Chapter 2
I could feel the intensity rising. My once goosed flesh, now smooth and crisp; my trembling body now resided to a calming presence. I glanced forward towards the fogged glass, raising a gentle hand and swiftly wiping off its clouding remnants. I dazedly stare at the refreshed being reflecting back, the light specks on my cheeks, now luminating under the dim lighting. The large area was completely still; the repetitive trickle of still draining water, all that was audible. The faint aroma of masculine aftershave, and rosy lotions sifted the air. I lean over slightly, reaching for the pale brush nearby, whilst swiftly running its thick bristles throughout my lengthy field. My hair was now sheer and arid; the once drenched strands now hung loosely over my bare shoulders, and just above my perky breasts.
I proceeded toward running the thick bristles throughout my hair, wanting every strand to be perfectly placed. After about a solid two minutes of grooming, I walk over towards the medium sized gift box, that was laying decoratively against the small sink. A laced tag hung off of the elegant wrapping. "For our special night... ~your love" A light smile teased the corner of my plump lips. I handled the box as if it was a child, holding it tenderly as I walked towards the main room. I carefully uncovered the overly priced covering, it's remnants wrapped with thin, white and crimson, tissue paper. I remove the thin papery substance, my eyes widening from the exquisite site.
"I-It's not... Possible..." I reach out a pair of lingering fingers, gently caressing the pale blue silk, the hand woven, pearl hued, lace, and the distinctly, yet perfectly, detailed embroidery. "H-How... Could he have... Known?" I bring my self to slip the lean fabric away from its haven, cautiously holding it between trembling fingers.
"Try not to drop it, sweetie." The words caught me off guard, causing me to gasp loudly and quickly throw the silk work back into it's haven.
"A-Amber?!" Her eyes glistened as she looked me up and down. My petite figure gradually relaxing from the familiar sight.
"Heh, sorry cutie, big bro sent me. He's pacing up and down the halls non stop. Tch! I swear, the guys a wreck whenever he's worried about you." The angelic creature gently strolled towards me, picking up the expensive drapery and shooing me towards a nearby dresser.
She was never anything like her brother, except for the unremarkable skills and beauty. She was always more laid back, less educated in her language. She was also happily bi and soon to be a married women, -but that was a secret only kept between me and her- The thought of her being bi never seemed to bother me, she esteemed her brother highly, therefore never daring to make a move.
"I hope your thinking about tonight." Her words came silently and sulkily, immediately interrupting my deep thoughts. A distinct smirk quickly found it's way against her rosy lips.
"I'm nervous." I admit meekly; the long tie of my cotton robe being spun repeatedly between my fidgeting fingers.
"I don't see why." She replied, her skilled limbs quickly working through my arid locks. "Ash regards and loves you with such a passion, that it's almost scary." Her snicker came light and airy. "Yet... On a serious note... And only between you and me... He's equally just as nervous as you." Her voice cooed causing my eyes to widen, my head to shake in disbelief.
"I highly doubt that-" My words were immediately cut off.
"You haven't nearly puked five times, tried on at least twenty outfits, and planned out the entire night's events now, have you?"
"Ha!" I quickly cover my mouth, never intending to laugh. "Your lying... He's to... "stubborn" for all that."
"Hmph." Her words came slightly muffled by the comb laying between her perfect lips. "Only "you" know him just as well as me."
"Come again?" I reply slightly confused.
"Nothin. Forget I said anything." I could feel her soothing fingers now leaving my hair. "Don't look yet. I want it to be a surprise." It took at least a full fifteen minutes of debating to get "dressed" alone. I eventually found my self in the familiar lingerie, the silk bra and underwear covered by a lucid, pale blue, and hooded, overlay.
My pale features were now contoured with a light bronzer, my entire body smooth to the bone and completely clean-shaven; my hair pulled back into an elegant ponytail. "I look... Amazing." I speak quietly knowing the time had finally come. A pair of familiar warming hands, silently cupped my shoulders, caressing them calmingly.
"You look "beautiful". And if I say that... Imagine how much in "awe" Ash will be." Amber gently spun me to face her, her lips curled into a delicate smile, the most peaceful look placed upon her, that I have never come to know. "Remember everything I've told you, every time the nervousness comes, remember he's just as nervous as you. He looks at you as the only jewel in his life, no matter all the riches he already owns. He loves you Clary... Never forget that." Just as quick as she had entered, she had left, leaving me with those final words of wisdom.
Just as I was about to leave, I had remembered her previous commands. "Don't forget the note on your night stand. O! And a cup of water... You'll figure out why later. Leave it outside the door, if you feel it's to awkward for you to bring it. Good luck!" Her distinct laugh and wink echoed throughout my conscious, causing me to smile lightly before proceeding towards the note. I bring it up, squinting slightly as I attempt to read the elegant writing. ~West wing of the mansion, just beyond the second corridor, your love awaits.~ I place the note back down under the luminated lighting, before swiftly making my way towards the door.
"I'm coming... My love..."
((Phew! Chapter 2 everyone! :D I hope you enjoyed it just as much as the last! Possibly more? :3 Haha, anyways! Third chapter will be posted "much" sooner then this one! I promise you will get a nice "lemony" dose of smut!)) ~MSAchick78
