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I said yes.
I SAID YES!!
Claire and I are officially engaged.
Holy shit. I’m going to marry Claire.
My brain hasn’t been able to calm down for a second since Claire popped the question earlier this evening. I feel giddier than I ever have in my entire life. I may have shown off my ring to every bystander between the cafe and the hotel on our way home, as well as the reception desk staff, a few guests in the hotel lobby, and finally Misha and Yu, who ran out of patience sometime after the tenth time and gently shoved us out of their hotel room and towards our own.
The entire time Claire has been beaming with pride. Apparently she’s been planning this for quite some time, and she’s the only person other than me who never seems to get tired of me holding up my ring and saying “I said yes!”
I love her so much.
“I have one more surprise left for you, Rei,” Claire says, sounding very pleased with herself as we hang up our coats in the little entryway of our hotel room. Whatever it is I can’t wait to see it, though there’s no way it can be as good as her proposal. “Wait here for a moment while I add the final touch. I could have easily done this with a flick of my wand back in our previous life, but I suppose the non-magical way won’t take much longer.”
She steps into the darkened room and I hear the strike of a match. Soon I see the flicker of candlelight on the hotel room walls. Claire returns to the entrance hall and takes my hand, leading me inside.
Our hotel room is glowing with the light of a dozen candles set around the perimeter of the room. In the center of the room is our bed, which has been strewn with rose petals in shades ranging from pale pink to dark crimson.
“Oh wow,” I whisper. Did she really do all of this for me?
“I wanted us to have something special and romantic to come back to after my proposal,” Claire says quietly. “Do you like it, Rei?”
“This might be the most romantic thing I’ve ever seen in my life,” I say, turning to give Claire a soft smile. “I thought this kind of thing only happened on TV or in the movies. But isn’t this something you’re supposed to do on your wedding night, not the night you propose?”
“There’s no reason why we can’t do both,” Claire says, chuckling softly as she leads me over to the bed. We sit on the edge next to each other, and Claire takes my hand. “I wanted a chance to do this the right way this time. When you proposed to me before, it was right after saving me from execution at the hands of the revolution and the world was in chaos. It wasn’t the proper time to plan a grand, romantic evening. We didn’t even have rings! And we were still living in the school dorms, which was hardly a romantic location.”
“So we spent our first night after being engaged in a cramped dormitory bed? There’s a certain type of romance to that.” I don’t think either of us is likely to forget all of the things we got up to in my dorm bed in the room I shared with Misha, before we moved to our current apartment. Though I’m pretty sure Misha would love to purge it all from her memory.
“I suppose there is, in a way. We spent many wonderful days and nights together in our rooms at the Royal Academy before finding more permanent living arrangements.”
“So what was our first night like, then? When other me proposed the first time, I mean. I’m curious since you feel the need to have a do-over now and all. We hadn’t done more than kiss yet, right? So I bet we were dying to get our hands on each other.”
“Well, in all honesty it probably wasn’t what you imagine. I was still clinging to many traditional ideas back then, as the fall of the nobility was still very new. I insisted on saving my chastity for marriage, foolish as that sounds now. So we didn’t have sexual relations of any sort until our wedding night, which wasn’t for quite some time afterwards given the upheaval in the country.”
Wait, what?
“Hold up. You’re telling me that you insisted on no premarital sex? You?”
Claire laughs, a sound I won’t ever get tired of hearing. “I was a very different person back then, but yes. It did make our wedding night very special. If I had to do it all over again in that era, I’m still not sure if I would change things. But this era is a far less traditional one.”
“So then what was that night like? The night after other me proposed to you?”
“I finally let myself show you my true feelings, and kissed you like I had wanted to for so long. We did a lot of kissing that night, as I recall. In truth we had to force ourselves to go slowly so we wouldn’t go too far. Ironically enough it wasn’t you who had problems with self control, it was me.”
“I find that very easy to believe, actually.”
“Oh hush, you. It was a night I won’t ever forget. The night I finally allowed myself to love you. I will always treasure those memories. Just like I treasure the new ones we’re making now.”
