The following weeks were near chaos. Bosco had a huge adjustment to make and Altiene had to lead his country through a change in the ascension of the monarchy that led them. His son was recalled from where he had settled in Minstrel with his husband, the second prince of that country and coronated as the crown prince while the Steel Council and Magic Council of Bosco both started investigations into Kurinos activities of the last few years.
Arman and Farron were both called in daily for conferences, Farron and all of the Pradesh siblings as well as Rowena and her two sons were also called in repeatedly for questioning.
Altiene had to step in to have Zen pardoned of all charges against him for kidnapping the King of Bosco from the training fields of the Knights to take him to the chamber of light so he could hear and see what his daughter was doing. Erza nearly half out of her mind for the three days the Archangel was held in the same dungeon as Kurino.
When he'd been released she'd nearly knocked him over jumping into his arms when he came out through the doors. Showering the big mage with kisses and tears he'd taken in greedily, having missed her as much as she'd missed him.
Rowena had never been so terrified as she was the week after the wedding. First being involved in everything around the Princess, and then, more personally, finding herself molesting poor Arman when they had been mistakenly put into a bed together to recover and her lifetime of unfulfilled desires had apparently made her act very much unladylike.
Arman though, she was relieved to find, didn't seem to mind it at all, and as they had walked on the beach one evening he'd pulled her to a stop and when she'd turned to look up at him questioningly, he'd cupped her face in his hands and kissed her.
Arman Pradesh, Ambassador, father of 8, friend to Kings and Queens the world over, handsome, successful, could have any woman he wanted, had fixed her under his jade colored eyes whispered she was beautiful and kissed her. It had been her first real kiss, Abraham never kissed her, their children had been conceived with her flat on her face her ass in the air while he'd rutted into her like an animal and called out the names of other women. It was a miracle he'd even managed to get her pregnant twice as much as he'd sworn she was the most revolting woman he'd ever seen.
From that moment on she'd lived for the next time she'd feel those lips on hers.
Arman managed to pull enough strings and get Altiene to help him pull hard enough that Cristoff and Freed were allowed to leave for their honeymoon. Cristoff was eager to get Freed away from all of the stress and show him Minstrel and Freed was more than happy to forget everything and spend the next three weeks focused just on his relationship with his new husband.
Zen and Erzas wedding came in August and Arman was able to get away from Bosco and all the turmoil there to attend it, making a point of spending every moment he could with Rowena while he was there in Fiore and thoroughly enjoying her excitedly showing him around Crocus. The woman was just so amazingly adorable, filled with enthusiasm and laughter, so much love for the world and everything in it in spite of how she'd been made to suffer for most of her life with a husband who all but hated her.
They had spent the wedding seated beside each other, and he'd danced only with Erza then spent the rest of the reception with Rowena. That night Rowena had her first real taste of just how much fun kissing and making out with a smiling eager man really was too. Arman wasn't happy when he had to leave the following day for work.
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Arman narrowed his eyes on his son and Kaleb almost squirmed, not quite, he was still a wizard saint and the Guild Master of one of the largest guilds in Earthland….but he almost did, his father had that effect on him.
"Fine, you say you've had no involvement with Rowena acting a little more...friendly, toward me...and I admit I've not felt your intrusions but young man, so help me if I find out you've messed with that woman there will be hell to pay, worse than I've ever brought to you before you understand?" Arman said firmly and Kaleb swallowed hard.
"Yes sir, Dad...for the record? Her feelings toward you? She kind of broadcasts…" He said and Arman smiled faintly, Rowena had no experience shielding herself from powerful magic users, he knew Freed had recently started teaching her, and had his suspicions as to why, but Kaleb seemed sincere...is still a little shifty. He'd had to get him separated from Farron, the two had been together a lot lately, which wasn't entirely uncommon, but, given recent events, it raised Armans suspicions his sons were trying to interfere in his lovelife….again.
He understood they wanted him happy, was even flattered they went so far, but for years he'd been so busy, his children were each so unique, and each had their own challenges and he'd had to be there to help them get through them, still did, just now, their siblings could help as much as their father and the weight on Arman had lifted a lot in recent years.
