Moving Day (for dontthinkabout)

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Ariadne knew that the day all their new furniture got delivered to the condo would be busy - she'd done her best to time all the delivery arrivals so that there wouldn't be too much of a clusterfuck, but inevitably there were about three trucks parked on the street at any given time.

And she had a lot of burly delivery men to direct.

"Master bedroom, please," she said firmly to one group, then turned to another couple of guys, who were hauling her drafting table. "Careful with that, please take it to the breakfast nook, that space to the back of the kitchen with all the windows. Thanks..."

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[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

Taking her dish and glass, he rinsed and placed them in the dishwater. After drying his hands, he turned to face Ariadne, took her chin between his thumb and pointer finger, and leaned down to kiss her.

[chesstotem]

She smiled into the kiss, arms sliding around his neck. "Welcome home, Arthur."

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

He smiled down at her as his arms wrapped firmly around her waist. “It’s good to be home.”

[chesstotem]

"I'm glad you think so," she murmured. "Now, are you going to make love to me, or what?"

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

“Yes. Yes, I am.” Effortlessly, he lifted her up around his hips and walked up the stairs to their bedroom.

[chesstotem]

She laughed, holding onto him tightly, even though she knew he'd never drop her in a million years. "You're so strong," she teased. "Very sexy."

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

“And you’re so light.” He bent his head and kissed the side of her neck as he kicked the door open. Gently, he set her down on the bed.

[chesstotem]

"I know, I'm practically a munchkin," she joked, rolling her eyes and tugging him down with her. Or trying to, anyway.

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

He planted his palms on the bed on either side of her as she pulled down him. “But much sexier than a munchkin.”

[chesstotem]

"That's good, at least." She leaned up to kiss him gently. "I wouldn't want you to not be attracted to me."

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

“That’s impossible,” he said against her lips. “You know, I’m still amazed when I think about the fact that I’m going to marry you at the end of the month.” Lifting his hand, he tucked a lock of her hair behind her ear.

[chesstotem]

"Amazed in a good way, I hope," she said, trailing her fingers up his chest lightly. "Amazed, excited, ecstatic..."

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

“Overjoyed, blissful, loved…” He added before sighing.

[chesstotem]

She grinned. "Worshiped..."

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

Arthur returned the grin as he leaned down to bless her forehead with a kiss.

[chesstotem]

"I love you," she said with a contented sigh. "Every part of you."

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

“Promise?” He rested his hand on the side of her face.

[chesstotem]

"Of course. Forever. I promise." She turned her head to nuzzle into his hand.

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

He traced her lips with the pad of his thumb as he continued to gaze at her with adoration. “I love you, too, Ariadne. Always.”

[chesstotem]

She hooked her leg around him, encouraging. "That's everything I ever want to hear from you."

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

He pressed his hips into hers. “Then I’ll say it for as long as I live.”

[chesstotem]

"I think that's a good plan," she said, tugging on his shirt. "Showing me often is also a good plan."

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

“A good plan, indeed.” One hand slipped under the hem of her shirt, fingers skimming across her stomach.

[chesstotem]

"I can't wait to see what you have in mind." She squirmed a little, coy.

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

He smirked as he lifted her shirt over her head. Trailing kisses from her neck to her chest and down her stomach, he got to work on the front of her pants.