A/N: Hello there ! I hope everyone is doing well. I apologize for the time I take to post new chapters, I changed positions at work and I don't have much free time. I finally had a short week of vacation, and after spending the day in Paris yesterday, I remembered that I had a honeymoon in Paris to write! So, let's do it!
As usual, I want to thank every single one of you who takes the time thread and to review. I really do my best to write nice and sweet Dawsey stories, and i'm happy you're enjoying them.
I hope you'll enjoy this parisien chapter!
Have a nice read and don't forget to review!
Sorry for eventual language mistakes, I do my best.
Gaëlle
GABBY'S POV
« I'm so excited! » I exclaim on arriving at the Roissy-Charles de Gaulle airport in Paris, after a transatlantic night flight. With Matt, we decided to do things on a big scale for this honeymoon. We ordered a pack online from an agency specializing in honeymoons in the French capital. The journey started with a business class flight with all the advantages that it provides: a comfortable and quiet flight, meals worthy of the greatest French starred chefs and champagne, except for me, it was rather a cocktail without alcohol, considering my tiny inhabitant. « I cannot wait to walk the city, eat croissants or macaroons on the Champs Elysées, climb to the top of the Eiffel Tower! It's going to be magical! » I yelled, dancing with excitement right in the middle of the hall.
« Baby, calm down, you'll first rest a little! I want you to look out for yourself, we just made a long flight, » Matt said, a little grumpy.
« Matt! » I protest. « First, I feel great! Second, you could be more enthusiastic! » I smiled at him.
« Gabby, you have to rest! » He insists.
« Matt, baby, I'm pregnant, not sick, » I look him straight in the eyes, wrapping my hands around his neck. « And stop grumbling, it's our honeymoon, and it's going to be wonderful! » I put a soft kiss on his lips.
« Sorry, it must be the jet lag! » He apologizes, placing his hands on my cheeks.
« Come on, old husband, let's get our suitcases back, and we'll get to our hotel! » I take him by the hand.
« I'm looking forward to it! » I smiled at him again as we headed for the treadmills to get our luggage back. We have two huge suitcases for only ten days in France.
« My God, I dare not imagine what it will be when we will be three to travel! » Matt rolls his eyes, and I give him a broad grin. « What? » he chuckles.
« I love how you think! You, me and our tiny inhabitant travelling all together! ». We interlace our fingers and head towards the exit of the airport, where a private driver awaits us with a sign bearing our names. « Mr Casey, Mrs Casey, welcome you to Paris, let me take your luggage and sit comfortably in the car, please. » While our driver arranges our luggage, we settle in the back of a luxurious sedan. « My name is Paul, and I'd be your driver for the next few days, » he introduces himself, and with Matt, we look at each other immediately. Paul, as our driver when we first arrived in Miami, if that's not a sign. We smile and let ourselves be guided towards the French capital.
MATT'S POV
« Definitely, traffic jams is not just a myth! » Gabby grows, impatient after an hour's journey.
« I'm sorry, we should be arriving within a few minutes, » our driver apologizes.
Thirty minutes later, our car enters the Champs Elysées, our eyes marvel. We are soon parked in an adjacent street, in front of a majestic Haussmann style building. « Welcome to the Four Seasons Hotel George V, » Paul says as he opens the door of the car. We walk towards the entrance of the hotel and what we see is masterful. « It must be French-style luxury, » Gabby whispers, astonished at what she sees: the white and gray marble floor, the huge crystal chandeliers and the extravagant floral compositions. We are then led to our room, a spacious and bright superior room decorated with a resolutely French elegance and overlooking the Cour de Marbre. The decor is refined, the beige and blue colors are soft, and the fully marbled bathroom promises moments of incredible relaxation. The room is also equipped with a generous desk and a comfortable bergère on which Gabby's eyes are already fixed: « My God, I feel that this will be my favorite place! »
« Oh, wait a while to see the bathroom, and this huge tub! » I teased her, in a seductive tone.
« You're trying to get me a message, maybe? » She smiled at me.
« Well, let's say we're in the middle of a honeymoon… » I said, placing my hands on her hips, before whispering in her ear: « And this big bathtub gives me many ideas, yes… »
« Matt! » She blushed, turning around in my arms to kiss me. « I thought you were tired, that you were suffering from jet lag… » she looks at me with a smirk.