“So shall we make a few more memories together, Claire? Since we’re fiancées now and all?” I can’t help grinning and holding up my ring again.
Claire smiles back with a wicked glint in her eyes. “I plan on making more than a few with you tonight, Rei Oohashi.” She gives me a ravenous look that sends shivers up my spine. “So tell me, how would you like to celebrate our engagement? We did bring an entire bag of toys, after all.”
I look around at the candles and the rose petal-covered bed, and then turn to look back at Claire. She looks so beautiful in the candlelight. My fiancée. Wow. Before saying anything, I cup her cheek and give her a soft, tender kiss.
“I just want you tonight, Claire. That’s all I need. No toys, just us. You’ve just made me the happiest girl in the world. Let me show you how much I love you.”
“I love you too, Rei,” Claire says softly. “Always.”
I lean in and kiss her deeply, still cupping her cheek. I wrap my other arm around her waist and pull her closer to me. Claire’s eyes flutter shut and her lips part, eagerly kissing me back. I will never get tired of kissing Claire.
Her hands find their way to my button-down shirt—one of the shirts she picked out for me—and begin unbuttoning it, starting with the top button. Heh, seems like she’s having just as much trouble holding back tonight as she did the first time we got engaged. Good thing it’s way too late for either of us to worry about chastity.
I’m just as eager to get my hands on Claire, and I slip both of them under her blouse so I can feel her soft skin. She makes a soft noise against my lips that only makes me more impatient.
Claire has my shirt halfway open by now and she slips her hands inside. I would have worn a nicer sports bra today if I’d known that engagement sex was on the menu. Her hands slide up my chest and over my bra. Fuck. I can feel my nipples tighten under her touch, and from the pleased noise she makes, so can Claire.
She continues teasing me over my bra. God, I’m already starting to lose my mind. It’s unfair how good she is at this.
“Mmm…” A quiet moan bubbles up from the back of my throat. If this were any other night with Claire, I would give in and just let her have her way with me as usual. But tonight is special. I want to make Claire feel good, too, to show her how much today has meant to me. So instead of surrendering to Claire’s devious hands and lips, I respond by lifting my hands to take off her shirt.
She happily complies, and—oh wow. She’s wearing a very fancy red lacy bra underneath. It’s doing…something to her breasts that make them absolutely mesmerizing. I can’t look away. I don’t want to look away.
Claire laughs when she sees my reaction. “Do you like it? I bought it especially for tonight.”
“I…yeah. Wow.”
She laughs, taking advantage of my distraction to finish unbuttoning my shirt, letting it slide down onto the bed. Now I’m sitting here in this shabby sports bra while Claire looks like…like…this.
I can’t help myself. I have to reach out and touch. My hands are moving toward Claire’s breasts before I’m even aware of the fact.
I’ve touched them many times by now, of course, but somehow every time is magical. They’re so round and soft and pliant and perfect in my hands, the soft skin contrasting with the rough lace against my palms. Claire hums and presses into my hands and I feel her nipples harden through the thin fabric of the bra. Fuck. This isn’t my first time doing this but somehow my brain stalls out every time.
I circle my thumbs over her nipples and watch Claire’s breath catch in her throat and her eyes darken with desire. God, I love it when she looks at me like that. She leans forward and finds my lips in a hungry, filthy kiss, seeking out my tongue with her own.
Her hands tug at my bra and we break apart just long enough to pull it off. She eyes my chest hungrily and I know I have about five seconds to act before she pounces. Gotta move fast. I reach behind her back to unclasp her bra, which I’ve gotten a lot better at over time. She smirks and pulls it off, dropping it to the floor.
For a second my mind goes blank as Claire’s gorgeous, perfect breasts fill my vision. I am but a poor, simple lesbian, defenseless in the face of such mammarian majesty. She looks like an actual goddess. I’m engaged to a goddess, with goddess boobs.
“You’re so beautiful, Claire,” I murmur. I’ve gotten a little better at managing full sentences even when faced with the awe-inspiring sight of Claire’s boobs. It took a lot of practice.
