#Everlasting Love

[vane-sya]

Everlasting Love by tribaleyes01

[joeys-babe]

Joey B Imagines: Oh! Darling*

Summary: You and Joe make it to his house. Well, to his garage.

(Part two to - Part 1)

Warnings: Smut (Thigh riding, finishing in pants and untouched, and PIV sex)

Pairing: Joe Burrow x reader

Imagine Universe: Everlasting Love

*Complete continuation of part one*

Once Joe and I arrived at his place, he used the button on his sun visor to open his garage door.

After pulling in, Joe shut the garage door behind us and turned the car off before looking over at me.

Joe’s gaze was heated, a loaded look on his face that started the throbbing between my legs again.

“Come here.” - Joe

I looked at him, wanting him to reiterate himself because I wasn't exactly sure what he wanted.

“On my lap.” - Joe

Continuing to look at him, Joe lept forward and scooped me up by my thighs before pulling me on top of him.

“You look so pretty above me.” - Joe

I reached out and held the side of his face, cradling his cheek.

“You look pretty good bellow me.” - you

A huge grin broke out on Joe’s face as he pulled me in, placing sloppy kisses around my mouth before he finally landed on it.

I lowered my hips down onto him, grinning when I felt him already hard.

“Ya feel me, don't you?” - Joe

Joe grabbed my hips and gently moved me against him. I couldn’t help but moan into his mouth at the feel of his hard length. His sweat shorts and my jean shorts were the only things separating us.

“Feel what you do to me, baby? Fuckin’ make me so hard.” - Joe moaned

I continued rocking against him, the seam of my jean shorts inadvertently rubbing against my clit, pleasing me as well.

Joe spread wet, opened-mouth kisses down my neck, his hands gripping my hips tight.

Eventually, Joe wrapped his hands around my thighs and pushed me up to where I was hovering over him. He unbuttoned my shorts and pushed them down my legs. Since I was still straddling him, they couldn't go farther than my knees, so Joe picked me up by my waist with one arm and moved my shorts down the rest of my legs.

I was giggling the entire time because his hurriedness was amusing.

“You needed them off that severely?” - you laughed

“Yes, ma'am. You'll see why here in just a second.” - Joe

Now I was just in my panties, and Joe wasn't about to do that process all over again, so he grabbed at them, and the next thing I knew, I heard a loud ripping sound.

“Joseph Lee! I liked those panties!” - you

I playfully slapped his chest, and Joe rolled his eyes before tossing the ball of ripped-up fabric in his backseat.

“You’re not gonna care here in just about ten seconds.” - Joe

I watched Joe yank up one of the legs of his shorts, but I didn't know why yet.

Before I could ask, Joe moved me around before pushing me down to where I was straddling his thigh.

My heat was pressed right to the same thigh I was staring at not too long ago.

“You don't think I saw you staring at my lap earlier, baby? I can make you feel good with it. Just trust me.” - Joe

Joe grasped my hips again and gently started moving my hips back and forth. The feeling was overwhelming. He was letting me use his thigh for my pleasure and my pleasure only.

“Good girl.” - Joe groaned

My upper body fell into his chest, and Joe wrapped his arms around my waist.

“Keep going. Just like that.” - Joe

In all honesty, Joe had come to terms with the fact that he was going to end up cumming by the end of this too. The feel of his girlfriend’s soaking wet pussy dragging across his thigh, getting him off without any friction on his cock.

My movements were getting more frantic, using Joe’s thigh to my advantage as I ground on him, moaning his name throughout the entire process.

“Joey, baby… shit.” - you whimpered

“Keep movin’. You’re doing so well for me.” - Joe

I opened my eyes for the first time since I settled down on Joe, and I moaned out at the sight.

Joe had his head thrown back, his top teeth sunk into his bottom lip, eyes closed, face scrunched, and he was sweaty everywhere.

“So close.” - you moaned

“Me too…” - Joe groaned

I couldn't tell if I imagined Joe saying that or if he did, but before I could ask him, the feeling pooling in my stomach gained my attention.

“Fuuuuck!!” - you moaned

Joe’s grip on me got impossibly tighter as the strokes of my hips got faster, and when my knee accidentally bumped into Joe’s crotch, he let out a loud moan of my name, followed by a grunted curse.

My eyes were closed, and the ringing in my ears from the overwhelming pleasure was keeping me from acknowledging what Joe had just done.

I fell over the edge not long after that, moaning loudly and falling deeper into Joe’s chest as I came on Joe’s thigh.

It was minutes later that my breathing was returning to normal. Joe was sitting with his head back against the headrest with his eyes closed and his chest heaving.