He'd never minded it, and even missed it to a degree. He was a nurturing sort, a romantic, affectionate by nature and he missed having children to dote on and look after, felt how empty his house was most of the time, and...how empty his bed was. For the first time since his wife had died, he actually wanted someone...wanted to be with a woman and not just for sex.
He hadn't lied to Altiene, Arman worked out daily, still trained with his magic, and, his Boscan blood still ran hot in his veins, making him need companionship, he really did not deny himself. He stuck to professional attendants most of the time, but had random encounters often enough he could honestly say he didn't rely on the attendants at the Consulate bathhouse for his stress relief.
He just wanted more than, just sex, and that was a new desire for him, until recently, he'd been perfectly happy, looking forward to becoming a grandfather with Zen mated and now married to Erza, the couple off on their honeymoon, that had been interesting too, they hadn't told anyone where they were going for their honeymoon until after the wedding was completed, then Zen had, smirking, announced he was taking Erza to Enca to visit some rare waterfall in the southern mountains there. He'd apparently narrowly won some bet thanks to the recent release of some pictures from sorcerers weekly featuring him and his brothers.
"Alright, we're done." He said rising and Kaleb blinked at him. "I thought you were having dinner at home, I know Farrons on his way here…" He said noting his fathers attire, no suit, instead Arman was in jeans and a dark green button down with the sleeves rolled up...it made his father look...younger...a lot younger.
"I have a date, you two are of course welcome to have dinner here, Mr. Elan can whip you up something wonderful I'm certain." He said and Kaleb grinned.
"A date?!" He questioned and Arman smirked at his son "Yes...nosey...I'm taking Rowena out, like I have most evenings for the last few weeks since she came to visit ME." He the fact Rowena had, this time, come to Bosco entirely just to see Arman, to spend time with him. The pair having discovered while Arman was in Fiore for Erza and Zens wedding, that they both really wanted to see more of each other. So, since Arman had been in Fiore and had extended his stay there to spend some time with her, Rowena had planned this trip to Bosco to get some minor trade deals finalized and spend time with Arman. He was more than a little happy about it too.
Kaleb was beside himself, he hadn't even known Rowena was in town, Freed and Cristoffs wedding had been two months ago, Zens was last month and that was the last time Rowena had been around his father that he knew about.
"And we went out dozens of times while I was in Fiore in August too, so close your gaping mouth my son and go on to the kitchen, I need to go pick Rowena up." Arman smiled, enjoying his sons flabbergasted look. He brushed past a smiling Kaleb and hurried outside to his car, he didn't want to be late.
Rowena was brushing her hair out...again..unhappy with how it had looked pulled up and wishing Lucy and her spirit Cancer were there. Yes she could easily afford a salon trip, and maybe she should have done that but Arman liked her the way she was, said she was...beautiful...as she was and she didn't like how the stylists at the salon were endlessly trying to get her to agree to coloring her hair.
She wasn't ashamed of the silver in her hair, stress had put it there she knew but it was a sort of badge of her endurance, her perseverance that had brought her to this point, where she was dating the Ambassador of Bosco, Arman Pradesh himself, and...after a long time of shy kisses and embraces, she had plans tonight, to ask Arman to stay with her…
She wanted him, Gods she wanted him, she was in love with him, hopelessly so at this point, and while she knew the Ambassador had feelings for her, cared for her, she wasn't sure how much. She'd not pressure him, refused to be the clinging crazy that she saw so many women become when they fell in love, and she really had no idea at all what she was doing so...she stressed about her damn hair.
Things at home were going so well. Blaine had taken a year off from school to intern at the Boscan consul under Farron, a dream come true for her baby boy and she absolutely loved Farron for all his patience with her son, who was just enamored with the young Ambassador who was still reeling a little from having the Princess of Bosco go nuts for him to the point she'd been disowned by her father and the investigation, accumulation of evidence and such against her continued while she remained imprisoned in the Knights Temple under heavy guard.
She couldn't blame Blaine at all, she was in love with Farrons father, and Farron took after Arman in so many ways. She was managing the business well, had sold a lot of it off, cut the dirty parts completely, and, Freed was helping her. Cristoff took Freeds place on missions where the Raijinshuu didn't need his rune magic, and Laxus had said more than once he very much loved having a healer on the team anyway. So Freed was free to work more on the familys business while Rowena got it all in hand and streamlined better so she could manage it all herself.
