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Post by thatgirl on Feb 27, 2012 17:48:55 GMT -5
Ophelia woke up early. Before the sun had even begun to rise. The day before she had been able to acquire the password through a sly casual conversation with one of Rhye's fellow Ravenclaw's. It was now that she carried a small basket with breakfast foods, the House Elves really liked her and Rhye, towards the Ravenclaw Common Room. Ophelia answered the weekly riddle given by the statue that stood guard at the opening, and slipping inside quietly. She was still in her pajama's. Yellow Hufflepuff colored shorts, and a yellow silky tank-top, complete with yellow fluffy house shoes.
Ophelia tip-toed up the stairs leading to the sixth year boys dormitory and was met by the sounds of snoring teenage boys. She snickered and made her way over to what she knew was Rhye's bed.
Rhye had the bed almost directly across from the door and near the entrance to the bathroom. She smiled as she approached the only bed in the room who had the curtains pulled all the way around the bed.
Ophelia set the food basket, heating spell complete, at the end of the bed before slipping just inside the curtains. She cast a silencing spell, wouldn't want their breakfast to wake the others, set the wand down by the basket and slowly crawled onto the bed. Once at his side, she slid the comforter down to expose half of his back, apparently he didn't sleep with a shirt on, and froze stock still. Her eyebrows narrowed and she tilted her head.
On the back of Rhye's neck, was a detailed tattoo of a Celtic Knot. It was the same size as Ophelia's birthmark. Of course, Ophelia's wasn't detailed, but the small detail and shape of it brought to mind that of a Celtic Knot. It was a birthmark that every woman in her family had had for generations. She wasn't sure what it meant, and she didn't truly care at the present time. It always seemed like a brand to her.
Her body rested on her legs and she traced the tattoo with the tip of her finger. After Rhye stirred a bit, Ophelia bent over with a smile and lightly kissed the tattoo. She kissed a trail across his back, stopping suddenly when a thought occurred to her. She smirked and straddled his back some.
'What better way to wake up, then to a back message.' She thought cleverly to herself. Her palms dug into his lower back sides, moving forward with her body. After repeating a few times, she continued to message and rub his back, but now was leaned forward to trail kisses on the back of his neck at the same time.
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Post by momo on Feb 27, 2012 20:16:56 GMT -5
Fast asleep in a dream-state, Rhye turned onto his back subconsciously. He was back at home on his Dad's vineyard with his friends, climbing trees and seeing who could hang from them the longest. Rhye was winning, he could hear his friends' laughter as he closed his eyes, upside down on the branch. But suddenly, the laughter turned to loud screams, a bright light flared through a sudden blackness and his eyesight went black.
The soft trail of kisses tingled against his neck as he took a big breath in, his muscles tensing. Legs moved against his side, and there was a bigger pressure on his lower back. Rhye let out a lion-like yawn, his nose curling up as he did. That dream came along every so often, yet it always made him wake up startled. Rhye rubbed his cheek along his pillow, immune to the kisses so far. "Opheliaaa." He mumbled lightly, squeezing his pillow to his face and burrowing in. "Just a few more minutes, I don't want to fly." He groaned, shaking his head within the folds of his pillow.
Once she started massaging his back, his eyes shot open. He looked back over his shoulder, enjoying the back rub, the final scent of cooked food drifting into his nasal passages. "Ophelia?" He squinted, pulling one weak hand to rub at his eyes. His hair was in a mess, flipping off his forehead and poofy in the bangs instead of its usual styled faux-hawk.
He closed his eyes again, taking in the simple fact that it was morning. Rhye yawned again, smaller this time. "What are you doing here? How did you even-" He stopped, remembering his Hufflepuff common room trick. "Nevermind, you tease." He laughed quietly, moving his hand behind him to pat her leg softly.
"Goodmorning!"
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Post by thatgirl on Feb 27, 2012 20:51:09 GMT -5
"Opheliaaa." Rhye mumbled lightly, squeezing his pillow to his face and burrowing in. "Just a few more minutes, I don't want to fly." He groaned, shaking his head within the folds of his pillow.
Ophelia laughed quietly. She had set up a silencing spell, but she still didn't want to be loud. She thought about playing along in his sleepful slumber, but almost immediately thought against it. She continued to roll the base of her hands into his back.
"Ophelia?"
