Alright guys this is one that wasn't requested, I just wanted to do Vlad and Leila with some fluff instead of angst. So here you go, hope you enjoy and as always read and review.
Vlad glowered at Ian and Bones from his place by the window as they all waited for Mencheres to enter the room. Their sire had called them here to discuss something of great importance, but this left Vlad to suffer the peasant and the whore's company until Mencheres came.
Ian had been attempting to get a rise from him since the moment he had crossed the threshold, but he had managed to ignore him as of yet. He wasn't sure how much longer that would continue if their sire didn't make his appearance though.
Thankfully, Mencheres swept through the door in the next instant, sending Ian a censoring glance as he did. "Ian, stop pestering Vlad. I called you here to discuss a party that Kira and I are planning to host. Behave and don't tempt Vlad to kill you anymore than he most definitely already is."
The accuracy of his statement pulled a smile from Vlad, before all of the room's attention shifted to Mencheres. Bones was the first to speak, "A party? I don't remember there being anything near to celebrate?"
Ian broke in before Mencheres could answer, "Who needs a reason to throw a party? My Crispin, you've become boring with your marriage to Cat."
Before they could get into it, Mencheres broke back in. "We haven't completely decided if we are doing so or not, thus I am alerting you ahead of time as to its potential. If we do host it, we are debating between a Halloween or Christmas themed ball."
The mention of the holidays caught Vlad's attention, maybe Leila would like to go to this party. Generally he made it a rule to avoid social gatherings as they tended to become tedious but this one would be held by Mencheres and his wife. Leila seemed to get along well with Kira and as of yet, Vlad hadn't had many opportunities to simply enjoy his time with Leila. What with the past year containing near constant attacks by enemies or their fighting, they hadn't had time for leisure.
Ian's voice pulled him back to the present, "I vote for a Halloween party, I could think of quite a few costumes that my wife would look ravishing in."
Silently Vlad agreed, his mind had immediately thought of at least three different costumes that would suit Leila and knowing her love of the holidays, this would surely be something she would enjoy. Mencheres glanced over to receive Vlad's opinion, which he answered with a nod of approval that was mirrored in Bones.
With the approval of all three present, Mencheres continued. "I shall alert Kira that you all are interested in a Halloween ball. Once we have a set decision then I will alert you. Since we are all gathered, how have you been?"
Vlad's mouth twitched, sometimes Mencheres reminded him of a hovering mother hen with his concern over all of their welfare. Ian answered first, "Veritas and I have been getting along swimmingly, why we haven't even had a visit from her coworkers to gripe about her choice in marrying me in the past few weeks. Progress."
Veritas's presence in Ian's life had made the insipid whore easier for Vlad to handle whenever he insisted on visiting Leila, as the formidable woman kept Ian as in line as he could get. Not to say Vlad enjoyed his presence, but at least it was tolerable.
Vlad paid slightly more attention when Bones made to speak on how he and Cat were doing. While he didn't care for Bones, Cat was a good friend of his and it was nice to hear how she was doing.
"Kitten and I have been doing well, her birthday is coming up soon and I'm planning a dinner for her. Stubborn woman won't let me get her anything too extravagant regularly but we agreed I can splurge on special occasions such as this. I intend to take full advantage of it, after all Kitten may protest but she enjoys being doted on every now and then just like any other woman does."
Vlad hadn't known Cat's birthday was coming up, he would have to make a note to buy her something soon. Maybe he and Leila could go to the town near their home to find something, he hadn't had a chance to show Leila anything in Romania as of yet and that was an oversight he intended to fix soon.
Suddenly, all eyes were on Vlad. Bones's voice immediately sparked irritation as he questioned him. "What about you Tepesh? Your wedding anniversary should be coming up soon, right? First one as well. Surely you have something big planned for your wife."
Having all the attention of two of the people he loathed made his hackles rise, but with a warning glance from Mencheres he answered grudgingly. "Not that it's any of your business, but I plan to have a quiet evening with my wife for our anniversary. She doesn't tend to enjoy the more extravagant parties I throw, therefore if I want her to truly enjoy it then small and simple it must be."
