A Vacation In Paris
AUTHOR'S NOTE: If you see conversations that have * in them that means the words are in French since I don't know the language.
6 months before pregnancy
Zodical POV:
James and I were on a plane to Paris for a vacation... much needed one mind you.
James had the old pre flight anxiety.
"You alright man?" I asked.
"Just some pre flight jitters is all" said James flustered.
I took his hand and said "Relax i'm right here just breathe".
"I'm gonna take a nap, wake me up when we landed" said James as he rested his head on my shoulder...snoring.
After many hours of flying we got off the plane and took a taxi to the hotel.
"Jesus i'm tired" I said as I plopped on the bed.
"Me too" said James as he plopped on the bed.
"Did you check out the bathroom?" I asked.
"Yeah, there's a hot tub" replied James.
"Order room service while I'll wait for you there" I replied as I slipped into something as I fired up the hot tub.
As I was relaxing(and falling asleep) in the hot tub James approached me and said "You falling asleep in there?"
"Huh? what oh hey" I replied.
"The food should be coming soon" said James as he got in the hot tub with me.
"So how have you been enjoying this vacation so far" asked James.
We haven't done much yet, but first thing tomorrow we're having breakfast at the top of the Eiffel Tower" I replied.
James' face turned ghost white.
"Uh babe I told you I have a fear of heights" he added.
"James please?" I pleaded.
"What do I get out of this?" he asked.
"Uhh food" I replied.
"You're gonna have to do better than that" said James.
"Fine if you do this...you'll never have to do ANYTHING height related ever again" I added.
"Jordan told me that when he made me go the Space Needle in Seattle and look at what I have to do now" said James.
"Oh for fuck sake James just please do this and you won't have to do anything like this again" I pleaded.
"Fine but only because I love you so much" said James.
"Awww" I replied.
But as we were about to kiss the door rang.
"I'll get it" I said a I got out and put on a bathrobe.
"My wallet is on the bed, credit card is in the first pocket" said James.
Room service: *49.98 ma'am*
Zodical: *Here you go*
Room service: *have a good evening ma'am*
Zodical: *Thank you have a good one as well*
"Food's here James" I told him.
"Never heard you speak French before i'll admit it's kinda sexy" said James as he laid down on the bed and turned on the TV.
"Thank you" I replied as I laid next to James.
The Follwing Morning
I woke up to find James' arm around me and snoring a bit. He looked adorable...kinda.
I grabbed my phone and tweeted my sleeping James.
Zodical: This is what I wake up to every morning. UberHaxorNova
James then cuddled me close and kissed my face.
"Well good morning to you to" I added.
"Good morning" said James sluggishly.
"Uh James can you let me go now?" I asked.
"No" replied James.
"James come on we got to get up we're having breakfast at the Eiffel Tower remember?" I asked.
"Just five more minutes" replied James.
"Now mister" I demanded.
"Jesus what are you my fucking mother?" asked James.
"No i'm your wife" I added.
"Whatever let's just get this over with" said James as he got up from bed.
"Trust me you're gonna love it" I assured as we got ready and got the camera to record James.
We took a taxi and as we arrived James looked up at the Eiffel Tower and began to look scared.
"James look at me, just don't look down and you'll be fine" I encouraged.
We went up the elevator and as I was enjoying the view James felt a little bit more at ease.
"This had better be worth the trip" said James.
"Relax" I told him.
As we reached the top we found a table and sat down. Easy right?
"Well that wasn't so bad" I told him.
"I just want some fucking breakfast" said James.
"Have you finally beat your fear of heights?" I asked
"No" he replied.
I stopped recorded as I took out my phone.
"Let's take a picture" I asked.
We took a selfie of us outside on the top of the tower and tweeted it out.
After we finished breakfast James asked. "Now can we get the fuck down from here?"
Later that night we were getting ready for bed.
I was drying my hair with my blowdrier when James wrapped his arms around my waist.
"Yes James?" I asked.
"Am I not allowed to hug my woman?" he replied and kissed me.
He then picked me up and carried me in his arms to the bed.
As he laid on his back I got on top of him. We began to make out with each other slowly getting more and more agressive.
James then picked me up and we slammed each other against the wall.
"*Make love to me James*" I pleaded.
"I have no clue what you said but you got it" he replied.
I then jumped on him wrapped my legs around his waist as he caught me.
He then put us back on the bed and the kisses became moans one after another.
"*More James more*" I pleaded.
45 minutes to an hour later.
"Whew... that...was...fantastic" said James out of breath.
"This has been...the best vacation...ever" I replied catching my breath.
"Say something meaningful to me in French" James requsted.
"*I love you so much my one and only man who'll i'll always be with until the very end*" I told him.
"What did you say?" asked James.
"Something cheesy and gay" I replied as we kissed each other.
Author's Note: What the actual fuck did I just write?