Tired of smoking cigars in Beyonce's face, prancing around in barely-there bikinis and going for pervy, "sightseeing" tours of the French Riviera's nude beaches, B-Jay finally manage to forget about all those pesky photographers long enough to enjoy a perfectly spontaneous cuddle aboard the Jigga Man's love-yacht.

Ah, you can almost feel the romance in the air—nope, wait, a second. Beyonce's kind of got a round-shouldered, hunchbacked Quasimodo thing happening again in this shot.

Let's try it again, you two. Except this time, maybe arch your back a little more, B.