Alice had no idea why she was here. Even her mock husband wasn't worth this shit but she had dressed up for the occassion. It wasn't white but it was as close as someone that wasn't worth a billion dollars could do.
Luckily for her Will looked like his picture. Sidling up next to him, she looked out over the party and not at him.
"You forgot to chain me to the stove, husband dear. Sorry but I've escaped. Hope you don't mind starving and blowing yourself."
He looked over, surprised. He didn't think he'd see her here -- actually, didn't know he'd ever see her again, but hey, why not roll with it?
Tossing an arm over her shoulder, he grinned, not looking at her either. "You know wifey, if I could blow myself, I really wouldn't need you around." A thought. "Although I still want to see you cook in the nude. That's a requirement. No bacon."
Softly, he added, "I'm glad you made it. Didn't think you'd come....at least, not without my direct involvement you know."
Her hand came to rest against his back, casual yet aggressive for a man that she didn't really know. "Trust me, I'm better than you ever could be. Unless there's a side of you that thinks I'm a man and you're into that."
Glancing down, Alice rolled her eyes. "I almost just wore jeans. I look ridiculous. You on the other hand look almost charming."
This was officially surreal. But why dwell on it? He'd just roll with it instead.
"You look hot. Which is good because if you were ugly, I'd have to revoke my proposal. Oh, and before we get married, I just need you to know there's a weight limit and such. So as long as you still look as fantastic as you do now -- seriously, nice ass -- then it's all gravy."
"I have the contracts at my apartment," he responded, taken away at her smile. What was with the mini blondes he seemed to be enamored with lately? "We can have your people go over it if you'd like but as your lawyer husband, I say it's perfect and has no need to be changed." A grin. "And as for viagra, it can count as a vitamin if you count sperm as protein. See how useful I am for you? I care that much."
He gave a mock sigh. "Always complaining, aren't you, recent love of my life." Thinking for a moment, he got a brainstorm.
"Hold on." Leaving her side momentarily, he went up to one of the servers and by pretending to be a CEO of some unknown company, he took the guy's hat and threw it on his head.
"There. How's that? I'm sorry I'm not naked, but that's for later."
"Fantastic? Ravishing? Scintillating?" He reached a hand out and gently brought her face forward, the cheeky grin replaced with a softer one.
"Come on, wife. Tell me what you think of me. After all, if we're going to be together forever, you need to be able to look at me."
And damn if he didn't want to kiss her but for whatever reason, while he would generally just take it, he didn't want to. Not yet at least. Was five minutes of knowing someone enough time to want to completely ravish them? Yes. But still, he waited.
"Sexy as all hell,' Alice whispered, grinning lopsidedly. And he did. He looked familiar and yet not overly so and something in her ached.
"You look amazing like that." For a moment the hardened film student gave way to something else. Something sweet and gentle. Her hand covererd his, lightly stroking the back of his hand as she smiled.
"Also forever last only until I kill you for the insurance,' she murmured, breaking the spell.
Yeah. She was hot. And fantastic. And he had no idea what to do. So he reverted to his usual self, as he tried to get a handle on it. Of course, that being said, he kept his hand on hers, in fact pulling her a little bit closer.
"Then the joke's on you," he responded. "I have no life insurance. I'm planning on leaving you with three kids and a mortgage to cover. And since I insist you don't work, I'm not entirely sure how you'll make ends meet. Possibly whoring yourself out as you'll be a real pro at blow jobs when I'm done with you."
Alice sighed, shaking her head sadly. "My darling husband do you think I'm that slow,' she asked with a laugh. Anything to resist that vague feeling that she was enjoying this too much. She barely knew him and jokes aside he was holding her hand and she was practically leaning against him.
"Do you think I would actually wait for you to sign papers? Besides I'm not having kids. Hard to have them when you swallow."
Looking down at her --why was she so tiny? -- he grinned. "I knew there was a reason I'm going to marry you." And because he couldn't help himself, he reached into his pocket with his free hand.
"I didn't know if you were going to come or not," he confessed, "but I figured it was only fair to get you something, you know, show the world how much I care and shit." In his palm was a simple, cheap, plastic ring, the kind you find in dollar stores. The little coloured glass was pink, the ring would most likely turn her finger green, but he couldn't help it.
