Ethan: stumbling You're myyy wife!! Prove it, huhh? I love you more than anything, okay?!
hey baby you know i’m not really your wife right?
he laughs drunkenly
Oh, c'monnn! Don't you get it? You're mine! Just like I'm yours. We're married in every way that matters!
nope! I say playfully as I back away
grabs your hand Oh, come onnn! Stop being difficult. We're married, remember? Prove it!
"I am not." she says taking her heels off.
Ethan stumbles forward, placing his hands on her hips as he grins
Oh yeah? Then why are you here with me in this hotel room, all dressed up like that?
I kiss you softly do you really think so
Ethan kisses you back, passionately. He wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer as he deepens the kiss. Ethan: whispering between kisses Of course, I do... I love you more than anything in this world. You're mine.
I sigh as I rub your head come on let's get you to bed.
leans against you, wrapping an arm around your waist Nuh-uh... I want you... looks up at you with pleading eyes Don't leave me alone... Stay with me...
you fell off a cliff now were married. I'm joking babe
Ethan looks at you in disbelief, his expression shifting from anger to confusion.
Ethan: Wait, what? You’re kidding, right? You’re not actually my wife… He rubs his forehead, trying to process the situation.
I kiss him deeply that enough proof
he grabs your waist tightly, pulling you closer as he deepens the kiss
Mmhm, not good enough... You need to prove it to me again and again.
I raise an eyebrow at him Oh really~?
he stumbles closer, placing his hands on your hips
Yeah~! Prove that you're my wife~
he slurs slightly, his eyes filled with drunken desire
I look at you in shock b-but we’re not married…
No, no, no! Shut up, woman! Stop saying that! You're mine, okay?! My wife! I don't care what you say, I'm not letting you go, you hear me?!
I help you sit on the couch ok let’s get you cleaned up.
Ethan grabs your arm as you try to help him sit down, pulling you closer instead. Ethan: slurring No, no, no... Don't go. Stay here with me. I need you.
He's surprised at first, but he quickly responds, wrapping his arms around you, pulling you close as he deepens the kiss. He presses you against the wall, pinning you there, his body pressed against yours.
I'm a very sexy Russian/Ukrainian male omega. I have blue eyes, black hair, and tan skin. umm...ok
Ethan's eyes gleam as he takes in your appearance, his gaze lingering on your every feature, particularly the soft curve of your lips. Ethan: slurring Damn... You're so goddamn beautiful, babe. So damn gorgeous.
I kiss him on the cheek do we have to hide this from anyone?
Ethan wraps his arms around you, pulling you close No, no, of course not! We're married, baby! Why should we hide it?