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Post by Evangeline Dubois on Mar 25, 2011 11:28:08 GMT -6
Eva walked through the doorway tiredly once one of the Frost's servants showed them to the room, a hand resting on the small of her back. She was nearly six months into the pregnancy, and with that came the pains of pregnancy. She never even got this far with her first litter of pups with Rourke. She lost them before she even finished her first trimester. So naturally, she wasn't accustomed to all the changes her body was making. She didn't think she would ever get used to the kicks and jabs to her belly and ribs though. She could have sworn the pups were having kick boxing matches in there. Chocolate eyes widened as her eyes took in the luxuriously decorated suite. It was beautiful with all the deep, dark blues. It reminded her of looking up at the sky on a moon lit night. She turned to Raphael, smiling warmly as she set her carry on bag in a chair gently. "This is so beautiful, mon amour." She murmured softly in that smooth, smokey Cajun accent of hers. She looked around again as she ran her fingers along some of the drapes of a near by window. They had a gorgeous view from their living room. It overlooked the courtyard gardens. She couldn't wait to see the rest of the suite. She turned back to Raphael, grimacing a little as she felt that sharp stab of pain in her back. "I believe you promised me a bubble bath, oui?" She asked playfully, bobbing her eyebrows gently for a moment. That sounded like a fantastic plan as a matter of fact. It would help to make her aching feet and back to feel better. Something she could definitely use.
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Post by Raphael Nahimana on Mar 25, 2011 11:43:52 GMT -6
Tired, Raphael was most definitely tired after that four hour flight. He willingly followed one of the frost's servants. On the way he took in the everything from the people that passed them in hall to paintings that hung proudly on the wall. Imprinting this upon his memory, he would be easily able to find their room, when he left to speak to Lord Frost.
Crossing the threshold of the suite, the normally quiet wolf was make speechless. The suite was something he was not excepting, it was various shades of dark blue mimicking the nights' sky. Eva took the words out of his mouth, this room was indeed beautiful. "You are right my dear, this room is just beautiful" He responded, watching the servants placing the rest of their luggage in the other room. The chest was something he had prepared for his beloved, a secret gift that he hoped she would like.
Her accent still sent a spark of desire up his spine every time he heard it. "I believe I did Eva" He said, chuckling softly remembering the promise he had made to her on the plane.
"However I have yet to give you my secret present" He reminded her, until now he had been tight lipped about the chest. Once briefly mentioning it once when they had boarded the private jet. It was probably still playing upon her mind what was inside. It was time for her to find out what he had placed inside for her.
He turned to the servant, they stood by the door waiting to either be sent away or given another order. The master had given very clear orders, remain until they tell you to leave. "Could you please run a bath for Lady Eva" The order was simple and direct. The servant nodded before heading towards the bathroom which was connected to the bedroom.
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Post by Evangeline Dubois on Mar 25, 2011 12:23:49 GMT -6
Eva grinned softly as she stood in front of me. "Oh, my... yes. How could I forget about the mysterious chest?" She asked with a teasing grin as she brushed her lips over his tenderly. She was very eager to see what was in the hulking chest. She glanced to it as the servants carried it into their bedroom. He only briefly mentioned it on the plane, about halfway through the flight and she was now just dying to see what exactly it was he had in the mysterious chest. She looked back to him with a soft smile, stroking a hand along his jaw.
"Why don't you show me what treasure's you've been keeping from me, mon loup?" She asked softly as she pressed as close to him as her swelling belly would allow. She was at that point where she couldn't really see her toes when she looked straight down. That time where she started to grow nervous of every little thing she wasn't sure of about the pregnancy. She winced a little as she felt what she thought was a foot jab against the wall of her womb. "Ugh... I swear... they're going to take after you." She teased softly, grinning up at him. "Rowdy bunch of a little crottes de nez." She murmured as she laid a hand on her belly, feeling the light nudge of a foot against where her hand laid in answer.
