Lanister gasped, clearly growing more and more aroused as Nevayah kissed his as furiously as he did hers, matching one another perfectly so that neither had a clear advantage. Though, in the many years they had been together, his crafty little partner had managed to figure out which little kissing tactic of hers got him the most: When she kissed all around his face... Without a moment's hesitation, Nevayah began planting her lips all around him from his neck, to his cheeks, to his ear then back to his lips while he clutched at her back helplessly under her ruthless barrage. Every other time she'd pull away to declare that she'd love him, the moment she'd try to come at him again, he'd redirect her lips with his own, locking them each time, intent on winning this game.
It wasn't long until the beautiful woman on top of him began to strip off her clothes, starting with her blouse and steadily moving south, all the while making a distinct effort to keep their lips firmly planted on each-other's bodies. While his wife was making quick work of her outfit, tossing her blouse to the ground and kicking off her skirt with impressive skill, Lanister was working much slower on his own, his challenges being twofold as he attempted to wriggle out his pants and jacket while his gorgeous wife bared down on him from above. As if sensing his frustration, Nevayah redirected her efforts to stripping him bare as well and within only a second or two, only the young tainted's pale and tan skins were rubbing against each-other.
The moment they were free of their confining clothes, Lanister would engage Nevayah in their favorite battle to determine who was superior this round. While her hands explored his body as if this was all new, Lanister's went right for his wife's weak spots, the places where he distinctly remembered her getting the most out of while his lips remained locked with hers. Never once did their eyes leave one-another's, far too entranced in their melding of mind-and-body to even let one part of them remain closed off.
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After it was all over, their heated duel ended with a dead draw, Lanister's arms wrapping around her back near her shoulder's the other right above her backside, each of them breathing hard as if they had run a marathon. For only a few short minutes, the two just lay there together in that very familiar setting, just getting their breath back before even attempting words. Lanister, in that moment, was as content as could be, running his fingers gently through his wife's smooth, well-kept black hair while she did his messy light-brown... He could stay there forever, really, just kissing her until the world ended but, unfortunately, neither the world, nor Nevayah, nor he worked that way.
Lanister only smiled wide as his wife rolled off him and onto her side, already talking business about how they needed to sell their stuff, board the horses, do everything but what they were doing right now. He couldn't help but find that absolutely adorable... One moment, they could be so intimate it made the earth and sky look like distant lovers and the next moment, she would be talking business just like she was now... It always make him want to just lean over and kiss her until she was red in the face and sometimes.... he actually did. Not this time, however, though the erg was the most obvious thing in his sanguine eyes.
"Uh-huh." Was all he could say, staring into her azure orbs as she pecked the tip of his noes ever so softly before slipping over top of him once more to make her way to her things, Lanister stealing the briefest of kisses as she passed by, something he fully intended to expand upon later.
Lanister sighed happily as he slipped on his pants, wanting nothing more than to relive those days where he and Nevayah would be stark-naked and conduct their house business that way.... When he got fully-dressed, however, he caught his wife putting on a very familiar outfit. Silently, and without warning, Lanister slipped behind her, wrapping one arm around her stomach while using his other to trace his own fingers along her scar-lines, following hers, smiling softly as she commented how she never realized how much her scars faded.
"I noticed." Lanister let that comment hang there, raising an eyebrow for emphasis as he pulled away, letting his sweet Nevayah get the rest of her clothes on and once she had.... he had never seen a hott-er woman... The only thing that would make her outfit complete would be her scarf and that now was being held by their daughter, Emia... Still! Nevayah was the most beautiful thing to ever grace his eyes, nose and mouth.
Suddenly, and unexpectedly, his wife seemed to suddenly devolve into the personality of a little girl, immediately all excited about going shopping, asking him as if he were her parent if they could go out and buy some things. Her jubilation on it's own was enough motivation to say "Yes", but they never had any fun with just words. Near instantly, Lanister would wrap his arms around her and kiss her tenderly, softly, and not just on the lips. He moved to her neck, her collar, her jaw, the last one being particularly... interesting before pulling away and smiling wider than ever.
"Of course, babe." He laughed, just loving how ridiculous that line even was before making his way back to the ladder, and climbing back up, waiting for Nevayah to follow him before closing the hatch. He'd untie his horse, collecting the water-bowl, and mount his ride, his smile never faltering.
"You remember how we got here, yes?" He asked, his restraint being the stuff of legend right now. "Lead the way!"
