Topic: The Honeymoon

Gavilean

Date: 2006-06-15 01:02 EST
Gavilean and Des Starfare said goodnight to Brian, comforting him with the promise that they would fine a way to cure Charlotte.

The royal carriage was waiting for them by the stable, to take them to Westridge and then to Pine Ridge Castle. They could not take a portal to the castle since, for security reasons, there was only one portal that opened within Westridge, and that was always well guarded and located within Arda Castle in the capital city of Westridge. They would soon find much use for that portal, but not on their honeymoon.

The large carriage, pulled by six horses, left downtown RhyDin through the Dragon?s Gate and headed west. The two newlyweds were finally alone with none of the pressures and obligations that came when they were in the city.

The last several weeks had been very tiring for Gav and Des, especially for Des as she handled the wedding invitations, dealt with all the Westridge assistants including Miss Partinger, took care of flowers her gown and most of the other preparations. Even with the help of so many servants, to make so many preparations in such a short time was stressful. Gavilean had to attend the affairs of the kingdom while in the midst of wedding preparations, so he was also very relieved that the wedding and coronation was behind them.

Gavilean put his arm around Des and drew her close to him as the carriage traveled westward through the night. Hugs turned to kisses, kisses to exploratory touches, and those touches brought the fire of passion that led to amazingly sensual lovemaking upon the soft, large cushioned seats of the carriage ? seats that were designed to pull out into beds.

They made love for hours; then naked, warm, perspiration-glistened, sweet-smelling bodies fell asleep in each other?s arms, and to the soothing motion of the gentle swaying of the carriage.

The carriage entered the borders of Westridge just before sunrise. Then continued along the Weston Highway for another twenty miles before turning northwest on a much smaller road that led to the mountain region of the Great Pine Forest in eastern Westridge.

As the sun rose in the east, the carriage continued to climb in altitude along a forest road that twisted its way through deeply forested terrain. A cool morning fog rose from the forest floor with the scent of the pine and forest strong and refreshing. The carriage continued deeper into the forest and traveled along a river for a few miles before crossing over though a covered bridge.

The sun had already been up for two hours when the carriage road onto the bluestoned path that led up to the front of Pine Ridge Castle.

Gavilean

Date: 2006-06-15 01:28 EST
PINE RIDGE CASTLE

Gavilean and Des had dressed in the privacy of the carriage and then exited and stretched in the cool, fragrant, refreshing air of Pine Ridge Castle. The castle was small by Westridge standards. It had only forty rooms, but then it was only intended to be used as a royal retreat and a hunting ?lodge? for the royal family and other dignitaries. What it lacked in size it more than made up for in style and comfort.

Servants greeted the King and Queen of Westridge at the door of the castle. There was a small crew of fifteen servants on duty to make sure that the king and queen were taken care of. Gav and Des walked up two marble steps to the opened oaken door with elfin script in a semi-circle overhead.

The foyer was elegant with marble floors, dark wood panels, a grand chandelier, and several statues, paintings and heads of mule deer, bear, fox, elk, and other game that had been hunted in past decades. A reasonably large library was off to the left. To the right were the sitting room, a smoking room, and a solarium. Further to the rear of the castle was the dining room (on the left) and the kitchen (directly to the rear). A marble staircase was directly before them.

Gavilean led Des up the carpeted stairs. At the head of the stairs was the master suite which had always (at least for the last four centuries since the castle was built) been reserved for the royal family. It had an eastern view with lace-covered French doors that lead out to a large balcony. The suite had a large canopied bed, sitting room, bath, walk-in closets and furniture designed for comfort and relaxing. It was carpeted with woolen carpets with scenes of hunting. Other large bedrooms were on the second floor. Smaller bedrooms were on the third floor and the servants quarters were on the forth floor with the exception of the head cook?s room and the chief valet?s room, both of which were in the back on the first floor.

Tall pines surround the castle except for the lawn that is directly out the back. The lawn had been used for crochet and lawn parties in years past. There is a stable on the castle grounds and Gavilean had arranged for two horses to be there along with a stable hand to take care of them. Not far from the castle was a small lake surrounded by trees and a stoned well where a river fed a small waterfall. From the lake flowed a river which was soon fed by other rivers, so that it became deep and wide only a mile from the castle.

Gavilean opened the French doors of the master sweet and led Des out onto the balcony. Another deep breath of the cool, morning, pine-scented air was taken. He turned and took Des into his arms. ?We?re here my love?my wife; just the two of us with nothing to do for several days but enjoy each other. Maybe we should extend our honeymoon by another week.? He smiled a most handsome smile and brought his mouth to hers in a kiss that would last the remainder of the morning.

Gavilean

Date: 2006-06-17 02:14 EST
THE NEXT MORNING

They spent the day of their arrival lounging around the castle and its grounds, getting to know the place, and just relaxing with each other. There was something about the peace and solitude and beautiful of this royal retreat castle that quickly put one?s mind at rest.