“Are you okay?” - you

“Mhm… I just…” - Joe trailed off

My gaze flicked from his face down to his lap, the wet spot on the crotch of his sweat shorts giving him away.

“Did you…” - you gasped

Joe nods his head, still not opening his eyes. In all honesty, he's a little embarrassed.

“That’s…” - you

My voice trailed off, and Joe continued my sentence at the same time I tried to. It was baffling how different our words were, with him saying, “Embarrassing?” While I said, “So fucking hot.”

We both laughed, and I went to crawl off of Joe’s lap and open the door, but he stopped me.

“You think this is over?” - Joe

“I don't know… we both finished, and we’re home.” - you shrugged

A cocky grin formed on Joe’s lips, and he leaned forward to nestle his mouth just hovering over my ear.

“Oh darling… this isn't over till my cock is buried deep inside your pussy.” - Joe whispered

All at once, Joe’s words set off every pulse point in my body.

I pull my head away from Joe’s face and grin down at him, running one of my hands through his hair.

“You wanna burrow yourself inside me? Is that right, baby?” - you

Joe smiled at the slightly dominant tone in my voice. He was always in charge during sex, but maybe he'd switch roles just this once.

“Yes, ma'am. That's right.” - Joe grinned

“Lose the shorts for me.” - you

I winked at Joe as I moved to sit on my thighs between his spread thighs, giving him the ability to lift his hips and pull his shorts down.

He put his shorts in my outstretched hand, and I sent him a bratty grin.

“You made a mess in these. You're lucky that I love you enough to scrub them later.” - you

“It's your fault it happened.” - Joe shrugged

I rolled my eyes playfully and moved to straddle his lap.

Joe’s cock was fully erect and dripping at the tip as it lay against his stomach. My eyes couldn't stray away from it. From him.

“Want you so bad…” - Joe

He was playing along. Joe was actually going to switch roles and be the submissive partner for once.

I reached down and wrapped my hand around his cock, pumping his length slowly as I rose higher on my knees.

Joe’s eyes were fixed below us, watching how the tip of his dick was inches away from the heaven he believed was my pussy.

“Please… want in you so bad.” - Joe

He groaned when I lowered slowly, the tip of his erection barely grazing my clit but making me moan at the contact nonetheless.

I leaned forward and smashed my lips to Joe’s hungrily, my hands reaching for his hair as I fully settled onto his length.

Joe groaned into my mouth as his cock was immediately buried to the hilt.

“This what you wanted, huh?” - you

Every teasing word was whispered between kisses, Joe’s tongue tangling with mine, and every time I pulled away even a little bit, his mouth chased mine.

“Yes. Please move.” - Joe moaned

I realized that I was basically cockwarming him when he said that, and began rocking my hips against his at a slow pace.

Joe was now panting into the kiss, his hands on my waist telling me he wanted more but still letting me do my thing.

“Faster.” - Joe

The fact that he was on the verge of begging satisfied me, and before I knew it, I was bouncing on Joe’s lap. Joe’s cock was perfect. He made me feel so full as his thick length stretched me in the best way possible.

“Fuck, Joey.” - you moaned

As a minute passed, my thighs were starting to get tired, and I was close to climaxing.

Joe didn't like the fact that I was slowing down at all, and it didn't help that I was getting distracted by my pleasure instead of taking care of him.

“Baby, please. So close.” - Joe

I couldn't pick the pace back up, and Joe snapped out of the submissive character in a matter of seconds. Joe was holding my body tight to his chest, seemingly holding me in the air as he started thrusting up into me.

“You’re fuckin’ soaked. Feel how easy I can slip in and out of you?” - Joe

His pace and thrusts were relentless, taking back over to show me that he truly was the one in control here.

I leaned in close, nestling my lips right under one of his ears and whimpering his name.

“Oh shit.” - Joe pants

Joe reached down between our bodies and pinched my clit with just enough force to tip me over the edge, my orgasm ripping through my body as I moaned Joe’s name.

A moment and two extra hard thrusts later, I felt Joe’s cock spit and sputter before he buried himself as deep as he could get and came. My name was on his lips as he fell over the edge, and there was nothing hotter than watching his face contort with pleasure.

“Fuck… fuck… fuck.” - Joe panted

Joe’s head fell onto my shoulder as my still-spasming walls continued to milk him dry for every drop his release offered.

For minutes the only noises audible were of Joe and I trying to catch our breath, a soundtrack so unique to us.

“I fuckin’ love you.” - Joe

He wrapped his arms around my waist and squeezed me tight, helping me off of his lap a few seconds later.

