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Misha Marius Meru ([info]misha_lionheart) wrote in [info]noctemrp,
@ 2013-07-26 23:05:00

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Entry tags:character: misha meru, character: rosabella meru, event: camping, location: camp ground, thread: complete

WHO: Misha and Bella
WHAT: A picnic, and more
WHERE: The woods
WHEN: July 26, late afternoon/night
WARNINGS: Sexytiems



Misha could ignore a lot of things, but he couldn't ignore this date in particular. He wasn't sure if it was the fact that he had proposed to Bella on this date, or because it had been their first time, but it seemed to encapsulate the best parts of their relationship. Now that they had started being more physical again, and Bella had accepted that they were together, it had been easier to convince her to go out on a picnic with him. He had gathered up everything they needed, and showed up outside her tent at exactly 4pm.

"Knock, knock, Bells," he grinned.

Bella was still unsure about their whole situation but she refuse to tell Misha that because he seemed so happy that she had accepted their relationship. Bella liked seeing Misha happy. It made her feel better about everything. So when Misha had decided that they needed to go on a picnic Bella was all for it.

So she was smiling when he came around on time and she popped her head out of her tent as he ‘knocked’. “Just give me a few more moments. Not completely ready,” Bella said before disappearing back inside.

"Of course you aren't," Misha laughed, leaning up against a nearby tree. "I've gone camping with Maddy before. I know what you girls are like. You have a different definition of it. She actually tried to bring a curling iron once."

“You keep talking like that Misha Meru and I won’t come out,” Bella said with a hint of irritation in her voice. It only took a couple more moments before Bella was out of the tent with a backpack in hand. “I hadn’t finished packing. Nothing girly about that.”

“Alright, if you say so,” Misha grinned, carefully taking note of the tone of his wife’s voice. The last thing he was going to do was fuck up their plans, because he was a bit sexisit, and Bella had forgotten how to take him with a pound of salt.

“But you really didn’t have to bring anything. I’ve got some food, drinks...”

And anything they would need to stay overnight. He hadn’t told Bella, didn’t want to jinx it, but seeing as they were married, he had been given permission to take her out overnight, and the new flying Professor had agreed to watch over his section of kids.

“You don’t know what might happen,” Bella pointed out to Misha because she was pretty sure he hadn’t thought about snake bites or poison ivy or anything bad. He wanted to romance her and nothing more. “I need to be prepared which means you are prepared. And as I don’t know where you are taking me I had to make sure we are prepared for everything.”

“I never realized I married a girl scout,” Misha said, waggling his eyebrows, in his best imitation of a dirty old man. “That’s hot. So, I bring the champagne, and you bring the band aids. I can live with that. Come on, I want to get where we’re going, before it starts to cool down.”
Misha held out his hand, his fingers outstretched in invitation of Bella’s own.

“Where are we going exactly?” Bella asked taking Misha’s hand after a moment. She was curious and she had asked him a dozen times since he had told her he was taking her on a picnic. “Please? I’m not the biggest fan of surprises. Well I wasn’t. I don’t know how I feel about them now.”
"You're still not a big fan," Misha admitted. He hated that Bella still couldn't remember, but it was fun to feed her tidbits about their life together. His fingers curled between hers, lacing their hands together, and lead her toward the path.

"But don't worry, we're just headed to a pretty spot," he reassured her. "A pretty spot, for a pretty girl."

“You know you don’t have to butter me up right?” Bella asked Misha with a grin on her lips. “I am coming voluntarily. No need to compliment me every chance you get.”

Misha bit back his comment about exactly how Bella was going to be coming, and instead focused on brushing their hands against Bella's hip, with every other step.

"What can I say? I'm a flirt, Bells. That didn't stop just because we got hitched."

“It had better of stopped with other women,” Bella commented as she looked at Misha. “Or you will be sleeping on the couch.” There was a hint of a smile to her as she tried to stay serious and mean but she really couldn’t. Misha made her smile and happy.

It all felt so natural, the way they were talking now. Misha couldn't imagine that Bella would never remember the last year, their first date, first time, and the wedding, but a small part of him felt that if it never happened, they would survive somehow.

"Only with you, babe," he smiled, bumping his elbow lightly against her side. "The couch is way too lumpy to convince me to flirt with anyone else."
“Uh huh. For some reason I don’t believe you,” Bella said grinning a bit more as they continued to talk and walk. “Pretty sure you will flirt with anyone to get your way.”

