Amidst the heated exchange Iris wanted nothing more than to be rid of his clothes, hands itching to pull down his trousers and she couldn’t but whine when he caught her hands telling her to hold on. It was just their luck to yet again be interrupted by something or someone, the first time due to them not really having the right protection and then the second time his friends had tried to get into the bathroom nearly catching them red handed in a precarious position. Biting the bottom of her lip she watched as he stepped away taking his time to make sure no one was around as he brought in what they assumed to be there food. 

Whilst sat upon the sofa she could feel the heat from her skin dropping, calming down slightly as nerves bubbled up realising, she was in nothing but her under garments on the sofa. Insecure about her pale body she rubbed her arms wondering what he thought about her looks, wondering if she looked good enough for him. [color=f49ac2][i]I hope he isn’t put off by my scars. It’s not very ladylike or beautiful[/i][/color]. Finding her thoughts trail to what she believed were her imperfections, the scaring on her leg from the bear trap and then her eyes wandered to her upper arm which had a faint red line from an old scar. An accident that she could barely remember anymore. There was also the fact she didn’t feel well endowed and there were certainly models that had more assets to show. 

Gravitating on the imperfections she shook her head not wanting to focus on it as she watched Cas bring the car of food back in with a smile, telling herself that he probably didn’t care about any of that and she was just being silly as per usual. As he strode back over ignoring the food the excitement returned within minutes, knowing that he probably had the same idea to just leave the food for now and continue where they left off. Without hesitation she grabbed his hand pulling herself off of the sofa to follow him to the bedroom, [color=f49ac2]“I wasn’t that hungry anyway.”[/color] Teasing softly as she headed towards the golden spiral staircase that would lead them to the bedroom above, still in awe over the multi-story suite they had to themselves. It was beautiful to say the least and she had never stayed in such luxury. 

Reaching the top of the staircase she couldn’t help but let out a sigh taking in its beauty, the bed looked soft and full of plump cushions and pillows as if it was already inviting her. There was a beautiful piece of artwork placed above the bed detailing a flower across the board in warm tones matching the colour scheme of the bedding and the lighting surrounding it gave off a wonderful warm feeling to the room. 

Smirking to herself as she glanced over at Cas she sauntered over to the bed pulling him along to her, stopping just in front of the cosy bed she reached down finally removing his trousers which she had been itching to do when he had stopped her early to bring in the food. Heart beginning to race once more as she began to run her hands across his chest wanting to feel every inch of him that she could.