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july13th2004 · 1 year ago

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To Revel Being In His Arms

Kranna Week 2023 Day 7: Affection

Characters/Relationships: Kratos Aurion, Anna Irving, Kratos/Anna, Kranna, Regal Bryant (Mentioned)

Genre: Fluff/Romance

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Implied/Referenced Smut/Non-Explicit Smut

Word Count: 2104

Mirror Link: AO3 | Pixiv

Summary: She stared up at the rich, polished wood on the ceiling, and began to drift off into daydreams of moments both recent and in the now distant past. Moments where she reveled being in his arms. In his affection and care for her. His kisses and his embrace. The touch of his fingers on her skin, and his deep, husky voice in her ears.

Author’s Note: Special thanks go to @thornbriar for helping me work through the mental block I was having in coming up with a title for this one! The title of this one is inspired by one word (that word being Revel) in the song 'Sicily' by Queens of the Stone Age (who I am seeing tomorrow night for the first time in almost six years Me to me: Girl no one cares!)! This is one of my favorite songs off their new album, so I will be writing more fics inspired by this song in the future (near future, like November, lol).

Also, this one is set in my AU, and is set sometime after 'Forever Yours' and 'A Quiet Morning'! It contains some vaguely implied/non-explicit smut, so only read at your own discretion if any of that bothers you or is not your thing...

Anna opened her eyes as the early morning light seeped through the ivory colored curtains across from their bed, feeling a slight heaviness on her chest. She tilted her head and looked down, her lips curling into a smile as she noticed her husband’s head pressed against her bare breasts. After turning her head to get a closer look at his face, she couldn’t help but lean in and plant a soft kiss to his forehead. He looked so peaceful and content, and as she reluctantly laid her head back down on her pillow, she thought about how it was moments like these that she had patiently waited all those years for.

She stared up at the rich, polished wood on the ceiling, and began to drift off into daydreams of moments both recent and in the now distant past. Moments where she reveled being in his arms. In his affection and care for her. His kisses and his embrace. The touch of his fingers on her skin, and his deep, husky voice in her ears.

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“Are you feeling better, my dear?” Kratos asked, his brows furrowed in concern as he walked into their bedroom and sat down on their bed beside Anna.

“A little,” She replied, her voice sounding tired, “Touch my forehead. I can’t tell if I have a fever or not.”

He gave her a small but nervous smile before reaching out and placing the back of his hand against her forehead. Her skin still felt hot to the touch, but not like it had been a few hours before. After turning his hand over to feel her forehead with his palm just to make sure he was correct, he took her hand in both of his and gave her a gentle squeeze.

“It seems your fever has decreased a little, though not enough to put me at ease.” He stated as he glanced at her, his brows still furrowed in concern, “I’m going to go get you another dose of medicine, all right, my dear?”

Anna met her husband’s worried gaze and gave him a knowing smile before responding with, “All right, honey.”

Kratos quickly kissed the back of her hand and then stood up from his position on the bed. He leaned down and kissed her forehead while his hands caressed her cheeks.

“I’ll be back in a moment then, my dear. I love you…”

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Kratos awoke to the sight of dying embers inside their fireplace in front of their couch, where both he and Anna had fallen asleep a couple hours earlier. He tilted his head and looked down at his soundly sleeping wife in his arms, using his clothed chest as a pillow. Her soft snoring almost lulled him back to sleep when he looked over at the clock above the mantle on the fireplace. It was close to midnight, and as much as he detested waking her, he knew they both needed to sleep in their own bed instead of the couch. His lips found the crown of her head, where they planted a soft kiss. Then another. And then a few more, until he felt her start to stir awake.

“Mmm… Kratos…” Anna spoke sleepily as she nuzzled her cheek against his chest.

“I’m sorry for waking you, my dear, but we should probably head for bed now.” Kratos stated as he gently rubbed her back and shoulders.

“What time is it?” She asked as she brought her head up to look at him.

“It’s almost midnight.” He replied before pulling her into a warm, gentle embrace and planting a kiss on her forehead.

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Anna let out a gasp, followed by a soft laugh, as Kratos wrapped his arms around her from behind and pulled her flush against him. She carefully placed the now dried mixing bowl back onto the kitchen counter and leaned back into his embrace, the back of her head now resting on his shoulder. His lips found the column of her neck, where he left a heated trail of kisses down to her nape, his warm breath sending pleasant shivers down her spine. Her hand and fingers carded through his hair as she leaned into the wonderful touch of his soft lips as they languidly kissed her neck.

“Well, this is a pleasant surprise,” She teased, and turned her head to give him more access to her neck, “what brings you into the kitchen, honey? Unfortunately, I’ve just finished drying all of the dishes.”

“Nothing, my dear…” He murmured in response, a hint of need in his voice, “There’s just something about my beautiful wife being in the kitchen that compels me to wrap my arms around her.”

Anna softly giggled at his response, “Is that so? It seems like you have other intentions.”

“Hmm… Correct, my dear…” Kratos murmured again with a hint of amusement in his voice.

She turned her head towards him, and his lips peppered soft kisses up the column of her neck and along her jawline. He kissed the corner of her mouth and let one of his hands reach up to caress her cheek. His lips then captured hers in a kiss that suggested what his real intentions were.

Around a half hour later, with her back pressed against the mattress, his head between her legs, and her fingers digging into the bed sheet, she sang out his name. He then wasted no time in making love to her to satisfy not only himself, but her again as well. Every purposeful thrust of his hips quickly sent her over the edge and left her moaning and whimpering out his name at the same time he was groaning out hers against the nape of her neck.

