13 days of X-mas. Day Three.
Dec. 27th, 2007 10:02 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
actionreactionDidn't get a chance to finish this until just now.
The town of Cooperstown was the cliche beehive of activity. The town hall was decorated in every white flower that the people could gather; lilies seemed most predominant. Smiles donned the faces of almost everyone in town, especially the faces of every member of the Cain family, though the one on the face of the eldest son was shaky at best.
To say Keldon Cain - just Cain, really - was nervous was have been an understatement. The man fought evil every day, faced dragons, demons, outlaws, sorcerers, and monsters the townspeople could not even think up in their nightmares. They didn't make him nervous; killing them or at least stopping them was his duty.
Marrying Tamsin, the cheerful redhead ten years his junior who joined their adventuring crew seven years ago, back when she was still just a bright-eyed child with a seemingly hopeless crush on a traveling adventurer? That had his big hands clammy, sweat dotting his brow, and piercing blue eyes darting about, as if unable to find a place to rest them. In a few hours, those blue eyes wouldn't be able to tear themselves from his new bride.
The wedding celebration was set to last for three days: drinking, dancing, food and celebrations; that was the tradition in Cooperstown, especially for a well-off family whose eldest son was a well-known hero. But by the third hour after the official vows, Cain was starting to get antsy.
It was probably the way Tamsin's hands kept sneaking in and under his clothes, small fingers teasing what flesh they could find. When they managed to slip under the waist of his pants, Cain coughed on his wine, caught her hand, and asked her to dance. The dance lasted only long enough to ease them past the crowd as Cain eyes finally turned to something else: looking for a place to have some private time.
As Tamsin bit down on his shoulder to keep her screams of pleasure at bay, Cain had the idle thought, as he hitched her hips up higher, that he really had no reason to be nervous at all.
The town of Cooperstown was the cliche beehive of activity. The town hall was decorated in every white flower that the people could gather; lilies seemed most predominant. Smiles donned the faces of almost everyone in town, especially the faces of every member of the Cain family, though the one on the face of the eldest son was shaky at best.
To say Keldon Cain - just Cain, really - was nervous was have been an understatement. The man fought evil every day, faced dragons, demons, outlaws, sorcerers, and monsters the townspeople could not even think up in their nightmares. They didn't make him nervous; killing them or at least stopping them was his duty.
Marrying Tamsin, the cheerful redhead ten years his junior who joined their adventuring crew seven years ago, back when she was still just a bright-eyed child with a seemingly hopeless crush on a traveling adventurer? That had his big hands clammy, sweat dotting his brow, and piercing blue eyes darting about, as if unable to find a place to rest them. In a few hours, those blue eyes wouldn't be able to tear themselves from his new bride.
The wedding celebration was set to last for three days: drinking, dancing, food and celebrations; that was the tradition in Cooperstown, especially for a well-off family whose eldest son was a well-known hero. But by the third hour after the official vows, Cain was starting to get antsy.
It was probably the way Tamsin's hands kept sneaking in and under his clothes, small fingers teasing what flesh they could find. When they managed to slip under the waist of his pants, Cain coughed on his wine, caught her hand, and asked her to dance. The dance lasted only long enough to ease them past the crowd as Cain eyes finally turned to something else: looking for a place to have some private time.
As Tamsin bit down on his shoulder to keep her screams of pleasure at bay, Cain had the idle thought, as he hitched her hips up higher, that he really had no reason to be nervous at all.