Vegas, querida. Vegas!

[vesper_verde]

Marcelo noticed that everything going on recently was starting to wear on Stephanie. Particularly the fear Vargas brought with him. As concerned as he was about being on a hit list, Marcelo was more concerned about Stephanie falling apart. They needed to get away. After some finagling Marcelo worked out a way for the two of them to spend a weekend in Las Vegas.

He did need to take his father to see the Veridian Dynamics' diamond growing lab, but from there, he and Stephanie could fly to the arid, dry climate he was going to only for her. He booked a Prestige Fortuna Suite at The Palazzo and put on as many extras as he thought Stephanie would enjoy.

It was a spur of the moment trip, so he figured they would be relatively safe. That might get Stephanie to relax some. Marcelo left his Vesper gear at home. Even if he itched slightly to take it with them. Knowing his luck, his father would find it during their stopover, and Marcelo did not want to have to do a lot of explaining.

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[pyroprincess]

"There's a place that specializes in all manner of wonderful body paints. Chocolate, salted caramel, all manner of flavours." She grinned and kissed him again. "Hmm, something seems to be making the decision for us." One of her hands left his neck and trailed slowly down his chest, stomach, and brushing below his waist. "I don't think this is going to want to wait ..."

"Bridal magazines ... you know, we're going to have to set a date for that sometime soon." No matter how relatively private they chose the actual ceremony to do, they'd have to have some sort of society reception. "Soon. Not now, though." She grabbed the collar of his shirt and brought him down for another kiss, this time a little more hungry and aggressive.

[vesper_verde]

"There, too. Definitely." Brevity of words was becoming important. He let out a long breath when her hand brushed below his waist. "Mm. If that did all my thinking, I'd never go to work or patrol."

"Sim, uma data." He stopped groping Stephanie and reached back on the counter top to move his glass of alcohol out of the way. "Right now, a taste of the honeymoon."

As he kissed her back just as hungrily, he worked on getting his pants undone. He hoped that counter was sturdy.

[pyroprincess]

"Tempting." Stephanie replied with a smirk, her fingers molding aorund him a little. "Well, you can that do your thinking right now. We're probably both thinking of the same thing ..." She put her glass of alcohol well out of the way and hopped up on the counter with a deft little movement, grinning as he worked on getting his pants off.

"Marcelooo ..." She said in a low voice, meeting his eyes and hiking up the skirt she was wearing. The tone was a perfect combination of I'm waiting for you and Hurry. She liked the idea of having a taste of the honeymoon very, very much ...

[vesper_verde]

Marcelo just needed his pants low enough. He glanced down to make sure and when he glanced back up Stephanie was hiking up her skirt. He grinned when he saw Stephanie had little else but a skirt on below the waist.

"Querida, love the way you think," he breathed as he didn't let her wait any longer. He kissed her hard as their bodies met. Though he made sure the only hurry after that was the hurry to get her orgasm before his.

[pyroprincess]

The counter was sturdy and he'd managed to make her come twice before he finally did. She pulled away with a broad grin. "Shower. We need a shower before we go anywhere." She laughed and kissed him again. "And then you will need to eat. It could be a long night."

"A very long night." She gave him another kiss before slipping off the counter and sauntering off towards the shower, hips swaying as she walked.

[vesper_verde]

"Sexually mussed isn't the style now?" He asked with a grin. He stepped back to let her get off the counter once their kiss ended. He started to pull his pants up...

... until he realized pants in showers was very unhelpful.

So he shoved his pants and underwear off. He followed after Stephanie, enjoying the view of her hips swaying. "I do give complimentary back scrubbing and hair washing services. If you're not in a hurry, Senhora Shaw."

[pyroprincess]

"Sadly, it isn't." Stephanie replied as she shrugged off her items of clothing, one by one, on the way to the shower. She turned part way so their eyes could meet as he began leaving his own trail of clothing, looking him over approvingly.

"Well, who am I to decline such kindly offered complementary services?" She smiled faintly. "If I didn't know better, I'd think you just liked having your hands all over me." Not that she minded, of course. She was very fond of his hands on her.

[vesper_verde]

Marcelo was stark naked before she was, which was somewhere way before the shower. He still had the occasional bruise here and there from patrolling, but his body looked as healthy as ever.

"Who can blame me? I'm not the one with incredibly soft, touchable skin." He walked up to her and kissed her in the middle of her forehead. Anywhere else, and he might get tempted to not eat.

