Can I Take You Home Tonight, PT 5/?
Title: Can I take you home tonight? PT 5/?
Author: barrelofapen
Disclaimer: I do not own anything in relation to Kings.
Pairing: David/Michelle
Rating: PG-13
Summary: New excerpt:
David watched as Michelle entered the room, wearing something that had sent his heart and other organs into over drive.
Notes: No I didn't give up! I just got very busy and found a little reminder of this story, so I wanted to catch it up! I have the next chapter started already, so let me know how much you miss Kings :(
David watched as Michelle entered the room, wearing something that had sent his heart and other organs into over drive. He was transfixed as the glossy fabric swirled around her thighs and brushed back and forth across her skin as she entered the room. His eyes moved up -slowly- and loved the way the material draped over her hips, her waist, and other, higher, parts of her. She said his name and every hair on him stood at attention. He also silently thanked God that he was seated, with a table in front of him. Standing would have been more polite as she seated herself across from him, but that would have probably caused more of a sensation than if he stayed where he was.
"It's so kind of you to join us, Michelle. Although I'm terribly sorry you felt so rushed." The queen calmly sipped from her wine glass, watching her daughter with thinly veiled anger. "It's obvious that your attempts at dressing yourself must have been interrupted. Or surely everything you have in your closet is dirty. Perhaps we should hire a new maid for you, my dear."
Michelle looked to her empty plate, willing herself to stay neutral, diplomatic. The first course hadn't even been served yet and already her mother was breaking into the bitch course. "It's so wonderful of you to join us for dinner tonight, David. I do wonder, however, who invited you?"
David had to take a moment to catch up to the conversation. "I was called by-"
"I invited him, Michelle. Why, I thought it only right that if you were going to go and ruin your pristine reputation over some...boy, then he should be properly introduced to your parents." Rose was in fine shape tonight. She sat a bit straighter, her clothes just slightly crisper. She hadn't often had a reason to call Michelle out over something; not since the girl was five years old and playing in the mud. And she never did that again. Rose was often jealous of the affection Silas gave so freely to Michelle, especially since learning that he had a Mistress. Something she learned one night when she listened to him speaking in his sleep. He didn't need to run out and find a replacement daughter, did he? No, just another wife. She threw a small smile Silas' way, and he looked to her, confused.
"Mother, you've obviously met him before. He's only been to three of the parties so far. And the countless meetings Daddy has." Michelle needed to stay calm, and she felt that as long as she kept breathing and not focusing on the way David's eyes would dip down her neck, she would keep up that facade.
"Ah yes, but not this personally. You practically throw yourself on him in public and yet we've never had dinner alone with the boy." Michelle balked at her mother's words, while Silas grew stiff in his chair, not sure if he was more mad at his wife, or the thought of his only daughter doing such a thing.
Jack and David both perked up at the same time. "Mother-" "Queen-"
Rose glared at David, not caring what her son said. "You have no right to address me first. I have not asked you something, nor have I allowed you to speak."
"Rose. This is outrageous." Silas gripped the arms of his chair as Rose took another sip of her wine, the picture of poise.
"I can't believe you're bringing up class in this." Michelle stood from her chair, anger filling her up with adrenaline. "Mother, you married a man that was not of your rank. I don't see how class has anything to do with this. I mean we couldn't even get through the salad without your bringing up things like this. All because I love someone?"
"Love? You expect me to believe that you could love this boy? Oh my dear, I don't know whether to be disappointed or to laugh. What of your vow to God? Your silly little promise? You realize that breaking a promise to Him would be as bad as blasphemy, do you not?"
David looked to Michelle, wanting to know what she would say. He wanted to believe everything she said, although they had never settled anything from the night before. "If God did not want me to love him, then why would He have sent David to me? Would he do this just to taunt me?"
Rose sat back in her chair, slouching for a moment as she truly looked at her daughter. She saw that Michelle did love David. Rose believed that her daughter was correct, but she knew that he would only end up hurting her. There was nothing other than pain in marriages that began for love. They only ended in hate. "God obviously sent him to test you. You've disappointed him, as well as me. I can't believe that you would fall for the same tricks that I fell for. I guess you're just not as smart as we all hoped you would be."
Michelle couldn't take the room any longer, so she turned and walked out. Her heels clicked on the marble floor as she heard her name being called from behind her.