A smile played across her face, laugh lines presenting themselves. "Where you expecting someone else?" She teased, leaning down to kiss the side of his mouth.
"What are you doing here? How did you even-"
"What can I say?" She shrugged her shoulders with an innocent smile.
"Nevermind, you tease." Rhye laughed quietly, moving his hand behind him to pat her leg softly.
Ophelia rested her hand on his where it lay against her skin, leaning down to kiss from his temples, to his neck before teasing him by kissing all over the side of his face except for the mouth. "I am not a tease." She whispered.
"Goodmorning!"
"I figured the most amazing man in all the lands combined deserved something special. Flying was out of the question, although I gave it my best, so I went with the next best thing. Hungry?"
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Post by momo on Feb 27, 2012 21:01:10 GMT -5
A smile played across her face, laugh lines presenting themselves. "Where you expecting someone else?" She teased, leaning down to kiss the side of his mouth.
Rhye chuckled quietly, nodding. "Yes. Sorry you had to find out this way." He winked with his one visible eye, teasing.
Ophelia rested her hand on his where it lay against her skin, leaning down to kiss from his temples, to his neck before teasing him by kissing all over the side of his face except for the mouth. "I am not a tease." She whispered.
"Oh, absolutely not." He closed his eyes again, loving the feel of her kisses on his colder skin. He shivered and used his hand to rub at the back of his neck. He remembered, at that moment, his tattoo. He gasped, remaining quiet. He wondered if she would ask him about it. She had never seen the back of his neck, well, his tattoo anyways.
"I figured the most amazing man in all the lands combined deserved something special. Flying was out of the question, although I gave it my best, so I went with the next best thing. Hungry?"
Rhye nodded happily, licking his top lip. "Indeed! You know me so well, Mrs. Alexendre." He grinned, flipping over when the opportunity presented itself, and sitting upright. He rubbed sleepily at his eyes and watched her retrieve the food.
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Post by thatgirl on Feb 27, 2012 21:31:39 GMT -5
"Yes. Sorry you had to find out this way." Rhye winked with his one visible eye, teasing.
Ophelia smiled slyly. "I guess I'll just have to find a way to win your love back. I'm sure I can think of a thing or two." She said biting her lip with a wink.
Rhye nodded happily, licking his top lip. "Indeed! You know me so well, Mrs. Alexendre."
Before turning to retrieve the food, she leaned in and kissed him passionately, having the strength to tease no more. "I would be honored to have that name." She smiled, looking into his eyes and holding his head softly between her hands. Her lips touched his softly again before turning and crawling away to get the food. The sun was just now coming up, and the rays of sunlight illuminated the two as if they were two angels in heaven.
"...looks like an angel." She said, never realizing she had actually spoken out loud. She wiggled her way into his lap, still above the sheets of course, and pulled the basket of food up beside them.
"I brought all of your favorites. There has to be enough here to feed your whole dormitory." She laughed, her hair bouncing on her chest. Ophelia ran her hand through his hair. "I love how wild your hair can get. It matches your personality." She decided not to bring up the tattoo. Not just yet.
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Post by momo on Feb 27, 2012 22:02:34 GMT -5
Ophelia smiled slyly. "I guess I'll just have to find a way to win your love back. I'm sure I can think of a thing or two." She said biting her lip with a wink.
Rhye gulped, rubbing his neck nervously as he sat there. "I could think of some too, but I don't think that would be appropriate for being in a dormitory, Ophelia." He tossed her a devilish grin, his pearly teeth shimmering as the sun began to rise finally.
Before turning to retrieve the food, she leaned in and kissed him passionately. "I would be honored to have that name." She smiled, looking into his eyes and holding his head. Her lips touched his softly again before turning and crawling away to get the food.
Rhye met her lips just as wildly, his hand supporting her head behind her, his other rubbing her back gently. He pouted when she pulled away, but smiled. He was hungry!
"...looks like an angel." She wiggled her way into his lap, still above the sheets of course, and pulled the basket of food up beside them.
Rhye blushed, a pinkish color highlighting his cheeks, strong against his tan skin. He looked her over before she crawled into his lip, a grin on his face. She was so beautiful, even in her pajamas and at the crack of dawn.
