Mal's hands would slide to Eli's waist, so much temptation in his mind, what to do, what to do. "Being good is overrated, we're in Hawaii on vacation, plus we're on a beach, alone, at night."
He'd place a kiss in the bend of Eli's neck, "So what shall it be my dear?"
He'd place a kiss in the bend of Eli's neck, "So what shall it be my dear?"