What's Expected of a Wedding Night: Chapter 3
Disclaimer: Nah, too lazy.
A/N: M'kay, this chappie is Neal, Kel, Alanna, and Raoul's POV from where we leave them in chap 2. Sorry it's so short and I don't think it's as good as the others. Paragraphs this time!
"Guys, shut up! I heard some . . . . . banging in there," said Raoul. They all listened. There was whispering, then they heard Roald's voice, "Oh, Shinko, how, um, you are such a beautiful woman, you take my breath away!" "What kind of line is that?" asked Neal. "Better than yours," replied Kel. Neal's lower lip quivered, his face screwed up. "You're all so mean to me!" "Oh, poor baby, I'm sorry, I'll make it up to you *somehow*!" Kel soothed, "After this." Neal's face went back to its usual state of goofy stupidity. "Oh, Roald, what wonderful abs you have, they are like six, um, sections of delicious muscle!" they heard Shink yell. "Oh, yeah," the four approved. "My Yamani princess, your lips are like granulated sugar (not the powdered kind, it's nasty) against mine. Please kiss me all over, so I am forever good-tasting!"And Shink's reply: "Oh my bold Tortallan knight, please let me rip your clothes off so I can feel your sexy, muscled body against mine!" "And she looked so innocent and sweet," Alanna said. "Hey!" protested Neal. "I *like* powdered sugar!" "How could I not, when I long for you so!" was Roald's reply. Then they heard moaning and bedsprings creaking. "Free porn!" they all cried out at once, and started clapping.
They listened for a while, then Raoul said, "This is getting boring." "Yeah," agreed Neal. "Plus Kel has to make up that mean comment to me." "Can't forget about that," added Kel. "And I'm still hungry." "Let's go to the kitchen," suggested Kel. "Okay," said Neal. So off they went, Kel walking and Neal crawling next to her, smelling her pants. "Neal, why do you like my pants so much?" "Because they smell like maps!" "Why do you like maps?" "Because I can see where *places* are on them!" "Oh! Do you want my pants?" Neal jumped up and down ecstatically, clapping his hands like a three-year-old. (A/N: much like my mom at a play.) "Yes, pleeeeze, Kel, can I have them?" "Sure, Neal, I hope that's enough to make up for me hurting your feelings before." "Of course it is! Now gimme!" and he started tugging them down. Kel, being drunk and horny, let him. "Okay, now can we go get food?" she asked. But Neal was too absorbed in smelling her pants to respond, so she dragged him along.
"Well Raoul, what do you want to do now?" "I don't know. Want to spy on Jon and Thayet?" "Okay!" approved Alanna. "Let's see if she's better than I was." So they started up the stairs to the Royal chambers.
"Want some cheese?" Neal looked intrigued. "Cheese?" Kel explained, "Yes Neal, cheese! That creamy white liquid-no wait, never mind." She thought for a moment. "Though it does taste similar . . . . . . ."
I don't know what to do with Alanna and Raoul! Help me, please! Yes, Kel is horny. I don't know why I made her that way. Oh well. And Neal seems to be regressing in intelligence. Review, my pets! NO FLAMES! This will result in me swearing in Finnish.
Disclaimer: Nah, too lazy.
A/N: M'kay, this chappie is Neal, Kel, Alanna, and Raoul's POV from where we leave them in chap 2. Sorry it's so short and I don't think it's as good as the others. Paragraphs this time!
"Guys, shut up! I heard some . . . . . banging in there," said Raoul. They all listened. There was whispering, then they heard Roald's voice, "Oh, Shinko, how, um, you are such a beautiful woman, you take my breath away!" "What kind of line is that?" asked Neal. "Better than yours," replied Kel. Neal's lower lip quivered, his face screwed up. "You're all so mean to me!" "Oh, poor baby, I'm sorry, I'll make it up to you *somehow*!" Kel soothed, "After this." Neal's face went back to its usual state of goofy stupidity. "Oh, Roald, what wonderful abs you have, they are like six, um, sections of delicious muscle!" they heard Shink yell. "Oh, yeah," the four approved. "My Yamani princess, your lips are like granulated sugar (not the powdered kind, it's nasty) against mine. Please kiss me all over, so I am forever good-tasting!"And Shink's reply: "Oh my bold Tortallan knight, please let me rip your clothes off so I can feel your sexy, muscled body against mine!" "And she looked so innocent and sweet," Alanna said. "Hey!" protested Neal. "I *like* powdered sugar!" "How could I not, when I long for you so!" was Roald's reply. Then they heard moaning and bedsprings creaking. "Free porn!" they all cried out at once, and started clapping.
They listened for a while, then Raoul said, "This is getting boring." "Yeah," agreed Neal. "Plus Kel has to make up that mean comment to me." "Can't forget about that," added Kel. "And I'm still hungry." "Let's go to the kitchen," suggested Kel. "Okay," said Neal. So off they went, Kel walking and Neal crawling next to her, smelling her pants. "Neal, why do you like my pants so much?" "Because they smell like maps!" "Why do you like maps?" "Because I can see where *places* are on them!" "Oh! Do you want my pants?" Neal jumped up and down ecstatically, clapping his hands like a three-year-old. (A/N: much like my mom at a play.) "Yes, pleeeeze, Kel, can I have them?" "Sure, Neal, I hope that's enough to make up for me hurting your feelings before." "Of course it is! Now gimme!" and he started tugging them down. Kel, being drunk and horny, let him. "Okay, now can we go get food?" she asked. But Neal was too absorbed in smelling her pants to respond, so she dragged him along.
"Well Raoul, what do you want to do now?" "I don't know. Want to spy on Jon and Thayet?" "Okay!" approved Alanna. "Let's see if she's better than I was." So they started up the stairs to the Royal chambers.
"Want some cheese?" Neal looked intrigued. "Cheese?" Kel explained, "Yes Neal, cheese! That creamy white liquid-no wait, never mind." She thought for a moment. "Though it does taste similar . . . . . . ."
I don't know what to do with Alanna and Raoul! Help me, please! Yes, Kel is horny. I don't know why I made her that way. Oh well. And Neal seems to be regressing in intelligence. Review, my pets! NO FLAMES! This will result in me swearing in Finnish.