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Jean-Baptiste Calvert ([info]save_a_horse) wrote in [info]oblivionrp,
@ 2009-07-06 15:30:00

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Entry tags:az, az and jean, jean

Wedded Bliss
Who: Az and Jean
Where: Attendants of Aphrodite
When: Late morning

Jean had been on cloud nine for the last two days. He'd almost totally forgotten they were trapped on a cruise ship in the middle of nowhere with no idea where they were headed and if they'd ever get home. He certainly hadn't thought about the body they'd found or the murderer still on the loose. He'd even gotten used to the fact his cellphone didn't work and was never going to ring and he didn't even need to bother to wear it.

No, the perpetual worrywort was actually living in the moment for right now. But then, he was soaking in the huge spa tub in their room, with his absolutely gorgeous wife. Yes, wife. Which just made it all the more thrilling for him. He wasn't sure why, but he wasn't questioning it.

Not when he felt this good. The world might possibly explode around them and he'd not notice right now.

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[info]sexy_exec
2009-07-07 10:21 am UTC (link)
Calling the tub ‘huge’ even seemed to be an understatement. Az was quite used to luxury, had known little else, but this was lavish even by her standards. Pleasantly so, mind you.

With her hair pinned up, and lounging quite happily in her bubble filled bath with Jeb, she never could resist bubble bath, the world seemed like quite the picture of perfection. Forget the world, the world could wait, with her husband grinning at her from across the tub. As silly as it was, her lips still curved and then pulled into a wide, beamingly bright smile at calling him her husband.

Her eyes only for him, Az had absolutely no qualms about getting up from her bubble covered seat, at least enough to move over to him. In order to press her lips against his, one hand on his arm, feeling as if she could happily never stop kissing him. For the rest of her life she could touch and kiss him, be held by him and curl up alongside his side. In sickness and in health, for better or for worse, he was hers and she was his.

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[info]save_a_horse
2009-07-08 08:16 am UTC (link)
Husband and wife. The thought still made him lightheaded. Of course, Az kissing him like that made him lightheaded as well. And giddy. All of it was still making so giddy. It was a bit surreal.

Jean returned the kiss eagerly, wrapping one arm around her to draw her closer. Yes, kissing and touching forever sounded like a lovely idea.

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[info]sexy_exec
2009-07-08 08:42 am UTC (link)
That easily giddy smile turned up on Jeb’s face a moment before she kissed him, and Az smiled into the kiss just for a glimpse of his crooked and adorably happy grin. She went willingly into the embrace, as always, a giggle of a sound that was far removed from her sleek executive veneer of business and far more a woman in love with her dorkily gorgeous husband.

With her one hand on his arm, her free hand came up to cup his jaw, as she settled her knees on either side of his thighs. Kneeling as she bent her head to properly kiss him. Az pulled away just a few inches, rubbing her fingers over his jaw, a smile on her lips. “I love you.”

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[info]save_a_horse
2009-07-08 11:50 am UTC (link)
Jean didn't care. He did feel a bit like a dork, but in the end, he'd be mad to be anything but thrilled to have her as his wife. And that giggle was rather adorable, especially as he knew no one else saw her like this. Well, of course, no one else saw her nude in a tub.

But she was as giddy as he was. Just in her more dignified manner.

"As I love you," he replied softly, running his hand up her back before pulling her back down for another kiss. No, he would never get tired of kissing her. Ever.

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[info]sexy_exec
2009-07-09 03:07 am UTC (link)
Ah well, it was certainly part of his appeal, that unpolished honesty. The same honesty about him that had drawn her to him in the first place, easily slipping past her (then) mile high defenses when it came to others. Men or women, getting as close as he had, as quick as he had, was completely unprecedented.

That his unpolished honesty came in a gorgeous, French-British package? Just icing on the proverbial cake.

And no, no one else got to see her without shields, emotional or fabric, as her lips remained curved into a smile against his before she purely melted. The kiss was neither rushed nor in any way, simply enjoying the feel and taste of the man she loved, absolutely.

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[info]save_a_horse
2009-07-10 01:28 am UTC (link)
Yes, and maybe someday, he'd realize what a catch he was. But not likely. He was rather proud of himself for proving to her all men were not like Callum. In fact, he'd apparently proved it so well, she'd happily agreed to marry him, something he was certain she'd been scared off from.

