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Where's My Happy Ending? ((butterfly0408/Kolath))

Aiden had enjoyed watching her jump out from under the covers like that and was no enjoying the view of his wifeâ??s body. â??Mmm and this is a problem?â? the look in his eyes was clearly lustful and spoke of many things that he had done, and wanted to do again with her. â??Mmm cloths are over rated anyway I think I should keep you this way till our big wedding,â? he smirked evilly and started to slip out of bed after her.
 
Crista's eyes went wide at his suggestion and thought she had to have miss heard what he said, "What? Keep me naked for a fortnight?! That's impossible. I would not be able to leave this room the entire time." It did not dawn her her that was the idea he had in mind as she argued further, "And I couldn't possibly remain in here that whole time. I have things to do. I mean, I would think I would. A queen has things to do, doesn't she?" Though she was technically not REALLY the queen yet. She couldn't hold the title until she was crowned as such.
 
He came over to her and gently wrapped his arms around her shaking his head slowly. â??I love when you miss the whole point my love.â? He was smiling and kissed her neck lightly before going over to his wardrobe and pulling out a robe slipping into it. â??I will go see that our bath is being drawn my love I wonâ??t be long.â? He headed for the door planning to head and make sure his mother knew what was going on.
 
"What about me?" she asked, holding her hands open to show she was still naked before him. "You can't bring people in here if I have no clothing on." Turning, she started to head for his wardrobe, intent on putting on some of his clothing on to cover her nakedness.
 
He laughed softly, â??Donâ??t worry you can hide under the covers till they are gone.â? He peaked out the door motioning a guard down, â??Jacob I need you to run to the kitchen and tell them to send up water and a bath for the queen and I. also I need you to inform my mother that I need to speak to her really quickly.â? The guard nodded and rushed off to do as he was told. Aiden turned to face Cristato see what she ended up doing.
 
When he turned her found her slipping on of his shirts on over her head. It seemed that he was not going to get his way with her as she walked back to the bed, sitting on the edge of it while working on closing it over her ample breasts. "I will remain in this bed, but that still means I need to cover my top half..."
 
His eyes followed her smirking as she wore his shirt. â??Well if you are going to do that, you have no need of that shirt.â? He smirked walking over toward her on the bed. â??Take it off lover. I want to know that you are naked under those covers.â?
 
She smirked back at him and shook her head no in response. "But you knowing I am naked means that they will know I am naked as well. I will not give it up. No. As long as they seem the top on me that might just think my bottom covered as well." She shook her head again, stronger this time, "You can't make me take it off."
 
He smirked and stood over her his hands coming down and gently touching her shoulders. â??Oh I canâ??t huh?â? his eyes held something like Heylelâ??s look, but there was clearly love in his eyes. He leaned in kissing her deeply pushing her back against the bed starting to pull the shirt up from around her legs to pull them off over her head.
 
"MM!" she squeaked as he toppled over on her. Her hands rested upon his chest, pressing there against him to keep him from crushing her. But when she realized his intentions to strip her of the little clothing she had, "Aiden!" she scolded as her hands moved to clutch at the hem of the shirt and attempt to keep it tugged down and on her body. "You are acting like a spoiled brat over this!"
 
He smirked pulling more leaning down and nipping at her neck. â??Oh really now? I just want to know my wife is naked under the covers waiting for me and this.â? He tugged on the shirt, â??Is in the way.â? He nipped her neck again as he used his stronger arms to force the shirt higher on her body.
 
"Aiden! Honestly!" she might sound like she was mad at him, but was laughing playfully as she played a tug of war with the clothing on her back. He was far stronger then her and thought she knew it was a meaningless attempt to win the war with him, still she fought him for control of the shirt. "You'll rip your shirt!" she tried to use the fact against him, though she honestly doubted it would do much good.
 
He didnâ??t care he had a dozen others like it and newer. However he shifted his hands to hers using his greater strength to force her to pull the shirt up. If she decided to let go he would grab it and continued to pull it off working it slowly up till her stomach was showing and then to bottoms of her breasts. He knew their time was limited but he also was pretty sure he could beat her in the time they had left.
 
There was no giving up for her. After months of being broken, she had her spirit back and it only thrived with him. It was a good thing. She tugged and pulled and refused to let him win there little wrestling match. At last there was a knock on the door and the servants called through it, asking for permission to enter. "Aiden! Enough!"
 
Aiden was not one to give up and kept fighting her glad to see that she had spirit left. however when the sound of a knock at the door was heard he growled deeply and there was a flash in his eyes of pure playfulness. â??You want it that way fine.â? Using the upper body strength he had been gifted with he grabbed both sides of the collar and pulled hard. The shirt resisted for a second but then gave in ripping right down the front. He smirked and let the sides fall the valley and sides of her breasts clearly showing. â??Now then I need to get the door.â?
 
