Rifiuto: Non Miriena

A/N: Warning: M chapter. I don't know if this is High M, but it's definitely an M. Written: 2015, Found: 2018- Licia

He brushed a soft kiss to her hair, holding her close. The two weeks had passed quickly; the new semester had started at Ever After High, not that either Raven or Mika had thought much of it. They'd enjoyed spending time with Mika's family, before returning to Marberly to spend some time with Raven's father. Raven chatted with the girls over video chat and phone calls, but never once did she make any mention of returning, nor did she ask about the result of the petition.

"Is this really necessary? We both know that I have no business with Ever After; my focus is strictly on Marberly and making sure my country and my people are taken care of-"

"And you're doing wonderfully, my wife." He replied, reaching up and catching her chin in his hand. "You're doing beautifully as queen." He thumbed her bottom lip. "I married the most amazing woman in the world." He whispered, kissing her soundly before pulling away. "I'm so proud of you." She smiled softly, sliding her hands up his chest.

"I love you, Mikalos."

His arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her into his lap until she was straddling him. "I love you. Have I told you that today?"

She chuckled. "You just did."

"Ah. Well, I'm telling you again- I love you." He kissed her softly, slipping one hand beneath the skirt of her dress. His fingers trailed up the inner skin of her thigh, before sneaking between the material of her undergarments. She deepened the kiss, grabbing the front of his shirt as he gently rolled the small bundle of nerves between his thumb and forefinger. She groaned softly in the back of her throat, parting her lips and allowing him to slip his tongue into her mouth, as he moved his fingers from the bundle of nerves. A soft gasp escaped her throat; he slid a couple fingers into her, and within minutes, felt her begin to tighten around his fingers. Gently, he removed his fingers, breaking the kiss. "Do you know how much I love the look of arousal on you?" She shook her head with a giggle, and pulled him closer, sliding her hands down his chest towards his pants.

This time he didn't stop her, and he swallowed thickly, feeling her nimble fingers slowly work him free. Her violet eyes sparked with mischief, and she kissed him softly. "You tasted me on our wedding night. Let me taste you this time." He shook his head, but she stopped him. "It's my turn, love." She brushed a soft kiss to his lips, before she moved down, pressing kiss after kiss to his skin. Eventually, she moved to settle between his legs.

If she were perfectly honest with herself, she was a little worried about this; she'd never done it before, and he seemed so much more skilled at this than her, even though she was the only woman he'd been with. Releasing a slow breath, she told herself to take it slow; that the times he'd done it to her, he'd taken his time, bringing her to the brink without sending her over...

Now if she could just do the same to him.

Gently, she trailed the tip of her finger along his length; his reaction was all she needed to know that she'd clearly done something he'd liked, similar to when he'd trail his finger along the lips of her opening. She repeated the action twice, before deciding to try something else. Slowly, cautiously almost, she traced the path her finger had taken, leaving soft, feather-light kisses instead, and he groaned softly, reaching down for her-

She reached up, sliding her fingers through his, more to stop him from stopping her than anything else, and returned to her careful ministrations. In a move he often did to her, she pressed a soft kiss to the tip, and he groaned softly, making her grin in triumph. Two can clearly play at this game. With a quick glance, she then lowered her head, taking him gently into her mouth. At one point, he managed to untangle their hands and reached for her hair to pull her away, but she caught his wrists, making it clear she was calling the shots this time.

"... Raven..."

By the time she pulled away, the taste of him still on her tongue, the saltiness sliding down the back of her throat, she'd discovered something new about herself- something she liked, because it brought her husband to his knees, putting him at her mercy. Thank Goddess she was a benevolent ruler. She watched with desire in her violet eyes as he reached for her; she wiped her mouth, licking her lips out of habit, a twist of triumph filling her as his taste filled her mouth once more. But before she could say anything, he grabbed her around the waist, sliding his hands beneath the skirt of her dress and tugging her undergarments down her legs and off her, tossing them over his shoulder. He kissed her then, pushing the dress up her body, over her breasts, only breaking the kiss to tug it off her and bunch it beneath her head as makeshift pillow.

Instead of removing her bra, he teased her through the soft silk of the garment, enjoying the breathy gasps that escaped her. Finally, he reached for her clutch; he hadn't missed her slipping a couple into the bag. He hadn't said a word, instead letting her believe that she was being sneaky. By the time she realized what he'd been doing with her clutch, he'd removed the sheath and slid it on before positioning himself between her thighs and slowly pushing into her. She gasped in surprise, violet gaze meeting his. "Mikalos..."

He smiled softly, brushing a gentle kiss to her mouth. "Shh. Not so loud, Nevermore. We don't want to arouse suspicion-"

"To... the fact that we're..." She moaned softly, trailing her own fingers down her abdomen towards where they were joined. "Oh... Mika..."

His mouth crashed onto hers, swallowing her groan as he pushed into her, slowly at first, and then faster. She dug her nails into his hips as he tangled his fingers in her hair, scraping his nails against her scalp. Eventually, he moved to suck on her throat as he continued to push into her. Her hands moved from his hips to grasp at the soft flesh of his buttocks, and as he brought them both closer to the tipping point, she forced her eyes open, meeting his gaze. As they crashed over the precipice, his mouth found hers, and she raked her nails up his back, drawing blood.

The cold winter air hit her full in the face as he helped her out of the car. Ignoring the feel of the air, she reached up, swiping a finger along the edge of her bottom lip before smoothing her skirt and making sure her hair was back in its twist. It wouldn't do for her to look unkempt on her first day back. Or like you just had sex with your husband in the back of the car during the drive.

She looked up as he cleared his throat, adjusting the cuffs of his suit jacket. His hair was slightly tousled, and his shirt was slightly un-tucked. She sighed, quickly tucking his shirt in and reaching up to fix his hair. "What am I going to do with you, Mikalos?"

"How about we don't make it a habit of having sex on the ride back?" He whispered, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, nodding to his family's driver. The man nodded in response before leaving.

"What's wrong? Did I not arouse you enough?" She asked, sliding her hands along his waist, and he met her gaze.

"You aroused me too much, Nevermore. Where in Goddess's name did you learn to do that with your tongue?" She grinned, meeting his gaze.

"A lady never... sucks and tells." She whispered, enjoying the blush that colored his cheeks.

"You are going to be the death of me, my wife." He replied, kissing her quickly. She giggled. The sound of someone clearing their throat caused the pair to turn, and they found themselves face-to-face with Headmaster Grimm.