[ Being a married woman isn't all that different than when she'd simply be a debutante. The biggest differences is that she's moved out of her familial home, and now she's slowly learning all the different ways their bodies can bring them such mind blowing pleasure. Just thinking of it makes her flush pink no matter where she is during her day.
She's explored her new home. She's picked up new books to read. She goes to visit her family though not as often, considering this is her honeymoon period. One of her second favorite things is discovering the sheets of music stored away. There are pieces she's already familiar with, but she's elated to find new compositions she's never played before. It gives her a challenge to learn and perfect during her afternoons.
Her husband is not an idle man. He wakes early, but he always ensures that she's left satisfied until she rouses for her own day. She's asked him what he does, and she's learned it's training to keep himself honed for his duty. She wants to watch him train, but she's working up the courage to ask. She thinks she'll ask him this evening at supper.
Her fingers move across the ivory keys of the piano as she thinks of her husband. He's more than she'd ever expected. They always share breakfast and supper together. She likes that they can start and end their day with one another. They share stories and learn about each other's likes and dislikes. She's so lost in her thought and the music that she doesn't notice the shift in the air.
Benedict moves too quietly for her to notice him. She feels safe and comfortable in her new home, so she doesn't expect anyone to catch her by surprise. She turns the sheet to the next page and continues playing the sonata that she's bringing to memorize.
The thought of Benedict mouthing along her neck and down to her breast makes her miss a key. There's a disjointed note that makes her wince. Pausing, she massages her fingers for a momentary respite before she tries again. ]
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Date: 2026-02-18 06:33 pm (UTC)She's explored her new home. She's picked up new books to read. She goes to visit her family though not as often, considering this is her honeymoon period. One of her second favorite things is discovering the sheets of music stored away. There are pieces she's already familiar with, but she's elated to find new compositions she's never played before. It gives her a challenge to learn and perfect during her afternoons.
Her husband is not an idle man. He wakes early, but he always ensures that she's left satisfied until she rouses for her own day. She's asked him what he does, and she's learned it's training to keep himself honed for his duty. She wants to watch him train, but she's working up the courage to ask. She thinks she'll ask him this evening at supper.
Her fingers move across the ivory keys of the piano as she thinks of her husband. He's more than she'd ever expected. They always share breakfast and supper together. She likes that they can start and end their day with one another. They share stories and learn about each other's likes and dislikes. She's so lost in her thought and the music that she doesn't notice the shift in the air.
Benedict moves too quietly for her to notice him. She feels safe and comfortable in her new home, so she doesn't expect anyone to catch her by surprise. She turns the sheet to the next page and continues playing the sonata that she's bringing to memorize.
The thought of Benedict mouthing along her neck and down to her breast makes her miss a key. There's a disjointed note that makes her wince. Pausing, she massages her fingers for a momentary respite before she tries again. ]