#imperiivm

❝ This might sound strange, but can I hide behind you for a moment? ❞

"Hm? Oh, sure," Ayesha replied, stepping in front of the woman right away. She knew this move — had done it herself a time or two when she was out alone and thought she felt unwelcome eyes on her. Only right to pay it forward.

The lump buried under the covers made a sound of disagreement. Jon had taken advantage of having the bed to himself to instinctively roll into a blanket burrito before dozing back off. Her scent of cold air and baked sweets together with the bitter burn of coffee roused him from deep sleep.

His head popped out of the blankets, dark hair mussed and bright eyes blurry. He looked sleepily over before dragging himself to the edge of the bed. One arm appeared and wrapped around her waist, pulling her close. His mouth found the skin between the waistband of her shorts and the hem of her top. He gently kissed and nibbled with a happy hum.

"Come back to bed, we can talk here." He nuzzled against her and inhaled deeply. "We just got engaged yesterday. Its too soon for anything serious." He gazed up at her from the bed.

Amongst the ambiance of the city in the morning, the sun peeks into the bedroom of one Chris Luna. While two familiars could be seen sound asleep in the living room, one could spot a trail of clothes leading to his bedroom. His morning is off to a great start, the light of his life currently in those large arms. Nose nuzzled into her neck before a kiss is delivered to its base.

Bonnie's hands rest in his.

"What's"

One kiss to her knuckles.

"Wrong."

A few kisses along her arm and her shoulder.

"With that?"

A chuckle leaves him as he presses a peck to her lips. In this moment, the fact he has to open Luna's nor is there any concern for the paper's he has to help grade. All that matters is his princess being in his arms.

"Did ya want another round? Or can I just keep covering you in kisses?"

“Mmm," Chris stirs awake, half lidded brown hues meeting Caillen's with a small smile. "Can you blame me?”

Even in his early morning daze, her beauty is as clear as day. The young witch could write monologues on the canvas that was the Queen of the Pride. Her fiery curls that rivaled the beauty of the sun. Further enhanced by the amethyst toned hues that he could lost in. Oh and her figure blessed by Gods.

"I shared an amazing night with a beauty," he chuckles as he props himself on his elbows.

The results of their passionate night decorate the broad frme that was his chest. Her claim etched right into his chest to match the reminders on his back. Most would fear the deep bite on their shoulder but for Chris? Just a further reminder of who held his heart.

A hand caresses her cheek, eyes lost in hers for an eternal moment. A brief glance at her lips before they have a impromptue meeting with his. That same hand resting on those curls before the need for air breaks their meeting.

"How'd you sleep? I didn't go overboard did I? I wanted to keep up since it's been awhile and I knew you might be in heat."

He blushes.

"Did ya want me to make breakfast?"

[TEXT -> Preciosa]: funny u didn't mind asking twice a few nights ago

[TEXT -> Preciosa]: maybe if you ask me in person ;)

[TEXT -> Preciosa]: you think im gonna argue with a goddess?

[TEXT -> Preciosa]: cause im not, ur wish is my command

[TEXT -> Preciosa]:

[TEXT -> sweet rose (Claudette]: YEAH!

[TEXT -> sweet rose (Claudette]: i mean yeah what’s up?

[TEXT -> sweet rose (Claudette]: did ya wanna hang out?

[TEXT -> sweet rose (Claudette]: the local movie theatre is having an exhibit on background paintings if ya wanna see that.

[TEXT -> sweet rose (Claudette]: no pressure

"Day-o, day-o, daylight come and me wan' go home..."

It's rather peaceful situation of Chris holding a sleeping Jessie, his voice a small whisper calming his son too sleep. Those soft brown hues looking at the latest addition to the Lunas. It's funny how it almost feels like getting a glimpse into the past. Both his and Bonnies.

At first glance, it's easy to see the Luna nose he's inherrited. But then at another angle, it's easy to see he has his mother's eye shape and her cheekbones. Chris can't help but chuckle at the way Jessie's hand wraps around his finger.

"Just like ya old man," Chris smiles though that anxious grimmace reaches his face.

A few downer thoughts hitting him as he gently rocks little Jessie to sleep. What if he's bad at being a parent? What if some Luna bullshit gets to him? What if he can't support him as a prince?

Just as his heart rate begins to speed up, he feels the calm wamrth of his loves lips against his nose. His eyes meet hers with a small smile.

"Hey, you. Must have a sixth sense when it comes to us," He chuckles as looks down at their son with a smile. "He's so chill. I'ts a little scary, sometimes."

Chris leans on his chair a bit.

"Were you a chill baby?"

I love weird< Bonnie I'm weird < Chris

Big spoon< Chris. Little spoon< Bonnie

I'm doing stuff< Chris I'm stuff< Bonnie

The Boss< Chris. The real Boss< Bonnie

Bonnie< Bonnie. Bonnie's problem<Chris

I come in peace< Chris. I'm peace< Bonnie

He's my sweet potato< Bonnie I yam!< Chris

I don't do matching shirts< Chris. But I do!<Bonnie

If lost, return to Chris< Bonnie I'm Chris< Chris

She's my soul mate< Chris I don't know him< Bonnie

I'm with creep> Bonnie. I'm with creepier < Chris

Certified silly Goose< Chris. Silly Goose wrangler < Bonnie

Wearing chapstick< Chris my back smells like chapstick< Bonnie

One lucky fisherman< Chris The biggest catch of his life< Bonnie

If drunk and passed out, return to Chris< Bonnie. I'm Chris, I'm drunk too, send help!< Chris