Gav and Des kissed and held each other in nearly every room in the castle and over most of the private area of the ground. When the day had ended they had a quiet dinner on the balcony of their suite and danced in soft light of a million stars. They removed their clothes on the balcony and crawled into bed early that night, for they had many ways they would use to demonstrate their love for each other.

- - -

The bright and warming rays of the eastern sun came though the lace curtains of the master suite. Gavilean tried to hide his eyes against Des' neck. His hand moved over her body, cooled by the fresh morning air. Oh how he loved the feel of her smooth flesh. In his mind, there was nothing in all the universe sexier than a naked Destre. He was too tired to say anything, or to even utter a sound other than a soft, tired moan.

Tera murmured sleepily as she shifted on the silken sheets at the touch of his hand upon her skin. Her lip curved upwards in a slow sultry smile as she tilted her head to the opposite side to allow him to burrow against her neck from the morning light's invasion of their slumber. "Too early, A'maelamin. No coffee." Fingers wove through the satin of his long dark hair, lovingly stroking in a way that had become her favorite pastime.

"No coffee, mela en' coiamin? That is a sin which is soon to be absolved." He reached for the cloth belt that was hanging from the wall. It seemed a mile away, but his fingers stretched to reach its tasseled end. He gave it a pull and dropped his arm over Des' body. "Coffee is on its way." He nibbled on the back of her neck and brought his hand to her breasts. "I'm tired. When did we fall asleep last night?"

Des chuckled quietly as she refused to move one muscle more than it took to savor the sensations of her sexy husband sprawled beside her in the huge bed. "It was morning my love. Why are we awake?" Her voice held traces of the laughter that threatened along with the passion that was never far from the surface when they were alone together. "Mmmm and have I told you yet today how much I love you?"

His arms tightened on her as his hand held her breast firmly. His voice reflected his sleepiness. "Hmmmm...let's see. Today?" He paused a bit while he brought his knees closer behind hers. "No I don't think you have, you sexy woman whom I love with all my heart." He grinned. "I beat you."

Des growled low in her throat as he said the words first playfully she bent her head and nipped at the back of the hand at her breast with tiny white teeth. "Male! I love you more than you love me! Hah!" She glanced over her shoulder to the man that had fulfilled her every dream and was her heart's desire made real with a loving smile. "I think I would like to devour you."

"Before coffee?" he teased. "I think my crumpets would go much better with some fresh brewed coffee, don't you?" He laughed and began to nibble on her neck and shoulders. "Mmmm...I think I'm going to devour you before you can ever start on me. And you taste far too good not to eat up."

-= to be continued =-

Gavilean

Date: 2006-06-17 02:20 EST
"Oh I don't know Babe. Mutual devouring sounds pretty good to me right now. Them there servant type people can just leave that coffee outside the door I'm thinking." The nibbles sending shivers racing through her as her breath caught and heart picked up speed. Her hands roaming in caresses where they could reach to return the pleasure being unstintingly lavished upon her.

Just then a knock was heard at the door. "Your Majesties, good morning. Breakfast is ready."

Gavilean was no longer in the mood for coffee and crumpets. He was in the mood for Des. "Please come back when I ring again. I think we need a little more sleep."

"As you wish, Your Majesties." They couldn't see the knowing smile on the face of the maid.

Des crinkled her nose at the knock on the door, navy gaze seeking out his darker one. "Bah I'll never get used to them there servant type people love. We need to get rid of 'em all. Make 'em call us Des and Gav at the very least. Idiots all of 'em." Her pronouncement made, she then shifted to press those lips to the broad shoulder that she so adored nestling beneath. It never failed to give her comfort and protection no matter which she needed.

He turned her over and cradled her body in his arms. "I think they would feel very strange calling us Des and Gav," he whispered against her lips. He didn't say more. Instead he kissed her deeply, his body stretching out against hers as he moved his leg up and down over her hip and thigh.

Her Majesty no longer cared who called her what as she wrapped her arms around His Majesty and let desire hold sway over what few coherent thoughts remained. A tiny moan of pleasure sighed free as she welcomed the early morning kiss; passionately returning it and inviting more.

He kissed her long and lovingling. Then let his kisses trail down and over her body, taking time to savor each part of her body. His hand moving down her sides, running parallel to his lips. "I love you more than life, my love...my wife. I can't live without you." He continued the kisses.

She whispered in between sharp inhalations as each new kiss brought it's own new delight. "I ain't gonna live without ya neither Babe. I love ya far too much my beloved husband." Restlessly she squirmed beneath the loving onslaught, hands buried in the wealth of long dark hair as she tumbled it heedlessly with her slight tugs on it.

