So this, at most, is probably a T, if you're aware with the ways of rating. Emery describes Ceony's female anatomy, I suppose. Nothing explicit.

It was his cottage, he did have every right to walk around and snoop. Though, he often expected to walk around the place without having any sort of issue...especially in the privacy department. Ceony changed into her outfits either in her old room or in the bathroom after a shower due to modesty. They weren't married yet, so they still haven't seen each other naked. So when Emery had passed by the slightly ajar door of their shared bedroom and heard humming, he stopped walking and looked through, his curiosity getting ahead of his mind.

Ceony had recently purchased a vanity and was using it to her full extent, but this was the first time he saw her use it for something besides makeup, whatever she was doing. She only wore a simple ivory dressing robe, her hair still slightly wet from her shower. No makeup, just absolutely regular Ceony. His lover. His beautiful, resilient, and absolutely fantastic lover. The ocean color that made up her eyes were absolutely hypnotizing and even if he was standing in the doorway, they were were so intense, drawing him in, but he had self control.

He watched carefully as she continued to not be aware of his presence, looking at herself in the mirror, head moving from side to side. She touched her face, starting from her temples and sliding down to her cheekbones, then her chin. She frowned slightly, as if her face did not give her satisfaction. He was ready to step in and make a comment of how lovely her facial features were, but then things excelarated.

Ceony, without warning, removed the robe, allowing it to fall onto the floor unceremoniously. Emery nearly choked on air, his emerald eyes widening at the sight. Emery had never seen Ceony stark naked. His heart raced ever so quickly, his breathing hastening. His eyes trailed from her feet up to her face, his mind memorizing every curve and crevice of her olive skin. He was amazed at how the light seemed to compliment her features, the soft glow causing her to look like an angel coming down from heaven. His angelic savior.

His eyes raked her body once more as he noticed the small way her breasts melted into her chest, the way her muscles contracted as she moved her limbs- it was just so...human, or perhaps the word he was looking for was feminine. The way her behind just curved so beautifully- it wasn't an overwhelming size but it also wasn't quite flat. It was just right. She was just right. His Ceony, absolutely flawless.

Now he had two choices. He could walk on his merry way, pretending he just never saw this, but the creaking of the floorboards would give away his position. But he couldn't continue to stare at the beautiful creation that was Ceony unbeknownst to her, as she would take it the wrong way and a misunderstanding was bound to happen.

But he just stared, for a bit longer, watching her run her hands down her sides and stomach. He knew she needed her privacy, he shouldn't be thinking of impure thoughts of that sort- not until they were married, of course.

He was about to leave her to it when Fennel ran by towards him and in his surprise, he lost his footing and stumbled into the room. He let out a curse as he fell, just catching himself before his head to land onto the floor with a thunk. Ceony gasped, quickly grabbing her robe and covering her front.

"Emery! Have you ever heard of privacy?" He got up swiftly, glaring at the paper creation that stood by Ceony. He looked to her and she was clearly a mix of emotions, but for the most part, embarrassment was obvious.

She wanted him to see her in the nude, of course, but not yet. They needed to get married and well, all the other small things in-between. Besides, she felt like a very uncomfortable and extremely unsexy mess. She didn't get the chance to exercise yet, and the excessive amount of tea and biscuits she shared with Emery made her feel bloated.

"I..." He cleared his throat, adjusting his long coat. "I heard you humming. I didn't know you were changing. Sorry." Her facial expression softened, realizing his genuine concern.

"It's alright. Just...you know, knock next time." She said, tightening the robe around her, the room suddenly feeling cold.

He nodded at that, prepared to leave but then his mouth acted faster than his feet.

"You look absolutely stunning, Ceony." She blinked at that, as though she misheard him.

"Really?" He took several tentative steps forward until he was just a comfortable step away. Emery brought his hands to her cheeks, cupping them and gently caressing them with the pads of his thumbs.

"What do you mean, really? I mean it." Emery looked puzzled and Ceony huffed.

"I just came from the shower, no makeup, nothing. I don't even have clothes to hide ugly body shape. What are you talking about?" She muttered and Emery stared at her, surprised.

"Ceony, you are a goddess. Everything about you is so divine, with or without makeup, with or without clothes. You are the very definition of beauty." She smiled softly at that, and he continued, deciding to quote Shakespeare, "I do love nothing in the world so well as you." Her cheeks reddened and her smile was wider. She felt a hell of a lot better about herself now.

"Is this how you treat all the women in your life?" She joked, trying to diffuse the situation before they started to head down south.

"If I treated Patrice like this, that would be a whole different story." He responded, stepping and allowed his lips to come to hers. At some point, she stopped the kiss, their noses bumping against one another. The robe had fallen during their little kiss and Ceony bent to pick it up, but Emery stopped her.

"I wouldn't mind if you were naked. There isn't anyone here besides a paper dog." Emery murmured, gesturing to Fennel, who had fallen asleep on the vanity chair and Ceony giggled.

"There is such a thing as too keen, Emery." Ceony responded, picking up the robe regardless and putting it on. "I still need to prepare dinner and I can't do it in the nude. Now shoo." She gently pushed Emery away lightly, smirking. Emery complied, but not before he stopped at the doorway to plant a kiss atop her head.

"That sounds lovely. I'll prepare the table." He walked off into the corridor, but then he turned and looked back to her with so much loving. Ceony felt overwhelmed with the love that came from his emerald eyes. "Oh, and Ceony? I love you."

"I love you too."