Vianna watched the young man still sitting on the couch with slightly raised and expectant eyebrows, a bit amused by that lopsided goody smile that was adorning his face at the moment, just another one of those unintentional things he did that always got her to melt with pure adoration. She watched as he then finally stood, only to demand why she was so cute. At the unexpected question, Vianna laughed lightly with amusement, her sparkling blue eyes lifting their gaze high enough to meet his own brown eyes. He was so tall, and it was as if she had never realized it before, feeling a little smaller than usual. She listened as he explained that when she was cute like that, he couldn't keep his lips away from her, something which got her to giggle lightly, just as his lips began to leave a trail of sweet kisses on her lightly tanned skin. She relished in the feeling of this warm gesture before he spoke again, sharing that she was creating a dangerous combination by having a large belly and wearing his sweaters, a combination that lead him to stealing her off and never letting her go. Vianna giggled once more, far too amused by how easily the boy before her could grow charmed just by her big belly and his sweaters that looked so oversized on her. "Well, good! Because I don't want my Professor to let me go," she admitted with a grin of a grin, escaping his lips so she could place her own upon them for a couple sweet moments. "C'mon," she said softly, taking one of his hands and beginning to lead the way over to the stairs.

Ferris let out a soft chuckle as Vianna decided that this combination was good because she never wanted her Professor to let her go, a comment that he couldn't help but love the sweetness of. She was only making him want to kiss her even more! And just as his kisses to her warm skin were speeding up, she snuck out from under them, suddenly placing her lips on his own in a sweet kiss that he returned wholeheartedly for the couple loving moments it lasted. As they broke apart a slightly dazed, warm smile fell onto his pale expression, listening as she gave a soft 'c'mon' and started up the stairs with one of his hands enveloped around her smaller one. He followed after her obediently, very much like a little puppy would follow its owner. But he loved being at Vianna's side, and there was nothing that sounded better than going to bed at her side right then, knowing they'd woken up a bit earlier that morning for some reason. He was a bit more tired than usual, and crawling into their warm bed with his beautiful wife sounded like an amazing idea. And so the young man followed her up the stairs, entering their bedroom with a soft sigh of content, starting over to the closet to change into his pajamas. Ferris left his shirt off that night, simply wearing a nice pair of plaid pajama pants as he returned to his side of the bed, exposing his broad pale chest as he climbed beneath the covers. But it was something that he did on nights when it was a bit hot, which sounded sort of crazy since it was snowing outside, but he'd been wearing a very thermal argyle sweater, cuddled up with his warm wife by a roaring fire. It'd gotten a little toasty and he didn't mind the idea of cooling down just slightly through the night.

As Ferris disappeared into the couple's walk-in closet to change into his pajama pants, Vianna disappeared into the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face to refresh herself a bit as she, too, had grown a bit warm sitting downstairs by the fire. Though she could feel a bit of a chill in the air in their bedroom, as it hadn't really been occupied for hours, and so as she walked into the closet next, she changed into a pair of light blue, winter pajamas made of soft cotton that caressed her skinned gently as she pulled on her pants and then the long-sleeved shirt. Mrs. Vincenzi had it made especially for the girl, so it fit her slender legs and arms and large belly perfectly, so they were exactly her size. "Won't you get cold, Professor?" Vianna asked Ferris as she walked out of the closet, completely changed. "I'm not sure how I feel about you hogging me up all night to steal away my warmth when you get cold! It's not very nice y'know," she teased playfully, putting on a face of mock annoyance before allowing a few amused giggles to escape her lips as she climbed onto their soft, comfortable bed.

Ferris gave a bit of a smile at the sight of his wife on instinct, brown eyes scanning over the sight of her cute little pajamas. She was just so cute... But he was distracted from these thoughts as she asked if he would get cold through the night, explaining how she wasn't sure how she felt about him hogging her up all night just to steal away her warmth when he got cold, that such a task wasn't very nice. His jaw dropped at this, knowing that she was just teasing as she let out a couple of her melodious giggles. "Well I'm very sorry!" the young man replied sarcastically, though there was a soft amused smile on his pale face as he pulled back some of the covers. "I'd be keeping you warm too, you know!" he complained with a roll of his eyes as he let out a soft sigh. But her comments had brought out a good question and he stood there for a moment as though to decide whether or not to put a shirt on, watching her with playfully narrowed brown eyes as though she had brought about this doubt within him. "Fine," he grumbled like a little boy reluctantly going to take a bath. "I'll put on a shirt," he decided as he started to trudge back into the closet playfully.

