A/N Wow! I love all the reviews!! Thank you!! I know someone asked for a longer chapter and here it is!!! Anyway, this chapter has caused the rating to move up to PG-13. Hopefully we will never have to deal with R rated stuff. At least I don't think so from me. Enjoy this chapter and REVIEW!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own anything you recognise. Period. End of discussion.
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"Alianne?"
"Yes, Liam."
"What do you think was up with our parents?"
"I don't know. Seemed like they know each other, though."
"They didn't seem too happy."
"My mother was never excited about us getting married. What about you?"
"Father was happy not to have to actually decide on someone to marry. According to him, he was in love with a 'beautiful woman' when he was a little older than us. She was our age. He wanted to marry her, but she didn't want to. He said that he married Mother a year or so later. Mother? Now she's not too sure about this, but as long as Father says it's okay she'll be okay, I suppose."
"My father doesn't know. He would probably flip. I can imagine him fainting," she laughed.
Liam's arm stretched over to her and pulled her close to him. "I know one thing."
"What's that?" she asked looking at him.
"I love you and no matter what, we'll marry," he said, kissing her.
"Really?" she asked, snuggling closer.
"Yes, of course. You'll never have to be alone. Ever."
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The next morning dawned bright and clear. Alanna saw the bright, cheerful light, grunted, then snuggled under the covers for sleep.
Someone (curse him, Alanna thought) opened the curtains all the way and ripped the covers off her.
"What do you want?" she demanded to Jon.
"I merely would like to wake you. We're expected to begin to help make wedding plans," Jon said, pulling her by her hips out of bed.
She groped for something and latched onto the headboard of the bed. He pulled and she clung on. "Never, Jon."
"Come on, Alanna. You know you're expected,' he pulled harder.
"I haven't even said yes yet," she mumbled.
"Why not?" He pulled harder than before and she landed with a plop! on the ground. He crouched next to her. "Come on. This is your one daughter."
"Exactly! Not let me get some more sleep!" She began to crawl up onto her bed and pull the covers over her head. Jon scooped her up.
"Put me down, Jon!" she screamed.
"Not until you will willingly come to breakfast and then to the planning." He carried her over to her changing room. "There's a bath waiting for you."
"Put me down!!"
Jonathan got her into the changing room and closed the door, locking it.
"You can't force me to bathe and you know it," she challenged.
"Yes, I can, Alanna. And I know that you don't want me to. But I will because I want this to work out between our children. I'll do what I have to to make sure you get there, even if I have to bathe you myself!"
"You wouldn't."
"You wouldn't think I would, but if I have to...."
"You're horrible! You'd see me!"
"It's nothing I haven't seen before. Now if I'd told you that Raoul would bathe you, that would be a completely different story."
"Still!"
"The only thing I probably haven't seen are your stretch marks." Seeing her glare, he added, "If you have any, that is."
"But, what about Thayet? What would she say?"
"Thayet is out with the Riders and she probably could care less."
"What are you saying?"
"I'm saying that Thayet and I aren't having the greatest marriage, but what else could be expected?"
"Oh, I'm sorry, Jon."
He looked brighter. "Well, that's why I'm concentrating on something else. Which is currently getting you to take a bath."
"You are a horrid man!" Alanna turned to run away from him, but only a wall could be found.
"Unless you'd rather do it yourself?" he asked once more, persuading her to take the damn bath.
"Never!"
"Your defiance has earned you this, you know that?"
She stuck her tonque out at him. With that he ran towards her. She attempted to squirm away, but he had a firm hold on her. With her back against his chest, he undid the buttons of her night gown and then slipped it over her head and threw in on the floor. She turned to face him, thankfl for her breast band and loincloth.
"Something new?" she asked.
"Something I haven't seen in a while, that's for sure," he told her. She laughed.
"I can handle the rest." Alanna stripped down completely and entered the large tub. The water was quite hot and refreshing.
"Are you willing to do this one your own?" he asked.
She grinned. "No." She pulled him into the tub. The bubbles flowed upward.
When he resurfaced, he said, "What was that for?"
"For forcing me to bathe," she giggled.
"You love to bathe, though."
"So?"
Jon unbuttoned his shirt. "It was dragging me down," he explained.
"Sure, I believe you, Jon. You just want to get naked with your ex-girlfriend."
"There's something wrong with that? Remember, you're the one who dragged me in," he pointed out.
She giggled. "Yes."
He looked into her amythest eyes and felt the perfection once again. "Alanna?"
"Yes, Jonathan?"
"Can I kiss you?"
"I've been waiting."
He smiled and leaned over towards her and kissed her softly. She wrapped her arms around him and deepened the kiss. Literally. The two knights slid under the bubbly water, still kissing. They resurfaced for air and looked deeply into each other's eyes.
"Jon," Alanna breathed, her wet stringy hair flowing around her naked body.
"Yes?" The heat coming from his body made her warmer than the water of the bath did.
"Do you love me?"
