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ataraxionlogs2015-04-18 09:52 pm
cabins) wrote in ataraxionlogs2015-04-18 09:52 pm
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The Wedding of Bill & Laura
CHARACTERS: The Roslins, Leia Organa, Bail Organa, and basically everyone ever.
LOCATION: Oxygen Gardens!
WARNINGS: To be updated, but general merriment? Marriage?
SUMMARY: Laura and Bill are finally getting married! Come celebrate, even if you don't know them. NO CYLONS ALLOWED.
NOTES: Cylons better actually arrive.
It was as beautiful a day in space as you could get, the day Laura and Bill deigned to get married. The Oxygen Gardens were decked out in chairs, flowers (blue, purple and white), and a beautiful arch for the two of them to get married under. It's a down-right Presidential affair. Or as close to it as you can get.
Before the ceremony itself, there's time to mingle, and afterwards, there will of course be food and dancing, supplied by the various people on the Tranquility.
Almost Everyone is invited, because, well, it's about frakkin' time we had a reason to celebrate on this ship.
LOCATION: Oxygen Gardens!
WARNINGS: To be updated, but general merriment? Marriage?
SUMMARY: Laura and Bill are finally getting married! Come celebrate, even if you don't know them. NO CYLONS ALLOWED.
NOTES: Cylons better actually arrive.
It was as beautiful a day in space as you could get, the day Laura and Bill deigned to get married. The Oxygen Gardens were decked out in chairs, flowers (blue, purple and white), and a beautiful arch for the two of them to get married under. It's a down-right Presidential affair. Or as close to it as you can get.
Before the ceremony itself, there's time to mingle, and afterwards, there will of course be food and dancing, supplied by the various people on the Tranquility.
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[And he would always, always strive to keep close to her no matter what. There was not much of her, but what there was, he wanted to touch and hold and be a part of, entirely. Desperate was a word for it, yes.]
Ahhh Montparnasse. [He shakes his head, kissing her deeply.] Very different indeed.
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I like you best. [She promises between kisses.]
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[Love had its raw and violent moments, true. That one seemed more suited to Jehan, or perhaps even Bahorel, in its imagery, but Combeferre could not have been shocked by it all the same. It was, in its way, rather accurate.]
Ah do you indeed? [A grin crosses his face at this.] I'm glad. You are my favorite too.
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As I should be- oh! [She repeated the motion she'd made with her hips.] There, my doctor!
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[That elicited a groan, things becoming far more primal in his own mind than they'd been before. Or rather, not so much becoming in his mind as the rational part of it was shutting down for just now.]
Oh! Oh Well then! [He's repeating his own rocking forward there, more violently now, nails digging into the hand that he's holding down, unable to stop himself entirely.]
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Fuck me- doctor. Harder than you have before. Like you hate me, my love.
[She leans up to kiss him again, rutting against him as hip meets hip meets hip.]
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Yes, my darling. I believe I shall.
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[He was everywhere he could be, and would have gladly gone for more, if he had been at all able.]
Yes, I am yours. Yours no matter what may come, I promise you!
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[He rocked his hips with more force there at the signal, seeing, really, what she wished to do, and rather enjoying that thought.]
Forever, yes, my love. I like it.
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He's gasping in that as he finishes, spending himself deep inside her.]
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She rides him as he cums, holding her hips tight against his as he finishes. Deep breaths, and she holds him there for a long while, just breathing, kissing him as the last waves of pleasure rock through her.
Maybe she'll speak again, when she regains the use of her limbs and brain.]
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[He knows the feeling, pressing himself there a moment, just to catch his breath, unable to do more than smile.]
I love you [He more mouths the words than anything when they come out, kissing her as he speaks. What more need be said?]
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To think there was ever a time when she didn't know she loved him.]
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This...this is perfect.
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[She smiles, closing her eyes, hand on his chest. Nothing would ever compare to this moment, this man. And she wouldn't give it up, not for all the money in the world.]
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[He sighs contentedly, resting there in the grass, glad to be here, and alive and celebrating love. Someday, when they are the couple marrying, they ought to try to find a way to sneak away for this as well...]