She quietly padded up as she sold things off, Freed and Blaines trust funds, proud that her boys would be able to live well with ease once she was done with all she had planned. She didn't worry about Freed much, he had Cristoff, and the big Dragon Slayer just adored her son, had Freed so relaxed and happy when she had last visited she'd found him at the Guild hall in jeans...her Freed...in jeans, still the high necked formal shirt mind you, but jeans and boots with his hair in a low tail, braided like his Boscan husband often wore his. No more lightning bolt adornments either, which had Laxus grinning and buying cristoff a beer the night that had turned up.
Freed even drank with his friends, spared, trained, played games and , as long as Cristoff was there, teased his friends. She'd seen it all herself or she never would have believed it. His house was still neat as a pin, but then Cristoffs house in White Sea when she had visited there and stayed at his house, had been neat so that seemed to be something both men were prone to.
The knock on her hotel room door made her jump and she sighed at her reflection, shrugged and headed for the door. She wore a simple Pale blue halter dress that she felt accentuated her slender body, matching pale sapphire earrings and nice heels, she could wear platforms with Arman and he'd still tower over her.
She grabbed a dark blue cardigan and opened the door smiling, meeting warm jade colored eyes that about sent her heart pounding from her chest every time they met hers anymore.
He smiled "Rowena, I think Bosco agrees with you, you look lovely, ready for some dinner?" He asked, holding out a hand she happily took. They walked to the elevator and she could hardly manage her own breathing, Gods, Arman in jeans, he looked younger, and while his suits always complimented him, the jeans hugged his muscular legs and a tight ass she'd noticed before when she saw him in swim shorts but Gods in jeans he just looked so incredibly enticing.…
There was something about a devoted, dedicated father, this man had raised 8 children on his own for the most part, loved them all and they were all wonderful people, he had a brilliant career, was successful and handsome, held the respect of the leaders of every country in Earthland that wasn't under some sort of tyrant. He treated her like she was the only woman in the world when they were together and Gods above...he could kiss.
It was something she'd learned she really, really liked...kissing. Especially Arman, who was so very good at it. He'd been patient with her, hadn't teased her or made comment about her awkward lack of experience. The only thing he'd said once, as they had laid on a blanket in her garden, having a picnic on a warm summers day and she had all but pounced on him, when he'd pulled back for air he'd smiled up at her "Your ex-husband was such an incredible fool…" he'd said, and pulled her back down to him.
"So I was thinking Minstrellan since there's a...mmph!" Arman was saying as the elevator doors closed until a beautiful womans full lips caught his and he was slammed back against the back wall of the elevator. It took him a moment to recover, smiling against Rowenas eager lips he kissed her back with equal ardor, breath catching when she moaned against him.
Rowena had been getting bolder and bolder as they had progressed, and Arman was grateful because he was just about to turn fucking blue if they didn't end up in bed together soon. He was about desperate for her. He was giving her time, knew she'd been abused by her husband, hadn't been with a man since Blaine was conceived 21 years ago and she had only been 20 then but 21 years was one hell of a dry spell.
He knew too that his had been her first kiss, and that everything they did together was a first for her, from the dates to the kissing, to the heavy making out, all of it. He wanted to be sure this was what she wanted, that HE was what she wanted, before they went that extra step because she was Fioran, and he knew she felt strongly for him, and once they went further, stopping would hurt them both.
He wanted more, needed it, and was too damn old to waste time worrying what his grown children thought or anyone else for that matter, Rowena Justine was what HE wanted. The kind, fun, bubbly boisterous woman just shined brighter and brighter every time he saw her, as the oppression of all those years married to Abraham fell away and she learned how to live and breathe again.
He worried he might be some sort of bounce back...a relationship to get her feet under her and then she would color her hair and go after someone her sons ages...Gods she was beautiful enough, heads turned when they walked to his car and not looking at him.
