Amelia wasn't sure what she was expecting, but being picked up and tossed over his shoulder was definitely not one of them. It shocked her at first, allowing him to start towards the stairs without a lot of problem. But when she regained control of herself, she began to squirm in his grasp. "Hey, this isn't fair," she said, finally resigning herself to her fate as his grip tightened around her. There was no where to go at this point, so instead she resigned herself to kissing and biting the back of his neck she could reach before he tossed her on the bed.
Scrambling up towards the headboard, Amelia watched as he began to crawl towards her. Checkmate. Yeah right. Licking her lips she got on her knees, sitting upright and capturing his hair in her grip as he got near enough. Yanking his head to hers in a slightly rough manner she pressed a hard kiss to his lips, and pressed her chest to his. Though she didn't have tons of breasts or anything, she certainly had enough in this getup to spill over the top of the lace corset and press into his chest. His clothed chest.
Biting his lip and pulling away she tugged at his shirt. "Clothes off now," she nearly growled.