« Well, you know, there are things that immediately make you forget fatigue, » I laughed, pushing her to the chair next to the desk. It's at this moment that we see a little word of welcome to our attention with the program of the next days, a bottle of champagne and a beautiful bouquet of red roses. « I feel like a king, » I say, as Gabby settles comfortably in the armchair. She draws me towards her and I gently put my head on her chest. She caresses my neck and hair. « I'm so happy to be here, » she said, taking the program in her hands. « The organizer really did a great job booking all the tours for us, we just have to let ourselves be guided and do what we want the rest of the time, it's pure happiness! I cannot wait to be tonight for dinner on the Seine… » I listen, forcing myself to stay awake. My eyes finally close, and with my hand resting on my wife's belly, I fall asleep listening to her heartbeat.
GABBY'S POV
After a good nap, we prepared for dinner outside. We booked a dinner during a night cruise on the Seine aboard a traditional boat. A proper outfit was required, I wear a small black dress and vernier ballerinas. As for Matt, he wears black jeans and a white shirt whose collar is open as I like. This gives him an even more sexy side. Our driver awaits us at the bottom of the hotel and leads us on the waterfronts of the Seine, passing by the most beautiful avenues of Paris. We arrive on the boat and are greeted by very well dressed waiters who take us to our table set up on the upper deck of the boat in an intimate and refined room, with subdued light. Before the departure, our waiter brings us an aperitif: « A glass of champagne for Monsieur, a homemade cocktail of fruit for Madame, » he said, placing the glasses on the table as well as appetizers.
« How does he know? » I look at Matt with his big eyes.
« We are on a luxury yacht, honey, they always know everything! » he's laughing.
As we leave the seine docks at sunset, Matt and I are having our first night in Paris and at the beginning of our honeymoon: « Cheers! » I smiled before stealing a kiss. « Oh, French gastronomy! » I languished by discovering amuse-bouches: foie gras, smoked salmon, smoked duck breast, terrines, and other petits fours. We delight in watching the quays of the Seine lit up little by little to the wire that night falls.
« Come on, knock yourself out, you eat for two! » Matt teases me by giving his foie gras toast and making me see the gastronomic menu specially designed by a Parisian chef. « It's so beautiful, » I go into raptures as we savor our starter arriving at the level of the Eiffel Tower. We opted for a menu that made us discover the French culinary specialties, and we each took a different dish to taste as many things as possible. I chose the scallops, while Matt was more reckless and wanted to test the snails. « Are we really going to eat that? » I look at him, decomposed.
« It looks tasty! It smells divinely good! » He answers me, and when he sees my face, adds: « Gabby, don't worry about the name. This dish is very famous in France, like the thighs of frog. It's part of the French gastronomy, so renowned, that you wanted to discover! » He smiled at me. He tasted first and delights: « Oh my God, it's delicious... Oh, that's too good! You should have some of this, honey, you'll love it! » He said as he approached his fork from my mouth. Little convinced, I hesitate to open my mouth when he insists. « Go ahead, I promise you, it's delicious! I will not poison my pregnant wife on our honeymoon, » he does humor to convince me. I open my mouth and reluctantly, I taste. « Hmmm, actually... It's rather tasty, » I say between two mouthfuls. « Oh, and this sauce is divine! » I add as I savor the butter with garlic.
« So wasn't I right? » Matt gives me his famous look.
« You're always right my love, » I smiled, taking a piece of baguette to sauce the garlic butter on his plate while he takes a scallop on my own.
We continue to discover the most beautiful monuments of Paris illuminated in the night during our dinner: the Grand Palais, the Louvre Museum, the Pont des Arts or the Notre-Dame-de-Paris Cathedral. We finish this cruise by returning to the foot of the Eiffel Tower and enjoying our dessert, a cabbage flavor tarte tatin, with a breathtaking view of the Iron Lady. Matt finishes his cup of champagne before kissing me so I can taste it on my lips. « It was a wonderful evening, » I told him, putting my head on his shoulder as we took the air outside.
« And it's not over! » He winked at me. « But first, we have to immortalize that moment, » he said, before turning to one of the waiters and asking him to take some pictures of us on the deck of the boat with the Eiffel Tower shining with a thousand lights, behind us. Before going to find our driver to return to the hotel, we walk, hand in hand, on the banks of the Seine. « Would you like to have a girl or a boy? » Matt asks me.
« Honestly, I would be glad that no matter the sex of our tiny inhabitant, as long as he is healthy. But it's true that a little blonde boy, and strong as his dad would make me very happy, » I put a kiss on his cheek.
« A future little fireman! » he's laughing.
« Oh, we're not there yet. He will do what he wants to do, that's the most important thing! » I smile.
« What if we go back to the hotel to test this marble bathtub? » He makes me soft eyes.
