OOC: Awww thanks Dee!

Ferris gave the warmest of smiles as Vianna spoke, mentioning that she was glad that their mothers had forced them to come, that she'd missed being like this with him, kissing and being worry-free. He felt his heart sort of warm up at this, brown eyes sparkling as he turned his gaze to the fireplace, loving the feel of her finger tracing patterns on his chest. "I'm glad too," he admitted to her softly, gently leaning forward to place the warmest of kisses to her forehead, one hand resting on the small of her back, comfortable and taking up a good portion of it. "I don't mean it in a bad way, but...it's sort of nice not to have to worry about Gabe crying every couple hours..." he murmured softly with a weak smile.

ooc: No prob, Ruthers! Did it go well?

Vianna couldn't help but laugh lightly at Ferris's last words, amused by how he even seemed to sound a bit guilty for feeling the way he did, though it was completely understandable. "It is nice," the girl agreed with a smile, her crystal blue eyes absentmindedly following her fingers as they moved all across the young man's shirt, leaving behind them a trail of invisible patterns. "I don't think we've been able to just just... relax like this in... over a year? Now with Gabe's cries, and before that with the pregnancy... There never seemed to be a night we could just sit without a baby crying or a baby kicking or morning sickness disrupting the peace," she said with a small smile. But all of it was true. They hadn't really had a chance to be like this - relaxed, calm, even lazy, in what felt like ages. It was great to finally be able to take a break from all that, they deserved it.

OOC: Yeah, it all worked out!

Ferris gave a bit of a small smile as Vianna agreed that this was all ice, that they hadn't been able to be like this in over a year with Gabe and the pregnancy and all of that. He nodded softly in agreement, his warm hand very gently beginning to stroke up and down her spine, "I know, it feels like it's been forever since it's just been you and me," he admitted softly, loving how comfortable they suddenly were, Vianna laying pretty much directly on top of him, letting his own weight sort of become her mattress. He'd forgotten how nice it was to just lay with her, to enjoy having her right next to him, to run his fingers up and down her spine slowly and gently, keeping her close. "I forgot how perfectly sized you are," he murmured to her softly, letting out a soft chuckle as he very gently allowed a couple fingers to slip just barely beneath her shirt, allowing him to come in contact with her smooth skin. "How good you smell..." he muttered playfully, leaning forward just slightly to let the bridge of his nose rest up against the top of her head, his lips kissing her forehead as he took in her sweet scent.

ooc: Yay I'm glad!

Vianna listened absentmindedly as the young man beneath her spoke, her blue eyes still following her fingers, though most of her attention was on his gestures, on his fingers on her skin, on his nose now resting on top her head, on his lips kissing her forehead in a way that got her to smile warmly. She'd missed this, she really did. They barely had enough free time to be like this anymore, they were always busy with Gabe, and when they weren't, they were too tired to do anything more than take even the slightest opportunity to take a short nap. Vianna remained silent all this time, though she had been listening to her husband's words. She remained quiet for the next few long moments, absentmindedly continuing to draw on his chest, listening to his heartbeat, until she lifted her head from his chest, turning it to face the young man's own pale face, which was only a couple inches away from her own. With a mischievous sort of smile, Vianna leaned in that short distance and pecked his lips, a gesture that seemed innocent enough, just before her expression disappeared as she lowered over to his neck, burying her face there as her lips began to come in contact with his pale skin. But of course, you couldn't honestly expect Vianna to miss this wonderful opportunity to tease her husband! It had been ages since they'd last been able to cuddle and be this relaxed, but it had been just as long since she'd last had a chance to kiss his neck, to make him uneasy like she had always loved to do, ever the little troublemaker.

OOC: Thanks Dee!