"Yes, I do. Just as I always have." He kissed her jawline. (A.N For the records, I think this is the first time someone has actually kissed the other's jawline or any other body part in any one of my fics.) Then her neck. She shivered with excitement, running her hands through his hair. Finally, his lips found her lips and kissed her hard. She kissed him back, keeping her hold on him tight, as though she were afraid of loosing him in the water.
"Mother?" they heard a voice call.
Alanna and Jon stopped kissing, staring at the door, each thankful that Jon had locked the door.
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Naughty, Alanna and Jon! Shame! You already have spouses. Obviously they can't keep their hands off each other. This sure adds to the amount of stress of Liam and Alianne. Really, rather an inconvenience. How will the two lovers take it? Which two lovers could I possibly be talking about?
I thank you all for the beautiful reviews! Thank you!
Thanks to:
White-wolf: Damn right you should enjoy it! Thanks!
smileypal4eva: Did I do better this time? Thanks
Lady Lucy A/J 4ever: We are evil! I love being evil. It makes me feel so empowered! *mumbles* Darn health vocab words.......
Siren Potter: Oh! You poor person with too many phone calls! Oh, how lucky we all who get no phone calls are! Thanks
Lady Tarillyn: I doubt it. Anyway, you're too off the subject for me! I'm glad you thought Jon was sweet. I thought so too. That was the plan. All part of the ingenius plan of brainwashing the world into A/J people. Muahahhahahahaha!!!!!!
The Shang Tigris: You don't need to rub it in!! *sobs*
Lady Katherine: *blushes* Oh! You're making me blush! Thank goodness you can't see me......You can't see me can you? Aaaahiiii!!!! I like to scare people in my fics. Muahahaa!! What do you think of the pairing in the Boyfriend?
once upon a star: I'l try! That's why there's the little itty bitty bit up at the top! Is that not good enough? Ah, shucks!
Camisole: Your reason, though plausible, is not exactly true. BECAUSE, Alanna and George married, as did Myles and Eleni. Eleni is George's Ma. Myles is Alanna's Pa. HA!!! Love the review. No offence, I'm just hard on my beliefs.
bblond07: GO BLONDES!!! I'm blonde and have to face my friend telling me all of these 'let's-kill-the blonde jokes. GRRRR!!!!!
ndblue123: Thanks
Peppermint: Thanks. Actually, when I'm in the mood to do it it can be pretty easy and fun.
Chopstix*: You did write that. And I did write this.
Rae: You didn't understand the chapter? If you need help let me know, I'm never to busy for my reviewers.
ChaChaChica: *stops laughing* Ahem.....We need to put you on a planet withOUT glass doors....or glass for that matter....
Please review. I love it when people review. It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
I am going to ask for 80 reviews for this chapter. I know it seems like a lot, but I know you can do it!!
Lady Alanna Salmalin of Conte, the Queen of Fluff
Disclaimer: I do not own anything you recognise. Period. End of discussion.
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"Alianne?"
"Yes, Liam."
"What do you think was up with our parents?"
"I don't know. Seemed like they know each other, though."
"They didn't seem too happy."
"My mother was never excited about us getting married. What about you?"
"Father was happy not to have to actually decide on someone to marry. According to him, he was in love with a 'beautiful woman' when he was a little older than us. She was our age. He wanted to marry her, but she didn't want to. He said that he married Mother a year or so later. Mother? Now she's not too sure about this, but as long as Father says it's okay she'll be okay, I suppose."
"My father doesn't know. He would probably flip. I can imagine him fainting," she laughed.
Liam's arm stretched over to her and pulled her close to him. "I know one thing."
"What's that?" she asked looking at him.
"I love you and no matter what, we'll marry," he said, kissing her.
"Really?" she asked, snuggling closer.
"Yes, of course. You'll never have to be alone. Ever."
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The next morning dawned bright and clear. Alanna saw the bright, cheerful light, grunted, then snuggled under the covers for sleep.
Someone (curse him, Alanna thought) opened the curtains all the way and ripped the covers off her.
"What do you want?" she demanded to Jon.
"I merely would like to wake you. We're expected to begin to help make wedding plans," Jon said, pulling her by her hips out of bed.
She groped for something and latched onto the headboard of the bed. He pulled and she clung on. "Never, Jon."
"Come on, Alanna. You know you're expected,' he pulled harder.
"I haven't even said yes yet," she mumbled.
"Why not?" He pulled harder than before and she landed with a plop! on the ground. He crouched next to her. "Come on. This is your one daughter."
"Exactly! Not let me get some more sleep!" She began to crawl up onto her bed and pull the covers over her head. Jon scooped her up.
"Put me down, Jon!" she screamed.
"Not until you will willingly come to breakfast and then to the planning." He carried her over to her changing room. "There's a bath waiting for you."
"Put me down!!"
Jonathan got her into the changing room and closed the door, locking it.
"You can't force me to bathe and you know it," she challenged.
"Yes, I can, Alanna. And I know that you don't want me to. But I will because I want this to work out between our children. I'll do what I have to to make sure you get there, even if I have to bathe you myself!"
"You wouldn't."
"You wouldn't think I would, but if I have to...."
"You're horrible! You'd see me!"
"It's nothing I haven't seen before. Now if I'd told you that Raoul would bathe you, that would be a completely different story."