If he was some sort of rebound...he knew it would be hard to get through for him...knew she meant too much to him now to let her go though the ideas that realization led to terrified even him. They were both successful well established adults with busy lives, no...he'd think along those lines if they got that far, tonight...tonight it was just a date, dinner and a movie and maybe cocktails after.
Rowena loved the Minstrellan food. "Gods...you know I've had these pastas before and didn't even know they were Minstrellan. Blaine adores Minstrel and I've never been there...I really need to go some time." She said wistfully.
"How about over Christmas?" He asked suddenly, totally on impulse and she looked at him wide eyed.
"O...Over Christmas?! You mean...with you?" She asked, smiling a little, hope bright in her lovely smile and that was it for him, Arman was finished.
Ganier...I've loved you my whole life and know you would want this for me...if she's the one you would want me with...help me make it happen.. He prayed silently, felt his chest tighten and warm at Rowenas bright hopeful smile. Gods help him he knew this feeling...only Ganier had ever stirred it in him until now...he was falling in love...
"Of course with me...as if I'd miss the chance to see you on a luxury airships lounge in a bikini…" He smirked and she bit her lip, aqua eyes darkening slightly and he heard her heart race, heard her breath catch.
"We could take a couple of weeks over Christmas, all of my children have plans, Xally and Emi are dragging Kaleb and Farron to Fiore to visit Bickslow, Zen and Cristoff and Vander were already planning to be there too so I've no plans for the holidays, I would love to spend them with you, in Minstrel. I have a house there, right in Capresa near the university.
She absolutely beamed. "Oh Arman...I...I would love that! Blaine was invited to Christmas with Freed so he'll be in Fiore too...I...I had thought about going there to be with them all but...I think I'd much rather take the opportunity to see you in those swim shorts again...and...out of them…" The last, when she said it, he barely needed to be a sound mage to hear her heart race.
Reaching across the table he laced their fingers "I don't think I'd leave the bikini on you long." He said huskily and Rowena bit her lip, blushing, fingers tightening on his.
"Arman...I don't want to see a movie tonight…" She whispered and he raised a brow, was she scared now? Had he gone too far? He could kick himself, he really could, it was just when she'd said what she did he'd thought…
"I want to take you back to the hotel...I...would you...stay with me...tonight?" She was so quiet this time his sound magic did become necessary, and his eyes widened, heart hammering in his chest.
He squeezed her hand, making her lift her eyes back to his "Gods yes…" He breathed.
He almost threw jewel at the waiter, Rowena blushing but grinning, tugging him to the car while casting alluring shy smiles at him. In the car, the moment the door shut she was in his lap, kissing him and he wasn't sure if she had climbed there or he'd pulled her there but he had a hell of a time wrenching his lips away from hers, panting and laughing "Let me drive Love." He said in a deep husky voice. She slid back to her seat, but her hand wandered to his thigh, sliding over the denim stretched tight over his well toned thigh and Arman had to grit his teeth not to drive like a maniac, why the hell had he picked a restaurant so fucking far from her hotel?!
Once the car was left with the valet, they rushed to the elevator and the ride up was a breathless one, Rowena shoving her hands under his shirt, popping some of the buttons from it, he hiking her dress up so he could grip her smooth thighs and lift her up, hold her so her mouth was easy to access.
She fumbled for her room key, giggling when he started pushing her hair aside and kissing her neck, her hands shaking in her excitement she finally got it open and they staggered inside, slamming the door back shut clothes now being abandoned as they made their way to the bedroom.
When Arman undid the back of her dress and the front fell down she gripped it, looking up at him nervously...Abraham had sneered in disgust at her body so many times…
He slid his fingers into hers "Ro...you're the most beautiful woman I know… let me see you…" He whispered soothingly and she chewed her lip, suddenly so afraid he'd find her repulsive like Abraham had. She could hide in clothes that accentuated her, but he was going to see her naked….
Arman slid to his knees in front of her, hands on her hips he pulled her to him then slid those hands down her sides and back up along her smooth skin beneath her dress, gripping the firm rounded cheeks of her ass and closing his eyes at the feel of her.
"I want you Rowena..".he purred then, and slid her panties down, she stepped from them and he tossed them aside, then slid her dress up her legs until he reached her sex, she was perfect...fucking perfect, and he wanted to go to Fiore, march into the prison and beat Abraham Justine into a bloody pulp for ever making her think otherwise.