Bones snorted and Ian shook his head in exasperation, immediately sparking Vlad's irritation. "What?" The one word was bitten off harshly and he could already feel the fire in his blood uncoiling into his limbs. Bones answered, ignoring Mencheres warning to not pester Vlad.
"We didn't say it had to be extravagant Tepesh, you can do things for your wife without it having to include a party. Blimey, do you have a romantic bone in your body? I feel sorry for your wife mate." Mencheres sudden grip on Vlad's shoulder was the only thing that stopped him from setting Bones on fire.
Ian continued where Bones left off, "Too right Crispin, why even I in all my promiscuity have done more romantic things for Veritas than Tepesh has for Leila. Poor Poppet probably hasn't seen affection aside from in the bedroom."
"That is enough from both of you." Mencheres voice was sharp with reprimand, the sound succeeding in silencing both Bones and Ian. "What Vlad does with Leila in their personal life is no business of ours. While I enjoyed seeing you, I believe it is time for you to leave. I shall call you when I have more information about the party."
Both Ian and Bones took the dismissal for what it was, leaving without another comment to Vlad. Once they were gone, Mencheres turned back to him with an apologetic glance. Vlad waived it off before he could speak, "I'm fine, although it was a good thing you stepped in or those two would not have been."
Vlad would never admit it, but their words had caught in his mind. Big without being extravagant, what would Leila enjoy for their first anniversary? As of yet in their relationship she had been the one who chose these things and Vlad was happy to follow along. Everything she had chosen as of yet had been enjoyable, but what could he plan that she would like?
Thinking back to the things she had done over the course of their relationship, he came to the realization that most of what she did revolved around their sex life. The only time she had tried something that hadn't been related to their bed room had been his disaster of a birthday party and the Dragobete note hunt she had set up for him.
Generally most men would buy their wives chocolates, flowers or jewelry for anniversaries but Leila didn't care for jewelry, she didn't have to eat anymore either so he wasn't sure how chocolates would be received. And with a start, Vlad realized he didn't know what type of chocolate she liked or what her favorite flower was. Leila had made a point of finding out what the various things he liked were early on in their relationship, but he hadn't the slightest clue what hers were.
That was a sobering realization. Even the street peasant and insipid whore had mentioned on occasion the various things their wives liked, for Vlad to not know any of Leila's tastes… It sat wrong with him. He knew that she enjoyed the flowers he had given her for Dragobete, but that hadn't been because he had asked. He had noticed her eyeing them in particular during one of their walks in the garden. While she did still eat chocolate now that her taste buds had evened out, she hadn't mentioned what her favorite was. When she had been human she had never shown a preference for what they had eaten at dinner, merely enjoying whatever was put in front of her.
The thoughts pestered Vlad the entire flight back to Romania, so much so that Leila immediately picked up on it despite the bond being closed. "Is everything alright Vlad? You seem … distracted."
His mouth twitched, she even noticed when he had something on his mind… "Nothing is wrong per say, I just realized how little I know about your personal tastes. It bothers me that I can't say with certainty what you enjoy."
She blinked owlishly at him, her surprise obvious before shaking it off to smile with such tenderness that he briefly wondered what he had said to cause such a reaction. "Vlad, you're not the type to do small talk so I never bothered trying to drag you into it. If it bothers you then we can go over my favorites, although most of them change on a regular basis."
Finding himself liking the thought of knowing all the things she enjoyed, Vlad nodded. "Then let's start with your favorite dessert. I know you still enjoy those even after turning…"
And so the hours went with Vlad asking about the various things Leila enjoyed until the sky darkened and her eyes grew heavy. As they laid in bed together, Leila dozing happily on his chest, he thought over all of the new information he had received.
Apparently her favorite flower had used to be a lily due to her mother's fondness for them, but now it was the same he had given her for Dragobete. She enjoyed most any dessert that had chocolate in it, but preferred dark over white or milk. He had also learned her favorite color, clothing type, and her preferred activities while out and about. He had never known she enjoyed swimming, he would have to make a point of bringing her to the glade not far from the castle. The waterfall was scenic and she was sure to enjoy it…
The thought continued to build; ideas for what he could do to make their first anniversary memorable coming together easily. Some he discarded as being too showy, but others he kept until he had an extensive plan started. He had a few months before their anniversary so he had time to make sure every detail was perfect, but for now it was a place to start. When it came time to implement it, he would make sure it went off without a hitch and it would be an event that she would never forget as long as they both shall live.
