The gift's the thing [Closed to Ronnae]

[morphitudinous]

Once Billy was situated on the merchant planet and brow-beaten with the concept of relaxation despite certain threats, there was nothing left to do but shop. Shop. And shop some more until he found the perfect present. That was an important part of relationships, right? Surprising loved ones with something special. There were things for his friends as well, of course, but the gift for her was critical.

What to get, what to get? It took hours of agonizing, studying the other shoppers, odd jobs, and haggling, but eventually a weary Billy returned to their accommodations with a bag that required both hands to carry. There, he made several attempts to open the door. It wasn't possible to do the finger scan with a bag in his hands, so it was set down. The finger scan was successful then, yes, but at the cost of the bag rolling back down the stairs. Cursing to himself, he chased it down. Of course this would happen. How on earth did regular shoppers juggle all these things?

Finally, after some jiggling of the handle with his hip, he managed to tumble his way into their apartment.

"I'm sorry if I kept you waiting an extraordinarily long time, Ronnie. As you can see, I encountered some difficulties." The man sprawled over his bag hadn't had the time to check his watch.

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[ronnae.livejournal.com]

Ronnae happily straddled him, once she was satisfied, one last chocolate strawberry on her lips. She eyed him with half opened eyes, pressing lightly against his shoulders and smiling. She pressed the half outside her lips lightly against his playfully.

[morphitudinous]

Whoa, Ronnie was definitely feeling good that night. He brought his hands to her hips, squeezing there in response. She was playing with that strawberry, taunting him with it---bringing it to his lips? To share? That was acceptable, though he noted they'd cut right to the chase. Usually this was done with a long noodle, wasn't it?

He laughed, causing the strawberry to wobble before he accepted his half and shaped his lips against hers. This was the fun part. He kissed her firmly as a signal, tapping out a one-two-three on her shoulder. With any luck, they'd bite down as one.

How sweet it was.

[ronnae.livejournal.com]

Yay! He took the hint, which made her extremely happy, as s playful smile formed around the strawberry, pressed against his lips. On the count of three she bit down, not only enjoying the amazing taste of the fruit, but the feel of his lips on hers. This was turning out to be an incredible night!

[morphitudinous]

When the strawberry was consumed, he took the opportunity to roll his lips against hers and taste any lingering flavor on their lips. That had been unique and enjoyable.

He leaned his forehead against hers and slumped forward lazily, warm arms draped around her shoulders. "So what's next, love?"

Oh, she'd see him eying the petals and costumes if she looked.

[ronnae.livejournal.com]

She eyed them as well, and smirked, a light blush forming on her cheeks.

"Playtime sounds good to me sweetheart." She mused a bit timidly, yet daring.

Oh the wonders of being playful in the bedroom~