A small, intricately crafted charm disguised as an earring woke Regina with a soft, musical chime that only she could hear. Immediately alert, she touched the stud and the sound stopped, leaving her to appreciate the warmth radiating from the gorgeous mate whose shoulder her head rested on.
Smiling into the velvety semi-darkness, she rolled away from Neil to her back but left her splayed palm against his stomach so not to wake him before time. With her free hand, she made a slow gesture then blew out a small lilac cloud toward her side of the bed. When the cloud cleared, it deposited a bucket of ice with a bottle of champagne and two crystal flutes on a small table within easy reach.
Another flicker of a gesture left her wearing nothing but a sheer black bodysuit with just enough embroidery to leave the best parts to the imagination. Like the gold and black nightgown she'd worn for him the first night, it was her own take on La Perla original (and this very early morning she wouldn't be thinking about when and how optimistic she'd been when she ordered the catalog). She didn't bother with snaps at the crotch because Neil, bless him, would tear or burn it off her if he wanted inside it.
The last touch on this private nameday celebration--theirs and theirs only (as Evie and Charlie had agreed to help out with Arya for the day), to greet the Sky Maker at his angriest, after enjoying waking up together, because she knew them--was the glow of candlelight from all sides of the room and lining the windows. Pleased with how it looked, and how she looked in that warm flickering light, she rolled back to him and rested her hand over his heart.
"Blessed nameday, Neil, my love," and waited for the summon-speaking of his name and the caress of her voice together to wake him fully.
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11/1 - an hour before dawn
Date: 2018-11-02 05:06 am (UTC)Smiling into the velvety semi-darkness, she rolled away from Neil to her back but left her splayed palm against his stomach so not to wake him before time. With her free hand, she made a slow gesture then blew out a small lilac cloud toward her side of the bed. When the cloud cleared, it deposited a bucket of ice with a bottle of champagne and two crystal flutes on a small table within easy reach.
Another flicker of a gesture left her wearing nothing but a sheer black bodysuit with just enough embroidery to leave the best parts to the imagination. Like the gold and black nightgown she'd worn for him the first night, it was her own take on La Perla original (and this very early morning she wouldn't be thinking about when and how optimistic she'd been when she ordered the catalog). She didn't bother with snaps at the crotch because Neil, bless him, would tear or burn it off her if he wanted inside it.
The last touch on this private nameday celebration--theirs and theirs only (as Evie and Charlie had agreed to help out with Arya for the day), to greet the Sky Maker at his angriest, after enjoying waking up together, because she knew them--was the glow of candlelight from all sides of the room and lining the windows. Pleased with how it looked, and how she looked in that warm flickering light, she rolled back to him and rested her hand over his heart.
"Blessed nameday, Neil, my love," and waited for the summon-speaking of his name and the caress of her voice together to wake him fully.