Disclaimer: I own nothing, and only borrowed the characters for a little while.
"This is going to be messy."
Maddy gripped his shirt front and tugged the man toward her. "Shut up Jonathan," she ordered.
He looked like he might protest, but she covered his lips in a searing kiss. He looked slightly dazed when she pulled back. "Now take your shirt off."
It was a fumble of hands as clothes were removed and they navigated the stairs.
Arriving at the bedroom, Jonathan wasn't prepared for when Maddy pushed at his bare chest. Flopping onto the bed, lying on his back, he watched as she reached for his belt. Popping his buckle, she giggled when she tugged it through the hoops and threw it off to the side.
He cut off her giggle when he grasped her hips and pulled her down to the bed, rolling their bodies. Bracing himself over her, he looked down at her form. "Nice to see you taking initiative for once," said Maddy breathlessly.
He pinched her hip. She yelped, mutual arousal sparking.
Lips crashed together, all clothing was gone, bodies tumbled and they soared peaks. Several, in fact.
The following morning Jonathan woke up to the sun streaming through his curtains and a warm weight on his chest. His arm was wrapped around his bed partner as he blearily tilted his head to tray and see her face as memories flooded back.
Maddy's grip on him tightened as he shifted. "Mnghgh."
He had to grin at her pathetic attempt to protest. Amused, he tried to wake her up. Shaking her shoulder lightly, he then pulled harder.
She just burrowed her head into his chest.
Deciding he had nothing better to do quite yet, he decided to stay right where he was. Unconsciously pressing a kiss to her crown, he relaxed.
He hadn't expected to fall asleep again, but the next time he opened his eyes, it was to find Maddy sitting on the bed, a mug in hand and a twinkle in her eyes as she looked down at him. "Good afternoon Sleeping Beauty."
Uncertain of what exactly to say, he went for the obvious. "Is that my gown?"
She neither confirmed nor denied it as she handed him her mug. "Breakfast?"
Sitting up in bed, he took a sip and then placed the mug on the bedside table. "I was thinking of something more along the lines of a shower."
"You're a smooth talker," snorted Maddy.
"Feel free not to join me," he said nonchalantly as he threw the covers back – intentionally covering her – and then walked butt naked toward the bathroom.
Reaching the doorway, he smirked at the silence. "Finished ogling my bum?" he enquired conversationally as he turned.
Maddy swallowed, unclenching her fingers from the sheets and struggled to find words. "Oh sod it," she finally managed.
Rising from the bed, she had a show of her as she slowly tugged at the robe belt, revealing herself little by little.
Standing under the showerhead together shortly after, Jonathan made a show of washing his hair and then turning prepared to do hers when Maddy drew his attention back to the task as she reached down to take him in her hand.
"Focus Jonathan," she demurred.
He did so.
Finito.