Sage was more than happy to let their kisses go deeper and longer, and he pressed himself up against the girl a bit more when she arched her back to get closer....it was just easier to do it that way, and he certainly didn't mind. He hummed lightly and nodded in response to her question, a slightly sheepish chuckle escaping him. "Yeah," he hummed. "No one's ever touched them like that before," he murmured, though it was clear in his tone he didn't mind. Not if it was her.

Mari kind of moved her legs again so she was comfortable under him, her face still bright red as she gazed up at him. She furrowed her brows a little bit and moved her hands so that they weren't on the scars. "Do you not like it," she asked quietly before pecking his lips gently. She just wanted him to be comfortable... if he didn't like his scars being touched, then that was fine, she didn't have to. Her heart was still thumping, though and by now her legs felt like jelly. She could have sworn she could almost hear Sages heart pumping, too.

Sage hummed and shook his head after she asked the question. "No, it's alright," he reassured the girl. "It was just... different. But not bad." He smiled lightly when she pecked him on the lips, and pressed a deeper kiss to her lips again. "Don't worry," he hummed. "I trust you." Maybe it was a bit cheesy, but it was true ...he let her do a lot of things he'd never let anyone get even close to doing.

Mari nodded to him, kissing him back just as deeply as he did. She didn't want to make him uncomfortable... but she was also a bit surprised with herself that she'd never thought he wouldn't like it... or that she'd never really touched them before. The tips of her fingers gently ran along his back before sighing. "Promise," she asked him gently... he said he trusted her, but trust and feeling were something else. She leaned up to kiss him again, really not wanting to pull away. Her lips brushed his again before letting her head lay on the ground, waiting to see what he'd do next.

Sage hummed lightly and nodded in response to her question. "Promise," he hummed against her lips, before going in for another deeper kiss. It really wasn't a bad feeling....not if it was Mari. He just somehow felt vulnerable, when she was touching them. It was the same if she looked at them, he supposed, or really when they were exposed at all. But he knew they didn't drive her off, and they of course didn't hurt anymore. He stayed there, kissing her, for quite some time, letting the girl run her fingers along each and every scar on his back and hips. He sort of tugged at her dress after a while, asking for it to come off. If she wanted him, like this, then she'd have no problems with it. Once the dress was off, he continued to kiss the girl, spreading his kisses all over and lower than before, before going back to her lips and then flipping them over so she was on top.

Mari nodded gently to the boy... as long as he was happy, it was fine. She just didn't want him to be uncomfortable with her touch... he was her fiance, but that didn't mean he had to be alright with everything she did. She kissed him back, though, her hands still wandering around his back... she wanted to memorize every inch of him... every scar and dip and bump... she wanted to be able to map him out with her eyes closed. As their kisses got deeper, she relaxed into him a little bit, a smile across her lips as she did so... she'd missed just being able to drag things like this out. When he tugged on her dress like an impatient child, she felt a bit of a laugh escape her, biting on his lower lip for a moment before pulling away and slipping it off. She kissed him again, a yelp escaping her when she was flipped over... she just realised how cold it was, without his body to keep all the heat trapped beneath him. She looked a little bit shocked for a moment, her skin tightening in the cold before letting her weight drop onto him, grateful for the warmth he gave her. She ran her hands up his arms, holding onto them at his side before pulling them up to the side of his head. Her kisses got deeper to his lips before running them down his neck and throat, then gently tugged on his belt. "You want to do this out here?" She asked with a giddy-sounding chuckle, her lips still grazing his skin.

Sage was more than happy to play with her for a bit, though once he's turned over and she'd taken a hold of his arms, sort of pinning him down, he felt a shiver run down his spine. It didn't stop either...in fact, it only got worse when she let her lips run down his throat, and a light rumble vibrated against his throat at the touch. He took a moment to catch his breath before answering her question with a nod and a shrug. "No one ever comes here....this is more private than our room, with Silas now," he pointed out, his voice obviously a bit...strained. Besides....out here, there was no baby to wake up if he squealed. And no patients in the other room to know what they were doing. He could squeal and groan all he wanted, and no one would hear. Except Mari, but she liked that...so he supposed there were really no negatives.

Mari listened to him, though while he was talking her lips grazed the sensitive skin on his throat, her hands worked away on his belt before pulling it aside. Her fingers then trailed up his v-line, torso and chest before grabbing his hands again, holding him a little bit tighter as her soft kisses turned into slightly rougher nipping... she'd figured out that he enjoyed that a while ago now, so she let her kisses get a bit rougher as her weight dropped onto his hips a bit. Every small noise he made caused her skin to tingle and hair to stand on its ends... it was cold out, but their combined heat caused steam to rise from them. She'd undoubtedly left a few marks on him, along his chest and shoulders, and of course the soft of his neck... his heavy breathing causing her to rise up and down with him. Soon enough, though, she was more than eager to move on, and the way his body shifted beneath her told her that he was ready too. They went on for a while... certainly longer than usual, anyway, but soon enough her head rested on his shoulder, her breaths slow as she slept. She was still hot, and they were both a little sweaty, but just being together for a little while was... nice.

Sage felt his breath hitch when the girls lips grazed his neck as she spoke, and really getting words out was getting really difficult. He pressed himself up against her hands as they ran back up his body, eyes glittering at her touch. He felt a shiver run up and down his spine when she pinned him down, and she practically dove into him, so it really never stopped. He didn't try to hold any noises back either ....he just wanted to enjoy this. There was no one around for miles, so he could be as loud as Mari made him. Which was sort of a relief ...no one would hear them, they weren't waking Silas up, there was no one to get them in trouble. But, the whole night seemed to fly by...and by the time the sun had started to rise, they were both deep asleep. They'd gone on for much longer than usual, but when he woke up the next morning, he definitely felt good. He could see dark spots covering his chest and shoulders, and no doubt he had a good few on his neck too, which sort of felt like a badge of some sort. He certainly wasn't ashamed of them. He'd left a light mark on Maris shoulder, but it was very light, and she could cover it easily if she wanted to.

Mari slept through the night fairly easily, her breath rising and falling rhythmically. Her hand was still resting in one of his, her head on his chest to keep it off the ground. She woke up a tiny bit when she felt the sun in her eyes, peaking them open a tiny bit. She felt good... light, and it was refreshing. Like a weight had lifted off her shoulders. She moved a little bit to look up at Sage, and flashed a smile his way before leaning up to kiss his lips tiredly, then tucked her head under his chin, a tired grunt escaping her. She drew in a deep breath, enjoying the warmth on her skin, and of course the soft rise and fall of Sage's breath... she looked out to the lake, the early morning sun reflecting brightly off it, tiny ripples disturbing the sereneness of it... it was certainly the most gorgeous sight