Vianna's giggles only grew as Ferris very sarcastically apologized for her complaints, going on to remind her that he would be keeping her warm too. "But the sheets and my pajamas keep me warm enough as it is, Professor," Vianna reminded him, raising her eyebrows playfully at the boy. She watched as he stood there in silence for a moment, indecision written clearly on his handsome features, and the girl had to bite at her bottom lip to keep herself from giggling once more. As he then decided with an almost childish 'fine!' that he was going to put on a shirt, Vianna's expression filled with amusement. "Aw but then I won't get to see my Professor shirtless anymore!" she said with a pout, watching as he trudged back to the closet. And now she was just being plain evil, creating more reasons for indecision within the boy; she couldn't help it, though. She liked messing with him at times. "I like my shirtless Professor..." she added softly, looking almost like a child whose favourite toy had just been snatched away. "He's so handsome, and cute..."

Ferris had just taken the first step into their closet when Vianna suddenly spoke from her place on the bed, letting out an 'aw' and then complaining that she wouldn't get to see her Professor shirtless anymore. The young man froze on the spot, still staring into the closet as he evaluated her words. Half of him knew that she was just being mischievous as she so often was, but the other half was rather intrigued by such a statement. He slowly turned 180, eyebrows raising skeptically as he spotted an adorable little pout on his wife's expression, an awfully distracting one. He listened as she then added that she liked her shirtless Professor, that he was handsome and cute... Ferris honestly had trouble seeing past that adorable little pouting expression, his brown eyes narrowed skeptically as he took a step forward, towards the bed, standing there completely shirtless and fully revealing his smooth pale chest. It definitely wasn't an eyesore, it never had been. But in his teenage years he'd been a bit scrawnier, a little bit lankier as he still was just slightly. But as he grew into his adult years his shoulders had grown more broad, his muscles were just slightly more defined (let's not think crazy muscled here, he's still Ferris), and his entire upper body was a bit more mature; less like a boy and more like a man. Lifting all the books in the shop had helped with such developments. "What are you trying to say Vi?" he asked with a tiniest bit of playfulness in his tone. "Are you trying to say that you want to see this pale, horribly scrawny Professor-chest?" he asked teasingly, sizing down his own upper body as it was obviously a bit more appealing than how he described it.

Vianna had a very difficult time hiding the amusement from her blue eyes as she watched Ferris slowly turn around and narrow his eyes suspiciously at her, the corners of her lips twitching just slightly as she tried her best not to fall into another fit of giggles. As Ferris then asked what she was trying to say, suggesting that perhaps she wanted to see his 'pale, horrible scrawny Professor-chest', Vianna found it impossible not to smile anymore and laughed lightly at his words, completely amused by such an inaccurate description. "Maybe..." said Vianna, playfulness still sparkling in her eyes. "But... I wouldn't want you to catch a cold either," she said with a sigh, resorting back to her evil ways once again, changing her opinion once she thought she had the boy convinced to keep his shirt off. "I'd be devastated if my adorable, caring Professor caught a cold!" she added, giving him another pout, trying her best not to giggle mischievously as she was dying to do at that moment.

Upon getting a playful 'maybe' form his wife, Ferris had pretty much decided that he would keep his shirt off for the night, rather amused with the way she spoke about her shirtless Professor, as though he was a completely different person. Just as he was taking a step towards the bed, she spoke once more, mentioning that she wouldn't want him to catch a cold. His eyebrows rose at the statement, brown eyes returning to the girl up on the bed and listening as she explained that she'd be devastated if her adorable, caring Professor caught a cold. "Fine, I'll wear the shirt then," he decided with a soft sigh, honestly not really caring at this point, hardly even thinking about how suspicious it was that she was changing her mind so fast. That was, until he was halfway back towards the closet and he suddenly took note of how she'd seemed to be dying to laugh just moments before. Ferris whipped back around with wide brown eyes, immediately realizing what she was doing and giving a playful scowl. "You are just...!" he started with furrowed brows, reluctant amusement falling into his features. "Y-You're just not very nice, Vi!" he complained as he had a moment of hesitation, glancing around the room as though to try and figure out what to do to express how mean she was, a small smile sneaking onto his expression. He finally picked up his pillow, tossing it onto the floor and stealing one of the extra blankets they kept at the end of the bed, throwing it to the rug also. He raised his eyebrows at her as though to say, 'You see, I'm retaliating!' and finally spoke, "I'm sleeping with my shirt off, on the floor!" Ferris decided playfully, nodding as though to say, 'Yeah, see what you did?'. "And don't worry, I won't be stealing any warmth from you!"

