Hi guys! :D (This still takes place around the honeymoon) Also! I'm deciding to post prompt 4 just to get it started. I want the story to not change much as the show goes on and I know if I wait another episode to post it it's just going to get all screwy. So, be on the look out for that one! But I promise, BOTH will be updated regularly. And fairly. So, if one chapter gets added to Boom (my prompt 4 story ;) ) I will add one to three chapters in this one. Sounds good? Thanks so much!

Sorry, this one's a bit shorter. :)

Warning - This one will be M as well, but not like the last chapter.

When she takes a bath, she always puts in too much bubble bath. Always.

"Annie, be careful!" I yelled, hoping she could hear me.

"I will! Don't worry, Auggie, I'm fine!"

Annie, at the moment, was climbing a cliff above the sea level. To say I was an anxious husband…would be an understatement. She was a capable climber, but the cliff had been eroded away over the years and I couldn't see if she had good footholds or not.

"It could topple at any moment, Annie!"

"It won't!" A beat later. "Are you calling me fat?"

"What?"

Instead of answering me, she just laughed and soon I heard a loud cry of success. "I did it! I'm at the top!"

"Great, now walk down the other way!" I yelled from the beach. I was glad there wasn't anyone around, otherwise I'd look like a crazy man, standing on the beach yelling at someone on top of a cliff.

"Why walk?"

"Annie…"

"Cannonball!" She yelled, and I heard the familiar sound of a splash soon after.

"Annie!" I ran forward, trying to hear her come up to the surface. I didn't. "Annie? Annie!"

I ran out into the ocean, allowing the tide to wash over my legs. I frantically listened for her but I didn't hear a sound.

"Annie Anderson, I swear to God if I lose you on our honeymoon -" Although I never finished my sentence because a figure that felt suspiciously like Annie jumped onto my back, almost toppling us both.

"Gotcha!" She laughed.

"Dammit, Annie," I chuckled. I hooked my arms under her legs so I was giving her a piggyback ride.

"You should have seen your face. You looked so freaked out."

"I've had way too many close calls with you. Of course I was freaked out!"

Giggling, she pecked me on the cheek. "I'm sorry I worried you. I just couldn't resist."

"Yeah, sure," I laughed.

"Now, as the sun is setting, I think it's about time we head inside. Ride like the wind, bullseye!"

I raised any eyebrow at her. "You've watched Toy Story a few too many times, haven't you?"

"It's such a good series. No bashing."

And so, I carried her back to the house, leaving the few belongings we had brought with us on the sand. When we reached the porch, I dropped her gently and stretched my back.

"I…am going to take a nap." I muttered, walking into the cool intereror.

"A nap? It's almost time for bed."

"And do you really think we'll be sleeping at bed time?"

"I should hope not."

Laughing, I fell onto the couch, shooing her away.

"Let me have my nap, and then I can entertain you some more later."

Leaning over the couch, she kissed me gently on the forehead. "I'm holding you to that. As for me, I'm going to take a bath."

I sighed, already relishing in the feeling of the soft couch. "I may join you later. It depends on how deep this nap gets."

"Sounds good." She chuckled, before making her way to the bathroom. She left the door open, as I could hear the bath water start. Closing my eyes, I allowed myself to drift slightly into sleep as I heard the familiar noises of Annie stripping off her clothes and the slight bumps of cabinets closing. I was almost asleep when I heard a short shriek. I sat up instantly, my head whipping toward the bathroom and my legs already carrying me there.

"Annie? Annie, what happened?"

"Um, I'm fine, Auggie, just kind of…fell on my butt. I'm okay! Oh, wait, don't come in here, you'll - "

I took one step into the bathroom and only felt a slight wetness against my bare foot before it slid out from under me, my own bottom landing on the floor. I soon felt something wet seep through my swim trunks.

"Oh my God, Auggie, are you okay?" She gasped, crawling over to me.

"I'm fine, Annie," I laughed. "But…what is on the floor of the bathroom?"

"Um…water…and bubbles."