"Let me make love to you Ro...I want you so badly…" He hummed and she whimpered, looking down at him, on his knees in front of her, his shirt on the floor behind him, black hair loose around his broad shoulders, all that smooth tanned skin over flawlessly toned muscle. His body was incredible, so lithe and muscular, accentuated further by the intricate clan tattoos that ran down his right side from his shoulder down to his mid thigh.
Jade green eyes were dark with desire for her, hungry and his smooth lips were lifted in an inviting smile. Gods she was so hopelessly in love with this man, she was probably a fool to fall so hard so fast for the first man who she'd spent much time with once free of Abraham, but Arman made her feel alive, beautiful...he made her feel better than she ever had before in her entire life and she wanted, needed that, needed him...wanted him so so badly.
She sighed, finally releasing her dress and he moved his hands, letting it fall to pool at her feet, slowly standing he kissed his way up her body, lips grazing near but not over her quivering sex as he went, hands cupped her breasts, which nicely filled his long fingered hands, not overflowing, but heavy and sexy in his grasp with deep pink nipples that begged for his attention.
He lifted her up, hands gripping her sides while his mouth sealed over one of her peaks and carried her to the bed, laying he back on it and moving over her.
She had imagined Arman Pradesh would be a skilled lover, and she wasn't wrong, his years with seasoned attendants had made him learn everything he could about driving someones pleasures, it was difficult to get the seasoned attendants to completion, Arman had mastered it decades ago, his childrens Sudehpah had all propositioned him, intrigued by the father of such a large brood, and not a one had ever made him lose control first.
Vanders many instructors, Zens that came just a couple of years ago...Arman could handle them all. Before his children he was a respectable, refined and composed man, but in the bedroom….Arman Pradesh was a deeply committed lover, vibrantly passionate, active, playful, and Rowena, already in love with the green eyed man, was putty in his hands. She'd never known this, love making, never known tender treatment, sensuality, deep bone melting pleasure, but that's what Arman showed her.
He worshipped her, his hands sliding over her skin slowly, keeping his touch light, lingering wherever he reached that made her breath hitch. He swirled his tongue around a pert nipple, she was so worried about her body, that she was too skinny, her breasts too small, more reason he detested Abraham and plenty reason to have him spending long heated minutes over those parts of her she doubted, showing her how much he loved every inch of her body, how no part of her disappointed him.
She writhed under him, gasping as his hand and mouth worked over her chest, his other beneath her keeping their bodies close and her own hands slid over him, exploring in breathless wonder a male body that wasn't pale, bloated and soft but instead was tanned, hard muscled with cut angles and smooth planes. She'd not been allowed to touch Abraham much, just his cock, not that she could get her arms around him anyway, not like Arman, oh Gods nothing like Arman whose back she ran her nails down, smiling faintly when he moaned against her neck.
Her arms fit so perfectly around his trim waist, and as he drove into her overheated body she gripped his flexing ass greedily pulling herself into his trusts wantonly. Nothing in her wildest imaginings had prepared her for this, it was incredible how good it felt, how hot she was, how desperate and frantic she started feeling, needing more, begging him for what she had no idea but she knew he'd bring it whatever it was her body was so eagerly building towards.
"Arman...Ple...Please!" She begged, his hand slid down from her breasts joining his other and cupping her ass, tipping her hips up as his hips worked and that was when it all hit her.
When her first orgasm hit she cried out in shock, having only ever read about them, like the kiss. Pleasure exploded all through her, crashing against her like wild waves and she screamed his name in surprise. Arman brought many firsts to her, what it felt like to have a man, fit, healthy, that took care of himself, press his naked body against her, drive a long thick erection into her that felt only good, filled her instead of left her wondering where inside of her he might be.
This time she sweat, panted, mewled and moaned instead of just the person on top of her seeming to enjoy what was happening. When she came that first time she clung to him, almost frightened by how good it felt, how it raked through her and left her weak.