Vianna watched as Ferris decided that he'd just wear his shirt, just about to speak when the boy suddenly turned around, his brown eyes wide and a playful scowl on his face. As he began speaking, trying to find the words to describe how he felt about her at that moment, Vianna fell into the fit of giggles she'd been holding in all this time, completely and endlessly amused by the boy as he came to the realization that all this indecision of hers had just been teasing. Still giggling with all the amusement in the world, Vianna watched as Ferris proceeded to pick up his pillow and throw it to the floor, then stealing one of the extra blankets that lay on one end of the bed and bringing it down as well. Vianna's giggles began to die out then, and her eyebrows rose as she watched her husband make himself a little bed on the floor, announcing to her that he was going to sleep with his shirt off and on the floor, and that he wouldn't be stealing any warmth from her. The girl's jaw dropped then and she gasped in surprise, "Professor!" She crawled over to the other side of the bed, his side, and glanced down at the young man who'd just made himself a bed on the floor. "You can't sleep on the floor! We've never slept apart before!" she said, her forehead creasing slightly. "Well…" she trailed off then, remembering the couple times she had thrown a fit and kicked him off the bed during the earlier part of the pregnancy, when her hormones would go crazy and send her on mood swings (and though this wasn't her fault and it wasn't anything she could control, she still felt rather bad for the way she treated her husband during those few months). "C'mon, Professor, I'll let you borrow my warmth… don't you think it'd be too cold down there?" she asked, tilting her head just very slightly to one side.

Ferris, who was now settling onto the floor with a bit of a 'Yeah, I retaliated' look on his pale face, was just throwing the blanket over himself as Vianna crawled over to his side of the bed and peered down at him, reminding him that they'd never slept apart before. His eyebrows rose at her, immediately reminded of the first few months of her pregnancy when she'd kicked him downstairs due to her hormones, watching as she seemed to remember the same times. But his gaze wasn't blaming, just slightly amused though he tried to cover it up, still unwilling to let her convince him into anything like she'd done quite a few times in the past couple minutes (shirt on, shirt off, shirt on?, no...shirt off). As she promised to let him borrow her warmth, suggesting that it might be cold down on the floor, he shook his head just for the sake of not letting her change his mind once more. "I've got a rug," he replied defiantly, vague playful amusement still somewhere behind his expression though somewhat clouded by his need to prove that she couldn't sway him so easily. But it was hard. Just looking at her peering over at him from the bed was the most adorable thing he'd ever seen, and the mere sight of those blue eyes, her head cocked to the side like that... Well it made him want to just kiss her, that was for sure. But due to the small amount of pride that he had, he didn't allow himself to give in.

Vianna listened as Ferris defiantly pointed out that he had a rug and sighed softly. "But Gabe will miss you too..." she added quietly in a murmur, crystal blue eyes beginning to sparkle, seeming to grow larger, the way they so often did whenever her gaze turned pleading and she was trying to get her way with the boy, ever the mischievous and manipulating little wife. "I'd join you, but I don't think my back would agree to that plan," she added with a soft, brief chuckle. "C'mon, Professor, I've got... lots of kisses! And pillows! And it's really warm and cozy and soft up here," she pointed out. "What do you say, huh?" she asked, almost as if she was trying to bribe a child rather than a grown man.