I opened his car door and slipped out of it, my legs feeling like jelly and my knees buckling.

“Great, now I'm walking weird.” - you

Joe got out of the car a second later and gently spread a big hand on the small of my back.

“That means I did my job right and that you have a stud of a boyfriend.” - Joe grinned

“I knew and could continue to know both of those things without the limp.” - you laughed

I watched Joe roll his eyes with a playful smile on his face as he directed me to the other side of the garage, my luggage in his hands.

“Wait did you not grab your shorts?” - you

“No way I'm puttin’ those back on.” - Joe laughed

I laughed with him for a second before he spoke up again.

“Did you want your panties?” - Joe

“You mean what's left of them?!” - you

We laughed together again before Joe unlocked the door that went from the garage to the mud room.

“You can take a bath if you want. I was gonna fix dinner up real quick while you freshened up… only if you want too, of course.” - Joe

Looking up at his blushed cheeks, I couldn't help but giggle at the way he got bashful all of a sudden.

“Why are you getting shy after you just rearranged my guts.” - you chuckled

I held his hands in mine and giggled at the way Joe wouldn't look up at me while he had a little smile on his face.

“Answer my question!” - you laughed

“I don't know! You have this crazy effect on me. That's the only way I can describe it.” - Joe

Pulling him into a hug, the smile was never wiped off of my face as I pressed kisses all over his.

“How about this? We take a shower together, then I can help you make dinner, we eat, and go to bed.” - you

“It’ll be like five the time we’re done eating. Why are we going to sleep so early?” - Joe

I left his arms and walked up a couple of steps to the doorway that entered the kitchen, turning around before and looking at Joe.

“I didn't say anything about sleep, Joey.” - you

“That's my girl.” - Joe grinned

—

I walked out of the bathroom after changing and grinned at the sight of Joe lying in the bed, shirtless and sprawled out. It was later in the day. We’d eaten showered already, and even watched a movie before climbing the stairs to Joe’s room.

Joe looked over when he heard the bathroom door shut and smiled at the sight of me wearing nothing but one of his shirts and a pair of panties.

“Hi, beautiful.” - Joe smiled

“Hi, baby.” - you

I smiled at him for a brief second before continuing my task of putting my dirty clothes in the hamper and laying out an outfit for tomorrow.

Joe had turned his phone off and put it on his nightstand, his full attention on me. My back was to Joe as I bent over to grab something out of my suitcase, inadvertently making my shirt ride up to where my ass and panties were on complete display.

I threw a look over my shoulder when Joe let out a low whistle, yanking my shirt back over my behind and grinning at Joe’s whines of disapproval.

After laying my outfit out, I crawled into bed next to Joe and snuggled into his side. Joe was still lying on his back, and I was on my side, smashing my face into his bare shoulder.

“I know you probably want to fool around some more, but I'm exhausted.” - you

“I was about to say the same thing.” - Joe laughed

I laughed with him for a few more seconds before Joe moved his arm, wrapping it around my shoulders and pulling me into him. My head was now lying on my favorite pillow, Joe’s built chest.

“So you'll settle for cuddling tonight?” - you

“Settle?! I love having you in my arms.” - Joe

“Good thing I love being in them.” - you

Joe squeezed me tighter, tangling his legs with mine under the sheets.

“I can't wait till this is every night, and your clothes are in the empty half of the closet instead of in a suitcase.” - Joe

“One step closer to forever.” - you grinned

Butterflies went off in Joe’s stomach after I said that. He referenced earlier the fact that he had been thinking a lot about being the best boyfriend possible, and a part of that was because after a conversation he had with his dad, he realized he wanted to marry you.

Joe contently lay there, his soft blue eyes scanning my tired face and half-closed eyes.

“I love you so much.” - Joe

“I love you too.” - you

You had no idea he was talking to his jeweler about custom-designing the engagement ring he was going to propose to you with before you walked out of the bathroom.

Joe was determined for you to be his forever.

Authors note: It’s not going to be that easy, though!! 😙

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[illustratinghan]

i felt zachary and alexander needed their own flower cards so that’s exactly what i made them 🤍

Zachary Carstairs ~ Baby’s Breath ~ Everlasting Love

Alexander Lightwood ~ White Lily ~ Purity

[littlepawz]

James Stewart photographed with his wife three years before she passed away. He decided not to renew the batteries on his pacemaker and let nature take its course; just before he passed away he said “now I can be with Gloria again”. 

