The silence was enough to satisfy Zephyrus for now, his hands resuming what was put off for just a few moments. He had to smirk a bit at his wife being the once to incite things once more, if only because her bumbling husband forgot that the bedroom really wasn't for talking and he didn't bring her here to do so.
Fingers slipped underneath Iris' shirt to help pull it off as Zephyrus took over once more, dotting kisses across her collarbone, appreciating the beauty that was once more his and would always be his. If only he was smart enough to stay in one place this time, to not be the blind idiot and run away from what he should be thankful to have.
He tried not to groan when he felt the pressure increase against the seam of his pants, which meant that they had to go. There was still too many damn clothes on.