[naked in bed, sweet ‘verse] As quietly as she can, Summer takes off her dress. The bed isn’t really big enough for two, but that’s not the point, either. She has to bite her lips to keep from giggling, and slips in beside him, twining one arm about his middle and cuddling close.
Mordred shifts, turning around and pulling him closer to her, resting his head against her shoulders.
“Hey,” she murmurs, smiling at him. “You temptation, you.”