Optimus almost let out a entirely too juvenile snicker at their little bit of word play, terribly pleased Elita was playing along - or at least, appeared to be. Ducking his head briefly, he leaned far enough to kiss the shoulder of the arm moving through the water, slowly pressing kisses in a trail up her neck and throat.
He...was learning, trying to pick up new ideas to please her all the time while hopefully not making a fool of himself. At least, he certainly felt more experienced than he had only weeks ago.
"Of course. I look forward to any number of, ah, matches between us in the future."
A silent laugh shook his frame, mouth at the base of her jaw. Anticipation for both the game and...anything else aside, the situation was pleasantly surreal, and he rose up to meet her gaze with humor-bright optics. At least the oil was hot enough to keep his rising internal temperature from being noticed.
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Date: 2012-06-18 10:04 pm (UTC)He...was learning, trying to pick up new ideas to please her all the time while hopefully not making a fool of himself. At least, he certainly felt more experienced than he had only weeks ago.
"Of course. I look forward to any number of, ah, matches between us in the future."
A silent laugh shook his frame, mouth at the base of her jaw. Anticipation for both the game and...anything else aside, the situation was pleasantly surreal, and he rose up to meet her gaze with humor-bright optics. At least the oil was hot enough to keep his rising internal temperature from being noticed.