"I brought all of your favorites. There has to be enough here to feed your whole dormitory." She laughed, her hair bouncing on her chest. Ophelia ran her hand through his hair. "I love how wild your hair can get. It matches your personality."
Rhye patted his tummy, a big smile on his face. "Too bad, they don't get any." He boasted. "This is all for me." He waved his hands around the food and Ophelia, a wink sent her way. She ran her hand through his hair and he closed his eyes. "I hate it in the mornings." He chuckled. "But that feels excellent." He groaned happily, almost purring like a feline.
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Post by thatgirl on Feb 27, 2012 23:41:56 GMT -5
Ophelia thought it was cute whenever Rhye rubbed the back of his neck. It normally meant there was something he wanted to say, but was to worried about her reaction, or to embarrassed to say it. IT made her heart go soft inside. Before he could even speak, she leaned in and kissed his forehead.
"I love you, Sweets." She said with a smile, letting her eyelashes dance back and forth on his forehead like and Eskimo kiss.
"I could think of some too, but I don't think that would be appropriate for being in a dormitory, Ophelia." He tossed her a devilish grin.
Ophelia didn't even blush. If anything, she smiled wider in excitement. "Silencing spell, Love." She laughed jokingly.
"Too bad, they don't get any." He boasted. "This is all for me." Rhye waved his hands around the food and Ophelia, a wink sent her way.
She flushed a bit pink and bit at her lip. Ophelia loved nothing more then being Rhye Andrew Alexendre's. She was his completely.
"I wouldn't have it any other way." She tucked some of her hair behind her ear, smiling at Rhye and out of habit, biting her lip. "Have I ever told you that I love you?" She asked in all but a whisper.
"I hate it in the mornings." Rhye chuckled. "But that feels excellent." He groaned happily, almost purring like a feline.
Ophelia went in for the kiss while he had his eyes closed. She moved both hands to his hair, slowly manipulating her fingers on his scalp.
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Post by momo on Feb 27, 2012 23:56:35 GMT -5
"I love you, Sweets." She said with a smile, letting her eyelashes dance back and forth on his forehead like an Eskimo kiss.
Rhye rubbed her back with his hand, massaging his palm into her skin lightly before pulling back when she did. "I love you too, mermaid." He teased, poking her in the side.
"Silencing spell, Love." She laughed jokingly.
Rhye shook his head. "I'm not kidding." He said with a straight face, his voice a little deeper since he just woke up. A moment later, he bit his lip and grinned. "Kind of. When we're married, that's a different story." He winked playfully.
"I wouldn't have it any other way." She tucked some of her hair behind her ear, smiling at Rhye and out of habit, biting her lip. "Have I ever told you that I love you?" She asked in all but a whisper.
Rhye nodded, extending his hands to hold hers in his own. "Yea, you've told me once or twice," he grinned, "but it never, ever, gets old hearing it." He kissed her knuckles and fingertips on each hand.
She ran her fingers through his hair, her lips meeting his sweetly. Rhye moaned quietly, pushing his lips back against her, almost fighting her back. He then leaned in over her lap and kissed her harder, slowly crawling over her, forcing her to lean back or lay down with him.
Rhye ran his hand along her waist, moving his lips to her neck and sucking lightly on the base of her throat, his other hand brushing the messy morning hair from her collarbone, exposing the fair skin, so he could kiss there too.
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Post by thatgirl on Feb 28, 2012 0:21:32 GMT -5
Rhye nodded, extending his hands to hold hers in his own. "Yea, you've told me once or twice," he grinned, "but it never, ever, gets old hearing it."
"I could tell you everyday for the rest of my life and it wouldn't be enough times to get across the love I hold for you." They continued to kiss and Rhye moaned in the way he always did. The way that made Ophelia feel purely blissful.
'5 point to Ophelia.' She thought to herself.
Rhye then leaned in over her lap and kissed her harder, slowly crawling over her. Ophelia laid on her back as Rhye and her settled into their usual spots. She couldn't help it. The heat and pressure he put on her small body made her feel amazing. Safe, secure...loved. She bit at his lip roughly before pulling it in between hers in a possessive manner.
Rhye ran his hand along her waist and Ophelia's boy twitched underneath Rhye's own. His mouth made it's way to their usual spot, at her neck and collarbone, and this time she couldn't suppress the somewhat loud moan that escaped her own lips.
