Scott lifted his eyebrow and smiled, "you sure about that? cause I fish for compliments all the time and rarely get them," he said with a soft chuckle. "Ahh, I see how this is, it's all about keeping the dress in shape, which I'm entirely in favour of," he told her as he gave her cheek a soft stroke. "Point taken. Shutting up about the dress," he answered, "though it's possible I may have to wax lyrical about what's under the dress a little," he told Cora with a small smirk.
"Alright then, definitely no peaches for you," Scott said his hand slipping down to her butt and giving a gentle squeeze, "though you feel very peachy today." He deepened her kiss and pulled her tight to him, "seems to me you're giving me a few hints," Scott said as his other hand strayed beneath her hemline. "It's almost like you planned this outfit with me in mind," he told her raising an eyebrow, "cause there is most certainly lace on offer here. I like lace," he said between kisses, "like lace a lot!"