Lingering in the doorway, Marietta smiled at the sight of Fabian working out in their.. his room. What woman wouldn't like to see their boyfriend looking so fit? She tried not to stare, but he looked delicious.
"Mhmmm. It's all yours." Stepping around him, Marietta walked to the pile of clothing she had in the corner of his room. Sorting through various bits, she found a pair of knickers and a bra that (thankfully) matched. Marietta truly hated when she didn't match all of her clothing. Dropping the towel she quickly pulled on her underthings. "You smell to high heaven, you know."