Perspectives II - Chapter 8
Perspectives II
MarshAngel
Chapter 8
Darien somehow managed to get home to his
wife,
no his fiancée, in good time despite the late evening traffic. He
was always tempted to call her his wife. That's what he called her in his
dreams. That's what he longed for her to be.
Every time he stared into her eyes, so different
now than when she was younger, he wanted to touch her and hold her. Not
long after their reunion he had begun to wonder if he could live with the
woman he had long devoted himself to love and honor always. She was so
much different from the princess he had known so long ago and even more
changed from the klutzy immature teenager that he had fallen in love with
just years before.
She used to need him so much, never really
able to stand on her own without the help of those she loved. She was so
fiercely independent now, the first few weeks he had been sorely disappointed
to discover that she really didn't need him at all. She was fully capable
of standing on her own. This new Serena seemed to need no one; it seemed
she had no weaknesses.
His disappointment hadn't lasted too long
however, as he came to realize that she might not need him in the way she
used to. Instead they both shared a desperate need for each other, a need
that would prevent them from being lonely, as they would undoubtedly be
forever without each other.
It was this same love and need, the deep longing
he felt that made him want to hurry home to be with her every day. He found
himself running up the stairs to the apartment they shared. It was never
too soon to be with her. Naturally, it didn't hurt that she happened to
be the sexiest most incredibly beautiful and seductive woman he'd ever
known.
The vision that greeted him when he entered
his apartment only served to confirm his beliefs. He sucked in his breath
at the sight of Serenity, in a slinky full length white gown that hugged
every soft and rounded curve, and there were plenty of those. Her
wings were open and her hair seemed to float around her.
Without warning he pulled her into his arms
and gave her an enormously passionate kiss, one that made her shiver in
his arms with excitement.
When he'd released her mouth, she took in
a deep breath of air and giggled a little. "Aren't we a little… stimulated."
"That has to be the understatement of the
year," he whispered huskily into her ear. In then next few moments he was
fascinated by how easily the slinky gown fell of her body, unto the floor
in a pool around her legs revealing nothing beneath. Ah the wonders of
modern fabrics, he thought as he placed a gentle kiss on her bare shoulder,
feeling her breath like a warm breeze through his hair.
Exhausted, Serena lay in bed beside Darien
drifting off into sleep. She was getting that sinking feeling of unconsciousness
when Darien snapped her out of her restful state.
"Let's get married."
"We are getting married Darien," she
groaned sleepily.
"I mean now. Let's not wait for a big wedding.
Let's elope, you know run off to Vegas or something." Serena wrinkled her
nose in distaste.
"I was seriously beginning to consider what
you just said until you said Vegas. I didn't know you were into that level
of corniness. Then again when you consider your Tuxedo Mask speeches…"
He rolled over on top of her, straddling her
with his legs. "You're gonna pay for that one," he growled. He began to
tickle her until she was giggling uncontrollably, begging for him to let
up. He got off her and lay
down next to her holding her hand.
"Now, seriously Sere, what's keeping us from
getting married? We're practically married as it is."
"Well, it's not that I'm opposed to the idea
of getting married, it's just well… I guess I've always dreamed of having
a big wedding. Also, don't forget my sister, I think she'd be a bit disappointed
if I ran off and got married and deprived her of sharing a wedding day
with her big sister.
"I guess I understand. I just want to have
the privilege of introducing you as my wife in public. Can't we
hurry this thing up? I really can't wait to
be married to you."
"Sorry sweetheart, but you're going to have
to wait a bit more. Planning a big double wedding takes time. Besides I
have a feeling that if we wait a little longer we can get Raye and Lita
out here. In the mean while, I guess I'm going to have to find other ways
to keep you happy. She rolled over on top of him, settling her legs around
his narrow hips. She dipped in and placed gentle kisses on each of his
eye lids before kissing him passionately on the lips.
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