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Aria and Lucius' French honeymoon in Versailles was to take place in two weeks time. Lucius had a few more things to do for work, and with Aria not having any work of her own, it left her much time to be anxious about whether or not she would become pregnant. Every day over those next few weeks Aria's mind flowed in and out like the tides of the ocean on whether or not it was too soon for them to be trying for a baby. Every time she got giddy about the thought of it, an hour or so later, she would become frazzled and nervous. But overall, the thought of growing a part of her and Lucius' love inside of her was enough to always make her smile and go back to her giddiness.
Of course, Lucius remained jubilant about the thought of it. In fact, his protectiveness of her was even more intense than usual as she noticed he had the house elves providing her very healthy and full breakfasts, lunches and dinners daily and whenever they made love to each other Lucius' orgasms seemed to be even more powerful than normal, as he came within her, transferring all that he had into her. Then whenever they would cuddle after their frequent love making, he would always rest his warm hands upon her belly, as if he was trying to help create life within her. Aria's heart always melted with love for him at how much he wanted this with her. He was the most amazing man, and she couldn't believe he was hers.
Aria's thoughts about it all seemed to change so fast, she couldn't help but wonder that if she was already this frazzled during the process of trying to get pregnant, what would her hormones be like when she was pregnant? That thought frightened her a bit, however she became slightly depressed realizing she wouldn't have to worry about that for a bit, since a couple of nights before they were due to go on their honeymoon, Aria's period arrived. She wasn't pregnant.
With a forlorn look and aura to her, Aria made her way slowly down to where Lucius was drinking a nightcap of Fire Whisky in the library. The moment Lucius saw her enter the room, he instantly put down his glass and raced over to where she stood in the doorway, noticing her anguish immediately.
"My love, what's wrong?" He said as he wrapped his warm arms around her, holding her in a comforting embrace. Lucius hated seeing Aria in a state of any sadness or upset. He always wanted to make sure the sun within her shone brightly.
"I'm not pregnant…" she said as a few tears fell down her face, as she buried herself into Lucius' chest, causing his button up shirt to become slightly wet. She breathed in Lucius' comforting scent as he held her tightly.
"Oh," Lucius said with a sad sigh out at hearing the news. He drew in a deep breath, not wanting to be too disappointed about it, as he wanted to comfort Aria in any way that he could. He wanted to be strong for her. "It doesn't always happen the first few….well in our case…many times that a couple tries. We will keep trying my love, I promise," Lucius said as he stroked her soft, blond hair and kissed the top of her head.
"I know," Aria said as she spoke into his chest, causing her voice to be a bit muffled. "I know it can take a while for it to happen it's just…I just really wanted it. I was certain that night that I decided not to take my birth control potion that it would happen. I had such a special feeling," she said as she finally moved her head up so that she could wipe her eyes.
"Keep that feeling my love. And I will keep making sweet love to you every chance I get, I promise," Lucius said romantically as he cupped her face in his hands and looked into her eyes, trying to convey to her that he meant it with all his heart.
Aria smiled a bit at his words and nodded her head in agreement that they wouldn't stop trying.
Lucius, encouraged at Aria's smile, continued as he brought her in close to his body and whispered in her ear sensually. "And think…our honeymoon is in a few days…plenty of opportunities to make love to you over every square inch of Versailles," he crooned.
That made Aria giggle a bit as she imagined them having sex all over Versailles and the Palace grounds, in plain view of everyone. She knew they wouldn't do that of course, but their honeymoon suite overlooking the beautiful Orangerie would be a good start. And perhaps they could find a hidden little grove or two in the gardens to make love in. Thinking about this got Aria thinking about their honeymoon and made her thoughts go from sadness to more excited ones.
"Mmmmm, you always know how to make me feel better," Aria said as she stood on her tiptoes so that she could kiss her husband.
"It's my job," Lucius said as he beamed at his wife, and took her hand and led her over to the table that had the decanter of Fire Whisky on it. "And since it is safe to do so, would you like to share a nightcap with me, my darling?"
"Sure, why not," said Aria.
Lucius poured her a small dram of the whisky and handed her the crystal glass. "To us, my love, and our future family," Lucius said as he raised his glass to cheers with hers.
