Let's Test That Theory

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Bare limbs tangled underneath white silk sheets, they were unsure of where one body started and the other ended. Their comforter had been discarded to the floor, surrounded by every article of clothing they'd had on before they got back to the hotel last night. Dinner had been filled with longing touches underneath the table and sultry looks mingled with sly words. It was a miracle they managed to make it back to the hotel room nearly a block away before tearing off each other's clothing.

"Christopher, I need to use the bathroom," Zoe pleaded to her mostly unconscious husband, trying desperately to pry his arm off of her. He hugged her to his chest from behind, face hidden in the crook of her neck. She knew he heard her since a barely audible whine left his lips, a huff of air tickling the shell of her ear. "If you don't let me up you won't be getting anything for twenty-four hours," His tattooed arm instantly loosened from around her naked torso, a victorious smile on Zoe's face as she stood up from the bed.

Christopher opened his eyes to watch her retreating figure with a tired euphoric smile. "Christopher!" He shot out of bed over her loud exclamation a few minutes later, pushing open the bathroom door. Zoe stood in front of the floor-length mirror with parted lips, motioning for him to come closer. "Take a look at your work," With a cocky smirk, Christopher took in over two-dozen hickey's covering her body from head to toe. But his favorite part was the impression of his rings all around her throat.

Last night came back to him in steady waves, remembering the countless hours of time they'd spent all around the hotel room. The kitchen, shower, and living room included. Hell, he'd even had her pressed up against the ceiling to floor windows in their bedroom. Despite getting the penthouse suite, they were more than positive that anyone and everyone in the hotel knew Christopher's name. To be completely honest, they were surprised that they hadn't gotten a noise complaint yet.

But, they'd only been there for three days, they still had eleven left.

"If you're expecting an apology, you won't be getting one," He winked slyly, walking past the mirror when something caught his eye. While Christopher chuckled slowly, he sauntered back to his original spot. "It looks like you should be admiring your work," Zoe turned to him in confusion, gasping loudly when he turned around. Red lines marked up his entire back in a mixture of long and short scratches. Her eyes widened, scratching the back of her head with the same acrylic nails she'd used on him last night. "Apparently I'm married to a masochist,"

"Oh don't act like you don't like a little pain," Zoe quipped back, wiping the smirk off of his face in place of one on her own. Christopher shrugged as if to say you're not wrong, causing her to laugh a little. "That makes two of us," She kissed his cheek on her way past, intending to go get dressed for the day. He seized her upper arm before she could even get two steps in, yanking her backward a little rougher than usual. Zoe's back was pressed against the wall in a second flat, one of his hands wrapped around her throat and the other pinning her wrists above her head. Christopher stared down at her with a wicked smile, pressing his forehead to hers.

"Let's test that theory, yeah?"

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The city of love with my love

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Nothing compares to your beauty

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"Sore, princesa?"

His cocky tone rang out over her ears, not even having to look to know that a smirk accompanied it. She'd been limping for the last hour of their expedition around Paris, a side effect from this morning's events. Sticking her middle finger up without turning,  she rolled her eyes at his childlike giggle. An arm was quickly slung around her shoulders, pulling her into his side with his lips finding purchase on her temple. Despite her best efforts, the corners of her mouth turned up into the smallest smile possible. 

"There's that smile," Christopher squeezed the soft exposed strip of skin between her shirt and trousers, causing her to squirm slightly. Zoe smacked his chest when he continued to tickle her, causing her to run into another person on the sidewalk. "Oh shit-" He yanked her back into his embrace, holding her tightly in front of him while the man she almost hit yelled at them in French. "We should probably go," Christopher giggled, pulling Zoe further down the sidewalk where he took an abrupt turn into an abandoned alley. Zoe burst into laughter, trying desperately to keep up with his longer strides. 

"Mi vida, slow down!" Zoe giggled, Christopher turning in front of her at the last second. She ran right into his chest, his arms locking around her almost instantly. "You know that's going to be all over the internet tomorrow, right?" Christopher chuckled, only imagining the way passerby's that had recognized them were going to spin the story. He tucked away a stray strand of hair that was blowing in her face, obstructing his view of her. "I can see it now, 'Zobeida Vélez pushes man during honeymoon before running away with her husband'." 

"I'll never get tired of hearing you call me your husband," A goofy smile too big for his face appeared on Christopher's lips, Zoe looking at him with nothing but love in her eyes. With a sing lift, he pressed her up against the brick wall, her legs wrapping around him. She cupped the back of his neck, sliding her fingers into his hair as she pulled him closer. "Can I kiss you?" Zoe whispered, her lips practically already on his. Christopher swallowed thickly, nodding as if this wasn't the millionth time they'd kissed. She wasted no time in doing so, kissing him like he was her very own container of oxygen. 

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A/N - This song makes me want to do reckless and random shit with my nonexistent significant other at 3 AM :(

Like, I have a whole list of stuff I want to do and nobody to do it with. Maybe I'll find someone at college ;)

ANYWAYYY-

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