Simply Us

Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me, I am only borrowing them

Author’s note: This was the result of choosing a random pairing and writing prompt and attempting to make something work. I’d like to think I succeeded. 

Summary: Liam and Winifred enjoy a calm moment together during their honeymoon. 

Consciousness seeped into my being, a contented sigh escaping my throat. I unfurled myself from the curled ball I tended to sleep in, only to be met with a solid wall of warmth against my back.

“Good morning, my Queen,” a low voice whispered into my ear.

I rolled over to face the man beside me as his arm slid under the covers to wrap around my back, securing me in a loose embrace.

“Good morning, my King,” I responded, enjoying the sound of the title on my lips.

My King. My husband. After so many months of waiting, sneaking around, and fighting for our lives, our dreams had finally come true. He was mine and I was his. Star-crossed lovers and ill-fated heroes no more, our fairy tale courtship had come to a close.

Now we were living our happily ever after.

On this particular morning, my handsome King of a husband looked far from the dashing and dignified ruler he presented to the outside world. His thick dark hair, usually carefully combed and gelled, was mussed from sleep.  Equally dark stubble peppered his chin and jawline, the result of neglecting shaving for many days and something I would surely miss when we returned to reality in one short week. A speck of sleep gunk clung to inside corner of his right eye, which I gently brushed away.

Yes, he was not very regal looking at the moment, though not any less handsome or desirable. In fact, this time of day, the first few moments of waking and relishing in the feel of one another, had become one of my favorites in the few weeks since we’d married, simply for that fact. Now, lying in our bed with sleep still blurring his eyes, I saw the real Liam, the side of him I knew he saved only for me.

“I trust you slept well,” he said, placing a kiss to my forehead.

“Of course. I always do when you’re next to me.”

“As do I.” His lips found mine in a sweet unhurried kiss.

“What is on the agenda today?” I asked when we broke apart. “Sight-seeing in the city again, maybe another private museum tour? Oh! How about exploring the beach!  If it’s not raining again.” I snuggled closer against him while I prattled on, only to feel his early morning desire press against my thigh. “Unless of course you have something else in mind.” A wry smile spread across my lips and I found a similar one on Liam’s face when I glanced up at him again.

“Well it is our honeymoon, my love. We can do whatever you like. Though I have to admit, I would not mind staying in and exploring you for a while.” He punctuated his last words with feather light kisses down my neck.

A tidal wave of heated desire crashed over me. “I might be able to be persuaded to your way of thinking.”

Liam hummed against my neck before his lips lit tiny fires along my collar bone. His mouth moved over to my shoulder, his teeth dragging across my bare skin ever so gently. The hand which had been resting near the small of my back moved slowly over my thigh, his thumb tracing my hip bone before dipping under the hem of my lace panties.

Need pooled in my belly.

“Have I convinced you?” He murmured into my shoulder.

“Hmmm. Yes. As you always do,” I said allowing myself to melt into him as his fingers began to caress me.

Yes, this was definitely my favorite part of the day. And while we’d soon be forced to go back to reality and the ever pressing responsibilities of being the leaders of an entire kingdom, I could only hope we would bring this back with us-  quiet moments in which we were not a King and Queen, but simply Liam and Winifred.

Simply us.

-The End