And he couldn't be happier. Well, he could. They could not be trapped on his ship going God only knew where. He'd always imagined a wedding in England, with his family and hopefully hers as well. Not that he was complaining. But he'd always wanted to share his family with her, so she could know what proper family was.

When (not if, never if) they got off this ship, he was taking her to England. Straightaway. She really needed to meet his parents now. He broke away from the kiss and smiled at her.

"You know I've got to take you home now for sure?" he told her with a small grin.

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[info]sexy_exec
2009-07-10 05:36 am UTC (link)
For all that Az had cared about the actual ceremony, versus the reality of being married to him, they could have gotten married in Las Vegas with some extremely corny Elvis impersonator. The surprisingly intimate little ceremony here had been more than enough for her, family or no family.

“Hm, you think?” Despite how her words could be read, her tone conveyed an actual question, not a sarcastic come back. She had been to England before, but never with him, never for anything but work, and certainly not to meet a new extension of family. Huh. She had not actually considered his family in all of this, or that she had (at least legally) gained a wide spray of family.

She paused, her grin faltering for a moment, “Do you think they’ll like me?” Az had yet to, in her mind, prove herself to either her aunt or father. More than once, although she would be pained to admit it, she had wondered what Jeb’s family would think of her. Meeting Nathan set part of that to ease, he had seemed quite friendly, shades of his brother in fact. And they had gotten along quite well.

Parents, however, were another matter entirely.

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[info]save_a_horse
2009-07-10 07:36 am UTC (link)
Jean couldn't really complain, since she had married him, regardless of the place. He would have liked to have his family there, but it wasn't about to spoil the whole thing for him. Not when he was marrying her.

"Of course," he said. "I should've done it sooner, but neither of had the time off. Perhaps we need to be making more time off for ourselves?" It hadn't seemed as important before, but now? It was a good lesson in all of this.

"They'll love you," he assured her sincerely. "I'm sure Nathan gave them a glowing review. And you make me deliriously happy. Which is all they really will care about. And you're irresistible, so they won't stand a chance anyways."

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[info]sexy_exec
2009-07-10 12:58 pm UTC (link)
“I was thinking about that,” Az told him honestly. “Earlier,” she stroked her fingers of one hand over the line of his jaw almost absently. “That it’s not absolutely necessary for me to work quite as many hours as I do,” because, really, she was a bit of a workaholic.

Not simply for any self satisfaction with her career, although she did enjoy it, but because of the dual pronged reason of family. Her family, what little there was of it, was one of workaholics, devoted to their careers above all else. And that her aunt was her only superior and more than a little difficult to please, had only had Adelia Forster striving that much harder for approval and to show that she too was a dedicated and smart business woman.

“I would like, love more time with you. More time just the two of us without needing to rush or sneak time in between things.” It was one of a surprising handful of things she had learned or gained here, that time was not simply going to wait for them all, and it should be grabbed where they could.

His honest words, for it nearly seemed to physically pain him to lie, were enough to soothe her nerves over the subject for at least a little while. Enough so that she was able to joke lightly, “What if they decide that I am some sort of cradle robber, out for a younger man?” Az was all of two years older than him, and on occasion liked to tease him about the fact. Knowing it had nothing to do with the nature of their relationship all the while.

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[info]save_a_horse
2009-07-10 07:19 pm UTC (link)
"It's really not," he agreed. "I never wanted to say anything before, because I didn't want to come off as demanding and such. You work too hard Azzie. It's not good for you." And of course, it worried him. Because everyone needed a break every once and a while.

He smiled at her. "That's sounds brilliant," he agreed. This was definitely a good revelation on his rather bad vacation. "You know I'll never complain about more time for the two of us."

It was almost physically painful. He was a terrible liar, he knew it, she knew it and he'd been raised to believe lying was the worst thing he could do. So he just didn't. He'd rather say nothing than lie.

He laughed at that. "And your family could think I'm a gold digger," he reminded her. "Besides, love, you need a younger bloke to keep up with you. You'd wear out any other man." She could wear Jean out, and he was a big strapping young man who was used to hard physical labour and chasing around his monstrosity of a dog. She might well give a less healthy man a coronary with her demands.