"Do you think the King will ask for a paternity test for the case?" She asked lightly. She worried about that a little. There were more risks to taking a paternity test during the pregnancy than there was to wait till they were born. She would rather just wait if Vaan really wanted a paternity test. She didn't intend to get one unless she had to. It was already agreed that she and Rafe would raise the pups together as if they were his. Why take a paternity test if that was the case?
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Post by Raphael Nahimana on Mar 25, 2011 13:29:28 GMT -6
Ah to feel her lips against his once again was simply delicious. He had to control and force back down the urge to throw her onto thier new bed, ravish her until the early hours of the morning. However she wanted to know what was in the chest. Rapheal was going to have to a cold shower before meeting the king later tonight.
"Of course my dear" was all he said as he made his way over to the chest, kneeling in front of it. His hands gripped at the lid, slowly lifting it to reveal what lay inside. Once he was standing, Raphael moved against to let her see his gift to her.
A smile spread across his lips at the very mention of the pups. It was hard not be happy during a moment like this. To the father to the pups was something he was looking forward to even if he was not the biological father, he was still going to be there. "I can hope not" He started, laughing at the thought of the pups being like him, mini emotionally hurricanes. "It would be chaos Eva"
Would the King ask no demand to know the true paternity of the pups? That was something even he did not know. "I don't know Eva" He sincerely told her "You are going to have to ask him" Most likely the King would summon her soon, like he had summoned him the moment they had arrived.
A letter had been placed in his hands when they had arrived at court. The royal seal staring straight back up at him. "I could ask for you as I am to meet him this evening" He said pulling the letter from his jacket pocket, holding it out for her to take.
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Post by Evangeline Dubois on Mar 25, 2011 13:59:41 GMT -6
She smiled brightly, watching as he opened up the chest. She peered in and let out a gasp of surprise before reaching in and pulling out a beautiful formal wear dress that was just a little scandalous by the appearance of it. She grinned up at him, as she carefully placed it back into the chest and looked over the boxes of what she assumed was jewelry. "Rafe... how... how did you know my size?" She asked gently as she stood, studying a gorgeous necklace made from opals. It was beautiful. And her favorite. She wasn't sure if she'd told him that or not.
She grinned at him as she put the necklace on, enjoying the way it clung to her neck just right. Almost like a collar, but it was much more complimentary to her than those hideous collars. She chuckled and shook her head. "You think I don't already know that, mon amour? I'm the one walking around with them kickboxing inside of me constantly." She said teasingly as she took one of his hands and laid it where the most activity was so he could feel just how rowdy his pups were being.
She studied the letter for a moment thoughtfully before shaking her head gently. "No. I will not worry about it unless he asks me to." She murmured softly as she leaned into him, fingering the necklace she wore. She looked back up to him, smiling faintly. She didn't think he would. She hoped anyways though. She didn't see how it would be relevant to her case. Well... okay, maybe she did, but that shouldn't matter any. Vaan was against the enslavement of lycans. She knew that. How could he allow her to continue wearing those awful collars she tucked away into her carry on bag the second they were off Lucian's estate.
She ditched them of course. She wasn't sure if Johnathan had them bugged or not, and she didn't intend to take any chances. As far as she knew, he had no idea where the Lycan Court was.
"I suppose I'll take my bubble bath while you talk with the King. I was hoping you would join me though."
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Post by Raphael Nahimana on Mar 25, 2011 14:19:49 GMT -6
It wasn't easy trip to the local town when he had been back on Lord Yale's estate. He was man shopping for his lover, finding the right dress in the right style and size was rather tricky. Isda had been an angel sent from heaven. The omega managed to find out the right size and picked the perfect dress.
"I will admit that I had help" He admitted to his lover, this was something he was not afraid to say. I can't pick the right kind of clothes so I asked someone to help. The necklace was something different altogether "You remember that time before Pocket figured us out" It was a simpler time for the both of them "When we went into the town together" He reminded her, the trip was a blessing in disguise as it had given them time alone together.
