"Do you want to make me happy?" Olivier said as she looked up at her husband with a sly smile.
Miles looked at her curiously and his eyebrow rose slowly. "Do you have to ask me that?
"Then come to bed with me now and make me forget everything that happened today." She said with a smirk, pulling his arm as she led him toward their bed.
The man returned her smirk, pleased with the suggestion and allowed her to lead him. He then remembered her wound and a slight frown crossed his face in concern. "But, your side..."
"It's my side not my front and I think you can be careful if you choose to be, husband." She stopped for a moment to kiss him on the tip of his nose. He raised an eyebrow at her unfamiliar gesture then smiled thinking it to be exceedingly teasing. She was feeling unusually affectionate and wanted to dispel any sort of worry away from him.
"Always the worrier..." She said softly running her hand through his glorious mop of shoulder length silver hair.
He gave a small noise of concern. "It's not me I'm worried about..." He muttered, pulling her into his arms and hugging her around the waist.. "It was bad enough having to be mindful of you asleep last night... I don't want to hurt you Olivier.."
"Miles..." She says in a exasperated tone. "If I didn't feel it was alright, I wouldn't be asking you to, now would I?" She said as she continued to lead him to the bed once again, pulling him to sit by her. She needed this, needed to forget what was going through her mind and disturbing her, she needed his contact his strong arms around her, she needed feel his loving tenderness more than anything right now.
He mused at her words, his brow still creased in concern. He sat beside her, one hand resting on her thigh while the other brushed her cheek gently. "Sadly, you have a point.." He murmured quietly.
"Of course I do, don't I always." She smirked. "Besides I know that my ever concerned husband will be more careful than I would be, so I don't have to worry." She took off her robe, got up slightly to release it from around her and let it slip to the floor. She then leaned closer and slowly wrapped a hand around the back of his neck, claiming his lips with her own. She let her other hand slide up his bare chest to caress those strong familiar muscles tenderly.
The man watched her with a look mixed with desire and restraint. He wanted to, but that wound, what if he opened it? Made it hurt? Caused it more dam- the warmth of her lips against his stopped him mid thought, and he gratefully leant into her, his hands sliding up to rest against her neck and jaw, cupping her face tenderly. "You have too much trust in me.." he muttered against her, unwilling to part their lips.
"I do because I know you well, my major." She whispered, moments later after having pulled away from their alluring kiss. Her eyes roamed his face, studying those features she was so familiar with and she reached for his cheek stroking it, trying to send away any fear he had of harming her from him with her touch. With a gentle half smile and a nod, she slowly moved back into the bed and waited for him to follow.
It was reluctantly he allowed her to move away from him, and it was only with a margin of displeasure that he slid after her, hands leaning to either side of her body allowing him to lean directly over her. His arms were on either side of her, careful to keep his weight from pressing against her. She looked so beautiful to him in that moment as he stared into her eyes and found a warmth she only showed to him, this was Olivier no one but him saw, he bent forward close to her neck.
"As I know you.." His lips grazing along the length of her neck, running across the gentle curve to her shoulder, finding her sweet spot and teasing it,
She let out a noise of pleasure wrapping both her arms around him, and running her hands up his back, relishing the feel of his strong muscles underneath her hands. She closed her eyes as she let herself become immersed in the rush of sensations his simple touch was doing.
He allowed his mouth to delicately trail over her soft skin, fondling her, teasing her. His weight shifting directly onto his left hand while his right slowly raised her night gown to expose her thighs, a minute of careful weight shifting from side to side saw the gown removed, his mouth gradually working lower to reach her breasts with unhurried tenderness.
Her senses were in overdrive, she felt a little gasp escape her when he had carefully rid her of her gown, but the gasp turned into a moan the moment he captured her breast, sending her on edge as he tormented her with that sweet teasing. She wished she could do the same for him but knew that Miles wouldn't let her move more than was necessary. He was taking charge of their love making, his touch and movements were soft, thorough and carried out with the greatest of care. Those simple caresses were causing her sweet agony. She closed her eyes and moaned his name curling her toes, and grabbing onto his arms.
He could hear her, he could feel her, hell he knew her too well. The soft movements of her body against his made his groin hurt and he felt the need to be rid of his clothes and his caution. The part of him that remained in control however, refused to give to those carnal thoughts. He abstained from kissing her body, settling instead to murmur pleasant words and loving sentiments against her skin while he shifted his weight again, allowing one hand to tenderly caress her body, steering well clear of her wounded side.
She felt his hesitation and opened her eyes to his sweet murmurings, frowning a little at his lack of continuing as she'd liked. She reached over to him and tried to tug at his pants, pulling his face toward her forcefully she claimed his lips once again, then moved both her hands and busily worked at unfastening his pants. "I want you now…" She murmured in a low commanding tone against his lips.
He allowed himself to be moved and responded to her with the same gentleness as before. "Don't let me hurt you..." He mumbled.
"You won't..." She softly replied.
His trousers coming away with his own assistance, he slowly shifted his weight once more making sure he wouldn't crush her then took her lips as thrust forward and reclaimed her for his own with natural and easy tenderness. He took her with as much care as he his discipline could muster, sending them both into that familiar rapture they had shared many times before. Their body and soul joined as one.
Several moments later, Miles pulled away from her and stretched out on his back, she rolled to lie onto her unwounded side, nudging closer to him and buried her head within the crock of his neck, taking him his familiar scent. "That wasn't so bad now, was it?" She asked meekly.
He grunted in agreement with her. "You say it like it's never good..." He chuckled, his grin almost cocky. He rested his cheek on her head, pressing a delicate kiss there. "Are you alright?" The cocky humour was gone, his brow creased only faintly.
She slapped him playfully in the chest with a slight frown. "I meant it wasn't as terrible as you thought it might have been, no thanks to this..." She pulled his hand and laid it over her gauzed up wound.
"Of course you did… I know you weren't referring to my sexual prowess at all..." When his hand touched her wound his face changed and worry etched his strong features. "Are you sure you're alright?" He repeated.
"Yes I'm alright…Stop fussing over me" staring into his eyes, and seeing the worry and concern riddling him she smiled a little then she decided to distract him. "You are a tiger in bed, love and I wouldn't have it any other way and " She grumbled absentmindedly drawing circles on his chest, a loud yawn escaped her right after. "I am extremely tired beyond belief now though."
"I'm glad you're fine.." he chuckled planting another kiss to her head and pulling her closer. "Sleep well my wife; I shall wake you in the morning." stroking her side across her stomach with gentle fingers.
"I'll see you in the morning." She patted his chest sleepily, her head resting on closer to him and closing her eyes. "I love y-" She murmured before drifting off to sleep within seconds.
He regarded her with a smile. It amused him how easily she had just fallen asleep. The major pressed a gentle kiss against her head. "I love you too, my queen." Carefully, he pulled her closer, shifting just a little to get comfy beside her, closing his own eyes with a small satisfied smirk.
Author's note: This part two of a story my dear friend TaisaJai and I co wrote. Amusing how I made it start out with a steamy scene :P But I had just edited this part today and I'm working on the other parts now as well. I hope you like it. These two need more love since they're amazing together :D