She definitely wanted him to go on that mission and she'd even help him find some places if he asked her to. But he'd have to beg her for that. Daphne smirked as she withheld more moans from him. She wanted to torture him like he did her the last time. He couldn't torture her twice and so far, he was doing nothing but pleasing her in the best possible way.
As he pulled his shirt over his head, Daphne smiled. She loved seeing him without a shirt. His arms, his chest, his back, just that alone was enough to drive her to the edge. One of these days she'd pull out a little toy that she had for the two of them and he'd find that he really didn't know what he got himself into when he married her.
As he dropped the ice cream between her breasts, Daphne smirked, knowing it'd fall to all the places he wanted it to fall. The slight tickle of the ice cream slide down her body made her giggle slightly twitching at the feeling it provided. Thought the focus on the ice cream was soon thrown off guard as she felt his fingers on her thigh, instinctively spreading her legs slightly for him. Her lips once again occupied with his, she felt a quiet moan slip into the kiss, smirking slightly as it released.