A/N: I'm from the Boston area so all locations are real :) This story is going to be four chapters long, I think. It will be setup with one chapter as one day followed by a chapter for that night, which will probably change the rating, and repeat for the next day and night. Enjoy!
Shipping up to Boston
True to Olivia's plan the pair woke up with the very first rays of the sun's light and made slow, lazy love. This time everything was soft and quiet with Rafael slowly entering Olivia's body and moving languidly while keeping eye contact with each other. They didn't speak, the silence only broken with sighs and whimpers. With fingers linked the pair reached climax together with mouths sealed to one another's. Staying connected for many minutes after coming down the two share kisses before separating and falling back into a peaceful slumber.
Hours later Rafael woke and pulled himself from the tangle of Olivia's limbs to start his first day as a married man, he would make breakfast and coffee and let that wake Olivia.
Their bags having already been packed they ate and left promptly, ready to make the four hour drive north to Boston. With luck on their side the traffic was mostly light and they made it to the small city in good time. Arriving at the hotel they swiftly checked-in and found the room they would spend two nights in.
The hotel itself was located in the city's seaport district, which had recently transformed into something much more appealing than the parking lots it had once been. The place was called The Liberty Hotel and was a converted jail, part of what drew Olivia to it when she was looking for a place for them to stay. Their room was very spacious with a large king sized bed, a separate living area, small kitchenette, and a luxurious bathroom. The windows of the room overlooked Boston Harbor, which had once again begun bustling with boats big and small at the change of the season.
Dropping her bag on the chest against one wall of the room Olivia gazed out the window, as she stood there she felt Rafael come up behind her. He wound his arms around to her front and dropped his chin to her shoulder.
"What should we do first mi amor?" Rafael wondered quietly turning his head to direct his words into her ear.
"Hmmm," she hummed in contentment, "I'm starving."
Liv leaned back into Rafael's chest and they stayed like that for a moment before he squeezed his arms around her and then pulled away. The warmth of his body gone Olivia turned around and began to throw any essentials into a small purse she intended to carry with her as they travelled through the city. Rafael shoved his wallet, phone, and keys into his pockets while Olivia was doing much the same, when both were done he held his hand out to her and off they went.
The two decided to make lunch easy and laid back and simply went to the restaurant located on the bottom floor of the hotel called The Clink. Raf and Liv were both very entertained by how much the place embraced its history, but when they thought about it that was Boston for you.
With their meal finished they set off to begin their day. There was no plan or itinerary to follow but Rafael had once lived in Cambridge so Olivia let him take the lead.
"Where to first Rafa?" Liv asked as she dropped the sunglasses that had been in her hair to rest on her nose.
Rafael took in her appearance, marvelling at just how relaxed she looked. Liv wore her favorite jeans, that she informed him were called "boyfriend jeans", black Toms shoes, a loose fitting grey t-shirt, and finished it all off with an olive jacket and her black purse. Her hair was down, though she did have an elastic on her wrist in case she wanted to change that, and rested easily on her shoulders, sweeping across her forehead. She was breathtaking, even more so with a smile gracing her features as she realized Rafael was checking her out.
He wasn't looking too bad himself Olivia thought. Like her Rafael had on jeans, though his were more fitted, that showed off his legs and backside rather nicely, if you asked her. Some well worn oxfords adorned his feet. He still wore a button down but the first two buttons at the top had been left undo and it was short sleeved, and a black jacket to finish off the look.
"I thought you might like to see Harvard," he responded taking her hand and tugging her along the sidewalk.
The crowds of people they had to avoid walking into were considerably thinner here than in Manhattan. Rafael took Liv along some newly redone sidewalks that were freshly paved and without blemish. After a few blocks they came upon a greenway, there were bursts of water that shot up from the ground in the area directly across the street from them, with peels of children's laughter as they shouted and ran through the dancing water. Adjacent to that was an art installation of zodiac bust statues followed by plenty of green grass that was dotted with students and families alike. Not much further down was a carousel that spun lazily carrying its riders round its circular path. Stood in the middle was a small building touting itself a visitor center for the Boston Harbor Islands, each a state park one had to travel by ferry to get to.
"After we check out the campus would you want to go see Spectacle Island? It's supposed to be beautiful there." Olivia asked him.
"That sounds wonderful my love." He said simply, tugging her across Atlantic Street, over the greenway, and across Surface Street that framed the opposite side of the greenway. Rafael led them up the cobblestone and brick sidewalk that made up Milk Street for about half a mile, where, along the way, the passed along another greenway that was smaller but no less beautiful than the first, in Post Office Square. Milk Street terminated in area of the city called Downtown Crossing that was filled with stores and a bit of a larger crowd of people, that still didn't compare to Manhattan. Not many vehicles were allowed to pass through this area so the couple made their way to the destination by weaving along the street. Finally Rafael pulled Olivia to some steps that descended into the city's subway system, which seemed almost laughable to a New Yorker.