"Still!"
"The only thing I probably haven't seen are your stretch marks." Seeing her glare, he added, "If you have any, that is."
"But, what about Thayet? What would she say?"
"Thayet is out with the Riders and she probably could care less."
"What are you saying?"
"I'm saying that Thayet and I aren't having the greatest marriage, but what else could be expected?"
"Oh, I'm sorry, Jon."
He looked brighter. "Well, that's why I'm concentrating on something else. Which is currently getting you to take a bath."
"You are a horrid man!" Alanna turned to run away from him, but only a wall could be found.
"Unless you'd rather do it yourself?" he asked once more, persuading her to take the damn bath.
"Never!"
"Your defiance has earned you this, you know that?"
She stuck her tonque out at him. With that he ran towards her. She attempted to squirm away, but he had a firm hold on her. With her back against his chest, he undid the buttons of her night gown and then slipped it over her head and threw in on the floor. She turned to face him, thankfl for her breast band and loincloth.
"Something new?" she asked.
"Something I haven't seen in a while, that's for sure," he told her. She laughed.
"I can handle the rest." Alanna stripped down completely and entered the large tub. The water was quite hot and refreshing.
"Are you willing to do this one your own?" he asked.
She grinned. "No." She pulled him into the tub. The bubbles flowed upward.
When he resurfaced, he said, "What was that for?"
"For forcing me to bathe," she giggled.
"You love to bathe, though."
"So?"
Jon unbuttoned his shirt. "It was dragging me down," he explained.
"Sure, I believe you, Jon. You just want to get naked with your ex-girlfriend."
"There's something wrong with that? Remember, you're the one who dragged me in," he pointed out.
She giggled. "Yes."
He looked into her amythest eyes and felt the perfection once again. "Alanna?"
"Yes, Jonathan?"
"Can I kiss you?"
"I've been waiting."
He smiled and leaned over towards her and kissed her softly. She wrapped her arms around him and deepened the kiss. Literally. The two knights slid under the bubbly water, still kissing. They resurfaced for air and looked deeply into each other's eyes.
"Jon," Alanna breathed, her wet stringy hair flowing around her naked body.
"Yes?" The heat coming from his body made her warmer than the water of the bath did.
"Do you love me?"
"Yes, I do. Just as I always have." He kissed her jawline. (A.N For the records, I think this is the first time someone has actually kissed the other's jawline or any other body part in any one of my fics.) Then her neck. She shivered with excitement, running her hands through his hair. Finally, his lips found her lips and kissed her hard. She kissed him back, keeping her hold on him tight, as though she were afraid of loosing him in the water.
"Mother?" they heard a voice call.
Alanna and Jon stopped kissing, staring at the door, each thankful that Jon had locked the door.
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Naughty, Alanna and Jon! Shame! You already have spouses. Obviously they can't keep their hands off each other. This sure adds to the amount of stress of Liam and Alianne. Really, rather an inconvenience. How will the two lovers take it? Which two lovers could I possibly be talking about?
I thank you all for the beautiful reviews! Thank you!
Thanks to:
White-wolf: Damn right you should enjoy it! Thanks!
smileypal4eva: Did I do better this time? Thanks
Lady Lucy A/J 4ever: We are evil! I love being evil. It makes me feel so empowered! *mumbles* Darn health vocab words.......
Siren Potter: Oh! You poor person with too many phone calls! Oh, how lucky we all who get no phone calls are! Thanks
Lady Tarillyn: I doubt it. Anyway, you're too off the subject for me! I'm glad you thought Jon was sweet. I thought so too. That was the plan. All part of the ingenius plan of brainwashing the world into A/J people. Muahahhahahahaha!!!!!!
The Shang Tigris: You don't need to rub it in!! *sobs*
Lady Katherine: *blushes* Oh! You're making me blush! Thank goodness you can't see me......You can't see me can you? Aaaahiiii!!!! I like to scare people in my fics. Muahahaa!! What do you think of the pairing in the Boyfriend?
once upon a star: I'l try! That's why there's the little itty bitty bit up at the top! Is that not good enough? Ah, shucks!
Camisole: Your reason, though plausible, is not exactly true. BECAUSE, Alanna and George married, as did Myles and Eleni. Eleni is George's Ma. Myles is Alanna's Pa. HA!!! Love the review. No offence, I'm just hard on my beliefs.
bblond07: GO BLONDES!!! I'm blonde and have to face my friend telling me all of these 'let's-kill-the blonde jokes. GRRRR!!!!!
ndblue123: Thanks
Peppermint: Thanks. Actually, when I'm in the mood to do it it can be pretty easy and fun.
Chopstix*: You did write that. And I did write this.
Rae: You didn't understand the chapter? If you need help let me know, I'm never to busy for my reviewers.
ChaChaChica: *stops laughing* Ahem.....We need to put you on a planet withOUT glass doors....or glass for that matter....
Please review. I love it when people review. It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
I am going to ask for 80 reviews for this chapter. I know it seems like a lot, but I know you can do it!!
Lady Alanna Salmalin of Conte, the Queen of Fluff