It is also on FF.NET @ PT 1.
Author: barrelofapen
Disclaimer: I do not own anything in relation to Kings.
Pairing: David/Michelle
Rating: PG-13
Summary: New excerpt:
David watched as Michelle entered the room, wearing something that had sent his heart and other organs into over drive.
Notes: No I didn't give up! I just got very busy and found a little reminder of this story, so I wanted to catch it up! I have the next chapter started already, so let me know how much you miss Kings :(
David watched as Michelle entered the room, wearing something that had sent his heart and other organs into over drive. He was transfixed as the glossy fabric swirled around her thighs and brushed back and forth across her skin as she entered the room. His eyes moved up -slowly- and loved the way the material draped over her hips, her waist, and other, higher, parts of her. She said his name and every hair on him stood at attention. He also silently thanked God that he was seated, with a table in front of him. Standing would have been more polite as she seated herself across from him, but that would have probably caused more of a sensation than if he stayed where he was.
"It's so kind of you to join us, Michelle. Although I'm terribly sorry you felt so rushed." The queen calmly sipped from her wine glass, watching her daughter with thinly veiled anger. "It's obvious that your attempts at dressing yourself must have been interrupted. Or surely everything you have in your closet is dirty. Perhaps we should hire a new maid for you, my dear."
Michelle looked to her empty plate, willing herself to stay neutral, diplomatic. The first course hadn't even been served yet and already her mother was breaking into the bitch course. "It's so wonderful of you to join us for dinner tonight, David. I do wonder, however, who invited you?"
David had to take a moment to catch up to the conversation. "I was called by-"
"I invited him, Michelle. Why, I thought it only right that if you were going to go and ruin your pristine reputation over some...boy, then he should be properly introduced to your parents." Rose was in fine shape tonight. She sat a bit straighter, her clothes just slightly crisper. She hadn't often had a reason to call Michelle out over something; not since the girl was five years old and playing in the mud. And she never did that again. Rose was often jealous of the affection Silas gave so freely to Michelle, especially since learning that he had a Mistress. Something she learned one night when she listened to him speaking in his sleep. He didn't need to run out and find a replacement daughter, did he? No, just another wife. She threw a small smile Silas' way, and he looked to her, confused.
"Mother, you've obviously met him before. He's only been to three of the parties so far. And the countless meetings Daddy has." Michelle needed to stay calm, and she felt that as long as she kept breathing and not focusing on the way David's eyes would dip down her neck, she would keep up that facade.
"Ah yes, but not this personally. You practically throw yourself on him in public and yet we've never had dinner alone with the boy." Michelle balked at her mother's words, while Silas grew stiff in his chair, not sure if he was more mad at his wife, or the thought of his only daughter doing such a thing.
Jack and David both perked up at the same time. "Mother-" "Queen-"
Rose glared at David, not caring what her son said. "You have no right to address me first. I have not asked you something, nor have I allowed you to speak."
"Rose. This is outrageous." Silas gripped the arms of his chair as Rose took another sip of her wine, the picture of poise.
"I can't believe you're bringing up class in this." Michelle stood from her chair, anger filling her up with adrenaline. "Mother, you married a man that was not of your rank. I don't see how class has anything to do with this. I mean we couldn't even get through the salad without your bringing up things like this. All because I love someone?"
"Love? You expect me to believe that you could love this boy? Oh my dear, I don't know whether to be disappointed or to laugh. What of your vow to God? Your silly little promise? You realize that breaking a promise to Him would be as bad as blasphemy, do you not?"
David looked to Michelle, wanting to know what she would say. He wanted to believe everything she said, although they had never settled anything from the night before. "If God did not want me to love him, then why would He have sent David to me? Would he do this just to taunt me?"
Rose sat back in her chair, slouching for a moment as she truly looked at her daughter. She saw that Michelle did love David. Rose believed that her daughter was correct, but she knew that he would only end up hurting her. There was nothing other than pain in marriages that began for love. They only ended in hate. "God obviously sent him to test you. You've disappointed him, as well as me. I can't believe that you would fall for the same tricks that I fell for. I guess you're just not as smart as we all hoped you would be."
Michelle couldn't take the room any longer, so she turned and walked out. Her heels clicked on the marble floor as she heard her name being called from behind her.
It is also on FF.NET @ PT 1.