Don't Say 'Yes,' Run Away Now (open!)

[Moonshine]

Tyler had stripped down to his boxers and plopped on the sofa in front of the TV to wait for her. He looked up, his view into the bedroom unobstructed, when she spoke, his eyes widening ad mouth going slack. He forgot whatever he'd just been watching. He got up slowly and sauntered over, ignoring the jelly feeling his legs had just taken on. He paused in the doorway, leaning against the jamb. "Well, I'll be..." He looked her over appreciatively, feeling his muscles start to tense with anticipation.

[Kathryn]

"You'll be what? Standing there staring the whole night?" she teased, raising her eyebrows at him expectantly. She set one hand down on the bed, patting the space softly, inviting him to join her.

[Moonshine]

She didn't have to ask twice. He moved to her, sliding in beside her. He let his hand trace along he outline of her slip, trailing over every inch of lace and satin. "God, yer beautiful, baby...ya know that?" He rubbed at her hip through the material, then lt his hand continue it's exploration.

[Kathryn]

"No, I didn't. Not with you telling me every five seconds," she teased. Her breath was becoming more shallow as his hand roamed all over her body. She laid down flat on her back, her hair spreading out on the pillow underneath her.

[Moonshine]

He chuckled lightly. "Just tryin' ta make up fer lost time." He kissed her mouth slowly, deliberately. After a minute, he pulled out of the kiss to mouth his mouth along her jaw, down her neck, across her collarbone...then to her breast, nibbling gently, mouth wetting the material that covered it.

[Kathryn]

Kathryn closed her eyes, arching her back almost involuntarily, and let out a strained moan.

[Moonshine]

Tyler let out a gutteral moan, hands sliding the slip up, fingers trailing along her skin. She felt hot to the touch, and it pleased him to know he'd be the only man to make her this way for the rest of their lives. "Sugar...I really appreciate ya dressin' up fe me an' everything, but...but if I don't get this thing offa ya, I'm gonna rip it ta shreds."

[Kathryn]

Kathryn laughed and, in one swift motion, turned Tyler over on his back and straddled his hips. She lifted her arms up, waiting for him to take it off.

[Moonshine]

He grinned up at her, pulling the slip over her head and tossing it aside. His hand moved down her torso, massaging into her hips. "I'm never gona get tired a' this, Sugar. Not ever." He leaned up to kiss her, then laid back cmfortably, his hands roaming.

[Kathryn]

Kathryn leaned over him, her hair forming a curtain around their heads. "Good," she whispered. "Cause you're never getting rid of me now." She kissed his lips firmly before moving to kiss his jaw and neck. She sucked on his skin lightly, tasting him with her tongue.

[Moonshine]

He shifted beneath her, letting out a groan of pleasure, hands moving to run along her thighs. "Got no intention of it, baby..." He looked up at her through lidded eyes, smiling a little crookedly.

[Kathryn]

Kathryn just smirked before trailing kisses down to his chest, then his stomach. When she reached the waistband of his boxers, she shot him a sly look before sliding off him and tugging them down.

[Moonshine]

He lifted his head, watching her, sending her a lazy smile. "Awful bold, ain't we. I like it, Sugar. Yer damn sexy, with that look on yer face."

[Kathryn]

She climbed back on top of him, her knees on either side of his hips. "Well, that's the beauty of being your wife. I can do anything I want, can't I?"

[Moonshine]

"Yes, ma'am, ya can." He grinned up at her, then arched his hips upwards, letting out a moan as he rubbed himself agains her. "Right now, you could talk me into anything. I'd kill a man if ya asked me to."

((Bedtime! Talk to you later! Night!))