Meokii
Stefan was a little shocked that the other thanked him for coming back. did I really have a choice in the matter? If I didn't come back he would of raged war on my people... he thought to himself as he tried not to spill his water when he was pulled into another kiss. This time though he actually kissed back a little, telling himself it was simply because he didn't want to make Danarius angry. "You're welcome.." He gasped a little as he was released, his cheeks turning red as he could feel eyes on them. He followed the other, the cup of water clutched to his chest and his wings tucked protectively behind him.
((So I had someone complain to me about my grammar. And I want to apologize now if it bothers you as well. English is in fact not my first language so that is why it isn't perfect and kind of sloppy at times.))