Elizabeth leaned her body against the doorframe, content in watching the man who stood in the balcony that led out from their room and stared at the ocean before him. Today was her wedding day and while she knew that she would eventually have one she never expected it to be to the man of her dreams.
She had a few men in her life, too many if anyone asked her, and she hated that she wasted so much time on the wrong ones. Lucky Spencer was someone she was grateful she had met but the love that they had felt for one another had died in a fiery blaze and she wished she could have left it there. Zander Smith had been someone that she had crossed a line with and she knew that it was a mistake the night she let him take her into his arms. Sonny Corinthos was her best friend and she used that to build a wall around her heart, to make sure that no one else was allowed entrance because a tall, blue eyed man, decorated in leather had taken it with him when they walked away from the very best four years ago.
Now they were finally on the same page, living as a family, about to become husband and wife and she couldn't resist the urge to pinch herself. So she did, let out a little squeal and Jason turned to her with a curious look on his face.
"I wanted to make sure I wasn't dreaming," she smiled as she walked towards him in her fluffy white robe, "Can I ask what you were thinking about?"
"Sonny," Jason said quietly and Elizabeth's step faltered. He gave her a sad smile and then held out his hand for her, which she readily accepted before he pulled her into his arms, "As much as I said that I hated him, as much as I'm grateful to God for the chance of allowing me to see him one more time so I could punch him for everything that he did to me, to us, I just can't help but wish that he was…"
"I know," she said as she rested her head against his bare chest, "Sonny helped keep us apart but in the end he was the one that threw us back together."
"Johnny didn't say anything but I think that he feels weird for stepping into a place that rightfully belongs to Sonny."
"I have no doubt that Johnny is honored that you even asked him," she said, "Sonny will be there, you can't doubt that, you are the one that saw him Jason," she forced a smile, "He's got nothing better to do than sit around in purgatory. He'll be watching us from there."
Jason laughed softly and then looked down at her, "I thought tradition states that the bride and groom aren't suppose to see each other before the wedding."
"Catholic tradition also states no sex before marriage," she grinned, "I figured we might as well throw all the rule books out the window."
Jason leaned down and pressed a kiss to her lips, "Is JJ getting ready?"
"He's been getting ready since this morning," Elizabeth said with a small laugh, "He took one of my brushes and is trying to comb down his curls. Now he's telling me that he wants to be a Chia pet just like his Daddy."
He groaned and stepped away from her, "You see what you started?"
Elizabeth laughed, "I'm jealous! I hope that I have a beautiful girl one day that wants to be exactly like me."
He groaned again, "I don't know if I can handle two Webber women in the same house."
"Well that's good because you won't have to," Elizabeth said, "You'll be dealing with two Morgan women."
"Morgan women? I like that," he said quietly.
"I thought you might," she smiled and then tugged him down for another kiss, "I have to start getting ready."
"In other words, your kicking me out."
"The next time you see me I'll be walking down the aisle, hmm beach, about to become your wife," she smiled, "And then later tonight..."
He nodded and kissed her again, "I'm going."
"Mama, Uncle Johnny says we get cake after this, is that true?"
Elizabeth smiled as she looked down at her son who was dressed identical to his father. He was wearing a pair of khaki pants and a crisp white tee shirt, the only difference was that little JJ had on a pair of tan tropical sandals and Jason, like his bride-to-be, chose to go barefoot.
She adjusted the blue flower in her hair and nodded, "Yes baby, there is cake after this but you have to wait until Daddy and I are finished saying our vows."
JJ puffed out his chest, "I know what to do."
And she knew that he did. Jason had gone over everything with him, even doing a few practice runs, of their son carrying two precious silver bands tied onto a pillow down a sandy aisle that would lead them both to the rest of their lives.
She turned around to Carly laughing, "I believe everything is in place, my hair is as good as it's going to get. It's a Webber curse that it frizzes like this in the heat."
"Okay, check list," Carly said, "Something old."
"My great-grandmother's diamond earrings," Elizabeth said touching her ears.
"Something blue."
"The flower, hand picked by you of course."
"You wouldn't take the garter."
"It would've shown right through my dress."
"Ah but the honeymoon would've started quicker," Carly winked, "Something borrowed."
"This lovely single pearl pendant you allowed me to wear only down the aisle where I will then be escorted back to your room so that it can be removed before any damage can come of it."
"That's very important to me," Carly frowned.
"And I promise you that I will take very good care of it," Elizabeth smiled softly, "And the dress is my something new. We did everything, everyone is in place, please Carly I'm ready to marry Jason."
