Will wanted so badly to capture her lips, to draw her near and hold her there among the pretty flowers. He wanted to stay like this for the entire time that he had left, there was no thought of preparation for his hunt tomorrow, no thought on why he'd been called to the Queen Regents council. No, right now, there was only one thing Will was thinking about, one thing he desired, and it was her.

His eyes flit from hers to her mouth, then to her eyes again. Taking in how beautiful she looked in this moment, remembering it in the back of his mind so that he could close his eyes later and see it all over again.

She was right, though. There was no way Will would be satisfied with just a taste. When Will set his heart on something he wanted, he'd find a way to make it his, no matter the cost. With his hand still cupping her chin lightly, his other delicately took her small hand in his, raising it to his lips and kissing the back of it, yet still, his face was so close to hers. "If I were to capture your lips... Would you think me a fool?" Husky and low, an octave deeper than earlier, talking with pure primal desire now, yet at least he was decent enough and respected her enough to ask.

Will wasn't stupid, he knew her name and who she was sworn to wed. That didn't stop his heart from yearning for her thought. It might have only been a day that they had known one another, but Will was convinced they were supposed to meet for a reason. The anticipation was almost too much for him to bear and Will almost moved of his own accord, stopping himself just as he'd closed his eye and leant in for a kiss.

Before the kiss could connect, Will spoke, breathless and true. "Stop me... Before I can no longer stop myself."