[ He gives an over-dramatic sigh, but there's a well humored smile on his lips - this little bit of poking fun at each other just part of who they are together. Fun, light, contented. ]

There is a difference between 'adventure' and 'life becoming unnecessarily difficult'. [ Flopping back a little, he props himself up with one elbow, head tilted as he watches the fabric of the shirt inch up. It amazes him, really, how he notices small new things about her every day - new quirks, new mannerisms she has, new freckles here and there as well - and they all seem to just pile up, filling him with a warmth that he can only really pin down as admiration. A wide smirk pulls at his lips, a little sly, and he holds out a hand to help her into bed as she approaches. ]

If it would bring milady pleasure, I might be able to arrange that. [ Tone a little silly, but the relaxed laziness of it speaks of his want to just pull her close and spend the day tangled with her. His head tilts to lean into the hand in his head and after a moment he shifts to give a kiss to the palm. And pauses to think. ]

So long as we're indoors.

[ That's a must. ]

And it's not terribly cold.

[ Double must. ]