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[ As Aymeric hooks his arm around her Era hooks her legs around his middle, reluctantly pausing in her assault upon his mouth so that he may locate a suitable place unhindered. While he carries her, Era keeps herself pressed close to him, listening to his heart, his breath. The way his voice vibrates through his chest.

She shivers with a mix of overwhelming emotion and no small amount of desire. Era doesn't even bother looking around the spot Aymeric chose, because if he thought it suitable enough to ask then she trusts that it will suffice for her as well.

Plus she really is having trouble caring. As long as they aren't out in the open it doesn't truly matter to her.

Her answer is to unhook herself from Aymeric and place her feet back on the ground, kick off her heels, and pull. Era makes a controlled fall onto the floor, purposefully dragging her husband on top of her in the process. ]

I don't care where we are as long as you are with me, Aymeric.

[ Have another kiss - this time short and sweet, because she pulls away almost immediately to whisper against his lips. ]

Now please touch me, sweet husband.

[ Era will punctuate this by guiding one of his hands up her inner thigh. ]