Inevitable

45 - E N D

Warning : Sexual Scenes!

Noelle's P.O.V

"This is so f*cking stupid, since when did we follow traditions?", Easton asked rhetorically after his mother announced we'd be separated until the wedding day. I giggled at his reaction. 

"First of all, language," she scolded and he mumbled an apology. 

"Second of all, we always do this for every castle members wedding, and last time I checked, you two are castle members, so you must follow the rules. Noelle's alright with it, aren't you sweetheart?"

"I most certainly am", I teased, earning a playful pinch on the side by Easton. 

"You little sh-"

"Language Easton!", his mother scolded once again. 

At this point, I was practically in tears. It's hilarious watching Easton getting in trouble by his own mum. 

I love seeing him being put in his place, he deserves it from time to time. 

"You're meant to back me up, doll, not laugh", he stated sadly, a small pout on his lips. 

"You're so adorable", I said, poking his cheeks as he glared down at me. 

"Five minutes, Easton, and then I'm dragging you to another room!", Sheila called out from outside of the room, and as soon as she was out of hindsight, he pulled me onto the bed and held me tightly, one arm around my waist and the other rested behind my head, allowing me to lean on his shoulder and he practically inhaled my scent. 

"Don't leave me baby", he begged, kissing the crown of my head. I giggled and looked up at him. 

"It's just for a day, you'll see me after tomorrow", I comforted, tracing his face with my fingertips. 

"I don't give a f*ck, I wanna stay with you", he grumbled, irritated. 

"You're such a big baby", I teased, playing with his dark locks. 

"Mhm, only for you."

That was very cute

I awed at how adorable he was acting.

It's usually me who's like this, but the tables have turned for today I guess.

He ducked his head under my chin, nuzzling his face into my chest and I allowed him too, hugging him close to me as he gripped my waist tightly. I kissed his cheek and played with his hair, massaging his scalp, and he let out sounds of pleasure. 

"I'm sick, babydoll, you can't leave me", he whined, pulling me closer. 

"Sick? Are you okay? Do you need medicine? Do we need to postpone the wedding?"

"No, we aren't postponing anything. I don't need medicine, I just need you to take care of me", he demanded, kissing my chest. 

"You don't feel hot", I stated. 

"Uh, okay and? That doesn't mean I'm not sick", he defended and I laughed at how dramatic he was being. 

"That desperate to stay with me huh?", I teased, pecking his forehead.

"Shut up."

"I love you too."

"Okay, that's enough, come on Easton", Sheila announced, re-entering our room. He groaned in frustration and reluctantly stood up. 

"Bye Easty! I'll miss you", I exclaimed, blowing him a kiss. 

"Yeah, yeah, of course you will."