His lips tingled as they brushed over the sensitive skin of her neck. She shivered, lips curving into a happy, satisfied smile at his words. It was rather telling and it made her shudder to think of what he'd be capable of on his knees. It really shouldn't be this easy for them. There was a familiarity there as though this was something that had been happening between them for years. Yet... it'd been a couple of months. You shouldn't fall in love with someone that quickly. Feelings shouldn't be that quick to come about. It made her nervous. Loving him was surprisingly easy. That was also scary.
She lifted her arms, letting him pull the shirt back over her head. His hands slid under her thighs, easily lifting her to the counter. The light in the kitchen was brighter than the living room. Each small scar visible under the harsh light. She had a lot of them. A fair few from him and their propensity to get violent during matches. But the large one that across her hips and faded under the band of her jeans, was easily her biggest. She hated it but it was a part of her. Curses left both external and internal marks.
Her hands reached forward, pulling him closer, wrapping her legs around him, leaning in for a kiss. There was nothing brief about it as her lips teased his, tongue darting out, tasting the beer, tasting him. Her fingers slid lower, tugging the drawstring of his sleep pants, loosening the knot. Her hand dipped below the soft fabric, tracing over the lines of his cock. "Not in a million years," she murmured, wrapping her hand around him. "This is all you get."