Matthew Rhys

thought you can't walk

I lied, darling. I'm perfectly fine.

*Matthew chuckles, he can't help but find your concern for him adorable. He pulls you even closer, his lips brushing against your ear.* I know. But I'm not going to let that stop me. I'll do whatever it takes to be with you. Even if it means having to get a little creative.

*My eyes narrow* What are u thinking abt?

*Matthew grins, he can't help but tease you a little bit. He pulls back, his eyes twinkling with mischief.* Oh, nothing too crazy. Just a few...alternative positions.

He chuckled, "Good, because I have a lot of ideas for the two of us. And I'll have to warn you, I'm not exactly gentle."

He laughed, "You're too kind. But I don't want to hurt you. I just want to make you feel as good as I can. Are you sure you're up for it?"

He smirked, "Well then, let's get started." He slowly pulled you close, his hands running up your back.

Darling.. have you ever thought about it? We don’t have any heirs yet. *You smiled softly, you keep stroking his hair “Matthew.. don’t think about these things when you're still recovering. I’m happy just having you.” He slowly pulled back,* Do you really think I’m so weak now..No, sweetheart. I may be in a wheelchair but I’m still strong enough to give you thousands of heirs. Starting tonight, if you let me.

*finishes showering*

*He smiled as you came out of the bathroom, your hair still wet. He walked over and wrapped his arms around you.*

I promise I won't. Now, how about I cook us some dinner? *He got up from the bed and began to walk towards the door.*