Camery helped him shift her clothing off, and when he went to take his shirt off, she could only grin. He really was perfect, wasn't he? There was nothing about him that she didn't just adore. She leaned up to run her hands up his chest, her eyes following the scars that coated him. "You're so handsome," she whispered under Her breath. She really didn't think she could say it enough. There weren't words to describe what she felt for him.

Cam shivered as she felt his eyes trail down her body, and she sort of shifted to sit up a little as he sat up. She hummed in contemplation for a few moments, and sort of leaned up, taking the square between her teeth and plucking it from his mouth. She gave him a grin and ripped the top open. "Let me do it," she mused with a giggle.

Camery grinned up at him, although when he went up her skit and pulled her underwear off her she couldn't help her girlish laugh. She pushed her skirt back down after a moment, and lifted her knees up to push them up to his chest, gently pushing him back as she flipped over to slip the rubber on. She sat up, sort of looking over her work before flashing him a delighted looking grin.

Camery watched him lay back on the bed, her eyes lighting up a just a little when she figured out he was letting her take charge. She leaned in to press her lips firmly to his after a moment or two, a big grin across her face. Her hands slipped up his chest and traced his collar bone, sort of letting herself half lay against him.

Cam hummed softly as his arms wrapped around her, his hand spanning nearly the whole of her lower back. She sometimes forgot just how different they were. She supposed it didn't matter all that much, but even that first day she hugged him and planted her head on his chest she'd noticed it. But now, when they were like this, she couldn't help but be thrilled by it. She could relax into him completely, and he was always there, all around even when she was sat on him like this.