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Follow the sound of my heartbeat.

Before Longshot, Robbie and Miyuki had left for camp, Alison had politely, but firmly asked Robbie and Miyuki to find fun diversions in camp. Lengthy ones. She wanted her husband all to herself at least until sunset.

It took about an hour to organize, but when Alison finally retired upstairs, the lights were out and the shades drawn on all the floors. The only illumination came from tiny, floating candles in shallow water dishes placed on every other step on the stairs. One the landing of each floor, she had placed an item for him to find.

On the first floor, at the bottom of the stairs, a CD copy of his favorite French singer's newest album was tied with a gold ribbon. A tag attached to the ribbon read, Follow the lights.

On the second floor, a package wrapped in shiny red paper and silk ribbon. The tag read, Don't open this yet.

On the third floor landing, a second package was wrapped in white, shiny paper and ribbon. The tag read, Not yet. Keep moving.

On the fourth, two long-stemmed wine glasses waited for him.

The candles continued up the stairs to their bedroom. Inside, dozens of red candles of every size were lit in containers all over the bedroom. Spread out in front of the balcony doors was a soft fleece blanket. Several covered dishes were set out on it and two bottles chilled in a bucket of ice.

The tiny, floating candles created a path from the door to the bathroom where rose scented steam rolled out from under the door. Inside, Alison was sitting on the edge of the filled bathtub in a red silk robe. She drew small circles on the tile at her feet with her toe and waited for her husband to arrive. Hopefully, it would be before the food or the water got cold.

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She grinned and curled up in his arms, nuzzling his shoulder softly. "You know... I feel like a princess whenever you pick me up and carry me around like this. Like something special."

"Also, I am horribly spoiled." She laughed and leaned up to kiss him sweetly.

"Mm. Not my princess. That's somebody else's title. You're more important than that to me. Queen of my hearts, maybe?" He set her gently down on the bed. Now, where was that place that needed his attention?

He started his hand on the inside of her calf and slid it up between her legs as he climbed onto the bed. "Not spoiled. You'd taste rotten."

He made a slightly disgusted face at the idea. "You could never taste bad."

"Mmmmm, I can live with being your Queen."

She smiled at him and settled against the pillows. For now, she was content to lay there and watch him. She always loved watching him.The way his body moved and his expressions.

Like that one of disgust right there. She hadn't been expecting that and burst into a short fit of giggles. "I'm glad you think I taste okay, sweetheart. Considering how often you lick me, I'd hate to think it was unpleasant for you."

"Definitely taste better than okay," he assured as his hand slid up between her legs. "You taste better than cannoli. That's why I can spread out eating cannoli but always have to have you..."

His index finger gave her one long, lazy stroke.

Alison's hips rolled slowly with the motion of his finger. Her husband was such a tease sometimes. Of course, he had learned it from the best.

"I taste better than cannoli?" She grinned and quirked an amused eyebrow. "Now, I feel really special..."

"Mm-hm." He leaned down and kissed her inner thigh. "How special do you want to feel? I can do whatever you wish."

He continued to work his finger against her as he slowly started trailing kisses up her body.

"Today is supposed to be for you," she murmured softly and reached down to slide the fingers of one hand through his hair. Lips on her skin were not doing much for her concentration. Gee, darn.

"You make me feel special every day."

"You're a part of me," he breathed before he sucked softly on her bellybutton. He stuck his tongue in and swirled it around a little as he withdrew his hand from between her legs.

He might have had more to say, but it was second to both of his hands running over her body.

Good answer, she thought as her back arched up slightly off the bed. His tongue tickled in her belly button, but her giggles were breathless.

Losing the teasing hand was a little disappointing, but she was enjoying the feel of his hands on her body too much to dwell on it.

He lingered there for a little bit. He had a thing for bellybuttons and his wife's in specific. So any chance he got to play with one was always welcome. His tongue enjoyed it, too, he was sure.

When he was done, he slowly moved his mouth along her skin. His hands had never stopped moving along her skin. The hand that hadn't been teasing her before was sent down to give it a shot while the other fondled a breast. Her other breast would not lack for attention as that was where his mouth was doing. He sucked softly next to her nipple as his fingers stroked her gently.

It took some doing, but she managed not to giggle or squirm too much and dislodge her husband as he played with her belly button. It tickled! But, it was also cute. She'd put up with much less pleasant sensations to watch him being cute.

Still, it was a relief to phase from the half choked giggles to sighs of pleasure when he moved on. And then, she was torn on how to focus. Mouth above or hand below? Fortunately, she had the option of choosing as any woman in that situation would have. She choose both.

Her hips rolled softly against his teasing hand as one hand skimmed up his back lightly to his hair and stroked it softly. She wondered what it would take to convince him to move from 'next to' to 'on'. Hmmm.

He had a very good idea where she wanted his mouth to go. It didn't mean he was going to go there right away. He gently sucked and nipped around where Alison wanted him to go.

