[Peter can't help but laugh a little at that, his discomfort with the mirror fading as he smiles at his husband.] I think I've had a few words with him once or twice. A real cad to leave you here on the eve of your honeymoon alone with no company.
[Leo holds out his hand to Peter, just grinning. Happy that his husband is willing to play in the space here with him.]
I know, I'm so lonely. What am I supposed to doooo~? [His voice tilts upward at the end of that before descending into laughter and tugging Peter close.] Pretty sure there are more rooms here, but who said we have to find them all right now?
[He happily takes Leo's offered hand, lacing their fingers together. Laughing again at Leo's tone, yielding to the tug. He wraps his other arm around his husband.]
We have all week. I think we can break in every room. [He dips in to press a kiss against Leo's snout.]
[They've had plenty of time by now to figure each other out, discover what works and what doesn't, what gets the other going. But somehow, Peter kissing the end of his snout always gets Leo a little giddy. Bubbly, fluttery in his chest and it shows on his face when Peter breaks away, the doofiest smile.]
Yeah. Yeah, we can definitely do that. We are definitely going to do that.
We can actually be loud too. [He says with a soft laugh, just reaching up a hand to rest it against Leo's cheek gently.] I just... I'm happy we get to have this, you know? We deserve something nice.
The fact we both liked jumping off rooftops around the same probably helped. [It is a gentle tease at best.]
I keep wondering how I got lucky to find you. [Peter admits with a soft brief laugh. Stroking his thumb idly against Leo's cheek where he let his hand rest. The weight of Leo's hand over his own just softens his expression further.]
[He could drink that expression up and savor it for years. He leans in to kiss Peter again. Already starting to work them backward to the bed, he'll use his free hand to blindly smack his bag off the bed.]
[Peter meets him for the kiss readily as Leo moves them back towards the bed.
Peter does laugh a little amidst the kiss as he realizes what the sound of something falling was. The trip to the bed isn't particularly long as the two likely end up on it together.
He only breaks the kiss to peer up at the mirror.]
Does this mean, you'll see me fucking you with the strap-on-?
[Peter lets his gaze linger on the mirror a moment longer before he shifts back to pressing a few loose kisses against Leo's cheek, then his neck. He noses against his boyfriend's neck, just trying to get both of them going.] Is this going to become your favorite spot next to the pool because of that?
I'm kind of assuming we'll probably- have sex there too.
[Leo closes his eyes, focusing on the feeling of Peter's lips against him, his weight on top of him.]
Ooooh my god do you want to? Because we can totally do that if you want to, oh my god. [Now that Peter put the thought out there, they have to unless Peter absolutely decides he does not want to. But Leo can hope. His hands trail along Peter's back before wrapping around him and tugging him close, bucking his hips up into him once.]
[Peter laughs a little at the enthusiasm, just as eager. Leo can likely feel the reverberation of Peter's laughter against his skin.]
I do, I kinda assumed we were cause- it's like a pool that seems like you have sex in it on a honeymoon-? [That and his husband is a turtle who probably will bask in the pool A Lot.
He groans softly at the bucking of Leo's hips. He moves to roll Leo onto his shell so he can grind his own hips against Leo's. His jeans are suddenly feeling like way too much clothes right now.]
Yeah- yeah you're right about that, it definitely seems like it-
[His mouth cuts off there, being rolled over and grinded down into. He groans back up at that, rolling his hips in turn. God, he wants to do so many things and they have an entire week to do it in. There are way too many pieces of clothes between them for his liking. And god, if Peter manhandling him isn't hot right now.]
[Peter presses another kiss against Leo's neck teasingly. Only letting go of his husband to shed a few layers. The flannel he wore is chunked across the room as he moves to yank his shirt off as well.
The fact he doesn't have to fight a binder off anymore is also a plus.]
Right here. I want you right here, under me. [He needs to actually grab his bag with everything in it, but that's in a second.]
[It's a good view. The perfect view really, seeing Peter on top of him stripping with that speed and need, and then shifting his eyes just a little further and seeing Peter's back in the reflection. Oh this is going to be so, so good.]
Yep. Yep, under you, got it. Staying right here then.
[Peter laughs softly at that, realizing very quickly where his husband's gaze has drifted to.
He is reluctant to roll off of Leo, but has to get the bag. He makes a brief detour to just pull his husband into a kiss, something withe a bit more teeth than necessary, but still full of affection.]
[As Peter pulls him into that kiss, Leo starts to sit up. He's aware of the situation, Peter needs to get the bag so they can get what they need- Sofia Rosalina, to be exact - and he wants to stay in contact as long as he can. If that means sitting up for a few moments, so be it. Peter's teeth around his lip sends a shock down his spine, rolling up against him.]
[He really needs to get these jeans off like, now. But also, kiss. Choices are hard.
Peter hums back at that, relishing in the feeling of his husband rolling up against him like that. He is happy Leo is at least getting both of them up, even if it's amidst the kiss.
He breaks away with a smile.]
I'm all yours.
[He drops his hand to the zipper of his jeans, intending to just unzip them. Only to have a little more force behind it than intended- and breaking it in the process. He holds the broken zipper piece in his hand, and laughs a little breathlessly. He backs off to just get the pants off, embarrassed when he realizes he ripped the fabric too.]
...I- can fix that later.
[Maybe he needs to calm down a little. Or a lot. He kicks off his pants awkwardly as he makes a grab for the bag.]
[Leo watches that and just... grins. Bites at his lip, god his husband is strong.]
I can fix it later, baby.
[And he can - he will at some point, probably while Peter's asleep. But he just watches Peter ditch his pants, that lean down for the bag so Leo can appreciate the lean muscles there.]