Ferris was relaxed, more relaxed than he'd been in probably about a year, laying there just to hear his own breathing, feeling Vianna's own heartbeat near his own, relishing in the feel of her fingers tracing over his shirt. He'd missed this. More than he could've possibly imagined, and was beginning to feel rather stupid for not allowing himself time with his wife, time to just enjoy her company. He loved her, she was the center of his life, and he hadn't been giving her as much attention as he would've preferred. Just as he was thinking on this, his brows furrowed just slightly, Vianna sat up and turned her expression back to him, allowing his entire expression to relax on instinct, the warmest of smiles spreading onto his pale face. Ferris returned the peck kiss as lovingly as he could, brown eyes sparkling at her for a long moment, his gaze slightly questioning as to why she had suddenly leaned up and kissed him like that. But he definitely wasn't complaining, watching her curiously until she suddenly ducked back down. Assuming that she had just leaned back down to rest her head on his chest, imagine his surprise when he very suddenly felt her rosy lips placing kisses on his neck.

Ferris froze up, his brown eyes widening as far as they could go, every part of his body going tense as he suddenly felt these warm, sweet kisses on his pale neck. "Vi!" he exclaimed as he cleared his throat, his warm hand frozen on the bare small of her back, sitting just barely under her shirt for the warmth and feel of her smooth skin. But he couldn't think about anything except for her kisses, his brows furrowing, "I-I really don't think..."

ooc: No probb!

Vianna tried her best not to, but it was impossible not to giggle with amusement at her husband's predictable, yet still ever so entertaining, response to her kisses. She knew he'd react this way, but it never made it any less amusing for her to witness it each time she kissed his neck. It had been a while, anyway, so that only made her even more amused than usual. There was just something oddly pleasant, though, about knowing that she could have this sort of power over him, that she could make him freeze up and turn tense whenever she pleased. She didn't use it against him, though, and tried not to abuse the privilege, but it was so tempting when it had been so long since she'd last gotten to do this. And so, despite her husband's flustered-ness and clear uneasiness, the girl didn't stop kissing him. If anything, she actually only made the kisses less playful and a little more serious, leaving a trail of warm breath as she traveled from the very base of his neck a little higher up, closer to his jawline. "You really don't think what, Professor?" she asked softly, not really bothering to pull her smiling lips off his skin as she spoke, so it was almost like she was still kissing him even as she spoke. But this was just so amusing, she really couldn't help herself.

Ferris didn't seem to think that these kisses were all that amusing, however, more addicting in a wonderful and yet completely chilling way. He couldn't help it though. This response was completely and totally involuntary, the one thing that took complete control over him and just made him freeze, made his mind relish in the feel of her soft lips running across his skin. It was something he greatly enjoyed but was also on a small level of discomfort, due to the involuntary factor that came with it, that he couldn't control. But he couldn't bring himself to squirm away from her, feeling every bit of her breath as she asked innocently as to what he really didn't think, snapping him back to what he was thinking of beforehand. "I-I was just.." Ferris started, trying to figure it out exactly what he was thinking of. But his mind was all scattered, it was in a thousand different places, most of which were centered around the girl and her lips. "You...s-seem to like kissing me...here for some re-reason..."

Vianna wanted to put all of her attention on kissing her husband's neck, but she was having a bit of difficulty when he was being so amusing with his stuttered-out responses, causing her to bring the kisses to a brief halt every now and then so she could giggle in amusement at his words. She felt tempted to kiss his lips instead, just because that was always what she did when he was being cute, but now that she'd been allowed access to his neck, she couldn't let the opportunity to continue teasing her husband slip. "Mm, I do," she confessed simply as Ferris pointed out she liked to kiss him there for some reason. "Maybe it's because I like how flustered and tense my Professor gets when I kiss his neck," she admitted honestly, almost even shamelessly. But it was the truth, she wasn't going to lie to him.

