Jack leaned against the washbasin and watched Corona dry herself with a towel while he caught his breath. He grinned and let his eyes caress her body. It was still a little weird, even after having two months to get used to it. He hadn't known what to make of it when he'd started falling in love with her, but now he couldn't imagine being with anyone else.

She noticed him staring at her and giggled. "Enjoying the view?"

"Can't get enough of it."

"So it would appear." She aimed an amused glance at the area below his waist.

He grinned again and held his hand out. "Need help drying those hard-to-reach places?"

She smiled and her eyes glowed brighter. She handed the towel over and he gently dried off the backs of her wings, then moved on to her spine and down to the base of her tail. She shivered.

"Speaking of can't get enough," she breathed, and he chuckled.

"Ready for round two, eh?"

"Oh, yes. And if the thing that's prodding me back there is what I think it is, then you're ready, too."

He laughed and tossed the towel into the laundry basket. "Busted."

She giggled again, picked him up, and slung him over her shoulder.

"Whoa!" He flung his arms out to brace himself, then he snickered. "Oh, you're getting naughty!"

"I'm just getting warmed up." She gave his ass a playful swat and carried him into their bedroom.

The words "BATTERY LOW" flashed in his HUD. "Aw, crap," he muttered, hoping this wouldn't spoil the mood. "My eyes need to be recharged."

"Ah, impeccable timing." She lowered him gently to the floor and he picked up the small case on top of his dresser.

"Yeah. This wouldn't be nearly as much fun if I couldn't see you." He opened the case, revealing two sets of spare eyes in charging units and a stack of cleaning cloths. He pulled his right eye out, wiped it off, inserted it into the vacant charger, and replaced it with a freshly-charged eye, then repeated the process with the other. He winced at the slight sting as each eye connected with the hardware in the back of each socket, blinked a few times to be sure his eyelids would slide properly over them, and smiled. "Okay, good for another week."

"Sweet." Corrie slipped her arms around him. "Now, where were we?"

"Right about here." Jack leaped onto the bed, grabbed her hand and pulled her down on top of him. He rolled her over and kissed her, moved his lips slowly down her chest and abs, finally coming to rest between her thighs.

She gasped and then laughed. "Oh, now who's being naughty?"

He smirked. "Fasten your fuckin' seatbelt."