[faithfullyfound]

Don't Put God On Hold

Recently I've felt far from God. I feel like my testimony is a series of highs and lows. Moments when I'm full of the Holy Spirit and moments when I'm full of my flesh. Recently I've been very worried about what college life will entail. I'm worried that I will fall victim to sin or that I'll miss out on "college milestones" as a result of my being a Christian. I'm worried I'll be labeled as weird prudish or even judgemental. However, it is silly to be worried about things that have not even happened. As I began to be worried I stopped reading my Bible, began listening to sinful music again, and giving in to my other common sins.

Despite all of this God was still close by. He hadn't left. I kept seeing reels about Jesus. I kept hearing those around me at Church spread the Gospel. And I kept wishing to feel the love and peace I felt when my heart was on fire.

Today it was through reading Colossians 1:13-20 that I saw the centrality of Christ not only in my life but in the universe and existence itself.

13 For he has rescued us from the dominion of darkness and brought us into the kingdom of the Son he loves, 14 in whom we have redemption, the forgiveness of sins. 15 The Son is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn over all creation. 16 For in him all things were created: things in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or powers or rulers or authorities; all things have been created through him and for him. 17 He is before all things, and in him all things hold together. 18 And he is the head of the body, the church; he is the beginning and the firstborn from among the dead, so that in everything he might have the supremacy. 19 For God was pleased to have all his fullness dwell in him, 20 and through him to reconcile to himself all things, whether things on earth or things in heaven, by making peace through his blood, shed on the cross.

Christ has never left me ever since I committed myself to Him. I know that I am overburdened by my worries and that I often am lazy when it comes to my faith. I tend to not read my Bible for weeks and then go crazy reading scripture and repeat. This cycle occurs because I continue to give in to the same sins. The same fears. The same sadness. By pushing Him to the back I've pushed myself over the edge. God is my strength. For HE IS THE BEGINNING. HE IS MY BEGINNING AND ENDING AND EVERYTHING. I cannot live without Him. My time away from Him (evident in my absence in positing) has shown me that even when I'm far from God I'm still thirsting after him because he is the only one who satisfies.

Colossians 1:9-12 is a prayer for spiritual strength, knowledge, and wisdom of God. I pray this over myself and over every one of you who reads this. Know that God loves you and once you commit to Him even in your worst times He is just waiting for the moment for you to reach out to Him.

 9 For this reason, since the day we heard about you, we have not stopped praying for you. We continually ask God to fill you with the knowledge of his will through all the wisdom and understanding that the Spirit gives, 10 so that you may live a life worthy of the Lord and please him in every way: bearing fruit in every good work, growing in the knowledge of God, 11 being strengthened with all power according to his glorious might so that you may have great endurance and patience, 12 and giving joyful thanks to the Father, who has qualified you to share in the inheritance of his holy people in the kingdom of light.

[zarabellasdreams]

[trexalicious]

❤ Happy 13th wedding anniversary your Royal Highnesses ❤

[thejourneyoflifewords]

"I will never ask you to fight for me. I have neither the insecurity or the arrogance to believe that wars must be won and lost to earn or keep my love-know that I am yours for all the love I have, for however long it lasts.

[ich-hoere-dir-zu]

🔥 The infinity of the soul 🔥

[chloe-spade]

Everlasting Love Prologue:This is my Idea

Long ago, there was a king who was blessed with a beautiful young baby that he named Vil. Vil was celebrated as the first child of King Eric, and he was loved by many, except for one man, a man named Divus Crewel, a man who was known for his wicked magic. One day, during the celebration, Divus tried to take the throne with magic but was apprehended by the guards and was banned. Though many claimed that Eric's kind heart would cause a problem in the future, Eric was just happy that his young son was safe from the awful wizard's hands.

Finally, an official ball was held in celebration of the young prince.

Among the esteemed guests were the royal family of the AfterGlow Savanna, a kingdom from a faraway land. The lovely queen, Ashanti, and her sons, Prince Farena and the young Prince Leona, added a touch of warmth and unity to the grand celebration.

"Go on, Leona," Ashanti urged, pushing Leona forward. "You do have a gift for the young prince, don't you?"

Leona, though only three years old then, presented a silver locket with a swan engraved onto it, watching Vil giggle and trying to reach for it.

King Eric and Queen Ashanti looked at each other, their eyes lighting up at the idea that could potentially shape their children's future. They decided that Leona and Vil would be wedded as soon as they reached the appropriate age, a decision that filled the air with anticipation and excitement.

It started when Vil was five years old, and they went to the Kingdom of the AfterGlow Savana. Vil was somewhat apprehensive but figured he would give this thing a chance, considering he already had a slight crush on Leona.

