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I wrote this for liljulie35 in queenschamber Valentine’s Day’s secret fic exchange.
Title: The Pear For The Earrings
Rating: pear
Category: romance
Archive:
Disclaimer: Princess Diaries 1 & 2, and its characters are the property of Disney, Buena Vista, and Meg Cabot. I make no money from this work of fiction.
Summary: It was the day after their marriage. Clarisse gave Joseph a pair of diamond earrings and…
Liljulie35’s requirements:
- Set anywhere between the wedding and Mia's coronation
- Must include at least one pear lol
- Joseph and Clarisse have their first disagreement as a married couple
A/N: Special thanks to rev_sue for wonderful beta and great advise. Thank you d_jools (Naga) for your beta in Japanese and help me translating. I can’t write this within deadline without you.
It is my very first fic in English. I am so sorry I cannot fill two of the requirements. At first I planned long story, but I couldn’t write all of it, cruelly the deadline is too soon and it's too hard for me translating all parts. So I had to alternate my story to a slice of pear. Someday I hope I can post the other ideas as another story…
日本語版はこちら here is Japanese version
I f possible, I recommend you to read Japanese version. I translated as exact as possible, I could't do some expressions, though.
It was the day after their wedding.
“Joseph, would you like to give me your hand?” Clarisse waltzed into their sitting room and asked him.
“Yes, dear,” he said, offering his hand to her.
She turned his palm up and put a little box on his hand. The box was wrapped in paper which showed him she had purchased it from her favorite jewel shop.
“May I open it?”
“Yes, of course. I’m hoping you'll like it.”
Joseph tore off the paper, opened the box, and picked out the oval shaped white velvet case. He found that, on the cushion, was a pair of golden pierced earrings with tiny but brilliant diamond insets. “They are so beautiful! Are you going to give them to me? Thank you, Clarisse, but I'm afraid I have only one hole on my ear.”
“I love your golden pierced earring, but isn’t it a good idea that we share them as our wedding memory? One is for you and another is for me. Care to try it?” she asked mischievously.
He felt slightly embarrassed, sharing a pair of pierced earrings as if they were young lovers, but he was willing to try it so that he could see her face shining with a smile. “I’ll change to the new one.” He rose up with the box in his hand and went through their bedchamber to the dressing room as if he had walked the same route for years. Clarisse followed and stood behind him as he removed his earring in front of the dressing mirror.
“Let me do it.” She reached for the box and, picking up one pierced earring from the cushion, she removed the back and put it down on the cushion.
He involuntarily shrugged his shoulders when her hand touched the side of his right ear as she tried to put the earring on him.
“Keep still, please. I can’t find the hole. ”
“Ahh, sorry.”
Although she had ordered him not to move again, he shrugged again when she returned to her task. He felt not only tickling but also something rising up in his body when her soft fingertip touched him. She didn’t seem to notice.
“Let try me again. Sit down on the stool so I can get better access to your ear.”
“Ah, ah yes.” He managed to reply, and sat down on the make-up stool.
“So, now I see it.” She put her hand on the back of his ear, and threaded the earring through the hole.
“Aahh, ” Her fingertip that held his ear brought him such feelings that made him ready to jump up from the stool.
“Did I hurt you?” she asked.
“No problem, I’m all right.”
“Does that tickle? I just have to put the back on now.” As she said this, she picked up the back of the earring.
Joseph was afraid that if he kept allowing her to touch his ear even one more moment, it would cause trouble to him. So he told her he could take care of it himself, and took the back from her hand and pushed it on the stem of the pierced earring. “Now it's my turn?”
“Could you do it for me?” Clarisse asked innocently.
“Yes, of course,” replied Joseph. As he stood up, he noticed his pants were tented by his erection so he sat her on the stool in front of him trying to hide his state before it caught her attention.
“Please,” she asked as she removed her pieced earrings. Then she smiled at Joseph through the mirror and pushed the hair on the left side of her head aside with her right hand from behind so that he could get better access to her ear. She was slightly nervous because she realized that it was first time she had been with her husband in the dressing room. This was a ladies area, and her husband had never helped her by putting any of her jewels on her body. During forty years of marriage to Rupert, he had offered her compliments on her completed beauty but he had never concerned himself with the management of her jewelry and clothes nor stepped into that area; he had left that to her ladies' maids.
