“I’m sure a clever boy such as yourself can come up with some way,” she purred, pulling him down the hallway. Sleepy-eyed cats flicked ears at the pair as they entered the room, then abandoned the bed and its plush coverlet entirely with a series of thumps.
“Clever man my sweet,” he murmured as he placed her on the bed and followed her. “I do believe I’ve earned the right to be called man seeing as I’ve already proved that to you love,” he finished with a wink and a hungry kiss to her neck.
“Touchy, touchy, Victor darling,” Summer sniggered. She reached up and yanked, clever fingers looking for a ticklish spot.
Victor was surprised by her action and actually fell to the side laughter spilling from his lips. “You little minx!” He roared then went at her in return, his spry fingers tickling her sides and tummy.
After a while he leaned over her, smiling warmly down at her before he led his hand underneath her shirt and bent down to kiss her.
Instantly she subsided, giggles and shrieks subsumed into a contented hum. A little squirming had her cuddled up against his long body, her legs draped over his bent knees, hands limp and loose at her sides.