"To us and our family," Aria said with a small smile and downed her drink.
The day of their honeymoon arrived and Aria was so excited to head to her dream destination of Versailles, France. It felt in a way, as if she was going home; to her ancestral home. The De La Cours were a noble, wizarding family in France and she couldn't wait to see all of the glories and splendors that her family had contributed to.
With their bags packed, Aria having quite a few so that she could bring many cute outfits to wear in the Palace and Gardens, Lucius apparated himself, Aria and their luggage straight outside one of the side entrance gates to the Palace. As it was early in the morning, and not near the main gate, Lucius and Aria remained unseen and Aria instantly got a feeling of excitement when she saw the cobbled stones she stood upon, and the side gate in front of them which was a gilded so brightly gold, that the early morning sun that shone off of it was almost blinding. Aria smiled widely as she looked at her husband, who had an equally as impressed smile upon his face.
"Wait here my love. I will go get our room situated. It will only be a moment.
Aria smiled at Lucius, as she saw him walk through the side gate and then around to the left into one of the many palace doors. After less than ten minutes, Lucius came back out, still with a smile on his face, as he held the gate open for Aria and offered his other hand out to hers, letting her know to take it so that she could follow him.
"What about our luggage?" She said tentatively as she took his hand.
"I checked us in to our private suite and our bags will be picked up in a brief moment, don't worry my love."
With a contented smile, Aria took Lucius' hand as he led her into the gates. She was officially on Palace grounds and it felt like a dream come true. Although they were off to the far left side of the Palace, from her vantage point, she could see directly into the heart of the main courtyard. The iconic black and white checkered tiled floor surrounded by the pink, white and tan marble of the grand chateau all topped with a roof of the most brilliant gold molding. It made Aria's breath stop to be in such a place of history.
Lucius saw her ogling, causing him to smile even more, but then led her even more farther to the left into a tiny, inconspicuous white door. They entered a very plain, but still quite rococo styled room. The wood parquet floors, creaked with age as they walked up to the tiny white desk where a well dressed French lady stood. She must have checked Lucius in, and smiled seeing the happy couple together, ready for their magical stay.
"Bonjour Madame," she smiled kindly. "I have already checked your husband in. Enjoy your stay in your very exclusive room," she said as she handed Aria a silver key with a blue ribbon around the top.
"I have one as well," Lucius whispered into her ear, as she took the key from the kind French receptionist. "The keys to our suite."
"Originals. The keys," the receptionist said, having clearly heard Lucius.
"Wow.." Aria said as she marveled at the centuries old key in her hand. "This is incredible."
"You are a very lucky lady, Madame. Not many people stay in these suites," The woman said, clearly impressed with Lucius splurging his money on their stay.
"I am the lucky one," Lucius said immediately, as he put his hand around Aria's waist firmly, wanting to get them to their suite already.
"Oui," said the woman eyeing the couple with respect. Aria was also already so anxious to get to their suite. Sensing the couple wanted to get settled the woman motioned her head to the left side of the room where another white door was. "Just through there, your suite will be the last door at the end of the hall on the right."
"Come my love," Lucius said as he led them away and through the door, ready to be alone with Aria in their own little piece of the Palace.
They walked down a rather narrow hallway that was lined with about seven doors, and walked through the last door on the right. The moment the couple entered the room, they couldn't help but stop in their tracks and marvel at their accommodations for their honeymoon stay.
Their suite was its own little slice of Versailles Palace heaven. The wallpaper was extremely intricate and featured a decadent floral design; very historically accurate to the 18th century time period. There were large gilded mirrors that hung over two marble fireplaces, and a grand chandelier hung in the middle of the room, as well as tinier table candelabras all about on the various types of mahogany furniture, that was also gilded around the edges. As the couple walked further into their suite they were led into the most stunning bathroom either had ever been in. The tile was a beautiful delicate black and white tile scheme and there were two plush chaise-lounges set on either side of the room. And besides the huge walk in shower off to the side, in the middle of the room sat an invitingly large claw-foot tub with a gold chandelier hanging over it. But that wasn't even the best parts of the bathroom. The best part was the floor to ceiling windows that looked out over the entire Orangerie of the Gardens of Versailles. Aria's skin simply tingled to be in that bathtub overlooking that incredible view, and she knew that would be the first thing she did.
