Thanks for da reviews! Here is chappie 6.
"You, you cannot be serious?!" cried Satine, when Christian told her the good news. "But why are you so sad?" she asked, seeing the mournful look on her handsome fiancée's face.
"Before the run-in with the Duke, I found out my best friend has died" he replied, walking over to the couch and collapsing onto it. "Awww, baby, its ok" cooed Satine, sympathetically rubbing his shoulder. "I am so sorry"
"It's not your fault," said Christian, pulling her down onto his lap and kissing her passionately. "Do you miss him?" asked Satine, putting her arms around his neck and resting her forehead against his.
"I haven't spoken to him since I left for Paris" he said, "He took me to the train station" Christians face suddenly screwed up. "What's wrong?" asked Satine.
"I was trying to remember the last thing he said to me," replied Christian, concentrating hard. "I remember!" he said, kissing Satine's cheek, "How could I forget?! He told me, the greatest thing you'll ever learn, is just to love, and be loved in return!" he cried, standing up and whirling Satine around.
"He told me to go and find my true love. And I did-I found you!" he said hugging her tightly. " I did what you said, Paul" he said, looking at the golden sky out of the window, "Thank you so much for convincing me to go to Paris. If it weren't for you, I would never have met Satine!" he said turning around and staring at his beautiful future wife. He turned back to the window, "Thanks again, pal"
He turned around, and lifted Satine up. She stared into his eyes and kissed him. Then she indicated her stomach "Our baby is growing" she said, placing one of his hand on top of the slight bulge that was her tummy. He smiled and kissed her. He carried her upstairs and laid her down on their bed.
"You need some rest," he said, sitting by her and stroking her hair. "Who says?" she asked, cheekily. She smiled her beautiful smile and pulled him down on top of her. He didn't resist, and soon they were both naked under the sheets.
"You are going to get tired out if we do this every night," breathed Christian, whilst she rolled him over so she was on top. He gently caressed her skin with his mouth, and she ran her fingers through his hair.
Satine arched her back in pure ecstasy as they became one. The night went on, and by 4 o'clock in the morning, all they could do was sleep in each other's arms.
When Christian woke up, he found Satine lying in his arms. She looks so beautiful when she is sleeping, he thought. So that he didn't disturb her, he didn't get up. He lay awake for and hour or two before she awoke. "Morning, my little diamond" he said, kissing her forehead. She smiled and snuggled close to him.
"You know, when the baby comes, we won't be able to do what we did last night as often" she said, tracing her finger around his toned body.
"Yes, but even though we will have a baby to look after, who says we can't higher a nanny for the night and go out?" "I suppose you have a point," said Satine, getting out of bed and putting her kimono on.
The two of them headed down the stairs for breakfast, only to be greeted with something better. There, sitting at the kitchen table, was Toulouse, Satie, the Argentinean, Marie, and Harold Zidler.
"Chwistian! Satine! How are you?" cried Toulouse, running over and hugging his old friends.
"We're.. we're fine" said Christian, while Satine remained speechless. All that she could do was smile.
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"You, you cannot be serious?!" cried Satine, when Christian told her the good news. "But why are you so sad?" she asked, seeing the mournful look on her handsome fiancée's face.
"Before the run-in with the Duke, I found out my best friend has died" he replied, walking over to the couch and collapsing onto it. "Awww, baby, its ok" cooed Satine, sympathetically rubbing his shoulder. "I am so sorry"
"It's not your fault," said Christian, pulling her down onto his lap and kissing her passionately. "Do you miss him?" asked Satine, putting her arms around his neck and resting her forehead against his.
"I haven't spoken to him since I left for Paris" he said, "He took me to the train station" Christians face suddenly screwed up. "What's wrong?" asked Satine.
"I was trying to remember the last thing he said to me," replied Christian, concentrating hard. "I remember!" he said, kissing Satine's cheek, "How could I forget?! He told me, the greatest thing you'll ever learn, is just to love, and be loved in return!" he cried, standing up and whirling Satine around.
"He told me to go and find my true love. And I did-I found you!" he said hugging her tightly. " I did what you said, Paul" he said, looking at the golden sky out of the window, "Thank you so much for convincing me to go to Paris. If it weren't for you, I would never have met Satine!" he said turning around and staring at his beautiful future wife. He turned back to the window, "Thanks again, pal"
He turned around, and lifted Satine up. She stared into his eyes and kissed him. Then she indicated her stomach "Our baby is growing" she said, placing one of his hand on top of the slight bulge that was her tummy. He smiled and kissed her. He carried her upstairs and laid her down on their bed.
"You need some rest," he said, sitting by her and stroking her hair. "Who says?" she asked, cheekily. She smiled her beautiful smile and pulled him down on top of her. He didn't resist, and soon they were both naked under the sheets.
"You are going to get tired out if we do this every night," breathed Christian, whilst she rolled him over so she was on top. He gently caressed her skin with his mouth, and she ran her fingers through his hair.
Satine arched her back in pure ecstasy as they became one. The night went on, and by 4 o'clock in the morning, all they could do was sleep in each other's arms.
When Christian woke up, he found Satine lying in his arms. She looks so beautiful when she is sleeping, he thought. So that he didn't disturb her, he didn't get up. He lay awake for and hour or two before she awoke. "Morning, my little diamond" he said, kissing her forehead. She smiled and snuggled close to him.
"You know, when the baby comes, we won't be able to do what we did last night as often" she said, tracing her finger around his toned body.
"Yes, but even though we will have a baby to look after, who says we can't higher a nanny for the night and go out?" "I suppose you have a point," said Satine, getting out of bed and putting her kimono on.
The two of them headed down the stairs for breakfast, only to be greeted with something better. There, sitting at the kitchen table, was Toulouse, Satie, the Argentinean, Marie, and Harold Zidler.
"Chwistian! Satine! How are you?" cried Toulouse, running over and hugging his old friends.
"We're.. we're fine" said Christian, while Satine remained speechless. All that she could do was smile.
Wahoo! Go Nikee, itsya birthday, we gonna party like itsya Birthday! Another chappie! I'm on da roll! Thanks for da reviews! I am H.A.P.P.Y! Dude, seriously!
