Sophie scowled at the floor where a large stain had appeared almost overnight and then, she glared at the frog near the stain, which had most annoyingly turned into a frog just moments before Sophie's infamous temper got the better of her. Howl laughed softly and wrapped his arms around Sophie, kissing her neck gently. Sophie turned around, looking guilty, and tried not to mention the frog on the table behind him. However, her wish was not to be, as it was the first thing Howl mentioned, though in his own way.
"You know, it's going to take some time getting Tibbles back," he said with a grin
"Well, then it's a good thing you said that you didn't like him and that I'm going to be away for the weekend. So you'll be the one explaining to Michael what happened to his gift from Martha." Sophie smirked at the expression on Howl's face
"But... but... you're the one who-"Howl was forced to stop his stuttering one the unfairness of it all by Sophie pressing her lips to his own, which he readily kissed back. They stayed this way, until Howl leaned over and gently licked her lips with his tongue, asking permission to take things further, Sophie granted, and opened her lips. Their two tongues dueled, showing each other's love.
Sophie let her arms roam his back and as she found the hem of Howls rough shirt, his mouth left hers and he began trailing kisses down her neck. Sophie moaned in pleasure, each kiss was like a bomb on her skin, exploding and sending her flesh on fire.
And Howl was no different. Sophie, by this time having been able to take his shirt off, ran her hands up and down his chest, back, and waist, exploring every dent, muscle and scar. She bent down as Howl kissed her neck and ran kisses upon his lean body, and hesitantly, her tongue followed in her exploration of Howl's body. She licked his torso playfully and she looked up to him, watching his reactions.
Thankies go to Judy, for being such a great beta-reader!!!!