Ferris almost felt a shiver run down his spine as Vianna spoke, openly admitting that she did, actually, like to kiss him right there, possibly because she liked how flustered and tense her Professor could get when she kissed his neck. His jaw dropped slightly at this, scowling at her in the next moment before he quickly shut up, unable to really find any coherent words for a good moment or so as he felt her kisses grow a little more addicting. "I-It's not my fault that you're just...kissing me like that!" he complained, extending his neck as though to give her more room, hardly aware that he was doing something that was so instinctual, wanting more of her strangely addicting kisses. "You're just not being very cooper..ativ...shluh..." he trailed off, his last couple words turning to mush as he cleared his throat once more, trying to figure out his thoughts.

Vianna giggled once more as Ferris continued trying to speak, trying to explain himself, all the while extending his neck for her. And that was what amused her most, and what encouraged her to continue mercilessly, to make her lips and her kisses and her breath on his skin the most addicting thing he could have ever experienced. She wanted him to want more of the gesture, even if it was slightly uncomfortable for him; there was just something in having this power over him that made the girl a little more determined. She was vaguely aware of the words he continued to let out, and after a moment she merely replied with a soft "Shhh...", saying no more after that. At this point she just wanted to concentrate on the skin her lips caressed, and she wanted no more silly words or giggles to stand in the way of her mission.

Ferris could feel the shiver run down his spine as she merely gave him a 'shhh', sure that this involuntary chill was probably visible to the girl who was so close to himself. But he did as he was instructed, his brown eyes fluttering closed as his mind decided that it wanted nothing else to concentrate on besides her lips on his skin. And this bliss could've last minutes or hours, he wasn't sure; all that he knew was that it seemed wonderfully endless, perfect, the sweetest sort of warmth causing him to relax back into the pillows, allowing her to leave major markings on his neck which would probably appear in a few hours. But finally, after what seemed like eternities, the young man began to come back to reality just slightly, just enough to know that he wanted to give this to Vianna, that he wanted her to feel this way. And so, before he really thought about it, his dark brown eyes fluttered open groggily and he gently pulled Vianna up towards him, successfully removing her lips from her neck and then practically attacking her ear. But his gesture was gentle, his kisses were sweet and far from hurried once he got there, beginning to plant the most loving of kisses right behind her ear; something he felt as though he hadn't done in ages.

ooc: "practically attacking her ear." That made me LOL so bad. 'Cause it's like... if people were to randomly read that post, they'd be like "Wtf? Why is he attacking her ear?! O_O What's this all about?!"

Vianna was completely lost in kissing her husband's neck at this point. He wasn't the only one receiving a sort of blissful sensation from this, as she too was quite enjoying awarding him these kisses, feeling his smooth skin beneath her lips. Of course, she didn't feel the bliss as strongly as he did, but this was definitely not a one-sided gesture, not something only one of them was enjoying. However, after what could've been hours of this (and after pretty much covering almost all of the poor young man's neck in marks that were invisible at the moment but would show up eventually), Vianna was brought back to reality as Ferris pulled her just enough so her lips left his neck and her face made an appearance, her crystal blue eyes meeting his brown ones. She smiled at him, but was barely able to fully register his expression before he was getting his revenge (though she knew his intentions weren't really vengeful and evil), kissing the girl behind her ear in that way that always got her to squirm on instinct, her cheeks turning just the lightest shade of pink. "Professor!" she protested.
It was amazing how quickly the tables had turned.

OOC: I had to! I was like, it's too funny not to put in there.

"What?" Ferris grumbled playfully to her ear, never pausing in his mission as she said his favourite nickname accusingly, a slight smile to his lips. "Can't take your own medicine, gem?" he continued teasingly, his kisses never stopping, only getting more and more loving as he caught the smallest sight of her pink cheeks. "I can hardly feel my neck right now," he informed her with a soft chuckle, his breath falling onto her smooth skin as he then turned silent, his full attention on that one spot behind her ear. But he wasn't just teasing; he wanted to give her what she'd given him, he wanted to make her feel amazing and to make her neck lose all feeling by the time he was done. He hadn't felt this way in a long time, he hadn't been able to kiss her neck, give her all this attention in what felt like ages. And he liked getting back to it. He'd always enjoyed kissing his wife, feeling her near to himself, coating her in the sweetest of gestures, and he was just now realizing how much he'd missed it.