Ferris was just pulling up his blanket a bit more comfortably when Vianna suddenly added quietly, sweetly, that Gabe would miss him too, a comment that got his heart to nearly fall out of his chest in protest. You can't just say that to him! Using his baby boy as a bribe was in no way okay! That was like tearing his heart out right then and there. And as though that wasn't enough, her blue eyes got even bigger and sparkly as she told him she would join him if only her back agreed to the plan, prodding him to come join her by bribing him with her possession of kisses and pillows and the fact that their bed was warm and cozy and soft. His face seemed to be permanently stuck in a longing expression, brows furrowed as he thought of how nice it would be to climb in bed with his wife, to slip his arms around her extended waistline, to receive her kis-- Whoa! Whoa, no! That wasn't going to happen! No way, not at all! He couldn't give in!.... Oh, but he so wanted to! "I'm good," he replied as he covered up his look of shameless longing, replying to her offer as he rolled over a bit more as though to make himself more comfortable.

Vianna gave a soft, almost inaudible "aw" as Ferris merely rejected her idea and rolled over a bit more in his new bed on the floor. The girl was quiet then, merely watching him with the most pleading of sparkling blue eyes she could manage, though in her mind she was scheming. Why was her husband being specially difficult that night!? She thought very quietly to herself, her blue eyes admiring his features before locking on his brown eyes, almost looking like a puppy who longed to be petted by their owner but was being ignored instead. One of her hands came to sight then, as she brought it down and allowed it to meet the boy's curls absentmindedly, very gently running her fingers through his soft hair. "Mm... I wish I didn't have to sleep alone tonight..." she said softly with a bit of a pout, her hand still absentmindedly playing with the boy's curls. "It's so lonely up here..." she continued, the mischief well-hidden behind her saddened blue eyes.

Despite the fact that Vianna's soft 'aw' was barely audible, the young man on the floor heard it as though it'd been screamed through a megaphone, his brown eyes turning a bit saddened as she then showed off her pleading blue eyes, sparkling all the while. And then she stuck her blue eyes on his own, she just stuck them there and there wasn't a force in the world that could help him break the gaze, it was like she was hypnotizing him or something! Just when he thought it couldn't get any worse, suddenly she brought her hand down close to him, at which point he tried his best to shy away from it, knowing nothing good could come from the contact between Vianna's hand and himself. But there was no escaping and just moments later her fingers were running through his curls, forcing his brown eyes to flutter close on instinct and his body to relax, though these reactions were rather reluctant for the young man who didn't want to show any weakness to her gestures. Suddenly her sweet voice was flowing through the air, wishing aloud that she didn't have to sleep alone that night, that it was lonely up there on the bed all by herself and he could feel his heart breaking right then and there. Why was she able to do this to him!? It shouldn't be this easy to get him to practically melt, but it always was for Vianna. Ferris tried his best to resist it though, his brown eyes fluttering open as he tried to ignore how amazing her slender fingers felt in his hair, "Uh..Y-You're not...not going to be..uhm," he cleared his throat as he attempted to clear his mind, "...alone. I-I'll be right here...on the floor. All the wh-while."

Vianna's eyebrows rose slightly, and she seemed to turn rather hopeful as Ferris began to speak - or rather, stutter - sharing with her that she wouldn't be alone. "No?" she asked, a smile beginning to grace her lightly tanned face, triumph beginning to take over her gaze. And then he spoke again - 'I'll be right here... on the floor. All the while.' Vianna's smile fell right away and her brows furrowed slightly, the triumph immediately leaving her crystal blue eyes. That wasn't what she wanted to hear! "But it'd be so much better if my Professor was here!" she whined. "I could fall asleep right in his arms... and give him kisses whenever I felt like it... But I can't do any of that when he's so far away, on the floor," muttered Vianna, her hand still playing with the boy's curls absentmindedly, before her fingers began to slither closer to his hairline, then meeting his smooth pale skin. She allowed her index finger to travel over one of his eyebrows, then over the bridge of his nose, falling off the tip of it and landing gently on his lips. Her fingers rested there, merely admiring the soft texture of the only lips she had ever really kissed, the only lips she would ever want to meet with her own. "Mm... I want to kiss you," she confessed softly.

