You know one day you're gonna have to accept a compliment, darling, without trying to laugh it off. Is it so strange that I'd think such good things about the wonderful person who chose me? So, actually, I was thinking, sweetheart, maybe we could try something a bit different tonight.
As I was saying, you're just so beautiful. You're amazing. No, don't look away, darling.
You know I adore you. Now, I'd like you to strip down, as far as you want. Your choice matters.
Always. Yeah, while you do that, let me just gather up a few things, okay? Hmm.
Oh, look at you. You're so gorgeous. Have I told you recently how lucky I am? Yeah, absolutely one of the luckiest people in the world.
Because you're mine. Oh, you like it when I call you mine, don't you? Well, lucky for you, that's part of the plan.
Now lay down for me, sweetheart. Good. Yeah, on your front for me like that.
See, I found these neat markers online. They're like temporary tattoo ones, and I thought, Tonight, I want to cover you in all the words you deserve. You're my princess.
My sweet, beautiful lover. You are incredible. You are smart and so kind.
I'm going to underline kind, like, three or four times, sweetheart. Because it's something I admire about you so very much. Your laughter is delightful.
You smile, and I can't help but smile back. Does the ink feel okay, love? Yeah, that's good.
Now, where was I? Ah, yes. I'm not really a poet, but you outshine the stars.
I think I'll doodle a few along your spine. And let's not forget that you're mine, mine, mine. You're so lovely, and I appreciate you.
You're my good friend as well as my lover, and I adore you for all the little ways you take care of me. What's that? What part are you disagreeing with, sweetheart? You don't think you're beautiful? Hmm, well, you are beautiful.
Your hair is stunning. Your eyes are so pretty, especially when you look at me with such trust and openness. Not to mention every inch of this body of yours.
I adore you. Every single part of you is so very, very beautiful. And one day, you'll believe me.
Hey, there's a thought. Why don't you leave these words for a while, sweetheart? Keep them hidden under your clothes tomorrow, as a reminder of how much I care about you.
They're all going to be covered up by your shirt, but you and I will know they're there. And before you cover them up with clothes, I'm going to spend the rest of the night inscribing the rest of you in the words I feel, and showing you how true they are with my mouth, with my tongue, with my every touch. You're mine.
My good, gorgeous girl. And you're so, so precious to me. I'll tell you over and over until you believe me.
And you know, sweetheart, I'm pretty sure I'm far more stubborn about this than you can be. Now, it looks like the ink is dry. Roll over for me, sweetheart, and let me kiss those pretty lips of yours.
Oh, my good girl, there you are. Hey, would you let me put a little star by the corner of your eye? So that when you look in the mirror, you'll be reminded that you're my star.
I know it would be visible, but. .. Yes? Oh, you spoil me, my darling.
Are you ready for me to show you how beautiful, how precious, how wonderful you are? That's my good girl.