Drinking By The Mausoleum Door

Mysty's P.O.V Gerard insisted we spend the next three days in bed. But the next morning he woke me with the smell of freshly made spaghetti bolognese. I shrugged on my dressing gown and headed out into the kitchen. Gerard was plating up the food, naked. He put the plates on the table and turned to smile at me. "Good afternoon, sweetheart." He said as he walked towards me. "The dress code at Chèz Gerard is naked." He took my gown off and threw it the way I came in. I laughed as he kissed me, then led me to a chair. "Chèz Gerard?" I laughed as I sat down. "Really?" He smiled as he poured us a glass of fresh orange juice each. "Yeah." He said sitting down. "Why not?" "Are we really going to eat naked?" I asked, shaking my head. He smiles as he picks up his fork. "Why not? We are on honeymoon." I shake my head. "That's your answer to everything." "And?" He grinned. "I have a surprise for you after lunch." I raise a eyebrow. "Oh?" "After lunch, Sugar." I watched him as he ate his food. What's he up to now? After we'd eaten, Gerard led us into the lounge area. He wrapped his arms around my waist from behind. He kissed my neck and pulled me back towards him. I could feel how hard he was on my butt. "What about my surprise?" I asked as he picked me up bridal style and headed for the bedroom. "It can wait." He answered, dropping me on the bed.

Notes

Short filler. Slight writers block at moment. Love as always.xxx