The locals called it "The T" and at this particular station there were two lines one could hop onto, the orange or the red line. After purchasing tickets with enough fair to allow them to travel a few times across the city, Rafael pulled Olivia past the passengers awaiting the next Orange line train further downstairs to the Red line. Here they only had to wait minutes for the train. It was a simple system of stops and the ride, which spanned a mere five stops and took only twenty minutes until the train pulled into Harvard Station. Here Rafael stood up pulling Olivia with him and exited the station into Harvard Square.
Immediately upon exiting the T station they found themselves on the Harvard campus. It was quite beautiful anytime of the year, with the mix of historic buildings and newly raised architecture, but Spring on campus was something else to behold.
Dogwood and Cherry blossom trees flowered along the narrow streets while students and workers milled about, weaving their way around everything.
"Show me the way Counsellor." Liv joked with her Rafa.
He just grinned and nodded his head in the direction they would be going, "this way m'lady."
Raf didn't pull Olivia onto campus at first, but to a coffee shop, Cafe Pamplona, which looked to be not much more than a hole in the wall to Olivia.
"This is where I got my near lethal doses of caffeine while I lived here for the semesters. It was the best coffee for the cheapest price, which was all that a law student could really ask for. Rita and I spent a lot of time here drinking our coffees, studying, and trying to best each other in any class we happen to be in together," Rafael explains as they came to a stop at the end of the line.
Olivia and Rafael, though they almost never did at home, ordered iced coffees for themselves, when in Rome, they figured as they saw nearly every other person in the cafe drinking one.
With coffees in hand Liv followed Rafa as he brought her by brick dormitories and academic buildings. Finally stopping in front of a plain looking building of smooth white stone, nothing to make it spectacular, and some simple metal letters affixed to the building near the gaping entryway arches. The adorning letters stated "Harvard Law School" this was just one of many buildings of the school. It was the most accessible from Mass Ave, one of the main streets running through the university's campus.
"This is where I spent a lot of my class time while I was here." Rafael told her.
He continued to pull Olivia along with him as they made their way through campus with Rafael giving anecdotes along the way. Eventually Olivia realized they had nearly circled back around to where the "tour" had begun. While walking by some storefronts and restaurants Raf pointed to one specific one.
"That's the Hong Kong, it's a bar with very cheap drinks, three floors, and some crazy memories." His finger pointed to what was mostly a nondescript building.
"Please do elaborate," requested Olivia allowing herself to be more fully pressed against the length of his arm.
Chuckling he obliged. Dragging Liv to a bench they settled next to each other ready to reminisce.
"Well there was this one night; they had test tube shots for a dollar, and to this day I have no idea what was in them but whatever it was it was strong. Anyway, it was a Friday at the end of midterms so everyone was looking to blow off steam, I went with a bunch of friends to the bar to do just that.
"So we arrive at about 11:00, and you have to keep in mind that in Boston last call is 2:00 AM unlike at home, we had a couple drinks in someone's dorm before heading over. Once we all got in we went to the second floor and grabbed a table and some scorpion bowls, which in hindsight was probably what really got this whole thing started, and we were just having a good time together.
"After about two rounds of scorpion bowls we got up to start dancing, and that's when the test tube shots started to get distributed. The next thing I can remember is looking down and finding that my shirt had somehow been torn all the way down the front and was now being held together by knotting the two sides together at the bottom. I honestly do not know how or why that happened.
"I shrugged it off and kept dancing with some girl on the dance floor. Suddenly there's a commotion to one side of me and I see Rita being asked to leave by one of the bouncers for dancing on a table and then trying to move her act to the bar.
"She was in their faces telling them 'you can't kick me out I go to Harvard!' and she said it so earnestly I thought she had a chance of convincing them to let her stay. They didn't though, so I went over to her and yanked on her until I got her out of the bar, at this point it was about 1:00 AM anyway so we slipped into this little Irish bar and sat there to wait for all our friends to make their way out of the bar.
"Rita had settled down a bit at this point and we just sat at a table and had a mixed drink, after one drink I decided that we weren't having enough fun and ordered two tequila shots, and two slices of a lime.
"When the waitress brought them to our table I had Rita lay her head and shoulders on the table top and put some salt along her collarbone, rested the shot glass on the other side and propped the lime in her mouth. So we each did a modified body shot off one another."
Rafael has a smiling stretching his cheeks while Olivia stares on in disbelief, Rita Calhoun and Rafael Barba doing body shots, off one another no less! Liv can't believe what she is hearing.
"It was just about last call so we staggered our way back onto the street to try to find the rest of the people we started the night with. We had stumbled our way close to Arrow St."
He points in the direction to indicate where he is talking about. Wordlessly Olivia follows the direction of his finger, struck by the tale.
"And made our way closer to the Oberon rather than where we started. They had done a performance of a 'Donkey Show' that night and the cast was letting out and finding their way home."
At this Olivia stops him.
"Wait, wait, wait. Did you just say 'Donkey Show' like it's a completely normal thing to happen in the middle of a college campus, or, you know, at all?" She is incredulous at the thought.
Raf barks out a laugh, forgetting that there are other connotations for this.