Crista's jaw dropped in utter SHOCK. Had he really just done that? Oh my god he did! He ripped open her shirt so she'd have no choice but to be naked! The devious, devilish- she didn't have any more time to think about what else he was before the door started to open. Before the servants could get a glimpse of her, she threw the covers up over her head and buried herself deep within them. Not a single inch of her could be seen.
 
Aiden couldnâ??t help but chuckle as he let the servants in letting them take care of the double bathtub that they had brought for their king and new queen. A couple of them looked around wondering where she was as they did their work. Aiden couldnâ??t help but smirk and walk over to the bed and gently poke the bulge that was her. â??Thank you all you may go now.â? He said after the servants had finished filling the tub.
 
She flinched and squealed from him poking her in the side like that. The servants only smirked a little when they realized where their queen was hiding. The two of them were certainly honeymooners. Only when she heard the door close did her head, and only her head, pop out from under covers.... at the foot of the bed, "You... are.... WICKED!" she scowled.

Before she could say anything more though, another knock came at the door. With a gasp, she threw the covers over herself again to hid.

The queen mother entered, followed by a servant with a tray of food. "I thought you both might be hungry. You after all missed breakfast AND lunch..." Glancing about the room, she looked confused, "Where is my daughter in law?"
 
Aiden smirked and sat on the bed. â??Iâ??m sorry about lunch mother but someone kept me up all night.â? His hands came from both sides aiming for her sides again poking her and tickling her through the covers. â??And as for where your dear daughter in law is Iâ??m not sure but it seems like my bed is alive or something.â?
 
Not seeing the attack coming, Crista was soon giggling and squirming wildly under the covers. They tangled and shifted all over the surface of the bed. The queen was laughing as well, "Oh dear! We will have to have that looked at it seems. A living bed is a strange thing indeed."

Eventually, Crista's head popped out from under the covers once more. Her hair not tangled and a mess, "Good morning your majasty.... please tell your son to give me clothing. He refuses to give me any. Even his own clothing."

The queen mother chuckled as she headed for the door, "I will have some clothing in your size brought up. I will have them left outside the door for you." Heading for the door herself, she added, "I WILL expect you both for dinner. I was robbed of lunch with my daughter in law Aiden, you will not rob me of dinner as well." With that she departed, smile on her lips.
 
Aiden smirked leaning down and kissing his wife as she stuck her head out of the covers. As his mother left he thought of something else and chased her to the door. â??Mother, please have someone go to Cristaâ??s manor and have them send over her clothes. She wonâ??t be going home after this.â? He smirked closing and bolting the door shut. â??Mmm now my love,â? he stripped out of his robe and went over to the tub testing the water, â??Mmm its nice and warm care to join me and have something to eat while we clean ourselves?â?
 
"Aiden, but-" his mother tried to say, but the door closed before she could. Smirking she didn't turn back to interrupt them again. It was one command she would not yet fulfill that favor. Not without asking Crista first. Certainly she had more things then just clothing she would want. That was a topic for dinner though.

Crista gave a huff as she sat up, looking even more disheveled as she wrapped the blankets over her shoulder, "You are just awful. Terrible. I can't believe I must call you husband." Of course everything was said light hearted and merrily. Clearly she was joking with him. Keeping the blankets wrapped around herself, she went to the table and sat, her back stubbornly to him as she started to eat. "I should not even speak to you after that." Again, her voice teasing him.
 
He pouted innocently and came slowly over to her kissing her neck from behind continuing even if she protested. His arms slipped around her finding her hands and gently holding them as he kissed and nibbled at her neck. â??Mmmm Iâ??m not normally this way my wife.â? He nibbled softly on her ear whispering, â??you just bring the naughty things out of me.â? He smirked and chuckled lightly kissing her neck again before moving to sit across from her.
 
She smirked for just a second before it went back to a scowl. Crossing her arms, she huffed a little and got up, flipping her hair over her shoulder as she turned and went for the tub. With her back to him, she was smiling again. Of course she wasn't really mad, but she could play and tease him just as easily as he did to her. Dropping the blanket when she reached the tub and gently climbed in, still not speaking to him, huffing once again, pretending she really was mad at him.
 
He sighed hearing the smile in her huffing. He picked the table up by the sides and moved it over to the tub setting it next to it and in easy reach of anyone sitting in the tub. He smiled at her and moved behind her and started to rub her shoulders and kiss her neck softly. â??Mmmm may I please join me my love? You look so lonely in that big tub all alone.â? He picked up a strawberry and brushed it over her neck and then up to where she could see it and almost in reach of her lips.
 
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