She pictures it, wandering around naked and available for whenever the mood might strike him to touch her, kiss her, make her come. It is some very compelling mental imagery.
The thought crosses his mind - all those thoughts, actually, that alone enough to dry his throat a little. He licks his lips, tugging lightly at the fabric where it holds up just over her chest.
"Well, I'd enjoy the view, for one."
He's really not giving himself the break he should here. But honestly he doesn't care.
They just agreed to get married and he's figured out that he can orgasm without turning big and green, it's understandable if he's not feeling at his most cautious at the moment.
She leans close to him, lips brushing lightly against his but it's not really a kiss, though he can probably feel the touch of her tongue when she too needs to wet her lips.
True, but still, he doesn't want to get a little too excited and end up doing more than he should. Knowing how much he can do now, the last thing he wants is to get in over his head, relinquish too much of his control and ruin their vacation here.
He gasps softly when he feels her tongue, his lips chasing after hers briefly. Finally he peels off her towel, each hand holding a side of it, slowly pulling them apart to expose her body to him.
Thinking at all is a very difficult thing at the moment, though he finds he doesn't care much at all. Must be the whole not thinking thing, preventing him from worrying much about anything at all right now.
"You know I'm all for a level playing field."
Although he'll have a harder time (literally) when he gets aroused, but it's just the two of them here, so he really doesn't mind. He doubts that she will, either.
He lets her towel drop to the floor unceremoniously, his hands sliding down her sides and settling on her hips.
He knows she wouldn't mind, of course. But it might look a little silly, him walking around like that, not to mention uncomfortable. Though he has a feeling she'll be all too happy to take care of that for him.
He hums pleasantly as her hands slide across his chest, his head tipping so he can brush his lips over hers.
She will forever be beyond enthusiastic about helping him out with situations like that.
She doesn't respond with words to what he says, instead chasing after his lips instead to capture them with her own, giving him a long, slow kiss, her tongue gently caressing his while her fingertips dig into his skin just a little, the pleasure of kissing him making both her toes and fingers curl.
He returns the kiss thoughtlessly, lips parting to deepen the contact when he feels her tongue drawing along them. His hands slide up her front, tracing the curves of her breasts, finally cupping her neck gently as he enjoys the slow but deep, lingering kiss.
He smiled, planting a kiss to her lips, then a trail of them across her cheek, on her nose, up to her forehead. His hands settled at the small of her back, arms rounding her figure more properly as he pulled her closer in an embrace.
And it's only fair, considering he's just divested her of the single towel she was using to cover herself up. So he shrugs off his own robe, letting it fall to the floor as his lips continue to pepper her face, neck and shoulders with kisses.
You gotta love a guy who knows when it's time to get rid of the robe.
She actually hopes that someone makes a stupid sex marathon joke when they get back home, only because she will then grin back at them and just say yes.
The thought makes her laugh a little, even as his kisses spread pleasant tingles over her skin that make her nipples harden against his chest.
Well, he is a genius, that does serve him well in things other than science. Like having remembered to turn on the heating when they first got here, for instance.
Her soft laugh gets an arched eyebrow from him, as he pulls away just enough to look at her, his hands sliding down her arms.
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"You want me to go down on one knee too?"
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She's keeping him.
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"No, I'm good. I liked how you did it. Towel look, using my full name and all. Even the word 'hubby'."
Which really sounded very silly, for the record.
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"I was planning on responding by dropping the towel so, your loss."
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Or even just tug it off. Seriously it's right there, all he needs to do is reach for it.
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There is absolutely no reason to deny that whatsoever.
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"I mean, it's pretty warm in here now. You could just... walk around naked. I wouldn't mind."
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"What if I did?"
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"Well, I'd enjoy the view, for one."
He's really not giving himself the break he should here. But honestly he doesn't care.
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She leans close to him, lips brushing lightly against his but it's not really a kiss, though he can probably feel the touch of her tongue when she too needs to wet her lips.
"That's good."
She loves being watched by him, he knows that.
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He gasps softly when he feels her tongue, his lips chasing after hers briefly. Finally he peels off her towel, each hand holding a side of it, slowly pulling them apart to expose her body to him.
"It's a pretty wonderful sight."
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"So are you."
Said as she tugs a little at the strap holding his robe together.
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"You know I'm all for a level playing field."
Although he'll have a harder time (literally) when he gets aroused, but it's just the two of them here, so he really doesn't mind. He doubts that she will, either.
He lets her towel drop to the floor unceremoniously, his hands sliding down her sides and settling on her hips.
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She opens his robe up so that she can run her hands over his chest, the feeling familiar but always amazing.
"I wouldn't marry a man who doesn't believe in equality."
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He hums pleasantly as her hands slide across his chest, his head tipping so he can brush his lips over hers.
"Good thing that I do, then."
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She doesn't respond with words to what he says, instead chasing after his lips instead to capture them with her own, giving him a long, slow kiss, her tongue gently caressing his while her fingertips dig into his skin just a little, the pleasure of kissing him making both her toes and fingers curl.
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"I can't get enough of you."
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"You can have as much of me as you want, anytime."
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He's hers and she is his and it's not restrictive or even possessive. It's just an endless cycle of giving, wholeheartedly and with endless love.
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He smiled, planting a kiss to her lips, then a trail of them across her cheek, on her nose, up to her forehead. His hands settled at the small of her back, arms rounding her figure more properly as he pulled her closer in an embrace.
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She wraps her arms around him in turn, eyes closing while she enjoys the feeling of those soft kisses spreading warmth through her whole body.
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And it's only fair, considering he's just divested her of the single towel she was using to cover herself up. So he shrugs off his own robe, letting it fall to the floor as his lips continue to pepper her face, neck and shoulders with kisses.
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You gotta love a guy who knows when it's time to get rid of the robe.
She actually hopes that someone makes a stupid sex marathon joke when they get back home, only because she will then grin back at them and just say yes.
The thought makes her laugh a little, even as his kisses spread pleasant tingles over her skin that make her nipples harden against his chest.
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Her soft laugh gets an arched eyebrow from him, as he pulls away just enough to look at her, his hands sliding down her arms.
"What's the joke?"
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