The Bubbles
Evil! The lot of you! *points*
Because it has become obvious to me that I am my flister's, fellow D/Ver's, muses and bunnies bitch. So much for not giving into peer-pressure *hangs head in shame for all non-conformists out there* Loves you all! ;) *hugs*
Bubbly: Sparkle
Daniel turned to Vala and smiled. He was going to do this.
He walked over and sat on the bed placing a hand on her bare knee rubbing it gently with his thumb. Taking a deep breath he met her eyes. Her beautiful slate grey eyes, that seemed to make his heart speed up, of course that could also be the anxiety he felt, but he was pretty it was her eyes. Because he wasn’t nervous. At all.
Vala seemed to realize that whatever was going to happen next was big, she sat straighter and placed the room service booklet down.
“Darling? Is everything alright?” She sounded nervous and worst of all worried. Her eyes kept darting back and forth like she was anticipating the need to run. Daniel cursed himself; he hadn’t meant to scare her. Leaning over he gave her a leisurely and tender kiss, “I love you.” Vala instantly relaxed; he smiled.
Good, she was okay, of course now it was him that felt nervous, well, more nervous. Running a hand through his still wet hair he ducked his head and began fiddling with the box in the robe pocket. Should he ask now or wait? Maybe he should wait for a better time? Was it a good time? What if-? His thought process was cut off when Vala turned his face to hers.
She gave him a bright grin and tapped his nose. “I believe you were going to ask me something?” There was only love in her eyes. For him.
Now it was Daniel’s turn to relax. Sometimes it still surprised him how well they understood one another, how well they fit together. He grasped her hand and brought it to his lips presenting her palm with a kiss.
He looked at the woman in front of him. “Vala, remember when we watched ‘Breakfast at Tiffany’s’ and you said that thing about engraving the Cracker Jack ring and it being romantic?” Vala nodded. “And how if I ever did something like that you’d marry me on the spot?”
Daniel watched as Vala eyes widened and she let out a small breath.
“Yes.” Her voice came out breathless and overcome. He grinned. He hated to admit it but he always loved when he managed to make her speechless- male pride and all.
Daniel caressing her cheek, he used his other hand to reach into his robe’s pocket and took out the ring box. “Well, it’s not a Cracker Jack ring, but I thought you’d like it anyway.” He opened the box and removed the ring.
Vala’s eyes seemed to be glued on his. “Daniel?”
He took another breath and looked straight into her eyes. “Vala Mal Duran, would you like to mar-“
Again he was cut off as Vala launched herself at him, throwing them back to the bed.
“YES!” She kissed him desperately as if he was water in the desert, Daniel responded in kind. Chuckling, he separated them and tried to maneuver the ring on to the appropriate finger while she lavished him with soft kisses.
“I…” Kiss. “Love…” Kiss. “ You…” Kiss. “My…” Deeper kiss. “Daniel.”
As she kept on kissing him, sucking on his bottom lip knowing how he loved when she did that, that Daniel realized she had never even looked at the ring.
Suddenly overwhelmed he rolled them on the bed and deepened the kiss.
This was love. They were love. Forever.
Because it has become obvious to me that I am my flister's, fellow D/Ver's, muses and bunnies bitch. So much for not giving into peer-pressure *hangs head in shame for all non-conformists out there* Loves you all! ;) *hugs*
Bubbly: Sparkle
Daniel turned to Vala and smiled. He was going to do this.
He walked over and sat on the bed placing a hand on her bare knee rubbing it gently with his thumb. Taking a deep breath he met her eyes. Her beautiful slate grey eyes, that seemed to make his heart speed up, of course that could also be the anxiety he felt, but he was pretty it was her eyes. Because he wasn’t nervous. At all.
Vala seemed to realize that whatever was going to happen next was big, she sat straighter and placed the room service booklet down.
“Darling? Is everything alright?” She sounded nervous and worst of all worried. Her eyes kept darting back and forth like she was anticipating the need to run. Daniel cursed himself; he hadn’t meant to scare her. Leaning over he gave her a leisurely and tender kiss, “I love you.” Vala instantly relaxed; he smiled.
Good, she was okay, of course now it was him that felt nervous, well, more nervous. Running a hand through his still wet hair he ducked his head and began fiddling with the box in the robe pocket. Should he ask now or wait? Maybe he should wait for a better time? Was it a good time? What if-? His thought process was cut off when Vala turned his face to hers.
She gave him a bright grin and tapped his nose. “I believe you were going to ask me something?” There was only love in her eyes. For him.
Now it was Daniel’s turn to relax. Sometimes it still surprised him how well they understood one another, how well they fit together. He grasped her hand and brought it to his lips presenting her palm with a kiss.
He looked at the woman in front of him. “Vala, remember when we watched ‘Breakfast at Tiffany’s’ and you said that thing about engraving the Cracker Jack ring and it being romantic?” Vala nodded. “And how if I ever did something like that you’d marry me on the spot?”
Daniel watched as Vala eyes widened and she let out a small breath.
“Yes.” Her voice came out breathless and overcome. He grinned. He hated to admit it but he always loved when he managed to make her speechless- male pride and all.
Daniel caressing her cheek, he used his other hand to reach into his robe’s pocket and took out the ring box. “Well, it’s not a Cracker Jack ring, but I thought you’d like it anyway.” He opened the box and removed the ring.
Vala’s eyes seemed to be glued on his. “Daniel?”
He took another breath and looked straight into her eyes. “Vala Mal Duran, would you like to mar-“
Again he was cut off as Vala launched herself at him, throwing them back to the bed.
“YES!” She kissed him desperately as if he was water in the desert, Daniel responded in kind. Chuckling, he separated them and tried to maneuver the ring on to the appropriate finger while she lavished him with soft kisses.
“I…” Kiss. “Love…” Kiss. “ You…” Kiss. “My…” Deeper kiss. “Daniel.”
As she kept on kissing him, sucking on his bottom lip knowing how he loved when she did that, that Daniel realized she had never even looked at the ring.
Suddenly overwhelmed he rolled them on the bed and deepened the kiss.
This was love. They were love. Forever.