Imagining me and my F/O in a nice hotel room with a balcony. He's almost ready for a night out; I've been ready so I'm looking out at the city from the balcony.
He comes up behind me, nearly dressed except for an undone tie, and runs his hands under my dress, pushing it up. His lips press to my neck.
“Don't you want to wait until we get there?" I coo.
He pauses. “Let me check.”
He steps back slowly and pushes my dress up further, looking at the maroon lingerie waiting underneath.
“No,” he finally responds under his breath. “No, I need that now.”