Claire takes my left hand and brings it to her lips, kissing the brightly shining ring on my fourth finger. My heart feels like it might burst from happiness.
“You’re beautiful too, Rei. I love you so much.”
“Claire…”
She brings my hand from her lips down to her breast, and I can’t hold myself back any longer. I lean in to kiss her, gently pushing her down to the bed. My free hand seeks out her other breast and then both of my hands are full of Claire’s soft, amazing boobs. I give them a gentle squeeze and Claire moans into my mouth. It’s so hot I think I might die, and what a way to go. We make out and grope each other amidst the rose petals, skin to skin from the waist up, and suddenly I need to feel all of her touching me.
I reach out to tug at her skirt at the same time that her hands find the waistband of my pants. We laugh as we both continue undressing each other.
I slide Claire’s skirt down her hips and of course she’s wearing gorgeous red lace underwear that matches the bra. Fuck, she’s so sexy I can hardly stand it. At least I’m wearing the Calvin Klein boyshorts that she also picked out for me. She really seems to like those, heh.
She slides my pants off and smirks when she sees them, teasing a finger around the waistband. Her finger dips lower and her smirk sharpens as she slips it into the opening in the front.
“You’re so wet already, Rei.”
Fuuuuuuck, can’t let myself get distracted. I have a fiancée to ravish.
I lean in to kiss her, slipping my tongue into her mouth and entwining our bodies together. My hands caress her soft skin, running down her back, along her waist, and over her hips. I want her so much.
She doesn’t stop teasing me through my boyshorts. It’s so unfair. I do my best to fight back. I drag my lips along her jaw and down her neck, pausing to nip lightly at her collarbone. She makes a small noise in the back of her throat and gently guides me downward, knowing all too well where I want to go.
When my lips find her breast and my tongue gently circles her nipple she arches into me with a quiet moan. My brain nearly short-circuits when she drags the nails of her free hand down my bare back, just hard enough that I know she intends to leave marks.
I take my time giving Claire’s breasts the worship they deserve, spurred on by her soft moans and the bite of her nails on my back. By now I’ve had a lot of practice doing this and I know exactly how Claire likes to be touched. I could happily worship her body forever, but Claire still hasn’t stopped teasing me and it’s getting more and more distracting.
I reach down to touch her over her lace panties, just like she’s touching me. I want us to do this together, to make each other feel good at the same time. It feels like the right way to celebrate such a special night.
I slip a finger beneath Claire’s panties and wow, she’s just as wet as I am. I lift my head to meet her eyes. She takes a shuddery breath and whispers “Rei…”
“Claire…” My voice sounds huskier than I expected. “Can we touch each other…together…”
She smiles and reaches down to tug at my underwear, sliding it down my hips. I help her shimmy out of her panties and then we’re both naked, our bodies sliding together and our lips seeking each other as we move to touch each other again.
I moan as Claire’s fingers find my clit and begin stroking it firmly, no more teasing this time. Fuck, she could make me come so quickly like this, and she knows it.
I manage to focus enough to slide a hand between her legs and let her grind against my palm, feeling how wet and needy she is.
“Rei…” she says in a half-moan that nearly drives me out of my mind. “Want you…to…”
I know what she wants before she’s even managed to form the words, and I slide two fingers inside her. She lets out a soft cry and clutches at my shoulder with her free hand. She keeps grinding her clit against my palm as I find a rhythm with my fingers.
I gasp as I feel her fingers slide inside me, too. Somehow she has enough focus to keep rubbing my clit with her thumb and…God, it all feels so good. She feels so good.
“More…” I hear myself moan, and Claire gives me more, firm yet loving just the way I like it. She always knows just what I need.
We can’t control the noises spilling from both of our mouths as we fuck each other. I can barely tell where Claire ends and where I begin. I don’t know what feels better, Claire clenching warm and wet around my fingers or Claire’s fingers moving inside me, bringing me closer and closer.