Only- if you want to, I mean. It's not even that bad!
[He tore a comically large rip in the crotch in his excitement.
He hefts up the bag, pulling out the harness and assorted things they will need for everything. He is decidedly less fumbling about getting the strap on into the harness and getting the straps straightened up.]
[At least they've gotten the muscle memory for assembling it down without any issue. But Leo's already shifting on the bed watching him, just thinking about that inside him, Peter on top of him-
He squirms a little. He wants to start touching himself, but wants to let Peter do that.]
Have I told you how hilarious and amazing it is you managed to find that in exactly my color?
A few times, but it's.... so your shade of green. [It has yet to stop being funny. Peter can guess neither of them will get over it.
Peter slides out of his boxers, chucking them aside now to actually get the harness in place. He presses the vibe against his clit with an easy familiarity before getting everything else tied back. He grabs the bottle of lube, dropping it onto the bed.
He picks up the remote for the vibe from the bag. He absolutely knows Leo will make an attempt for it.
So, he just places it on his husband's chest as Peter himself settles down on the bed with his spouse. He reaches out to stroke his fingers along the lower plates of his husband's plastron.]
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I was- uh, thinking about seducing you, but- whatever you wanna do is- fine!
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Seduce me? Sir, I am a married turtle. Have you spoken to my husband about this?
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I know, I'm so lonely. What am I supposed to doooo~? [His voice tilts upward at the end of that before descending into laughter and tugging Peter close.] Pretty sure there are more rooms here, but who said we have to find them all right now?
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We have all week. I think we can break in every room. [He dips in to press a kiss against Leo's snout.]
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Yeah. Yeah, we can definitely do that. We are definitely going to do that.
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[He just... smiles up at Peter, rests a hand over his husband's on his cheek.]
Man. How'd I get to be such a lucky turtle, huh?
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I keep wondering how I got lucky to find you. [Peter admits with a soft brief laugh. Stroking his thumb idly against Leo's cheek where he let his hand rest. The weight of Leo's hand over his own just softens his expression further.]
I love you, Leo.
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I- God. I love you too, Petes.
[He could drink that expression up and savor it for years. He leans in to kiss Peter again. Already starting to work them backward to the bed, he'll use his free hand to blindly smack his bag off the bed.]
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Peter does laugh a little amidst the kiss as he realizes what the sound of something falling was. The trip to the bed isn't particularly long as the two likely end up on it together.
He only breaks the kiss to peer up at the mirror.]
Does this mean, you'll see me fucking you with the strap-on-?
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Oh, I'll definitely be able to see it.
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I'm kind of assuming we'll probably- have sex there too.
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Ooooh my god do you want to? Because we can totally do that if you want to, oh my god. [Now that Peter put the thought out there, they have to unless Peter absolutely decides he does not want to. But Leo can hope. His hands trail along Peter's back before wrapping around him and tugging him close, bucking his hips up into him once.]
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I do, I kinda assumed we were cause- it's like a pool that seems like you have sex in it on a honeymoon-? [That and his husband is a turtle who probably will bask in the pool A Lot.
He groans softly at the bucking of Leo's hips. He moves to roll Leo onto his shell so he can grind his own hips against Leo's. His jeans are suddenly feeling like way too much clothes right now.]
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[His mouth cuts off there, being rolled over and grinded down into. He groans back up at that, rolling his hips in turn. God, he wants to do so many things and they have an entire week to do it in. There are way too many pieces of clothes between them for his liking. And god, if Peter manhandling him isn't hot right now.]
Tell me where you want me.
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The fact he doesn't have to fight a binder off anymore is also a plus.]
Right here. I want you right here, under me. [He needs to actually grab his bag with everything in it, but that's in a second.]
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Yep. Yep, under you, got it. Staying right here then.
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He is reluctant to roll off of Leo, but has to get the bag. He makes a brief detour to just pull his husband into a kiss, something withe a bit more teeth than necessary, but still full of affection.]
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Just- Want you right now.
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Peter hums back at that, relishing in the feeling of his husband rolling up against him like that. He is happy Leo is at least getting both of them up, even if it's amidst the kiss.
He breaks away with a smile.]
I'm all yours.
[He drops his hand to the zipper of his jeans, intending to just unzip them. Only to have a little more force behind it than intended- and breaking it in the process. He holds the broken zipper piece in his hand, and laughs a little breathlessly. He backs off to just get the pants off, embarrassed when he realizes he ripped the fabric too.]
...I- can fix that later.
[Maybe he needs to calm down a little. Or a lot. He kicks off his pants awkwardly as he makes a grab for the bag.]
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I can fix it later, baby.
[And he can - he will at some point, probably while Peter's asleep. But he just watches Peter ditch his pants, that lean down for the bag so Leo can appreciate the lean muscles there.]
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[He tore a comically large rip in the crotch in his excitement.
He hefts up the bag, pulling out the harness and assorted things they will need for everything. He is decidedly less fumbling about getting the strap on into the harness and getting the straps straightened up.]
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He squirms a little. He wants to start touching himself, but wants to let Peter do that.]
Have I told you how hilarious and amazing it is you managed to find that in exactly my color?
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A few times, but it's.... so your shade of green. [It has yet to stop being funny. Peter can guess neither of them will get over it.
Peter slides out of his boxers, chucking them aside now to actually get the harness in place. He presses the vibe against his clit with an easy familiarity before getting everything else tied back. He grabs the bottle of lube, dropping it onto the bed.
He picks up the remote for the vibe from the bag. He absolutely knows Leo will make an attempt for it.
So, he just places it on his husband's chest as Peter himself settles down on the bed with his spouse. He reaches out to stroke his fingers along the lower plates of his husband's plastron.]
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