Abi watched his eyes become torn between both the version of her on the TV screen and the woman physically in his arms, as if his brain was having trouble distinguishing between the past and present. It was nice to see him so lost in moment that he didn't think about the philosophy, morality or his own prejudices about losing control to a woman. She wasn't just any girl, she was his equal partner and if it took another year, she'd get him to trust her to be more dominating. She pretty much had him wrapped around her finger anyway.
"If I'm Princess, then I think we have to upgrade you to Prince Charming..." she smirked and kissed him tenderly, her fingers dancing from his chest to the back of his neck. Abi blushed softly as he asserted her perfection and forgot about the film behind her. "I love you so much, Ernie. I'd do anything to make you happy. My old man..."