ooc:

Vianna narrowed her blue eyes at the young man placing kisses behind her ear, though she couldn't see him, as he teased her, asking if she couldn't take her own medicine. "I don't know what you're talking about," she replied simply in a mutter, the shoulder to the side of the ear Ferris was 'attacking' still squirming on instinct. It's not that she wanted him away or off her neck, of course not, but her body acted on its own when he did this sort of thing, it was just an instinctual reaction she couldn't control, just how you can't help but laugh when tickled. Vianna seemed pleased, though, as Ferris then shared with her that he could hardly feel his neck anymore, something she took pride in for the short time that logic was still with her. But then logic left, and her blue eyes closed, and she was left with nothing more than her sense of touch, more aware than usual of her husband's lips, of how wonderfully they were treating her skin, sending the girl off to a cloud of pure bliss.

But. Let us not forget - this is Fervi. Since when could Fervi get away with enjoying themselves without interruption? That was simply not allowed; Merlin would not allow it, they had always been his favourite victims. And for that reason, there was loud banging on the suite doors at that moment. Vianna didn't hear it, though, completely distracted in her husband's kisses, and after a few moments of silence that followed after the rude knocking, the doors opened and in walked none other than Vince.
He looked an absolute mess. There were leaves and twigs sticking out of his usually perfectly combed hair, stains all over his clothes, they seemed to be mud and grass and puddle water stains. His jacket had gone missing somewhere on his way here, and his face was just as covered in dirt and looked as messy as the rest of his appearance.
He looked positively annoyed by the sight that greeted him.

"Oh, but of course! Leave your brother to rot while you snog your scrawny husband, why don't you, Vi?" he said bitterly.

It was at that moment that Vianna's blue eyes fluttered open, wide and startled. Very quickly, she rolled off her husband and sat up on the couch, the pink on her cheeks growing to glow brighter. But all embarrassment left her when she caught sight of her brother and registered his appearance. "What happened to you?!" she asked, bewildered.

"What do you think? The guards notified almost every other city guard in Rome about me; just when I thought I'd gotten rid of them, two more showed up a few streets down. Then more, and more. I don't think there's a part of Rome I haven't visited now, even the dumpsters are familiar now," the young man explained, irritation in his voice. He seemed indignant, and his irritation only seemed to escalate as his little sister had the audacity to burst into a fit of giggles. Like his story was funny! "It's not funny, Vianna!" he snapped at her. But it was no use, the girl was too consumed in her own giggles and amusement to pay attention to him, and, seeing that there was no use in arguing now, and craving a long, warm bath more than ever, Vince merely shot the couple the most murderous of glares before disappearing into the hall.

Ferris was unaware of any banging at the door, his mind completely locked on the task at hand, at kissing his wife's neck mercilessly, as lovingly as he could. It was only when Vince's voice cut through the air that the young man managed to pull himself away, turning to look at the entrance for the second time that night with slightly pink lips, brown eyes groggy and expression bewildered as Vince mentioned his distaste with the fact that he'd be running around Rome all night and his little sister was 'snogging her scrawny husband'. Ferris seemed pleased with his mention, slightly pink but grinning from ear to ear as though rather proud that this beautiful girl was, indeed, snogging her scrawy husband. It was as though he hadn't been that husband for the past four years, as though this was all new once more.

Before he knew it, Vianna was up and out of his arms, sitting up on the couch and inquiring as to what happened to her brother. He cleared his throat slightly, looking over once more to listen as Vince recounted his story of running all across the neighborhoods of Rome, being chased by guards all the way. Ferris couldn't seem to contain his laughter as this story was told, his long string of chuckles mixing in and around Vianna's beautiful giggles, only increasing as Vince snapped at them. Out of minor respect, the young man attempted to cover up his laughter with a cough, watching with amused brown eyes as he disappeared down the hallway.

