Cam raised a brow at him, reaching up to unbutton his shirt when she caught him struggling. Right now, everything felt so sensitive - stupidly sensitive. She wasn't sure why. Maybe it was just because they were knew nerves, and she wasn't used to them. But, admittedly, better scared her a little bit. How could it be better? "Better?" She repeated quietly, her head slightly cocked. "Better... how?" She asked with a little chuckle, gently pulling his shirt off his shoulders and chucking it to the side with a soft hum.

...

Cam ran her hands gently up his chest once she'd pulled his shirt off him, drawing patterns before nodding slowly at him. "It feels like you're... I dunno. It feels like you're trying get me right on the edge, but it doesn't go anywhere. Does that make sense?" She whispered with a chuckle. It'll just feel great. Later, once they'd started. She still didn't fully understand. However, if it got better than this... that was pretty damn good.

...

Camery gave him a sheepish chuckle, admittedly still caught on on the whole better thing. Scary, is what it was. A small grin split her face, and she kissed him back more than willingly. "I love you more," she whispered. She kissed him back as firmly as she could, already completely melted under his arms.

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Camery Valatieri

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Camery let out a soft chuckle after a moment, leaning up to press herself against him. She had to admit, this whole wing situation was... frustrating. No matter how she shifted, she couldn’t find a comfortable position on the bed, and bearing any weight on them was out of the question. That hurt. Hell, even the slightest knock against the plain had sent white-hot pain searing through her. She had a feeling that if the wind was too strong, that’d be agony too. She wasn’t sure why it was so bad—maybe because they were brand new. She could only hope that once she got used to them, once the skin hardened a little, they’d be more bearable. Hopefully. When he reached for her bottoms, another chuckle escaped, and suddenly, heat flooded her entire body. The gentle golden glow of her magic radiated from her like she was her own sun. It happened sometimes, when happiness swelled in her chest, when emotions surged so strongly they triggered something deeper. Moments like this, when it really hit her—she was married to this incredible man. Someone she had vowed to protect, to love, until her dying breath. She pulled back slightly, her brows knitting together as her hands cupped his cheeks. "You're so perfect, you know that?" she murmured, stealing the moment to shimmy out of her bottoms and wrap her legs tightly around him—ensuring he wasn’t going anywhere.

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Camery chuckled lightly after a moment, her eyes light. She sort of held a hand up, a low-key glow surrounding it. "You make me like this," she murmured softly. She lifted her head as his hands entwined into her hair, and she couldn't help her soft hum as his lips pressed back to hers. She parted her lips a little for him, although squeaked a little as he slipped his hand though her underwear. Her eyes followed the fabric scrabs as they hit the floor, her blush only growing heavier.