"It's so beautiful!" You sighed. It was third anniversary with Roc Royal, and you couldn't imagine spending these past years with anybody else.
"Isn't it?" Roc came up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist. You were standing on the balcony of your hotel room in Mexico, staring at the beautiful view,
"But not as beautiful as you." your boyfriend reminded, peppering your face with kisses.
You hid your hand bashfully in your hands, but Roc removed them,
"Don't act like you're not perfect." He kissed you again.
"You're perfect. I feel like a princess!" You sighed.
"well you are a princess." Roc Royal simply stated. You hugged him, and he leaned down to your ear, kissed the skin behind it (he knew that was your soft spot) and whispered to you, "Do you want to test out the bed."
You bit your lip and looked up at him, to see he was already biting his lip staring at you. You jumped up onto his waist, knowing he was ready to catch you.
He did, and you wrapped your legs around his waist as he carried you off of the balcony.
"And maybe we can go to the beach afterwards..." You started saying as Roc slammed the balcony door behind you two.