Liz saw the look in Pavel's eyes and knew without having to look what her soft kisses had managed to do to him.  She smiled up at him, the joy of their love glimmering in her warm brown eyes, and pride in the fact that even after all of these years she could still arouse him like this.<br/><br/>A sly smile graced her lips at his grumblings, a soft throaty purr rumbling up from her chest as she pressed her backside against him more firmly.  There was no blush staining her cheeks, only an innocent expression occupied the beautiful countenance now presented to Alexei and Ingrid as she smiled at them, hope beginning to flare in the hopes that they might actually find passion with one another.<br/><br/>Liz leaned back against her husband, letting her hips sway back and forth just a bit while she pressed her bottom firmly against his groin.  Graceful fingers stroked along the backside of his hand in a tender loving gesture that bespoke of the deep love between them and the comfort she obviously received from touching him.  "Do not fret Ingrid."  She said gently to the Princess.  "None of this is your fault, we simply felt it best to keep the news of your arrival to ourselves until we knew you had arrived safely to us."