AHS Imagines

james ~ miracle (pt 4)

author's note:
I really am dragging this out, aren't I?
Idk I'm thinking I might just continue this story and like continue along the line of what happens with the baby etc, etc.

Anyway, I'm glad you guys are enjoying it!
Thank you so much for 3.7K reads I really appreciate it!

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You arrived back at room 64, hand in hand with James.

"Darling, wait out here a moment, I'll be right back." He disappeared behind the door.

When James re-emerged, he lead you inside. The bed was surrounded by candles, flickering their warm light across the walls. Beside the bed was an array of various moisturisers and oils. You noticed your diffuser was also switched on, sending a pleasant fragrance of  patchouli into the air.

"I had to get one of the young ones to help me figure out that one." James chuckled, gesturing to the diffuser.

"James..." You began, embracing him warmly. "I love it. I love you."

"I am so pleased, dearest." He led you over to the bed. "Would you care for a massage?"

"Just what I need."

James unzipped your dress, and you lay upon the bed, face down. You felt him place a towel over your hips, preserving your modesty. He was such a respectful gentleman, and that's what you adored about him. Your husband removed his jacket and rolled his sleeves up to his elbows.

"Now, just relax, my love. You have nothing to do, nowhere to be..." Little did he know, you did have something to do; something to tell him.

James' fingers grazed your back as he un-clasped your bralette, draping the straps gently over your forearms.

Soon his hands were working deep into your back, lubricated with a warm massage oil. The motions of his hands undid every single knot in your muscle. This was exactly what you needed, after today.

"How is that, my dear?" He whispered.

"Delightful, my love."

"Good."

James continued to massage your body, firm pressure applied then released by his grasp. How you loved him. Every shadow of doubt regarding your husband was long gone. The man you were with, right now, was the man you trusted. You weren't going to let anyone else tell you otherwise.

You felt yourself drifting off, his touch soothing you. You decided to let your eyes flutter closed, just for a few moments.

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"Darling..."

You awoke next to James. He was tucked into bed beside you, wearing his nightshirt. You too were dressed in your nightwear.

"You fell asleep, dear." James kissed your forehead. "I guess you could say I have a... uhh... what would you say... magic touch?"

You chuckled. Despite being around for around a century he was still getting the hang of more modern phrases.

"Yes you do."

"I very much enjoyed tonight, my love."

"As did I." You paused for a moment and took James' hand in yours. "I have to tell you something."

"Of course, my queen. Anything."

"I'm pregnant."

He looked shocked, confused even. You couldn't blame him. "Oh my! Are you sure?"

"Yes, that medium woman told me. She said the child was conceived before I died, but it lived on and will be birthed into the world like any other child."

"My love!" He kissed you firmly. "I cannot begin to express how exciting this news is! We are going to have a child!"

"Yes, we are."

"Is that why you were questioning me earlier? About The Countess?"

You nodded and he cupped your face with his hands.

"I can reassure you my dear, I will love this child with all of my heart." His eyes locked with yours. "I promise to love and care for your baby."

"Our baby." You corrected.

"Yes, our baby." James smiled the brightest smile. "You are going to make a wonderful mother, my darling."