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[info]sexy_exec
2009-07-11 12:52 pm UTC (link)
Jeb, demanding? Az actually laughed at the thought, planting a quick kiss on his lips for such a silly idea. "Jebby, you're no more demanding than I am anti physical contact."

And he was right about working so many hours not exactly being healthful, being with Jeb had shown her, among other things, how very cold her aunt's life seemed. Yes, she loved the older woman dearly, but the woman could quite possibly been carved out of ice for all the enjoyment she gained from life.

"More time with just the two of us sounds lovely. Imagine, actually sleeping in on weekends...or, at least, staying in bed for awhile on weekends." Az was most certainly not one who enjoyed waking up early and dragging herself out of bed to primp and polish for some business thing that suddenly cropped up. If she was waking up on a Saturday before ten AM there better be some curling up with him involved.

Curling her finger in one wayward blonde curl (although, in reality, they all were pretty wayward), she shook her head. "They'd be fools." She might not always believe herself to be quite his equal besides physically, when her self worth dipped, but she knew that what was between them had nothing to do with her trust fund. "Mmm," she agreed at the change of subject. "I rather enjoy wearing you out."

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[info]save_a_horse
2009-07-12 12:09 am UTC (link)
All right, so he wasn't demanding. It wasn't his nature anymore than it was Az's nature to be hands off. And he didn't mind the fact she wasn't either. He rather liked her touching him, no matter how and where she did it.

Jean hmmed at the idea of sleeping in. Or at least lingering in bed. He wasn't one to sleep in, he was accustomed to being up with the birds for heading off to work. But extra cuddle time on the weekends. "That sounds brilliant," he agreed.

He was of a mind Az's family were rather foolish, putting work and money before family, but he'd never express that aloud. "You know better," he agreed. Stone him, if anything, he found all her money intimidating. He wouldn't know what to do with a lot of money. He just wasn't used to it.

"I rather enjoy you wearing me out as well, love," he agreed, pulling her down to him for a sweet kiss.

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[info]sexy_exec
2009-07-12 07:35 am UTC (link)
Az was more the type who wanted to sleep in, but was goaded out at an ungodly hour to go into work sometimes six days a week. The Ad Business never stops Adelia, Aunt Elphie liked to tell her, on the rare occasion when she had wondered aloud why the Forster women had to be unlike other corporate executives and spent more time at the agency than all but the extreme underling/gofers.

The advertising industry did not need to grind to a halt entirely, just...take a vacation once in awhile. Or, at least, she did. Forster Agency would not crumble without her. Not if she just got some regular time to herself and with Jeb.

Her aunt and father would likely think that he was the one thinking backwards, but Az rather liked the idea of a closer family, less importance put on money and their precious careers. A worthy trade off. She treated the idea of a trust fund with all the casualness and spot of naivety of someone who had never had to worry about money, it simply never occured to her that it would ever intimidate him. Not when he had something far more valuable, at least in her eyes, his family seemed far more valuable than mere dollars and cents.

There was a soft and throaty laugh when he told her so, melting into his kiss quite happily. And yes, giddily.

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[info]save_a_horse
2009-07-13 01:47 am UTC (link)
Jean loved his job and was very dedicated to his equine charges, but he couldn't imagine constantly putting them before everything. Not that his job was as important as Az's. It wasn't, at least in the greater scheme of things. And really, he couldn't fathom, nor really wanted to have that sort of responsibility. He was all to happy to be a working stiff. He had no idea how she did it, but really, she was Az and there was very little the woman couldn't accomplish if she set her mind to it.

He thought her family's thinking was entirely backwards. Nothing was more important than family. As for money, it definitely wasn't more important than family.

Giddy was likely going to be their default state for awhile. Jean hoped nothing else would happen on this trip to dispel their euphoria. But they probably weren't going to be that lucky.

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[info]sexy_exec
2009-07-15 01:41 pm UTC (link)
Even if Az could not even think the words ‘working stiff’ in conjunction with Jeb without getting a hungry look her in eye, she quite liked him the way he was. Him loving his job was what mattered. It certainly, of course, did not hurt that it kept him quite fit and opened the door to so many cowboy jokes. Like her habit of occasionally humming that Big & Rich song knowing full well it would make him go red, or whispering, ‘Yee ha’ in his ear.