"I promise to mostly behave myself in the shower. The call of food is a little stronger now for some reason. Also, I can make it up all night long when we come back to the room."

[pyroprincess]

"Your skin is very touchable, I assure you." Stephanie didn't lay her hands too much on him, though, because she did want to see some of the city before they retired to the room all night. She did run her down his arms en route to take his hands and lead him into the shower.

"Mostly behaving is good. I'd almost be disappointed if you didn't misbehave a little bit."

[vesper_verde]

Marcelo gave her hand a squeeze when she took it. "It's all those weird soap things you put in the shower. That has to be it."

He grinned and followed her into the shower. It was a rather nice and roomy shower. So, he didn't have to stick as close as he did. But he kept to his word. He scrubbed her back, handled the washing of her hair, and only occasionally fondled her breasts when his hands weren't busy.

[pyroprincess]

"You have enough of those yourself. I've never even heard of some of those haircare products." She closed her eyes for a second, just enjoying the touch. There wasn't the immediate rush or anticipation of sex, not right now. Sometimes it just felt good to be touched plain and simple.

Though she had to smirk when his hands wandered a few times.

"I see you were being quite literal when you said you'd mostly behave." She grinned at him.

[vesper_verde]

"If you get dreads, and you won't," Marcelo liked playing with her silky hair. It was so different than his. "You'll understand my extensive haircare and needs."

He leaned down to give her a quick peck on the lips.

"Sorry. It's something you'll have to live with: having breasts that magnetically draw my hands to them." He gave her a wink.

[pyroprincess]

"Forget Magneto. Apparently my breasts are the mistresses of magnetism." She laughed and gave him another quick kiss. "I like your hair, though. It's cool." Okay, it wasn't nearly so soft or silky as hers, but she liked it that way. They were fun to play with.

"We should get dried off and go out and get food." She smiled at him. "Or we're going to end up staying a lot longer in here. And I'm hungry now." It'd been whole hours since she'd eaten.

[vesper_verde]

"Yes. Your breasts are that important," he agreed with mock-solemnity. "And your hips. Both are places I need to hold onto."

He reached over and turned off the water. "Go out and get food. I get the best orgasms when you're completely satisfied."

Marcelo pushed open the shower door and held it open for her. "After you. I like the view."

[pyroprincess]

There was only one reply to that, and that was to give Marcelo's ass a firm grab.

"There's certainly parts of you I like to hold onto as well." She grinned. "And I intend to. You'd better eat too."

She snerked ever so slightly as he opened the door for her, making sure to sway her hips a little to make the view even more enticing.

"I think you've said so a time or two."

[vesper_verde]

"I will probably eat the centerpiece on the table I am so hungry," he assured. He hoped it was something floral. Otherwise, he would learn how plastic digested.

He almost forgot to follow her as he watched her hips sway. Then his stomach growled. He scrambled out to dry off.

[pyroprincess]

"I'd suggest simply ordering another starter before dinner instead." Stephanie advised with a small smile. It was really a rather fortunate thing they were so wealthy, as their restaurant bills tended to be highly expensive.

She grabbed a towel and started drying herself off.

"We'll have to decide what we feel like. I have to admit I'm feeling rather carnivorous right now."

[vesper_verde]

"Well, if you're going to be logical about it, I guess that would be better," he agreed diplomatically. Also less likely of sending to him to the hospital. He felt maybe he should listen to Stephanie on that one.

He snagged a fluffy towel and wiped himself down. Satisfied he was dried enough, he dropped the towel to the floor and headed out of the bathroom to get some clothes on. "So, that rules out vegetarian. Hmm. Wolfgang Puck’s CUT is here at the Palazzo. It's a steakhouse, so it would cover your non-me meat quota."

[pyroprincess]

"Good to hear that you intend to be following my advice." Stephanie replied smoothly. "I like the sound of a steakhouse." As much as she often enjoyed seafood and such things, sometimes she had an inalienable craving for red meat. There were few things better than a good steak, cooked rare.

It was something that she no doubt had acquired from her father.

"I can have all I want of you later. And intend to." She grinned at him lasciviciously.

[vesper_verde]

"Then to CUT we go," he agreed as he dug out his clothes to wear. "I'll get our concierge to get us a table."

The room came with their own personal concierge. Marcelo figured why not use the service. And have a couple other things put together now that he thought about it.

He glanced over at Stephanie and smiled. "As always, querida, eu sou sua."