Guest Jasmine, you are such a sweetheart. You always leave me the kindest reviews imaginable. Thank you for all the continuous support. This isn't nearly enough to repay you for all your kindness, but since I don't write smut, this was just a little something. :) I hope you enjoy!
Toby found it difficult to read with the eyepatch on. But after fidgeting with it, he managed to gain a better angle. Not that he could really focus, though. The words merely bounced off his brain.
"Almost done?" he called without glancing up.
Happy yelled back through the closed bathroom door. "Keep your pants on. There's a lot of parts to this damn costume."
Waiting was proving to be difficult, the thought of her walking out of the bathroom as an Egyptian queen making him giddy. "I'm not going to be keeping my pants on for much longer," he muttered to himself.
"What did you just say?"
He blinked. "I said I can't wait, lovebug."
Toby heard her mutter a groan.
Their bodies facing each other, laying under the few layers of blankets and sheets, little space between them, Toby's eyes focused in on hers. "Did I tell you how hot you looked in that costume?"
Happy laughed breathily, her face inches away from his. "Not enough."
His finger traced the skin under her eye. Voice low, soft but intimate, the air from his mouth brushing against her nose. "Well it was insanely hot."
"And remember, doc, it's only the first one."
He raised the eyebrow not pressed against the pillow.
A small smirk curved her lips up. "You forget about the others?" she asked in almost a whisper.
Realization crossed his features. "Santa's little helper is coming to pay me a visit. How could I forget?"
"Hope you've been a good boy this year."
He grinned. "Now that's debatable."
"Come on, Hap."
"I already have the costume on."
"But the outfit isn't complete yet."
Happy shot him a glare.
His torso sunk further into the bed, elbows digging against the comforter as his open hands propped his chin. "Pretty please?"
The hint of slight annoyance on her face remained, but she still took the hat in her hands and placed it atop her head.
"There we go!" Toby beamed, "My sexy little elf."
She tugged at the hem of the skirt. "At least this is coming right off."
"You know, I'm liking the rubber gloves way more than I thought I would."
She pushed her hips further against his, diminishing all of the remaining space between them. Her voice was breathy, light, seductive, and oh so sexy. "I have a few ideas in mind of how we could use them."
Toby gently pulled her face downwards, not quite on top of his. Just close enough to feel her eyelashes against his forehead. With a small smirk, he murmured, "And that is why I married you."