In the usual way

The lodging that L'Abbee's boss had given him was on the second story of a small building behind the casino. Much to Tina's delight, her husband had agreed to carry her up the stairs and into their new apartment. Much to L'Abbee's embarassment, his thin frame was not suited for bridal carrying anyone, much less his wife who was substantially bigger than him. Tina didn't seem to think of this, as she hopped into his arms with reckless abandon, nearly making her flimsy husband double over from the effort.

Still, L'Abbee wanted only to please his Spang'Kee, so he mustered up every ounce of strength he had to carry himself up the stairs, stifling his groans of pain. He could almost hear his joints creaking as he ascended, though maybe that was just the cheap-looking wood of the staircase. The beleagured drow kept an image in his mind's eye of Tina in their bed, undressed in private for once, and let that be his motivation for climbing more. Finally, they reached the final step, and L'Abbee, so determined to see his vision through, kicked open their door and just about tossed Tina onto the small bed by the door. Tina giggled, intrigued by this sudden forcefulness from her husband which only made her want to ravage him even more.

"Still feeling tired, my love?" L'Abbee asked, his labored breathing only making his question slightly less sexy.

"Not for you, baby." Tina purred, reaching to her chest and undoing the ties on her dress. "Never for you." L'Abbee was about to faint, so he tried to look as handsome as possible as he fell into Tina's lap and let his eyes flutter closed. Tina sighed and pat him on the head. "But if your tired, I guess I can do most of the work tonight."

Tina began unbuttoning L'Abbee's coat and shirt, showing off his thin, adorable stomach and chest. He was far from a big man like she'd once dreamed would whisk her away to a happily ever after, but Tina loved that about him. This was a man she could take care of, and she intended to do just that. She let her dress fall open to show her breasts, and L'Abbee cooed in appreciation. Tina planted a kiss on his delectable lips and slipped his shirt off his body and onto the floor. Having loosened the ties on her uniform, she stood and let it fall to the ground, leaving her in just her shoes, stockings, and headdress. "Do you like this look, babycakes?"

L'Abbee nodded. "My sweet, there is nothing you could wear that would make me stop loving you."

Tina giggled again. "In that case," she kicked off her shoes, knelt down and started to unbuckle his pants, "let's see how well we can pull off wearing nothing."