Joseph gasped inwardly and lost his concentration for a moment when he found her gesture had revealed her neckline under the light. He realized how beautiful was the shape of her ear, hidden under the jewels until now. Pulling himself together, he picked up the other earring and tried to bend down. “Stand up, please. My knee would hurt …”
“Oh sorry, I hadn’t noticed.”
He held her hand with his unoccupied hand and helped her up from the stool. As he encircled his arm around her chest and put his right hand on her left ear, she shivered with ticklishness.
“Keep still, please.”
He brought his face nearer her neck to check the position of the hole, his skilled finger threading the stem through the hole easily. His breath tickled her neck as he picked the back up from the cushion while he pinched her ear lobe with his fingers to prevent the earring from falling out. The touch of his finger and the warmth of his breath caused a moan to escape from her lips. She was not only feeling ticklish. He was caught by the urge to kiss her, but somehow he controlled himself and pushed the back onto the stem of the pierced earring. When he had finished his task, he made her turn to stand full face to the mirror, resting his hand on her shoulder. “That fits you well.”
“They fit both of us well.”
They looked at each other in the mirror; it caused more strange feelings to both of them than staring directly at each other. Maybe it was because they had to realize how they looked at one another. The mirror clearly showed what kind of emotion this little contact had brought both of them because they looked flushed with excitement. The diamonds were sparkling on one ear of each of them.
“This ear looks bare.” He touched her left ear with his hand holding her in his arms from behind. “Shall I kiss your ear instead of putting on an earring?” His lips brushed her right ear.
“Hum, Joseph?” her reply sounded faintly protesting.
He was whispering into her ear keeping his lips on it. “I can’t find any other words but perfect while admiring the shape of your ear and delicate flush of pink.”
She shuddered with anticipation and moaned with sweet sensation of his lips and whispering voice. Closing her eyes unconsciously, she enjoyed his husky baritone, the light touching of his lips and his breath tickling her ear.
“Not too thick nor too thin, and soft like a rose petal, ” Saying those words, he nibbled at her ear robe with his teeth.
When she felt his teeth and lips on her ear, she felt as if the nerves of her whole body were concentrated on her left ear and that her knees were losing the strength necessary to keep still herself. Then she leaned her body on him, standing behind her. He watched her in the mirror as she closed her eyes, flushed, opened her lips slightly and let a sweet sigh escape her lips. She looked to be enjoying the sensations that he gave her.
“Open your eyes, Clarisse.” Joseph ordered as he nibbled her ear lobe.
She smiled sweetly at him through the mirror, her eyes slightly open. She sighed with satisfaction sensing his desire in his eyes and evidence of that pushing into her lower back. She saw herself in the mirror, feeling melted by his ministrations. The diamond in his ear was sparkling like his eyes reflected under the light. She wondered vaguely for a moment what she was doing in the dressing room and how she could make up in front of this mirror in the morning, but soon these thoughts were gone out of her mind. Joseph kept his eyes on hers, whispered her name into her ear, she murmured his name with a sigh. He wavered between sweeping her off her feet into his arms to take her into bed or enjoying the sight of his beautiful, sensual wife writhing involuntarily in the mirror for a while. Then he realized that he wanted to enjoy this sensation. At the same time, he sensed that if he touched any other part of her body except her beautiful ear or if he kissed her seductive lips, he would lose control himself and make love to her in this room. And if he did so, she could never make up in front of this mirror without embarrassment. He needed his willpower desperately to not do that. At least he could cherish her beautiful ear for a while…
“It is so beautiful.” Saying this, the tip of his middle finger trailed around the outline of her ear meaningfully.
Her nerves concentrated on her ear where his finger trailed again. Feeling the movement, her spine lost its strength to keep her upright, and she leaned her whole body on him. The light was flickering like the sparkle of diamonds in her mind. Finding it hard to think, she wondered what words would come next from his lips, but none came. Instead of words, his tongue trailed down the same line where his middle finger just had. When his tongue reached the center of her ear, he murmured, softly blowing his breath, “Here is like your there. ”
She couldn’t understand what he said. “There?” she asked vaguely.