He kissed her in every special place, from head to toe, and delighted in the various responses each place evoked. Some places he lingered far longer than others, but every part of her body was like the sweetest honey to his mouth. He moved back up and laid his body upon hers, his hands moving through her long, soft hair as he looked into her eyes, his lips surely less than an inch from hers. "I wish I could tell you how much I love you," he whispered. "There is no language I know that has sufficient vocabulary.? There was a slight pause as he repositioned himself. ?Except, perhaps...."

And they began to make love?again.

Tera Destre

Date: 2006-06-18 20:00 EST
"Kingdom business? I don't think so Babe."

Des strides into the office and looks around with a little smile playing over delicate features. Humming softly beneath her breath at first she then begins to sing quietly. The song was one of her favorites that if her beloved husband wasn't so intent on the papers he was reading he would recognize. She crossed the carpet with a feral gleam in her eyes and a prowl to her silent steps. "Let the bodies hit the floor...."

Gavilean's eyes look up from the kingdom's papers and grins as he hears Des hum. "Let the bodies hit the floor? Is that a song, my love? Or a lustful desire?" He ran his fingers through his long, wavy hair and rested his head on his palm while his elbow was on the back of the chair. He eyed up his beautiful wife.

A radiant, playful yet definitely lusty, smile curved lush lips upward and lit up the navy depths as they scanned the surface of his large desk for breakables and noted quite a few.

That same gaze then trailed onward to take in her sexy husband seated behind it and the tip of her tongue darted out to moisten that now distinctly predatory smile as she reached the edge of the desk closest to the door and paused. "That is a song that I do so adore Babe. But today I was thinking it could also be something lustful. Then again I see that ya have this lovely desk that does appear right sturdy."

The cowgirl placed both hands on the surface and leaned all her weight on them as though to test it, chestnut curls tumbling wantonly around her and spilling onto its gleaming surface with the motion of her curvaceous body.

He dropped the papers to the floor and swept all that was on top of it into the top draw of the desk. He then stood and leaned forward, his palms on his desk. "It just happens to be very sturdy, my love." He looked down at her breasts, seeing her cleavage, and he looked back up. "What did you have in mind?" He kept a solemn face, only the raising and lowering of his eyebrows gave away his tease.

That was all the invitation she needed. In the blink of an eye she hopped up on the desk and praying for the aid of surprise literally pounced His Majesty intending to knock him right back into his chair with her hopefully landing in his lap. "Pouncing of course. This is our honeymoon and it has been at least an hour since we last pounced each other Babe!"

He laughed, fell back in his chair and pulled Des onto his lap. Oh how he loved this woman. His fingers combed trough her hair and he pulled her into a kiss with such great desire, his tongue immediately sliding into her mouth, his fingers grasping her hair.

How she could love him so very much she had no idea but she wasn't going to question it as she returned the kiss with equal passion and a sense of awed delight at the flames that leapt to life at the touch of his lips to hers. Both hands sank into his hair and gave a slight tug before settling to rest cradling his face lovingly as her lashes lowered. She gave herself over to the splendor of simply kissing this man that had well and truly captured her heart and soul.

Their kisses continued until he was sure his jaw was going to be sore. He then stood and lifted her onto his desk and began unbuttoning her shirt, followed by loosening her belt and pants. His hair fell over his face as he looked down at her breasts and brought his mouth to her neck. He whispered, "I love you, Tera Starfare."

If he said those words to her every moment of every day for the rest of their lives in that tone of voice with that look on his face she would never tire of hearing them. Not that she would tire of him saying them to her anyway but when he said them to her at moments like these a shiver ran the length of her spine and those flames licked hotter at all those places that only he could make burn like a wild fire out of control across the plains. "I love you and I want you Gavilean Starfare. You have done started a fire and I do know that you can put it out Babe."

Des grinned to him and crinkled her nose playfully at him as she ran her hands down the length of his back tracing the firm muscles then tugged the material free from his pants. Her hands skimmed over the smooth, warm skin of his back with a little sigh of feminine appreciation for the masculine perfection they were dancing over. Loving caresses lingered over his chest and abdomen on their way to his belt.

He pulled her shirt back, borrowing each arm for but a moment to remove each sleeve; then tossed the shirt back to his chair. Then as she was working on his belt, he pulled her pants down off her bottom and let them slide down her legs. His hands then moved over the smooth flesh and curves of her body as would the hands of a master sculptor as he inspected the perfect smoothness and shape of the art placed before him.

There was nothing about her that he did not fully appreciate and adore. He then just held her against his bared chest and closed his eyes and offered thanks for the blessing of having this woman for his wife.

Tera Destre

Date: 2006-06-27 01:22 EST
A Majestic Day

Gavilean Stafare stretches, awakening for the second time this morning - this time after their lovemaking. He snuggles and looks upon his wife. ?Des? You awake? The sun is up and the morning is half gone.?
Tera Starfare languidly stretches as her lashes slowly lift to take in the angle of the sun on the wall across from her and she murmurs sleepily to her beloved husband, "No, I am not awake. Why?"