"One more thing," Carly said as she leaned forward and gave Elizabeth a quick hug before she handed her a small bouquet of white lilies, "Welcome to the family."
Carly then stepped in front of Elizabeth and slowly made her way down the aisle of sand, her brown eyes focused on the injured man seated beside her son Michael. Lorenzo Alcazar was given the okay to be outside for a few hours as long as he went straight to bed afterwards. Carly was more than happy to grant the wishes of the island doctors, she was thrilled with the slinky blue dress she found at the store the other day and she wanted to make sure that Lorenzo saw her in it.
She threw him a dazzlingly smile before she winked at a scowling Jason and took her place across from him. Twenty years from now she knew that he still wouldn't accept Lorenzo Alcazar but that was okay with her, she would enjoy throwing her ability to put things aside with Elizabeth Webber in his face.
Jason's scowl quickly vanished and was replaced by a look of awe as Elizabeth made her way towards him. She was dressed in a white silk gown, the material was an island flower print and it hugged her curves and flowed down past her hips towards her ankles. There was a criss-cross empire waist that emphasized her beautiful breasts and as much as Jason loved her in the beautiful attire he was fantasizing how he could get her out of it.
"You look beautiful," Jason whispered as she stood before him.
"So do you," she breathed, unable to resist the urge to reach out and touch the incredible soft white fabric that clung to his chest. She blushed slightly when the minister cleared his throat, indicating that he was ready to begin.
"Dearly beloved we came together on this evening to join Jason Morgan and Elizabeth Webber in the vows of holy matrimony. Is there is anyone present who feel that these two shall not be bonded for all eternity please speak now or forever hold your peace."
Jason and Elizabeth smiled at one another before their eyes shifted over towards Carly who placed her hands on her hips and scoffed. Jason chuckled softly and then took Elizabeth's hands in his. She was smiling and he could already see the tears forming in her eyes.
"Elizabeth," the minister said with a small smile, "Please, repeat after me, I, Elizabeth Webber, take you, Jason Morgan, to be my husband, my partner in life and my one true love."
"I, Elizabeth Webber, take you, Jason Morgan, to be my husband, my partner in life and…" she let her head fall back slightly, trying to fight the tears that had started the minute she walked towards the man of her dreams, "my one true love."
"I will cherish our friendship and love you today, tomorrow and forever. I will trust you and honor you; I will laugh with you and cry with you, I will love you faithfully."
"I will cherish our friendship," she whispered, "I will love you today, tomorrow, forever, always. I will trust you and honor you, I will laugh with you and I will cry with you, I will love you, only you," she emphasized, "faithfully."
The minister continued, "Through the best and the worst, through the difficult and the easy, what may come I will always be there. As I have given you my hand to hold, so I give you my life to keep."
"Through the best and all of the worst," she laughed softly as the tears fell from her eyes onto their jointed hands, "Through the difficult and the easy, hopefully there will be easy," she smiled up at him, "Whatever may come Jason, I will always be there," she brushed her tears away with her hands and then took his again, "As I have given you my hand to hold, so I give you my life to keep. I love you."
The minister turned towards Jason, "Jason, please…"
Jason nodded, "I've got this," he brought Elizabeth's hands up to his lips and placed a small kiss on each one as he felt himself fight back his own tears.
"I, Jason Morgan, take you, Elizabeth Webber, to be my wife, my partner in life, my attorney at law, my own true love," he whispered with a smile, "I will cherish our friendship, where it all started, and I will love you today, tomorrow, forever and beyond," he cleared his throat as he blinked his eyes rapidly, "I will trust you," he stressed, "I will honor you. I will laugh with you," he laughed softly as a tear slid down his face, "And I will cry with you. I will love you faithfully, Elizabeth," he whispered as he took another step towards her, closing the space between them.
Elizabeth couldn't help but be memorized by the adoring look in his eyes, the look that reiterated and brought home everything that he was saying to her. They were forever, they were it and no one was bailing again.
"Through the best and the worst, through the difficult and the easy," he smiled, "What may come I will always be there," he squeezed her hands, "As I have given you my hand to hold, so I give you my life to keep. And I love you too."
Then he leaned down and kissed her, before the were rings were exchanged, before they were declared husband and wife, before the minister even said kiss the bride. Elizabeth ignored the giggles from the boys and Carly and wrapped her arms around the man she loved kissing him with everything that she had.
They were both panting when the minister cleared his throat and asked if they were ready to continue.
"The rings please," he said looking towards the hulking man beside him. He watched the little boy that was in front of him step forward and hold out the pillow. The minister smiled, "Thank you young man."