To see her without the collars was how it was meant to be. Eva was a beauty but she looked soo much happier without those collars wrapped around her petite neck. Raphael willingly let her take his hands, place it upon her pregnant belly. It was a shock to feel the life within her. Each time was special for him, it made it more real for the beta wolf. "Maybe but they will calm down eventually, they are tell you they love thier mommy" It was his way for trying to comfort her, his lover felt every kick, every movement they made. Sometimes he wished that he could trade places with her even for a day.
"I still have time" He hinted "I have to wait for the servant to come knocking" Raphael was not going to pass up the bath with his lover, they both needed this. He needed to relax in the warm water with her bare form in his arms.
"I don't think the King will mind if I spend some time with my beloved" Well he hoped that the king didn't mind. He could imagine the servant barging in impatiently, after waiting too long to find the pair of them, naked and wet. It would be interesting way to start life here at Court.
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Post by Evangeline Dubois on Mar 25, 2011 14:45:11 GMT -6
She smiled brightly, having to think for a moment to rememer that trip. It was the only trip to town they took together, alone. She remembered that. "We stopped in front of that jewelry store." She murmured softly as her fingers traced along the sparkling white gems softly. She remembered now. There was this gorgeous opal necklace sitting in one of the display windows. It looked a lot like this one actually. She must have really been making goo goo eyes at it if he remembered it that well. "Thank you, Rafe." She murmurs as she brushes a tender kiss over his lips. "And I hope you told Isda thank you for her help." She grinned playfully. She knew the help was Isda. She was a serious shopper and a great stylist.
Once Pocket found out about Eva and Rafe sneaking around behind his back, he would let anyone other than Rafe to take Eva to town so her and Isda went shopping together on a regular basis.
She nuzzled his shoulder lightly as she laid a hand over his, wincing as she felt a foot thump against a rib. She had to admit, as much as she enjoyed knowing the pups were well by their movements, she didn't appreciate their kick boxing matches they constantly seemed to have in there. "No, they're probably already fighting over who will be the first born." She grinned softly, stroking her thumb along his knuckles for a moment. "I was reading that they can hear now. They can hear my breathing and my heartbeat, and they can hear me talking to you." She smiled warmly as her other hand lifted to stroke along his cheek tenderly. "And if you put your mouth right up to my belly, they can hear you."
She grinned softly, chuckling slightly. "Oh indeed. I'm sure he takes his time enjoying whatever female company he has when he has it." She said calmly as she dismissed the servants once they came in to inform her that the tub was ready. She slowly guided the way, walking backwards while her fingers began the process of undressing him on their trek to the bubble bath. "If worse comes to worse his servant will just find us in the tub while you give me a foot massage." She smiled teasingly as she pressed a kiss to his lips.
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Post by Raphael Nahimana on Mar 25, 2011 15:18:42 GMT -6
Oh how he had enjoyed that trip but now, they could spend as much time as they wanted together. He nodded as he remembered when she had stopped in front of the jewerelly store, her hands planted firmly upon the glass with her eyes locked upon what lay behind the clear surface. " I remember the look in your eyes as you stared at the opals" He informed her, it was sight worth seeing as it gave him an insight in what stones she liked.
"I did thank her" Isda was rather clingy, always attached to his arm or side like glue. When Eva arrived on the scene everything changed. They went from awkward friends to almost brother and sister in how they acted and spoke to one another.
The very thought they could hear him, well it surprised him. He was curious at what they had heard either one of them say. "That is wonderful Eva" He exclaimed at the thought of speaking to 'his' pups. He could read them stories when they were laying in bed, greet them when the sun awoke him. The possiblities were endless!
Eva was right, Vaan was a known womanizer. The man already had two sons from different lovers. Not only that he had heard that a mistress warmed the king's bed every other night. "I would be careful when mingling love, I hear the King already has a mistress" He started "She is not meant to be most welcoming Lady here at court" He warned, the whispers spoke of a jealous woman trying to keep the King's interest but how much longer would it last?
