"Tony..." she breathes out, cheeks blushing, torn between abashment and arousal at his words. But the vision in the mirror makes her breathing stutter, heat licking along every nerve in her body. One of her hands braces against the counter top to hold herself upright, bending over just a little; Tony at her back, lips at her ear and one hand slipped between her thighs, stroking her under the hem of her pretty yellow dress.

She's always thought they're beautiful together, aesthetically, but the contrast between her pale hair and skin next to his darker coloring strikes her as particularly appealing in the low lighting of the room. With a low moan, her hips roll lightly to rub herself against those wonderful fingers, her bottom pushing into his pelvis in the process. "Unzip me," she murmurs between shallow breaths, chest heaving.