And, for all the fact that she rode her very expensive Friesian mare with black and silver English tack, she loved to indulge in the occasional ride out to nowhere with him. With Jeb riding western, for the most part.

Besides, if he did not do what he did, they would not have met as they had.

As she sat back so that she was now seated on his thighs, hers on either side of him, and momentarily broke the kiss, Az sent him a naughty look. “You know, I really do wish you had brought that Stetson of yours.” Naturally she knew he would get her reference to activities where she would borrow said hat. He always did.

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[info]save_a_horse
2009-07-15 06:06 pm UTC (link)
Well, those looks did have a tendency to make him rather stiff. And really, so did the cowboy jokes, the 'yee ha', or when she stole his hat and played cowgirl. Especially the last bit. His hat looked much better on Az, especially when it was the only thing she was wearing.

Jean did love his job. And those rare rides out to nowhere with her. Really, they ought to do that more often when they got back home.

He chuckled and shook his head. "I wish I had as well, love," he admitted with a slight flush. "'Pose we'll manage though."

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[info]sexy_exec
2009-07-15 07:07 pm UTC (link)
Living for the chance to slide in innuendo, and most definitely make him blush, she loved him blushing so much, if Az ever caught him saying anything remotely as easy to twist as ‘working stiff’ she was there in a heartbeat. As if summoned to quirk an eyebrow, and possibly make a comment or two on the subject. Usually along the lines of “Name the time and place,” or “Oh yes, I know.”

For all her powers of persuasion, he was the one who could and had, in the past, get even her in jeans and a t-shirt out on a trail ride. Okay, they had still been designer jeans, and she had still used her tack that was far from cheap, but they had gotten in trail dust and she had not even cared. Much. Too much fun had been had just out there with him that she could not be bothered to complain about getting dusty and ending up mussed.

It had been far more fun than any primped and polished dinner could have been, because it had been with him.

With the grin that often appeared in response to his blush, the one that often spelled all sorts of naughty things for him, she mock sighed. “I suppose we must.” Despite her ability to weave tales, she could not manage even a farce of a lie to him. Her lips kept pulling up and giving her away. “What’s it to be love,” she echoed the endearment, “The tub or the bed? If we must be boring old married folks, we might as well perform our marital duties.” Of course, she could not keep a straight face for the life of her just then, and there was a decidedly sexual tone that should have been absent from the words.

As if she was saying far dirtier things than ‘marital duties,’ and enjoying every minute of it.

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[info]save_a_horse
2009-07-16 01:56 am UTC (link)
He knew better. Well, he did, but he secretly enjoyed the way she twisted everything. It was just the way she was. And he'd not change her for the world.

Jean rather liked her better dusty and a bit mussed from a trail ride. Really, she'd had a horrid lack of being free, being herself and getting dirty growing up. It couldn't be healthy. She needn't be perfect all the time.

"Oh, it's a duty now, is it?" he teased her. "I'd not want to put you out or anything, my love."

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[info]sexy_exec
2009-07-16 05:02 am UTC (link)
‘Silly’ and ’pointless’ activities, she had learned in the last year, were actually some of the most fun. Things where you might get a little trail dust, or check out the zoo while eating ice cream cones, random and inane little things that were gloriously fun and things she missed growing up and never realized.

Or of not skipping lunches to work and instead grabbing, when she could, lunch for the both of them and bringing them by if he was free to eat with her. Or, if they had time, actual lunch somewhere where they could talk about nothing and be just fine.

After a soft bubble of laughter, she nodded in false solemnity. “Oh yes, such a dreary,” Az pressed a kiss to his lips, butterfly soft and with absolutely no substance before she was moving away again. “Duty, but one must do it, I suppose.” This time when she leant forward, pressing against him almost teasingly, her lips caressed the side of his jaw. One finger absently twirling an ever wild curl.

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[info]save_a_horse
2009-07-17 10:34 pm UTC (link)
Yes, they clearly needed to do more silly and pointless things when they got back. And now that they were properly married, there was always the discussion of family. Another one that could wait until they got home as well.

They needed to do all those things. This holiday was good for making them reassess their lives, that was for certain. A silver lining of sorts.

