Happy Happy Birthday Baby (for crimsonandjesus)

[di_monty_pippin]

Monty eyed the contents of the tray critically before lifting it and heading carefully for the stairs. Strawberries, pineapple and other fresh fruit together with a dip made from whipped cream, vanilla and cinnamon. Pastries. A small vase with pink rosebuds and baby's breath. And, because a birthday girl deserves a little excess, champagne.

Experienced though he was at buying gifts for women, he'd thought it a good idea to consult with Audry and Fiona about today. Given the recent upheaval in their lives, he felt Lo ought to have her day a bit extra-special. Both women had approved his choice of presents, one of which was secreted in either pocket of his dressing gown, waiting for the reveal. Fiona in particular had emphasized that there was one thing that any woman who's had a time of it would love to get. "A thorough fussing-over. Make sure she doesn't lift a finger all day."

So. Brekkers in bed for a start. After nudging the bedroom door open with a foot, Monty looked in to assess the wakefulness of the sole occupant of the large, luxurious waterbed. "Happy Birthday, sweetheart."

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[crimsonandjesus.livejournal.com]

"You are so good to me," Lo says, pleased, holding her wine glass up above and out of the way while she rearranges herself into her husband's lap to properly show her appreciation. She settles one hand on his shoulder, holding herself steady, and sips her champagne before she kisses him again.

The champagne-taste helps with the fact she hasn't brushed her teeth yet, and this is in fact why she did that.

"Mmmm...I have all day to do anything I want to you..." That's deliberate phrasing, Monty. "This is a fabulous present!"

[di-monty-pippin.livejournal.com]

Of course it's deliberate phrasing. Knowing that doesn't lessen its effect on Monty in the slightest, nor does it quell the increasingly obvious effects of a lapful of sexy Filipina. He returns Lo's kiss with a soft, throaty groan, one arm settling around her waist while his other hand steals upward to stroke a warm, full breast.

But as much as he'd like to start moving things toward their natural conclusion right this minute, he has two other considerations that really ought to be dealt with first. One in either pocket, to be precise. Monty's hand reluctantly leaves off its stroking to fish out an artfully (and pinkly) wrapped box.

"Before I get too distracted," he murmurs against her jaw, "You have more presents than me on offer." His lips slip to her throat as he tucks the box into her hands. "But by all means stay right where you are while you open them."

He took his time choosing the contents (http://www.luckyscent.com/images/products/44701.jpg). The perfume blends sparkling-sweet floral and fruit notes with warm, lushly sexy sandalwood and musk, then gives just a hint of spicy intrigue with clove. Granted, he got that description from the shop assistant, but one inhale of the scent said Lo to him.

Not that he has any objections to the way she smells now, Monty thinks as he nibbles delicately at her pulse point.

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"Ooooh," Lo slides down to rest her weight on him, potentially not helping his lack of distraction, opening the box with small and careful hands. "Oh, sweetie," she beams, holding up the perfume bottle and testing it against her wrist. "Oh, I like it, Monty-"

At which point he's going to get covered in kisses. It's good she hasn't put her lipstick on yet.

[di-monty-pippin.livejournal.com]

Mmmmmyes. He does adore giving his lovely wife presents. She's always so very appreciative, and in the most delightful ways ...

When the kisses start to slow, Monty shifts Lo in his lap just a bit-- mmmmmm that's nice --and pulls out the piece de resistance, an elegantly wrapped jeweler's box containing her final present (http://www.theofennell.com/Shop/online/19335-trellis-L.jpg), dangling from an exquisite matching white gold chain. "Here you are, babe. I saw this and thought of you."

[crimsonandjesus.livejournal.com]

The sound Lo makes when she opens this box is only audible to dogs. By the way. She holds up the pendant, huge eyed. "Oh, Monty...it's beautiful..." It's gaudy and indulgent, but it's covered in diamonds and the centrepiece is pink and she loves it. "It's so beautiful, Monty, this is perfect-!"

[di-monty-pippin.livejournal.com]

Pink, sparkle and hearts. Does he know his wife's tastes or doesn't he? Monty smiles smugly and snuggles Lo a little bit closer. "Happy Birthday, lover. I'm so glad you like it."

As he lowers her lips to her neck again, he murmurs, "So what's next on the agenda, hmmmm?"