Leila began to stir against his chest, the familiar noises alerting him of an upcoming nightmare as he slid his arm around her to tug her closer against him. His hand stroked up and down her back, the touch soothing her before the nightmare could truly take hold. Once she was back to sleep with no signs of distress, he allowed himself to slip into unconsciousness as well. The feel of her body in his arms lulling him into a peaceful rest. His dreams entailed the many different things he could do for their anniversary, as well as her delight in his plans. Yes, he would ensure the day was one of the best she had yet in her life. He was the voivode of Romania, prince of Wallachia, and master of an ancient and powerful line of vampires. How hard could setting up a romantic and sentimental day for his wife be?
The months passed quickly as Vlad tweaked his plans to perfection. He was careful to not let on to Leila what he was setting up, it wasn't a very good surprise if she knew about it after all. Besides, he wanted to see the look of joy bloom on her face as she took in what he planned to do.
When the day finally came to begin preparations, he found himself excited and ,to his shock, nervous. He had never had cause to be nervous about how Leila would react to something before, knowing she loved him had removed the general nerves most men felt when proposing as he knew she would accept.
Had this been how she felt while planning the things she had for him? Her confidence was considerably less than his though, so where he was mildly nervous she had been more likely bursting with it. Again a flash of his birthday party came to mind with the destroyed decorations in the garbage can. He grimaced and forcibly put the thought out of his mind. He had made a mistake and he had already apologized for it. He would be sure to be more careful in the future as to not repeat it, dwelling on it did no good.
Besides, he couldn't see Leila reacting with anything but happiness to his efforts. As of yet any time he had shown her even the slightest amount of affection she had returned it ten fold. The thought of how happy she was with even scraps of love made his mood darken. Yet another thing he had to thank her father for…
Shaking himself from his thoughts again, he forced himself to focus on the task at hand. He had everything ready now, all he had to do was fetch Leila and be on their way. She was unaware they were going anywhere, believing that the plan for their anniversary was his original one to stay in bed and lounge together all day. If things went well they could always do that after they got home. He would never get enough of lying still with his wife, no matter how much time passed.
Entering the doors to their room, he found Leila sitting on the bed with a book, which she put down once she noticed him. "You done with work already?" She made no move to rise from the bed, believing him to be joining her.
He allowed his smile to spread across his mouth as he linked their hands before tugging on her to sit up. "Yes I am, but I have a surprise for you before we move on to our plans for the evening."
Curiosity and excitement immediately lit her gaze, the sight sending satisfaction through him as she asked. "I thought we weren't doing presents?" She shifted awkwardly even as she moved to sit up. His mouth twitched in amusement at her words, yes she had insisted that they not exchange presents since he insisted on getting her them throughout the year. It had made planning the surprise a tad more difficult but he had found his way around that easily enough. Besides, he could still use the presents he had previously planned for today on her birthday or Christmas.
"I didn't go back on our agreement, although I still disagree with it. Now come, that is all you will be getting information wise until we get there." He could see her intrigue as she got her boots on, but she didn't try to pull anything else from him.
He enjoyed seeing the excitement in her eyes, too often in their relationship were they dark in pain or anger. Their fighting had lowered considerably since Martin's death, but they still occasionally found something to swipe at one another over, as all couples did.
Once she was ready, he held out his arm. "Let's be on our way."
He led her carefully, she had insisted on closing her eyes for the surprise despite it making her blind to everything around her. Her response when he had told her it wasn't necessary had warmed him and he had dropped the subject. "It's more fun this way and it's not like you're ever going to let me walk into something. You'd never let me get hurt even if it is just walking into a wall or tripping over a step." Her confidence in him always made him happy, now if she would just have that kind of confidence in herself…
One step at a time, he reminded himself. They could work on her confidence later, for now he had a few more paces to lead her before they reached the clearing. A basket hung off his arm that she hadn't seen him pick up on their way out with the other part of her surprise in it.
