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Fantasy Descendants of the Curse

Phiona looked up at him surprised. "It is happening today?" She asked with surprise she hadn't anticipated it being so soon, not only that but for him to ask her to witness such a thing was worry some. "Are you sure? Isn't it painful?" She asked worriedly, though he talked of not loving Mary yet she heard of what they had gone through when they were young and she knew that you only go through that kind of trial and tribulation for someone you deeply loved. Which means that Gaston would be in a great deal of suffering, she only hoped he didn't love Mary as much as she thought he did. "This isn't exactly what I meant by proof, but if you trully want me to be there I will be. When is it exactly?" She asked her voice weak with worry. She hoped it would be later this evening so she had enough time to change and get ready both physically and emotionally to witness the annulment ceromony.
 
"I don't know, you haven't bitten me yet." Donahue smirked gently grasping her wrist and pulling her closer to him. She looked so much healthier than she ever was when they were in the pack and that was only from a day and a half of eating proper meals. "I imagine if they kept feeding you right you might soften up to be quite lovely, but then I fear men wouldn't keep their hands off you for other reasons than just wanting their money back, and I can't have that." He said gently bringing her hand to his lips and kissing her knuckles. His other hand coming up and caressing her side as he looked up at her playfully, his annoyance with her forgetten.
 
Gaston glanced up at the clock on his mantle, a frown bowing his lips downward.
"An hour and half so it seems," Gaston sighed and turned, sitting at his desk and putting his hands in his head,"I do not look forward to this, despite what Mary might think. I'm frightened, Phiona, truly. I do not wish to hurt Mary more than is needed and I don't wish to suffer more than needed."
 
Phiona nodded worriedly nawing her bottom lip a habit she has had since she was little. "Technically all this suffering is needed to break the bond between you two....if that makes you feel any better..." She said though she knew it did nothing for him. Looking at the clock on the wall she could tell her next class had already started and if she where to be Gaston's witness she would likely be missing lunch and all her evening classes. Though she just now remembered her mother wanted her home after school today to visit along with what Xander had said earlier. Not knowing what to do she went to Gaston's side wrapping her arms around him to comfort him, and hoped this would be all over in time. "I will be there for you when it happens and I will stay with you till it is time, but I'm afraid we may not have time to celebrate afterwards as others need me as well today." She said regretfully as she used a delicate hand to push back the locks of hair that masked his face so she could see him better.
 
Sabella's eyes widened as he tugged her to him and his lips slid tantalizingly across her knuckles, his wandering hand creating a diversion from his kiss for a moment.
"You were more than happy to chastise me like a pup a mere moment ago and now you'll treat me as woman to have your piece of meat?"
The shewolf couldn't contain her smirk, a look of triumph following. He had been so quick to dismiss her the night before and now it seemed he couldnt have her near enough to him. She felt womanly and yet strong in such a position as if she could command him and would not mind at all being commanded by him as well.
 
While Phiona tucked back a stray curl or two, Gaston brushed his thumb over her lower lip to cease her gnawing at it.
It was a welcome diversion to what would happen that afternoon. Her gentle touch and the sliver of white that was her tooth picking away at the skin of her lower lip.
"Little blossom, you'll ruin your lip."
Gaston said softly, his voice hardly above a whisper. He had noticed the habit before but had not, until now, realized how very much he adored it despite her pulling her skin from her lip. It was a part of her, and he loved all things that pieced together his fair Phiona.
 
Donahue shrugged lightly smirking all the while. "I don't see you protesting about it too much." He said slyly as his lips trailed across her hand and up her arm drawing her closer to him till she was practically sitting on his lap.
 
A small smile crept across her lips at Gaston's comment. "That's what we have healers for." She replied but left her lip alone for the time being, instead gently taking Gaston's and pulling it away from her lip and simply held it trying to warm up his surprisingly cold fingers. "Doesn't it bother you how chilly it is in here?" She asked trying to think of other things to distract him from his impending agony with.
 
(Also I was bored when you where in Europe so I drew this up, its just what I visualize our characters look like. I had just started doing the werewolves and vampires when you came back.)
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((I LOVE IT))

"It would be terribly rude of me to at this point to," Sabella pushed him back against the wall,"deny you, would it not? After all you braved capture by a pack of shewolves to be here with me?"
Sabella teased, her own hand sliding down his side to his hip, her fingers tugging lightly at his belt loops.
 
