Much bit down on his lip, and then leaned down to kiss that adorably pouty mouth. He did need a drink though, and shed the condom while he was at it, skulled a glass in the kitchen and returned at a jog. "Bought you one anyway," he said, setting it down on the nightstand by her basket of condoms and winked at her. "I plan to make you pant so hard you're gonna need it," he grinned and climbed onto the bed over her, dropping his head to kiss the fingers on her breast and take her nipple into his mouth. I bet you can go and go she'd said, and god that made Much want to prove her right, like she'd lit a little flame underneath him.