Maria gave a gentle sigh as she was sat between Georg's legs beneath a tree one morning and his back was pressed to the trunk of it as his arms were tightly around her waist, his soft lips pressing lightly against the side of her neck as he trailed warm kisses down to her shoulder. He slid the spaghetti strap of her summer dress slowly down her arm in order to give himself a larger canvas to cover with kisses, and her head lolled back against his strong chest. 'Does that feel nice, Maria?' He asked softly as he began to trail his kisses back up towards her ear, drawing the lobe of it through his teeth when he reached his destination. She nodded with a soft whimper as one of his hands moved to her thigh, slowly caressing the outside of it through her thin chiffon dress. He was aware that the two of them were being watched by Sister Bertha as she stood a short distance away from them, and Maria blushed madly at his intimate caresses as she turned her head into the side of his neck. 'Maria, there's no need to feel insecure about her watching us together like this,' He hummed softly to her. 'I love you and you love me, and this is completely normal, I promise you. We aren't doing anything sinful, my love,' She nodded slowly and pulled away from him momentarily, refusing to meet Sister Bertha's gaze. It was then that he noticed Maria's guitar case propped up against the tree and a smile formed upon his lips. 'Why don't you play something?' He raised his brow as she turned to look at him and her eyes held love and devotion. 'You know that helps you to relax, sweetheart,' She nodded as she lay the case down and opened it, gently removing her guitar and placing it in her lap as his arms remained around her. 'What is it?' He asked as she hesitated for a moment, and she lay her head back against his shoulder to meet his eye.
'I was just wondering,' She placed her hand upon his chest and felt her heart race from the way he was looking at her. 'I know that when I asked you to play something on the night that the Baroness arrived you played Edelweiss, and I know that when you sang it we both realised just how in love we were with one another,' He chuckled as he kissed her temple and she blushed slightly. 'So I was wondering, that is - hoping that you'd teach me how to play it,' He fell more in love with her as he saw the slight pleading in her eyes, and kissed the tip of her pointed nose lightly.
'You mean, you've never played this song before?' He raised an eyebrow at her as he moved one hand from her waist to run down the outside of her arm. She shook her head as she took her bottom lip between her teeth. 'Flaming hell, Maria, I love you,' He breathed as he nuzzled his nose against hers. 'Of course I'll teach you,' He reassured her, her eyes lighting up a little. 'If that would make you happy, my darling?'
'It would,' She admitted gently as she turned back to face the guitar and she held it properly in her hands, her heart speeding within her chest as his larger hands came to cover hers, lacing their fingers together upon the strings. He heard her breath quicken slightly, and he buried his face in the crook of her neck as he smirked teasingly, stealing a few sweet kisses. He then slowly began to teach her how to play the chords.
'...Edelweiss, Edelweiss,' He was singing softly into her ear by the end of the song, her head resting in the crook of his neck as their fingers moved gently over the strings. 'Bless my homeland forever...' When the last chord ceased to vibrate, she slowly lifted her head and met his now darkened gaze, noticing the desire in his eyes. 'You are so,' He kissed the corner of her mouth. 'So, beautiful,' He kissed her lips slowly as their fingers remained entwined. 'I don't know what made you accept the commission of becoming my children's Governess this past summer, but I'm so thankful that you did,' His voice was husky as he held her chin gently and her eyes sparkled with soft tears as she wore a loving smile.
'Me too,' She leaned forwards to brush her lips against his delicately, her hand finding the back of his neck.
'The things I'd do to you right now if we were married,' He growled as he began to lightly nip her neck. 'I'd take you inside and up to bed, and wouldn't let you leave my arms for the rest of the day, you beautiful little minx,' She gasped against his shoulder as her eyes fluttered closed.
'I love you so much,' She whimpered with slight need as she felt him trailing his fingers slowly through her golden hair. 'Oh, why do we have to wait nearly another month until the wedding? Why can't it be tomorrow or today, even?' He chuckled lovingly at her lack of patience over their wedding day, it being one of the things he loved most about his fiancee.
'It will be here soon enough,' He reassured her as he buried his nose into her hair. 'And then I will take you on our honeymoon, carry you over the threshold of our hotel room and make slow, sweet love to you until the sun comes up,' She trembled in his arms as she buried her face into his neck and smiled at the prospect.
'What a lovely thought..' She sighed.