Grace's golden eyes were calm, though a faint blush still lingered on her cheeks from the continuous attention to her chest.
"I've decided."
She took a small breath, then continued.
"I don't want the third option."
Jake didn't interrupt.
"I… I like being intimate with you," she admitted quietly, her voice growing a little shy.
"I like it a lot. But I don't want my strength to depend on always being aroused or… being used. If I become stronger, I want it to be something I can rely on even when we're not doing those things."
She turned her head slightly so she could look at him more directly.
"I want to stand beside you properly."
Her soft hand slowly and gently rested over his that was currently groping her breasts as she continued, her voice quiet but firm.
"…There will be times when I might not be aroused. Or times when we can't do those things at all."
She lowered her gaze slightly, golden eyes reflecting the soft crystal light on the water.