"There. Now you can't say I never gave you anything."
"Oh we're not counting what I had to go to the clinic for? I mean some gifts just keep on giving,' Alice noted as she slid the ring onto the third finger on her left hand.
"Awww, it's perfect. I bet it requires a penicillian shot too,' Alice cooed, holding her finger up to admire how the light reflected off the strone. "It matches that tinge around your eyes."
"It's because I cried myself to sleep last night, convinced you wouldn't show up," he replied, not missing a beat.
"And I'll have you know that I am on first name terms with all of my STDs. You'll need to learn to embrace them. If they sense you love them, they'll leave you alone."
And he still wanted to kiss her. But damn if it wasn't appropriate to do so after an STD talk.
Luckily for her Will looked like his picture. Sidling up next to him, she looked out over the party and not at him.
"You forgot to chain me to the stove, husband dear. Sorry but I've escaped. Hope you don't mind starving and blowing yourself."
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Tossing an arm over her shoulder, he grinned, not looking at her either. "You know wifey, if I could blow myself, I really wouldn't need you around." A thought. "Although I still want to see you cook in the nude. That's a requirement. No bacon."
Softly, he added, "I'm glad you made it. Didn't think you'd come....at least, not without my direct involvement you know."
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Glancing down, Alice rolled her eyes. "I almost just wore jeans. I look ridiculous. You on the other hand look almost charming."
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"You look hot. Which is good because if you were ugly, I'd have to revoke my proposal. Oh, and before we get married, I just need you to know there's a weight limit and such. So as long as you still look as fantastic as you do now -- seriously, nice ass -- then it's all gravy."
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"And can I mention that I don't count viagra as a vitamin?"
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Alice offered her coyest smile. "Also, I'm highly disappointed that you're not wearing a top hat. I want that added."
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"Hold on." Leaving her side momentarily, he went up to one of the servers and by pretending to be a CEO of some unknown company, he took the guy's hat and threw it on his head.
"There. How's that? I'm sorry I'm not naked, but that's for later."
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She watched Will leave but as he turned to come back her, Alice's breath caught in her lungs.
"Oh. I... Uhmmm.." She swallowed hard. "You look...." Nodding, she looked away, blushing about four shades of red.
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"Come on, wife. Tell me what you think of me. After all, if we're going to be together forever, you need to be able to look at me."
And damn if he didn't want to kiss her but for whatever reason, while he would generally just take it, he didn't want to. Not yet at least. Was five minutes of knowing someone enough time to want to completely ravish them? Yes. But still, he waited.
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"You look amazing like that." For a moment the hardened film student gave way to something else. Something sweet and gentle. Her hand covererd his, lightly stroking the back of his hand as she smiled.
"Also forever last only until I kill you for the insurance,' she murmured, breaking the spell.
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"Then the joke's on you," he responded. "I have no life insurance. I'm planning on leaving you with three kids and a mortgage to cover. And since I insist you don't work, I'm not entirely sure how you'll make ends meet. Possibly whoring yourself out as you'll be a real pro at blow jobs when I'm done with you."
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"Do you think I would actually wait for you to sign papers? Besides I'm not having kids. Hard to have them when you swallow."
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Looking down at her --why was she so tiny? -- he grinned. "I knew there was a reason I'm going to marry you." And because he couldn't help himself, he reached into his pocket with his free hand.
"I didn't know if you were going to come or not," he confessed, "but I figured it was only fair to get you something, you know, show the world how much I care and shit." In his palm was a simple, cheap, plastic ring, the kind you find in dollar stores. The little coloured glass was pink, the ring would most likely turn her finger green, but he couldn't help it.
"There. Now you can't say I never gave you anything."
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"Awww, it's perfect. I bet it requires a penicillian shot too,' Alice cooed, holding her finger up to admire how the light reflected off the strone. "It matches that tinge around your eyes."
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"And I'll have you know that I am on first name terms with all of my STDs. You'll need to learn to embrace them. If they sense you love them, they'll leave you alone."
And he still wanted to kiss her. But damn if it wasn't appropriate to do so after an STD talk.
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