"Ah, look, our guests have arrived," Ashanti announced. "Come now, Leona, we must greet our guest.

"Come, Vil," Eric grinned, helping Vil off his horse.

Vil huffed as Eric pulled his hand towards Leona and Ashanti.

"It's a pleasure to meet you once again, Queen Ashanti," spoke Eric. "It's incredibly nice that you have invited to stay at your kingdom for the entire summer."

"Oh, the pleasure is all mine, King Eric," Ashanti laughed. "I hope you do remember my youngest son, Leona."

"I have, and this is my son, Vil. A pleasure, right, Vil?"

Vil glared from behind his father, looked at Leona, and huffed.

"Vil, introduce yourself," Eric urges.

Vil walked forward and bowed, "I am Prince Vil."

"Prince Leona," the lion huffed.

The two stared at each other, already loathing the summer ahead.

🦁

I can't believe I'm stuck with her all summer

I bet she doesn't wrestle, hunt, or box

🦁

With Ashanti's urging, Leona kissed Vil's hand, resulting in a slap and an annoyed young boy. Vil was wiping his hand against his pants before shaking his fist at Leona, which surprised Leona.

🦁

He looks conceited

What a total bummer

If I get lucky, I'll get chicken pox

🦢

Despite Vil and Leona going in different directions, they both pushed back towards each other. Now annoyed, they glared back. They didn't want to be here, and they knew it.

🦢

So happy you could come

So happy to be here

How I'd like to run

This is not my idea

This isn't my idea

Of fun!

🦢

Later that day, Leona teases Vil too far, so Vil chases Leona with a wooden sword. The parents talked with each other, none the wiser, about the attack that Vil was about to make against Leona.

🦢

The children seem to get along quite nicely

We'll join our lands if this arrangement clicks

My dear King Eric, that's my point precisely

It's such good parenting

And politics

So happy we agree

I think we've got a deal

Leona's quite a catch

🦁

Eric gasped as he grabbed Vil before he managed to wail a hit at Leona, who was sticking out his tongue at Vil behind Ashanti. Both parents gulped and chuckled at each other.

🦁

This is my idea

This is my idea

Of a match!

🦢

"Enough, both of you!" Ashanti groaned.

Vil was now 12 years old and looked down at his father and the carriage behind him, packing for the summer trip to the Afterglow Savana. Vil covered his ears, annoyed that he had to go again.

🦢

Good heavens, child, don't dawdle

We can't keep Leona waiting

I haven't packed or washed my hair

And father, I get seasick

🦢

Eric sighed as Vil closed the blinds of his room.

Queen Ashanti opened the door and was appalled by the arrow that hit a badly drawn picture of Vil.

🦢

They soon will be arriving

Is that respect you're showing?

You make me kiss her hand again

I swear I'm gonna be sick

🦁

Vil and Eric arrived at the docks, and Vil gasped as a nearby tomato almost hit him. He turned to glare at Leona and his new friend, Ruggie, laughing with each other.

Vil sat by his father, glaring at the boys as they rode to the castle.

🦢

One day Prince Leona will be his intended

Splendid!

🦁

As they enjoyed the afternoon, they watched Leona and Ruggie run away from Vil, who was still upset about the pranks they had played on him but also tried to be friendly per his father's request.

🦁

We've tried all summer but we just can't lose him

🦁

"Hey, fellas, wait up!"

Ruggie pulled Leona onto the rail, sliding down and running away from Vil. "Quick, put on some speed!"

🦁

When picking teams

Or friends

I never choose her

You think she'd take a hint and learn to read

🦢

Vil looked up at the treehouse and the massive sign that said, "No Herbivores," which annoyed him. He was offended that this had to come to this.

🦢

This really isn't fair

We really couldn't care

Boys, it's all or none

🦢

Vil kicked the pole beneath the treehouse, and the treehouse collapsed, injuring Leona, Ruggie, and Vil.

They spent the rest of the vacation confined to their rooms. Once they had left, Vil huffed as he and Eric rode away, and Leona and Ruggie waved them off.

🦢

This is not my idea

This isn't my idea

Of fun!

🦢

Going into 15, Vil knew that summer was close approaching. He rested and read at the library to clear his head, ignoring the people around him. He was overjoyed about Vil and Leona's future.

🦢

Long before they met

Leona and Vil

Were destined to be wedded

However, anyone could see

The only point on which they didn't disagree

Was that the very thought of summertime

Was dreaded

🦁

When visiting, Vil couldn't help but imagine being a king of his kingdom, even forcing Leona and Ruggie to play along with him, much to their dismay. Leona's way of fighting back was to dress as a monster to scare the queen and kidnap her, and hearing Vil's anguish made Leona feel much better.