"No, no. Sorry, I should have specified, it's a modern retelling of Shakespeare's A Midsummer Night's Dream, though at one point they do simulate a woman fornicating with a donkey." Rafael says this last part as if just realizing this.
Shaking his head he continues.
"Moving on, a lot of the cast are these dancers who are absolutely plastered with glitter, and when Rita and I ran into them it turned into a bit of an impromptu party in the middle of the street. I knew a couple of people who performed in the show and there was a lot of singing involved once we all got together in the middle of the road.
"The singing lead to dancing and I ended up pressed against one of the guys covered in glitter, wearing nothing but short-shorts, dancing rather provocatively and shouting out lyrics to some song. We pretty much did this until a cop came up to us and told us to shut the hell up and go home. I think that's when we went back to our rooms, I can't really remember.
"I woke up the next morning covered in glitter, in Rita's room, wearing only the dancer's shorts with no one else in the room to explain to me what the fuck had happened. Rita still won't tell me where she woke up or if she knew anything about how I ended up sleeping in her room and if I messed around with one of the dancers, though she is still holding a grudge about how long it took her to get all that glitter out of sheets. So that's how that night went." He finishes somewhat lamely.
He turns his head to look at Olivia, and would have met her gaze if they weren't both wearing sunglasses. Liv's mouth is hanging open for a moment or two and then she wakes from her deep thoughts.
"There is still so much I have to learn about you," she giggles and gives his hand a quick squeeze.
He can only smile and pull her to her feet.
Raf brings her by the T station that had brought them to the campus over to a large intersection where he points to his left.
"Right there is the only Curious George store in the country, I was thinking Noah might like a souvenir from there."
Together they browse the selection in the store and eventually pick out a Curious George book that Noah doesn't have yet, even though he is probably a little too old for the picture book, as well as some knick knacks for him. They also bought Jesse a picture book that was very popular in Boston called Make Way for Ducklings.
Once they made their purchase they hopped back on the T to travel back to the Seaport district they were staying in. After a quick stop to their room to deposit their purchases Liv and Raf make their way to Long Wharf to grab a ferry to Spectacle Island.
Aboard the ferry Liv leans on the rails to gaze out onto the harbour and Raf takes up residence beside her.
Turning to him Liv says, "I know this isn't some grand honeymoon destination but I am really enjoying myself, thank you thinking of this Rafa."
Raf only smiles and brings her into him for a kiss, well a few kisses, he can feel her smile as kisses her one last time before pulling away. He brings a hand up to her face to push a few loose strands of hair behind her ear.
"Te daré el mundo si preguntas, mi amor." He says staring into the brown eyes he never fails to get sucked into and doesn't care enough to pull himself out of. (I will give you the world if you ask, my love.)
Sweeping Olivia into a hug Rafael breathes in her scent, arms wound around her waist, hands flat against her back feeling so much love and comfort in this moment.
Showing no signs of pulling away Liv whispers, "Te amo Rafa, para todos mis días." (I love you Rafa, for all my days.)
She knows how much it effects him when she speaks Spanish and feels the shiver that runs through him and the kiss he quickly drops to her shoulder.
"También te amo Liv." His voice is rough as he pulls away and she notices just how much happiness is etched into his features. (I love you too Liv.)
The boat ride to the island doesn't take longer than 20 minutes. Once there the couple decides to take a leisurely stroll along one of the beaches before taking a seat on the sand and allowing the sun's rays to warm their skin. After a few minutes of this Olivia makes the decision that she doesn't care about getting sand everywhere and lays back along the beach.
Rafael's sitting form casts a shadow over her prone form so, opening her eyes, Olivia reaches out captures his hand and tugs him down beside her. Hitting the sand with an "oof" Rafael settles himself down beside his wife. It surprises him every time he gets to think of her as his wife.
Interlocking their fingers Rafael says, "You're my wife now and I will never not be thankful and totally surprised that I managed to get you to agree to marry me."
"Stop you dork, you know you're irresistible." Liv shakes the hand she holds just a little.
About ten minutes of lounging in the sand Olivia decides it's time to move on and tugs Rafael into a standing position and begins to brush herself off. It only takes a short moment for Raf to shoo her hands away from her body and take over the job. He runs his hands through her hair first and then down her back to her bottom where he spends more time than is necessary and finally her legs. Once finished he turns his own back to her expectantly. Liv giggles softly to herself and steps into him, but not before he wiggles his butt just a tiny bit for her viewing pleasure. She repeats his process also taking her time at his butt.
Once they are each sand free they find a small concession stand and grab a light snack while waiting for the next ferry to take them back to the wharf.
That night they decide to go out to a fancy restaurant and order fish for themselves knowing it will be especially fresh coming straight from the waters of the Atlantic they are currently looking out over, though from the protection of the walls, because even though it is April it is also Boston and the weather can't be counted on to stay warm.
With the meal over they once again head back to their hotel room. Olivia goes to take a nice long, hot bath while Rafael thinks he will lay back and do some reading. Even though it is only an hour, tops, some alone is nice, even on a honeymoon. Besides they know they will be thoroughly enjoying one another's company again later tonight.
A/N: More to come, would love some thoughts and feedback!