Even Lucius, who was never typically a man to be caught off guard, and a man to have had always lived in rich and aristocratic places, was in awe. He knew when he booked the suite that it would be rather special, but it was even more incredible than he had anticipated.
"Lucius…." Aria said as she turned to her husband. "This is incredible…"
"It is," he agreed as he held her from behind as they faced the stunning view of the gardens and just held each other and looked out over the sprawling magnificence.
"I'm simply dying to use this bathtub," Aria said as she eyed the white porcelain with need.
"Mmmm," Lucius moaned aloud picturing Aria enjoying the tub. "As you wish." He let go from their embrace and walked over to the tub and turned on the faucets until the water was a perfect temperature before he put the stopper in.
"Are you sure I have time?" Aria said, as she wasn't too sure of their schedule for the day.
"We are free to relax for the day, and tonight will be our private tour of the Palace, after all of the peasants…I mean tourists go home for the day," Lucius smirked.
"Lucius!" Aria couldn't help but laugh at his sarcasm. Truth be told, Lucius most likely viewed the normal muggle tourists as peasants. To him, he and Aria were King and Queen, and although Aria would never admit it, she truly felt like the Queen of the universe in that moment.
Still smirking, Lucius left Aria to her bath as he heard the butler service bring by their luggage. Aria stripped out of her clothes, ready to get into the bath, but not before she saw a small bottle of rose bath oil on the counter to which she added a generous amount to the water. Finally she turned off the faucets and stepped one foot at a time into the deliciously warm, rose scented bath.
Her skin broke out into gooseflesh at the feel of something so divine. She couldn't help but sigh out in pleasure as she lowered the rest of her body into the water. Normally she would close her eyes during her baths to better relax, but she couldn't bear to even blink, because the view was too perfect. Overlooking the gorgeous gardens of Versailles, Aria took the best bath of her life, as her skin soaked in the floral scent of the rose oil.
After a while of perfect bliss, she wondered where Lucius had gone, and so she reluctantly stepped out of the bath. As soon as she got out though, she realized she hadn't the forethought to grab a towel, as she had been so anxious to get in the tub. "Darn it," she muttered under her breath, as water dripped down her warm, nude body.
"Looking for this?" She heard the deep voice behind her. She turned around quickly, slightly startled, and saw Lucius standing in the archway, looking divine as ever, his white shirt untucked and unbuttoned at the chest slightly, as he held up a plush white towel for her.
Aria flushed a bit, her skin warm from the water, and under the gaze of Lucius' silver eyes as he admired the rivulets of water running down her perfect naked form. Her blush deepened.
Lucius grew instantly hard at the sight of Aria, so wet and flushed; she was stunning…his Queen. She didn't immediately reach for the towel and so he stepped up to her and wrapped her in the towel himself and brought her close in to his body.
"As I was putting our clothes and luggage away, I saw in one of the wardrobes these towels and figured you would have need of one, I heard you get out of the bath, and I came just in time it seems," he whispered into her ear, as he held and warmed her.
"Mmmm," Aria said as she succumbed to the comfort of his embrace. She buried her flushed face into his chest, which was bare to her as his shirt was slightly unbuttoned. He was incredibly sexy and, as usual, smelled insanely good.
Aria stepped out of his embrace, and stepped back a few steps so Lucius could get a good view of her, as she grabbed hold of the towel around her and loosened it so that if fell to the floor in a bundle.
Lucius' silver eyes sparked with intense longing, as he looked at his Goddess. She stood there, bare to him, her body incredibly smooth and slightly flushed looking absolutely everywhere. Behind her was the amazing view of the Orangerie and it only made the moment more stunning to behold.
He looked her up and down, long and slowly, before he stepped forward so that he was right in front of her again. He quickly grabbed her around the waist and forced her body flush up against his, hardly and urgently, as he looked down into her eyes with lust and desire, causing Aria's breath to be taken away by his intensity. She loved whenever he got domineering like this, she could hear the low grumble in his chest, that animalistic sound of need.
