Camery shook her head at him, a small giggle escaping her. "No," she paused for a moment, shifting so that she was sat on his hips. "I was just admiring you for a moment," she looked up at him, then back down his body slowly. Her fingers trailed down his chest and abs eventually settling by his V-line. "Just admiring your tattoos..." the woman whispered before leaning in to press her lips softly to his jaw, her hips rocking forwards against him a little. Sher lips ran down to his neck, where she placed light kisses. "You can't get away with ripping my underwear off just to cuddle," she giggled.

Camery worked her lips gently along his neck, nibbling the soft skin behind his ear. She pressed herself closer to him, her chest against his as she felt his abs brush lightly against her stomach. She hummed and wrapped her hand into his hair, gently pulling his head further to the side. After a moment, though, she pressed her lips back to his firmly, an excited sort of giggle escaping her.

Camery kept on going for a little while, until she heard him pant against her lips, she grinned and pulled away just a little, keeping her nose close to his. "I love you more," she murmured softly, her head resting softly against his. She did love him more. She loved him more than anything, to hell and back. She ran her lips back down the side of his neck, her hands searching for his wings, waiting for him to ask for something... more.

Camery hummed softly in thought and gave a gentle nod. She sort of shifted the skirt, folding it into itself. She couldn't exactly get it off now, she she supposed it was staying on. She lifted herself off him, her lips finding his as she sank back down.
It wasn't until a few hours later that she'd settled down ontop of him, her breath heaving and her eyes heavy.

Camery relaxed against him after a moment, her eyes soft and her chest still heaving. She took a glance over at the clock. They still had an hour and a half left of the room, and she couldn't help the whimper of complaint that escaped her. Yeah, no way in hell she could go again without being able to walk back. At his comment, though, she chuckled and moved to rest her forehead in the crook of his neck, since his head was tilted back. "You always say that," she mused gently to him, pulling the blanket up and over her shoulders.