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he moves behind her quickly, forgetting his half packed bag on the bed. she had told him to pack weeks ago but between patrol and getting ready for the wedding he hadn’t found time. now, he wished he had so as not to be distracted from looking at her today. he felt like he couldn’t keep his eyes off of her - his bella, his one true love. with his eyes back on her like they belong he smiles, beginning to help with the buttons on her dress and attempting not to get carried away in the act of undressing her. he had to remind himself that billy would be back from the reception clean up any second .. that they might be overheard ..
‘wife, wife, wife.’ he mummers along with her, biting his lip as the first few buttons come undone. deciding to go even farther and tease her as much as she’s teasing him the boy leans in, one hand able to deftly get to a few more buttons as the other encircles her waist. his lips are at her ear, breath moving tendrils of her hair that are hanging from the style she had managed for the festivities. ‘i think i like the idea of you in a bikini way more than some boring tower in paris.’ he tells her, lips moving to press against the hollow under her ear.
a few more buttons and her dress is ready to come off but he stays where he is moving lips from her ear to the side of her neck, following a simple line there and speaking against her skin when he can. ‘of course.. i’d love to see you in pretty much anything.’ a wicked grin, another kiss. ‘or nothing.’
bella loved the feeling of his warm fingers brushing over her back. it sent tingles down her spine. she leaned into him a little, but was trying her best not to get carried away, and she knew the closer she got to him, the more she’d want to drop this dress and pull herself to him. to do all the things that were stereotypical of a newlywed couple on the night of their wedding. to say she was eager to get him totally alone would be an understand. if she knew they weren’t going to be interrupted tonight, she’d already have given into her desires, but alas. her new father-in-law could walk in at any moment.
she loves the sound of him calling her his wife. this is the start of the rest of their lives and she's so excited for it. ❝ they say it's the city of love, ❞ she says, a little breathlessly, a smirk of a smile on her lips. ❝ but i think that's wherever you are. ❞ she finishes, turning in his arms so she can press a kiss to his lips. her dress is hanging loosely off her shoulders.
❝ nothing, huh? well... you know, i wasn't able to fit a bra under this dress. ❞ she teases, reaching up to slide one side of her dress over to reveal a bare shoulder where a bra strap might usually be. ❝ i'll probably have to steal one of your t-shirts because after being in this all day, i'd rather be comfortable than try to put something of mine on to travel in. bras, ick. ❞
she couldn't wait to get to their hotel room and just be alone with her new husband. to get to revel in their newlywed status and have time to themselves before they had to get back to real life.