Ferris was internally hoping that she'd given up so he could have his pride, but all the while hoping that her hand would never leave his curls, reluctantly loving the feel of her fingers running through his hair. He was torn and completely confused as to what he wanted at this point, and listened as she whined that it would be so much better if her Professor was up on the bed with her because she could fall asleep in his arms (his arms suddenly felt very empty), that she could give him kisses whenever she wanted (suddenly his lips were much colder), and that none of this was possible when he was over on the floor. Why was she making this so difficult?! His heart was racing and every bit of him was dying to be close to her, the hand immersed in his curls not helping in the slightest, always reminding him of what could be his if he just got up and joined her on the bed. Why was he on the floor again? Ferris was distracted from his thoughts as Vianna then brought her hand down to his hairline, her finger beginning to trace over his eyebrow and then to his nose, her smooth finger leaving a trail of goosebumps wherever it went. And finally, as though she hadn't tortured him enough, she let her finger fall off the tip of his nose, landing on his lips as she confessed that she wanted to kiss him. A visible shiver ran through his entire body in reaction to such contact from the most beautiful woman he'd ever met, his lips seeming to melt under her warm touch. "I..." he started in a soft, barely audible murmur, brown eyes longing and distracted as his lips moved just barely beneath her touch, itching to kiss her more than ever before.

Very suddenly he was sitting up on his knees, the blanket falling from around him as he found an equal height to the girl resting on the bed. But there was no time to admire the sight of her so close once more, no time for anything, really, as his lips immediately came into contact with her own. There was no containing himself now, there was no way he could control his feelings as he lovingly deepened the kiss, extraordinarly hungry for her, as though he'd been forbidden to touch her for years. But could he really be blamed when Vianna was teasing him like that?

Vianna's blue eyes were fixed on the boy's soft and very kissable lips, listening as he gave a soft 'I...' soon trailing off as he seemed unable to say more, to form a coherent sentence. And then, in just a matter of seconds, her hand had slipped from his lips as he very suddenly got up to his knees, his lips suddenly and unexpectedly landing on her own with a sense of determination the girl on the bed had not been expecting at all. But she was definitely not going to complain. She was happy for a number of reasons - she'd gotten her way, her husband was kissing her in a way that almost got her to melt away beneath his touch, and... chances were he was returning to bed. But even though this had all just been a very playful argument between the couple, even though they had both just been teasing each other, she had really, truly missed his presence beside her. It had only lasted a few minutes, but she had missed him more than she thought she could miss him when he had never truly even left. It was ridiculous, she knew, but she didn't care. That was just the way her relationship with Ferris worked; they missed each other even when they were in the same room, even when they were only a foot away from each other. And the girl's relief to have him back showed in the way she kissed him very eagerly, but at the same time very lovingly and sweetly as well. She wanted him back at her side, she wanted to fall asleep in his arms and sneak kisses to his lips when she woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't fall back asleep.

After a few more long moments which the couple spent kissing, Vianna pulled back, her crystal blue eyes fluttering open and a smile adorning her rosy lips. "I kept your spot warm for you," she announced with a soft chuckle, pecking his lips gently once more before sitting up and moving back over to her side of the bed, which felt a lot colder since it had been kind of abandoned for the past few minutes.

Ferris had never felt such relief from her lips on his own as he did at that moment, sure that he had never been pushed so far to his breaking point as he did just moments ago. But being away from Vianna wasn't easy. It was like there was a magnetic pull between the two of them that couldn't ever be broken, an instinct to be at her side because somehow his subconcious knew he was happiest there. It's where he wanted to be, where he belonged, that was where he fit perfectly, and over the past few minutes of being on the floor with her on the bed...the mere thought of sleeping away from her had become unbearable. They must've seemed ridiculous to anyone else, but that was just his relationship with Vianna, it was how they worked and he didn't want it any other way. The kiss expressed a lot of unsaid things between the two of them, all while quenching the extreme thirst the young man had for his wife's kiss, her mere touch. What was he thinking staying on the floor?! She was offering him kisses, the bed was the soft and warm and his wife wanted him up there with her! Pride? Forget pride! She'd just been teasing him before and their whole argument had been playful, he'd just taken it way too far. It was too far the second he laid on the floor away from her. He must've been crazy, he knew that much as they finally broke apart, his brown eyes fluttering open to sparkle at the sight of her so near to himself. He'd missed her. His entire self missed just being next to her and she was so warm... It'd actually been pretty cold on the floor, as she predicted. Ferris shamelessly wanted her near to himself again and watched with the warmest of lopsided grins as she announced that she'd kept his spot warm for him, pecking his lips and creating a short kiss that he returned lovingly for the moment it lasted. The young man watched her with sparkling brown eyes as she moved back over to her side of the bed, allowing him the room to gently climb back onto his side, bringing along that pillow and the blanket but hardly paying any further attention to them as he crawled beneath the warm sheets. "It was cold down there," he admitted softly like a little puppy taken in from the snow, a bit of an innocent half pout on his pale face as he sunk beneath the blankets, a part of him hoping that maybe Vianna would come closer to him, his chest rather cold without her there. Granted, in about two seconds his arms would find her anyway, but that didn't seem to matter to the boy that wanted every second he could with her.