"I want you Lucius," Aria whispered softly, as she looked up through hooded eyes at him.
Without wasting another breath, Lucius released her waist so that he could unbutton the rest of his shirt, and unzip his pants so quickly it seemed like a blur, until he was as naked as she was. He grabbed her again around the waist and walked forward, causing her to walk backward. She had absolute trust in him, and sure enough within a few steps she felt the back of her legs brush up against one of the divine chaise-lounges. With one more animalistic moan of desire, Lucius quickly turned her body around so that she faced the chaise as well as the stunning view of the Palace Gardens.
She felt one of his big hands reach down her body from behind as he pressed her back down so that she was leaning forward, her hands bracing herself against the cushions of the chaise. His hands roamed then further down, until he was cupping her sex in his hand. She moaned out a bit as she felt one of his long fingers slip in to her, testing her wetness; and she was certainly wet for him, not only from still being damp from the bath, but also from her constant longing for him always. He must have been extremely satisfied with what he felt as she heard him breath out a sigh of pleasure from behind her. He pumped his finger within her a few times before she felt him remove it, and then replace it with something much bigger and thicker…his perfect manhood.
Aria practically cried out at the sensation she felt of him stretching her from within, in such a vulnerable position. He began pumping in and out of her slowly and she could hear him sighing out little breaths of pleasure behind her, as he gripped her by the waist to brace himself.
From Aria's point of view, and Lucius as well, they both looked out over the gorgeous landscape of the Versailles gardens, as they pleasured each other physically as well. It was sensation overload and it only made the moment more intense and beautiful.
"This is so perfect Lucius," Aria moaned out as he continued to make love to her.
"Mhmmm," he managed to reply, as he was purely focused on the feelings of them connected as one.
For a while Lucius maintained the same slow, seductive pace as he made love to her; enjoying too much in that moment to change what he was doing. But eventually it grew too pleasurable and before he lost himself he wanted to make sure that Aria came of course.
And so he laid the upper half of his body over hers, his chest resting against her back as he continued to thrust into her over and over, but this time he reached his right hand around between her legs to rub her sensitive clit.
"Yes," she signed out as she bucked her hips back, letting him know that she loved the added sensation.
Encouraged, Lucius brought his left hand then, to cup her left breast; now both of his hands were working her body as his cock still pleasured her sweet pussy.
Getting pleasured in all of her sensitive areas, Aria was soon moaning non-stop at the feeling of Lucius giving her all of the pleasure, and so she began bucking her hips back again and again to meet his thrusts, which had slowly been getting harder and more deep.
Aria had been staring unblinkingly at the view but now her eyes shut tight in pleasure at what she felt and soon her insides became equally as tight, as she came around Lucius' cock inside of her.
"Ahhh my good girl," Lucius praised as he felt her orgasm. Anytime he felt her inside walls flutter and convulse for him, it always spurred him on to want to come himself…it never failed. Giving her pleasure was what gave him the most pleasure in the universe and he knew that was one of the many ways Aria made him truly a changed man. The selflessness and the deep want to only focus on her pleasure, truly made him into a changed man; no longer selfish and only thinking about his own pleasure.
With the thought of how much he loved her in his mind, Lucius came hard and deep into her, filling her up with all his love as he peppered her back with kisses as he came down from his high. He stayed within her for a while, wanting to make sure his seed stayed in its place, before he pulled out. He instantly picked her up into his arms, cradling her, and walked them both over to the large, four-poster bed in the other room so that they could lay together for a moment.
Aria said nothing but smiled at Lucius as he lay down next to her. She took his hand in hers and put it on her belly, willing for his love to transfer inside of her, to try to hope for a baby again. She was so comforted, that as she dozed off, she couldn't help but think what an amazing start to the honeymoon it was.
The two woke up in the late afternoon and both got ready for their private night tour of the palace. Aria was giddy and anxious to get into the Palace, and she got ready so fast, Lucius couldn't help but chuckle at her.
"Excited are we my love?" He said as he straightened out the collar of his dark blue button up shirt. His cloak was draped elegantly over his shoulder and he looked like he could be the King of Versailles himself. Aria admired him openly, causing Lucius to smirk even deeper.
