See, it's not like they haven't made love before. They're married. But Marius - well, he's thought about it out here, once before. Seconds before, actually. And he has to kind of wonder if Chante is a mind reader when he begins to take off his shirt.
Oh, god.
His eyes trail up the expanse of skin being revealed along Chante's chest as he takes his shirt off, and then his hands are on him again, shaking a little but trailing up his sides, under his arms, his back. His eyes flutter closed as he presses his lips back into Chante's, murmuring as they break for air.]
I love you too, Chante. God, I really do love you.
no subject
Oh wow.
See, it's not like they haven't made love before. They're married. But Marius - well, he's thought about it out here, once before. Seconds before, actually. And he has to kind of wonder if Chante is a mind reader when he begins to take off his shirt.
Oh, god.
His eyes trail up the expanse of skin being revealed along Chante's chest as he takes his shirt off, and then his hands are on him again, shaking a little but trailing up his sides, under his arms, his back. His eyes flutter closed as he presses his lips back into Chante's, murmuring as they break for air.]
I love you too, Chante. God, I really do love you.