spamalot } { of honeymoon plans and next steps

[impetere]

Stiles: [is staying late at work at the office, a pile of vacation brochures on his desk.]

Cora: [and ring ring ring it's your fiancée, wondering what you're doing at work still]

Stiles: [reaches for his phone] Hey Cora. [still typing on the computer]

Cora: Hey, you. I thought you'd be home by now.

Stiles: [blinks] Why what... oh crap I didn't notice the time.

Cora: I figured. It's why I called. [she smiles softly]

Stiles: Um... [he looks at the pamphlets, and then at his work screen] You don't want to by chance come have dinner here with me, would you?

Cora: [she pauses for a moment, before glancing into the living room where Dina is playing] What about Dina?

Stiles: [sighs] Lydia isn't home?

Cora: She is, but we can't leave her with Dina by herself. Just in case she has an episode or something. [she pauses for a moment] I could see if my parents want to take her?

Stiles: No, no it's fine. By the time you got her there I'd be home. [he will leave himself a note to finish the code in the morning] You guys make dinner yet? I can pick up something on the way home?

Cora: Dina ate but I haven't. I could probably have her in bed by the time you get home too.

Stiles: That works. What are you feeling like?

Cora: [she takes a deep breath as she considers] Surprise me?

Stiles: Alright. Tell Lydia to text me what she wants then.

Cora: I will. I'll see you soon.

Stiles: [and he will be home in 45 minutes with tacos and nachos. Enough for a small army]

Cora: [will be pleased. And will be in the process of wrangling Dina into bed, though thankfully they're in her room at that point and she can't smell them]

Stiles: [and he will drop his laptop bag on the couch, and it spills over with all the brochures falling onto the floor, but he doesn't notice as he's going to put the food on the table, and then head into the bedroom to change]

Cora: And they all lived happily ever after. [and she will glance down at her dozing child in her arms as though to determine if she's just dozing or if she's actually asleep]

Dina: [it's been a hard day of learning and playing and nope, totally out]

Cora: [victory! and with that she will be following her nose back down to the nachos]

Stiles: Lydia's stuff is marked with an L. [from the bedroom]

Cora: Got it!

Lydia: [swings in and picks up her food] I will take that. [and then she'll swoon back to her room so she can keep working on her math]

Cora: [and she will just settle at the table with a massive pile of nachos]

Stiles: [and out comes Stiles in sweats and a t-shirt, leaning in to kiss her nacho flavored lips] Sorry I'm late.

Cora: [smiles softly] I'm just glad you answered the phone and weren't in trouble.

Stiles: No, no with all the security systems Peter installed, I think anyone who even thinks of not paying the parking meter outside will sent a swat team.

Cora: [she laughs] That is true.

Stiles: [and he is going to go and grab his tacos] So how was your day?

Cora: Good. Me and Dina had a good day.

Stiles: What did you do?

Cora: We went to the park and the movies and the pool and there were hot dogs for dinner.

Stiles: And now I'm completely jealous of my five year old.

Cora: Well, you're going to get two weeks with me all to yourself soon. We can totally have a park-movies-pool day once we decide where we're going.

Stiles: Yes! Right, speak of that. [and he's up from the table and going to his bag, and then cussing as he's bending over the back of the couch to try and grab the brochures off the floor]

Cora: [she laughs as she watches him go, settling in with her plate] You have some ideas, I take it?

Stiles: Well, I was talking to the travel agent and she was giving me suggestions on the best places for a fall honeymoon. [and he's back and putting them on the table]

Cora: I thought we were doing a late summer honeymoon because I have to work in the fall.

Stiles: We are, but there's no real "late summer" aimed things.

Cora: Mmmm. So what are our options?

Stiles: Well, there are some cruises. I was looking at these different Viking cruises just because, come on, vikings. Then there's a few all-inclusive resorts on a lot of the standard getaway island and beaches.

Cora: [wrinkles her nose] No cruises.

Stiles: Not even with the vikings? [holds up a viking river cruise pamphlet]

Cora: Not unless you want me to spend the entire thing looking very green and possibly not leaving the bathroom.

Stiles: [thinks and then tosses it over his shoulder] No cruises it is.

Cora: [nods with a small smile] Thank you.

Stiles: Okay... so beach or touring?

Cora: Beach.

Stiles: [that gets rid of a few more] Island or Coastline?

Cora: [considers] I could go either way on that one.

Stiles: [nods, eating his taco with one hand as he plays through the pamphlets] Nudist?

Cora: [she wrinkles her nose] That will just lead to sand going places it really shouldn't.

Stiles: Well, it was worth a try. [which brings him down to three] Alright, look at these and tell me which you like.

Cora: [inches over to have a better look] These seem ... really expensive.

Stiles: Yeah... about that. I was told not to worry about it? [innocent eyes]

Cora: [her eyes narrow] By who?

