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[noburden]

That laugh is a glorious prize. It makes her laugh too, and the thrill of getting that noise out of him only encourages more kisses.

"Good," is all she says, and as always, any attempt to roll him over and climb on top of him relies on him playing along.

[rosarianoath]

Clive goes gamely after a second, sinking into the mattress on his back and settling his hands on her hips, looking up at her, still smiling. She is so wonderful, so perfect.

“I want you to be Jill Rosfield someday,” he says.

[noburden]

She very purposely sits on his groin, intending to fool around more, but the words give her pause.

"I know," she says after a moment, and her smile is fond. "As do I. I expect to be asked properly, some day."

Not in bed. He's done that already.

And not now.

[rosarianoath]

“Like in the best love stories,” he promises. Something grand and sweeping, well and away from the long conversations about dowries and political alliances that loomed ahead of them in their childhood. He squeezes her hips gently, acutely aware of her weight on his lap, itching to ask anyway, but: “Someday.”

[noburden]

She knows. Jill leans her face down over his, noses nearly touching.

"I pray you know what my answer will be." She does not think he would ever ask if there was any doubt. "Though I suppose little would change between us, would it?"

[rosarianoath]

“The only change would be in the eyes of others,” he says, lifting his chin just enough to brush her nose with his.

[noburden]

She closes her eyes, absorbing the contact like a sponge, and then presses a lingering kiss to his cheek.

"Perhaps Dion will like you more," she teases. "You'll make an honest woman out of me yet."

[rosarianoath]

He chuckles under his breath.

“Until then… I hope to please you as a dishonest one.”

[noburden]

Jill hums, amused by the words, before dropping her face down to his neck. Her mouth pinches his skin there for a moment before she abruptly stops.

Maybe no love bites with Joshua so close at hand.

She huffs out a laugh against his skin and moves her mouth to his shoulder. A little more discreet.

[rosarianoath]

Not with his necklines, that’s for sure, but truthfully, would he stop her? While she’s busy with his shoulder, he rucks up her skirt until he can get his hands on her bare thighs.

[noburden]

"Will we have time to undress fully?" Jill asks, back to nuzzling against his neck. Even with the door closed and locked, she thinks she might die (again?) should Joshua come home and travel up the stairs while they're both naked.

[rosarianoath]

“We don’t need to,” he says, leaning his cheek against the side of her head, palms sliding along her hips to fondle her ass. “Not with your skirts…”

[noburden]

"Is that so? You've been pawing at me all day... that's enough for you?" She teases. Clive's made no secret for his fondness of her ass.

[rosarianoath]

“If I want more than this I’ll take you to the club soon,” he replies, amused, but she’s right: he does want more.

[noburden]

"You know I always want more. We're talking about you, Clive," she laughs, kissing along his jawline.

[rosarianoath]

“You’re insatiable,” he agrees, hooking two fingers into her panties and tugging them aside, just because he can. “I’ll be fine. It works in your favour if I can’t help myself later and step into the shower with you.”

[noburden]

"Are you saying you'd let me shower all by my lonesome otherwise?" She can't help but tease.

[rosarianoath]

“Perhaps!” He’s as amused as he is hard. “It’s a small shower for two. Sometimes I’m better off waiting outside and accosting you then.”

[noburden]

"Such a cruel man," she pouts, sighing before lifting her head to kiss his lips. "If you weren't so big..."

[rosarianoath]

“Stop feeding me, then,” he says, catching her in a kiss that depends quickly, his grip on her momentarily tightening to grind her against him.

[noburden]

"Never," she says against his lips before melting into him, hips rolling with his. He'll feel her smile before she adds, "But not feeding you will do nothing for the size of your cock, I fear."

[rosarianoath]

"We'll get a bigger house, then," he says. He hesitates to be crude with her, but if that's what she wants: "With bigger bathrooms, so there's more room for my cock."

[noburden]

Jill practically giggles. "We would need bathrooms as big as this room!"

How ridiculous they are, and even more ridiculous to feel herself blush after all they've done to one another in the bedroom.

[rosarianoath]

His eyes drop momentarily –– the only place for them to go is her breasts, still hidden behind her shirt –– and then back to her. She's enjoying herself. He can manage this talk.

"How brave of you to take it in you, then," he says. "Sometimes..."

No, maybe not.

[noburden]

"Sometimes...?"

Such talk doesn't come naturally to her, but it is fun.

"If you mean to marry me, I would hope you be able to speak your mind to me. No matter how filthy."