Tue, February 07 2012
| TITLE: | A need of more than 3 months |
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| AUTHOR: | Moishouki |
| CATEGORY/TYPE: | |
| RATING/WARNINGS: | PG, very little innuendo, and little violence |
| MAIN CHARACTERS: | List any main characters or adult relationships |
| DESCRIPTION: | What if 2 strong characters, a gentleman than was never worry about his needs, suck it be, a woman than wand wait after the wedding and much alcohol be mix together. It’s an explosive cocktail. |
| STATUS: | Complete |
| STORY SITUATION: | For help you to set the story; it’s a sequel of “The Real Aouda » a story wrote by Ginny Powell. It’s happen after “The Real Aouda, or Around the World in 83 Days” I spare you of Phileas run after Aouda, Phileas say than he love her, Phileas ask for her hand... |
| DISCLAIMERS: | The usual. I don't own them; I just love playing with them. |
| THANKS: | To my dictionary Harrap’s French - English, really, I don’t know what a do without it. |
They all go out for a good evening, a good restaurant, a plentiful meal, a wine of an excellent quality and dancing music. He invites his partner to dance. She gracefully agrees and they go to dancing floor where other couples have preceded them. He opens his arm for her and she settles in it. He bows towards her and murmur to her ear.
(Phileas)- Can I hope you’ll agree shared my room tonight?
Angry by such request made in public and knowing how many glass of wine he has drunk since the start of the evening, she contain of look on his face whit a badly look.
(Aouda)- I doubt than it's good looking for a part of a gentleman to hold such talk in public. We’ll talk about it when we'll are alone and you’ll be sober.
She tries to leave the dancing floor, leaving him behind her, but he pick up her arm on her run.
(Phileas)- And I doubt than it’s good looking at the part of a lady...
He takes her in his arms to press her a bit more than previously to continue (not suitable for Victorian age you’ll say me).
(Phileas)- ... leaves the dance before it finish.
She stares at him but stay to dance with him, under the gaze of the others couples. The dance finished, they go back to their follows and take each other their seat after he helps the lady to sit. The rest to the evening was long for them. In the Aurora, the travel back was worse, owe sit one near to other without looking one on other neither said a word one to other. The door open, they all coming in and the butler see to them.
(McIver)- Ladies and gentlemen good evening.
The butler takes up the overcoats. Then Phileas takes up his lady’s coat, before take off his, while ordeal to his servant for the rest of evening.
(Phileas)- Thank for wait for us, McIver. Show the guest’s rooms to the ladies and the gentlemen. You can leave for the night after that.
(McIver)- Thank sir. This way, please.
The guests and the lady follow the servant while he go in his study without ceremony. Leave the door open, turn on the lamp and pour a glass of brandy than drink in one gulp. He serves an other glass, put back the cork on the decanter and goes to the window, a hand deeply in his pant’s pocket, the other hand holding the glass. The darkness form the outside allows only to his picture to reflect in the window. He finishes his glass and goes back to his desk where he pours again a glass. He lifts the glass of warm liquid to his lips when a feminine form appears to the door. He turns his look on her and drinks a sip of brandy.
(Aouda)- I see you’re up again.
She went to him and put her hand on his shoulder.
(Aouda)- I come for thank you for this wonderful evening. I go sleep, good night.
She put a kiss on his cheek then she lightly takes away.
(Aouda) You should make it too.
(Phileas)- I’m not tired. And I'm not drunk neither.
His voice was cold. She thinks it was not good and she rather goes closer the door.
(Aouda)- I see but it should not need a long moment for come. Try taking rest.
She try to leave when she hear his speak, almost yelp.
(Phileas)- Damn it! What's the matter?
She takes few steps back, but she stays a good distance of him.
(Aouda)- We all have a long day and we can talk about it tomorrow font a relaxing breakfast.
He rises in a jump and she hears glass broke even below the tone of his voice.
(Phileas)- Bloody Hell! What’s this? You stay angry with me because what I said to you the other day? Why did you agree my proposition then? You though more attentively of the situation. The option I suggested to you not suits you anymore? What’s this? I too old for you? Or so, too rich? No! At less than you think I’m a like these red tunics? These men whom setting your natal country up side down under the orders of Victoria Regina, her royal majesty of England. My family was under service of her majesty since generations, it's not for improving the picture! No, it can’t be the reason; you're a part of that service too!
He takes few steps forward her. They forcefully fight a time before, but for the first time since she knows him, she saw him in this state of anger. He stops maybe for better study the effect of his words on her. Her only reflex was a new try to run away.
(Aouda)- We’ll meet tomorrow, good night.
On this few words say weakly, she leave the room and climb few step of the staircase before hear him roar behind her.
(Phileas)- Arrrrrr!
She was only at few steps of the second floor and at few step of the security of her room, a room destine for the guests in visit. But she turns for looking on him. His feature was to show anger and hurt.
(Phileas)- Damn it! You feel now enough on your ease for life under my roof! Enough on your ease for agreed what a pay for your! On your ease for soon share my name! But when the subject fall on comes or not in my room, you're limited believe you not enough on your ease or you made me believe than you rather wait!
She effectively not on her ease but it’s not caused by the idea to coming in his room or not. It’s was caused by the fact he yelp in the staircase of his house and despite of the wee hour, all the occupants, as well guests of the house hearing him as well than her. She turns over and thinks to climb the remain of the stair in speed for take refuge in her room. But than she turns she hears him climb behind her. She speeds up, but she hears him, does it. She has the time slam the door close and lock up for hears him roar a second time behind the door. She fears than he bash in the door, but she feels save when she hears his heavy and speedy step in the hall and the staircase. She takes a breath and sits down on a chair beside the bed. Few minutes later, she hears his step, this time more slow. He stops on the door. He must a little bit cold his character and wands make his apologies, she though. She gets ready for get up and leave him coming in when she thinks a second time. If he wand made his apologies, he’d have to ask for opening the door by him. She fixes the door with her eyes for many seconds and she saw it open in a violent push. He stands here and coming in with an ice pick in a hand. She stands up in a dry move in fear than he wand, in fact, only a thing now, her live. He takes many steps forward her in throwing his weapon on the nightstand beside the bed. He uses the same tone of voice.
(Phileas)- I’m your soon to be husband! I have not made my idea on wedding for get a cold bed by the night! I wand more than a little peck on the cheek before go to sleep! I wand more than that and you’ll give me more, than you wand it or not!
She think than he wand rape her and hurt her or then he wand just frighten her with an ice pick for constrain her in her co-operation. For the first time, since she knows him, she fears him. He gripes her by the waist and squeezes her against him with more force than need. He searches to put his lips on hers and she does not try stopping him. He kisses her with full force, in a violent and erotically fashioning. The kiss was an eternity for her. When he take out her, he hurry for goes out of the room. The kiss leave her without breath, without nerves and with a deeply need for much more. He has leave the room in a slam of door in leaving behind him the taste of brandy he has drink, the odour of colognes he was wear and the ice pick than he used for picking the lock. She takes the last thing and throws it on the door in a move of anger. Tomorrow, yes tomorrow, she though, he will need to answer for his behaviour.
End