After a moment of silence in which they merely watched Vince disappear, Ferris allowed his gaze to return to the girl at his side, watching her for a moment before tackling her playfully back down into the couch cushions. He attacked her ear once more playfully, his lips mercilessly beginning to kiss behind her ear, letting out a couple soft chuckles as his arms slipped around her.

Vianna was still giggling lightly to herself as she watched her brother disappear in the hall leading to the bedrooms, amusement sparkling bright in her blue eyes. Eventually, after a moment of her giggling and Ferris chuckling, the girl's giggles died out, and she turned to her husband with a bright smile, her features still very clearly amused. But then, next thing she knew, she was laying down on the couch once again, and Ferrris had returned to placing merciless kisses behind her ear and neck once again, causing the girl to giggle lightly once more, squirming slightly on instinct. But she was soon forgetting all about her brother and his adventures trying to escape the guard, returning to that mindset she'd been in before he came in, her crystal blue eyes closing and her mind slowly leaving her, so she was completely lost in that cloud of bliss that came with being kissed by the person she loved most once again. It was an amazing feeling, and she couldn't believe she'd been deprived of it for so long.

Ferris's kisses were slowing down, getting sweeter and warmer, heavy and loving on her lightly tanned skin as his breathing evened out once more and he found himself falling into a minor bliss of his own. But he loved kissing Vianna, he loved coating her skin in loving gestures, and he hadn't been able to kiss her like this in far too long; it'd been ages. His arms were getting more snug around her, keeping her as close as possible, his lips leaving every last bit of that area behind her ear and a bit below covered in the most loving of kisses, unable to help himself as he sort of melted into her.

That was, until Merlin struck again. The sound of clicking heels could be heard outside the suite, incessant and sharp as they approached the door; and then a horrible little knocking of rings against the door. Ferris hardly noticed, his mind only falling out of the fog a good minute or so later when the knocking became incessant. "Let me in!" called Julia from behind the door.

"Go away!" was Ferris's first, grumbled response, his lips only leaving Vianna for a moment before they returned a second later to their business with a soft chuckle. But then, as though Merlin was just having fun at this point, Julia miraculously found where she'd misplaced her room key and entered just moments later.

"Honestly, is it really all that hard to open a doo--" She cut off at the sight of Ferris attacking Vianna's neck on the couch, the most disgusted of scowls coming onto her expression, immediately bringing up a hand to cover her eyes. "Ewwwwwwwwww!" she squealed out at them, unwilling to move her hand as she gave a visible shutter and spun around a couple times as though this would erase the image from her mind. Ferris let out a slight growl-sigh combination as he defeatedly released his wife, sitting up on the couch with slightly pink lips and watching Julia with wide brown eyes as though to say, 'Really?' How many times could they possibly be interrupted?!

Vianna had been completely oblivious to the knocking on the heavy, polished dark wood doors of the suite at first. She couldn't hear anything besides her own breathing at this point; well, and Ferris's. Her attention wasn't on hearing, anyway. Her attention was on her husband's lips, on how wonderfully they were treating her skin, on how amazing it felt to be kissed by him, and how badly she didn't want it to end. Her hands had found their way over to his soft curls, absentmindedly playing with them the way she so often loved to do as he continued kissing her neck.

But then came Julia's voice, cutting through the cloud of bliss the couple had been in like a sharp knife, causing Vianna's brows to furrow slightly. She giggled lightly at Ferris's simple response to her brother's girlfriend, her crystal blue eyes fluttering open as she was interrupted from the daze she had been in. But even if she was mildly amused by her husband's reaction, the girl couldn't help feeling a little annoyed. What would it take for everyone to just let them be? Couldn't they just apparate straight into the suite like they had done, or something?!

