"Stop beeping my nose like I'm two," and he bit at her finger, trying to catch it. "I'm not going to pass out. I'm just fine," he pouted. She used the death card. Damn her. "Fine, if I take it easy, will you do it to? Can't believe I'm trying to compromise here." He was grumbly about it because he hated being inactive, but he supposed he'd have to behave if he didn't want her overworking herself.
Grabbing her by the waist, he sat up suddenly on the couch, pulling her hard against him. "Am I acting like a man who needs rest and relaxation? If I did, we'd go on a vacation." Slowly, he dragged the strands of her hair away from the side of her neck and lowered his head down, his lips brushing over the soft skin and pressing light kisses down it to her shoulder.