[ Eddie pauses when he hears her gasp, letting his touch linger. Chrissy's thighs part eagerly, and he feels himself flush again. Maybe he was wrong to assume she was as innocent as he first thought. But he likes being surprised by her, and when she pulls away again, Eddie's all smiles. He's not exactly difficult to convince, but before he can say anything Chrissy's tugging the Iron Maiden t-shirt over her head, revealing her bare chest to him. It takes a moment for him to gather himself, put words together. ]

Of - of course. I want you to feel comfy. [ He swallows. ] God, Chrissy, you look... Fucking incredible.

[ They move the short distance to the bed, Eddie pressing open-mouthed kisses down her neck and over her collarbone. His hands are cautious as they roam over her breasts, carefully listening for her reaction as his fingertips tease at her nipples. And he can tease her in other ways, too. Just gently. ]

So - quick question. Was it you who put those condoms and magazines in my bag?