🦁

She tries to talk me into playing dress-up

She's always flirting with the castle guards

🦁

Leona felt his ears drop as Vil laughed at a nearby guard's joke, no matter how bad they were. Ruggie could only chuckle as he teased Leona about his new crush.

🦁

I think you really sort of like him, 'fess up

I'd like hin better if he'd lose at cards

Four sevens and a ten

🦁

Leona's eyes went to Ruggie, who was behind Vil, marking the numbers of Vil's cards. Leona figured if this was how to mastermind the game so he could finally win one, so be it. This is a game of wits, after all.

🦁

I think I've won again

Every time he's won

This is my idea

This isn't my idea

Of fun!

We need a royal wedding

I'd love to be invited

At least we'll get a holiday to rest our ploughs and axes

🦢

During the carriage ride back to King Eric's boat, Vil waved at the villagers while Leona spent most of his time teasing Vil. Vil knew Leona was making faces behind his back, but Vil couldn't care less about that. He just waved at the villagers until he was at the docks.

As Vil and King Eric departed, a tomato flew onto Leona's face, making Ruggie laugh.

Leona glared to see Vil, grinning like a cat, throwing a slingshot into the ocean.

"…Well played."

🦢

Someday these two will marry

Two lands will be united

And with some luck their marriage may result in lower taxes

🦢

"What if Vil doesn't go for the merger?" King Eric wrote in his letter, now nervous as Vil had recently turned eighteen.

"Urge him!" Queen Ashanti's letter screamed at him.

Vil and Leona had had enough of ignoring their father and mother about getting ready. A week from now, June 1st, was the day they had to meet again and do the same routine of ignoring, fighting, and arguing with each other. They knew it would never change.

🦢

For as long as I remember

We've been told we'd someday wed

Every June until September

🦢

Leona struggles as Ashanti pushes him toward the ballroom, where he is supposed to meet with Vil. Meanwhile, Vil is grabbed by his arms and refuses to leave his carriage to meet Leona, who is now upset about being there again.

🦁

All their pushing and annoying hints

I've got bruises with their fingerprints

🦢

Both were pushed into the ballroom, facing away. They didn't even know what to do; now, they were officially alone.

🦁

I can do much better, I am sure

He's so immature

🦢

As they slowly turn, Vil felt a tinge in his heart. But a good tinge, a feeling that told him to walk closer, and lucky for him, Leona did the same, reaching for Vil's hand. Leona's hands were soft and delicate for the first time in his life, holding Vil's with care and love. It made Vil's heartbeat. They stared, and Vil melted, seeing Leona's smile, a genuine one.

🦢

I see him smiling and my knees start buckling

I see inside him and my doubts are gone

He started out as such an ugly duckling

And somehow suddenly became a swan

🦁

Vil pulled back and bowed to Leona—a proper one, which he never did, even when meeting with Leona. It was an adequate bow to show that Vil was ready to keep the past behind him. He was surprised to see that Leona was also bowing back to him; their feelings were mutual.

🦢

So happy to be here

Till now, I never knew

It is you I've been dreaming of

This is my idea

This is my idea

🦢

Everyone rushed in, and music filled the air as Leona and Vil's hands met again, eyes only locking with each other, ignoring the room and everyone around them.

🦢

What a good idea; it's such a charming and romantic notion

This is my idea

This is my idea

Such a good idea

Such a good idea

What a good idea

Such a powerful and magic notion

This is exactly my idea of love.

🦢

Vil and Leona danced in the ballroom, their eyes locking. Leona couldn't help but keep Vil close, and Vil's hand reached for his shoulder. They were dancing like they had been dancing for years, but it was the first, and they knew it wouldn't be the last dance.

🦢

This is my idea

This is my idea

This is my idea of love

🦁🦢

As the music ended, they kissed. It had been a long time coming, but they wanted it, needed it, and finally got it.

"I love you," they whispered to each other, and the others cheered.

"So," teased Ashanti. "Will there be a wedding?"

"Yes, of course," Vil smiled. "A wedding shall be in order. But I hope not to soon."

"Me neither," Leona chuckles. "I still treasure my beauty sleep afterall."

"Spledid!" King Eric cheered. "The wedding will be held at our kingdom at the end of next summer! A perfect way to finally combine our lovely kingdoms."

The people cheered at the king's words, but the moment ended as lightning flashed. A man appeared, sitting on Ashanti's throne, sipping on wine. He looked out of it but still had a wicked smile.