"Well, I'm not against using a little charm," Misha admitted. "I'm a charming guy, and they say that you catch more flies with honey."

“Attracting a lot of flies is bad,” Bella pointed out her grin just growing as they talked. “Specially when you have a wife.” Bella tugged on her backpack as they walked. “Good thing I have bug spray.”

"Yeah, that's right. They aren't letting you guys use magic are they? That's cruel and unusual. Thank Merlin you have a handsome, handy with a wand husband," Misha pointed out. "Spells for blisters, bugs, and soft beds."

“Not really camping if you use magic,” Bella pointed out to Misha as they walked. “You should set an example for us and not use magic. You are an auror after all and people do look up to you. I see the younger years asking you dozen of questions.” Bella had watched Misha during the last couple of days and found herself often smiling at how patient he was with the younger kids.

“You sound like my dad,” Misha groaned. With as many kids as they had in their family, it had never been proper Muggle camping, but the few times they had just taken Dean out, they had roughed it. “And if they didn’t want me using magic, they wouldn’t let me. Besides, you’ll be thanking me when you don’t have to spray that gross smelling stuff all over you, because I know a few charms.”



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[info]italianraven
2013-08-03 10:31 pm UTC (link)
"Anche io ti amo, Misha, più di quanto io so," Bella returned it but her words were breathy and broken up with soft noises as they found the perfect rhythm. Things were heating up and Bella couldn't help but bite down on Misha's neck as her body moved.

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[info]misha_lionheart
2013-08-04 05:20 pm UTC (link)
As small as Bella was, compared to him, Misha still felt the shock of pleasure-pain, as her teeth sunk into his flesh. It was likely that he would have a mark, something that he would be able to press at, the ache reminding him of this.

"Fuck Bells," he gasped, the small shock of it driving his hips forward. The extra water beneath them moved, along with their bodies, making everything sound incredibly wet.

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[info]italianraven
2013-08-04 11:13 pm UTC (link)
"I'm close Misha," Bella gasped against Misha's bruised and wet skin as their body moved. She could feel her pleasure building, causing her toes to curl and her fingers to dig into the skin of Misha's arms and shoulders. "Oh... yes..."

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[info]misha_lionheart
2013-08-04 11:22 pm UTC (link)
"Oh thank god," Misha groaned, not sure how much longer he could keep himself together. The pace of his thrusts nearly doubled, as he held Bella tightly in his arms. Although the love was there between them, the softness was gone, and Misha fucked his wife hard, seeking to sate them both.

"I want you to come, Bella," he growled, feeling his own peak rise. "I want to feel you."

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[info]italianraven
2013-08-04 11:27 pm UTC (link)
Bella nodded against Misha's neck and shoulder, hearing his words but unable to say anything back as the pleasure quickly built with each hard thrust. She let out a soft gasp when it reached its peak before crying out as she came undone. Bella clung to Misha, her whole body trembling, as her pussy clenched down and milk Misha's cock.

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[info]misha_lionheart
2013-08-05 12:10 am UTC (link)
Misha bit back a few choice curse words, as Bella came on his cock, her body arching against the sand. He was only seconds behind her, his toes curling, as his own orgasm hit him like a ton of bricks. IT seemed to last forever, wave after wave of it, spilling into Bella's body.

"Oh... my.... God!" he exclaimed, with each thrust and the release that came with it. Eventually spent, his head tipped forward, his forehead resting against Bella's.

"I love you so much," he whispered.

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[info]italianraven
2013-08-05 12:14 am UTC (link)
"I love you too," Bella said softly hugging and clinging to Misha as she enjoyed just being full of him and the afterglow of her orgasm. She sighed softly smiling. "This was perfect, Misha. Thank you."

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[info]misha_lionheart
2013-08-05 12:33 am UTC (link)
Part of Misha never wanted to part from Bella. For the second time that day, he wished that they could just stay wrapped up in each other, and never have to face the rest of the world.

"I'm not squishing you, am I,?" he asked, with a small smile. "I tend to do that."

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[info]italianraven
2013-08-05 12:37 am UTC (link)
"I know you do," Bella commented suddenly remembering all the times Misha had squished her into the bed or the object she had be on. The Ravenclaw gasped as more memories came flooding back and she pressed her face against Misha's neck as it was all overwhelming and a bit painful.