That part was sure to delight both of them, he had chosen it specifically for the evening and he was determined to make this as memorable as possible. He would make sure that she would never be able to look at her favorite icecream the same way again after this.
As they entered the clearing, he knew that she could hear the waterfall as her excited squirming increased. There was only so much he could hide from her with her advanced senses, but he would still get to see her joy with the rest of his surprise so he was content.
Stopping in front of the small pond that the waterfall fell into, he placed the basket down on the already prepared blanket before walking to stand behind her. Tugging her back against his chest he bent to breath into her ear, "Alright, open your eyes."
He heard her intake of breath and saw her eyes widen in shock, then delight bloomed as she took in the blanket he had laid out earlier that now had the basket on it. All of which sat picture perfect in front of the scenery. More of the flowers from the garden were sitting on the blanket, a bow wrapped around them finishing the look. He released her so she could pick them up, her fingers running gingerly over the petals.
The scent of salt to the air immediately put him on alert, before she spun around and launched herself into his arms. The surprise from the sudden action landed both of them on the ground. His alarm fading when she pulled back with a beaming smile, the pink tears falling as she swiped them. "This is beautiful! How long have you been planning this?"
He pulled her into a kiss, her reaction everything he had thought it would be, before he answered. "The past few months and every minute was worth it for your happiness. Why don't you look inside the basket?"
Leila nodded, linking their fingers as they stood from their previous place on the forest floor. Vlad felt her ring rub against his fingers, the reminder tugging a smile across his mouth as he watched her face light with joy as she uncovered her favorite icecream.
He spoke up before she could dig in, "I have plans for that, so don't eat all of it." Her eyes flared green as she picked up on what he meant. The green becoming even brighter as she dug further into the basket and found the bags of blood as well. They both knew that he preferred blood to human food, so it was a no brainer what most of that blood was for since both of them had topped off from donors before coming.
(Sex Scene)
Her eyes followed him as the air in the clearing charged with sexual energy. "Will we be eating now or later?" Her word's double meaning was easily caught by him, the green glint to his eyes more of an answer than his actual words.
"That is entirely up to you, the scenery isn't going anywhere and I am finding myself parched. Will it be ladies first this evening?" His words were followed by his arms wrapping around her, his head lowering to drag his stubble against her cheek in the way he knew drove her insane.
She shivered in his arms, loving the feeling of him around her but wanting to be closer, and there was only one other way to be closer than they were now. Her hands slid under his shirt as he pulled her into a kiss, fingers grazing over the taut muscles as she leisurely trailed her fingers up his chest. While she enjoyed teasing him, the brilliant green glint to his eyes was one of her favorite things to see, she had a goal she wanted to accomplish.
Sliding his shirt off and throwing it onto the blanket, she tangled her fingers into his hair and dragged him down into another kiss. In the time it took her to blink he had lowered both of them to the ground with her lying against his chest. "Ladies first it is then."
His mouth was curled upward in amusement as Leila wasted no time in grabbing the icecream. Seeing his amusement, she raised an eyebrow. "Did I misunderstand what you meant when you said you had plans for this? Because I doubt you want to eat it."
Her words were playful, but the question was sincere with curiosity. She could never totally know what he was thinking, but he shook his head. "I'm enjoying your enthusiasm, nothing more. Continue."
Her mouth stretched into a grin of mischief as she dragged her lower half against his groin. The smug smile disappeared off his face as he hissed. "I was reliably informed that my enthusiasm is sexy. If you have a complaint I could always go eat my icecream quietly."
She moved as if to get off of him, the bowl moving away as she gave a shrug, but she didn't get far. The bowl was out of her hands and the contents melted from the heat of his palm before her next blink. His grin was challenging as he tilted the bowl forward to spill over his lower stomach. The droplets slid down, marking a path below his pants.
Leila's eyes riveted to the drops, her tongue sliding out to wet her lips as she envisioned them trailing down his hot, hard length. "I hope you brought more icecream because that is not going to be nearly enough." Her voice was rougher than she had ever allowed it to go, but if the sparks that were coming from Vlad's eyes were any indication he didn't mind it.