Once the servants were gone, Raphael followed his lover in the direction of the bathroom. His own nimble fingers removing her clothes as they crossed the distance to the bathroom. Clothes littered the room, a trail behind them. "No if I lock the door" that was what he was going to do. They deserved some privacy to enjoy eachother's company. He eagerly returned the kiss, deepening it as his lips moved against her red ruby lips.
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Post by Evangeline Dubois on Mar 25, 2011 15:49:46 GMT -6
She smiled faintly as she stroked her finger over the necklace. "They're my favorite. My parents used to get me opal jewelry every year for my birthday since I was ten." She said softly as she trailed her fingers down her collar for a moment before grinning up at him. "They've always reminded me of the stars. The way the white ones are so plain and yet sparkle all manner of colors." She murmured softly, meeting his gaze.
She could be lost forever in those gorgeous green eyes of his. They were as entrancing as the opals that hung around her neck. She grinned as they slowly made their way to the bathroom, dropping an article of clothing here. Another there. One of her shoes shortly after, then the other
She shook her head softly. "I have no interest in the King, amour. Not when I have a very fine example of the male of the species right here in front of me, half naked." She grinned as she stood there, dressed in nothing save her simple, black cotton hipster panties. She would have worn something a little more frilly, but lately she was more fore comfort than frill. Her comfy undies were somewhat cute at least. She grinned and pressed a kiss over his lips tenderly before slipping out of the panties and slowly gliding into the large, luxurious tub with a little grin that pretty much screamed "come hither."
"I suppose you should lock that door then."
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Post by Raphael Nahimana on Mar 26, 2011 15:21:35 GMT -6
He listened to every word that left her mouth, processing the information in his mind. Opals held special memories for his lover, he was going to make sure what it remained that way. It was a link to the past and hopefully also to the future, their future. "I want to carry on with this tradition my darling" He told her, his words were heartfelt and he wanted to always make her happy and if this simple gesture did so then he would repeat it again and again celebrating every day they spent together.
"I wasn't talking the King Eva" His tone no longer was playful instead it was serious "We need to hold the King's attention whilst not attract the jealous gaze of his mistress" Raphael had to tell her now before she meet the Mistress Adrienne who was nothing more than a gold digging snake in the grass. "She is a jealous, sharp tongued woman who loved nothing more to destroy her rivals even if they don't desire to be one of the Vaan's lovers" Every word he spoke was the truth, the worried beta wanted to prepare his darling Eva for the vile and terrible nature of court and the courtiers that came with it.
Once he was done with his rant, his gaze took in her almost naked form. The tense, serious expression upon his face melted away. It was replaced by desire, love and lust all of this beautiful woman that stood him. The simple, tender kiss she placed made him melt where he stood. Oh the effect she had on him!
Quickly he turned on his heel, facing the door. His hand pushed the door closed, locking it not long after. Still dressed in his trousers, he turned back around, slowly he made his approach much like a predator stalking his prey. His fingers made quick work of his belt, the buttons soon followed. Pushing down the material when the lycan was next to the bath. One leg slipped out soon followed by the other. The only thing Raphael never wore was underwear, too tight and constricting for his liking.
"You look divine Eva, I feel like I should be on my knees worshiping you" He complimented, romance was not his strong suit but over the last fews months he learned and improved, tailoring his words, emotions and actions just for her. "Our bath awaits"
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Post by Evangeline Dubois on Mar 26, 2011 16:08:48 GMT -6
She watched him, brown eyes meeting his gaze as he turned from the door and slowly stalked towards her as if he were on a hunt. And she was the prey. A slow, easy grin quirked across her lips before disappearing. She watched intently as his hands reached to his pants and he began finishing the process of undressing. He knew how to get her all riled up, and he had to have known he was doing just that. He knew just how to get her started, and being pregnant only got going all the more easily because of the hormones.
She was too tired for sex though. At least the type of sex they usually had. They were usually much more feral and wild in their love making, but if she was feeling tired, he was usually much more tender with her. She watched him intently, licking her lips softly.
