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"hm, you smell good."
luara smiled, digging her lip gloss back out of her handbag, "i should. this shit was expensive."
neymar chuckled, sliding his hands around her waist, pressing his lips to her bare shoulder.
"neymar," she warned, pausing before she unscrewed the lip gloss, "go away."
he rolled his eyes at her in the mirror, moving her hair over her shoulder to give him better access to her neck, peppering soft, wet kisses to her skin, "shut up."
she shrugged her shoulder to try and get him off, "not now. i'm not ruining my makeup for you."
"why not? i'm your husband." he tightened his hold on her, running one hand down her thigh and taking the strap of her dress between his teeth, slowly dragging it down her arm.
she tutted, "do you want me to look good for you, or what, huh?"
he ran his hand back up her thigh, digging his fingers into her skin, "you always look good for me. you treat me so good, don't you?"
she rolled her eyes, shaking her head with a slight chuckle, "get away. we have a reservation that i am not being late to. it's my honeymoon too, i want to at least eat good food."
"yeah, exactly, it's our honeymoon. we should spend it making love, not going to fancy ass places when i can take you to even better ones after this." he licked over his bottom lip, biting it clean as his fingertips reached her panties, but she was quick to grab his wrist, pulling him away.
"fuck off, go sit over there and wait for me." she pulled her dress strap back up, and pushed him back with her other hand.
he huffed, stepping back and gazing over at her. his eyes raked up her figure, pants growing tighter and tighter as he did so. all he wanted to do was strip her of her little black dress and make love to her all night, but he knew that she wanted to go out, something that hadn't done since they got there, so he sat on a chair behind her, staring at her through the mirror.
she paused before she put her lip gloss on, and squinted her eyes at him through the glass. she unscrewed her lip gloss, "you gonna give me a kiss, baby?"
he was quick to stand back up again, grabbing her by the waist and pressing his lips to hers in a slow, lustful kiss. he cupped her jaw with his hand, bringing her in for another kiss, grounding his hips into hers.
she pushed him away with a laugh, bringing her gloss up to her lips, "go away now."
just before he could whine and not let her out of his grip, his phone began to buzz in his pocket. he sighed, digging it out, his friend's name lighting up the screen.
"i love you, sexy." he grinned, stepping back into the chair behind them.
