Chapter 2
Idea
In the dark silence of the night after the last, I gazed down at the city from the bell-free of the clock tower, pondering among my thoughts; agony as it was the only part of me where things always changed – filled with so many thoughts and not only my own – and for a mind that felt so empty at that moment in time... it just felt so full.
As the last stroke of twelve had ceased to vibrate, I heard light footsteps scaling the tower's stair, and then into the moonlight stepped forth my beautiful wife, Sulpicia – in the light of the full moon, her hair light hair was shining brown and her face was more beautiful than the face of Aphrodite, Venus, and Calypso combined. I smiled briefly and I outstretched my left hand, beckoning her to come to my side; just as her warm blossoming whisper faintly blew into my ear.
"I sense your mind is far, my Love." Pressing her body against my back, her firm hands massaged my shoulders and gracefully followed down the solid triceps of my arms; once again she spoke as her moistened lips touched my ear. "Where have you gone, my angel of death? Come back to me."
My eyes then rolled back into their sockets as she pecked her lip below my ear, and continued to kiss down my neck and my jaw as the touch of her skin betrayed her thoughts to me; and I saw passed the walls of the city, far out into the country-side... where I had asked for her hand so many centuries ago.
But, breaking back into the present, adjusting her position to my torso, Sulpicia then stretched upon her toes until her luscious full lips completely fell upon mine. Feeling the tip of her tongue brush against my own, I gently forced her back against the clock tower stone; her head began pouring with inviting impure thoughts of us in intermit embrace. Temptation grasped the both of us; particularly with her hands guiding their way down, reminding me of the satin slenderness feel of her curvaceous body.
"Oh Aro…" she moaned lustfully.
The taste of her sweet breath in my throat was to die for, breathing out my content in orgasmic pants, she giggled innocently as my lips came to her neck; Sulpicia's hands then came up to my chest, distancing me slightly, as things began to settle – as she and I knew well that every other vampire in the city could hear us.
Then as I remembered, I finally answered her question, "I yet to find what I am looking for, my Lady..."
Smiling so blindly in each other, her fingerings contently tangled through my long black hair; but then from out of absolutely nowhere a peculiar a thought had momentarily crossed my mind.
"My Dearest Heart, in all our years of marriage, have you been happy...?" I asked. "Truly?"
She looked at me befuddled. "Of course I have... well... perhaps if you were not so vigorously protective of me; such as letting me explore the city every once and a while, and not just when I have to witness your massacres."
"I fear too much for your safety."
Sulpicia lightly cradled my face in her hands, "You fear too much of becoming like poor Marcus... you fear the world too much, my Lion. Aro, my Love, because of you, Caius, and dear Marcus; Volterra is the safest place in the world for a vampire," her voice was so calm and loving; it made it more than assuring.
"So you needn't worry about me, after all I do have Athenodora, and by your order, Corin. But why do you ask of my contentment?"
I looked away, slightly reluctant. "Do forgive me, my Dear. A thought has just been growing in my mind, nothing more."
"Please tell me." she prompted. "I'm always interested with on what goes on in that beautiful, fantastic mind of yours."
I hesitated to meet her gaze. "It's just that after seeing my dear friend, Carlisle, and his son Edward with his new family; after witnessing them standing together as one I almost felt… envious of them." Confessing this made me feel slightly unsettled, exposed... venerable; knowing that all of the guard might be listening in on the conversation.
She looked at me; and her ruby eyes were astonished as I continued.
"They seem to have something that this coven has never really had before. The guard fight for me because I offer then protection, occupation but those who stood with the Cullens would have fought for each other and not by order... they stood by one another, like a family... I do not know why but in those brief moments together with the dear child, Renesmee, I became quite attached to her."
"What are you saying?" she asked.
"I... The thought has only ever crossed my mind once before, when dealing with the first immortal child but now I... I have this quivering, exciting desire to start a family."
Her face was deeply in shock but at the same time lit up with happiness. "Oh, Aro, my love, my darling, I would love to... even though it is somewhat delusional. You know we cannot; we can't create an immortal child, so sadly because I would have adored one. But, in a way, Alec and Jane are the closest of what we have to children and maybe it is for the best. How could we possibly raise a child that was half mortality here?"
I nodded, seeing the logic; my sight lowered in dim disappointment.
"You are right, my sweet, the scent of its blood would be too much for vampires like us. Oh well... it was kind of you to listen, my dearest. And I thank you." I leaned forward, and we softly giggled as I forced her against the stone once again to embrace a kiss of her delicious full lips.
But I then immediately saw an image of Edward, alongside his wife and daughter, in Sulpicia's mind; when the conversation had ended, my beloved left me in my peace.
After that night the thought of having a child continued to linger in the back of my mind but perhaps it was for the best interest of coven that we did not have a child; I spoiled Alec and Jane as my own, but, as selfish as it was of me, it still would have been absolutely wonderful to truly have one of my own.
