Where the Heart Is: Sequel to Returning Home 3/12, PG-13, R/K
Title: Where The Heart Is: Sequel to Returning Home
Author: phoenix_cry & virkatjol
Rating/s | Content: NC-17, mostly PG-13
Pairing/s | Character/s: Richard/Kahlan, George/Mary Cypher
Word Count: 20,800
Summary: Takes place right after Returning Home. Kahlan and Ricahrd head back to Aydindril.
Warnings: Sex, angst, Babbies.
Author's Notes:
virkatjol A/N: I <3 Writing with Phoenix_cry she’s the reason I write Smut! IDK if everyone should curse her or thank her! hahah I owe her for getting me to write. Being brave enough to begin this journey which has completely spiraled out of control for me hahaha. *GLOMPS*
phoenix-cry A/N: I must admit that there were some rough patches for me, while trying to write this (stupid, stupid writer's block *glares*), but despite those, I had a great time working with virkatjol again. I just love writing fic with her. I don't have to tell you that she's awesome, right? Anyways, I hope you enjoy the ride, just as much as K enjoys riding R...Eh, what?
Yeah, well, have fun, guys. ;-)
Chapter 3
They found themselves alone in the house in a rare bit of peacefulness. Richard sat at the floor in front of Kahlan by the fire. She had been reading a book, but when he plopped himself between her feet and placed his head on her lap, she set it down. Her hands went automatically to his hair to run though it. She never got tired of touching him.
“Mmm, Kahlan.” Richard loved that she would place her hands on him when he was near. He needed to feel that connection to her as well, and he loved that she searched it out too. “We need to talk about the wedding.”
“I don’t want anything very big. Just us, your family, Chase’s family and Zedd, in the clearing by the cliff where we first met. How does that sound to you?”
“As long as you don’t have a dagger to my throat throughout the ceremony, it sounds wonderful. Very us.” Richard smiled up at her and continued, “Really, I’m happy to go along with anything that you want, but I like small and simple.”
“Me too, just a quiet, unpretentious wedding with our closest friends and family. I just want to be your wife. I don’t care if it’s no one but us, the minister and the wildlife.” Kahlan slid off the chair and joined him on the floor.
He opened his arms and let her move into them, pulling her into his lap. “I think my mother would kill us both if we got married without her present. She’s been trying to marry me off for years.”
Kahlan smiled at the thought of Mary ribbing Richard about finding a wife. She was glad that he hadn’t listened to the advice before meeting her. Imagining her life without him in it wasn’t something she thought about often, and it wasn’t a fate she wanted to ever have to live.
“Thank you for waiting for me.” Kahlan brought her lips to his, kissing him in gratitude.
His arms tightened around her, drawing her body into his. Deepening the kiss, he entered her mouth with his tongue, sweeping along hers, delighting her senses. He loved kissing her, and he could spend hours with their mouths connected and not grow bored.
The sound of the door opening interrupted their make out session. Richard planted a last peck on her lips before acknowledging the intrusion. His parents were home, and they brought the chill of the winter air in with them. He felt Kahlan shiver and subconsciously rubbed his hand up and down on her arm that was exposed to the cold air.
“Mom, Dad, you’re home.” Richard called out in greeting.
“Not a minute too soon either from the looks of you two.” Mary winked at Kahlan, “From the looks of it, if we’d have been any later who knows what we’d have discovered.” She noticed the other woman’s deep blush spread across her cheeks. She liked to tease her future daughter-in-law about their activities often. She was glad that they were so openly in love however. She could remember back when she and George had to show affection no matter who was around. Mary was very happy that her son had found a deep, abiding love with someone as wonderful as Kahlan.
Richard chuckled at his mom. He liked to tease Kahlan about it as well, but for different reasons. The blush that crossed her skin aroused him. She looked so fresh and healthy like a new cherry blossom in the springtime. He often said things just to see if she’d respond with a blush. He appreciated it even more when she was nude, then he could see the pink coloring all the way down her chest.
“Kahlan and I have decided on a wedding.” Richard announced to his parents.
“Oh that’s wonderful, my dear.” George walked over and pulled Kahlan up and enveloped her in his arms. “I can’t wait to show you off officially as my daughter. All the town will be abuzz with jealousy from old George Cypher having such a beautiful woman in his family.” He felt her chuckle into his chest and she squeezed him back.
Richard hopped up from the floor and retrieved Kahlan from his father’s arms. Despite the number of months they’d been back together in Hartland, he still felt a need to touch her at all times. He nodded at Kahlan to tell the family what the decision was.
“Well, I’d like to get married very soon.” She thought that she heard Mary squeak at that news. “We decided to go with something very small though, just us, Chase’s family and Zedd.” Kahlan looked at her soon-to-be mother and saw a flash of disappointment cross her face, but it was covered quickly when she noticed that she was being watched. “I want to marry him in the spot that I met him. Up on the cliff outside of town. He saved my life there that day.” She turned to look into Richard’s eyes. Holding his gaze with hers. “He is my life now, it’s only fitting that we make our union official on that spot.”
“That sounds wonderful, my dear.” Mary walked over and hugged her as well. “So when is the day?”
