Of Thunder and Lightning, part X
Chapter 10
In which Oberon and Titania rediscover one another, before blessing the Dukes wedding.
(Oberon's POV)
I awakened some time before my queen even so much as thought about fluttering open her thickly lashed emerald eyes, so I took the opportunity (And this was something I almost never indulged in) to gaze at her most lovely form, free and un scathed (In my opinion) from any clothing, or robes at all. This was merely her beautiful bronze skin, Long raven curls tinged with nutmeg, and her incredible emerald optics, which could see into the very depths of my soul. "You're beautiful…the loveliest creature I've yet to encounter…" I whispered, moving a curl from her truly sweet face, as I allowed my eyes to wander over the rest of her body, hidden somewhat under my grey velveteen cape. However, the gentle, supple swell of her bosom could be made out clearly, as could the soft curve of her thighs, and her slender calves. Her back was bare, I could tell, even though she was facing me, and had both of her slender arms wrapped around my mid-torso. Funny, the bit of my cape that pooled around her was almost strategically nestled around her so that it covered her front half, and from the small of her back down. Would that I could gently remove my cape-which appeared to have magically grown to accommodate both of us-and kiss her passionately, letting the wonderful ecstasy we'd both felt last night, and into the wee hours of morning, begin again! She'd been found by me as chaste as the day I married her and…! But alas…I could not. Not now anyway. She was clearly spent, or so I thought, and sleeping like the true angel of the forest that she was and I respected that. But to be quite honest, at that moment, even if a naked goddess walked by, I wouldn't give her even a glance; so much was my attachment to my wife. In fact, I was increasingly beginning to become tempted by Titania herself more than other women. A tender smile crossed my features as I witnessed her snuggling closed into my iron-like, but silken-soft grip upon her waist with one arm, and around her shoulders with the other. I wanted her constantly, and had grown so jealous when I found out about Duke Theseus bestowing flirtations upon my beloved. I'd been ready to rip his head off, and curse him to the fiery pits of hell! However…I hadn't been a saint myself, for in my anger about the boy, and my jealousy, I found myself sleeping with any woman who looked prettier than average-only to return to my queen and find that she had not slept with anyone, not even when enchanted so cruelly by me. And now…now I had the privilege of bedding this goddess, this angel, this sultry and alluring woman, as her husband, whenever I wished! Could anything make me feel more guilty? A sigh fell from my lips, as my pale eyes glanced upon her once more, only to find that she was just as stunning-if not more-than when I'd first glanced at her, for now, a leaf had found its way into her raven locks. More tempted than before, I leaned forward to press a kiss to her neck, as I felt her stir slightly beneath my determined lips.
(Titania's POV)
My sleep was filled with wonderful dreams; peaceful, soothing, wonderful dreams, much unlike my slumber of ass attachment, which had plagued me before. Thankfully Oberon had been there to awaken me before my wits flew off into the sky! Oh…we'd made up completely and fully, the previous night had been wonderful, magical…I now knew that my guilt of not letting him bed me on our wedding night had been truly stupid, and petty, but now that I was ready for him to have me, he could, as long as I agreed. He was just dominating enough to be incredibly attractive, and his moon-kissed looks, and long, flaxen, platinum locks sweeping over my skin as we came as one was the most pleasurable feeling I'd ever experienced. However, he wasn't too rough with me at all. It was as if he'd known exactly what to do to 'break me in,' but make me feel wonderful at the same time. He was just so in tune with my needs and my feelings that or a moment, I wondered if any fey king could truly be so good. Apparently, Oberon could…My thoughts were interrupted as I felt something upon my neck…something pleasant and gentle, a kiss, perhaps? I stirred slightly, my fuzzy eyes catching the sight of Oberon's lips moving towards my own, before enveloping mine as a 'good morning.' What a good morning indeed. The blanket stopped just below the tiny indentation of a naval on his chiseled abdominals, and he looked phenomenal, his hair cascading down upon his strong shoulders, the same shoulders I'd leaned against when he'd…oh, now I simply had to have him. My demure smile was truly non-existent as an alluring, almost confident, as I snuggled up to him. "How long until the Duke's wedding, my lord?" I asked quietly, pressing a kiss to his jaw. "Long enough, my lovely…long enough." He murmured, obviously wanting the same thing I did…
(Oberon's POV)
I reached over and removed the cape-covering from her lovely body, making it so that the blanket covered nothing, but rather, was draped over the both of us, nothing hindering our bodies. "I love you more than anything this world could offer me…more than any woman…more than any priceless gem." I whispered into her slightly pointed ear, pressing a kiss to her neck, and nibbling upon her lobe. "I love you as well…" She breathed, as I slid myself atop her, still marveling at her beauty…
((A/N: A very fluffy chapter, I know, but they had to do /something/ and Oberon would have had his way with her either way. Anyways, hope you liked it, REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW, Puh-leez! XO))