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Anna shook her head as she briefly returned to the present from her current daydream, feeling her cheeks heat up from recalling such an intimate moment. She smiled, then softly giggled to herself, though, at just how many of those affectionate moments in the kitchen that her husband typically initiated, ended up with the two of them making love in some fashion in their bedroom a short time later.

Her mind began to drift off into another daydream of one such moment, one that happened just the previous day…

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Kratos let out a satisfied sigh as he entered the cabin and grabbed a towel he had placed earlier on a table by the front door. He wiped the sweat from off his face, then headed upstairs to place the towel in the hamper by he and Anna’s bedroom door. After washing his hands, he made his way back downstairs and into the kitchen, where Anna was currently stirring a pot of stew the three of them were going to have for dinner.

“What are we having for dinner tonight, my dear?” He asked as he gently wrapped his arms around her and hoped he wouldn’t startle her.

She leaned into his warm embrace and stirred the pot for a few more moments before taking her hand off the ladle.

“Kitchen Sink Stew!” Anna cheerily replied.

Kratos visibly bristled, “You don’t mean-”

“No, it’s not the same dish that you heard Lloyd talk about while on your journey to reunite the worlds, though I have seen Dirk attempt to make it once. I had to put a stop to it.” She interjected.

He kissed her cheek, “Well, I never heard Lloyd talk about it directly, rather I was told by Regal of a conversation he had with Lloyd about that particular dish.”

“I see…” Anna nodded after giving him a kiss on his cheek in return, “Regal… You told me about him before. How he’s such an amazing chef. You’ll have to introduce me to him during our travels in Tethe’alla. Perhaps I could learn a thing or two from him about cooking.”

Kratos gave her a small, knowing smile before planting a kiss on her temple, “I’ll be sure to introduce you to him, my dear, though I’m certain your cooking skill is on par with his, so I don’t think you need to learn anything from him.”

“Then maybe we could swap recipes or something. He must know a lot of recipes that are exclusive to Tethe’alla.”

He nodded and gave her another small smile before burying his face in the nape of her neck, “Not to change the subject, my dear, but the yardwork is done now. Dirk and I finished it sometime ago…”

“I can tell,” She smiled fondly, “you smell like sweat and the crisp autumn air outside.”

“Do you want me to take a bath then?” Kratos asked after planting a kiss on the nape of her neck.

Anna shook her head in response, then turned around in his arms so she was facing him.

“No… I particularly enjoy how you smell after being outside for a while.” She admitted, averting her gaze as a deep pink blush permeated her visage.

He gave her a knowing smirk, “I know, my dear, that’s why I haven’t taken a bath yet.”

With his arms still wrapped around her waist, he pulled her flush against him and leaned in to whisper in her ear, in that deep, baritone voice of his, “I’d rather take you instead…”

Anna shivered, her fingers digging in and clinging to his grey colored t-shirt.

“W-We have a half hour until the stew is ready,” She stammered, “s-so make it q-quick…”

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Anna was abruptly pulled out of her daydream by the movement of Kratos’ head on her breasts. She heard him mumble something before he lifted his head off her chest, propped himself up on his forearms and hovered over her.

“Good Morning, my dear…” He smiled gently and sleepily down at her, his eyes half-lidded from waking up, “I see you’re awake before me today.”

“Good Morning, honey…” She returned his gentle smile, the blush on her cheeks caused by her daydreams, had now somewhat faded, but was still visible, “I’ve been awake for about a half hour already.”

Kratos blinked for a few moments and gave her a gentle, but quizzical look, “Why are you blushing, my dear?”

Anna smoothed her hands over his bare chest, then replied, “Oh, I was just thinking about yesterday, and another moment from many years ago.”

“Ah, I see…” He spoke wistfully after kissing her on the cheek, “I think that’s how we should start our morning today as well.”

She laughed softly, her hands reaching up to cup his face, “You are truly insatiable sometimes, honey.”

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“Anna…” Kratos groaned and panted against the nape of her neck as he came shortly after her, his hot breath sending shivers of pleasure down her spine. He slowed down the pace and intensity of his thrusts until he stilled his hips against hers for a few moments so he could catch his breath, before rolling off of her and onto his back. She immediately moved into his arms and let out a contented, blissful sigh.

“Now this is more like it…” Anna hummed, “This is how I normally like to wake up in the morning.”

Kratos softly chuckled, “I think it’s more than ‘like’, my dear…”

She gave his chest a quick peck while his arms hugged her gently, “Sorry, I mean, I love and thoroughly enjoy waking up in your arms.”

He kissed the crown of her head and hugged her again, except this time, tightly, “We should probably take a bath and get cleaned up before heading downstairs to have breakfast, my dear.”

Anna lifted her head up so she could look at her husband, and gave him a teasing smirk, “And by ‘taking a bath’, you mean taking me while we’re in the bath. Right?”

Kratos blushed and averted his gaze from hers, “Perhaps… If you are up for it, my dear.”

She laughed, “Of course I’m up for it, and besides, that means I get to be in your arms for a little bit longer this morning!”

The two kissed briefly before reluctantly parting from each other. After retrieving their nightclothes from off the floor at the edge of the bed and putting them back on, the couple made their way into the bathroom just across the hallway from their bedroom.

And as Anna stepped over the threshold of the bathroom door, watching as her husband took off his night shirt and sweatpants before turning the bathtub faucet on, she decided she was more than fine with Dirk making breakfast for the three of them this morning. She needed a couple more hours to revel being in her wonderful and loving husband’s arms, anyway.

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