Kahlan and Richard looked at each other. They hadn’t gotten to that part, but he nodded at her to just choose a date.
“This Saturday.” Kahlan thought that three days was plenty of time for their small wedding to be assembled. She just wanted it all to be over so she could settle into her life with the man that she loved. She also knew that they’d have to be heading to Aydindril very shortly and she wanted his parents to get the joy of their union, and not just the thousands of people she barely knew.
“Kahlan... I don’t...” Mary was speechless. Three days, impossible to get a wedding together in that short amount of time.
“Nothing big, mom, we just need a small supper.” Richard tried to reassure his mother that everything would work out. “It’s going to be less then twenty people, I think that we can handle it. I’ll go call on the minister in the morning. He always was fond of me, despite me trying to raise the keeper from the underworld.”
Mary smiled wistfully; remembering the days when her youngest son was just that - a youngster making chaos and loving it, like every child does.
And now here he was, all grown up and about to get married to a beautiful woman.
- - -
Three nights later, Kahlan and Richard lay awake, curled up together, not being able to fall asleep.
Skin pressed against skin, they relished the contact, for it had a calming effect on their expectant hearts.
Drawing lazy circles on Kahlan's back, Richard watched how the silver moonlight cast shadows on her pale skin.
Half draped over him, she had her eyes closed and a content smile on her lips.
He couldn't take his eyes off her.
“So. Tomorrow, hm?” she mumbled against his chest, her warm breath teasingly caressing his skin.
“Yes. About time, I would say,” he sighed happily.
She hummed in lazy agreement, her hand settling farther up on his chest and began teasing his nipple. His eyes slid closed against his will.
Her leg slipped over his hips next, until she was straddling him.
“What do you think, Seeker?” Her hair hung in a curtain around their heads; her face lowered to his. Her lips were whispering across his own, making them tingle in anticipation. “Should we have another round of celebration about our impending wedding tomorrow? Or do you want to sleep and rest for our big, private post-wedding-celebration. I'd understand if you'd need the rest, because I have very tiring plans for you.” Her tongue darted out and played over his bottom lip.
With a growl, he pushed her over and rolled onto her, claiming her lips in a passionate kiss.
“The Seeker does not need to rest. Especially not for that.”
And then he went about proving it to her.
- - -
“Do they ever rest?” George sighed and glanced over at his wife, who was trying very hard not to giggle.
She swatted him slightly. “Oh, let them be. They're young and in love. And they had to restrain themselves long enough.”
“Yes. But we are not young anymore and need our sleep,” he groused. Sighing again, he turned around and clamped his pillow over his ears. As much as he loved his son, he was very jealous of his stamina.
Author: phoenix_cry & virkatjol
Rating/s | Content: NC-17, mostly PG-13
Pairing/s | Character/s: Richard/Kahlan, George/Mary Cypher
Word Count: 20,800
Summary: Takes place right after Returning Home. Kahlan and Ricahrd head back to Aydindril.
Warnings: Sex, angst, Babbies.
Author's Notes:
virkatjol A/N: I <3 Writing with Phoenix_cry she’s the reason I write Smut! IDK if everyone should curse her or thank her! hahah I owe her for getting me to write. Being brave enough to begin this journey which has completely spiraled out of control for me hahaha. *GLOMPS*
phoenix-cry A/N: I must admit that there were some rough patches for me, while trying to write this (stupid, stupid writer's block *glares*), but despite those, I had a great time working with virkatjol again. I just love writing fic with her. I don't have to tell you that she's awesome, right? Anyways, I hope you enjoy the ride, just as much as K enjoys riding R...Eh, what?
Yeah, well, have fun, guys. ;-)
Chapter 3
They found themselves alone in the house in a rare bit of peacefulness. Richard sat at the floor in front of Kahlan by the fire. She had been reading a book, but when he plopped himself between her feet and placed his head on her lap, she set it down. Her hands went automatically to his hair to run though it. She never got tired of touching him.
“Mmm, Kahlan.” Richard loved that she would place her hands on him when he was near. He needed to feel that connection to her as well, and he loved that she searched it out too. “We need to talk about the wedding.”
“I don’t want anything very big. Just us, your family, Chase’s family and Zedd, in the clearing by the cliff where we first met. How does that sound to you?”
“As long as you don’t have a dagger to my throat throughout the ceremony, it sounds wonderful. Very us.” Richard smiled up at her and continued, “Really, I’m happy to go along with anything that you want, but I like small and simple.”
“Me too, just a quiet, unpretentious wedding with our closest friends and family. I just want to be your wife. I don’t care if it’s no one but us, the minister and the wildlife.” Kahlan slid off the chair and joined him on the floor.
He opened his arms and let her move into them, pulling her into his lap. “I think my mother would kill us both if we got married without her present. She’s been trying to marry me off for years.”
Kahlan smiled at the thought of Mary ribbing Richard about finding a wife. She was glad that he hadn’t listened to the advice before meeting her. Imagining her life without him in it wasn’t something she thought about often, and it wasn’t a fate she wanted to ever have to live.
“Thank you for waiting for me.” Kahlan brought her lips to his, kissing him in gratitude.