Vianna watched with the warmest of smiles as Ferris climbed into the bed, on the side he had sort of claimed without neither of them ever realizing it; but they had always slept on the same sides of the bed since their first night together in their new home. Actually, they slept on the same sides of the bed even before that, during the time they'd been running away from the kidnappers and any other time when they were together and there was a bed around for them to sleep in. They always slept on the same sides, it had become a sort of unwritten rule.
As Ferris then spoke, admitting that it had been cold on the floor, Vianna giggled with amusement, though there was a sort of endearment sparkling in her blue eyes. "Awww, my poor Professor," she nearly cooed at the boy, as if he was just a child. She proceeded to scoot closer to him then, not even aware that that was what he'd wanted all along; or, at least, as far as her belly would let her. Since Gabe was so big now, the girl often had to sleep on her side, with her back to her husband, as sleeping facing each other had obviously become a little more difficult when one of them was sporting a very large new belly. "Y'know..." Vianna started softly after a moment's silence, her blue eyes a little thoughtful. "When little Gabe is finally here with us... I really can't wait until we can share the bed with him. He could be here, between us, keeping us company," she said with a bit of a grin, blue eyes sparkling at the thought of a little baby laying between them, rather than a large belly.

Ferris gave a bit of a boyish grin as Vianna gave out a 'my poor Professor', admiring the sight of her as she scooted closer to him as far as she could, leaving her large belly between them as it so often was. He was just taking in the sight of her, brown eyes practically sparkling as he wrapped his arms around her as he'd been wanting to do for what felt like so long, when the girl at his side admitted that she couldn't wait until they could share the bed with little Gabe. His smile widened substantially at the mere idea of this, listening as she then added that their little boy could be there with them, keeping them company and laying between them rather than her big belly. "I can't wait," Ferris confessed sweetly, one hand coming to rest on the side of her large belly, keeping her close to himself with the softest of smiles. After a few long moments of thinking over this wonderful idea, the young man was brought back to the present, thinking about how wonderful it felt to be back in a warm bed, holding his gorgeous little wife. As the lights turned off (which they did automatically due to a spell) and they were left in perfect darkness, the only sounds quickly became their soft breathing and the gentle snores of the bunnies. All of their pets had followed them upstairs as they did each night, taking up their stations in their favourite places all around the master bedroom. "I missed you," Ferris admitted in a near whisper, hoping she didn't find him to be completely ridiculous, though he knew that Vianna would never make him feel bad about anything like that.

But unfortunately for Ferris, Vianna was feeling completely evil and did make him feel bad about that. "Oh Merlin, Professor, you're such a cheeseball!" she sighed in frustration.
Just kidding! xD

The real Vianna was actually completely endeared by her husband's whispered confession, her crystal blue eyes sparkling brightly in the darkness they were surrounded in, the warmest of smiles adorning her lightly tanned face. She felt like she could just melt away right then and there, in his arms, in his presence. But that was almost always her reaction to confessions as sweet as this one. "I missed you too, Professor," she admitted softly, her warm smile widening slightly. "More than I should've," she added with a soft chuckle, well aware that it was rather ridiculous of her to miss him when he had never even left in the first place. But again, that was just the way Fervi worked, and it was something that she would never change about their relationship. "I'm happy you decided to come back," she added, her voice still dreamy and she leaned in the short distance that her belly was creating and placing her lips upon the boy's. She let them rest there for a couple long moments before pulling back with a smile. "You had me a little worried there, I thought you wouldn't be coming back at all!" she confessed with raised eyebrows, amusement in her gaze.

ooc: I'm off for now, Ruthersssss! Byyyyeeeeee!

