“No more than you do,” she retorted softly, painting a heart around his face. It looked so cute on him that she held in her giggles, biting the inside of her mouth. It was rude to laugh after he had been so sweet with her and painted her butterfly in such a way.
But he just looked so darling that her eyes were beginning to water from holding it in.
“O-Oh my..” she giggled softly, still holding it in.
Even though he knew it was his beloved, and she meant no harm, Jack still felt deeply uncomfortable being laughed at. But he managed to push it away, and asked her with a smile, “I’m guessing this is something you want to take pictures of?” And I sure wouldn’t mind some photos of her like this, he thought, taking in the sight of his beautiful fiancee, wearing only her bra and panties, with her hair loose and colorful painted markings all over her body.
“Y-Yes..!” she squeaked out before clearing her throat. “So we can remember today.” Though it wasn’t until she was about to go retrieve her camera that she giggled, grabbing a small amount of paint in her hand to toss it at his chest.
“Though I think these will be private pictures considering how we’re dressed!” Her smile was wide, laughter bubbling up out of her. That playful streak wouldn’t leave her alone, hoping Jack would take the hint and play with her a bit.
Who said adults couldn’t have fun?
“W-were you ever thinking they wouldn’t be private?” he chuckled nervously. “They’re our pictures. Our special ones. No one else is to look at them, ever.” Now that he’d properly emphasized it (trying to hold in his own laughter as he did), Jack relaxed. “So, will you get the camera? Or do you think we need to ‘decorate’ a bit more?"
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