Rehearse a bridal carry with Anne

Good work so far, you figure. Anne's lawyer Ulva Lupino and your Legal Aid lawyer Edith Sandoval were both lying on their sides, basking in the afterglow of today's pre-nup signing, a milestone celebrated with drinks and vigorous fucking to a happy ending provided by yours truly, the future husband Joe Kelly, soon to marry in and take Anne's family name. Joseph Campion? Might as well be Joe Cool, as far as it went for you.

You're not sure what the look is on Anne's face. Wry humor and a pout. You know she's been watching closely as you delivered the goods for Counselor Sandoval and Counselor Lupino.

"Well, Ms. Campion, would you care to have this dance?" you ask.

"Oo-oo, perhaps," Anne says, perched in her observer's chair, a beat-up old second-hand piece that came from who-knows-where. "Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps."

"Perhaps I should be more convincing?" you say. You bend low, slide one arm under her knees, and one behind her hips. "Upsie-daisy."

Anne is tall and well-muscled, no petite doll nor soft creampuff. But she's had you on the same regular lifting schedule as herself, first as a spotter, then spotting your lifts. "You'll be a better lifeguard," she'd said. She's teasing, you're sure. Lifts, as such, aren't the most important thing. "I'll be better arm candy," you'd replied. And you lifted, even.

Anne rises up in your arms, wrapping hers gently around your shoulders and leaning into your neck.

Ulva laughs. "And we have liftoff," she says. "Don't drop her, Joe, or it's coming out of your maintenance."

Edith Sandoval scoffs. "Not in the pre-nup Joe signed," she says. "Plus they're not married yet!"

You carry Anne around your bedroom, over the threshold to the kitchen-living area of your apartment, and turn round before you expose yourself in front of any windows. Back into the bedroom, where Edith and Ulva applaud quietly.

"I want you," you tell her.

"I do too," Anne says.

She's so beautiful, so amazing, so strong and vital. She chose to keep the baby, and she chose to marry you? There's a brilliant smile on her face, framed by her dark-red hair.

"We're a little tight for space, Joe," she says. "Back yourself up to that chair. I'll ride you."

Ulva chuckles, but doesn't comment.

With Ulva crashed out on the floor and Edith settled down on your bed, looks like the chair's your choice. Not that you'd intended to take a farewell sex tour of your apartment bedroom, but here you are.

You back up until the chair touches your legs, then ease Anne down onto her feet. She kisses you. "Let's show them how it's done," she says.

"I heard that," Ulva says.

"Ha! Do you even lift, Counselor Lupino?" Anne replies.

Taking Ms. Lupino from behind against your bedroom wall probably counts as some sort of assisted something. But not lifting.

You have Hard +2 (with Fucking Huge), Hot +2 (with Charming), Cool 0, Control -1, and the Character Move Group Sex. You have 2 XP.

Roll +HARD(+2) to FUCK HER: 8 + 2 = 10. On a 10+, choose three.