April 1st: A Honeymoon
The daily prompts are back for April! I'm writing them this month to give our lovely Ato a break, but that doesn't mean I can't partake! And we're in for a fluffy, fun-filled month I hope! I've been looking forward to writing this for a while now, and making it as absolutely wacky as possible!
No word counts this month, but I'm going to be aiming to keep them under 1000 words! And, as always, feel free to come and join in!
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Snapshot Saturday – Beginning – Image Prompt
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Spencer was sprawled on the berth as the train rattled onwards, the grey-shale cliffs outside cutting away the sun and plunging them into a flickering darkness. Emily leaned against the window, letting the train rock her as she peered up at the barest slit of sky visible outside. Blue light cast a ghastly shadow up onto Spencer's sharp features, an earbud hanging from his ear as he watched a video on his phone, sheet tangled around his body.
She turned and watched him, shivering as the train suddenly bumped and slipped into a tunnel. With a twitch and a hiss, she saw him jolt and remembered his fear of the dark.
Two steps to slip into the bed beside him; the work of a second to wrap her hands around his and put the phone to the side, straddling his slim body overtop of the sheet.
"Hold your breath until the end of the tunnel," Emily told him pertly, slotting her lips onto his and tasting the smile that traced them. She felt his chest rise, fall, and he held his breath. Every heartbeat of darkness was another kiss she laid, hand against the battering pulse in his neck and aware that his interest was beginning to divert elsewhere. The sleeping compartment was locked, they had another entire day of this sleepy travel…
Hours to kill.
As the train burst out of the tunnel and into sharp blue-yellow light, he brought his hand up to cup her cheek, surging up to kiss her fiercely as he exhaled, and his wedding ring was warm on her skin.
"See," he murmured into her mouth. "Told you a train was a wonderful honeymoon idea. Far safer than the beach you wanted. What could possibly go wrong in a train?"
Laughing, she let him roll her back into the bed, tumbling gleefully into this new life of theirs.
Five weeks later, perched on the rim of the bath with the little blue plus grinning up at her, and while he stared at her all foamy and confused, she'd remember this moment.