Washing

Sylvie smiled as she looked up from where she was sat on the couch reading a book as Kelly walked into the living room with a laundry basket overfull of freshly laundered clothes held against his hip. He stopped at the table and set the basket down as he smiled over at her; he loved seeing her curled up on his couch only clad in one of his old shirts completely relaxed and engrossed in whatever book that she was reading at the time in her hands.

"Do you want a hand?" She asked as she set her book down on the arm of the couch after she slid the bookmark in to mark her page.

"I can fold our washing." He replied casually as he pulled out a t-shirt and folded it as he did seeing as her head snapped up towards him with a look of surprise. "What?" He asked as he continued to fold and pile the clothing up on the table once it was folded.

"You said our washing." She hadn't moved from the couch but her eyes were on him watching for his reaction.

"Yeah, I washed your clothes with mine. I did our work clothes separately though and used that stain treatment you told me about. It saves you having to go home to do it." He shrugged his shoulders as it seemed pointless for her to wash her clothes separately when he was already doing a few loads, and it meant she didn't have to go home if she didn't want too.

She just smiled at him as she unfolded her legs that had been curled beneath her and got up from the couch then made her way over to him, only stopping once she had fitted herself in the small narrow space between him and the table. He stopped folding and wrapped his arms around her pulling her into him as she ran her hands up his arms to his shoulders as he looked down at her still not understanding her surprise.

"Thank you for doing my washing." She leaned up and kissed him. Whilst she was surprised that he had done it so flippantly, she wasn't surprised that he had done it for her because she had done the same although it still caught her off guard as it was such a natural progression for them.

"I did have an ulterior motive, you know? Now you don't have to go home at all." He teased before he stole another kiss from her as she laughed, and he knew that there was a lot of her items at his place just as a lot of his stuff was at hers nowadays.

"I like your ulterior motives." She laughed knowing exactly what he was thinking and she didn't mind in the least. The more time they got to spend together the better. She quickly kissed him again before she turned around in his arms so that her back was pressed to his chest as she pulled one of his work polo tops from the basket and began folding his while he focused on kissing her neck and letting his hands wonder over her body which she thoroughly enjoyed.