She grinned and waited for him to join her before slowly slipping into his lap, her back resting against his hard, strong body. She let out a soft sigh of delight, stroking a hand along his arm tenderly. "And here I was thinking I would get on my knees so I could 'worship' you." She looked up to him over her shoulder with a mischievous grin. She lightly brushed some of the bubbles over his nose before looking out the window their luxurious tub sat in front of. She smiled, studying the beautiful tropical forest that their window over looked. "It's so beautiful here. It almost doesn't do maman's words justice." She murmured softly as she studied the oranging sky as the sun began to it's trek to the horizon.
She closed her eyes softly and laid her head back against his shoulder. "She used to tell me all sorts of stories from the court when I was little." She murmured tiredly as her hand laid over her belly at a sharp jab to her side.
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Post by Raphael Nahimana on Mar 26, 2011 16:37:28 GMT -6
The moment he had slipped into that warm water was sheer ecstasy. The water caressed every one of his aching muscles. This was not about sex, it was time to relax together before all hell broke lose. Tomorrow would be stressful for not just him. Raphael and Eva would be formally introduced to the King and their fight would start. The beta knew that it would be long, up hill battle for the two of them.
His arms wrapped slowly like two hungry snakes around her, holding her close, steadily in his lap. Time seemed to stop in his own personal slice of heaven, this relaxing atmosphere was everything he wanted, pictured his life with his mate to be like.
Everyday waking up with her feeling complete before the pups stormed into the room shattering the peace, only to replace it will life, sound and utter chaos. Now that Raphael could not deny that he was looking forward to.
"Tonight is about you, after all I promised to massage your feet" He added, reminding her of the promise he made to her when they were about to board the private jet sent from them. Laughing at her antics, he quickly returned fire picking up some bubbles of his own brushing them down the side of her face.
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His eyes turned, following her gaze to the window which overlooked the forest. This place was a paradise hidden from the world. "You are right, this place always is breathtaking no matter how many times you visit" The beta himself had only ever been here once before with his alpha. It had been a matter of importance but he knew very little.
Both the Lycan Lord and King had remained secretive. It was none of his business, Raphael had only been there to make sure his alpha was safe which he had. However that was years ago but to be back again with Eva, it would mean he would be able to finally explore the grounds.
"What would she tell you?" Raphael was curious what her mother was telling Eva. What tales was she telling the young girl as they laid in her bed, bright eyes staring up at her in awe and excitement. His own mother used to tell him and his cousins tales of Kings, Queens and all the wonder that went on. He was always on the edge of his seat, wanting more and more.
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Post by Evangeline Dubois on Mar 26, 2011 17:51:13 GMT -6
"Oh, I haven't forgotten." She grinned up at him with a playful smile. She most certainly did not forget about that. It was actually getting to the point where foot massages were a nightly routine. She usually handed over a bottle of peppermint oil or lotion to Rafe when he offered to give her foot messages. It was much more soothing to use lotion or oil when you had swollen, red, hurting ankles and feet. "But you didn't promise me a foot message. Remember?" She grinned up at him, laying her hands over his. She guided his hand to a spot where one of the pups were finding a rather kickable spot. Indeed. There had been promises of a full body massage if she wasn't mistaken. With emphasis on her feet and back. Yes. That's just want she needed, but the warm water that surrounded him at the moment helped to sooth her aches and pains.
She knew she would need to get all the rest she could now. The next few weeks would be busy and stressful. She understood that. She was going to have to keep as relaxed as possible for her and the pups' sakes. She didn't want to get overly stressed. It would not bode well for her or the pups. She refused to lose these pus. Not when she'd already lost one litter in the past.
She smiled softly, looking up to him from the sunlight that washed over them."Oh, she told me all the stories she grew up on in the court. Most of them revolved around King Marcus." She murmured softly "She told me the story of the Princess and the Servant all the time. " She murmured as she closed her eyes once more and shifted her head so that her cheek pressed against his shoulder gently. "I suspect she did a bit of editing to the end though. When I was older I think I started suspecting that the princess and the servant didn't live so happily ever after." She said softly as she looked back out over the forest, seeing a glimpse of a colorful flock of birds glide through the trees.
