#;fiddler

“How fancy.” Fiddler chuckled and kissed her back. “Sounds like a lovely plan.” He mumbled, kissing her lips again. “Just...Let’s take a moment, yeah? I’ve missed you.” He told her, hands going up to her face, cupping her cheek, running his thumbs through her cheeks gently before he kissed her again, loving and passionate for a long moment. 

“Mister?” He chuckled, wrapping his arms around the other. “Since when you call me that?” He wondered, raising an eyebrow before stealing a kiss. “But I would love to go on a date with you, amore mio.” He said, a bright smile on his lips. 

Sex, lavender bath bombs, expensive perfume, strawberries, freshly washed bed sheets.

“Hmm, back scratches and hickeys…” He let out a content sigh before pouting. “I haven’t gotten one of those in a while. That is certainly not okay….Does anyone want to help me with that?”