"Morning," his voice purred in her ear. "Sleep well?" He asked, lightly kissing her neck. His hands linked with hers as he drew her up into his arms, holding her close to him. The scent of her was intoxicating. He could not help but grin like a cheshire cat. This woman was his. This woman wanted to be with him.

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"Slept prefect. You, love?" she turned in his arms and pressed her lips gently to his. "I enjoyed being in your arms. It is the safest I have ever felt." she whispered.

"Slept like a log," he grinned as he held her lips with his. He was sure he could kiss her for eternity. "Ready for the day ahead? You haven't forgotten that you are shopping with mother today have you?" He kissed along her jaw to her ear lightly.

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She got goosebumps and laughed quietly. "Ah, yes...but maybe we can stay a little longer?" she slipped her arm around him and shifts closer to him. "Just.." she kissed him, "a little.." she kissed him again, "Longer?"

Thoril listened to his mother's little movements down the stairs. It was clear she was in no rush. He couldn't even smell breakfast yet. He grinned at Callie. "Well maybe just a little bit longer." He pulled her flush against him and began kissing along her jaw line to her lips.

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She laughed quietly as she kissed him back and tangled one of her hands into his hair. Her other arm snaked down to his waist and...she began to tickle him, a devilish light in her eyes.

"Hey! Cheeky!" He laughed squirming from her reach. "Two can play at that game," he said with a mischievous grin. With swift movements, Callie was on her back as Thoril's fingers worked frantically, tickling her sides. He adored the trill of her laugh. He knew he could listen to it forever.

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Callie laughed like crazy, and soon was out of breath! "Uncle! Call uncle!" she cried out breathlessly. She squirmed under his fingers, struggling to get away from the fun but torturous tickling.

Thoril laughed along with her. "Do you surrender my sweet?" He asked between bouts of laughter. His fingers relaxed and drew her to him. He captured her lips with his own as he kissed her deeply. "You have no idea how much I love you," he said breathlessly. His brows suddenly raised. "Uncle?" He asked.

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Her arms came around him. "And I have completely fallen for you, love." she suddenly giggled at his confusion. "Yes. Uncle. You see, when I was very young I use to run and wrestle with the boys of our city. Calling uncle was our way of calling out our surrender if we found ourselves unable to escape. I sometimes fall back on old habits." she said with a wink.

"Adorable," he whispered with a smile. He kissed her cheek and nuzzled her nose. "What say you to staying right here, right now forever?" Thoril stroked Callie's sides softly. "I don't think I can bare to let you walk out that door, let alone out of this bed." His hands came to rest on her hips, squeezing slightly. His dark eyes gazed into hers, captivated in every single way. Tilting his head, he kissed along her arm to her shoulder. He nibbled playfully along her collarbone and up her neck. He could not help smiling. She truly was irresistible.

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She smiled and closed her eyes. "Yes...I am a willing captive." she sighed and ran her hands along his back and shoulders. "I love you...so much." she whispered. "Thoril...My soon to be husband."

"I am so glad," Thoril whispered softly, working kisses over her shoulders. He trembled under her delicate touch. "I love you too soon to be Mrs Pegason," he smiled brightly at her before capturing her lips again. His eyes closed to the blissful sensations coursing through his entire being.

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Her hands tangled in his hair as she inhaled his scent deeply, returning his kiss with fervor. She was sure she would burn up in the inferno that was slowly beginning to race through her whole body. She knew her heart was already consumed.

A heavy haze fell over Thoril. His heart thundered loudly in his ears. Burning adrenaline flowed through his being. His hand moved to her shoulder and slowly began to peel back the sleeve. His other hand moved underneath her clothes and came to rest on her hip. "Oh Callie...." He whispered. "I have wanted this. I have wanted you for so long...I fear I cannot deny myself any longer."

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She sighed softly. "Then don't deny it..." she whispered, get hands gently caressing his back. She kne she couldn't deny it, couldn't hold back any longer. Instead of waiting for a response, she reached up and pressed her lips firmly against his.