Post by Lovely on Aug 12, 2009 2:47:29 GMT -5
December 20, 2008
evening
Veinna Estate
Follows: Family Business
Marcus had been called from the booth, but once there, he wasn't sure he wanted to come out this time. There was no telling what Mister Veinna had in store for him. He was quick to discover upon meeting with the man which was entirely the wrong end of his ire to be on. At first, he was in fear for his position, but before long in fear for his very life, threatened with severe consequences and a happy home overlooking the birdbath in the garden rows where he had first met with the youngest princess. Amid yes-sirs and no-sirs, agreements and denials and honesty, Marcus felt he could no longer stand. The final determination was left to genetics and the final word would be just that... final. Scott had allowed him the seat in this guest room, away from the bunkhouse and away from the others to let the man sort out what he'd done and what he might do if this were his last hour. Scott's parting comment on the way out the door floored him perhaps most, the hint of near-pride and acceptance in the man's tone... "You'll be a fine father... just watch your step, son." And there Marc sat, waiting and unable to move, but feeling nearly giddy in his relief, if only he could go to her.. tell her... hold her.. was it really true?
Lily though tired and worn from worry nearly skipped up the stairs, finding the guest room that had been used and knocking gently on the door as she opened it. "Any body home?" She called softly, trying to be calm and composed, but the moment she saw her man in the chair, she let out a slight laugh and rushed toward him. The door swinging closed behind her as she pounced into his lap. "Marcus.." She was at a loss for words, her eyes shining as she searched his face.
He half chuckled, dazed and at his usual loss for words, though the relief smelled thickly on him enough that she'd be able to sense it herself. "Hey baby," he smiled, taking a moment to realize he was awake and still able to move, reaching around her snugly just to feel her warmth and breath against him. "Oh...my god. Your father.... he's insane, you know that, right?"
She giggled softly. "hi baby.. " Her fingers sifted back into his hair and she smiled softly. "He really is... and we're really.." She bit her lip and leaned to kiss him. "We get to keep each other.. I'm really yours.." Her voice was an awed whisper.
He shook his head and kissed her whisper away with a light, sweet kiss, tapping his forehead to hers. "I'm really yours... you have to keep me in line, yank my chain, take me out for walkies and if I do you wrong, he's got a galvanized railroad spike with my name on it waiting for a little bloodletting from my brain... apparently... did I tell you he's insane?" He chuckled again. "Mine... and so, very, very yours. Baby, you have no idea what hell I've been through and back tonight. Is it really over?"
"Oh.. I think I have an idea. I was so scared.." She admitted in a small whisper. "It's really over.. well I think there is this one small thing they might make us do to make it official but if daddy says we can be together and he did, that means we can." She couldn't help the smile that was curling her lips up. "I'll yank your leash anytime you want me to baby." She giggled softly.
"Hmm... I'm really hoping that was an offer," he sighed, lighting up as she smiled. "Now what's not to love about that? Love you, Lily," he whispered.
Her mouth came to claim his softly and deeply, her kiss filled with love. "Love you, too.." She murmured, her arms snaking around his shoulders more tightly.
evening
Veinna Estate
Follows: Family Business
Marcus had been called from the booth, but once there, he wasn't sure he wanted to come out this time. There was no telling what Mister Veinna had in store for him. He was quick to discover upon meeting with the man which was entirely the wrong end of his ire to be on. At first, he was in fear for his position, but before long in fear for his very life, threatened with severe consequences and a happy home overlooking the birdbath in the garden rows where he had first met with the youngest princess. Amid yes-sirs and no-sirs, agreements and denials and honesty, Marcus felt he could no longer stand. The final determination was left to genetics and the final word would be just that... final. Scott had allowed him the seat in this guest room, away from the bunkhouse and away from the others to let the man sort out what he'd done and what he might do if this were his last hour. Scott's parting comment on the way out the door floored him perhaps most, the hint of near-pride and acceptance in the man's tone... "You'll be a fine father... just watch your step, son." And there Marc sat, waiting and unable to move, but feeling nearly giddy in his relief, if only he could go to her.. tell her... hold her.. was it really true?
Lily though tired and worn from worry nearly skipped up the stairs, finding the guest room that had been used and knocking gently on the door as she opened it. "Any body home?" She called softly, trying to be calm and composed, but the moment she saw her man in the chair, she let out a slight laugh and rushed toward him. The door swinging closed behind her as she pounced into his lap. "Marcus.." She was at a loss for words, her eyes shining as she searched his face.
He half chuckled, dazed and at his usual loss for words, though the relief smelled thickly on him enough that she'd be able to sense it herself. "Hey baby," he smiled, taking a moment to realize he was awake and still able to move, reaching around her snugly just to feel her warmth and breath against him. "Oh...my god. Your father.... he's insane, you know that, right?"
She giggled softly. "hi baby.. " Her fingers sifted back into his hair and she smiled softly. "He really is... and we're really.." She bit her lip and leaned to kiss him. "We get to keep each other.. I'm really yours.." Her voice was an awed whisper.
He shook his head and kissed her whisper away with a light, sweet kiss, tapping his forehead to hers. "I'm really yours... you have to keep me in line, yank my chain, take me out for walkies and if I do you wrong, he's got a galvanized railroad spike with my name on it waiting for a little bloodletting from my brain... apparently... did I tell you he's insane?" He chuckled again. "Mine... and so, very, very yours. Baby, you have no idea what hell I've been through and back tonight. Is it really over?"
"Oh.. I think I have an idea. I was so scared.." She admitted in a small whisper. "It's really over.. well I think there is this one small thing they might make us do to make it official but if daddy says we can be together and he did, that means we can." She couldn't help the smile that was curling her lips up. "I'll yank your leash anytime you want me to baby." She giggled softly.
"Hmm... I'm really hoping that was an offer," he sighed, lighting up as she smiled. "Now what's not to love about that? Love you, Lily," he whispered.
Her mouth came to claim his softly and deeply, her kiss filled with love. "Love you, too.." She murmured, her arms snaking around his shoulders more tightly.