"Because you should be!" He tickled her. "Come on! I want to show you something!" He hopped out of bed and pulled down the covers.

Squeaks and bats at his hands as she squirms. Laughter bubbled free upon his tugging the covers off her curvaceous form. The new Queen hopped out of the bed then chased him down and wrapped her arms around his waist for a hug. "I want my morning kisses, Mister!" She grinned up to him with a twinkle in navy blue eyes.

"Oh yeah....well," He stopped and moved his mouth very close to hers so that their breath was shared. "Morning kisses are very special...you sure you can handle them?"

Her heart skipped a beat as his head lowered and then it began to race like a mad thing beneath her breast. She slid her hands up to thread through the silken waves of his hair as a smile curved into place on lush lips that slightly parted in anticipation of being kissed while speaking in a sultry whisper, "That is the beauty of mornin' kisses Babe. They ain't meant to be handled. They are meant to be slowly savored."

He grinned against her lips. She was right, they were meant to be savored. His voice was but a whisper. "Then...let us begin the feast." His mouth came to hers, open upon her mouth, his tongue slipped into her mouth and began the delicious feast...savoring her.

Des' knees went weak and her arms wrapped around his broad shoulders to keep herself upright as she parted her lips while tilting her head slightly to the side to better meet his lips with her own lovingly moving over his. It was amazing how easily he captured every sense she owned, stealing her wits until nothing existed in her world but the two of them regardless of where they might be. All of the love that she felt for him she put into that leisurely morning kiss.

The kiss did not rush to be over. They savored each other for a long time. Finally it ended and Gavilean, smiled. "Please....put something on quickly. We shall not shower here this morn."

Des smiled a dreamy little smile to the owner of her heart and headed for the huge closet then threw on a pair of her favorite jeans before frowning and jerking them back off. She turned to Gav holding them in one hand giving him a bewildered look feeling truly confused. "What in tarnation does a Queen wear Babe?"

He threw another pair of jeans at her. "How about these, my love." He went to put on some old but comfortable clothes.

She smiled radiantly and quickly threw her favorite clothes on. At least she wouldn't have to deal with that just yet and was happy that was so. Des was dressed and ready to go in record time. "Thank goodness. I know I can wear what I want in RhyDin Babe I wasn't sure about here." She hugged him tightly with a happy smile and delighted sparkle in navy blues.

He smiled an appreciative smile. He so loved the way she looked in her clothes. He grabbed her hand and quickly led her to the door. "Let's go...it's waiting!"

She was in as much of a hurry as he was and didn't keep him waiting one bit. Des lagged a bit behind him but only to get a view of that delicious backside in those tight breeches as he lead her down the hallway to the door. Her lower lip between tiny white teeth and a little appreciate wolf whistle sounded as she caught up with him. "Dang but you do fill out those breeches quite nicely Babe if I do say so myself."

He grinned and pulled her into a kiss right at the bottom of the stairs and in front of the staff. "Is all ready" he asked. "Yes, Your Majesty," they responded. He pulled Des along out into the morning air. Then went down a gravel path that led between large pines. The trees were a canope and their spent needles made a soft bed of brown on the little path. After walking about 500 yards they came to an opening in the forest where there was access to a stream. A row boat was tied to a tree stump. "There it is!"

Tera Destre

Date: 2006-06-27 01:23 EST
Her Majesty's eyes lit up as they walked down the pine scented path and she spotted the boat, she darted a glance to His Majesty then gave him a tight hug as she let out a little girlish squeal of delight. "Oh Babe this is so nice! Where does it go to? Can we stay all day? Did they send us food? Is there coffee?" She was talking a mile-a-minute she was so excited at the prospect of the boat trip. She had no doubt it would be somewhere romantic and she couldn?t wait to see what he had planned for them today.

He had to laugh as he pulled her along to the boat. "All has been prepared for us, my love." He stepped into the boat first and held out his hand to her. The boat was rocking slightly in the shallow water but the bank. "Be careful, love. Don't want you to get wet....yet," he said with a mischievous grin.

She tilted her head to the side as she eyed him up with an answering grin while placing a slightly work roughened small hand in his to step into the boat. "I ain't gonna say what I am thinking even though I outta just because I should but nevertheless I am thinking very wicked thoughts at the moment Babe so perhaps ya should get this here boat moving before I do a little pouncing right here and now of that sexy body of yours that now belongs to me!"

He grinned and helped her into the boat. "I hear that sex in a row bow can make one really wet." He let her sit down and he sat and picked up the oars and pushed against the bank until the boat was free. "There's coffee in that basket that is stored behind you, beautiful woman." Soon they were going with the flow down the river.

