In Charleston, South Carolina

[wheelsy_sheriff]

["I'm exhausted in a good way for once."]



The room is bright even with the curtains drawn when Bill cracks his eyes open.

He smiles to find Kate in his arm, her back pressed against his chest, her arm over his around her waist.

Tightening his hold on her, he pulls her closer and presses a kiss into her hair.

Breakfast will be ready soon (if they haven't missed it already), but this is a good way to be waking up, and he wants to enjoy it a bit.

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[justdidntseeit]

She shifts her weight to her knees; cupping the back of his head in one splayed hand, she places a light line of teasing kisses along his jaw.

"I'll wash your back if you wash mine."

[wheelsy_sheriff]

He turns his chin, and one hand goes to her waist.

"Sure thing. I'll even help you with the front, too."

[justdidntseeit]

"So helpful," she says, punctuating the words with a gentle nip at his earlobe.

[wheelsy_sheriff]

He chuckles, sliding his hand around to the small of her back.

"I'm a nice guy, remember?"

[justdidntseeit]

Her back arches at the welcome touch on her bare skin, and her eyes close.

"Yeah."

Nuzzling his jaw, she breathes in him and this, holding these playful, all too fleeting seconds and minutes tight and close.

"I remember."

[wheelsy_sheriff]

"Y'sure?"

His fingertips trail along her spine, up to the spot between her shoulder blades.

"'Cause I'd be more'n happy t'show you, so y'do."

[justdidntseeit]

Her breath catches.

"Well, in that case ... "

Her mouth moves to his ear.

"Maybe I'm a little fuzzy on the details."

[wheelsy_sheriff]

"C'mon, then. Let's get some hot water goin' an' I'll refresh that memory."

He turns his head and kisses her, smiling against her mouth as his hand glides down low to give her ass a playful squeeze.

[justdidntseeit]

She murmurs in agreement, words lost against his lips.

She can't resist a slow roll of her hips, rocking into his palm.

"I'd call this a good influence."

[wheelsy_sheriff]

He makes his own sound of approval.

Sitting forward, he brings his other hand up to her nape.

"Hm, very good."

[justdidntseeit]

She winds both arms around his neck, her grin equal parts genuine and devious.

"We can make it better."

[wheelsy_sheriff]

Her grin makes his smile wider.

"Oh we can, huh?"

His hands both slide down to rest on her waist.

"How's that?"

[justdidntseeit]

"I can think of a few ways," she says, dragging her mouth to the side of his neck, "right off the top of my head."

Her tongue flickers over his pulse-point.

"Still want that shower?"

[wheelsy_sheriff]

His Adam's apple bobs and he holds her tighter.

"You know I love your ideas."

[justdidntseeit]

She breathes a laugh, low and promising, near his ear.

Her hands wander over his exposed skin, and she begins making good on the first of several of those ideas Bill enjoys so much.