Hi hi hi! Do you have anymore Niles f!Corrin? I needdd >:)
(I do indeed!! Maybe a little morning after with this devilish rogue? ;0 )
“I know you’re a mess, and that you take pride in these sorts of things…but you really should stop strutting about.”
Your new husband, of one full day, was currently acting as though he were the cock of the walk. He was humming to himself, chest puffed out, not a care in the world as he moved about your bedroom.
All while he remained totally naked.
“I don’t know what you mean, sweetheart.” He replied as smoothly as usual, like he wasn’t phased at all by the events of that night. “You’ll have to be more specific.”
“Niles, I can’t move!!” You cried, exasperated, “M-my legs are so sore and shaky I don’t even think I can walk! Why are you acting like this isn’t a problem?”
“‘Cause it’s not.” He hummed in reply, casually preparing a pot of tea. You glared at him, unimpressed with his nonchalant behavior.
“I have training to do today, a-and I have to help Ryoma and Xander with council meeting preparations, a-and that’s not even starting to mention all the other tasks I have to do, today.”
“I guess you’ll just have to stay here with me for a while, then.” He shrugged, “It’s the day after our wedding. I don’t think they’ll be so surprised if neither of us show up for our duties.”
“You’re planning on skipping out, too? You’re not crippled like I am!”
“Ha~” He laughed to himself, running a hand through his hair. “To think I’m so good I crippled my wife on our first night. That’s cause for bragging, don’t you think?”
You threw a pillow at him.
“Don’t act so upset,” He snickered, “I’m sure they’ll have some sort of replacement plan in place for you if you don’t show up. Probably Kaze or Jakob, one of those useless retainers. Probably Jakob, though. I did pay him more…”
Your eyes narrowed, the gears in your head slowly turning faster.
“…What do you mean, ‘paid him more’?”
He grinned at you.
“Oh my gods, Niles- did you do this on purpose? You did, didn’t you?!”
“There’s only one way to make sure that everyone knows you’re mine,” He responded simply, setting the teapot on the tray, along with an array of breakfast items that had to have been prepared prior to your waking up. He brought it all over, setting it on the bedside before he returned to his place beside you.
You were strongly considering headbutting him.
“W-why would you do this? I can’t believe you just…they’re all going to think that we’re scandalous, indecent-”
“Husband and wife,” He corrected you, “We’re married. We can do whatever we like. They’ll all understand the allure of your beauty. If they were in my place, they’d want to keep you all to themselves for a single day, at minimum. I just had to make sure to seal the deal.”
“By trapping me in bed?”
“Hey, you weren’t complaining about it last night.”
Whap
“Okay, okay. Uncalled for.” He grinned at you again, “But I know what I’ve got.”
“An unhappy life partner?”
“Someone I care about, very deeply…” He kissed your cheek, “…Who everyone now knows without a doubt belongs to me.”
You blushed, but retained your glare. “I’m not an object to be owned.”
“Didn’t say that. You belong to me, the same way I belong to you.” He held up his hand, wiggling his ring finger so that his new golden band might glimmer in the morning light.
He kissed your lips until the grimace melted away, drawing a giggle from you instead. He smiled softly at you, running his fingers along your cheek.
“So you belong to me, huh?” Your gaze was so very sweet and vulnerable in a way that made his heart skip a beat. It wasn’t something he’d readily admit; this was far too much sap as it was.
“Every inch of me, sweetheart.” He promised, “Hells, if you wanna start marking your territory, I’m more than happy to let you-”
“I’m not a brute like you!” You laughed, pushing his hand away.
“Hey, now. I’m not a brute, I’m just a proud husband. You’re telling me you don’t wanna flaunt me around? I’m your new plaything too, y’know.”
“You’re not a ‘plaything’, you’re the man I love very much.” You corrected him gently, nuzzling into his neck. Niles wrapped his arms around you, drawing you as close as he could (without any foul play, that is).
“Love you too, Princess.” He hummed. The stillness was intoxicating and sweet, the peacefulness a truly welcome and wonderful thing.
Suddenly there was a jolt through his system, and a pair of lips sucking on his neck.
“Whoa, now-”
“There.” You pulled back to look at him, with a very smug, sneaky little grin. “We’re even.”
“That wasn’t a fair fight!” He put a hand to his neck, the skin still tingling where you had left an undoubtedly sizable mark. Glancing to the mirror, he clicked his tongue. “There’s not a collar high enough that’ll cover that up.”
“Well, you wanted me to mark you, so I took you up on the offer!”
“I’ll be honest, I didn’t think you’d actually…” He laughed some, incredulous at this daring new side of his wife. “I suppose I’ve got to take the consequences of my actions, huh?”
You nod solemnly, “I’m afraid you must. Especially since I’m stuck here. Can’t have you gallivanting about, making everyone think you’re still a free agent. They should all know you’re mine just as much as I’m yours.”
Niles dropped his hand from the mark to tousle your hair, beaming at his silly princess.
“Sweetheart, they’ll never doubt it.”
He might have been a total numbskull, but even Niles knew when he had a good thing. As far as this was concerned, though…he’d lucked out.
You were the best thing to ever happen to him; no way was he gonna let you go. He wore that mark with pride (even though Jakob seethed at him the rest of the week just at the sight of it).
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