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[info]misha_lionheart
2013-08-05 12:48 am UTC (link)
The gasp that escaped from Bella was glaringly different from the ones that had come only minutes before. It was a gasp of pain and shock, and Misha's body responded, even before it fully registered. He turned onto his side, pulling out of Bella's body, and cradling her head, where it lay against him.

"Bella, what's wrong?" he asked, fearfully.

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[info]italianraven
2013-08-05 12:55 am UTC (link)
"You slept with Tori and I was so angry when I found out," Bella said softly as the memories of the last year kept flooding back. She curled up against Misha, her nails digging in hard, "We had sex in my pool house. Michael... has walked in on us way to many times. You're parents paid for the wedding... you dared me to give a champenge bottle a blow job..."

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[info]misha_lionheart
2013-08-05 12:59 am UTC (link)
It took Misha a moment. Bella mentioned their fight about Tori, and he automatically went into defensive mode, but then he realized what it meant. They had never really talked about that, or most of the other things she was mentioning.

"Bella, are you remembering all this?" he asked, trying to pull away enough, to look in her eyes.

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[info]italianraven
2013-08-05 01:03 am UTC (link)
Bella kept Misha close even when he tried to pull away because the memories kept coming. "You were so shocked to learn that you were my first kiss that you kissed me again. We were in my room. I got you a guitar and you played it for me. You ate peanut butter chocolate swirl off of me just before the attack. Instead of packing we made love on our honeymoon in Hawaii." Bella let out another soft whine as memory after memory flooded her mind.

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[info]misha_lionheart
2013-08-05 01:09 am UTC (link)
Helpless, Misha just cradled Bella to his chest, trying to sooth away the obvious discomfort. He was beyond ecstatic, that so many memories were returning so fast, but it also terrified him.

"In our little hut, above the water..." he encouraged her, not knowing what else to do. "And you bottle fed a tiger."

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[info]italianraven
2013-08-05 01:16 am UTC (link)
"I did," Bella said smiling softly as she pressed herself harder against Misha. The memories were slowing down now but her head was throbbing. "Everything came back... I... I'm so sorry."

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[info]misha_lionheart
2013-08-05 01:19 am UTC (link)
"Everything..." Misha said, more to himself than to his wife. He held her close, wrapping his arms all the way around her. It was just barely sinking in.

"Everything? Oh god, Bella. You have nothing to be sorry for, baby."

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[info]italianraven
2013-08-05 01:25 am UTC (link)
"I think everything came back," Bella said softly smiling against Misha's chest. She held him close like she hadn't in months as she took in everything.

"I do. I didn't believe you. I though you were crazy," Bella said turning her head so she could listen to Misha's heart beat. She had missed the steady sound of it. "I should have known being with you would heal me."

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[info]misha_lionheart
2013-08-05 01:36 am UTC (link)
"You only knew the me from a year ago, Bells," Misha tried to reason with her, a smile plastered on his face. "The me that slept with everything on two legs, and cared more about Quidditch than having an actual relationship. If I was you, I'm not sure that I'd have given me as much of a chance as you did."

He was rocking them slowly together, now, still in a kind of shock.

"But you did, Bells. You gave me a chance again, because that's the kind of person you are."

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[info]italianraven
2013-08-05 01:41 am UTC (link)
"You made me give you a chance," Bella said pulling back slightly as she looked up at him. "You were very persistent about being my husband. I should have hexed you back just after the tent." Bella of course was teasing as she smiled at Misha.

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[info]misha_lionheart
2013-08-05 01:52 am UTC (link)
"I am... very persistent," Misha laughed, looking into Bella's eyes. "And I am, and will ALWAYS be, your husband. Nothing will ever change that."

He leaned down, laying a light kiss on her lips.

"And as much as I hate to interrupt this moment, I think we should get you to a doctor, just to get you checked out."

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[info]italianraven
2013-08-05 01:57 am UTC (link)
Bella returned the soft kiss before nodding and looking at Misha. "I think so as well. But can we put clothes on first? I had enough nudity last summer to last me a lifetime." It felt good to remember, to be able to remember.

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[info]misha_lionheart
2013-08-05 02:05 am UTC (link)
"Clothes first, agreed," Misha smiled, stealing one more kiss, before helping his wife to her feet. He quickly gathered their things, while she slipped back into her clothes, and in less than ten minutes, Misha was wrapping his arms around her, and apparating them both to the city.

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