"They may not be entirely man, but they still know how to hit a lady"
Damn, Ape men, It's my fault Marguerite, If I hadn't been so far away.."
Nonsense, John. You had no idea they were coming. Besides, how can I have secrets if you watch me like a hawk." Marguerite replied with a smirk and a wink for the hunter.
Roxton's eyes twinkled as he lifted the cold pack off her cheek to check for swelling.
"A little worse for wear, but still breathtaking.." Roxton said as he stared at Marguerite, his voice low and grovelly.
Still?" she replied quietly.
Always, from my eyes." Roxton whispered before he descended and kissed her softly. His hands were on either side of her face as he titled up her head and held her to him. The kiss deepened as she moaned out her appreciation, and his hands traveled to her hips to haul her closer. Her leg lifted on its own accord to wrap around his hips as they forgot the world around them. She broke the kiss to gasp as Roxton slightly ground into her. Her breath caught as he kissed her neck and his hands freely roamed her body. Roxton was surprised when Marguerite initiated a kiss and her hands begun deftly undoing the buttons on his shirt. It was several long moments before either had another thought. They broke apart and rested their foreheads together as they panted in unison. He kissed her again only to stop abruptly. He swore and then quickly re-buttoned his shirt. Planting her hat on her head, Roxton ushered Marguerite out of the clearing and took off at a run.
"What's got you so occupied?" Marguerite asked while running alongside him.
"Well that, my dear, was the sound of a mama T. Rex. And she doesn't sound pleased."
"I don't hear a thing"
Good to know I still have that affect on you." Roxton answered cheekily.
Always." Marguerite whispered with dark eyes.