"Yes!" She said as she grabbed her small black Chanel purse. Aria was dressed rather beautifully herself as she wore a luminous silk dress in the color of a pale gold, almost Champagne like, that hugged every curve and perfect dip of her body, her blond hair flowing wavy and shining down her back.
Lucius admired her just as equally back and then grabbed her hand to lead her out of their honeymoon suite and out into the city of Versailles. They were first going to grab dinner before they explored Versailles with their private tour guide. The Palace was still open to the public for another two hours, so they had some time for a romantic dinner together. A romantic dinner it was too, as the couple had made their way to a little hole in the wall crepe place, which overlooked the front gates of the Palace and the giant statue of Louis XIV. They had both shared one savory crepe and one sweet crepe and it was such a simple meal that was literally one of the most divine things either had ever tasted. Nothing could beat French cooking, it was true.
And so, as the last of the public left the golden gates of Versailles, Aria and Lucius made their way up towards the gates; many muggles staring at them as they certainly stood out amongst the civilians, their light blond heads of hair shining in the twilight of the grayish-pink sky. Almost as if knowing that they were expected, the security at the front gates, immediately let them in, as if they were truly royalty and soon Aria was walking up to the iconic black and white marbled floor she had seen from afar when she first arrived. Up close it was truly stunning and she felt as if she could cry at being in such an iconic place.
"I feel like I want to cry and I haven't even been inside yet," whispered Aria to Lucius, who smiled back at her and grabbed her hand in his, so happy that she was happy.
As the couple waited for their tour guide to meet them in the grand courtyard, Aria looked up at the majestic Chateau that surrounded her. The lights from the inside casting a calming yet haunting aura around them as the sun set in the distance. The couple didn't have to wait long, as a kind, mid-aged Frenchman, about in his early forties, came up and introduced himself as Emile. Emile was professional and unintimidated, clearly having worked with high-profile guests many times before.
The second Aria and Lucius followed him into the main entrance of the Palace, Aria's mouth hung open in wonder and shock and her heart felt as if it was going to burst. The Palace of Versailles was truly a wonderland on Earth. All of the rooms were so decadent and she wondered how so much art, wealth and awe could all reside in one place. Room after room they went through, from the stunning Apollo Room to the grand apartments of the King, to the Salon of War and the Salon of Peace, to Marie Antoinette's gilded and floral bedroom, and to, of course, the iconic Hall of Mirrors where all of the chandeliers were shining gold in the night…the entire Palace was a marvel and Aria was floored that she was able to experience it all without a crowd or a tourist in sight.
Every few seconds she would squeeze Lucius' hand and smile up at him as she was unable to control her excitement. Lucius simply smiled happily every time, enjoying seeing her reactions. It was his greatest pleasure to bring her so much joy.
Towards the end of the tour, they came to be in the throne room. Aria was too enthralled with the red, velvet throne at first to notice one of the many portraits hanging on the wall. She had seen quite a few portraits during the tour as well, and so she easily missed it. But suddenly, as the tour guide Emile was describing the various artifacts, both furniture and paintings, Emile himself stopped and addressed Aria with disbelief.
"Why, Mrs. Malfoy, you look exactly like the woman in this painting," exclaimed Emile, as he pointed to a grand portrait of a beautiful lady on the left facing wall of the magnificent room.
"Hmm?" Aria questioned on what Emile was focusing on.
Sure enough, there she was. The Marquise De La Cour; Aria's ancestor. The very same woman she had met through the use of magic that one amazing day in Lucius' library, where he had cast the Vitae Imaginum spell on her portrait in a book, which allowed her essence and spirit to appear before them for a few minutes so that Aria was able to speak with her.
Lucius looked to where Emile was pointing and smirked. "That's because it is her ancestor," Lucius explained simply. "She just recently became a Malfoy…before that she was a De La Cour."
"Ahh! Of course! My managers had told me there were rumors of a De La Cour coming for a visit, but you must pardon me Madam, I did not realize it was you!" Said Emile, slightly embarrassed.