"You're welcome, sir," JJ smiled and stepped back in front of Johnny.
The minister held the rings in the palm of his hand and then held his other hand above them before speaking. "The wedding ring is the outward and visible sign of an inward and spiritual bond which unites two loyal hearts in endless love. It is a seal of the vows Jason and Elizabeth have made to one another. Bless O God these rings, that Elizabeth and Jason, who give them, and who wear them, may ever abide in thy peace. Living together in unity, love and happiness for the rest of their lives."
"Elizabeth, please place the ring on Jason's finger and repeat after me," the minister said, "Jason, I give you this ring as a symbol of our vows and with all that I am and all that I have, I honor you. With this ring, I thee wed."
Elizabeth smiled as she took the ring from the minister and started to slid it on Jason's finger, "Jason, I give you this ring as a symbol of our vows and with all that I am, with all that I have, with all that I'll ever be, I honor you, I love you," she secured the ring on his left ring finger with a tearful smile, "With this ring, I thee wed."
The minister smiled at Jason as he handed him Elizabeth's ring, "You have it?"
Jason nodded again, his eyes never leaving his bride as he slid the platinum band onto her left finger, "I give you this ring, Elizabeth, as a symbol of our vows and with all that I am, with all that I'll ever be, with all that I'll ever have, I honor you, I love you and with this ring," he whispered as he placed her engagement ring on top of her wedding band, "I thee wed."
"By the power vested in me, in front of these witnesses, and in front of God, I now…"
Elizabeth leaned forward and pressed her soft lips against Jason, wrapping her arms around him and letting her flowers drop to the ground. His arms came around her waist and pulled her up against him, molding his body against hers as he heard in the distant background something about kissing the bride.
JJ groaned behind his parents, "Can I have cake now or do I have to wait until their done?"
"I am not speaking to you!" Elizabeth laughed through the closed bathroom door, "I don't care how much pleading you do, you are sleeping alone tonight."
"That's what your suppose to do, Elizabeth," Jason said heaving a heavy sigh as he pulled his tee shirt off, "It's tradition."
"The face, not the hair!" she yelled through the door, "And you are so getting the dry cleaning bill for my dress."
"If you open the door I'll help you get it out of your hair," Jason said rapping his knuckles gently against the door.
"You promise?" Elizabeth asked, "You don't have any more cake?"
"I don't have anymore cake," Jason chuckled, "JJ ate the rest of it."
Elizabeth slowly opened the bathroom door, sticking her head out, pieces of chocolate cake and vanilla icing clinging to her brown locks. She had managed to remove most of it from her face and her dress, the silk material making it easy to wipe off.
"I think you look beautiful with…"
Elizabeth burst out laughing as she smashed a large piece of wedding cake into Jason's hair, rubbing it into the Chia pet spikes and slipping out of the small open space in the bathroom door. She wasn't fast enough, as his arm snaked around her waist and held her up against him, leaning down with his hair and rubbing it all over his neck.
"No! No!" she laughed as she struggled against him.
"You are dead for this, dead," he growled as he released her from against him, turning her around and keeping tight hold of her wrist. He ran his fingers through his hair; his digits coming back caked with the sticky goo and proceeded to run it down her face as she laughed against him.
"Jason, that is so…"
"You are going to get all of this out of my hair," he said as he brought her hand up to his hair and ran it through. She tugged her wrist away from him and then slid her fingers down his chest, leaving a trail of cake and icing.
She then made another attempt to get away from him, tripping over her own two feet and falling to the floor below, not before she grabbed a hold of him and pulled him down on top of her, pieces of cake falling from his hair and body to the soft carpet beneath them. They had their arms around one another, both of them were laughing as they looked into one another's eyes.
Then the laughter stopped.
Jason leaned down and pressed his lips against hers, once, twice, a third time, gently kissing her over and over with his warm lips. She sighed against him, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling his body against hers, loving the feel of this large masculine man crushing her into the carpet beneath them.
"You looked beautiful today," he whispered as his hand slid up her thigh, his fingers curling in her dress, "Absolutely beautiful."
"And you need to wear white more often," she whispered as she leaned up and pressed a kiss against his earlobe before pulling at it with her teeth and sucking on it.
"Elizabeth," he groaned as he pulled her leg up against him, moved his lips down her neck, swiping at the sticky wedding cake with his tongue.
"Waited all my life for this…" she sighed as her fingers moved back to his hair, absorbing the sticky residue and running it down his back, smearing the cake all over his toned muscles. He was quivering beneath her touch and she loved it, revealed in it and slipped her hands back into his hair, pulling him closer, deepening their kisses, allowing her tongue to clash with his as her lower body started to move against his own.
