I'm With You. ~ Elizabeth Olsen

Room Service.

Y/N POV
The next morning I wake up to kisses all over my face and giggle as she starts to tickle my sides. "Baby, stooop." I whine and she lets up once I open my eyes. I look up at the sight above me and sigh in happiness.  Lizzie in just underwear and one of my t-shirts is one of my favorite sights. I mentally thank Scarlett for including a few of my shirts when she packed for us.

"Good morning Mrs. Olsen." She greets sweetly and my smile grows.

"Good morning to you too Mrs. Olsen. What are we doing awake at 9 am?" I ask just as sweetly and she shrugs as her hands rest on my stomach. "It's your day, so we can do whatever you want." I remind her. She hums in thought before reaching over to the room service menu. She calls the number and orders a bunch of food while I lay comfortably below her, rubbing her thighs. Once she hangs up she leans down to give me a sweet but slightly naughty kiss once her tongue slides against mine slowly. I hum in appreciation as she pulls away.

"We have 20 minutes until food gets here." She whispers and I quirk an eyebrow at the suggestive tone. "I want to make you come." She whispers against my lips before kissing me again.

"Yes please." I whimper against her limps as her hips start to rock against mine. She grins as she leans back and hooks her fingers into my red lacy underwear to tug them off. I squeal when she flips me over onto my stomach and tugs my hips up into the air. "Words would have worked too." I tease as I get comfortable on my knees. She quickly shuts me up after that though.

She manages to do what she wanted minutes before the food is wheeled into our room, just enough time for her to throw on some shorts and for me to hide under the covers until they leave. "You know, I feel like competition is a turn on for you." I tease lightly when they leave.

"Everything about you turns me on. I'm literally never bored with our sex." She says casually and I blush before joining her in the living room once I slip on some underwear and a shirt. We get comfortable on the couch and eat the various foods. I eat the waffles of course even though they aren't as good as mine. "What is your secret ingredient to your waffles, love bug?" She asks with suspicious eyes.

"I don't know if you've earned the rights to that yet." I tease and she scoffs.

"I'm literally your wife." She states and I smile.

"I just wanted you to say it. But okay. I use a little bit of vanilla extract and cinnamon." I share and she hums as she chews on some blueberries.

"Okay, that's genius." she praises and kisses my cheek. We continue to eat and feed each other bites of French toast and pancakes. We snack on fruit for a while too between sharing kisses.

"So what else do you want to do today?" I question once we are both too full to continue eating.

"We can digest and then, uh. I don't know." She awkwardly responds.

"Awkward stumbling through words means Lizzie is afraid to say something." I tease and she rolls her eyes playfully. "You know you can say anything to me." I remind her and she nods.

"Maybe we can try something new." She hints at and I tilt my head in confusion. "In the bedroom." She adds on.

"Oh? And what do you have in mind?" I ask patiently.

"Maybe uh, the thing Mackie got you?" She asks as her eyes travel around the room.

"The strap on?" I clarify and she nods once. "Okay. Fine by me." I agree and her attention snaps back to me.

"Wait what?" She asks and I shrug. "You are down for that? It's not like. Weird?" She asks and I shake my head.

"Why would it be weird?" I ask and she hums in thought.