“There ... where you accepted me last night.” She opened her eyes with surprise.
Looking into her eyes as the tip of his tongue continued to trail around the same line meaningfully, he said “It would be sensitive, soft and warm, like here.” When he said the word “warm ”, he put his tongue into the center. She moaned loudly and almost screamed as she remembered the feeling which he had given her last night. Sensations existed only in her ear as the light grew stronger and stronger and filled her mind.
Joseph continued to murmur, “I’m sure it would be beautiful. I want to do same there.” She felt his warm breath on the center of her ear and his tongue slipping in and out of there. It began to swirl in her mind ... this feeling and the bright memory of last night when she had felt him inside her and the light.
The breaths escaping her lips became shallow, her body began to tremble, and her heart raced in her chest. The diamonds were sparkling in the dim light of the dressing room, as if they reflected the growing desire. “Then do it. Make love to me, Joseph.”
There was nothing between them but bare skin. He trailed his lips down to her lower body, from the sensitive hollow of her neck to her chest, her chest to her left breast, her breast to her navel, her navel to her lower belly. Finally, when his lips found the twitching sweet softness between her thighs, he sighed. His breath blew on her there, and it made her shudder. In accordance with his recent declaration, he caressed her there with his lips and tongue. His lips followed her outline like petals, the tip of his tongue stroked her swollen pearl, he slipped his tongue into her wet inner fold and he gave her sweet tortures repeatedly. She dug her nails into his shoulder and turned her head right and left. As she turned her head, as he moved in her there, the two diamonds in their ears gave new light and sparkled with the movement. The light in her mind grew larger and larger, made a stream, and began to swirl. Her legs began to quiver, her little whimpers became husky and then, with an arching of her back off the bed and a sob of his name, she came. The diamond in her ear was sparkling with her quivering, the swirl of sparkling light in her mind became larger and larger, then flooded over to fill her mind.
After a while, Clarisse was still trying to catch her breath, drifting back to reality. Joseph lifted up his head from the twitching sweet softness between her thighs, kissing lightly her lower belly, her navel and her left breast. He trailed his lips back up her body along the way he had gone earlier. Then he settled between her legs again. Feeling his gaze, she opened her eyes to find his handsome face mere inches from her.
“You are incredible, my hot, sweet, beautiful wife. I love you, Clarisse.” He brushed her hair that was hanging over her forehead and asked. “Do you like that?”
She reached out her hands and cupped them lovingly on his face. “I... I love that... oh, I love you...” she choked, and then her lips pressed hard onto Joseph's. As she felt her own taste on his lips and tongue, she let out a sensual moan into his mouth, lost in the light of their lovemaking again. This, however, was different from the strong light which she experienced little while ago; now it wrapped around her softly and blissfully.
Then her knee drew up and wrapped over his hip loosely, which he took as her sign allowing him to go on. Knowing she wanted him pleased him more than any other things on the earth. He gently penetrated into her, and then began to rock against her, lazily, almost as painfully slow as he could.
They wished that they could do this for hours... this way, face to face, eye to eye, their bodies pressed together as if they were trying to be one. Reflecting the dim light, the diamonds on their ears were sparkling slowly as they rocked together. No words were spoken, no words were needed. There was only the strong desire to unite as one for the rest of their life. But soon, too soon, the urgency of release growing within their bodies overwhelmed that gentle passion. His hands cupped over her rear, pulling her firmly against him and he increased his speed, thrusting hard into her. Her arms around his neck clung to him and she bucked her hips to match his thrust. The diamonds were sparkling more and more as their movements became faster and faster. His last strong thrust brought them their release, swirling the sparkling flash of light in their mind and flooding over them. Then they drifted into quiet sleep, their arms tight around each other's body, the diamonds reflecting the dim light quietly as their chests moved up and down with their regular breath.
After that, they got a pair of star shaped golden pierced rings on their first Christmas and heart shaped ruby ones on the next Valentine's day, and they enjoyed this first new tradition added to their marriage as much as they had on the day they had created this custom by getting their diamond ones.