Stiles: Mysterious benefactor.

Cora: [there's a look because out with it]

Stiles: Your dad.

Cora: [sighs]

Stiles: He sold his clinic and he told me he had no use for the money, so he wanted me to use it to pay for the honeymoon so that I could spoil you.

Cora: [she makes a face because she doesn't feel right spending all of her dad's money, but she also knows that one way or another, he'll find a way to make sure she uses it] Which one do you like the most?

Stiles: Cora, it's his wedding gift to us. I mean, we don't need anything else. [he played in the pamphlets] I kinda like Fiji, but the idea of a private island stay at Cayo Espanto...

Cora: I know. I know it is. It's just ... a big gift. [and she's not sure how to handle it] How private is private?

Stiles: Well, from what it looks like, there are only a few bungalows on the island, and everything is shuttled in by boat.

Cora: So we would have a whole lot of space all to ourselves?

Stiles: Yeah, and the price includes everything - food, snacks, services...

Cora: [she takes a deep breath] I kind of like the idea of it being just us.

Stiles: Okay, well that definitely puts Antiqua out. [puts that aside] So there's the deluxe beachfront Bure in Fiji or there's the Casa Solana on the island.

Cora: [she mulls them over for a moment, but she smiles at the second one] I like the bungalow, definitely.

Stiles: I do too. And we can go in and explore Belize when we want to, or just be lazy and stay in bed and look out at the water. And there's internet so I shouldn't go completely stir crazy on you.

Cora: [she smirks as she leans in and nips at his neck] I'm pretty sure I could keep you occupied.

Stiles: [laughs tilting his head a bit for her] Yeah, yeah I'm sure you can.

Cora: You know I'm almost tempted to say that we should only use our phones for absolute emergencies.

Stiles: Well, we probably won't get reception. But they have phones on the island. We can just... give it to your mom and my dad.

Cora: Mmm-hmmm. [and there are softer kisses on the line of his throat] Only if they absolutely need us. We can just ... disconnect for a while.

Stiles: [just closing his eyes] We can. I may go through withdrawal, but we totally can.

Cora: I'll help you through it.

Stiles: I hope so. [leans in to kiss her, smiling] So Belize then?

Cora: [nods as she kisses him back] Definitely Belize. Which is much better than my idea of "let's hide in New Orleans."

Stiles: We could always do a week in each. If you really want to spend a week with the Mikaelsons.

Cora: I really don't. I just know that the bayou is very, very quiet and we wouldn't be disturbed.

Stiles: I'm thinking Belize will be nicer. Less alligators.

Cora: Definitely. And way further away from anyone that knows us.

Stiles: Pretty sure it'll be all but impossible to find us.

Cora: Perfect. [and she's just going to lean in to kiss him again because she really can't wait for it to be just them]

Stiles: [grins, not going to stop her right away] How about we finish our dinner and then take this somewhere more horizontal?

Cora: I think that sounds like an excellent plan.

Stiles: Good. [and he's going to reach over and steal a nacho]

Cora: [well, she'll just steal one of his tacos]

Stiles: [a whole taco for a nacho chip?! That is his shocked face]

Cora: [eyebrows go up like what are you going to do about it?]

Stiles: [and he's going to just reach over and slide ALL the nachos to him]

Cora: [oh no you didn't.]

Stiles: [and he's going to grin and just slowly eat one]

Cora: [and she will overdramatically enjoy his taco]

Stiles: [and he's going to just do things to that nacho chip that probably shouldn't be done to nachos]

Cora: [and she may just look horrified because no, Stiles. No]

Stiles: [and he's going to laugh and almost drop the chip]

Cora: [shakes her head] Never do that again.

Stiles: Note taken. I think I have sour cream up my nose now.

Cora: [she laughs] Serves you right.

Stiles: [and he reaches for a napkin to blow his nose] Okay, I think I'm done.

Cora: Good. [and she will just help him finish up the food so that they can get to their evening plans]

Stiles: [yup, heading towards the bedroom, leaving the pamphlets on the table]

Cora: [yep, they don't need those. They also don't need clothes which Cora will take care of as soon as their bedroom door is closed]

Stiles: [yup. clothes off, and he's grinning, pressing her up against the wall and kissing her hard]

Cora: [hums softly as she kisses him back, her arms looping around his neck to pull him closer]

Stiles: [and yup, he is all frisky and his hands are wandering up her sides. The hesitation was long gone on them resparking their relationship. he was going right for the pleasure]

Cora: [she hums softly at the press of his hands, arching up when he hits a spot she likes]

Stiles: [And he's going to do that a bit before kissing his way down her body]

Cora: [closes her eyes as she leans back against the wall, arching into the press of his lips]

Stiles: [and he's going to grin and enjoy the taste of her]

Cora: [her fingers find the way to his hair, tugging gently on it when he hits a good spot]

