Not that comfortable with getting serenaded... [English], nu med kakaomælk

"I think borrowing the Japanese garden for a wedding is just about as expensive as all the plane tickets to Korea..."

"...okay, maybe we need to wait a little, then. Until we have the money." No thinking of relatives or money now. Think of boobs instead.

"Or maybe I should start searching for other japanese gardens and the like in France... We might be lucky there's others big enough than just the one in Paris..."

"Yeah.. I guess there would be... it's probably on the Internet somewhere... but.. weren't we doing something?" A pointed pinch of one nipple.

A soft moan and nod. "Uhuh..." she bit her lip.

"Or.. are you so bored with me that you'd rather discuss gardens?" He tried to feign hurt, but he was laughing so it kind of failed.

"You... You damn well know I'm not."

"Weeeelll... you don't sound that enthusiastic... I'm worried..." he snuck a hand down to play with her pubic hair.

An eager twitch of her hips. "Don't be..."

"..that I'm not sexy enough for you... maybe I need to lift more.. or go get a manicure... or grow a beard.." (she knew well that he couldn't grow a beard. He shaved every fourteen days or so.)

"It'd take you decades to grow one..." she teased with a slight chuckle.

"That's exactly what I mean... maybe you want a beardier man.. secretly..."

"You've seen the guys I've had before. No beards there, either, or the ability to grow one." she grinned and kissed him.

Technically, he'd never seen Obito, but he didn't bring up dead ex-boyfriends. So he just sighed dramatically. "That just mean you crave them more."

"Nah. it means i really dislike them."

"Now my potential beard is insulted. It'll never show." He bit her earlobe because the joke was sorta ... weird. He needed distraction.

"Good thing. I'll keep insulting it until it decides to never even show part of itself every few weeks..." she groaned.

"You wanna intimidate my beard? That... might probably work.."

"I mean, really. What's so attractive about them? All they do is probably getting in your mouth when you're kissing..."

"I dunno.. I never.." he was about to say, never kissed anyone with a beard, but uhm. That was. Uhm. Kinda not right. Even if it was really just stubble. He quickly changed it to "-never thought about it!"

"And food gets stuck in it, too. Ew. Food shouldn't go to waste like that." she prattled on, oblivious to what he'd said.

...phew. "Yeah. That's really gross. I promise my beard will always stay extremely scared of you."

"I hope so." she grinned and kissed him.

Right. Focus on kissing. Mmm, kissing.. could he - yeah, he could play with her boobs while they were kissing. Interesting.

- which elicited a moan from her, and a pleased hum.