Damian Gregory Donetello Montague (bd_montague) wrote in beyond_dark, @ 2008-03-10 14:03:00 |
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Entry tags: | * march 2006, - complete, damian montague, verity montague (o'shea) |
RP: A birthday of many years
Date: 10th March 2006
Characters: Damian Montague, Verity Montague, mentions Marlowe Davies
Location: O'Shea Manor
Private/Public: Private
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: sex at the very least
Summary: It's Verity's birthday
He had to say, he knew his transfiguration skills were rather good, but this- even he was proud of this. Their bedroom had been transformed. The normally bright airy room had the lights dimmed, twinkling with fairy lights and a fire going in the grate; all fairly normal things- things he was not proud of in any magical sense.
No, it was the way the room had been transformed. He had desperately wanted to take her back to Greece for her birthday; had everything set up to do so; only upon receiving the owl from Miles he'd rethought his plans. He did not want to put her or Marlowe in danger, this would have to do. And even if it wasn't Greece, the bed was transformed to the same (or at least similar), the white sheets, white drapes, fluffed pillows... The windows were opened to, not, the traditional grounds of O'Shea Manor, but another similar scene of the cool landscape; mountains, flowers, trees- it was all an illusion, simply stepping to the window would change that, but the charm was good for the visual effect.
Sometimes, and he nearly kicked himself for it, he could be a sap; but at the moment he didn't care, so long as she liked it.
Montague had let her take Marlowe off for a bit, he didn't want him to think he was not included; and they'd all had rather a good morning together, but he'd needed her to stay occupied while he did this. He only hoped that Verity wasn't to upset that he'd excused himself, or that eventually Ficus was supposed to take Marlowe off to play with his own new toy while he entertained his wife. After all, he had his own gifts to give her.
Checking to make sure those were wrapped and set on the small table in the other room (also transfigured to look more like one of the Grecian sitting rooms), Montague called for Fricker this time to get the wine ready and to finish with the bathroom.