Stiles: [and he's going to keep going with fingers and tongue until he hears her crying out]

Cora: [which doesn't take long because he knows her very, very well]

Stiles: [and once she's done, he's going to stand back up and carry her over to the bed easily]

Cora: [and she will stretch out once she's set down, pulling in him for a deep kiss]

Stiles: [and that will be good, his fingers going to look for his condoms unless she has other plans]

Cora: [there's part if her that wants to tell him not to, but there's always part of her that wants to tell him not to. They're so close to the wedding and she knows they should just wait, just in case, but there's still that moment where her fingers curl around his wrist, almost as though she's considering stopping him]

Stiles: [he stops and looks at her, and then leans in to kiss her again. But he stops his hand. They already had a scare, but the wedding was coming up. If she didn't want to wait... he just had to be sure]

Cora: [she leans into the kiss for a moment, before looking up at him again] I don't know. [what to do. Which is probably a sign they shouldn't.]

Stiles: It's only a few more months.

Cora: I know. It just ... feels like forever.

Stiles: Even if we did it now, there's no guarantee it'll happen.

Cora: It's not even about that. [she just wants to feel him with her, more than anything.] I just want to be with you.

Stiles: I want to be with you too, Cora. [he does the math in his head, and then rolls to lay on top of her] Okay, the wedding is in two months. You wouldn't even know if you were pregnant at that point. And I want babies with you so that's not a problem with me. So if you want to stop using them... just means we're going to be washing a lot more sheets.

Cora: [she considers quietly for a moment, glancing between him and the box for a moment, before looking up at him again and leaning in to kiss him deeply]

Stiles: [and he will just toss the box over his shoulder and kiss her back deeply, his hands guiding her legs to the side so that he can slide up between them]

Cora: [her heart beat speeds up as her legs settle over his hips, both excited and nervous at the same time because she's been waiting for so long for this, and she's finally getting it. She holds the kiss for as long as she can, letting her hands wander over his shoulders]

Stiles: [there's just something in the air between them, an energy that he can feel even without enhanced senses. This was a new step. This was them taking a real first step to make a family, and he may be a bit excited at it that he doesn't get in on that first thrust because of the nerves, and has to guide himself in before thrusting nice and deep inside of her]

Cora: [the misfire makes her laugh a bit which might dispel a little bit of the tension until he's inside her and the laugh turns to a moan, closing her eyes as she takes in the feel of him, nosing at his neck as she stays close]

Stiles: [and he's going to just take his time, relishing in the feel of her flesh against his, feeling the texture and just trying not to hit his peek too quickly]

Cora: [has no problem with taking their time, getting used to the feeling of nothing between them and actually being one with each other but eventually she needs him to go faster and she digs her fingers in a bit as her hips lift]

Stiles: [pants in her ear, laughing before kissing her neck, speeding up]

Cora: [she grins against his shoulder, her hips moving down his neck as she starts to get closer, nursing the mark she left against his shoulder]

Stiles: [the scar on her shoulder isn't all that noticeable, but he knows it's there, and so does she, and that's all that matters. The one good thing that came out of his being a werewolf for a month. Which, ironically came out of the last time they also had sex without protection]

Cora: [her head tips back at the press of his lips as she starts to get closer, her fingers digging into his shoulders as her body climbs. Her eyes flash as she falls over the edge, her head tipping forward to nip against his shoulder - not with her real teeth but with her human ones]

Stiles: [he's gotten into the habit of nipping her with his teeth too - little things he does for her - as he joins her. He thrusts in a few more times, and then just looks down, panting at her and smiling]

Cora: [she smiles back, her fingers coming up and brushing against the side of his face] You good?

Stiles: I'm great. You?

Cora: [she nods] I'm perfect.

Stiles: Good. [because this time they both meant it, and they were ready for whatever was to come. But for now he was going to settle down on top of her, staying inside of her as long as his body will let him] I love you.

Cora: [she relaxes and keeps him close, nestling her head against his shoulder] I love you too.

Stiles: And I'm so ready to be married to you.

Cora: Me too. I feel like I've been waiting forever.

Stiles: [and he pretty much give her the years, months and days back to when they first started dating. That’s how long he's been waiting.]

Cora: [her eyes widen a bit] That is a little scary.

Stiles: [he grins and just leaned in to kiss her] Yeah, but you still love me.

Cora: I do. I love you a lot.

Stiles: [and he's going to snuggle into her more] And right here.... this is where I belong. And I'm really happy.

Cora: Good. That's all I ever wanted.

Stiles: Well, you got it. [kisses her neck] The story has a happy ending after all.

Cora: [she grins] Yeah, it does. [her eyes close as she leans into him, ready to doze off to sleep] But bedtime?

Stiles: Yeah, yeah I can do that. [keeps her close] Night.

Cora: Night. [and she's asleep not long after that]