"You're so clever," he responded, grinning. Of course it was about to get better. He slipped his hands onto her hips inside the waistband of her jeans and moved himself so her was leaning over her, the lowered his head and kissed her on the cheek, giving her a little nuzzle. He reached back to the scruff of his own collar and yanked his t-shirt off over his arms and head, then let it fall onto the blanket above Eddie's head.

He replaced his hands on her hips and cuddled his face against her neck, switching his breathing to his mouth so it would be warmer against her skin, then planted a few pecks against her throat. His legs shifted so that one was up over both of hers, a sort of possessive gesture. It always made him chuckle when he could pin her down in any way - like caging the cat. Her eyes usually grew a bit more wild when he provoked her. But he wasn't checking them, at the moment. He was kissing down along her collar bones while he pushed her pants over her hips and down her thighs. "By God," he breathed, "you feel so warm." He was smitten - among a few other things.

-Brian / Britannic