"I didn't bring any more of that, but I'm sure you can make do with the blood bags. If you're still thirsty by the time we are finished here then the kitchen will be sure to have more." Leila felt the molten pit in her stomach tighten at the imagery. Oh she was going to enjoy this and possibly continue it later, depending on how much he managed to exhaust her.
Shaking herself back to the present, she trailed her hands down to his belt and made quick work of it. Her fingers curled into his waistband, feeling as they smeared the sticky chocolate around his groin. There was no way that his pants weren't going to get coated now, but she doubted he cared as she dragged them off.
Taking a few seconds to enjoy the sight of her husband in all his glorious nudity, she wrapped both her hands around his length and spread the melted dairy across every bit of skin she could touch. A groan from above her was followed by his hands in her hair, tugging her up to meet his eyes.
"You had better be planning on cleaning that, it's already working its way into uncomfortable places." Leila shot him a grin as she nodded, his hold on her hair loosening as she swallowed him to the hilt in one motion. His fingers tightened sharply as he cursed, the sudden pleasure taking him by surprise only for a moment before his moans came one after the other.
Remembering something she had seen in one of her visions, she relaxed her throat and sank down his length until her nose rested against the softer hair around his groin. Just as he closed his eyes out of arousal, she loosened her jaw and gently bit down on the base. His eyes flew open at the action, swinging down to stare into hers.
Now that she had his attention… She put just enough pressure to be felt and dragged her teeth along the first inch of the base, swallowing around him to tighten her throat in the same motion.
The hand in her hair disappeared, reaching above him to grip onto the grass as his eyes rolled back into his head. She watched with satisfaction as her husband shredded the grass and the dirt surrounding them. Thin tendrils of smoke came from where his fingers touched the earth but she wasn't afraid. It was rare that Vlad let go of control, the fire hazard it could be always in the forefront of his mind, but with her most recent coating of his essence it wouldn't hurt her and she was determined to make him completely come undone.
When she could feel him start to drag it back under control she swallowed again, sliding her tongue along his balls in the same motion and nearly purring when his back arched off the ground. If his reactions were anything to go by it wouldn't be long before he completely lost it.
Reaching a hand between them, she found the sensitive spot between his length and his balls. She wasn't entirely sure how well this would work but considering how he liked her electricity on the non erogenous zones of his body she couldn't see him not liking them here…
Using her thumb and pointer finger, she prodded at the spot with her charged hand in the same moment she swallowed him. The howl he let loose would be her new goal to make happen from now on as the grass burst into flame in his hands. He didn't even try to get control of it this time as she immediately repeated the motion, using her other hand to fondle his balls.
She could feel his power building under his skin, practically seeing it glowing in his veins as he approached his climax. She wasn't worried about him coming early since vampires had insane recovery time. Besides, this was one of the best sights she had seen in...well ever and if he was as happy with it as he looked to be then she would make sure to perfect it for the future.
The temperature around them rose as he inched closer to his release, the grass drying up and the water near them starting to steam. She should try this later once he was in the water to see if she could turn the area into a sauna…
His climax came with a loud shout, the words spoken in Ancient Romanian so even with her new understanding of Romanian she couldn't tell what he was saying. A flash bomb of fire rolled around them, thankfully she had been doing better with her fear of it lately or she might have bitten down on accident. The fire died out almost as quickly as it appeared as his back arched hard off the ground, the motion making her grip his hips to stay seated on him as he released down her throat.
Each shot was burning hot, his body twitching even after he fired off the last one. Once she was sure he was done, she pulled back and locked eyes with him as he slid out of her mouth. He had mentioned once that the sight was insanely arousing so she would use that to her advantage.
Another, weaker, groan came from him as he let his head fall back, only now noticing the ash that surrounded them. Picking up his head, he took stock of the area and snorted when he saw the perfect circle he had burned around them. It went out three feet in all directions and the basket, blanket and flowers had not survived the blast.
Leila's grin of supreme satisfaction clearly stated that she didn't mind in the slightest. Now that he could think clearly again, he dragged her up against his front while ignoring the spots of icecream she had failed to clean up before. "And where did you learn that?"
