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(Your name) sighed as her shoes touched the streets once again. She was suddenly overwhelmed with all the people, it was much different from England. People were running around-some chasing chickens others playing around. There was Pablo in the distance, sitting cross-leged on top of a barrel with a few other boys to his side. He of course, had to act like he didn't know you, just in case the king new of his and Gilbert's contact. (Your name) and her husband were forced to wear large drapes over their heads to keep from being seen by guards. Pablo knew where was safe, and where wasn't. (Your name) followed her husband from a little distance, to make it look like they weren't together. She was still going mad over the fact that the king had been looking for her for two years! She thought it was purposterous. The day was seeming long after all the walking, until finally she told to enter the house through the back entrance.
As soon as she entered she was greeted by Marco with a hug. He had been drinking, that much she knew. She could tell by the odour of his breath. Foul.
Gilbert walking in alongside Pablo. Even Pablo knew to stay away from his father when he was drinking. Marco gave Gilbert a sly smile before wrapping an arm around him and poking his middle chest.
"You need a beer!" he cried with a loud groan. He was thinking of Marena again.
Gilbert carefully nudged him to a seat. He gave (Your name) a smirk before rolling his eyes playfully.
"I don't." he said. That only made Marco more excited.
"But-but-but-but you shoooooooooooooooooooould." he laughed. Pablo sighed heavily, before returning into the other room.
Gilbert rolled his eyes.
"He won't be much help to us right now." he said putting his hands on his hips. Damn, looked good.
"Let's go upstairs to our room."
He picked up the remaining bags and dropped them next to the bed. He gave his wife a light look before pulling her onto the bed with him. He pushed a little peice of hair off her face before pushing himself on top of her. He pinned here there, and began to tickeling her. Although she kept telling him to stop he wouldn't. They both laughed together before pulling eachother in a happy embrace.
"I love you. You know zat right?" Gilbert told his wife with a kiss to her nose. She giggled, and kissed him.
"Yes I do. I love you too."
With that they took off again, kissing eachother passionately, happy tounges dancing together. (Your name) couldn't hold in all the happiness she had locked up right now. All the tension was getting unbearable, and now there were no 'kids' except for Pablo who could ruin it. Gilbert lightly kissed her neck before moving towards her chest area. (Your name) tried to contain her laughs as he tickled her sides while he kissed her smooth skin. He loved her so much, and wanted to show her. She decided to turn the tables a little, and kissed her husband's neck as he nipped at her skin. His breath hitched lightly, but he continued. He pulled her shirt of softly and smiled. There were a few stretch marks from her previous pregnancies, and lightly traced them.
"I miss (S/n), and (d/n)." he replied softly before kissing (Your name's stomach) softly. (Your name) giggled at the ticklish touch, then brushed her hand through his white hair.
"I miss them to." she smiled. "But their safe with mom until we get back."
He leaned in and kissed her again, this tike taking off his own shirt, after already taking off his hood, cloak, and belt. As they both nodded at eachother to move on and undress further, there was a knock at the door.
"GUYS!!" it was Marco. Gilbert groaned, and made his way to the door. (Your name) quickly covered up with her shirt-putting it back on. Marco was at the door, with two guards behind him.
"I think they found you!"
As soon as she entered she was greeted by Marco with a hug. He had been drinking, that much she knew. She could tell by the odour of his breath. Foul.
Gilbert walking in alongside Pablo. Even Pablo knew to stay away from his father when he was drinking. Marco gave Gilbert a sly smile before wrapping an arm around him and poking his middle chest.
"You need a beer!" he cried with a loud groan. He was thinking of Marena again.
Gilbert carefully nudged him to a seat. He gave (Your name) a smirk before rolling his eyes playfully.
"I don't." he said. That only made Marco more excited.
"But-but-but-but you shoooooooooooooooooooould." he laughed. Pablo sighed heavily, before returning into the other room.
Gilbert rolled his eyes.
"He won't be much help to us right now." he said putting his hands on his hips. Damn, looked good.
"Let's go upstairs to our room."
He picked up the remaining bags and dropped them next to the bed. He gave his wife a light look before pulling her onto the bed with him. He pushed a little peice of hair off her face before pushing himself on top of her. He pinned here there, and began to tickeling her. Although she kept telling him to stop he wouldn't. They both laughed together before pulling eachother in a happy embrace.
"I love you. You know zat right?" Gilbert told his wife with a kiss to her nose. She giggled, and kissed him.
"Yes I do. I love you too."
With that they took off again, kissing eachother passionately, happy tounges dancing together. (Your name) couldn't hold in all the happiness she had locked up right now. All the tension was getting unbearable, and now there were no 'kids' except for Pablo who could ruin it. Gilbert lightly kissed her neck before moving towards her chest area. (Your name) tried to contain her laughs as he tickled her sides while he kissed her smooth skin. He loved her so much, and wanted to show her. She decided to turn the tables a little, and kissed her husband's neck as he nipped at her skin. His breath hitched lightly, but he continued. He pulled her shirt of softly and smiled. There were a few stretch marks from her previous pregnancies, and lightly traced them.
"I miss (S/n), and (d/n)." he replied softly before kissing (Your name's stomach) softly. (Your name) giggled at the ticklish touch, then brushed her hand through his white hair.
"I miss them to." she smiled. "But their safe with mom until we get back."
He leaned in and kissed her again, this tike taking off his own shirt, after already taking off his hood, cloak, and belt. As they both nodded at eachother to move on and undress further, there was a knock at the door.
"GUYS!!" it was Marco. Gilbert groaned, and made his way to the door. (Your name) quickly covered up with her shirt-putting it back on. Marco was at the door, with two guards behind him.
"I think they found you!"
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