« You are so insistent, Mr. Casey, when you have an idea in mind! » I teased him.
« It's not my wife who will complain! » He hugged me, pressing me hard against him.
MATT'S POV
Upon our return to the hotel, we take a hot drink in one of the luxurious lounges of the hotel before going up to our room. As Gabby moves into the armchair, I put the water in the bathroom. A basin with rose petals and a fragrant bubble bath are at our disposal, so I decide to sprinkle the water. I meet Gabby in the room with both bathrobes. I stretch out her hand to help her stand upright, facing me. Our foreheads touch and I gently approach my lips to kiss her passionately, my hands caressing her arms. I feel her shiver at this contact, and I smile. I put my hands behind her back to unzip her dress. I lower the closure into the small of her back where I put my right hand. My other hand gently pushes the left shoulder strap of her dress, and when the tissue moves away from her skin, I replace it with a kiss. Gabby tilts her head to the side to give me better access and I hear her moan with pleasure when I touch her skin with my lips. I change sideways, and let the dress go down slowly following the course of my hands: her shoulders, her arms, her hips, her thighs and finally her ankles. I discovered a set of black lingerie in fine lace, bringing out her caramel skin. I cover her skin with sweet kisses by paying special attention to her small belly that I guess is rounding. She puts her hands on my chin to force me to lift the face and get back to her height. I execute by putting a path of kissing her lips. Once at her height, she begins to unbutton the buttons of my shirts. When she finished, she savagely opens my shirt and caresses my chest delicately and sensually, while looking at me with eyes full of love and desire. She finally kisses me as her hands try to remove my belt. She succeeds after a few adventures, and unbutton my jeans. I capsize when I feel her hands close to my intimate parts. I take off my pants and I take her in my arms, bridal style, to take her to the bathroom. I put her gently on the edge of the bathtub and unfasten her bra, kissing her breasts one by one. She does the same by removing my boxer. I cannot contain my desire for her anymore, and she smiles, proud of the effect she has on me after all these years. She removes her last piece of lingerie while I sit in hot water. She joins me, and stretches her back against my chest. She places her head in the hollow of my neck, and I kiss her temple by crossing my hands with hers on her belly. After a long hour in a comfortable silence, Gabby turns and tightens her chest against my own, exploring the top of my body with her little hands. « Are we going to test this king-size bed? » She whispers in my ear.
« I thought you were never going to suggest it! » I answer, raising her in my arms. We get out of the water, I put her on the soft carpet on the ground and surrounds our bodies with big white towels. Once dried, I lift her up again in my arms, she wraps her legs around my waist and kisses me passionately. I place her in the middle of the bed and position myself on top of her and start kissing her deeper than ever. My lips are on the spot behind her ear while my hands are massaging her breasts. I hear her moans and she tightens the sheets of pleasure, a proof that I know perfectly how to drive her crazy.
« Matt… » she moans as I continue to play with her nipples. She places her hands on my hair and on my lower back to squeeze me hard against her, so that our bodies will become one. Her legs wrap around my waist, I feel his feet behind my thighs.
GABBY'S POV
« Matt, please… Matt, I need you! » I scream.
« Shhhh… You would not wake up all the neighbors! » he laughs, putting his fingers on my mouth, before heading to my request. His hands His hands run all over my body, followed by languorous kisses. My neck. The hollow of my breasts. My stomach. My hips. My thighs. Then, he stops near my sweet spot and places soft kissed around it, teasing me more than ever. I moan again and again, putting my hands on his hair to push him where I want him the most. He finally inserts his fingers inside of me, and I see a wall of starts. « Oh god! » I moan loudly. « Please, faster… » I order him and with a grin on his face, he executes. « Oh my god… » I scream of pleasure as his fingers work on me and his lips are on my breasts. I cup his cheeks and draw his mouth towards mine to kiss him passionately before turning us around to be on top of him. I pass my hand in my messy hair, while I make movements of going and coming on Matt's lap. He rinses his eye, he takes the opportunity to put his hands on my butt and reduce the little space left between us. I bend down to kiss him fervently, my want for him being at its peak. I hear him moan While my hands caress his muscular body. I touch his thighs and I feel him shiver as I get closer and closer to his desire for me. I move my hand slowly up and down his length and I see him grip the sheets. Without letting him the time to catch his breath, I take him in my mouth while I play carefully with his balls. His hands are on my hair, his eyes are closed and a smile appears on his face as his thighs begin to shake. I slow my movements and he opens his eyes again, grinning at me.
« You've no idea how much I love you… » he whispers, trying to catch his breath.