His tone was too sated to be anything but curious, causing Leila to grin as she rested on top of his still cooling chest. "From a mixture of books, Cat, Kira and my own curiosity. I take it you approve?"
He snorted, rolling over so he hovered over her while ignoring the slight shake his limbs still had. "As if you need to ask, although we will want to limit that to places we don't mind being on fire. I barely managed to stop the blast from going out past the radius it did."
Her grin stretched to a smug smile, "Good, next time I'll be sure to distract you so you completely lose it. Although if you're worried about setting things on fire we might want to just invest in a clear plot of dirt or sand because you've proven you can burn through stone."
Vlad stared down at her incredulously, "You purposely tried to get me to set fire to our surroundings?"
She shrugged unrepentantly, "Yes, I can remember at least three separate times when I caught the bed on fire and you had to put it out. Why wouldn't I want you to completely lose control like I do? Besides, your essence is still coating me so it's not that big of a thing."
He hummed, acknowledging her point as he raked his gaze down her body. "My turn." The words were growled, the scent of her arousal was overpowering now that he wasn't completely enraptured in what she was doing to him.
This part of her surprise had been the easiest to plan since he knew she would enjoy it. His hands took their time removing her clothes, shifting her away from the ashes to lay mere feet from the water's edge. He had plans for the water later, but for now he would focus on his lovely wife who was staring up at him with her glowing eyes, waiting for him to do as he pleased with her.
He only mourned the loss of the blood bags that had gone up with the basket for a moment before making do with what he had. Reaching over to the pond he dipped his fingers in before pulling back to let it drip down onto her, the droplets sliding along her skin easily and leaving clear trails for him to follow. He kept an eye open to watch her reactions as he trailed his tongue against her sides, amusement briefly flaring when she squirmed.
He hadn't known she was ticklish there, but he would remember for later. Confusion colored her eyes when instead of moving down as she had done, he moved up to trail kisses along her chest. He stopped to bite directly over her heart, laving the already fading mark with his tongue before moving on to her shoulders.
She had relaxed again, her arms coming up to wrap around his neck as he languidly kissed along her body. He stopped by her ear to growl into it, "Do you know what you do to me? Even when you're not trying to arouse me, your presence, the way you walk, even when you're glowering at me during one of our fights, you call to me. Every action from you causes a reaction in me and when I touch you it alights all of my nerves with passion even with the most innocent of caresses."
He stopped briefly to hover over her mouth, locking eyes with her as a pink sheen covered the green of arousal. "This past year has been one of the best of my life, having you by my side to chase away that hollowness I lived with for centuries after Clara and my son's deaths is more happiness than I ever thought I deserved. I will strive to make the years ahead of us even better, every object in our home will pulse with the memories we will make together and there won't be an inch on you that isn't covered by me. I love you, Leila Dalton and nothing will ever change that."
A strangled noise came from her throat as her arms tightened around him, her tears were hidden as she nuzzled into his shoulder. When she spoke it was gravely with emotion and it immediately sent pleasure through him. "Don't you know? That's not my name anymore, I'm Leila Dracul now."
A wide smile stretched across his mouth, dropping to kiss her tenderly. "That you are and you shall always be." Feeling the achingly tender emotions practically pouring off of her, he opened the bond and let her feel his as well. The shudder that rolled through her made pride bloom in his chest, her body reacted to him just as he did to her. He would never be tired of seeing that.
Continuing his trail up her arms, he stopped at her hands and kissed the palm. Trailing his tongue and lips between each finger before slowly making his way to the other arm to repeat the motion. He could feel the effect that tenderness had on her, the arousal battling with the love openly in her eyes as she watched him drift down between her legs.
He flicked another round of droplets over her legs before continuing the process, only stopping when he could feel her about to burst from the tension. His mouth hovered over her center, enjoying seeing the near desperate haze to her eyes. When she spoke her words were guttural and they snapped his restraint as easily as a dry twig.
"I love you, Vladislav Basarab Dracul. Now hurry up, because I want to be entertwined with you so deeply that I won't know where you start and I finish."