"Don't be sorry!" Aria said in a comforting tone as she walked up closer to the left wall to get a better view of the gorgeous painting of the Marquise. She wore a stunning blue floral dress and her hair was piled high on her head in the typical French fashion of the time. This was a different portrait than the one she had seen in the book in Lucius' library and she felt as if she couldn't take her eyes off the portrait. Aria wished her and Lucius could use the spell again to bring her to life, but with the muggle tour guide there, it wouldn't be possible unless they memory wiped him…and Lucius swore he would never do that again to another living soul. It was enough for Aria to just admire the portrait however, especially being in the actual Palace of Versailles. She could imagine that she was there with her ancestor, wandering the magical halls of Versailles, being the King's most trusted advisors; she felt so proud to be a De La Cour. For a while Aria stared into the vibrant green eyes of the woman in the portrait and felt as if she was truly connected to her. Emile and Lucius gave her as much time as she needed, and she silently thanked them for that.
After an age, Aria peeled her eyes away from her precious ancestor and told Emile she was ready to move on. From then on Emile seemed almost in a way shy, more reverent then he was before he had realized she was a De La Cour. It really made Aria realize that even in today's Versailles, the De La Cour family was revered, and she truly felt home. Perhaps she could convince Lucius to get a small chateau of their own here in the Versailles countryside. She could easily envision having a home in this town that meant so much to her.
The tour led them through the other various grand and more private rooms of the Palace. From the King's private apartments, to hidden staircases and finally to the stunning and huge Royal Chapel and Royal Opera house; everything seemed to get grander and grander and Aria wished the night would never end, but eventually it did end. Emile bowed at the waist and brought Aria's hand up to his lips to kiss it as he told her what a pleasure it was to give her a tour of the Palace. Aria felt her heart burst with happiness when he said in French, "Bienvenue à la maison;" Welcome Home.
"Merci," Aria said softly as her eyes misted over.
"Thank you Monsieur," Lucius said politely with a slight nod of his head, as he took Aria's hand and began leading her back to the left side of the Chateau back to their private suite.
Tomorrow would be just as amazing, as Lucius had arranged another private tour, this time of the gorgeous Trianon Estates, especially the private Estate of Marie Antoinette and her beautiful little Hamlet. With the happiness of the night and the anticipation for the next day in their minds, Lucius and Aria slept amazingly in their palatial suite as they dreamt of gilded kings and queens walking the halls of a magnificent palace of wonder and splendor.
The next morning, Aria dressed in a beautiful white puff dress, that had just as puffy sleeves that slightly hung off her shoulders. Her hair fell in waves down her back and a delicate lace ribbon graced her slender neck. She felt like she would have fit in perfectly amongst Marie Antoinette's inner circle of ladies and she smiled at herself in the mirror as she dabbed a bit of rose scented perfume on her wrists and neck. She looked at herself in the mirror for one last check and noticed her Lucius looking at her. She flushed a bit as she caught his eye in the mirror. She couldn't help sometimes still getting shy whenever his grey eyes drank her in hungrily. Lucius never failed to give her butterflies.
Lucius smirked as he saw his wife's cheeks turn pink with the realization that he was watching her. He loved just simply watching her sometimes, because even when she wasn't interacting with anyone, she still exuded an air of sunshine about her and it was honestly like a drug to him; it had been ever since he first met her. And today he couldn't help but thinking she looked incredibly cute. "You look like a French creme puff…or a cloud," he said as he stepped in closer behind her, brushed her hair away from her neck and shoulders and planted a kiss on her neck right where the ribbon rested.
Aria closed her eyes as her skin shuddered at the feeling of his lips on her sensitive skin. "Mmmm," she mewled. "And is it bad to look like a rococo creme puff?" She said opening her green eyes and turning around to look up into his eyes.
"No not at all…it makes me want to devour you even more than usual," he said his eyes turning into molten fire.
"Mmmm for dessert later my love," Aria said she she rubbed slightly up against him in mutual want.
It was true that it would have to be later. While last night's tour had been at night, today's tours were during the morning. Aria and Lucius' private tour would be a few hours before the Estate opened to the public, so they had to arrive soon to meet their guide.
