"You were so annoyed," Adrian said with a small smile. "I was out of it, I know, but you'd came around to shout at me and I could barely even respond let alone formulate an answer that made any sense."
He grinned. "We will. We have three and a bit days and three nights to do whatever the hell you want. I just wanted us to get away and relax," he admitted, curling his fingers in Stephen's hair briefly. "I've been working too hard - I never thought I'd say that - you've been worrying too hard. We both need a break from it."
Adrian smiled and stood back, kicking his shoes and socks off before undoing his robe, nothing underneath like normal. "Better?" he asked, not surprised when the garments disappeared, Floot as switched on as ever. He reached for Stephen's robe, undoing the fastenings and smoothing his hands down his husband's chest, pausing at his hips. "You really are overdressed, love."