All I know is I love her and need her more than anything else in the world, and there’s no way I’ll ever get enough of this, of her, of everything.
“Claire…I love you…so much…”
“Rei…love you too…I’m…just a little more…”
I feel her clench around me again, and my hips buck into her hand. We moan together, bodies trembling.
I’m so close. It feels so good.
I curl my fingers and press my palm harder against her clit, and Claire goes rigid against me.
“Rei…”
“Claire…let me…make you come…”
Somehow, it’s my words that push Claire over the edge. When she comes, all my remaining self control evaporates and I turn into a shuddering, whimpering mess as I come along with her. My vision goes white and it’s all I can do to focus on the movement of my fingers as Claire trembles against me.
We stay in each other’s arms as we both come down from the high, sweaty and panting and grinning at each other like fools. Claire recovers first, of course, and peppers my face with kisses as I try to catch my breath.
I love her so much. I can’t believe I get to be with her for the rest of my life. And maybe even longer than that.
“I love you, Claire,” I say, the moment I have enough oxygen.
“I love you too, Rei,” she replies, leaning in to give me a kiss. “Tonight has been so special for me.”
She takes my hand and kisses the ring on it again. I can’t wait to show off my ring to everyone back home. I’m sure Claire will want to tell Catherine first, and then there’s the rest of our DnD group, Shiko, my parents…
Oh God, my parents! I sit bolt upright in bed, starting to panic.
“Rei, what’s wrong?” Claire asks, looking concerned.
“I can’t believe I forgot to tell my parents that we’re engaged! I should have called them right away!”
I grab my phone from the bedside table and start to unlock it when Claire puts a gentle hand on my wrist.
“Rei, it’s just past three a.m. in Japan right now. I think your parents might appreciate getting the news at a more decent hour.”
Oh right, I forgot about the time difference. I feel the tension drain from my body and I fall back onto the bed with a relieved sigh.
“Phew, okay, but I’ve gotta call them the moment we wake up or they’ll never forgive me.”
“I suspect you don’t need to worry too much about upsetting them,” Claire says with a soft smile.
“You don’t know my mom like I do. Making her wait even a few hours to learn that her firstborn child is engaged is likely an unforgivable sin.” Maybe she’ll go easy on me if we bring her back some nice gifts from London…
Wait, why is Claire smiling like that?
“Like I said, there’s no need to worry. Your mother already knows.”
“Huh?”
“Rei Oohashi, just who do you think I am? Do you truly think I’d ask for your hand in marriage without telling your parents about it first? When I contacted your mother last week to ask for your passport, I also made sure to ask for your parents’ blessing for our engagement. They were delighted to give it, of course.”
Oh my God. How is she so perfect?
“Wait, so my parents have known all this time? Along with Misha and Yu? Was I the only one who didn’t know?”
Claire looks extremely proud of herself. She’s so adorable. I love her. “I told my mother as well, of course. And Lene, who helped with planning and made sure the ring was ready in time. I think that’s everyone. I didn’t want to risk having too many people know in case they spoiled the surprise!”
I grin and roll onto my side to give her a kiss. “Well, you succeeded. Even though I knew it was coming at some point, I was still very surprised.”
“In a good way, I hope.”
“It was the best surprise I’ve ever gotten in my whole life.”
This time Claire leans in to kiss me back. For a while we just keep kissing, our naked bodies entwined on the rose petal-covered bed.
When we pause for air, Claire has a mischievous grin on her face. Whatever she has on her mind, I’m going to say yes.
“You know, Rei, you look very good wearing that ring,” she says while stroking my cheek.
“Of course I do. It means I’m yours.” Where is she going with this?
“I think you’d look even better wearing your ring and your collar, don’t you? I know you said you didn’t want to use any toys tonight, but…”
Her hand sneaks down and tweaks my nipple, just hard enough to hurt. Oh fuck. I swallow and bite my lip.
“I, um, I think I might have changed my mind about that.”
“Good,” Claire says with a wicked smile. “After all, the night is still young. And like you said, that ring means you’re all mine.”