Aria and Lucius decided to apparate since the distance from the main Palace to the Petit and Grand Trianon was about a two mile walk or more. It was a smooth apparition and Lucius landed them perfectly on the graveled path that led up to the white marble facade of the Petit Trianon, Marie Antoinette's domain.
As Lucius and Aria approached the main gilded gates of the Trianon, the two were a bit surprised to see Emile, their tour guide from the night before, there waiting for them.
"Bonjour Emile," Aria greeted him pleasantly.
"Bonjour Mrs. Malfoy. I told my managers that I would like to continue giving you both the private tours, as it is my deep honor," he said shyly. "Anything for a De La Cour descendant.
Aria smiled and blushed slightly. She truly felt so special and she still couldn't believe how much weight her name held here.
"How kind of you," Aria said. Lucius nodded his head in agreement.
Emile was anxious to begin showing them all the wonders of the Trianon and so the three of them made their way to the ground floor of the private little Chateau, where Emile led them up a grand staircase that led to Marie Antoinette's bedroom and the grand dining and social areas which were all decorated to 18th century perfection, as if it had stood still in time for all of those centuries.
Emile told them all about how the Petit Trianon was Marie Antoinette's escape from the rules and regulations of French court life up at the main Palace. The Petit Trianon was her sanctuary. It was quite apparent, especially when after a full tour of all of her private rooms, they were led outside into the gardens which were otherworldly. In fact, a lot of the gardens reminded Aria a lot of the garden Lucius had made for her back at the Manor. It made her miss her little garden a bit actually. Marie Antoinette had built her own little Wonderland at the Trianon. Gorgeous French and English styled gardens surrounded them on all sides, and hidden amongst the trees and flowers of the gardens a small building stood. Emile took them inside the building and it turned out to be the smallest yet most ornate theatre either Aria or Lucius had ever seen. It was the Queen's Little Theatre! Marie Antoinette herself had put on performances here for her closest of friends and family.
"This is incredible!" Exclaimed Aria. "You mentioned that only certain people were allowed here in Marie Antoinette's domain. Was my family part of her inner circle?" Aria asked, hoping the answer would be yes.
"Well your ancestor that you saw in the portrait was during the time of King Louis XIV, about a century before Marie Antoinette…however, I believe her descendants and therefore your ancestors were still very much in the inner circle of the King and Queen during Marie Antoinette's time…so yes, I imagine perhaps you would have had some ancestors enjoying this private domain with the Queen," Emile smiled.
Aria smiled and followed Emile out of the theatre. He lead them farther west into the garden until they came upon a gorgeous structure; a dome on top with greek columns all around, and in the center sat an angel. "Le Temple De L'Amour," Emile said. "The Temple of Love. I think you two will enjoy this peaceful place of love. I will leave you for some minutes," He said with a polite smile as he walked a bit down the path, giving the couple some privacy.
Lucius led Aria into the middle of the gorgeous Temple of Love and took her face in his hands, as he stared into her eyes. "Je t'adore ma femme," he said as he leaned in and kissed her slowly and passionately.
I love you my wife. Aria's heart swelled at hearing him speak French to her and kissing her so amazingly in such a perfect place.
"I hope you are having an amazing time," he said after he leaned back from the kiss.
"Oh yes Lucius. Everything has been such a dream….you can't even begin to know how much this has all meant to me," she said as she wrapped her arms around his neck and just stared up at him; he was beautiful.
"Good. All I ever want is your happiness…and your love," he said as he held her in his arms.
After a few more minutes of kissing and loving, Aria and Lucius walked down the path that Emile had gone to find their tour guide. He was waiting for them on a peaceful bench under a vibrant green tree, admiring the nature around him.
He smiled at them as they approached, knowing the magic that the Temple of Love exuded to all who stood under it.
"I have one last special place to show you here at the Petit Trianon. The Queen's Hamlet," he said as he led them down farther into the Estate.
Soon in the distance Aria and Lucius saw what appeared to be a fairytale village. To Aria it reminded her a lot of one of her favorite fairytales, Beauty and the Beast, the little village where the main character Belle lives in the beginning. Little French farm houses circled around a little lake and bountiful gardens growing all sorts of vegetables and flowers were seen outside of every little house. Off to the left, a bit aways from the village was a farm. Aria could see goats and pigs and cows. It was a sight to behold, as it felt as if they had now entered a completely new place, and yet they were still in the domain of Marie Antoinette.
