A new story! Yay! This one is going to be a little bit different. Basically, each chapter will be a 300 to 500 word story, with a one or two worded prompt as the title. I do accept prompts, so here are the rules:
1. Each prompt must be vague, for example- Mornings. No details, just the word. I will do my best to write something using it.
2. You can submit as many as you like in the reviews.
3. Your prompt may not be used immediately, so don't get mad if it isn't.
4. I will give shoutouts to those who give me the prompts.
That's it! Please make sure to read and review! Enjoy the story!
Chapter 1: Mornings
His sweet, gentle voice made her smile. As she opened her eyes, she pushed herself further into her lover, interlocking her fingers with his own.
"Good morning," she replied, cupping his face with her other hand.
Aramis kissed her ever so gently, before falling onto his back, pulling his Queen on top of him. "Hmm." He grinned, keeping his eyes closed. "I love it when we don't have any meetings," he began, "no … nothing. I love it when I just get to stay with you."
Anne sighed quietly, letting her head fall on his strong chest. She began rubbing his forearm, admiring the hard muscle underneath his skin.
"Me too," she said. "Here, we can finally be ourselves, with no one else to worry about."
In return, Aramis placed a gentle kiss to the top of her head. "So what would you like to do today?" he asked her.
"I do not know," Anne replied. "To be honest, I just want to lay in bed all day. With you."
She felt him chuckle softly, and a smile formed on her face as his chest rumbled from the motion.
"You know we can't do that all day," he said, kissing her again. Unknowingly, his hand started running through Anne's long hair. "So how about this? Let's stay in bed for a little longer, then have breakfast, say hello to Louis, and then how about we go back to bed, and continue to do nothing. I like to be somewhat productive after all."
Anne laughed and looked up at him. "I think that's a wonderful plan," she replied.
Aramis was quick to kiss her, smiling against her mouth when his lover deepened it.
She turned herself around so she would be laying on top of Aramis, arms around his neck. "So when are we going to have breakfast?" she muttered in between kisses.
"In … about an hour," Aramis murmured in reply, kissing the top of her nose.
Once again, Anne laughed. "I think I like the sound of that," she said, leaning in to kiss him again.