The Morning After....
Jaelawyn Noble [ Jaelawyn@attbi.com ]
Disclaimer: Love 'em, dun own 'em
Pairing: Alanna/George
Rating: PG-13
Note: This takes place the morning after Alanna and George FINALLY get
together.... I read a harmless bit of A/G fluff and started to write.
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Alanna stood at the balcony in Port Caynn. It was beautiful day out. She knew that George would soon be up and would most likely be ready to be distracted from his fellow thieves. Alanna knew she could provide that distraction - and she would - quite happily.
She watched as the waves broke on the shore of the ocean. She sighed, closing her eyes and tilting her head up to the sun. She felt the warmth on her face, and felt someone grab her waist and kiss her neck. She smiled and tilted her neck to the side so George could do what he wanted.
"'Morning love," he murmured, in between kisses.
She smiled and covered his hands with hers. "Beautiful, isn't it?"
"Not as lovely as you," he murmured.
Alanna smiled. "Flattery will get you everything, my King."
George tightened his hold on her waist. "Everything?" he asked slyly.
Alanna smirked and twisted around in his grasp. She put her arms around his neck and kissed him with a fiery passion that took his breath away. Once they came up for air, George stared at her as she smiled seductively up at him. He smiled, guessing what she had in mind.
"Why don't you take me somewhere we can be alone?" she asked softly.
George swept her off her feet and carried her to his - their - room. Alanna smiled as he dumped her on the bed, then locked the door so they wouldn't be disturbed. "Just to be safe," he murmured as he bent over her, kissing her as they lay on the bed. He was on top, though Alanna didn't mind. She was used to being dominated in bed by the men. After all - they were more experienced.
Alanna grinned as she started to take his shirt off. He was careful as he began to remove her clothes. Alanna groaned and rolled her eyes at him. "George - stop it. I'm not going to run from you. Stop acting as if I'm glass."
George looked at her, his eyes twinkling. "You're a noble, you are made of glass."
Alanna laughed and pulled his mouth down to hers.
Alanna sighed with content. George was sleeping peacefully beside her, one of his arms over her waist. She had never felt so whole. Not with Jonathan, not even with her brother. Her twin was her other half, but George... he completed her. And she enjoyed that. Oh, she enjoyed it so much.
She felt George's arms tighten. He shifted his weight and the bed creaked. He leaned over her and kissed her on the mouth. "I love you," he murmured. "You don't have to say a word, not at all. I just want you to know that I always have loved you."
Alanna smiled at him sadly. "I... I know you have George. And I love you with my whole heart. I never want to leave you," she murmured softly, as he held her tightly. But he didn't hear...