It was then that Julia managed to enter the room, now causing a scene over her disgust of the sight that greeted her. Vianna understood how the girl could be disturbed, but she didn't necessarily feel bad. This was nothing compared to the things Julince made them witness! As Ferris then sat up on the couch, so did Vianna, a tingling sensation on the back of her ear and on her neck, where Ferris had been kissing her mercilessly. She sighed softly, trying her best not to look too annoyed, as she didn't want to be rude, but it was hard when Julia was squealing so obnoxiously and causing such a scene.

Just a moment later, a very irritated and annoyed-looking Victor walked into the scene in his pajamas, the most murderous of glares on his expression as he caught sight of Vince's girlfriend squealing loudly. "WHAT now!?" he snapped at the group in general, not pleased at all to see that Fervi had decided to stay out in the living room to continue their snogging session, which he could only assume was what had Julia like this. This was all their fault, if they'd just gone to their room like every normal couple in the planet, Vince wouldn't have been causing a scene earlier and Julia wouldn't be squealing so annoyingly now.

A couple moments after Victor's appearance, a bewildered Vince ran into the room, dressed only in the towel that had been wrapped around his waist, the rest of his body dripping in warm water. Clearly, he had been in the middle of a shower or a bath when this happened, as his hair was soaked as well. "Ferris Wheel, get your hands off my sister!" blurted out the young man, assuming that the person shrieking so horrendously had been his little sister. Perhaps Ferris had been getting out of hand or something, and his little sister needed rescuing.

Victor rolled his eyes. "It's not Vianna, it's your girlfriend," he explained simply in what almost sounded like a growl. He was beyond irritated at this point, and wanting nothing more than to hex everyone's heads off.

Vince blinked. "Oh," he muttered. His cheeks were just the lightest shade of pink for a moment there, clearly rather embarrassed for the way he had just randomly burst into the scene looking like this and making assumptions that had turned out to be untrue. He threw Julia a not-so-friendly look (he was still annoyed with her for shoving him into the fountain earlier), and turned back to the group overall. "Well, if no one's dying and Ferris Wheel is actually behaving, then I'm going back to my shower," he said simply before turning and disappearing back into the hall.

"You two would be wise to head to your rooms as well, I think you've caused enough chaos as it is," said Victor, now addressing the couple that sat sheepishly on the couch.

OOC: "Ferris Wheel, get your hands off my sister!" Oh gawsshhhh. Best line ever. Aw mannn... *wipes eyes*

Ferris was shooting Julia a greatly annoyed look, obviously not too happy with the obnoxious response they were receiving from the over-dressed girl, trying to think of the best thing to say to get her away from them (in the nicest way possible). But before he could really say much, Victor was entering the scene, snapping at everyone in his pajamas and causing the young man's eyebrows to raise. And before he could even really register this, the booming of Vince's voice was thundering down the hall, commanding that Ferris get his hands far and away from Vianna. On instinct, his eyes widened and he retrieved his hands from around Vianna's waist where they'd been sitting, realizing moments later that this command made absolutely no sense (which was confirmed as Victor mentioned that the squeals had come from Julia, not Vianna). It was just instinct; when the older brother said to keep your hands to yourself and he was thundering down the hall, you pull your hands back before he does it for you. Ferris felt rather ridiculous for following these instructions, flashing his wife a sheepish smile as he returned his arm around her, letting out a soft chuckle.

Julia had grinned immediately at the sight of Vince coming out in a towel, obviously not seeming to understand that she had caused all of this chaos single-handedly. She was just going to flutter over to his side, all too amused by the fact that he'd probably just gotten in to take a shower (though feeling just a teensy, tiny bit guilty that perhaps she'd taken it too far). Oh well. But before she could really get near him, he was shooting her a look and she paused, blonde eyebrows furrowing in confusion, as though unaware that she'd pushed him into a fountain earlier. "Vinciepoo!" she called down the hall as he started back towards their room, quickly trailing behind him with that horrible clicking sound accompanying her.

