Just Two More Days...(attn: Drev, private)
Wren sat on the couch hunched over the coffee table going through RSVP's one last time. It was a much shorter list than she expected, but that was ok, she could deal with that. She sighed softly at the one returned invitation, but there was nothing she could do about it ow, it was the only address she had for Shay. She'd tried calling, but her phone had been turned off for over a week now. She was worried for her friend, but unfortunately had to push it to the back burner for a little while.
The caterer's list sat below the guest list, and below that was the dace roster. A great many of her friends were in town for this thing. They had rehearsed for several hours today in her three day finished studio, and were all safely tucked in bed at the Piazza. It was an extravagant expense, but Drev had wanted her friends to be impressed so he was footing the bill, telling her that he was being a patron to the arts and to think about it as a donation to The Studio. She'd laughed as, he'd intended and let it go. It was no use arguing with him anyway.
Beside her party lists were the files for her new clients. That stack was much thicker than she expected it to be and she was incredibly excited about that. She had twenty pre-registered, paid in full clients, twelve pre-registered clients with just registration fees, and five that had filled out the form but not set the payment.
So far everything was looking up up up and they got just a little better when the front door opened to admit the love of her life.
"I'm in the living room." She called out and went back to her lists.
He wanted to hold back, to let Wren come with him or before him, but he quickly past the point of no return. Somehow he managed an even more frantic rhythm, until finally, with a shuddering grunt, he flew over the peak of his arousal, and plunged into the depths of orgasm. He drove into Wren, trying to fill her, to get as deep as possible as he spilled his seed inside her perfect, amazing, divine body.
Shuddering, her body released it's hold on him and she sank into the sweet softness of his bed. Her eyes opened with much difficulty and her ice-blue gaze met his identical one, though her's were clouded with sleep and sex, and she smiled.
"Thank you." She wanted to say more, but didn't have the strength. She wanted to thank him for taking her mind from the terrible stress that had haunted her and for making her feel like so much languid flesh. Instead she yawned mightily and her eyes drifted closed once more. Seeking hands pulled his weight down onto her and she sighed happily.
"Mmm, thank you," he responded in a whisper, placing soft kisses along her shoulder and neck.
((Drev and Wren out))