He laughed. "Do you want to?"

"Well, seeing as how we never got to finish, yes."

He just shook his head and laughed. "Alright babe. We can play."

Vixan smiled. "Good. And we can play it uninterrupted."

Arthur paused. "Why don't we play on our wedding night? That would be....kinky.."

Vixan blushed at the thought. "I like that plan even better..."

His grin widened. "This time I will dress you up like a little princess."

She laughed softly. "Well... I do have a dress at home from when I was a principality and we had a royal court..."

His eyes brightened up. "I think we should use one that can be cut up. I'll give you one.."

"Alright then" She smiled softly. "Sounds like a plan"

He found himself overly excited. "You don't even wont to know what I'm thinking."

"Are you sure about that?" She laughed softly. "You still have a while to wait..."

"I can wait. You're worth it." He said, really meaning it.

Vixan blushed once more. "You really mean that?"

Arthur turned to her. "Yes, I mean that with all of my heart and soul my dear."

She smiled. "I'm glad... now please keep your eyes on the road."

He pulled into the driveway of the house. "There we go. now I can look at you, not the road."

"Hm... That is..." She hoped out of the car. "If you can find me." She walked quickly into the house, hiding herself away.

Arthur ran after her. "Come out, come out wherever you are." He frowned and gave up after a while. "I guess I'll have to play alone then." He grinned, knowing she was somewhere around here. He started to pull off his shirt. "So sad. I'll have to just...oh, I don't know....take off my clothes for no random reason."

Vixan bit her lip, trying not to be tempted to come out from her hiding spot. Surely she could simply wait to see him shirtless... Could she?

Arthur finished taking off his shirt. "I'm so glad in alone, otherwise this would be embarrassing." He made sure she could hear him wherever she was. He unzipped his pants and started to slip them down a little, wondering when she'd come out.

She bit her lip, then came to a quick realization. She still had his cell phone on her. Vixan pulled it out and called her own phone anonymously, knowing it was on full noise. Sure enough, she could hear through the wall the Venetian Waltz blaring out from the device. She could only hope that Arthur fell for the bait.

A grin lit up the Brit's face and he followed the noise.

She waited until she was sure he was out of the room and slipped out, finding another hiding spot rather easily.

He frowned, now walking around in only his boxer shorts. "Vixan? Where'd you go?"