"Ah...Ar..Arman...what…" She gasped out and he chuckled, breathless himself. She was so amazingly tight and her body was rhythmically squeezing every inch of him inside of her as she rode through her orgasm, he kept moving himself inside her making sure she got every last wave out of it before gripping her ass and angling her differently, pulling almost from her "Mmm, Gods you're beautiful when you cum for me Rowena...and I'm going to make it happen again…" He purred, thrusting into her again she keened, nails digging into his shoulders as her body writhed beneath him.
Three was her limit, the second one had her seeing stars and the third she was shaking her head, almost crying so was so overwhelmed "I can't...oh Gods...Arman…" she pleaded and he'd kissed her mouth, her face, her neck, nuzzling against her ear as he started lifting her into his thrusts and slid one of her legs over his arm lifting it while he thrust harder and faster into her, knowing her tight heat and bodies powerful orgasm was going to wreck his control this time and drag him with her.
"Ah...ah! Arman…." She cried "I love you.." she gasped out as she came and he groaned, wrenched over the edge with her in that moment by that confession and feeling his body release, filling her as she ragged gasped for air and shuddered through her end.
He held himself on his forearms, kissing her neck, her shoulder and regaining his own breath when he felt her first sob and stilled, pulling back to look down at her in confusion. He hadn't hurt her...he'd pushed her body pretty far, especially since it had been so long since her last time with a man but he'd taken care...he'd heard her confession, and was still trying to absorb that, but he certainly wasn't upset to hear it, relieved, excited, thrilled...but not upset, so seeing her pressing her hands over her eyes and crying stunned him.
"Rowena...sena mei anji...shhh...why are you crying did I hurt you?" He whispered, soothing her, smoothing her hair from her face and pulling her hands from her eyes so he could see them. "I...I don't know why I said that…" She hiccuped and he smiled at her "Did you mean it?" He asked and she bit her lip, nodding, watery pink framed aquamarine eyes wide and frightened on his.
He grinned, leaning in to kiss her swollen lips languidly "Oh my sweet lady...we're too old for games, waiting is for our children, dragging things out, lying to ourselves, playing with denial...I did it all decades ago but I won't do it now…" He said softly and she blinked up at him in confusion.
"I..you aren't upset?" She asked shakily. He kissed her again trailing kisses to her ear. "No...not upset…" He breathed in her ear and drew another breath "I'm as in love with you as you are with me Rowena I promise you...You were just brave enough to admit it first…" He said against her ear sending shivers through her, her eyes flew wide, her heart about to burst in her chest she clenched her arms tightly around him. New tears falling now...he loved her! Gods...he loved her!
He rolled to his back, pulling her over on top of him, hands framing her face "You're still crying…" He chuckled and she nodded, biting her lip, trying to stop but unable to even speak right then she was so overcome with emotion.
Jade eyes looked into hers and she saw it then...love...Arman loved her...she wasn't crazy, she wasn't going too fast, falling too easily...he loved her.
"Remember I said we're too old to play our childrens games?" he asked softly and she nodded, Those green eyes searched hers carefully and he drew a deeper breath steadying himself and taking the dive he'd not wanted to even think about earlier but he was a man of conviction, action, and he damn well knew what he wanted and not to wait to reach for it.
"Rowena Athena Justine, I Arman Tesion Pradesh ask to take you to wife...to stand at my side an equal through Joys and Challenges, to share my bed, be the mother of my children, I swear to love and honor you, keep myself only for as long as I live….do you accept?" He said it all softly but with firm conviction and as each word led to the next Rowenas eyes widened, her lips parted and finally her breath caught and her heart hammered in her chest wildly.
Arman had done this once before and it was no easier this time, waiting for her answer, wondering if it was too much too fast and all at once but he meant what he'd said about refusing to play games or deny himself, he knew what he wanted, he was grown man and was tired of sleeping alone, living alone, he had loved being married and wanted to be again and it was Rowena who had made him see that.
It seemed an age before her stunned disbelief gave way and he saw joy flood those gorgeous eyes of hers, tears ran down her face all over again as she nodded her head and finally gasped out "YES! Gods YES!"
Armans breath left him in a rush, surprised he'd been holding it and he yanked her down for a long kiss, her arms winding around his neck, her beautiful body pressing down over his and stirring the heat in his blood again as her breasts rubbed against his chest and he realised he was still inside of her when the muscles of her sex flexed around him and made him shudder.