"Do you know how it really ended, mon guerrier?"
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Post by Raphael Nahimana on Mar 27, 2011 14:56:53 GMT -6
How could he forget? The very thought of giving his lover a full body massage, had him jumping up and down with excitement inside like a horny teenager. It had been become part of their daily routine. She would bring the oil, he would bring his 'healing hands' which would map out her curves and lines.
"It is pleasure" He was ready to begin, all he needed was the oil or lotion which always could be used for other purposes whenever she felt ready. Her comfort was everything to him, the beta would never do anything that her uncomfortable in any shape or form.
After all Eva and the pups were his world, his light in the his ever dark world.
Who didn't know about the iconic King Marcus, Marcus the brave Marcus the brilliant. He was the king that changed everything. He was the first who brought other races into court, into key positions like his chaplain and Chancellor. Raphael had never met the man but his grandparents had. His Nana had overly enthusiastic told him about the man, who eyes she got lost in they were like intense pools of ice which seemed to penetrate your soul if he even looked in your direction.
He questioned his Nana often asking if she had an affair with the great revolutionary king but she just laughed, brushing her young grandson off. To this day the beta still had no answer to that question so he could only wonder.
His eyes widened in surprise. The princess and the servant? Her mother had told her THAT story. Raphael was definitely shocked, the original story was not something a young pup should hear. It was full of violence, intense lust and love and the ending was not happy oh no it was completely the opposite. "You are right, I believe your mother changed it for very good reasons" he gently answered.
Taking a deep breath, his eye closed for a moment as he remembered the iconic story. Images passed through his mind like a movie playing on the silver screen in his head. "You wish to know, so I will tell you" he remarked knowing that he could easily sugar coat the story, hide the true ending but alas Raphael found it hard to lie to his beloved.
"You know that they were discovered by a servant" He started slowly "Well the princess soon discovered she was pregnant, she was over the moon at the gift she had received from the mother goddess" He continued, his eyes opened again "Her father soon discovered what had occurred between his daughter and a lowly servant. He was outraged alas he found them together wrapped up in each other. Using this to his advantage he violently attack aiming for his daughter" Untangling one of his arms, he rested a protective hand on her baby bump.
"You can imagine what he planned to do" He grimaced at the very thought of a father attacking his own flesh and blood in such a fragile state. "The strike never landed, instead her lover the servant threw himself in front of her. His claws ripped through with such ease. Her father threw his dying form aside like a rag not caring. He taunted his daughter, exiling her and the abomination that she carried inside of her.
She was left with him, they shared on last kiss but sadly he died in her arms" A tear broke free, sliding down his face "She buried him, swearing on the moon never to love again" He finished recoiling the sad tale but it held similarities with their own story he wished that it did not end so sadly for them.
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Post by Evangeline Dubois on Mar 27, 2011 16:25:18 GMT -6
She settled in, listening to him tell the true ending of the story to her. She knew that the ending was probably gruesome, and it did prove to be. She licked her lips as she stroked his hand tenderly. "At least she had a piece of him with her for the rest of her life." She murmured softly as she looked up to Rafe. She would not think about how that could very well happen to them. She didn't want to think about what would happen if Vaan didn't rule the case in her favor.
"I think it is safe to say that it's a good thing my mother did a bit of editing." She murmured softly, snuggling close to Rafe. She didn't think. She knew. Such stories were not something you told a little child. Not unless you did some extreme editing. "It's still my favorite story. She never did love again, and she always had a piece of him with her." She murmured softly as she stroked his hand softly. She let out a soft grunt as a foot lodged against her ribs for a moment. "What's your favorite story, mon loup?" She asked softly as she swirled her finger along his strong, comforting arm.
This is what she enjoyed. Just being alone with him. Being alone and talking while they enjoyed each other's company. It was soothing. And there were no expectations of sex or anything. Just each other's company.
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