[at home] In which there's a proposal.
[Set in Shelter. Cowritten with feel_theburn.]
Michael: [He has just dropped Lizzie off for a night away. figured he'd be quicker with the first separation than Bela, but he was actually gone for quite awhile. eventually he's walking through their apartment door] Bela? I'm back.
Bela: [looks over] Took you long enough.
Michael: [straight faced] She was crying.
Bela: [looks over and smiles slightly, before taking his hand] C'mere.
Michael: [goes, but his kid is still on his mind] You're sure she'll be okay there?
Bela: She'll be fine, love.
Michael: She'd better be. I don't like killing people, but I could make exceptions.
Bela: Selena has has three of her own. She can handle it.
Michael: Okay.
Bela: [snuggles in closer to him]
Michael: [wraps his arm around her shoulders and kisses the side of her head, sighs] ...it's quiet.
Bela: Yes.
Michael: What will we do?
Bela: I was thinking we could enjoy it.
Michael: [smirks] Any ideas?
Bela: [smirks] Maybe.
Michael: So tell me...[kisses her gently]
Bela: [kisses him back, one hand coming to thread her fingers through his hair]
Michael: [moves closer, deepening the kiss]
Bela: [slides into his lap a little more]
Michael: [pulls her closer and lets his hands run up her back]
Bela: [sighs as she moves closer]
Michael: [brushes his lips against her cheek and to her ear] I think your body got better after Lizzie. [his hands slide down her thighs]
Bela: [chuckle] You just like that I have bigger breasts.
Michael: [grins and moves his lips that way as well] That's just a bonus.
Bela: Uh-huh.
Michael: [pulls up to look at her with a raised brow] Don't brush off nature. I think it goes back ages, to any species, the male getting that much more excited over his...accomplishments.
Bela: Oh, so this is all about your accomplishments.
Michael: No. Our accomplishments.
Bela: Mmmmm-hmmm.
Michael: [shrugs] It's just a fact. Seeing your body change because of something we made...you giving me a daughter...it's the best turn on.
Bela: Uh-huh.
Michael: [frowns. this was him "opening up"]
Bela: [doesn't want to hear about the turn ons of how her body changed. just wants him to kiss her]
Michael: [he didn't pick up on that] I was just saying...
Bela: I got it, Michael.
Michael: Okay.
Bela: So. Where were we?
Michael: [aaaand now he catches up. he smiles and leans in to kiss her]
Bela: [smirks as she kisses him back]
Michael: [moves his hands back up her thighs]
Bela: [sighs as she leans into him again]
Michael: [pulls her shirt over her head]
Bela: [lets it drop to the floor before leaning in to kiss him again]
Michael: [his lips pull at hers as his hand moves up her stomach, and his thumb slips under her bra]
Bela: [moans softly into the as she moves closer]
Michael: [lets his thumb tease a bit more before reaching around to unclasp her bra and drop it, then letting his mouth fall down her chest again]
Bela: [tilts her head back with a moan]
Michael: [lifts her body a bit to get her closer]
Bela: [moves in to him, holding his head to get it closer]
Michael: [shifts and drops her on her back along the couch, hardly moving his mouth]
Bela: [stretches out under him, sliding her arms around his shoulders]
Michael: [kisses the length of her body, pausing to let his tongue get a little playful against her belly button]
Bela: [giggles slightly at that]
Michael: [leans up a bit to pull her pants down her hips]
Bela: [lifts her hips to help him]
Michael: [his hands slide all the way down her legs to get them off and he tosses them to the floor]
Bela: [fists his shirt slightly, before trying to pull it off him]
Michael: [lets it fall and moves up to kiss her again]
Bela: [kisses him back, wrapping her arms around his neck]
Michael: [settles closer between her legs, pulling one against his hip]
Bela: [pushes her hips up against him, pulling him closer]
Michael: [slides a hand between them to undo his belt]
Bela: [moves her hands down to help him]
Michael: [groans softly and kicks out of them]
Bela: [shifts her hips a bit to pull him closer]
Michael: [moves in against her]
Bela: [stays close, leaning into kiss him again]
Michael: [eventually drops against her, shifting his weight off of her, but staying close]
Bela: [curls in closer to him with a sigh]
Michael: [brushes her hair back] I've missed this.
Bela: Me too.
Michael: [lays back and pulls her close, closing his eyes] But...it's been worth it?
Bela: Yeah, it has.
Michael: Mmmm. Hard to imagine we made it here sometimes..
Bela: But we did.
Michael: Yeah... [rubs her back slowly] Maybe...maybe now that you've had my kid, you should marry me.
Bela: [smirks] Only just now?
Michael: [chuckles] Figure I'm stuck now.
Bela: Uh-huh.
Michael: Well if you don't want to..
Bela: Not if that's the only reason why you're asking me.
Michael: [leans over her to grab his pants off the floor and pulls a box from the pocket, setting it on her chest]
Bela: [looks at the box before looking at him.] I don't care about the ring, Michael.
