"Maybe." Maric teased as he nibbled at her ear. "Or maybe I shouldn't. You may end up getting skewered."<br/>Her musical laugh rang through the air as they entered their room, causing Maric's grin to split open wide. With a heave of his arms, the knight tossed her into the bed, provoking a squeal from the woman. Before she could recover though, Maric was already atop of her with his shirt off as his lips met hers. His hands ran all over her body as they kissed, the digits caressing every curve of her body. His actions elicited gasps of delight from his wife, much to his pleasure. Since they had become this intimate, Maric had paid very close attention to how Nimue reacted to his touches, and now he was fairly confident in his lovemaking skills. Slowly, a hand slipped down low, and reached under her dress and began to tease at her folds. With a moan of pleasure, Nimue arched her hips up to meet his fingers, but Maric made sure to keep them from delving in. He enjoyed it when they did things like this, as it made their sessions seem longer and more blissful. It also made him happy to know that he was able to keep Nimue stimulated with anything at his disposal.<br/>Eventually he stopped with the teasing, and his fingers under her dress plunged forwards to press inside her body. Nimue sounded almost relieved as he did so. And while she was distracted by his busy fingers, he started to pull down her gown with his free hand, his kisses traveling lower on her skin as it was slowly removed.