For the Love of Amity

Fourteen

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Fourteen
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Seth wandered around the palace, hurriedly, as he looked for Amity. He wasn't worried, she always got lost. Whether it was in the garden or inside, she could never seem to find her away around, even after the countless  tours he'd given her.

"Seth?" He heard her call out. She was in the garden again. He made his way there and stopped, looking among the flowers for his dark-haired beauty. She was lying in a patch of purple flowers, of which Seth did not know the name of. She looked absolutely stunning lying in the flowers, staring at him with her large doe-like eyes. He smiled.

"Darling, what are you doing?" He chuckled, walking over to her and lying down beside her. She gave him this breathtakingly beautiful smile and shrugged her shoulders.

"I decided that I like the garden, I'm always losing myself in it, literally." She giggled, looking at him. "These particular flowers are my favorite and I wanted to lay with them, so I did." 

Seth propped himself up on his elbows and stared down at her. He just wanted her, all of her and he didn't understand why he had to wait any longer. "Let's get married tomorrow."

Amity sprang up, staring wide-eyed at him. "Tomorrow?! Why so soon?" 

Seth reached out and brushed her cheek with his forefinger, then picked her chin up slightly. "Amity, believe me, it's not soon enough."

She blushed and averted her eyes. "Seth, nothing's ready. Nothing will be ready for weeks, they haven't even started my dress yet." 

He rolled his eyes. "You can wear my mother's. We'll have them make a few altercations."

She sighed. "Seth, it still will not be ready by tomorrow."

"Three days." He said. "That's all I will give, in three days time you will be my wife. I'm tired of waiting. Why wait?"

Amity smiled, it was rather charming how impatient he was. "Seth, I love you now and I will still love you in a few weeks time."

He moved forward, gripping the back of her neck with his hand and pressing their foreheads together. "And I will still love you as well, but, I want you to be my wife. I want you to bear my children and be forever mine."

"Seth-" He cut her off with a soft kiss. Which she responded to immediately. When he pulled away, she frowned. He hadn't given her a real kiss since they got engaged and it was starting to wear thin on her. She leaned forward and pressed her lips against his jaw. "I love you."

He groaned and attempted to restrain from kissing her, but failed. He took her face in his hands and pressed his mouth roughly on hers. Amity let out a little gasp, but kissed him back. 

"Seth," She gasped out when his lips left hers and trailed down her throat. His lips were warm on her skin, setting it ablaze with desire. Something she only felt once before. She let out a soft moan when he nipped her neck with his teeth. Her hands snaked their way up his arms, tangling themselves in is hair. She held him to her like if she let go he would disappear. Seth's hands slowly trailed from her hair, down her back, then wrapping around her waist. She could feel the heat of his palms on her lower back, pressing her more into him as he laid her back down in the flowers. She could feel his body hovering over her, barely brushing her front. A fire-like heat radiated off of him, only making her want to be closer. His hot, wet mouth kissed down the front of her dress, kissing the fabric that covered her stomach lightly. His eyes connected with her for a moment, lust swirling in his orbs. He winked, then went back to loving on her. As his lips came back to hers and he kissed her hungrily, his fingers greedily worked on the ribbon holding the front of her dress together. If only there weren't so many clothes between them, Amity thought to herself. Amity's hands cupped his face, one slithering down his chest, underneath his shirt. Seth groaned, his fingers stilling for a moment. Amity's fingers were dangerously close to where he wanted them the most. As much as it killed him, he must stop this.

"Amity, darling," He panted, avoiding looking at her breasts that were almost completely exposed, if not for the thin underclothes she wore. Which did not leave much to the imagination. "we have to stop."

She looked up at him, her breathing just as ragged as his. She was disappointed. "Oh." She looked away and attempted to sit up, that proved to be difficult with Seth still on her. "Seth, please get off of me."

He frowned, then cupped her chin, tilting her head up so that she would look at him. "Amity, believe me, I do not want to stop. Not at all, but this isn't how...I will not make a dishonest woman of you."

She stared at him, then smiled. "Thank you Seth." She kissed his cheek. He kissed her head lightly, then removed himself from her. Sitting back down in the flowers beside her. She finally sat up and began tying her dress back together, much to Seth's dismay. "Is supper ready?"

He looked back at the palace and shrugged. "Probably not for a little while now. Why?"

She sent him a coy look and laid back down. "Maybe, until then, you could lie with me?" She offered, hiding a grin. Seth chuckled and laid down beside her, he rested his head on her shoulder. 

"Of course, anything for you, My Darling."

I know it's short, but it's coming to an end. There will be one more chapter and then an epilogue. I'm considering writing a short story of Harold and Evelyn(whose name was once Gladys if you are confused about that). It won't be very long, but it would be a cute little story. I'm still contemplating it though, let me know what you think and if you would be interested in reading about them.

                                                               Sadie