Michael: Then what?
Bela: I need to know why.
Michael: [confused] Because it's the one I thought you'd like.
Bela: No, Michael. Why me?
Michael: [surprised by that question, he is quiet for a bit before pushing himself up to look down at her. he blinks] Because...it's you.
Bela: Because it's me?
Michael: All it's been is you.
Bela: So not just because of the baby.
Michael: That was a badly timed joke. [watches her] I can admit...going through that...having Lizzie...it made the idea of marriage less frightening, but...that wasn't about you. It was me.
Bela: So. Me.
Michael: [now he's concerned] What else do you need to hear?
Bela: [shakes her head] Nothing.
Michael: Bela...
Bela: I just ... I need it to be for the right reasons.
Michael: Then maybe I'm not saying it the right way. I want you to marry me because I love you. I want you to marry me because I can't ever lose you again. I want to marry you so we can be a family. I want to marry you, Bela, because...because as far as I'm concerned, all there is is you.
Bela: [watches him before nodding a bit and leaning in to kiss him again]
Michael: [kisses her briefly, still worried] If you don't want this..
Bela: No, no. I do.
Michael: [starting to breathe easier] Because I just set it all out on the table there, and if you still turn me down, I'm going to feel like a real idiot. [he's mostly teasing]
Bela: [laughs]
Michael: So do you want to open the box or not?
Bela: [nods as she goes to reach for it]
Michael: [helps her open it. inside is a simple, but exquisite antique diamond ring. it could almost be a family heirloom, if his family did that kind of thing]
Bela: [looks up with a smile] I love it.
Michael: [smiles back] I'm glad.
Bela: [leans in to kiss him again]
Michael: [kisses her back, while at the same time taking the ring and sliding it onto her finger. that special ops training]
Bela: [pulls back after a second to look at the ring again] So we're really doing this.
Michael: It looks that way.
Bela: [looks up at him] This is good.
Michael: [brushes her cheek] Very good.
Bela: [nods a bit before smiling]
Michael: Feel free to back out anytime, I'll still be here.
Bela: [laughs] I won't.
Michael: [gets up, pulling her with]
Bela: [goes with]
Michael: [carries her towards their bedroom, and drops her on the bed, leaning over her again] Want to try for a boy? [smirks]
Bela: [laughs] Not yet. Give me a chance to let my body adjust to the girl first.
Michael: [kisses her neck] Why don't you let it adjust to me for now?
Bela: Fine by me.
Michael: [settles in against her again]
Bela: [keeps him close]
Michael: [He has just dropped Lizzie off for a night away. figured he'd be quicker with the first separation than Bela, but he was actually gone for quite awhile. eventually he's walking through their apartment door] Bela? I'm back.
Bela: [looks over] Took you long enough.
Michael: [straight faced] She was crying.
Bela: [looks over and smiles slightly, before taking his hand] C'mere.
Michael: [goes, but his kid is still on his mind] You're sure she'll be okay there?
Bela: She'll be fine, love.
Michael: She'd better be. I don't like killing people, but I could make exceptions.
Bela: Selena has has three of her own. She can handle it.
Michael: Okay.
Bela: [snuggles in closer to him]
Michael: [wraps his arm around her shoulders and kisses the side of her head, sighs] ...it's quiet.
Bela: Yes.
Michael: What will we do?
Bela: I was thinking we could enjoy it.
Michael: [smirks] Any ideas?
Bela: [smirks] Maybe.
Michael: So tell me...[kisses her gently]
Bela: [kisses him back, one hand coming to thread her fingers through his hair]
Michael: [moves closer, deepening the kiss]
Bela: [slides into his lap a little more]
Michael: [pulls her closer and lets his hands run up her back]
Bela: [sighs as she moves closer]
Michael: [brushes his lips against her cheek and to her ear] I think your body got better after Lizzie. [his hands slide down her thighs]
Bela: [chuckle] You just like that I have bigger breasts.
Michael: [grins and moves his lips that way as well] That's just a bonus.
Bela: Uh-huh.
Michael: [pulls up to look at her with a raised brow] Don't brush off nature. I think it goes back ages, to any species, the male getting that much more excited over his...accomplishments.
Bela: Oh, so this is all about your accomplishments.
Michael: No. Our accomplishments.
Bela: Mmmmm-hmmm.
Michael: [shrugs] It's just a fact. Seeing your body change because of something we made...you giving me a daughter...it's the best turn on.
Bela: Uh-huh.
Michael: [frowns. this was him "opening up"]
Bela: [doesn't want to hear about the turn ons of how her body changed. just wants him to kiss her]
Michael: [he didn't pick up on that] I was just saying...
Bela: I got it, Michael.
Michael: Okay.
Bela: So. Where were we?