Ferris watched this with furrowed brows, shaking his head slightly, and turned his dark brown eyes to Victor as he mentioned it would be wise to head to their room as they'd caused enough chaos. And it was rather amusing how Fervi truly looked like two teenagers caught kissing on the couch, now being scolded by an elder of some sort. But Ferris looked a little bewildered, innocent, and a tiny bit giddy with his misdeeds as Vianna sat next to him sheepishly, his arm still around her waist as both of their cheeks went a light shade of pink. And possibly the funniest part was the pink marks that coated all over Ferris's pale neck, just beginning to come into sight on Vianna's lightly tanned skin, falling down from behind her ear.

ooc: Bahahahaha! Gotta love those over-protective brothers who must always assume the worst.

Vianna was completely startled by Vince's sudden appearance, scolding her husband as if he had just done something unforgivable. She was bewildered at first, completely puzzled as to what got her brother to react like that, and assuming he could only be right if her husband was pulling his arms away right at that moment. What had Ferris done? But the confusion soon cleared up as Victor explained that it was Julia who was causing a scene, and Vianna understood then that the younger of her two brothers had been puzzled, assuming that she had been the one shrieking like that. As this realization dawned on her, Vianna's bewilderment turned into amusement, and she turned to her husband with a smile as he returned his arm to her waist, almost looking as if she was sharing a triumph with her accomplice, her partner in crime. But how could she not feel like a criminal when her brothers and Julia were making such a fuzz over her and Ferris kissing?

The girl felt a little relieved, though, as Vince and Julia disappeared from the scene, bringing calm and quiet into the living room. But there was a doom and gloom sort of feel in the air, and Vianna realized then that it was coming from her dementor-like older brother, who was glaring at them murderously and suggesting to them that they go to their room where they won't be scarring anyone else for life. Vianna merely nodded her head quietly in response to her oldest brother's command, her cheeks just the lightest shade of pink as a sort of sheepishness took over her features, mixing in with that childlike mischievous thrill she felt to have been caught by her brothers. It was silly to feel that way when they hadn't really been doing anything wrong, and they were a married couple after all, but… she couldn't help it. Perhaps there had been something in the water that just made the couple act like teenagers.

After shooting the pair one last warning look, Victor turned and disappeared into the hallway, leaving the other two to relish in the chaos they had caused. Vianna watched him go, and once he was out of sight, she turned to the young man beside her, flashing him a playful grin before playfully tackling him back down onto the couch, nearly laying on top of him as she placed her lips upon his own in a sweet, playful, enthusiastic, but still very loving kiss that lasted for a few long moments. It was like she was cheering their triumph through it, the triumph of getting away with causing trouble, like they were kids again.
But once those few long moments passed, Vianna pulled back from the kiss, and her blue eyes fluttered open. "Where do you want to sleep tonight, Professor?" she asked the young man, as if they didn't already have room assigned for themselves. But she just wanted to confirm, to know if he wanted to head back to their room or stay out here and irritate the others further. Vianna didn't mind either; heading to the room meant a big, comfy bed, and staying out here meant getting the pleasure of annoying the others and giving Julince a taste of their own medicine. It was a win-win situation.

OOC: Anyway, I'm off for now Deeee Derupersss! I'll definitely be back on tomorrow! See you then!

Ferris let out a soft chuckle as Vianna practically tackled him down into the couch once more, planting her lips on his own in a sweet, enthusiastic way that he couldn't help but return with all of the loving on the planet. He slipped his arms more comfortably around her slender waist, kissing her adoringly with triumph clear in his gestures, loving the feel of her so near to him and obviously rather amused with the way they kept pestering their suite-buddies. As they finally broke apart and Ferris's dark brown eyes could flutter open once more, the young man's gaze began to sparkle as he beamed at her, listening with the warmest of smiles as she asked where he wanted to sleep for the night. His eyebrows rose just slightly at the question, dimples slowly coming out of hiding as he thought about their options. "Couch means...more pestering," he admitted with an amused smile, "But big bed means...big bed," he gave a soft chuckle. "I vote for the big bed." He gave a brief nod, "Maybe tomorrow we can squeeze in some time to disgust our roommates then." And before anything else could be said, he was getting up from the couch, turning back to her only to pick her up and swing her over his shoulder casually as though she was a sack of potatoes. Granted, he handled this bag of potatoes as gently as he could, but he planted the most amused of grins on his pale expression as he did so, starting towards their room.

ooc: Awww alright Ruthers, see you!

