He lifts you chin so your face meets his. "You are mine"
You blush and look down. You can feel him frown.
"What's wrong darling?" He asks circling around you. You start to get nervous as his footsteps stop in front of you. He grabs your hand. "My l...
Your POV We've just gotten back to the manor to start the party. I've just gotten dressed in a dancing dress. It is a long, light, comfortable dress. Ombré is my favorite so I just had to pick out this dress. It has a little bit of bling, and goes from a deep black at the top to a sweet white at the bottom.
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I walk out into the party room. Everyone stops what they are doing. No laughs, no music, not chatter, nothing. Then I see Claude walk to the center of the room. "There's my handsome prince." I say walking up to him. "Pull up a chair sweetheart this will be a long dance," I say. Everyone 'ooohs' and whistles and laughs. He raises an eyebrow, not knowing what I have planned. I snap loudly, making the DJ turn on my music. It's just me and Claude in the center of the room right now. This will be fun.BUNDADADABUNBUNBUN DADADADADAH- "how does a ragtag volunteer army in need of a shower, some how defeat a global superpower? How do we emerge victorious from the quagmire? Leave the battle field waving Betsy Rosses flag higher. Yo. Turns out we a secret weapon and immigrant, you know and- ReMiX NoIsE- IIIIIII EYEIIIIII. WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU." Claude and everyone else starts laughing. Then some other music starts to play. "You know you've got that thing, that makes the girls all swing. You know exactly what you do." I walk over to Claude and sit on his lap. "You like the hit and run, you say it's all for fun." He grabs my hips and kisses my cheek. "You think that I'm the one, for you." I lift my dress to reveal my black garter on my thigh. I wink at him, and we both switch places, making him sit on me. "Boy if you would to go I would not mind, but I'm not the kind of drum you played one time." He reaches his gloved hand up into my dress skirt and onto my leg. He slips it off quickly and lifts it in the air. Everyone claps and laughs.
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I blush a little and he gets up. "It's my turn now." He snaps his fingers and a song starts to play. I can't quite put my finger on it but I know it. The chorus comes on and I recognized it immediately. "I'm sexy and I know it!" He starts to jump up and down pumping his fist in the air. The song changes again. "Eyyyyyuyy sexy lady!" I can't control myself and start bursting out laughing. He starts doing the "Gangnam Style" dance. The song changes once more. "Shawty had dem Apple-Bottem jeans, boots wit duh fur. The whole club was looking at her!" Claude starts to dance to it and takes my hand. He pulls me out of the chair. "She hit the flow!" He points at me and I roll my eyes. I drop it to the floor and everyone cheers. "Next thing you know shorty got low,low,low,low,low,low,low" the songs end and we both bow. "Thank you everyone! Now it is time for the flower toss!" All the girls cheer and get in a bunch. As I get to the top of the stairs, I spot Hannah at the back of the group, all alone and sad. "Ready? One! Two! Three!" I try my best to throw it. Hannah looks up for a split second and puts her hand out to block it. Instead, she ends up catching it. "Yes! Way to go Hannah!!" I yell. She looks up at me, very embarrassed, and waves shyly. "Thank you everyone for coming! I'm sad to say it's time to go... it's time for our honeymoon!!"