His arms tightened around her, drawing her body into his. Deepening the kiss, he entered her mouth with his tongue, sweeping along hers, delighting her senses. He loved kissing her, and he could spend hours with their mouths connected and not grow bored.
The sound of the door opening interrupted their make out session. Richard planted a last peck on her lips before acknowledging the intrusion. His parents were home, and they brought the chill of the winter air in with them. He felt Kahlan shiver and subconsciously rubbed his hand up and down on her arm that was exposed to the cold air.
“Mom, Dad, you’re home.” Richard called out in greeting.
“Not a minute too soon either from the looks of you two.” Mary winked at Kahlan, “From the looks of it, if we’d have been any later who knows what we’d have discovered.” She noticed the other woman’s deep blush spread across her cheeks. She liked to tease her future daughter-in-law about their activities often. She was glad that they were so openly in love however. She could remember back when she and George had to show affection no matter who was around. Mary was very happy that her son had found a deep, abiding love with someone as wonderful as Kahlan.
Richard chuckled at his mom. He liked to tease Kahlan about it as well, but for different reasons. The blush that crossed her skin aroused him. She looked so fresh and healthy like a new cherry blossom in the springtime. He often said things just to see if she’d respond with a blush. He appreciated it even more when she was nude, then he could see the pink coloring all the way down her chest.
“Kahlan and I have decided on a wedding.” Richard announced to his parents.
“Oh that’s wonderful, my dear.” George walked over and pulled Kahlan up and enveloped her in his arms. “I can’t wait to show you off officially as my daughter. All the town will be abuzz with jealousy from old George Cypher having such a beautiful woman in his family.” He felt her chuckle into his chest and she squeezed him back.
Richard hopped up from the floor and retrieved Kahlan from his father’s arms. Despite the number of months they’d been back together in Hartland, he still felt a need to touch her at all times. He nodded at Kahlan to tell the family what the decision was.
“Well, I’d like to get married very soon.” She thought that she heard Mary squeak at that news. “We decided to go with something very small though, just us, Chase’s family and Zedd.” Kahlan looked at her soon-to-be mother and saw a flash of disappointment cross her face, but it was covered quickly when she noticed that she was being watched. “I want to marry him in the spot that I met him. Up on the cliff outside of town. He saved my life there that day.” She turned to look into Richard’s eyes. Holding his gaze with hers. “He is my life now, it’s only fitting that we make our union official on that spot.”
“That sounds wonderful, my dear.” Mary walked over and hugged her as well. “So when is the day?”
Kahlan and Richard looked at each other. They hadn’t gotten to that part, but he nodded at her to just choose a date.
“This Saturday.” Kahlan thought that three days was plenty of time for their small wedding to be assembled. She just wanted it all to be over so she could settle into her life with the man that she loved. She also knew that they’d have to be heading to Aydindril very shortly and she wanted his parents to get the joy of their union, and not just the thousands of people she barely knew.
“Kahlan... I don’t...” Mary was speechless. Three days, impossible to get a wedding together in that short amount of time.
“Nothing big, mom, we just need a small supper.” Richard tried to reassure his mother that everything would work out. “It’s going to be less then twenty people, I think that we can handle it. I’ll go call on the minister in the morning. He always was fond of me, despite me trying to raise the keeper from the underworld.”
Mary smiled wistfully; remembering the days when her youngest son was just that - a youngster making chaos and loving it, like every child does.
And now here he was, all grown up and about to get married to a beautiful woman.
- - -
Three nights later, Kahlan and Richard lay awake, curled up together, not being able to fall asleep.
Skin pressed against skin, they relished the contact, for it had a calming effect on their expectant hearts.
Drawing lazy circles on Kahlan's back, Richard watched how the silver moonlight cast shadows on her pale skin.
Half draped over him, she had her eyes closed and a content smile on her lips.
He couldn't take his eyes off her.
“So. Tomorrow, hm?” she mumbled against his chest, her warm breath teasingly caressing his skin.
“Yes. About time, I would say,” he sighed happily.
She hummed in lazy agreement, her hand settling farther up on his chest and began teasing his nipple. His eyes slid closed against his will.
Her leg slipped over his hips next, until she was straddling him.
“What do you think, Seeker?” Her hair hung in a curtain around their heads; her face lowered to his. Her lips were whispering across his own, making them tingle in anticipation. “Should we have another round of celebration about our impending wedding tomorrow? Or do you want to sleep and rest for our big, private post-wedding-celebration. I'd understand if you'd need the rest, because I have very tiring plans for you.” Her tongue darted out and played over his bottom lip.
With a growl, he pushed her over and rolled onto her, claiming her lips in a passionate kiss.
“The Seeker does not need to rest. Especially not for that.”
And then he went about proving it to her.
- - -
“Do they ever rest?” George sighed and glanced over at his wife, who was trying very hard not to giggle.
She swatted him slightly. “Oh, let them be. They're young and in love. And they had to restrain themselves long enough.”
“Yes. But we are not young anymore and need our sleep,” he groused. Sighing again, he turned around and clamped his pillow over his ears. As much as he loved his son, he was very jealous of his stamina.