« I kinda have a little idea, » I laugh as I lower my head to press my lips against his once again. Matt takes the opportunity of this moment to flip us over. He kisses me fervently once I'm on my back, and as our tongues dance together, I can't wait anymore. « Matt… Please, I need you now… » I whisper, out of breath. He doesn't hesitate for a second before lowering himself to me. He places his hands on my hips, then on my thighs to move them away. It settles in the middle, and I feel his hard member brushing the inside of my thighs and my sweet spot. « Come on, you drive me crazy… » I groan.
« See, whose impatient now! » he laughs as I wrap my legs around his waist and I pull him down into me, moaning as he enters me deeply.
« Yes, oh yes! » I scream, urging him to move faster. I kiss his shoulder, needing to touch his skin. He raises his head to kiss me as he continues to push inside me. I felt the heat building within me. Crying out of pleasure, I sink my head in the pillow and my nails in the back of Matt. « Oh my god, it feels so good! » I moan as Matt's release rushed through him. He stays inside of me for as long it's humanly possible while we continue kissing. « God, that was amazing! » I say as I break our kiss. Matt lays down on me as he covers us with the sheets. I can feel his heartbeat against my chest as he stays on top of me, kissing my neck and massaging my breasts and belly in a sensitive and delicate way.
The next morning
We wake up in the same position we fell asleep. Matt has his head on my shoulder and his arm on my stomach. I awoke before him and watched him sleep, peacefully. He is so handsome. I'm so lucky to have married this man. I stroked his blond hair gently, descending a little bit in his neck.
« Hmmmm, I like to wake up like that… » he smiled against my skin.
« Good morning, » I kiss his forehead.
« Hello, beautiful! » He answers, his eyes still closed, kissing my neck.
« Ready for a new day under the Parisian sun? » I ask him.
« I thought it was always rainy in Paris! » he laughs. « What do you have in store for me today? » he then asks me.
« A French breakfast in our bedroom before we go on the Champs Elysées and the adjacent avenues... There are great shops, and I thought we could start buying a few things for the baby… » I say, timidly.
« Oh, I see you coming! You want to dress our tiny inhabitant with Dior and Chanel, don't you? » He looks at me, bewildered.
« I didn't say we were going to rob the shop, but the range 'Baby Dior' is just beautiful and I thought it would be a nice little wink to buy his first clothing set here, in Paris, during our honeymoon… »
« You always know how to coax me! » He laughed before kissing me, before being interrupted by the sound of my growling stomach. « I think it's time for breakfast! » He smiled, before getting up and putting on his robe. He goes to the phone to call room service. Thirty minutes later a feast was brought to our room: croissants, breads with grapes, baguette, butter, jams, pressed oranges, brioche, fresh fruit, coffee, tea, crêpes, boiled eggs... We eat in our beds, one against the other, remembering the best moments of our marriage and the announcement of the pregnancy.
We prepare ourselves and set out to discover Paris. We marvel at the luxury boutiques of the most beautiful avenue in the world, take a few shopping and go up the avenue to the famous Arc de Triomphe. « Come on, we're going up! » Matt said to me enthusiastically.
« Oh, I did not know we could! » I smiled at him.
« Of course, yes, look, there are people all over the top! »
« I hope there are lifts! » I laughed as we crossed the great crossroads to go and inquire. The hostess tells us that the route includes a number of steps, Matt looks at me, worried, « Don't worry, I'm capable and I'll take my time, » I tell him, smiling, delighted to be able to discover the view of Paris from the terrace. We pay for our tickets and we have a guide explaining that the Arc de Triomphe de l'Étoile is one of the most famous monuments in Paris, standing at the western end of the Champs-Élysées at the center of Place Charles de Gaulle, formerly named Place de l'Étoile — the étoile or "star" of the juncture formed by its twelve radiating avenues. We climb up to the terrace and the view is up to our efforts. The view over Paris is spectacular. We take many photos before going down and up the Avenue des Champs-Elysées to Place de la Concorde. We make a few stops in some shops, especially in the shop "Baby Dior" where we buy the birth outfit of our tiny inhabitant.
A/N: So this is it for this first chapter in the French capital. I hope you loved it, and don't forget that despite the events of the past two years, Paris remains a beautiful city and I hope that you will come to see it with your own eyes one day. I hope you enjoyed this chapter, we will continue the Parisian adventures in the next one. In the meantime, I invite you to tell me in the comments if you want the Matt & Gabby's tiny inhabitant to be a boy or a girl.
And, Giselle, hope it was worth the wait! ;-)
Love, G.