A Hotel in Mexico | Wednesday Afternoon

[knife_bender]

It had been a really, really good honeymoon so far. Sure, they hadn't found any untouched ancient ruins to explore and potentially break, but they had been to the beach a lot, and seen some truly awesome views.

And there was also the part where they'd occasionally spend a day not leaving the hotel suite, like today. Those days were just as good. Shame it'd be over in a few days.

"Look, this food has been great," Diego said, looking over the room service menu. "But I'm actually kind of dying for a cheeseburger right now."

[For the wife!]

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[knife_bender]

Diego grinned, leaning back against her. "Well I suppose I can order the food pantsless."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"You can also eat it pantsless," Annie pointed out helpfully, nuzzling along his neck.

He could also order it with Annie doing her level best to distract him on the phone, so good luck with that.

(At least they'd chosen a popular enough honeymoon destination that the staff here was definitely used to couples acting like this?)

[knife_bender]

Oh, the staff had to have seen some horrifying things for sure.

"If I order something weird by accident it's your fault for distracting me." But he was tilting his neck towards her, so obviously he didn't care that much.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"I will happily take that blame," Annie assured him, and that seemed like an opportune moment to shift from kissing to a light bite, just to make sure she had his attention. "I mean, I kind of see that as one of my chief wifely duties -- distracting you."

To be fair, she had also seen it as a girlfriendly duty, and then a fiancée-ly duty, too.

[knife_bender]

Diego huffed, smiling as he valiantly tried to focus so they wouldn't starve to death. "I'm not downplaying your skills, but it's not exactly hard to distract me."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Give yourself some credit," Annie chided. "You can be very focused when you want to be."

Want being the operative word, and don't mind Annie shifting around to his side so she could drape her bare legs across his lap. Just to help with his focus, okay?

[knife_bender]

"That's sweet of you to say," Diego said, running his free hand over one of her legs. He spent another moment on the phone before tossing it to the side. "There. You better hope I didn't get you something gross by accident."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"I don't think they even have anything gross here," Annie replied, having mostly behaved herself during that additional moment he'd spent on the phone. She had restraint sometimes. Just meant she had to lean over to kiss behind his ear now to make up for it a bit. "And if they do, it's just part of the adventure."

Like the sunken treasure or whatever they still hadn't found. They still had days left here! It was possible!

[knife_bender]

"You say that now," he said, leaning up to kiss her again. "Wait until, like, it's live octopus."

RIP Timothy.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"If a live octopus arrives outside our room on a plate," Annie murmured between kisses, "we're releasing it into the ocean and going out for tacos or something."

Hey, at least she didn't know the name of the other octopus that her former coworker had -- uh, befriended this year. That helped with, like, not ruining octopodes forever.

[knife_bender]

"I like that plan," he said softly, sliding his hand further up her thigh. "That would involve wearing pants, though."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Could probably get away with just swimsuits, and that barely counts as putting on clothes," Annie pointed out, shifting so she could straddle his lap. "And it would be for a good cause."

Good causes, even. The good cause of prolonging that octopus' life, and also the good cause of not having to eat that.

[knife_bender]

"Man, I married the smartest person on the planet," he said, placing his hands on her waist. "How did I get so lucky?"

[defenderofdesmoines]

"By asking," Annie pointed out with a soft smile, sliding her arms around his neck. "Which makes you pretty damn smart, too, if you ask me."

[knife_bender]

Diego leaned up on one of his elbows so he could kiss her. "Just two smart people who married each other."

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie kind of melted into the kiss, reaching her hands up to cup Diego's face with a soft, happy sigh. "This has been so nice," she murmured. "The trip and everything, I mean. Getting to, like, settle into the idea together. I get why people go on honeymoons."

The general lack of pants was also pretty great, but they didn't have to go to Mexico for that. Though it was nice to know they could be loud and pantsless and generally sort of disgustingly in love with each other and then never see any of these people again. Much better than in Fandom, where she was best friends with their closest neighbor.

[knife_bender]

"Maybe we make it a thing," he suggested. "People always take a week or two off for their anniversary, right?"

[defenderofdesmoines]

"We can go somewhere different every year," Annie agreed, clearly loving that idea.

Again, they would likely refer to this trip using a different term once it actually rolled around next year.

"Remember when I had to, like, sell you on the idea of vacations?" Annie reminded him, bumping her nose against Diego's. "Before Hawaii?"

To be fair, Hawaii had been a real strange vacation, as far as these things went.

[knife_bender]

"I was young and didn't know any better." Yup, that less-than-two-years-ago Diego was so foolish. Didn't know a thing.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"I'm glad I could be a part of your continuing vacation education, then," Annie decided, sliding her legs out long along Diego's so she could stretch out beside him and wrap an arm around his midsection. "I think it helps having activities besides all the sex and sun, too."

...though those were mostly what they'd been up to on this particular trip. Haunted tombs or whatever were totally still on the table, though!

[knife_bender]

"But the sun and sex were the best parts, right?" Diego asked, nuzzling against her neck.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Not even a question," Annie assured him with a soft laugh, arching her neck a little to assist there and curling a foot against his leg. "They would be the best parts even if we like, found Atlantis while snorkeling."

It was their honeymoon; sex should be the best part. (The sun was just kind of benefitting by association here.)

[knife_bender]

"Wow, now that's high praise," he said, placing a light bite against her neck. "Better than Atlantis?"

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Are you disagreeing?" Annie teased, her breath catching on the bite. "Married sex is great. And Atlantis might be a dump."

[knife_bender]

"If it wasn't a dump before it went underwater, it is now," he said, laughing. "You're right--married sex is great."