Vianna listened with an amused smile as Ferris considered his options before then opting for the big bed in their room, something that didn't quite surprise the girl and got her to chuckle softly with amusement. The idea of a nice, cozy bed with many blankets and many pillows sounded quite appealing at that moment. She laughed lightly as Ferris then suggested they could squeeze in some time to disgust their roommates the following day, completely amused by his words, before he then suddenly sat up, picking up the girl from the couch and swinging her over his shoulder like she was just another sack of potatoes he had to move from one place to the next. "Hey!" protested the girl who was now left looking at the back of Ferris's t-shirt instead. "Professor, you should know better than to treat your wife like this!" complained the girl, though she didn't sound too horribly upset. The reason for that was because she was distracted, her blue eyes examining the fabric of the young man's shirt before one of her hands reached to it, sliding her fingers around the hem and pulling the shirt up just barely. She giggled lightly to herself, like the mischievous overgrown child she was that night, and began to absentmindedly trace her fingers along the young man's back, hoping to get some sort of reaction out of him, something that gave her back some of the power he took away when he so easily just swung her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Teenage-minded Vianna didn't like being the one without the power, she preferred to be on the lead.

Ferris couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle as Vianna protested, listening as she mentioned that he should've known better than to treat his wife like this. "She likes it!" he replied teasingly, as though they were talking about someone else rather than her. He was just marching down the hall proudly, obviously rather pleased with his means of taking his wife to their new location, when he suddenly felt the back of his shirt being pulled up just slightly; and then even more suddenly, her fingertips tracing along his bare back. His brown eyes widened at this new sort of feeling on his pale skin, immediately jumping just slightly at the sudden feel of her fingers there. "Vi!" he complained, letting out an involuntary shiver that seemed to shake every part of him. His cheeks went pink at his own lack of control, scowling slightly. What was wrong with him?! It must've just had something to do with Vianna touching him, it was just like when they were teenagers and everything was new, every little touch was electric. But this wasn't necessarily because he was feeling like a teenager (which he was) but rather an involuntary reaction that simply came with Vianna's touch where it normally wasn't. It wasn't everyday that her fingertips traced along his back and it took him for surprise.

Vianna giggled as she felt the young man carrying her shiver, listening as he called out her name accusingly in a complaint. She was quite pleased with his reaction, glad to see that she had some control again, despite the fact that he was the one carrying her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. "What is it, Professor?" the girl replied innocently, as if confused as to why he would call her name like that, her fingers still absentmindedly tracing over his back before pulling her hand away and releasing his shirt. She didn't want to push it too far, in case the boy got so distracted he dropped her or something, and it looked like a rather painful fall from all the up there on his shoulder.

"You can't just start touching me while I'm trying to walk!" he complained to her with the slightest traces of amusement on his pale expression, rolling his eyes just slightly as though she should've known this. Ferris's grip became a bit more comfortably snug around her waist, his other arm holding onto her legs as he gave a soft chuckle, "It's not very nice to do to your husband," he grumbled as they made it to the end of the hall and therefore their room. He smiled slightly at the sight of it, opening the double doors only to see the gorgeous room that had been set up for them, claimed as their own. Without further ado, the young man approached the bed and then plopped his wife onto it on her back, simply reversing what he'd done to pick her up. "Keep your hands to yourself, troublemaker," he grumbled playfully to her in reference of what happened to him in the hallway, his hands coming to rest on either side of her waist as he leaned over her to plant the sweetest of peck kisses to her lips.