I gaze down at you, head in my lap, looking at peace as we watch the movie we rented. My hand absentmindedly begins softly stroking your hair, and you let out a soft sigh of contentment. I tune out the movie entirely, focusing my attentions on you. Silently admiring every part of you to myself. Your soft, full lips, your delicately soft skin, your bright, deep brown eyes. Oh how I can get lost gazing into those eyes, seeing your love for me shown through them.
My stroking has put you into a state of deep relaxation, almost to that of sleep. My mind starts to drift, envisioning what to do when the movie is finished. Maybe I should go and draw a warm bath to dwell in afterwards. No, you look too comfortable where you are to disturb you, the bath will wait. We will find our way there, holding each other close all the while, and draw the bath water as we slowly undress each other. Cherishing every moment, I remove each item, basking in the beauty of every inch of skin as it is revealed. As good as you look in that little red dress that you wore for our very special Valentine's date, the beauty of your absolutely perfect body without it is beyond words. I light several candles around the tub, casting a romantic glow in the otherwise dark room. We slip in slowly, we're in no rush, and I settle myself behind you, pressing my face to your head, inhaling deeply the sweet smell of your hair and nuzzling my face softly to the back of your neck. Your head rolls back and your eyes fall shut as I begin softly washing your shoulders and back, placing soft kisses up your neck to your ear, nibbling on your earlobe playfully as I know you enjoy so much. You turn your head slowly and our lips seek each other, melting together passionately, tongues rolling gently into each other. My hands slide around to your chest, running my hands over your breasts, causing you to moan softly into my lips.