Talk:Kejourou/@comment-27303410-20160814172355/@comment-27800590-20160913005506

I gratefully accept the lock, and tell her I have something to give her too. At her curious look I tell her to wait on the couch as I walk down to my room to grab the ring. When I return I notice her clothes are strewn about the room, her body only covered by her hair wrapping around her breasts and thighs.

"What did you want to give me?" She purrs as she lays on the couch. My nerves are starting to return, so I quickly kneel next to her face and present the box. Her eyes widen as I ask the question.

"You... you want to... to marry... me?" She stutters, her hair starting to go limp. I confirm that that is certainly what I want, and find myself wrapped up in both hair and limbs, pulled close to her.

"Of course! Of course I'll marry you!" She squeals between kisses. "I wouldn't have cut my hair for anyone but you. I am yours, and I hoped you would be mine too." She kisses me on the lips, and the kiss turns into a heated make out session. As we pull away and she lets me go, we're both smiling like idiots.

"You know... if we're getting married, then we should make sure you don't get snatched up before we can make it official." I agree, and with her help I'm naked in seconds.

"Take me, husband. Take me and love me, like I love you." We kiss again and endure a long, slow session of love making.

At some point we moved to my bedroom, and when we're done we fall asleep in each other’s arms. The next day we start making plans, and by the end of the month we're officially married. This will be a wonderful new chapter to my life.