"This does." She kissed him almost timidly, smiling a little. "You moving in does. I think love's sort of shown through actions and not words. You want to spend your life with me, and I know that because you show me." She felt almost radiant when she kissed his neck, sucking gently. She wouldn't mark him - she preferred it when he marked her - but she did like tasting him.
She ran her fingers through his hair, looking up at him, then grinned brightly. "So, mister inventive, what are you gonna do to me?"