And then Roger was almost above her her and she had no idea what to do with herself. Usually Fleur would know what to do in this situation. Hell, she could get almost any man she wanted -- but this. This was Roger and she didn't want to ruin anything or make him resent her for seducing him.

But she couldn't help it when her thoughts wandered as he took off each of her shoes, commenting on her legs. She'd like to feel him thrusting into her, while her legs wrapped around him -- but she probably shouldn't tell him that, right? Licking her lips she let him walk over to her suitcase as she sat up a bit, tilting her head. "I am 'aving plenty of things to sleep in! Look in ze top zipper!"

He probably wouldn't find anything he would think was suitable for pajamas though. Just a bunch of underwear and matching babydolls, see through nighties, and straight up lingerie. Giggling a bit, she plopped back down on her pillow and stared up at the ceiling, taking a strand of hair in her hand and twirling it. "It is fine, I zink. I can just sleep naked, Roger."