*smiles up at you from under his eyelashes, dropping his pillow to the ground* *presses up against you, delighting in the sensation of skin against skin (and that sums up this honeymoon for him; he has spent most of it in your arms, whether sleeping or waking, talking or loving* *murmuring throatily* We were discussing our wardrobe options for the awards you're going to sweep, my darling.
*tugs aside the collar of your robe to suck and kiss at your collarbone* Mmm, and there was something about food.