Title: The Pear For The Earrings
Rating: pear
Category: romance
Archive:
Disclaimer: Princess Diaries 1 & 2, and its characters are the property of Disney, Buena Vista, and Meg Cabot. I make no money from this work of fiction.
Summary: It was the day after their marriage. Clarisse gave Joseph a pair of diamond earrings and…
Liljulie35’s requirements:
- Set anywhere between the wedding and Mia's coronation
- Must include at least one pear lol
- Joseph and Clarisse have their first disagreement as a married couple
A/N: Special thanks to rev_sue for wonderful beta and great advise. Thank you d_jools (Naga) for your beta in Japanese and help me translating. I can’t write this within deadline without you.
It is my very first fic in English. I am so sorry I cannot fill two of the requirements. At first I planned long story, but I couldn’t write all of it, cruelly the deadline is too soon and it's too hard for me translating all parts. So I had to alternate my story to a slice of pear. Someday I hope I can post the other ideas as another story…
日本語版はこちら here is Japanese version
I f possible, I recommend you to read Japanese version. I translated as exact as possible, I could't do some expressions, though.
It was the day after their wedding.
“Joseph, would you like to give me your hand?” Clarisse waltzed into their sitting room and asked him.
“Yes, dear,” he said, offering his hand to her.
She turned his palm up and put a little box on his hand. The box was wrapped in paper which showed him she had purchased it from her favorite jewel shop.
“May I open it?”
“Yes, of course. I’m hoping you'll like it.”
Joseph tore off the paper, opened the box, and picked out the oval shaped white velvet case. He found that, on the cushion, was a pair of golden pierced earrings with tiny but brilliant diamond insets. “They are so beautiful! Are you going to give them to me? Thank you, Clarisse, but I'm afraid I have only one hole on my ear.”
“I love your golden pierced earring, but isn’t it a good idea that we share them as our wedding memory? One is for you and another is for me. Care to try it?” she asked mischievously.
He felt slightly embarrassed, sharing a pair of pierced earrings as if they were young lovers, but he was willing to try it so that he could see her face shining with a smile. “I’ll change to the new one.” He rose up with the box in his hand and went through their bedchamber to the dressing room as if he had walked the same route for years. Clarisse followed and stood behind him as he removed his earring in front of the dressing mirror.
“Let me do it.” She reached for the box and, picking up one pierced earring from the cushion, she removed the back and put it down on the cushion.
He involuntarily shrugged his shoulders when her hand touched the side of his right ear as she tried to put the earring on him.
“Keep still, please. I can’t find the hole. ”
“Ahh, sorry.”
Although she had ordered him not to move again, he shrugged again when she returned to her task. He felt not only tickling but also something rising up in his body when her soft fingertip touched him. She didn’t seem to notice.
“Let try me again. Sit down on the stool so I can get better access to your ear.”
“Ah, ah yes.” He managed to reply, and sat down on the make-up stool.
“So, now I see it.” She put her hand on the back of his ear, and threaded the earring through the hole.
“Aahh, ” Her fingertip that held his ear brought him such feelings that made him ready to jump up from the stool.
“Did I hurt you?” she asked.
“No problem, I’m all right.”
“Does that tickle? I just have to put the back on now.” As she said this, she picked up the back of the earring.
Joseph was afraid that if he kept allowing her to touch his ear even one more moment, it would cause trouble to him. So he told her he could take care of it himself, and took the back from her hand and pushed it on the stem of the pierced earring. “Now it's my turn?”
“Could you do it for me?” Clarisse asked innocently.
“Yes, of course,” replied Joseph. As he stood up, he noticed his pants were tented by his erection so he sat her on the stool in front of him trying to hide his state before it caught her attention.
“Please,” she asked as she removed her pieced earrings. Then she smiled at Joseph through the mirror and pushed the hair on the left side of her head aside with her right hand from behind so that he could get better access to her ear. She was slightly nervous because she realized that it was first time she had been with her husband in the dressing room. This was a ladies area, and her husband had never helped her by putting any of her jewels on her body. During forty years of marriage to Rupert, he had offered her compliments on her completed beauty but he had never concerned himself with the management of her jewelry and clothes nor stepped into that area; he had left that to her ladies' maids.
