Savannah Monroe (savannah_monroe) wrote in omega_reality, @ 2011-09-14 08:08:00 |
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Entry tags: | *complete, 2011 09, character: marty deeks, character: savannah monroe |
RP: Savannah and Marty
Who: Savannah and Marty
Where: Their hotel room
When: September 14, 2011
Summary: The honeymooners talk
The best part of the honeymoon was hands-down the sex. Not that the hotel, the pool, the clubs weren't fantastic - they were, - but the sex was better, even if she still blushed at just about everything, and even with her inexperience, she knew that they were hardly experimenting here. The nights weren't that bad. Sex and dark went together, and even when there were lights from the outside world, they were faint, just enough to see each other without really seeing. Mornings were still a bit... weird and traumatic, and they were fine while they were having sex, she didn't think about it, but later, like now, yes, exactly like now, she still felt on display and the blush started without there was anything she could do.
Savannah pulled the sheet to her waist and turned toward Marty, putting her head on his chest. "One day I'll stop blushing," she said with a pout. It didn't even matter if he made fun of her, because she wanted to make fun of herself. Better yet, she wanted the blushing to stop. "I bet you never thought you'd be marrying a blushing anything." She might not be a virgin, but she might as well be.