"Do you realize how hard you make it to wait?" She sighed breathlessly.
Rhye was always so gentle with her. Yes, she loved...loved, their occasional roughness, but she couldn't get over how gentle he could be with her. Like she was a porcelain doll, about to break at any moment. The way he kissed her as if it would be his last. He looked at her in a way that made her feel important. She new she didn't deserve him. She carried too much baggage. One day- one day he would realize that, and so she vowed to enjoy it while it lasted.
Because she loved him.
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Post by momo on Feb 28, 2012 0:34:26 GMT -5
"I could tell you everyday for the rest of my life and it wouldn't be enough times to get across the love I hold for you."
"You don't have to tell me," he moaned though a small breath, "you can show me." Rhye ran his fingertips along her neck, brushing the hairs that fell there away, his gentle lips blowing cold air along the hollow of her jaw and down. "By being in my life and surprising me like this. By kissing me like you do. By talking to me and comforting me when I can't take it- that tells me you love me." He settled down for that so he could seriously explain it. He didn't want to get too caught up in her taste to not be able to explain himself.
Ophelia took hold of his lip and he let out a small and playful growl, his fingers clutching her side now. She was his prey. It always ended up like this. He nipped at her earlobe a few times, kissing down to her neck again, then back up diagonally to her lips. He devoured them hungrily, pulling at her lower lip like she had, but gentler.
"Do you realize how hard you make it to wait?" She sighed breathlessly.
Rhye moaned for the thousandth time that they've been together and nodded, burrowing his face into her hair while biting at her neck.
"I think you, miss Siren, are the one who makes it hard." He huffed, pressing his chest against hers, his hands roaming up her sides further than they had before, slipping up under her shirt like she loved.
He leaned down partially to kiss at her belly, leaving soft nips at her skin in random places.
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Post by thatgirl on Feb 28, 2012 0:59:07 GMT -5
"By being in my life and surprising me like this. By kissing me like you do. By talking to me and comforting me when I can't take it- that tells me you love me."
Ophelia wasn't even sure how to reply with words. So she pulled him against her tighter, letting her body automatically arch upwards towards his. "I still don't think it's enough. You deserve so much more, Rhye. You deserve more then the earth itself has to offer." She softly played with his earlobe in her mouth before pulling back a bit. "I have another surprise for you." She told him, but made no movement to retrieve it.
As Rhye got more intense, Ophelia got more needy. She loved when he seemed to get possessive. His lips teased her skin and she raised one of her knees against his side. Her hands roamed across his bare back.
Ophelia silently added up more points to herself as she managed another soft and pleasure filled moan from her future husband. He bit her neck and a gasp mixed with a moan escaped her lips, "Rhye!"
"I think you, miss Siren, are the one who makes it hard." Rhye huffed and pressed his chest against hers, she let her body arch upward as his soft cool hands roamed further up her sides then ever before. Not that she was complaining, of course. He knew exactly what she liked, and she bit her lip hard to keep her sounds to herself. Her tooth broke the skin and she tasted something foreign, but chose to ignore it.
Ophelia's body twitched when Rhye's mouth moved to her stomach. He always knew what to do to make her act how he wanted her to. She smiled wildly, glancing down at the man she would one day say, "I do," to.
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Post by momo on Feb 28, 2012 1:32:15 GMT -5
"I still don't think it's enough. You deserve so much more, Rhye. You deserve more then the earth itself has to offer." She softly played with his earlobe in her mouth before pulling back a bit. "I have another surprise for you." She told him, but made no movement to retrieve it.
The Ravenclaw pulled from her belly kisses to look at her in the eyes. Rhye couldn't convince her that she was the reason he was staying- no matter how much he tried. "Okay, yeah, I deserve all that. I deserve the best. I deserve whatever you think I do. But you know what I have- the thing I can hold at night and kiss and tell 'I love you too'- that's you. I wouldn't give you up or wish anything else other than you." He leaned to kiss her neck softly.
Rhye sighed into her hair, shaking his head. "You're the reason I am staying here. You said I deserve the best. I have faith that you can give me that. You and I- we'll have our own family and our own house. That will be the best thing I could ever have." He stopped kissing for a moment, looking dead into her eyes. "The best thing I can have is a life with you."
