Soleil Renée Moreau (tempeste) wrote in snitchers, @ 2017-12-25 17:11:00 |
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Entry tags: | char: john dawlish, char: renée dawlish |
Who: Renee and John Dawlish
What: Christmas festivities
Where: Their home
When: Christmas morning
Rating: High
Renée had considered the night before slipping out of bed quietly on Christmas morning to make the two of them a large breakfast before settling down to open a few gifts. But as she managed to pull herself awake, she found herself just far too warm and comfortable wrapped up in John to get up and go downstairs. Instead of an actual breakfast then, she could treat him in another way.
Reaching out for her wand on the bedside table, she cast a nearly wordless spell to melt her clothes off of her, leaving her completely naked and pressed up against her husband. Without another thought, she leaned in, kissing his neck gently as one of her hands began to move in a southern direction, figuring what better way was there to wake up?
Smiling at herself, she also couldn't shake the thought in the back of her mind that maybe this was the moment they would finally conceive. She had stopped her potions exactly a month ago to the date, and though she wasn't stupid by any means, and realized it would take time, she also couldn't help her excitement. Because as nervous as she was to actually be pregnant, the idea of giving John a child overrode that small fear.
"Good morning, and 'appy Christmas, mon amor," she whispered to him softly, her hands snaking into his sleeping trousers as she gently nipped at his shoulder.