❛ your pants , they bother me. take them off ! ❜ (weddy)
❛ your pants, they bother me. take them off! ❜
In retrospect, Teddy should have assumed that their honeymoon would be full of time spent in bed without a care in the world for propriety or interruptions or anything of the sort. They had been given two weeks entirely to themselves and Teddy was immensely grateful; after everything they’d been through together— to share uninterrupted time with his wife was something he wasn’t even remotely willing to let go of. “Quelqu'un se sent autoritaire aujourd'hui, non?” Amusement colored the tone of his voice so thoroughly it nearly made him laugh outright and Teddy found himself lingering just on the edge of the large bed in their room with his hands hovering above the waistband of the jeans he’d tossed on just to answer the door and retrieve food.
His eyes were fixated on Wendy as he slipped his fingers down to unbutton his jeans without taking his eyes off of her; he kicked them off without preamble and moved towards his wife with a broad, warm grin. Teddy held himself above Wendy and watched her quietly for a long moment before he ducked his head to kiss her sweetly, “I love you, Ma jolie femme.”