Midnight,
Bedroom, Theodore Mansion, Critic Arley.
"I'm sorry" Theodore let out quickly, the second he placed her on the bed, he just really had to touch her earlier, she was looking too much.
Her head dropped, eyes filled instantly, her back stinged "Why are you sorry, husband" she still asked
"Gooseberry" she met his eyes and he held them "I'm sorry I am inadequate, I am sorry I have to watch measly while the empire hates you,
"Theodore you can never be inadequate, you are just the man I have always hoped to have and as I know you more, I realise my expectations had been too low even"
"Gooseberry" he growled
"This is just the begging"
She smiled at him her killer smile "I know and I'm ready" she added
"You are really never leaving" he growled he lifted her and she was sitting between his thighs, her back pressed to his front "Did you dress up for me?" he teased while she blushed profusely.
