[for Maladicta] Belated wedding presents.

[dogbitesman]

The island had not, as yet, interrupted his honeymoon, such as it was, given that they still had to fetch supplies from the Compound periodically, which rather detracted from the sequestered nature honeymoons were meant to have, generally. But it wasn't so bad, at least they were only minor breaks in the... sequestering

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[dishabille_mal]

Maladicta had taken advantage of her turn to venture to the compound for much. Needed. Sustenance and varied other supplies to take a quick shower. While this was essentially a fruitless endeavor, or would become so in probably the next seven minutes or so, it was still one that would make what happened in and then after those next seven minutes more enjoyable. She grinned as she headed up the hill, spotting her recently-betrothed now post-betrothed1 on the porch and, wet hair swinging along her collarbone, raised one carton of pilfered kitchen goods in greeting.

1Husband.

[dogbitesman]

William smiled back, and it did indeed verge on a grin as he stood up to meet her.

"You had a shower," he observed, intercepting her as she reached the porch and sliding his hand under her wet hair to lift it up some. "Good idea. Maybe I should have gone with you."

[dishabille_mal]

"Mmn," she hummed, closing her eyes briefly at the initial contact. "Next time. I'm not showering again unless I'm really a mess, though," she added, leaning up to bump her mouth against his chin before sliding past him.

[dogbitesman]

"Well, we'll work on that," William said, rather cheerfully following after her and then dipping down put one arm behind her back and the other behind her knees so he could peremptorily scoop her off the ground.

He was aware you only really had to do the threshold thing once, but he enjoyed it.