He pulled his hands up to her chest, under her shirt, tracing lightly along her collarbone and down to her lower chest, then stopping. The boy's heart was beating faster. He couldn't do that to her. Once he controlled himself, he leaned down into her, pressing himself against her softly, his lips meeting hers in a simple kiss, but deep. He pulled back for a moment. "I love you, I love you, I love you." He grinned, moving his hands to hold her cheek, caressing her gently, beginning to hum their tune.
"Wait- aren't we forgetting food?" As soon as he said it, his stomach roared quietly. He held it with one hand, grinning. Rhye set back where they started and helped lift Opehelia back up, holding her hands in his. "And, what is this gift you speak of?"
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Post by thatgirl on Feb 28, 2012 2:04:05 GMT -5
Ophelia watched in confusion as Rhye lifted his head. He began to talk. She listened, and she listened closely. His words seemed to come slowly, and with a melody of their own. By the time he had completely finished, telling her definitely that they would have children together, and a house- a life together. Light tears were streaming down her face. No one had ever cared for her so much. Her parents never seemed to realize that they had children, Finley, well he obviously never cared much about her if he would betray her like that, and if he really cared he wouldn't try and convince her to join the Death Eaters. And Duncan, yes Duncan cared about her. But he cared about her like a mum. For all intents and purposes she was his mum. But no one- never had anyone treated her and made her feel like Rhye had. She sniffled slightly and looked away, embarrassed.
He didn't seem to notice, as his hands continued their exploration into uncharted territory. She sucked in a breath and lurched forward a bit when his soft brown hands were trailing their way down to her lower chest. Her heart was ready to burst from its prison, only submitting to peacefulness once he retracted his hands. Ophelia was ready. She had been born ready to be with Rhye. But like he said, it would be better to wait. And she respected him for his self control. And to be honest, after her little inner emotional breakthrough, and finally realizing that she held Rhye Alexendre's heart, she wasn't ready to take it to that step. She wanted to be in a much better emotional place. But one day- one day they would be together in all sense of the word.
Ophelia serenely and softly accepted his back to gentle kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck and slowly kissed his tender and tasteful lips.
"I love you, I love you, I love you." Rhye grinned, moving his hands to hold her cheek, caressing her gently, beginning to hum their tune.
Ophelia was back to her blushing self, her eyes looking away before she took a deep breath. Ophelia looked straight at Rhye and smiled. "I love you more." She leaned in for a modest kiss.
"Wait- aren't we forgetting food?"
Ophelia could literally feel his stomach grumble against hers, that's how closely pressed they were. "And, what is this gift you speak of?"
Rhye mentioned the gift and she jumped into action. "Oh, you are going to love it!" She bounced to the other side of the bed where the basket was and excitedly dug to the bottom of the basket. She pulled out a small box. She turned to Rhye, lip between teeth and a smile gracing her features. She crawled up and sat sideways in his lap, smiling wildly.
She pulled the lid off of it, and there, laying inside were two objects. One, was a deep blue earring. It was simple, and at first glance didn't seem like much. The other object was a stringed rope. At the end there was a simple medallion amulet. It was silver and had a very intricate design. She smiled up nervously at him.
"I'm very handy with Charms, you know." She began. "I know you don't wear necklaces or anything, but, well." She took a shaky nervous breath. "If you were either of these..." She didn't want to use the word jewelry, so she skipped over it. "When ever I think about you, the pieces will warm up. So if you don't wear the earring, but wear the medallion, no matter how far away we are, if I think of you in anyway, your piece will heat up at my thoughts." She stumbled over her words and hoped she explained it well enough. "It doesn't matter if you wear one or both at a time." She looked down at the gift she had presented him with. It had been the first truly meaningful object she had ever gifted anyone. And he deserved it above all else.
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Post by momo on Feb 28, 2012 7:36:48 GMT -5
"Oh, you are going to love it!" She bounced to the other side of the bed where the basket was and excitedly dug to the bottom of the basket. She pulled out a small box. She turned to Rhye, lip between teeth and a smile gracing her features. She crawled up and sat sideways in his lap, smiling wildly.
Rhye watched her closely, a smile on his face. He watched her pull out a small box and he gasped, chuckling. "Are you proposing to me?" He teased, resting his hand on her thigh as she fiddled with the present. She was so cute- he was so lucky.