Michael: [aaaand now he catches up. he smiles and leans in to kiss her]
Bela: [smirks as she kisses him back]
Michael: [moves his hands back up her thighs]
Bela: [sighs as she leans into him again]
Michael: [pulls her shirt over her head]
Bela: [lets it drop to the floor before leaning in to kiss him again]
Michael: [his lips pull at hers as his hand moves up her stomach, and his thumb slips under her bra]
Bela: [moans softly into the as she moves closer]
Michael: [lets his thumb tease a bit more before reaching around to unclasp her bra and drop it, then letting his mouth fall down her chest again]
Bela: [tilts her head back with a moan]
Michael: [lifts her body a bit to get her closer]
Bela: [moves in to him, holding his head to get it closer]
Michael: [shifts and drops her on her back along the couch, hardly moving his mouth]
Bela: [stretches out under him, sliding her arms around his shoulders]
Michael: [kisses the length of her body, pausing to let his tongue get a little playful against her belly button]
Bela: [giggles slightly at that]
Michael: [leans up a bit to pull her pants down her hips]
Bela: [lifts her hips to help him]
Michael: [his hands slide all the way down her legs to get them off and he tosses them to the floor]
Bela: [fists his shirt slightly, before trying to pull it off him]
Michael: [lets it fall and moves up to kiss her again]
Bela: [kisses him back, wrapping her arms around his neck]
Michael: [settles closer between her legs, pulling one against his hip]
Bela: [pushes her hips up against him, pulling him closer]
Michael: [slides a hand between them to undo his belt]
Bela: [moves her hands down to help him]
Michael: [groans softly and kicks out of them]
Bela: [shifts her hips a bit to pull him closer]
Michael: [moves in against her]
Bela: [stays close, leaning into kiss him again]
Michael: [eventually drops against her, shifting his weight off of her, but staying close]
Bela: [curls in closer to him with a sigh]
Michael: [brushes her hair back] I've missed this.
Bela: Me too.
Michael: [lays back and pulls her close, closing his eyes] But...it's been worth it?
Bela: Yeah, it has.
Michael: Mmmm. Hard to imagine we made it here sometimes..
Bela: But we did.
Michael: Yeah... [rubs her back slowly] Maybe...maybe now that you've had my kid, you should marry me.
Bela: [smirks] Only just now?
Michael: [chuckles] Figure I'm stuck now.
Bela: Uh-huh.
Michael: Well if you don't want to..
Bela: Not if that's the only reason why you're asking me.
Michael: [leans over her to grab his pants off the floor and pulls a box from the pocket, setting it on her chest]
Bela: [looks at the box before looking at him.] I don't care about the ring, Michael.
Michael: Then what?
Bela: I need to know why.
Michael: [confused] Because it's the one I thought you'd like.
Bela: No, Michael. Why me?
Michael: [surprised by that question, he is quiet for a bit before pushing himself up to look down at her. he blinks] Because...it's you.
Bela: Because it's me?
Michael: All it's been is you.
Bela: So not just because of the baby.
Michael: That was a badly timed joke. [watches her] I can admit...going through that...having Lizzie...it made the idea of marriage less frightening, but...that wasn't about you. It was me.
Bela: So. Me.
Michael: [now he's concerned] What else do you need to hear?
Bela: [shakes her head] Nothing.
Michael: Bela...
Bela: I just ... I need it to be for the right reasons.
Michael: Then maybe I'm not saying it the right way. I want you to marry me because I love you. I want you to marry me because I can't ever lose you again. I want to marry you so we can be a family. I want to marry you, Bela, because...because as far as I'm concerned, all there is is you.
Bela: [watches him before nodding a bit and leaning in to kiss him again]
Michael: [kisses her briefly, still worried] If you don't want this..
Bela: No, no. I do.
Michael: [starting to breathe easier] Because I just set it all out on the table there, and if you still turn me down, I'm going to feel like a real idiot. [he's mostly teasing]
Bela: [laughs]
Michael: So do you want to open the box or not?
Bela: [nods as she goes to reach for it]
Michael: [helps her open it. inside is a simple, but exquisite antique diamond ring. it could almost be a family heirloom, if his family did that kind of thing]
Bela: [looks up with a smile] I love it.
Michael: [smiles back] I'm glad.
Bela: [leans in to kiss him again]
Michael: [kisses her back, while at the same time taking the ring and sliding it onto her finger. that special ops training]
Bela: [pulls back after a second to look at the ring again] So we're really doing this.
Michael: It looks that way.
Bela: [looks up at him] This is good.
Michael: [brushes her cheek] Very good.
Bela: [nods a bit before smiling]
Michael: Feel free to back out anytime, I'll still be here.
Bela: [laughs] I won't.
Michael: [gets up, pulling her with]
Bela: [goes with]
Michael: [carries her towards their bedroom, and drops her on the bed, leaning over her again] Want to try for a boy? [smirks]
Bela: [laughs] Not yet. Give me a chance to let my body adjust to the girl first.
Michael: [kisses her neck] Why don't you let it adjust to me for now?
Bela: Fine by me.
Michael: [settles in against her again]
Bela: [keeps him close]