While he teased with his mouth, both of his hands were being more direct. The one between her legs began stroking a little faster while the other squeezed and gently pinched her nipple.

She was completely unsurprised by the teasing. Anything less might have been surprising, but anything less would not have been Longshot. Her fingers threaded through his hair softly as she turned her her to be able to watch his mouth move over her skin. She loved how he managed to look peaceful and determined all at once.

Completely independent of thought, her hips responded to the increased pace of stroking, rocking faster up against his hand. Her legs moved more apart and braced slightly against the bed to give her more leverage to move.

He gave her one more soft nip before moving his mouth over to her nipple. He used his teeth very gently before sucking hard against her skin. His own body was getting excited. Might have been from the sounds her body was making down below as he slipped in another finger.

A helpless, throaty moan was all she could manage when his lips finally found her nipple. Between his mouth on her breast and his fingers working inside of her, she was moving steadily toward a frenzy.

Fair was fair, though. The hand in his hair slid down to trail fingertips down his neck and dance teasingly down his spine.

He shivered as Alison's fingers teased his spine. His hips twitched a little. He had to fight to keep his mouth relatively gentle on her breast. No biting down.

He grunted against her skin.

His fingers were going to be replaced soon. He had other more pressing needs there. But for now, a little added thumb just like he had been taught was handy.

It was either going to be him or Ali who put their bodies together perfectly. And right now, he didn't care who did it. Just as long he got more of these sounds from his wife.

And that was the sound she had been waiting for. Well, one of them anyway. She moaned again. Much less soft and more needy this time.

His thumb was not helping matters. She could barely keep control as it was already. She whimpered and let the fingers of her free hand dig into his shoulder slightly. Pull him closer.

The need in her moan made Longshot's body shift into position, whether he knew it or not. And it was a good bet that he wasn't aware of exactly what his body was doing. Alison's fingers were digging into his shoulder in the best of ways. He fought with himself to take his mouth away from her breast.

It only happened after his hand on her breast set down into the bed beside her. He pulled his other hand out from between her legs and brought it up to balance himself as he nipped up to her neck then to below her ear.

The only part of his body touching hers at that very moment was his lips. He kissed her ear lobe before shifting ever so slightly to get his mouth right next to her ear.

"If you want me," he growled softly, "take me!"

Brain. Shut. Down.

Alison blinked once at Longshot as his growl still echoed in her ear. The fingers on his shoulder tightened reflexively.

No thought was involved in her decision to use that grip to roll them both over. No thought was available. Her body just reacted and she pinned him to the bed with a hard, deep kiss as she straddled his hips and slid down onto his erection.

He'd invited her to take him how she wanted him. She was certainly not going to waste time thinking about it.

He grinned wolfishly when he felt her fingers dig into his shoulder more. It didn't hurt him in the least; it just made him go harder.

Then he was suddenly looking up at the ceiling. He decided they really needed a mirror up there, but that thought vanished once Alison pinned him down. Anybody else would get a violent reaction. Not her. He wanted this from her. They were crazy about each other, and this proved it.

He wrapped his fingers around the back of her neck to keep her lips on his as he bucked up into her. He wasn't in the best position to get much power into that. So, he shifted his legs to get his feet flat on the bed.

Sometimes she just wanted to be close, soft, and caressed. And then, sometimes, she wanted fingers digging into her skin and rock hard muscles straining underneath her. Fortunately, her husband was very good at giving her what she wanted.

It didn't take much to guess which one she was reaching for right then.

She arched her back, leaning into the kiss harder even as she pushed back to meet his thrust. She braced her knees on either side of him and met each one with equal force.

Longshot would give her whatever she wanted whenever she wanted it. His fingers on her neck reflexively dug into her skin as he bucked his hips up into her.

Breathing would become a problem sometime. He didn't care. He didn't want to breathe. He wanted his wife.

He grunted against her mouth as his other hand rubbed a hard path down her back next her spine. Until he ran out of spine. Then all that was left was to grab her ass.

Every time he made that sound, a shiver ran down her spine and the muscles low in her belly clenched. Want him.

Her lips curved into a hungry grin and broke the kiss as a result. Her lips never moved far as she sucked in a ragged breath and ran her tongue along his bottom lip, nipping it carefully with her teeth.

She growled softly at the hand grabbing her and she bucked down harder against him.

He grunted again as she came down harder on him. If he had the mental capacity at the moment, he would have noted he really needed to remember how to get her to do this. They had another holiday in a month...

... however, his mind was fogged with lust. He wanted Alison every possible way. She may have been careful nipping his lower lip, but he was less so kissing her. His tongue plunged into her mouth as his hips pushed up harder.

One very good thing had come from Longshot's stint as a musketeer. That kiss was proof.

Soon, she would have to move away from his mouth in order to get a better angle. Wanted to push harder. But, for right now, she moaned against his mouth and squeezed his shoulders tightly.

Want, want, want.

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