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Ferris's own brown eyes sparkled right back at Vianna as she told him she'd missed him too and gave him one of those warm smiles that got his heart to skip a beat. Did all couples feel like this? Was it normal that his heart still skipped like the relationship was still new? These questions sometimes popped into his mind but he didn't care in the slightest, it didn't really matter to him what other couples were like. He loved what he and Vianna were like and he never wanted that change, their need to be together that was so strong for the both of them. The young man's smile widened as she added that she'd missed him more than she should've, a comment that got him to chuckle softly, knowing exactly what she meant. But he quickly grew distracted as she admitted how happy she was that he decided to come back, soon finding her leaning in towards him in order to plant a kiss on his lips that he hadn't expected. But he returned it lovingly, his brown eyes fluttering closed for the few sweet moments it lasted, relishing in the feel of her lips on her own. As they broke apart and Ferris's brown eyes grew more and more dazed, he listened as she mentioned that she'd grown a little worried that he wouldn't come back at all. His eyebrows rose at this, giving her a look that clearly communicated that the mere idea of him not coming back was completely ridiculous. Which it was. "You better be kidding," he grumbled playfully, pulling her a bit closer as he leaned into peck her lips sweetly. "I'm surprised I stayed away from you for even that long, and then you did that thing with your hand..." he let out a soft sigh and nearly shivered at the mere thought, obviously referring to when her hand had trailed down all of his features, giving him goosebumps. He flashed her a sheepish smile, "That was...hard to stay away from." He glanced down shyly to the sheets between them and the belly beneath those.

Vianna couldn't help but chuckle softly as Ferris playfully spoke, telling her that she had better be kidding about worrying about him not coming back to the bed, to her. She returned the peck kiss he placed on her lips lovingly for the brief second it lasted before he spoke once more, expressing his surprise at having lasted away from her that long. "I didn't like it," said Vianna simply, making a bit of a face, as if she'd just eaten something with a terrible taste. But she soon grew quiet, listening as the young man before her spoke once more, mentioning what she'd done with her hand earlier, and how it had been hard to stay away from it for him. Vianna gave a bit of a grin at this, and her crystal blue eyes sparkled with pure endearment as her husband glanced down at the sheets shyly, something that reminded her so much of their first few months together, when everything was so new and anything could get them to turn shy or flustered. "You're so adorable," she said softly, a hint of amusement in her warm smile as she leaned in toward the young man again, placing her lips gently upon his own, and letting them rest there for a couple moments longer than necessary before pulling back. "But I'm glad my evil schemes to get you back worked," she added a little more playfully, another chuckle escaping her lips.

Ferris brought his brown eyes back up to sparkle at Vianna as she told him he was adorable, a comment that got his heart to sort of grow warm with flattery. He immediately returned the sweet kiss that Vianna placed on his lips, loving every second of the rather short gesture that left him wanting more of his wife and her kisses. As they broke apart, he listened as she mentioned how glad she was that her evil schemes had worked, though he was minorly distracted by those rosy lips he could rarely get enough of. "Yeah, well," he grumbled playfully as he flashed her a lopsided grin, "When you do stuff like that...and you play with my hair and you touch my face and your hands are all smooth and..then you admit to wanting a kiss and you sounded all lonely..." he listed off the many things that had leaded to his defeat. "And you used Gabe against me!" he added with an extra grumble on that last one, flashing her a bit of a sheepish grin as he leaned in a bit closer to her. "It wasn't very fair at all. You use some underhanded tactics just to get your Professor back in the bed."

Vianna was giggling lightly with amusement as the young man before her began to list all of the many different things she had done to try to get him back, also adding the one moment she'd used Gabe against him as well. The girl gave a bit of an apologetic smile at that, though there was amusement still in her eyes. "Aw, I'm sorry, Professor," she said softly, not really sounding very sorry at all. But how could she be sorry, when all of her schemes had actually worked and she had her husband back in the bed with her? "But it's true that Gabe would've missed you... You know he knows when you're around," she reminded him with a warm smile. "I'm a little worried he might recognize you before he recognizes me right after being born!" she added with playful concern on her features, well aware that there really wasn't a chance her own baby wouldn't recognize her. He'd only been spending every day for the last eight and a half months in her belly, hearing her voice each and every one of those days.