"No actually, its welcome relief from my nerves. I feel nearly sick with anxiety and I'm not quite sure why. This day has been a long time coming it's just what I do after it's all said and done that worries me."
Gaston leaned into her touch and rested his head back against the back of his arm chair.
 
(Aww thanks, are they anything close to what you were imagining cause I tried make them fairly close to their description.)

"Oh yes," he paused her hand sent tingles down his leg and his smirk grew seeing that she seemed to be taking the reins in this game of their's. "They were quite fearsome shewolves too, I didn't know if I would even make here alive just so I could see your face again." He said in almost a Shakespeareanly romantic way.
 
Phiona adjusted her ropes and gently sat on Gaston's desk avoiding sitting on anything on it. "What will you do after it is over?" She asked wondering if he and Mary had figure out the who and what goes where of divorce.
 
Sabella slid her index fingers through a belt loop on either side of his waist and tugged his hips against hers. She pushed herself against him, her chest meeting his just as her mouth enveloped his in a kiss.
Sabella savoured the kiss, relished in the fact she had instigated it.
"Aye and your bravery should be rewarded..."
 
"Well I'm not entirely sure. She told me quite certainly this morning she wishes to take Jacques away from me. I of course strongly opposed this but- Phiona I feel like a failure to him. Like I am nothing but a traitor to the boy."
Gaston rested his head in his palms.
 
"Mmhmmm" Donhue muttered in agreement into their kiss her assertiveness making his heart beat faster with excitement. This was a new side of Sabella he had never seen before and he was loving it.
 
Sabella moved her mouth from his and down the expanse of his throat, her teeth creating small rivets where they sunk softly into his tender flesh... before pulling her lips away from him, a smirk still painted plainly on her lips.
"Perhaps at a later date though-- we'll be late for supper."
 
Phiona frowned. "You're not a failure, you're a great father, and a great coven leader. I don't see how you could be a traitor to him or any of your childern." She added remembering how Elizabeth seems to despise him now. Tucking her arms into her robes to stay warm she used her foot to knudge his leg in an attempt to console him while staying warm.
 
Donahue hesitated slightly disappointed when she pulled away, but then smirked as she warned of their being late. "You're a sly creature you know that?" He grinned pushing himself off the wall stealing one more delicious kiss from her before nodding to the door. "Lead the way~" he muttered.
 
Gaston turned in his seat and slid his coat off the back of his chair and then around her shoulders, his hands rubbing down her arms slowly in order to warm her.
"There is only one thing I know for sure about today and tomorrow and I suppose the rest of time- that you will be my wife and that you will be happy with me and I with you."
Gaston gently helped her off the desk and lead her across the study to the large fireplace. He sat her in front of it and then stoked the small fire that already resided in the coals.
"If you'll still have me that is?"
Gaston sat on the carpeted floor beside Phiona.
 
"Not nearly as sly as you, dog. I recall you doing the same to me last night."
Sabella slipped away from his grasp and pushed aside the hide curtain before climbing out from the den. The fading sun filtered softly through the trees into the clearing, however with the density of the bush torches were still lit even at this hour.
"I hope you'll give the shewolves a chance, perhaps then they'd give you one as well."
 
A gentle smile stretched over Phiona's lips as she leaned against Gaston's shoulder finding his attempts to warm her adorable. "Hmmm... Maybe..." She said looking at the freeing fire then up to him. "A lot has happened in such a short time, despite how I feel you for you now, and you me. I'm afraid it will change and we will have made a grave mistake, and I'd rather you not have to break a second stone because we made a decision too quickly." She looked up at him worriedly knowing that wasn't the answer he wanted to hear.
 
Frowning, Gaston wrapped an arm around her shoulders and with his other hand tucked a straying whisp of her raven hair behind her ear. He then pressed a kiss to her temple and rested his head against hers.
"What force in this world or another could possibly change what I feel for you?"
Gaston thought back to how quickly Mary had abandoned their plans to be married after she had disappeared with Marius and then how he had sacrificed his happiness to save her from a life of ridicule in the coven. Despite all he had done, all he had sacrificed, he was the one who would cause such ridicule this time as they smashed their stone.
"I know what love is not and that is Mary. And now with you-- Phiona I know what love is and it is love that I want and that is you."
 
"We shall see..." He muttered following her out his smirk slowly fading at the thought of having to be around the shewolves again.
 

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