There was no more talk for a while, the newly engaged couple frantically letting out all the stress they had just amassed in their confessions and Armans spur of the moment proposal.
Almost an hour later Rowena sank into the hot water of the tub, laying back against Armans chest and humming happily as his hands slid up her body.
"I think I fell in love with you when you handed me that book, the one on Dragon mating, and told me I deserved to know all I wanted to about your son and what his mating with Freed really meant. From that point on...gods...you're so devilishly charming you know that?" Rowena sighed, chuckling a little.
Arman was kissing her shoulder and smiled against her skin "Maybe a little, I am an Ambassador my love, being charming is part of the job, I knew when you were arguing with Dominic about the wedding suits, wanting those specific colors and he wanted the traditional dove gray...which I will be wearing for our wedding by the way." He said softly and she smiled, pressing into him more "Will I wear a veil dress?" She asked and he grinned, growling against her "Oh Gods I hope so…" He said.
She giggled "I don't know if I'm quite that confident…" She admitted and he gripped her breasts making her gasp "Emi and Xally will wear theirs...we could get them for all of the women, Gods I'd love to see these in a Tiami" He rasped massaging her breasts and she groaned.
"I...I can't think when...when you do that…" She breathed and he chuckled darkly "Good, then you agree to wear a veil dress for our wedding right?" He purred and she growled now, twisting free and facing him, gripping his hair and pulling his head back as she knelt over him, grinning down into his surprised green eyes. "If I decide to...I'll think about it." She said before kissing him hard enough he moaned, loving her sudden bold aggression.
It was well into the small hours of morning before they were too exhausted to keep teasing, making love or even talking and finally fell asleep, Rowena pressed tightly back against Armans chest, him curled around her. She wept silent tears, joy just spilling out of her feeling him, his arms around her, his naked body pressed against hers, his silky black and silver hair loose and falling over his shoulder and hers. "Gods I love you…" She breathed in wonder, thanking every one of them for this.
She was free, and madly in love with a wonderful man who loved her back and was going to marry her, make her the mother of a total of 10 children and, she giggled inwardly a little, Freed and Cristoff would be mates, husbands and now brothers, oh the teasing was going to be epic she was sure but she didn't doubt they could handle it, and Blaine, oh Gods her youngest was going to be beside himself…
When she woke she felt warm lips kissing her face and opened her eyes to a warm jade gaze, turning she almost frowned finding him in his clothes until he held up a small black velvet box and opened it.
Inside sat a gorgeous Aquamarine framed in diamonds on a white gold band. She pressed her lips together, trying to not cry again as Arman pulled it free of the box and slid it onto her finger. "I had to pull some strings to get the jeweler to come and open his store early for me, but considering all the business I've sent him over the years he did it…" He said softly to explain why he was dressed.
"It's beautiful…" She breathed and Arman smiled, he'd chosen a stone that matched her eyes, Gods how he loved her eyes...always so bright and lively and expressive. "You don't get yours until the final ceremony." She said and he nodded, bending to kiss her, she looked perfect, hair mussed from a night of passion, eyes bright and happy, blankets clutched to her slender body in an unknowing attempt at modesty, as if he hadn't already memorized what every last inch of her looked like over the course of the night.
"We can go out for breakfast and call the children afterward, starting with Farron and Freed." He smiled, they had decided they would begin with their oldest and work their way down. Both resigned themselves last night to the fact their children were going to lose their damn minds over this, but Arman didn't want to wait and Rowena didn't either, she was ready to be happy for once, to have the man she'd always dreamed of, someone to love her, cherish her, who appreciated her for who she was as she was. Arman did that and so much more, like he'd said, waiting was for those unsure about what they wanted, they both knew exactly what they wanted, and it was each other.
She slid from the bed and got herself grabbed into warm arms laughing "Arman! I need to shower and get dressed!" She giggled and he hummed, kissing her and his hands roaming down her bare back, seeing her bare skin, her naked body...he suddenly wasn't hungry for food anymore…
"Mmm, after...then we'll have a shower together…" He purred, guiding her back to the bed.
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