"Ack! Ya must be determined to get yourself pounced before we get wherever it is that ya are taking me Babe." She grinned while leaning back to reach the promised ?nectar of life? and poured them a cup to share on the journey. A deep breath was drug in of the clean air and a happy sigh was let out as her gaze roamed the scenery they passed. "Goddess I love it here Babe. I don't know if I really do want to live back there ya know... "

"Yes, love...it's so beautiful here. It's one of my favorite places in all the world." They continued down the river for an hour, and when it was nearing noon he pulled the boat over to the shore. "Here's where we can picnic." There was a beautiful area of grass and wild flowers with dense pine all around them.

Smiling radiantly to him she stepped carefully from the boat onto the shore and looked all around at the lovely glade. "Nope, I don't know if I want to ever go back at all Beloved. Although you know there is that one place that we saw with the garden and fountain that is walled in over by the water but right now I think I'd like a little taste of you. If you wouldn't mind that is." Des grinned to him as she backed away from the boat slowly and crooked a finger to him in a beckoning gesture.

He couldn't believe her sexual appetite. He sure did marry the right woman. "How about we at least put out the blanket first, love." He grabbed the blanket and the picnic basket from the rowboat and walked to a place where the grass and moss was particularly soft and clean and set up there. "Okay...come sit here with me."

The cowgirl chuckled merrily and helped him with the blanket and picnic things then curled up with him in the warm sunshine feeling very at peace with the world and more content than she could ever remember being before. "Of course Babe. I'm right here with you, always."

He opened the bottle of wine that was in the basket and took out a bowl of a mixture of strawberries, raspberries and blackberries. "I'm so happy, Des. You have made my life so beautiful...so full...so perfect." He poured the wine and held her glass to her. "I do pray that I'll be a good husband and worthy of you, sweetheart."

A graceful motion had the offered glass in her small hand and dip of her head acknowledged his words. She reached for a strawberry with her free hand and dipped it in the wine then brushed the berry lightly across his lower lip very slowly. Navy seeking out his gaze as she spoke softly, "Happiness can be so fleeting Gavilean. I am so happy with you. So much in love with you. Every day and every moment I have no doubt how you feel about me. It is such a wonderful thing being with you and married to you. You always do little things to that let me know how much I mean to you. Those are the important things, Beloved. You are a truly wonderful husband. I couldn't ask for a better one Babe."

He smiled and took a nip at the strawberry. Then he raised his glass to her. "To us, Des. May every day be as happy and peaceful as this one." He tapped his glass to hers and sipped his wine.

She finished the strawberry with a smile. "To us Gav. May every day be as happy and peaceful as this one." She echoed his toast and took a drink from her glass then smiled again to him. "I hope I can be as good a wife to you as you are husband to me. I do worry about that some myself."

"You have nothing to worry about, darling." He took another sip of the wine. "But there is something that I need to tell you. You and I both know that every day won't be like this. Some days will be challenging, some will be dangerous. I've taken... precautions."

Tera Destre

Date: 2006-06-27 01:24 EST
She blinked at the word precautions and shifted so that she could face him on the blanket. Her gaze and demeanor now serious rather than playful. "What do you mean by that Babe?"

"Well, you know how Vanion is always causing trouble. And how many times have you had to call upon Tass to be there for you? A lot, I would assume." He paused and set down his glass. "Now that we're married, I think it's only right that you be able to call upon me first. And, sometimes, it might even be better for you to make a quick escape." He looked upon her and smiled. "I have something I need to tell you."

Involuntarily she shuddered as images of burly guards dressed in formal military uniforms surrounding her everywhere she went flashed through her mind at his words. She reached a hand out and placed it flat upon his chest as though to hold back his next words. "Wait! I'll take care of it Babe. No one will be threatening me anymore. I don't know how but I'll make 'em quit, honest I will!"

He just laughed. "You are too cute, my love. However, sometimes no matter what we do, trouble finds us. Let me have your left hand." He reached out for it.

She placed her left hand in his her curiosity peaked as he didn't mention the expected guards and laughed instead at her. "I ain't running around RhyDin with no guards Babe. I want to make that pretty clear right here and now okay? It is bad enough I got Skyler constantly calling me Queen and having to deal with it. If I show up in town with guards it is only gonna get worse for me love. Oh and I done quit The Outback so that we will have more time together because I do love you and want us to maybe have a family and I figure right now I ain't got time for a family but now we can start thinking about that along with that there big house I mentioned earlier too." She was definitely babbling and suddenly realized it and shut up.

He looked at her lips as she spoke. At the mention of a family he took her hand to his lips and kissed it all over, then pressed it to his cheek. "I'd love a family. I'd love to have you be the mother of my child." He smiled, "And you do not have to worry about the Westridge Guards. This ring that I gave to you on our wedding day will replace all those guards."