Jason growled against her mouth as his fingers found the side zipper on her dress. He slowly tugged it down, the pads of his fingers brushing against her creamy skin. He reached up and unhooked the one tiny butterfly clip before he pulled back and started tugging at the straps on her dress.
Elizabeth let her hands rest to the sides, albeit with a little difficulty since she was enjoying touching him so much, and he slowly started to lower her wedding dress, revealing a simple white lace bra and panty set, nothing too fancy but beautiful enough to still make Jason Morgan moan.
And he was doing just that as he tossed her dress over his shoulder.
No stockings to fiddle with, no garter belts to tug on, no fancy teddy's that had more buttons than he did patience. Just simple Elizabeth, twisting beneath him, as his coated fingers ran across the nipples that were straining against the lacy material.
She arched into his touch, her nails scrapping against the carpet that rested under her body. She watched as his shaky hands reached up and pulled down the straps of her bra, slowly revealing her ivory breasts, a moan slipping from her lips when her nipples hit the cool air, which was quickly replaced by his hot mouth.
Jason's lips covered the rosy bud, his tongue slowly running over it , his teeth biting down gently before he pulled back, moving towards the other nipple, lavishing it as he did the first while his palm came up and cupped her, massaging her, his fingers tickling her with his gentle caresses.
She lifted up, allowed him to reach around and unhook her bra before it was quickly discarded. She then pulled him against her again, his naked chest against hers, her body moving against his, her leg wrapping around his khaki covered one.
It was then that she realized he was overdressed.
Jason shifted his body when he felt her hands run over his backside. He groaned when she squeezed him and then slowly made her way around towards the front, her hands pulling on the button that held his pants together, her fingers slowly pulling down the zipper until he felt that he was going to yank the damn thing open himself.
Then she was reaching inside, cupping him, squeezing him, driving him insane.
Elizabeth gasped when she heard something rip and looked down to see that Jason had pulled apart her panties in his haste to have them removed. She looked back up at him, fire in her eyes as her fingers found their way through the open slit in his boxers.
"I bought those specifically for tonight."
"Buy another…Jesus Elizabeth…" he gasped as her nails ran down his hard length. Her fingers found their way to his balls where she squeezed him gently, massaging them with the pad of her thumb.
"Do you like that…oohh…" Elizabeth arched against his fingers as two of them found themselves buried in her heat, moving in and out slowly, his thumb circling that tiny bud that drove her crazy.
"Take me, now," she whispered as her free hand pulled him back for another passionate kiss. She removed her hands from the inside of his pants and pushed his khaki's down along with his boxers. She laughed softly ass he felt him kicking them off of his ankles. Then she raised her hips and he pulled away the remainder of her underwear.
Her hand was around him again, running up and down his length, pulling him closer as his warm palms parted her thighs and he slowed their kisses, bringing them back to small pecks before he nuzzled her neck and whispered in her ear that he had no idea what he would do without her.
She cried out when he thrust inside of her, bit her lip to prevent any further whimpers of passion as their bodies joined, moved together as one. He fit her perfectly, as if he were made for her and Elizabeth realized that she had waited all of her life for this moment, to be connected to Jason Morgan in this way, making love, as husband and wife.
Jason felt her arms around his waist, her fingers dancing along his hips as she met him thrust for thrust, burying her face against his shoulder, pleading, panting, trying to control the urge to scream his name out.
There would have to be a night soon when it was just her and Jason and she would be able to let him know what he was doing to her, as loud and as vocally, as she wanted.
She felt one of his large hand takes her, pressing it back against the carpet, squeezing it as his harsh panting echoed in her ear. His thrust became more frenzied, their bodies slick with sweat as she started to shake, started to feel that incredible high that he was only able to give her.
Then she was there and he was there with her, crying out, spilling himself inside of her while she clamped herself around him, holding on for dear life, not wanting to lose this incredible bliss and feeling of fulfillment she had when he was inside of her.
He nearly collapsed on top of her but he managed to shift and fall beside her, their bodies haphazardly joined as she shifted with him, keeping them connected. She pressed a damp kiss to his cheek as he did to her crumb filled hair.
"I think we got some cake on the carpet," she whispered with a smile.
"You started it."
Elizabeth gasped and looked up at him, "I cannot believe you just…"
"Neither can I, Elizabeth," he said quietly, "I can't believe a man like me has been given a chance to love a woman like you."
Elizabeth smiled softly as she blinked away some tears, "You're forgiven."