"Oh, congratulations, my dear king," the man chuckled, clapping his hands. "Such a beautiful announcement. I would've cried if I hadn't lost my tears years ago. But again, you have my congrats. But I do have some… unfortunate news."

"Explain who are you now!" Vil demanded. "As far as I am concerned, you are not welcomed here."

"Now, Vil, is that how you talk to your actual future husband?"

"Husband? You?" Leona scoffed.

"Exactly, I never met you in my entire life," Vil snarled.

"You are correct," Crewel chuckles. "But you can see that the queen barely spoke a word about me."

"What does my late wife has anything to with this?" Eric pondered.

"She agreed to marry me when we first met. She was a mere princess back then, oh so beautiful and breathtaking that my father paid for her hand in marriage to me," Crewel explained. "But, poor me, she ran off on the night of our wedding, and years later, I heard she married good ole King Eric!"

"And to think I trust you to be most trusted advisor," Eric gasped.

"That was a cover! I had to get close to her again, even if she was tied down, and it worked. That's not all! I knew, I knew that if I didn't marry her, no one would." Crewel chuckles. "But I am getting ahead of myself. Your son is the only person to match Lorelei's beauty, and I was enamored when I saw him arriving at the castle today. I couldn't help but want to ask."

"And my answer is no!" Vil snapped.

"Get out or I will fight you myself," Leona threatened, drawing his sword.

"Ah, fine," Crewel grinned. "But you all should watch your back. You don't know what I am planning."

With a final laugh, he disappeared into a puff of red smoke, startling others.

"Father, what is the meaning of this?" Vil demanded his father.

"Vil, it was a long story," Eric sighed. "Crewel was my personal advisor and famed mage of the town. One day, he tried to use the Forbidden Arts to overthrow me and the kingdom. I, even though I regret it now, did not kill him. I spared him and banished him from the kingdom. We have lived peacefully ever since I have banished him."

"And now he's back," Leona snarled. "Your highness, I can't believe you didn't have a spine. That man have threatened your kingdom and you have simply left him live."

"I know," sighed Eric. "I hate that too, Leona. I wish I had done what my people wanted me to do. I was a coward to my own people."

"…You did what thought was right at the time," Ashanti spoke. "Unlike us, you do not want blood on your hands. Banishments are simply a way to save your kingdom."

"What do we do?"

"Well," Ashanti cleared her throat. "Guards! Make sure every angle of this castle is protected, and if you see anything related to magic, tell us immediately!"

"Yes, Ma'am!"

Ashanti sighed. "All of this before Farena comes back after his vacation. Oh, how will I cope?"

🦁

"Spending my night calculating a map of the kingdom, was not on my fortune card today," Ruggie yawned.

"Believe me, you are the only one who thinks that," Kifaj groaned. "Now quit your whining. If you laze about now, Crewel will certainly capture Vil if we are now lazy."

"He has a point," Leona sighed. "We already have all our guards surrounding the perimeter, Vil in his guest room, with a guard and a guard outside the window. We also have guards by the docks and by every boarder of the kingdom. Routine checks are also permitted. Who knows when at any time during his summer that he'll strike."

"You have all this planned out," Ruggie groaned. "Alright, how about defenses?"

"Arrows shot at the ready, Mages around us to strike and alert us if they see any unsual activity." Leona answered.

"…Really planned out."

"My word, I have taught you well," Kifaj chuckled.

Ruggie shrugged and nibbled on a late-night pastry. "So, what do you know about his Crewel guy anyway?"

"A mage," Leona spoke up. "Very powerful enough to be able to use it to maniplulate a lot of people. Some rumors say he can transform into anything he wants, so everyone is not safe in this palace, even if they aren't disguised or not."

"He can do much more, but without his forbidden arts, he's almost practically nothing," Kifaj explained. "But those are hidden within the depths of King Eric's castle, and he didn't even tell me where. And I've known that man since you guys are children. But that doesn't stop him from getting away with anything."

"Pretty much," Ruggie sighed. "Well, I already contacted people from below, and it's only a matter of time that someone would tell us that a mysterious sight come forth."

A bump at the window made everyone jump; a mere parrot tilted his head.

"How did you get here?" Ruggie chuckles, "And I thought parrots were in the Scadling Sands."

"….I thought so too," Leona mumbled, walking closer to the window. "Why is one here?"

"Perhaps migration?"

"In the summertime?" Kijaf mumbled.

Leona sighed and shooed the parrot away. "Pay it no mind, we have more important things to discuss."

