*kisses you, over and over, relishing each one* *chooses periodic kisses to deepen, to moan into, and there is no rhyme or reason to his want* Mmm, months. Maybe we should extend our honeymoon.
*smiles as he rests his temple against yours, his fingers continuing to skate over your chest and stomach as he admires just how fit and firm you are* 'm not just saying that to avoid breaking the news to everyone at home. I sometimes wonder what they're going to say. *shrugs, then, because it really is no matter* Though it hardly matters when we love each other so.