She pulled the lid off of it, and there, laying inside were two objects. One, was a deep blue earring. It was simple, and at first glance didn't seem like much. The other object was a stringed rope. At the end there was a simple medallion amulet. It was silver and had a very intricate design. She smiled up nervously at him.
Rhye looked between the earring and the necklace, a huge grin on his face. "Ophelia- I," he shook his head, "you amaze me!" But as she started to explain, his eyes grew wide and a tear or two began to form.
"I'm very handy with Charms, you know." She began. "I know you don't wear necklaces or anything, but, well." She took a shaky nervous breath. "If you were either of these...when ever I think about you, the pieces will warm up. So if you don't wear the earring, but wear the medallion, no matter how far away we are, if I think of you in anyway, your piece will heat up at my thoughts." She stumbled over her words and hoped she explained it well enough. "It doesn't matter if you wear one or both at a time." She looked down at the gift she had presented him with.
Rhye pulled the earring from the box and held it in his hand, stroking it almost. He smiled wide, brightly. He had never been given anything like that before, especially charmed to show when someone is thinking about him. He grinned happily and took out his current earring, slipping the new one in.
Before he had even gotten the back on, the earring seemed to burn bright. Rhye blushed hard, his hands roaming back to find Ophelia's and squeeze them tightly. He leaned into kiss her passionately on the lips, smiling against her.
"I just love it!" He chimed, a wide and childish gleam to his smile and grin. "It's so clever... it's so cute. It's so you!" He exclaimed, not caring if people heard around them. "Gosh, you're so beautiful to me, you're the best!" The young boy felt his ear, the still wide smile lingering for a long time.
Gently, he wrapped his arms around Ophelia and took the necklace from the box. "Will you do the honors of putting it on?" He smiled, biting his lip. He loved the presents- and he would never take out this earring. It would become easily his new favorite.
Rhye kissed at her neck softly, stroking her hair back from her face and kissing down to the side of her shoulder softly. This was the best way to wake up- with his doll and a present from her. But then Rhye remembered his tattoo, and looked down. "Uhm, Ophelia," he started, trailing off. He rubbed the area where his tattoo was and looked down. "How do you feel about tattoos?"
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Post by thatgirl on Feb 28, 2012 18:11:52 GMT -5
"Are you proposing to me?" Rhye teased, resting his hand on her thigh as she fiddled with the present.
Ophelia paused to laugh, dropping her head to her chest while she had been crawling back to him.
"Do I honestly need to?" She looked back up and smiled. "I will if I have to."
"Ophelia- I," Rhye shook his head, "you amaze me!" His cheeks were wet, and Ophelia tilted her head with a soft smile. She laid her hands on his cheeks and wiped the moisture away with her thumbs. She bent forward and pressed her lips to his. Pulling on his lip as she pulled back.
She grinned when he put the earring on, glad he had accepted her gift. "So you liked it?" She asked with a grin. When he smiled at her when putting it on, her smile grew wide. He took her hands and kissed her passionately. She eagerly returned his kiss and matched his passion ten fold.
"I just love it!"He chimed, a wide and childish gleam to his smile and grin. "It's so clever... it's so cute. It's so you! Gosh, you're so beautiful to me, you're the best!"
Ophelia gushed. "Rhye!"
Gently, Rhye wrapped his arms around Ophelia and took the necklace from the box. "Will you do the honors of putting it on?" He smiled, biting his lip.
Ophelia smiled brightly, getting up on her knees and slipped the rope like chain over his head. "I love you do much!" She smiled and modestly slipped him a kiss.
Rhye kissed at her neck softly, stroking her hair back from her face and kissing down to the side of her shoulder softly. Ophelia rolled her shoulders in response to his trailing lips. She quickly dropped her head down to the back of his ear and began nibbling, trailing her tongue in circles and kissing down to his neck where she began sucking, and not lightly. Ophelia would definitely have to make this a monthly event.
"Uhm, Ophelia," Rhye started, trailing off. "How do you feel about tattoos?"
Ophelia chuckled. She hadn't brought it up because she was curious as to rather or not he thought her opinion mattered.
"Ahh, finally decide to bring it up?" She asked playfully. She wrapped her arms around his neck and placed a light kiss on his lips before pulling back and looking into his eyes. "I'm not bothered by it." Her eyes danced as she made looked into his eyes.
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