Des smiled softly to him and cradled his face with the palm of her free hand. Her gaze meeting his in a loving embrace of it's own filled with emotions that spoke with words much deeper than those voiced aloud in the gentle summer sunlight. Her voice was hushed now, almost reverent in tone, as she replied finally figuring out what he was trying to tell her. "My wedding ring is more than just a symbol of your vows to me isn't it? It is set-spelled to protect me by taking me to you or bringing you to me isn't it Beloved? You are now truly always with me whether I can see you with my waking eyes or not, are you not? We are in fact one being at all times now."

He nodded. "That's right, sweetheart." He removed the ring from her and showed her the elfin writing on the inside. Over an over was repeated the word, Detholalle. "There is just one word worked into the ring. The word means, 'Your choice'. Thulin Nel has endowed this ring with incredible magic." He put it back on her finger. "Just squeeze the ring in your hand and make a choice. The magic can do three things. It can bring me to you. I can take you to me. Or it will transport you to whatever place we are calling home. It will be your choice. Just make a choice in your mind."

Des gasped as tears sprang to her eyes and she made a wild grab for the ring. "I can't believe you just did that! Oh my God no!! Give it back and put it back on quickly! Now we are going to have to get someone to marry us all over again!"

He smiled and put it back on her finger. "No we don't, baby. Even if the ring were lost or stolen or your finger was cut off, nothing would stop us from being married. This is just a symbol of what's inside our hearts. It reflects our love as a mirror reflects our face. Yet if the mirror is removed, we don't lose our face, do we? You trust me?"

"You don't never, ever, never take off your wedding ring Babe once you put it on that is sacred! It is like big bad luck to take them things off." She held the precious ring and her hand to her heart and looked at him imploringly trying to get him to understand what she was saying and how she was feeling. "Yes, I do trust ya. It is a symbol but it is important that it stays right here all the time forever and always and two days no matter what it must not come off."

He just smiled. "Okay, sweetheart. It stays forever and always and two days, just as our love will be. But did you understand what I said...how the ring works?"

She calmed down considerably as he smiled and appeared to understand how important it was to her that she keep the ring on at all times no matter what. Des scooted over and snuggled up to his side in her favorite snuggling position with one arm around his waist, her head on his shoulder and the other hand resting palm flat on his chest. "I chose if I go to where you may be at any given moment or if you come to where I am or if I go to where we are living when I am in danger or need help. Right Babe?"

He smiled and nodded. "That's exactly right, my love." He laid her back on the blanket and looked down into her eyes, his long dark hair cascading down in soft waves. "I'll never leave you....not ever." His mouth lowered to hers.

Heaven was the only word she could find to describe what it was like to be in his arms and that was where she was at the moment and even that word was too paltry to fit. Soft lips parted as they met his in a loving kiss that invited him to linger and explore as he wished. Her hands smoothed the length of his back then came to rest on his shoulders.

Time drifted by as they kissed and made love, ate and then kissed again. They had fallen asleep upon the blanket as they laid in the afternoon sun. It was getting dark when they awoke and realized that the day was spent. "We should be getting back, my love."

Tera Destre

Date: 2006-06-27 01:26 EST
A Majestic Evening

Des sat in the bottom of the boat between Gav's feet as he effortlessly rowed them back toward the hunting lodge they were calling home during their honeymoon. The first evening stars were peeking through the darkening blue of the skies and small creatures were making their way back to their burrows as her gaze traveled along the shore taking in the scenery.

She kept her voice quiet almost as though not to disturb the beauty of their surroundings. "Babe I'm not sure that I really want to go back to town anymore to live. After being here and seeing this beautiful country that is your home, and now mine, I am finding it harder and harder to go back." Her words were a bit hesitant as she wasn't certain quite how he would take this.

She didn't want to upset him as they both had so many dear friends there and she knew they would miss them dearly if they never went back, that wasn't what she meant at all. "I mean I don't think I want to like *live* there all the time anymore like we have been. It is all crowded and it smells nasty. The crime rate is horrid and I don't want to raise no family there."

He listened and smiled as the soft "clop" sound of the oars entering the water was the only sound that the passing of the boat was making in the midst of the sounds of nature - a turtle ducking under water, the peeper beginning their songs, and the birds settling in to their special tree places for the evening.

When Des finally spoke, she echoed his thoughts completely. "I know what you mean, my love. I'm also concerned that our little place on Cranapple is neither large enough nor safe enough for raising a family. We do have the grand palace in Westridge City, but if we live there we're always going to be hassled with affairs of state and all the regalia. It's nice for a visit, but I would prefer that we spent most of our time elsewhere."

