Kiss her

You grab Taylor, wrapping an arm around her waist as you pull her in close, planting your lips on her mouth as you push her against the wall. You kiss her, your tongue entering her warm mouth. You can taste the breakfast of fresh bread and apples she had, and it turns you on more. You push her up against the wall, your body pressing against hers, before you pull back, looking down at her.

"Oh... um..." she says sheepishly. "Are you... do you really like me?"

"Of course I do, I've had a crush on you ever since I met you," you say, a hand sliding down her neck, rubbing the warm nape.

Taylor blushes bright red as you pull her in for another kiss. You hand reaches down, rubbing along her silky robes as you press the back of your hand against her tight mound.

"God, you turn me on. I want to fuck you against this wall," you whisper.

"No," she says, grabbing your wrist. "I don't want to go that far. I'm not supposed to."

"Not "supposed" to? What does that mean?"

"Girls shouldn't lose their maidenhood unless it's with someone they're married to," Taylor says.

Ooh, what a lovely segway.

"Then marry me! We can combine our forces and take over the world as husband and wife! I really like you, and I know you feel the same way!"

"I thought you were married to the Orc lady," Taylor says.

"I... well I mean, technically, but...!"

"Do you sleep with her?" Taylor interrupts.

"Well, like, I'm me, so yeah, I do. But that doesn't change anything," you say awkwardly.

"Are you really willing to marry me? And not just for my powers?"

"You're young, incredibly hot and pretty cool, that's why I want to marry you," you say.

"OK," Taylor nods excitably. "I'll happily marry you."

"Perfect," you grin, kissing her briefly on the lips.

"Can we have a wedding?" Taylor asks.

"If you'd like," you say, shrugging.

Taylor grins excitably, letting out a little squeal.

"We'll plan it all together," she says.

"Perfect," you say, grinning at your newfound secured alliance. "Delightful."