🦢

Vil groaned. He was trying to relax and read in his room, but it wasn't working to calm his senses, and he hated this dread he felt. Vil didn't mind that he was protected and was stuck in his room for the whole night until they found a plan to find Crewel, but this didn't make him feel any better.

Vil wished he knew why his father never told him about Crewel and his past with his mother, whom he barely knew. What other secrets did his father keep from him?

Vil got up and walked towards the window, looking down at the landscape. Despite his angry memories of the kingdom, it was oddly beautiful. But something caught his eye.

It was Eric on his horse, riding away from the castle.

Vil sighed and knew that if this was the only way to get the answers, he might force them out of his father.

Vil looked around, quickly left his room, grabbed his horse from the stables, and rushed out to follow his father.

"Father!" He cried out/

"Vil?!" Eric gasped, looking behind him. "What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to ask you the same thing," Vil snarled. "But in truth, I want to know why."

"Why what?"

"Why you never told me about this man until now?" Vil pondered. "Why did it take that man appearing for you to tell me, us, the truth? Why did you never tell me?"

"Because that man," Eric paused. "Because he murdered your mother. During the very last months of her pregnancy with you, she started to get very ill, and no one knew why or how to cure her, and by the time you were born…she was gone, and he was captured as the culprit. But I could not kill him, Lorelei probaly wouldn't want me to so I didn't, so I just banished him, to never show his face in my kingdom again. And he didn't..until now."

"And mother?"

"She never told me she knew him." Eric sighed. "Pribably just to save me the jealousy? I may never know, but Crewel is my responsibilty and I need to deal with it once and for all."

"Alone?"

"I can't fathom the guilt of losing you or AfterGlow Savana because of me and my weak heart."

"Father.."

"Go back, Vil, you'll be much safer back at the castle than with me," Eric ordered.

Vil nodded and turned away, hearing his father's horse trot away. Vil sighed in relief, but he had gotten the answers he wanted, so he must turn back before anyone notices that he is missing. As he rode away, a terrifying screech echoed throughout the desert, frightening Vil.

But he didn't stay as he forced his horse to run away, hearing the screeching grow closer to him. But Vil kept riding and never looking back. It was in vain when two gruesome large claws grabbed onto Vil's shoulders and forced him up away from his horse and high in the air.

"Let go of me, you foul beast!" Vil cried, shaking away, but the monster's claws tightened around his shoulders every time he did.

Vil screamed more and continued to struggle, watching as the kingdom's view grew much more distant. He found himself in the familiar, lush areas of his kingdom. At the journey's end, he felt the claws loosen and drop him into a nearby pond, Vil splashing as he dived down.

Vil burst out of the water, gasping for air. He swam to nearby land, coughing.

"Even when you are drenched in water, you are so beautiful," Crewel complimented as Vil crawled onto the land.

"What did you do?"

"What I could to finally you to myself," Crewel grinned. "No ones knows where you are, not even that lazy prince you call a fiance."

"Don't you dare-"

"Ah,ah, ah," Crewel grinned. "Don't worry, as long as you are loyal to me, no one will get hurt. But, oh, if I turn my back on you, you'll escape, and I can't have that, no, no."

Vil groaned, trying to get up, but felt a tinge of pain.

"What should I do with you? Oh, I know exactly what I should do…but I need an audiance."

Crewel grinned as he snapped his fingers, and some animals appeared: a peacock, a deer, and a canary, who did not look like they wanted to be here. But Crewel did not care and grinned as his hand glowed a clear blue and white.

Vil gasped as the water underneath him began to surround him, and he felt his body change into something different. He felt submerged in the water, and once he flew high into the sky, he realized what he had become.

A swan, a prisoner of the pond.

"Oh, don't feel down, Vil," Crewel laughed. "Tis is only until the moon's reflection, like my dear other…shall I say, friends?"

"….You..!!"

"Ah, wait for tomorrow," Crewel grinned. "I must talk to you when you are human, and trust me, we will talk."

Vil snarled as Crewel walked away. But alas, he could do nothing but to stay with the others in the pond, away from everything he once knew.

Away from Leona. Away from his father.

Away from everyone he cared about.

[joeys-babe]

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[algrenion]

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[teathattast]

You're my ever, everlasting love

My ever, everlasting love

And I'm never ever givin' up

'Til you're layin' next to me

I'm looking for that ever, everlasting love

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You were who poets torture themselves over, the gravity which kept my world on its axis, I would deliver the galaxy to you so you could see not even the brightest star can compare to your light,

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[gingerbredman1989]

Ancient and Everlastic Love.

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