Her words broke off on a moan when his tongue thrust into her folds, she knew just what to say to get him hard again. He could already feel his length thickening between them and by the time he finished dragging her to the edge with his mouth he would be ready again.
Her taste was familiar, one that he had fallen in love with and would enjoy for the many years to come as he raked her center with his tongue. Wrapping his lips around her clit, he sucked in the same moment he pressed three of his fingers into her folds. Her body jolted against him, the electricity surging into him making him moan on instinct and dragging an answering gasp from her lips.
He wouldn't hold out long for this, usually he would spread the foreplay out for at least a few more minutes until she was begging to continue but she wasn't the only one who burned for their connection. Their joining brought them as close as any two people could be, there were times Vlad could swear he felt their souls blending together until there was no her and him, only them.
He kept up his teasing flicks and sucking until he couldn't stand it anymore and her juices flowed freely from her twitching cavern. Removing his fingers, he positioned himself above her in the next instant. The head of his erection laid against her opening, he held her gaze as he pressed forward. Every inch was slow, torturously so, but he never let his eyes leave hers. Her walls contracted around him but after a token resistance formed around him in a velvety hug until he had sheathed himself entirely inside of her.
Her nails raked down his sides as she shuddered underneath him, her hips trying to roll against him but his hands held them still. He chuckled only to break it off on a moan as she tightened just so around him that it dragged him further inside. "Slow down, breath in our scent and take in everything. I want you to remember this everytime you think of our first anniversary in the many centuries to come."
After another moan of complaint, Leila did as told. Slowly she focused on the smell of cinnamon, smoke and forest that was uniquely them. The scent intoxicated her as she turned inwardly to feel every twitch he gave against her insides, the power in him practically vibrating inside her as he slowly pulled back only to thrust in within seconds.
The slow pace made her writhe and gasp as he dragged the head along the bundle of nerves inside her walls with every retreat. The feeling pulled a choked scream from her throat, the syllables vaguely sounding like his name as she teetered on the edge of her orgasm.
Sensing how painfully close she was, he shifted their position until he sat upright while still connected to her. Her legs wrapped around his hips, tightening and trying to drag him closer every time he pulled out. Knowing just what would send her over, he growled. "Open your eyes, My Darling and don't close them again."
A shaky moan was his answer as pleasure glazed green eyes met his own. He trailed the hand that wasn't supporting her against his hips down to where they were connected, her eyes following his movements until his fingers loosely bracketed their joining.
The sight of him disappearing into her, feeling him press against her walls when he vanished from her sight only to feel him drag himself out as he retreated again pulled her over. Throwing her head back, she choked out a scream of his name while her power surged into him.
The electricity and her vice-like grip around him dragged him to his climax as he buried himself one last time before he followed her into ecstasy. Once the aftershocks rolled through them, he switched their positions and pulled out. Leila's still faintly pulsing body wrapped languidly around his own, not wanting to lose the breathtaking connection that left her aching with his love.
His arms wrapped around her, enjoying the peace and soaking in their bond while they both recovered. He could feel the ash and left over icecream sticking to him in uncomfortable places, the mess spreading to Leila as well who couldn't be made to care as she snuggled closer. That had been another reason he had wanted to do this near the water, easier to wash the residue away once they were finished. Although the ash hadn't been part of his plan, he couldn't complain. The things she had done to him earlier,...he felt his length twitch in a valiant effort to harden as he remembered.
They would have to be careful in the future, while that had been incredible he didn't want to burn down their room every time Leila got into the mood to reduce him to an incoherent mess.
Leila relaxed against his chest, eyeing the water not far from their resting place with languid curiosity. He could tell she was comfortable, but her want to swim was slowly winning out over her wish to continue using him as a pillow. That had been another reason he had chosen this location, aside from the scenic beauty of it, he knew she would enjoy swimming in the clear water as well.
Besides, he had no problem with washing off the last of the various things they each had on them from their tumble on the forest floor. The icecream she had missed didn't bother him but the twigs and leaves he could faintly feel in his hair were irritating. He had originally planned to make love on the blanket but it had also been reduced to ash. An addition that he certainly hadn't minded to his plan.