Joseph gasped inwardly and lost his concentration for a moment when he found her gesture had revealed her neckline under the light. He realized how beautiful was the shape of her ear, hidden under the jewels until now. Pulling himself together, he picked up the other earring and tried to bend down. “Stand up, please. My knee would hurt …”
“Oh sorry, I hadn’t noticed.”
He held her hand with his unoccupied hand and helped her up from the stool. As he encircled his arm around her chest and put his right hand on her left ear, she shivered with ticklishness.
“Keep still, please.”
He brought his face nearer her neck to check the position of the hole, his skilled finger threading the stem through the hole easily. His breath tickled her neck as he picked the back up from the cushion while he pinched her ear lobe with his fingers to prevent the earring from falling out. The touch of his finger and the warmth of his breath caused a moan to escape from her lips. She was not only feeling ticklish. He was caught by the urge to kiss her, but somehow he controlled himself and pushed the back onto the stem of the pierced earring. When he had finished his task, he made her turn to stand full face to the mirror, resting his hand on her shoulder. “That fits you well.”
“They fit both of us well.”
They looked at each other in the mirror; it caused more strange feelings to both of them than staring directly at each other. Maybe it was because they had to realize how they looked at one another. The mirror clearly showed what kind of emotion this little contact had brought both of them because they looked flushed with excitement. The diamonds were sparkling on one ear of each of them.
“This ear looks bare.” He touched her left ear with his hand holding her in his arms from behind. “Shall I kiss your ear instead of putting on an earring?” His lips brushed her right ear.
“Hum, Joseph?” her reply sounded faintly protesting.
He was whispering into her ear keeping his lips on it. “I can’t find any other words but perfect while admiring the shape of your ear and delicate flush of pink.”
She shuddered with anticipation and moaned with sweet sensation of his lips and whispering voice. Closing her eyes unconsciously, she enjoyed his husky baritone, the light touching of his lips and his breath tickling her ear.
“Not too thick nor too thin, and soft like a rose petal, ” Saying those words, he nibbled at her ear robe with his teeth.
When she felt his teeth and lips on her ear, she felt as if the nerves of her whole body were concentrated on her left ear and that her knees were losing the strength necessary to keep still herself. Then she leaned her body on him, standing behind her. He watched her in the mirror as she closed her eyes, flushed, opened her lips slightly and let a sweet sigh escape her lips. She looked to be enjoying the sensations that he gave her.
“Open your eyes, Clarisse.” Joseph ordered as he nibbled her ear lobe.
She smiled sweetly at him through the mirror, her eyes slightly open. She sighed with satisfaction sensing his desire in his eyes and evidence of that pushing into her lower back. She saw herself in the mirror, feeling melted by his ministrations. The diamond in his ear was sparkling like his eyes reflected under the light. She wondered vaguely for a moment what she was doing in the dressing room and how she could make up in front of this mirror in the morning, but soon these thoughts were gone out of her mind. Joseph kept his eyes on hers, whispered her name into her ear, she murmured his name with a sigh. He wavered between sweeping her off her feet into his arms to take her into bed or enjoying the sight of his beautiful, sensual wife writhing involuntarily in the mirror for a while. Then he realized that he wanted to enjoy this sensation. At the same time, he sensed that if he touched any other part of her body except her beautiful ear or if he kissed her seductive lips, he would lose control himself and make love to her in this room. And if he did so, she could never make up in front of this mirror without embarrassment. He needed his willpower desperately to not do that. At least he could cherish her beautiful ear for a while…
“It is so beautiful.” Saying this, the tip of his middle finger trailed around the outline of her ear meaningfully.
Her nerves concentrated on her ear where his finger trailed again. Feeling the movement, her spine lost its strength to keep her upright, and she leaned her whole body on him. The light was flickering like the sparkle of diamonds in her mind. Finding it hard to think, she wondered what words would come next from his lips, but none came. Instead of words, his tongue trailed down the same line where his middle finger just had. When his tongue reached the center of her ear, he murmured, softly blowing his breath, “Here is like your there. ”
She couldn’t understand what he said. “There?” she asked vaguely.
