“Shouldn’t play with your food,” she teased, more muscles relaxing under his caresses. There was something, as she’d noticed before, that was simply soothing about the way Victor was with her — everything seemed to fit together perfectly.
“My food…” he echoed softly, knowing right well that she was teasing. “Don’t go tempting me now darling,” he joked back. Victor looked up at the screen momentarily, the big battle was coming up, signalling the end of the movie was also near and he sighed. He pulled her in closer. “I have thoroughly enjoyed this evening Summer.”
“Mmmm, I agree entirely.” She scraped the last bits of popcorn out of the bowl, then turned her face up to kiss him briefly before pressing back and turning her gaze to the screen. “Victor, darling.”
Victor laid there in silence as they finished the rest of the movie and when it was over he stretched, almost as a cat would, before settling back down on the couch. “Did you like the movie?”
“Well, yes,” she laughed up at him, “I have seen it before.” Summer rolled back, putting a hand behind Victor’s head, stroking her fingers through the curling ends. “But I like to rewatch things I’ve seen before.”