Des half turned with an arm resting on one hard muscled thigh of his and looked up to his handsome face with a smile as she found that their thoughts were the same. She loved this man so very much and her heart soared with happiness to know that he was as happy away from the city as she was. "I did see that place over across town that is just a block or so from the Inn but just off the water and it has walls around it Babe so it would be safer I'm thinking and it is quite grand. Lots of rooms and there are gardens outside and it even has a fountain in the gardens! We could have guests stay if we wanted to and I'm sure I wouldn't notice them there servant type people that are always following us around now days Babe. You know them ones that are always fetching and totin' for us."

He smiled and leaned over and kissed Des on her hair. He loved her so much that at times he thought his heart would surely burst from lack of sufficient room to contain all that love. "You know, my darlin', that sounds perfect. When we finally do get back to the city, let's take a look at it."

He continued to row, and since they were now heading upstream, the effort was greater and the going was slower. Night was descending upon them and it was growing very dark, but his Elven eyesight and hearing served him well in navigating the river. "I have another idea, my love. You may not like it, and if not, just tell me. What would you say if we made Pine Ridge our home in Westridge. If this place in RhyDin city is indeed safe, I will ask Thulin Nell to establish a portal between this castle and that new place in RhyDin. Then the two places will be linked. What do you think? Does that sound good?"

The smile already in place grew in brilliance to radiance and she stretched upwards so that soft curves molded to hard planes as he rowed causing him to have to pause in his efforts to bring them back to their current home. Slender yet strong arms slipped around his neck as the cowgirl captured his lips with her own in a fierce kiss of excited joy that plundered for several moments before she let him up for air by easing her lips from his leaving them only a heartbeat from his as she spoke, "I do so love ya Gav, but this is a gift beyond words. I think we should buy the new place and make this here place our home here in Westridge and yup let Thulin link them up nice and neat for us please Babe."

The rowboat nearly tipped with Des' exuberance, but Gavilean loved it. He loved her kisses and her excitement, and it made him chuckle against her lips. "So, just so I really understand this....is that a 'yes'?"

Tera Destre

Date: 2006-06-27 01:27 EST
She laughed and kissed him again passionately for several more delightfully sensually drugging minutes as the row boat drifted back the way they had come downstream. "Never doubt my kisses mean yes Babe. I love the place where we are stayin' and am so happy that you want to call it our home instead of that huge castle in the city proper. That place is real nice though now don't get me wrong Babe. I really like it and all but dang nab it it is *big* and I just about got lost when we was last there. I had to get one of them there servant type people we have now to take me back to the kitchen so that I could get me a cup of coffee because I didn't want to ask them to bring me one. Well they didn't like that much but they saw things my way and they finally took me there. But it didn't sit too well with that kitchen lady ya know Babe. Anyhow I really do like this here smaller place and want it to be our home here."

If the boat would have continued to drift in the right direction, he would have made love with Des again right there in the boat. She had that effect upon him. One look at her and he wanted her. Just a wink from her eye would have him melting. He was sure that there was nothing that she would ask for that he wouldn't grant if it were in his power to do so. "Okay, it's settled! Provided, of course, that we both like this new estate that you discovered. As soon as we get back we'll have a look at it."

She reluctantly released him as the cool blanket of nightfall began to surround them. Her smile one of contentment and bliss. Des couldn't have asked for a more perfect man to share her life with she felt certain. They seemed to agree on most everything even when she was just certain he would have an opposing point of view he surprised her with feeling the same way she did.

Her worries about not wanting to live full time in RhyDin taken off her shoulders was a blessing and had her resting her cheek to his thigh and smiling radiantly as she wrapped her arms around his leg in a hug of sorts then settled in for the rest of the trip back. "That sounds wonderful to me Babe. I took the liberty of getting a set of keys to it cause I was pretty determined to show it to ya." The tone of her voice was full of mischief now.

He looked down upon her with a raised brow. "It appears my queen already has the situation well in hand. I'm so glad we don't have to track down the keys." He wouldn't let her see him smile. Gav was feeling the effort of all the rowing by the time they made it back to the shore. It wasn't exactly the same location, but close enough. Right now he was willing to have his feet do a bit more walking to give his arms a bit less rowing. There was a large boulder near the shore and several smaller ones. Reeds grew up near the stones.

Gav stood and put his left hand on the boulder while helping Des up with his right hand. "Okay, Babe...be careful here. It's dark and I don't want you getting all wet." What he hadn't counted on was that the current would pull the boat a little downstream as they were getting ready to disembark. Soon Gav was reaching further and further to hold onto the rock. Then, as Des was about to step to the shore, Gav was too off balanced and the boat tipped. They were tossed into the stream.

"Eeep!" Then a gurgle as she went under with a loud splash into the sun-warmed yet chilly water of the stream. Des came up spluttering but laughing merrily while pushing sopping wet hair from her eyes. "Babe!! I was being careful! What happened here with the gentlemanly stuff that they teach all them there Kings about helping Queens so as this here stuff don't happen to 'em?"

