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One hand wanders down tracing her spine and even squeezing her butt a little as he moans at the touch of her hands.

Brief note of surprise, and she then molded herself against him more.

He grins into the kiss and starts kissing down her neck, stopping to investigate her ear.

She moaned encouragingly, and her hips jerked slightly toward him. She tilted her head to the side as her fingers slid along his spine.

He shifts slightly so that he's not leaning on his bad side as his fingers wander over her body and he kisses till he finds her nipple and then nips and kisses.

There was a louder moan from her as her hands continued to move up and down along his back. Her back arched so she was pressing her breast against his mouth more.

He takes his time exploring her breast as his hands find all his favorite spots on her skin with light touches.

Longer moans as she writhed against him again. Her feet flexed and straightened, as her legs scissored against the bed.

His hand shifts around to her front, his fingers teasing and touching her.

A cry, and then more moans from her, her hips moving gently against him. She drew him closer, kissing where she could reach of him.

With his fingers, he does what he can to bring her to climax as he kisses her on the mouth.

She was getting closer now, as she bucked against his hand. Then, moments later, she moved her mouth away to cry out his name as she came again. She then sank back against the bed again, panting and smiling back at Will.

He beams down at her and settles back on the bed,

"Lord, ye're so beautiful when ye're that 'appy, love."

"Nice to have a reason for being happy. Thank you. Love you, Will."

"Love ye, Kate."

He smiles and leans back on the bed with a small wince and a grin.

"Careful." She cautioned him, and stroked his hair.

"Tis worth it to make ye smile so. Shall we 'ave some more cake?"

He turns to kiss her hand, it feels so nice to have her stroke his hair,

"Oh an Guppy an 'is lass Frogs are 'avin' a party an we're invited."

She nodded, "Sure, and oh they are? That's nice. What's the occasion?"

"'ousewarmin'."

He leans over to bring the box between them and kisses her hair,

"Loved seein' ye so 'appy, lately, need more joy in our lives."

She went to slice off a piece, after finding some cutlery in the box.

"Hmmm... don't know what they have, but should get a little something for them then."

She then ate a piece of cake instead of replying to the rest.

He eats some cake and rubs her back instead of commenting on what she's not saying since she seems to be doing that a lot,

"'e said they didna near anythin' but thought might be nice to bring 'em somethin' pretty for their 'ome."

She couldn't trust herself anymore. Part of the problem. Hard to trust others since she couldn't say too much.

"Maybe some nice glassware, or some flowers or a small piece of artwork then." She remarked, leaning against him as she ate her slice.

"Aye, somethin' pretty to make their 'ouse a 'ome. 'rhaps could go to New York an wander round there e'en 'ave a picnic in that large park."

He strokes her hair, just wanting to make her feel safe and sure again.

She sighed, "Have to be a different New York then. I'm Bound right now. I haven't seen the door since I got back here."

That gives him pause, she's normally not Bound and hugs her,

"Oh aye, will think o'somethin' else then."