He chuckled at her response and nuzzled her neck again, his hand working its way under the edge of her top to play along the soft skin. He would never be the first to say that life had been easy since getting married. In fact, life had become far more complicated and busy and demanding than he had ever thought it could. He'd not have it any other way.

"That could be possible," he murmured against her ear, tickling his way across her belly as he spoke, "but then the question is, can you manage to not moan my name when I do this?" He kissed her throat then, suckling and tasting the skin in a manner which he'd not done in a good few months. It was followed quickly with his mouth finding hers and a groan rumbled deep in his chest as he pulled her harder against him, her bare foot tickling his leg making him wish that Benjamin was already grown up and off at Hogwarts or a friends or something.

He'd already worked his hand further up under his wife's shirt and was tracing patterns just below her bra. Just then, Benjamin made a noise. Breaking the kiss, and pulling her closer against him, he waited a moment and, when Benjamin didn't make another noise, he pressed his lips to her temple. "I love you, me Belle. Have I said that enough? Do you know how much I do?"