Emile told them that although Marie Antoinette was a Queen many thought to be spoiled, extravagant and opulent, she longed for a more simple and peaceful life. And so she had built this little pleasure-land of her own, where she could pretend she was a simple dairy maid living off the land. Almost like her Little Theatre, it was a way for the Queen to escape and be whoever she wanted to be.
After Emile showed them the inside of some of the farm houses, and even the Queen's House in the Hamlet, a rarity for most people to see, Emile bid Lucius and Aria farewell one more time and told them they could spend as much time in the expansive gardens of the Trianon as they'd like.
And so the couple wandered the gardens for many more hours, hand in hand, only the two of them in the world it seemed, as they discovered every nook and cranny of the special place; grottos, fountains, hidden spaces, everything was so magical. Often they would stop to kiss, sometimes it got to be intense, and Lucius would almost always take her right then and there.
Soon though the couple became rather tired from their early morning start and from walking so much over the passed few days. In a discrete corner of one of the many gardens, Lucius took Aria by wrapping his arms around her tightly, and quickly apparated them back to their suite at the main Palace.
Aria instantly kicked off her shoes and fell onto their plush bed as she shut her eyes and let her sore feet be off the ground for a minute. She heard and felt Lucius lean on the bed next to her and he whispered in her ear, "How about I run you a bath, my love," he said, his voice soothing her like nothing else could.
"Mmmm," was all she said, confirming she would indeed love that.
She heard Lucius chuckle and felt him get up to go turn on the bath. Eventually she unzipped herself from her poof dress and sauntered over to the bathroom where her bath was there waiting for her, warm and inviting, the scent of the rose oil permeating the room. She saw Lucius on the other side of the bathroom, in the shower, and she had the perfect view of his fine backside as the water ran down his body, his platinum hair slick and wet and gorgeous. What a nice view to take a bath to. On one side was the sprawling grounds of the Palace of Versailles Gardens and on the other side, her gorgeous lover and husband, naked and wet in the shower.
Aria felt like she was in a dream. In fact this whole honeymoon felt like a dream. Her eyes were locked on Lucius and as he got out of the shower he wrapped a soft, white towel around his lower half, his hair was gorgeous and slicked back against his head. He came over to where she bathed and kneeled by her side. He looked down into the tub and admired her naked body, his eyes roaming over her before his eyes came up to her face to meet her own.
"I know earlier you said I could have dessert later this evening" he said slyly. Remembering back to their conversation where he called her a French puff pastry and how he wanted to devour her. "Well I don't think I can wait until dessert…" he said as his right hand slipped into the bath and found her wet mound. Without another breath he inserted two fingers. Aria breathed in a breath of shock and pleasure and his sudden entrance with his fingers into her.
"Lucius," she said wantonly.
He smirked and removed his fingers from her. He stood up, the towel already tented from where his erection was. "I'll be on the bed waiting for my dessert," he said aloofly as he sauntered out of the bathroom.
Well that was that. As much as the bath was lovely and relaxing, Aria knew she was about to become even more relaxed if she followed her husband. And so she quickly unplugged the bath so the water began to drain and made her way into the bedroom, not even bothering to dry off with a towel.
Her breath caught at the sight of Lucius, lying on the bed, still slightly damp from the shower, his cock hard and pressed up against his belly as he stroked it slightly. His handsome face had his classic smirk and he tutted at her with a raised brow. "My naughty little dessert, getting the room all wet." He patted the side of the bed next to him. "Come here my love."
Aria obeyed and crawled into bed with him and lay, her legs instantly splaying apart. Lucius cock twitched at the sight and he immediately turned his body so that he was over her; kissing her all the way down, from her lips, to her neck, to her breasts, her bellybutton, and finally to her wet and waiting pussy. "Mmmmm," he said, his mouth completely on her sex, the vibrations from his moan causing her to moan aloud herself. "So delicious," he crooned.
And so before Lucius completely devoured her, the last thing Aria could coherently process in her brain was that this was without a doubt the best honeymoon there ever was.