Before any of those inconveniences could truly become irritating, Leila lifted her weight off of him reluctantly. "As much as I'm enjoying this, that water looks heavenly. Care to join me?"
He answered by lifting her into his arms and after a moment of thought for his wife's love to play games, he gathered her closer to his chest before jumping into the water with her still in his arms. The second they resurfaced she started laughing, the grin she wore telling him he had made the correct choice.
A flash of mischief lit her gaze as her hands settled on his shoulders, the cause not far behind as she shoved her weight up and used the momentum to dunk him below the water. He could have easily stopped her, but she seemed to be having fun with this so he would go along with it. Besides, he was getting ideas now that he was down here.
His arms wrapped around her legs and hoisted them up onto his shoulder, her laughter hitting his ears even below the surface of the water. Once he resurfaced he flew both of them up to the top of the waterfall, pausing to look meaningfully down at Leila. Her eyes widened as realization of what he was planning dawned. Before she could utter a word, he pried her hands off his shoulders and dropped her into the water.
She laughed as she did flips on the way down, easily dropping into a dive just in time to hit the water. She resurfaced less than a minute later, grinning up at him. The joy in her eyes warmed him as he dropped back down to land in the water next to her. The instant he hit the water, she grinned. Before he could puzzle out what she was up to, she brought her arms down to splash him.
The wave was small, barely coming up to his chest. He smirked back at her, if she wanted to play like that… He shifted his arm out and propelled the water toward her, sending a much bigger wave her way. She sputtered when it settled back into the lake, the smile never leaving her lips as she swam closer.
He half expected her to dunk him again and he was ready to retaliate if she did. Instead of doing that, she wrapped him into a hug and rested against his chest, seemingly happy to float with him for the moment.
He returned the embrace, the water around them cooling as evening began to break. A snort passed his ear, catching his attention. Before he could ask, she tugged something out of his hair and held it out in front of him.
The twig that had bothered him before sat in her palm, the cheeky grin on her face showing her amusement with the situation. "Do you want to wash up here or back at home?"
Most of the grime had been cleaned off in their water war, but apparently some still clung to him. "Here is fine, I find myself loath to head back just yet." She hummed against his chest, flicking the twig away and beginning to comb through his hair to find the other leaves still in it.
Thankfully most of them were already out and after a few moments the rest floated leisurely near them. Leila nodded in satisfaction when she ran her hand through his hair without meeting obstacles. The affection in her eyes had him pulling her back toward the shore. While he enjoyed their swimming, he couldn't properly hold her in the water and with her staring at him with her heart in her eyes he wanted nothing more than to wrap himself around her.
She didn't fight him as he hefted both of them up onto land, content to lean against him while he returned the favor of picking out the twigs in her hair. Once done he leaned back against the bank, content to watch the colors of the sky change with his wife curled contently against his chest.
The setting sun bathed everything in an orange glow, the sight becoming even more breathtaking as the array of colors shifted from the bright oranges and yellows to the dark purples and blues of night.
A sigh brushed against his neck, the absolute contentment in Leila's scent and the look of sated pleasure on her face made pride swell in his chest. Today had been a great success and he couldn't wait to plan out next year's anniversary. Somehow he would have to make it even more special than this one, he wasn't sure how he would yet but he had a year to think on it.
"Shall we head back? It is going to become chilly soon." A lazy hum of agreement is the only answer he received, making a smile tug on his lips. Apparently he had thoroughly exhausted his wife with the day's activities. Not that it was any surprise to him, that had been his goal after all, but it was nice to see her so relaxed. At the beginning of their relationship she had been uncomfortable being naked with him aside from their love making.
Now here she was a little over a year later, bare and making no moves for her clothes while lounging across his chest like a contented cat in the sun. The display of quiet confidence made pride bloom in his chest for how far she had come in the past year. And as he gathered her into his arms to begin the journey back to the castle, he noted that he had also come quite a ways.
He had never expected how much of an impact Leila had on his life, but as he laid down later that night with her contently dozing in his arms, he knew that he would never regret how thoroughly she had captured his heart.