Greer/Olivia
"I am not having sex on the toilet."
"Why not?"
"What do you mean 'why not'?!"
"It's not that big of deal, it's just a washro--Ow!"
Olivia smirked wickedly in triumph as her husband doubled over to grip at her hands which were twisted into his sides where she'd just pinched down. "Go stink up the washroom you great brute then afterwards maybe I'll still consider the sex - but only on a clean surface."
Raising up, Greer chuckled and gathered his wife to him. "I don't really have to go," he admitted quietly and nipped at her earlobe. "I just wanted to see if you'd do it."
She scoffed before leaning into him with another smirk. "I think the kitchen counter's free - since you're feeling adventurous."
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