She always has ways to entertain him with her wits. Whether she feels any sort of real connection with him or not Enderly has grown attached to his plague goddess. She is so ethereal to him. If he had fingers then she would slip right through them, teasing and taunting as she does. Even when she is gone her small, raven figure flits constantly through his mind. It is a distraction. Sometimes an annoying distraction, in the moments that he resents such closeness, and sometimes it is a desire distraction, for he has a constant need to track her down. Holding back from her only makes their meetings more poignant in his memory. The delicious shiver that curls down his spine upon each meeting is that much more intense. That much more memorable.

It isn't like Naamah doesn't know what she is doing. She uses her female advantages to their greatest uses and he can't help but feel a stab of passion as she feigns embarrassment. For she is not such a creature of humility. He has felt her writh beneath him in the throes of her own desire. Naamah is a wanton creature just as he is. No matter if she tries to mask it; but she toys with him. She quite likes to do that, he thinks, and the memories of her times are enjoyable. It entertains him to have such clever, stimulating conversation.

Oh she is taunting with her snarl as she warns him away from such further actions. He ignores her taunting for teh moment to continue his perusal of her body. Maybe she really is a goddess for her dainty figure could inspires many statues and renditions. Was this other male as infatuated with her as Enderly? Did he seek to own her as Enderly felt the desire to do? To partner with her... or did he run off with other females? True, Enderly had mated with Banshee but he was done with that. It was before his mating with Naamah anyways for if he had been with her first he likely would not have left her side.

With her being pregnant her mood swings are sure to abound so when she spins upon him with her teeth snatching near his face Enderly is quick to move his head out of reach. So quick his wood sprite is; he flashes her a cheeky grin. "Now you smell quite nice. More... you. That is the best of smells." And she also smells more like Enderly than Samil. Ah but to divert her attention he offers up his delicacy and she is quick to take to it.

He is almost amazed at how quick the eggs disappear down her gullet. True she is swollen and hungry but... well whatever. She was pregnant. He knew nothing of the ravenous workings of the pregnant female body. As long as she was pleased by it then he was thrilled with his lucky find. His grin disappears as he contemplates her question, settling himself onto his haunches while watching her with hooded silver eyes. "I will remain loyal to you, Naamah, alone if you are loyal to me alone. It is, after all, only fair don't you think?"

What will her answer be? Perhaps she toys with him, dangling the thread there to see what he would do, but Enderly would not make such commitments without his own. She is the one creature he has ever desired above all else yet he will not let himself be considered amongst the fallen (of love? or of strength? who knows!) without his own certainties. "The children you carry.. be they solely mine or part of both of us (being her suitors)... they will be cared for no matter what."