Just an idea

Scene Idea 1

Filler characters: Jynx and West
Jynx: chin length, messy black hair; electric blue eyes; 22 yrs old; several scars on her back.
West: blond hair cut in a fade; bright hunter green eyes; 24 yrs old; set of wings, one an angel wing, the other a demon wing, as a tattoo on whole back.

Jynx laid on the couch, her chest slowly rising and falling with the steady breath of sleep. She was slightly sprawled out, one arm bent above her head, the other across her stomach. One leg resting off the side of the couch, the other fully extended. Her black hair was lying in a messy heap around her face as her long lashes seemed to barely brush her skin. West stared down at her, a loving smile on his face. His bright hunter green eyes couldn't help but travel her body.
Her nipples were taught under her thin tank top which was pulled up to the bottom of her breasts. He assumed it was due to the fact that she was hot after forgetting to turn on the air conditioner. The shorts she wore showed the smooth skin of her thighs all the way down to her ankles, her feet snug in a pair of mismatched ankle socks. It was a sight he often saw but never tired of. Her body was amazing to him and he would often tell her just that. She always smiled and rolled her eyes, never believing him. This woman was the one he had loved for several years and would continue to do so for the rest of his life.
They had married roughly a year ago, but it hadn't felt that long at all. He was ready to start a family with her but wouldn't press the idea upon her until she was ready. He never got tired of hearing her voice or watching as she quietly moved about the house doing what it was she wanted. He enjoyed watching her draw and write and loved when they played games together. He couldn't ask for a more perfect woman.
Jynx began to move around wanting to be more comfortable. She rolled onto her stomach, revealing the many scars West had seen countless times before. But no matter how many times he saw them, it always stabbed at his heart. She had been abused most of her life and had found it hard to completely trust him at first. Over time, he showed her that her scars were beautiful to him, proving how strong she could be.
He reached a hand out, gently tracing a few of the scars. He didn't know which scars came from which relationship, nor dare he ask. Jynx's past was a forbidden place even to herself. As he reached the scars by the edge of her shirt, he could feel her back arch slightly as she mumbled. Leaning down, he put his ear close enough to hear her speak again.
"West..."
It came out as a half whisper and half moan. West bit his lip, trying not to be drawn in my the sounds of her voice. However hearing his name and a few other moans, he began to feel himself getting hard.