Danny's hands travelled forward to hold her hips as they kissed. Carefully moving away from her lips, he began to kiss down her throat, Lili whimpering as he burrowed into her neck. When he reached the base of her throat, he began to kiss and nibble again, only to pull away when he tasted something chalky. As he looked up to question her, he noticed a short burst of pain cross her face. "Are you wearing make-up or something?" Danny looked confused as he stood up to ask her. Lili's hand flew up to her neck, forgetting about the bruise. She'd used the most pale concealer she could find in one of the guy's make-up bags in an effort to hide it. Danny saw the guilt in her eyes as she reached for her neck. Looking into her eyes again, he picked up her wrist slowly, peeling her hand away from her throat. Her fingers smudged the makeup as he took her arm away. Purple sunk through the lines she'd created with her fingertips. Danny looked terrified. Sadness washed across his face as he knew she was hurting. Holding her shoulders, he watched her lower her head in shame. "Lili? Baby, are you okay?" He asked as she looked away from him, her short bangs only just covering her eyes. "I'm fine, Danny." She whispered in response, trying her best to hold back the tears. He could hear the choke in her voice as she said the words.
Pulling her into his chest, Danny held her as she began to cower. After she'd stopped shaking, he held her hand in his, slowly walking her towards another corner of the room. When she looked up, Danny was behind her, with his hands crossing around her waist again, she stood in front of a full length mirror. Danny's fingers slowly latched into the bathrobe's belt. Undoing the large knot in the front of the robe, he released the belt slowly, watching it open. Lili stood completely still, looking at him undress her in the mirror. Danny's hands moved to her shoulders again, slipping the robe off of her arms, kicking it to the side as it landed. He gazed at her in the mirror, tracing his eyes over her body. The bruises started at her hips and went up, spiralling round to her back. Turning her slowly, he followed the off-coloured patches up her spine, side, shoulder blades, and then to her left shoulder. Lili looked back at herself in the mirror, watching his eyes as he examined her. Turning again to face forward, Danny placed his hand on her waist, pulling her back, with one arm holding her to him. His other hand slowly stroked at her throat, removing the makeup to reveal the bruise in full.
"I'm sorry." He said, knowing what he'd done. He was disgusted with himself. Kissing the back of her neck as an apology, Danny released his grip. He stood behind his wife, helpless. Lili took her eyes off of the mirror and turned to face him. "Don't be." She replied, stretching her arms up to circle around his neck. Danny kissed her again, but this time carefully. Lili felt him press against her through his boxers, he needed this. As she pushed her lips against his, the kiss became more passionate. Danny knew she was on her tiptoes, trying to reach his height. He picked her up to make it easier, straddling him, she wrapped her legs around his waist. They needed each other. Danny's arms held her closer to him, one against her back, the other underneath her, holding her up. As she clung to him, Danny walked over to the couch and laid her down, taking off his boxers and letting them land on the floor. He was harder than she thought, and bigger than she'd remembered. As he climbed on top of her, he kissed her. Lili opened her mouth, his tongue moving and circling around hers. Danny moaned as she writhed beneath him, groaning louder as she ran her hands through his hair, pulling at it, teasing him. She knew he wanted it as much as she did. Their lips separated briefly, Lili gasped for breath as he burrowed into her neck again, biting and kissing at the bruise again, making sure it lasted. "Danny... please..." She mumbled, as he began to kiss at her breasts. Not paying an attention, Danny kept kissing, making his way down her chest. Pushing her bruised hips against the couch to keep her still, Lili bunched her fists in his hair and moaned as he kissed down her stomach, getting dangerously close to her core. Taking his hands away from her, Danny kissed at the bruises again before grabbing Lili's wrists from his hair, pinning them down at her sides. "You're in for a treat baby. Tell me what you want." He growled at her. "Tell me!" He barked at her, anger and passion tinged in his voice. Shaking as he breathed, Lili whispered "Please, baby". "Please what?" Danny snapped, looking at her as she trembled. "Fuck me."