“There ... where you accepted me last night.” She opened her eyes with surprise.
Looking into her eyes as the tip of his tongue continued to trail around the same line meaningfully, he said “It would be sensitive, soft and warm, like here.” When he said the word “warm ”, he put his tongue into the center. She moaned loudly and almost screamed as she remembered the feeling which he had given her last night. Sensations existed only in her ear as the light grew stronger and stronger and filled her mind.
Joseph continued to murmur, “I’m sure it would be beautiful. I want to do same there.” She felt his warm breath on the center of her ear and his tongue slipping in and out of there. It began to swirl in her mind ... this feeling and the bright memory of last night when she had felt him inside her and the light.
The breaths escaping her lips became shallow, her body began to tremble, and her heart raced in her chest. The diamonds were sparkling in the dim light of the dressing room, as if they reflected the growing desire. “Then do it. Make love to me, Joseph.”
There was nothing between them but bare skin. He trailed his lips down to her lower body, from the sensitive hollow of her neck to her chest, her chest to her left breast, her breast to her navel, her navel to her lower belly. Finally, when his lips found the twitching sweet softness between her thighs, he sighed. His breath blew on her there, and it made her shudder. In accordance with his recent declaration, he caressed her there with his lips and tongue. His lips followed her outline like petals, the tip of his tongue stroked her swollen pearl, he slipped his tongue into her wet inner fold and he gave her sweet tortures repeatedly. She dug her nails into his shoulder and turned her head right and left. As she turned her head, as he moved in her there, the two diamonds in their ears gave new light and sparkled with the movement. The light in her mind grew larger and larger, made a stream, and began to swirl. Her legs began to quiver, her little whimpers became husky and then, with an arching of her back off the bed and a sob of his name, she came. The diamond in her ear was sparkling with her quivering, the swirl of sparkling light in her mind became larger and larger, then flooded over to fill her mind.
After a while, Clarisse was still trying to catch her breath, drifting back to reality. Joseph lifted up his head from the twitching sweet softness between her thighs, kissing lightly her lower belly, her navel and her left breast. He trailed his lips back up her body along the way he had gone earlier. Then he settled between her legs again. Feeling his gaze, she opened her eyes to find his handsome face mere inches from her.
“You are incredible, my hot, sweet, beautiful wife. I love you, Clarisse.” He brushed her hair that was hanging over her forehead and asked. “Do you like that?”
She reached out her hands and cupped them lovingly on his face. “I... I love that... oh, I love you...” she choked, and then her lips pressed hard onto Joseph's. As she felt her own taste on his lips and tongue, she let out a sensual moan into his mouth, lost in the light of their lovemaking again. This, however, was different from the strong light which she experienced little while ago; now it wrapped around her softly and blissfully.
Then her knee drew up and wrapped over his hip loosely, which he took as her sign allowing him to go on. Knowing she wanted him pleased him more than any other things on the earth. He gently penetrated into her, and then began to rock against her, lazily, almost as painfully slow as he could.
They wished that they could do this for hours... this way, face to face, eye to eye, their bodies pressed together as if they were trying to be one. Reflecting the dim light, the diamonds on their ears were sparkling slowly as they rocked together. No words were spoken, no words were needed. There was only the strong desire to unite as one for the rest of their life. But soon, too soon, the urgency of release growing within their bodies overwhelmed that gentle passion. His hands cupped over her rear, pulling her firmly against him and he increased his speed, thrusting hard into her. Her arms around his neck clung to him and she bucked her hips to match his thrust. The diamonds were sparkling more and more as their movements became faster and faster. His last strong thrust brought them their release, swirling the sparkling flash of light in their mind and flooding over them. Then they drifted into quiet sleep, their arms tight around each other's body, the diamonds reflecting the dim light quietly as their chests moved up and down with their regular breath.
After that, they got a pair of star shaped golden pierced rings on their first Christmas and heart shaped ruby ones on the next Valentine's day, and they enjoyed this first new tradition added to their marriage as much as they had on the day they had created this custom by getting their diamond ones.