Tera Destre

Date: 2006-06-27 01:28 EST
He popped up next to her in the water and watched the boat drift downstream. He pushed back his wet hair and laughed. "I'm sorry, darlin'. I guess I was getting in trouble the day they taught how to help a queen out of a row boat." He took her into his arms and braced his feet against some submerged boulders within that six-foot deep water. "Well, this isn't so bad now, is it." Her soaked shirt clung to her curves so nicely, and even in the dark that did not go unnoticed by him.

Des was still laughing merrily as she wrapped her arms around his neck and both legs around his waist as there was no way she could touch the bottom in this deep water. Not that she minded one bit as she snugged herself right up against him as close as two bodies could possibly be and still have clothing between them.

All those soft feminine curves molding perfectly against his sculpted, granite-like, masculine frame as she tipped her head back and grinned mischievously to him. "Nope this here ain't bad at all Babe. Matter of fact I'm starting to think I might have ya dump me out of a row boat on a regular like basis."

"Oh? And just want are we going to do when we are scaring the bejeebers out of the frogs and turtles?" he whispered softly as his mouth kissed her wet cheek and his hand moved to where her breasts were pressing against him.

A little sigh of delight passed lips that longed to be kissed as they curved upwards in a smile while she replied in a sultry whisper, "They ain't gonna care Babe. But if ya are feeling modest on me I got the cure for that.... A few kisses and I'm thinking ya ain't gonna care where we are."

His lips moved to hers as his hand released the buttons on her shirt. "I guess the residents of this stream are just going to have to close their eyes," he said softly against her lips as his hand caressed her ample breasts.

Nimble fingers rapidly undid his shirt in return all the better to skate over the warm skin over the muscles she so adored tracing with loving touches that rambled here and there on a whim. She leaned back slightly in the cool water enjoying the shivery contrast between it and his touch on her skin. "I love the way you feel when I touch ya. You have the best chest I have ever seen Babe. And your shoulders... mmm... mmm... mmmm... "

He grinned, "My chest is nothing compared to yours, my love." He held her to himself, chest to chest, flesh to flesh as he kissed her deeply and combed his fingers through her wet hair. This couldn't be a more perfect honeymoon, and he couldn't have a more perfect wife. The flowing water was rapidly cooling their body temperatures, and when the kiss finally ended he whispered with shivering lips, "Why don't we continue this is bed, my cute little turtle."

"Awww. That is so sweet!" She chuckled warmly at the endearment loving it as he said it and loving him more with every moment it seemed like. Every day was brand new with him and each thing they did together was fun in her eyes. Des nodded as she stole one more kiss from those lucuious lips of his before answering. "I would pounce ya anywhere ya wanted me to love mine. Your wish is my command!" Her tone was playful but her words were the honest truth all he would ever have to do is say what he wanted or wished and she would move heaven and earth, walk through the fires of hell to get it for him. Nothing would stop her from making sure that anything her beloved Gavilean wanted or needed he would have if there was any way possible.

"You are too good to me, Des. How can one man be so blessed? I can't even fathom it." With that he picked her up into his arms and carefully walked out of the water and up the path. It was now totally dark except for the brilliant stars that flashed through the cover of the trees overhead. Gavilean kept Des in his arms, for without the Elven vision it would have been impossible to discern the path. In a few minutes they were at the front of their new home. He set her down and began to button her wet shirt. "I suspect the servants will be up and waiting for us, and complaining about the dinner getting cold."

Des crinkled her nose as she shivered in a chilly clothes and night air. She stayed close to his warmth and eyed the front door balefully at the mention of their loyal servants. "I ain't never gonna get used to them Babe. I know I got to try but dang nab it they is everywhere and yet they is nowhere all at the same time. They are so good to us and I just ain't used to being able to pull on a rope thing and get whatever I want whenever I want it without havin' to get it myself."

He grinned, "I'll tell you what. When we settle into our new home in RhyDin, we'll just have guards at the gate, a servant to clean, and a gardener; because I know how you hate to cut grass." He gave her a wink. We'll do all our own cooking. It'll be like they're not even there. How's that?" They walked into the castle and sure enough, the servants were there and bossy as anything, telling them, "Your Majesties! Just look at ye two! Thank heavens ye be safe, but ye get right on up to thy room an' get out of those wet clothes before ye catch a death on yer honeymoon!"

Her Majesty glanced to His Majesty and burst into giggles as the servants began chiding them mercilessly. She grabbed his hand and grinned to their staff. "Now now y'all a little water never hurt anyone and I sure enough ain't gonna catch cold. I come from heartier stock than that on the farm y'all. No need to worry we'll just be headin' on off to our room now and y'all can send us something hot to drink all right folks?"

"Of course, Your Majesty," the maid said with a bow and a smile. Gavilean took Des by the hand and led her up to their suite. The day would end as it began - enjoying each other to the fullest.