"Bubbles?" I asked, reaching out to find the soft foam. "How did bubbles and water end up on the floor?"

"Well, I was filling up the tub and I had already but the bubble bath in there…I guess I put too much in. I didn't watch the tub and I turned around and…whoo! Bubble heaven!"

I laughed with her, but then suddenly remember an incident that had happened a while ago. "Haven't you done this before?"

"No." She answered quickly.

"No, you did! Danielle told me about it!"

"It was the first time our parents allowed Dani and I to have our own hotel room, okay? It was an honest mistake!"

"You did it in a hotel?" I laughed.

"Don't laugh! It's a mistake that anyone could make!" But she let out a giggle herself. We laughed with each other for a while until I realized something.

"Wait…didn't you already take off your clothes?"

"Yes. Why?"

"So, you're sitting in the middle of the bathroom floor that's flooded with water and bubbles…naked…"

"Bringing a favorable image to your brain, Mr. Anderson?"

"A very pleasurable one." I grunted, crawling over to her voice. I found her slick leg, sliding my hand up to find her pretty much completely soaked.

"I thought we were going to wait till bedtime?" She gasped, as I hooked her leg around my waist.

"Too impatient," I growled. I pushed her backward, our bodies sliding a bit on the wet floor.

"Watch the tub," she slapped my back lightly and I reached forward to find the edge of the tub.

"Sorry."

I wasted no time in slipping my swim trunks off, throwing them among the bubbles.

"You're never going to find them again."

"Don't plan to."

The next hour or so was filled with squeaks and groans as we each got covered with the ever fading bubbles. Afterwards, I laid on the cool floor, feeling her heated flesh against mine.

"We…need to do that again. Let's make it a monthly thing," she sighed, resting against me.

"Please. That was…something else." I was still panting, rubbing her arms up and down. We laid like that for a while until Annie stopped moving for a moment.

"Maybe we should try more things like that." She said seriously.

"You're not hearing me complain," I laughed.

"No, I mean," she shuffled suddenly so that our noses were touching. "I'm sure sex gets to be repetitive for you."

"Um, doesn't it get that way for everybody?"

"Well, yes, but - oh how do I say this? It's just, it never is the same for me because I somehow see you differently every time. I see different environments. But for you, you feel the same things, every single time. So, why don't we do things like this more often? Call it…spicing up our love life."

I couldn't help but laugh at her. "I like the idea. But what makes you think that I feel the same things every time?"

"Don't you? Have you been seeing other women on the side?" She teased.

"Hell no. But I feel new things every time. And not just physically although that is a big part of it."

"What else do you feel?" She asked. I paused, wondering how our pillow - um, floor - talk had turned so serious.

"I feel…love. Every time. But it changes. There are the more intense moments where the emotion comes in short bursts and then there's the low burn where it's constantly spewing. I always love you, it never stops. It's just how it's shown and felt that changes. I feel happy, excited, grateful…"

"Grateful?"

"Annie, if you and Joan hadn't smacked some sense into me all those years ago…"

"You're welcome." She giggled.

"All I'm saying is that every time I have sex with you it's an adventure. But I'm not against 'spicing up our love life' either…" I muttered, nudging her neck with my nose.

"Good." She reached past me, grabbing something off the counter.

"What are you doing?"

"Going online to Target. I'm buying a mass shipment of bubble bath."

Laughing, I fell back onto the drying floor. "By the way, I do too feel different environments. I'm pretty sure I felt the table pressing into my back last week when we had a go in the kitchen…"

"Thank you for reminding me that I have to disinfect every surface in our home now."

All I could do was laugh and grin. And suddenly, I remembered I had made Barber and I sandwiches on that counter just a few days ago.

"Oops."

There we go! Another one! Yay! Want to know what Annie and Joan drilled into Auggie "all those years ago"?…read Boom! When I post the first chapter…also, you know when I said I had a super sad idea that was going to be posted in one of these prompts? It's all being moved to Boom. Sorry! It just works! As always, please read, review, and enjoy!