Her teasing kiss only lead him to chase after her for a proper one, distracted by her lips on his jaw momentarily. "Well, if we must," he agreed, not able to even feign seriousness. His hands stroked down her sides under the water.

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[info]sexy_exec
2009-07-18 02:20 am UTC (link)
There seemed to be much they had neither worried about or discussed. Too caught up in day to day things, conversations had not been had. It seemed rather ridiculous, really, that they (she) had never rescheduled her busy career so that she could make time to visit his family. Yes, she enjoyed doing what she did, but focusing mostly on her career path would benefit neither of them.

After all, the biggest part, the key, to what she really wanted out of life was right here. Jeb, being with him.

Against his jaw, her mouth opened slightly, just enough for her tongue to dart along the underside of his jaw line to taste his wet skin. Az leaned her body up and against his much longer, far more golden one, as her lips moved to comply with the desire for a proper kiss. More instinctive and less asked for. “I believe we must,” of course, given that the words were murmured against his lips, they certainly lost some of the sting. Actually, all of the sting. Positively stingless.

With her arms around his neck and his hands moving over water-slick curves, it was quite easy to raise her mouth to meet his for another kiss.

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[info]save_a_horse
2009-07-18 08:42 pm UTC (link)
Well, there wasn't any rush before. After all, his family wasn't going anywhere. And he wanted Az to be comfortable with the idea of meeting them. Which she still seemed nervous about. He blamed her bloody judgmental, distant family for that. His was warm and welcoming and Maman had been quietly pestering him to bring his girlfriend home for ages.

And for now, there was really nothing to focus on but each other. Maybe this wasn't such a horrible holiday after all.

Jean was done teasing her about martial duties. She was altogether too tempting, straddling him and teasing him with words and kisses and touches.

"We must," he agreed against her lips in turn, his hands moving to cup her bum and draw her as close as possible as they kissed.

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[info]sexy_exec
2009-07-20 01:33 pm UTC (link)
It could very well be that his family was as warm and open as Jeb himself was, it was not difficult to imagine he must have come from that sort of background to be the way he was. And, after all, Nathan had been quite the charming and sweet young man who she had liked immensely. If quite amused by the fact that she called his brother ‘Jeb’ (she had only called him ‘Jebby’ on that visit when she was quite sure his brother was asleep or very busy somewhere else), and why.

Her guard, however, and she did not mean her overprotective feline who was at that very moment guarding the door to the suite, would stay up on the subject out of self defense until she actually met them. Not a conscious decision, just something that was.

She didn’t think she was very good at or with families.

Az sighed into the kiss, her eyes closing as she happily melted against him. She nipped his bottom lip lightly, playfully, before soothing the tiny hurt with a slow sweep of her tongue along the spot.

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[info]save_a_horse
2009-07-29 09:58 pm UTC (link)
They were just as warm and open, and all too eager to meet Az. Nathan's visit likely had just as much to do with Maman wanting at least a somewhat unbiased opinion of Jean's amour that he hadn't brought home yet. That said, it was good to see his baby brother and Nathan and Az had got on splendidly.

He couldn't blame her for being concerned, if all she had to go by was her own family. He doubted very much it would last, once he introduced her to his parents.

Jean groaned into the kiss, shuddering as she nipped his bottom lip, then licked it again. Good lord, the things she did to him with just these simple little things. He was so stiff and aroused, as closely as she was pressed to him, he knew she could feel it.

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[info]sexy_exec
2009-07-30 04:59 pm UTC (link)
Thoughts of families, hers and his alike, slipped away to be thought on later. No place for them here, not now, as her arms wrapped around his neck and the hard length of his erection was trapped between them. She could feel him against the softly toned flesh of her belly, and smiled against his mouth before delving between his lips.

There was nothing rushed in the kiss, as if they had all the time in the world for this playful, heated exploration. One of her hands slid down to press just her fingers against his cheek, her palm not even making contact. Not holding him in place, not pulling him to her, just that extra bit of contact while her other hand had lazy fingers toying with his hair.

When they pulled apart for a indrawn breath, she shifted her kiss to press along the side of his mouth, and then the opposite jaw as her fingers were touching. “Want me?” Az questioned against his skin, her tongue punctuating her question by tracing some design on the underside of his jaw as her head dipped down.

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