London POV
"I love you London. Will you do me the honor of marrying me?"
My breath caught in my throat and my vision became blurry. I blinked the tears out of my eyes, "yes. Yes! Yes Marshall! I love you so much."
His eyes grew wide before he picked me up out of my chair and spun me around. He slipped my gloves off to put the ring on. It was vintage looking with a small diamond in the middle. It was gorgeous and perfect. All Marshall could do was smile at me, the crowd was screaming all at once. And when I felt Marshall's soft lips on mine, they only got louder. He kissed me gently before pulling away. The crowd died down and we sat in our seats.
"Congratulations to eminem for winning best rap album but, more importantly, congratulations to him and his now fiance!"
I smiled at the announcer and held Marshall's hand.
"Sorry I didn't kiss you for very long. I didn't want to get carried away. But I'm so happy you said yes baby."
"Did you expect me to say anything else?" I whisper back into his ear.
"I was just nervous."
"Well you shouldn't have been. I love you so much Marshall."
"I love you London."
I smile at him and turn around to watch the rest of the show. On the way out I got so many congratulations it's not even funny. On the way home its mostly quiet, and Marshall hums under his breath as he holds my hand.
We pull up to the house and walk inside.
"Kids? We're home!" Marshall yells up the stairs.
"Babe! They aren't here. Nathan came and picked them up."
"Picked them up? But why?" His forehead creases in the middle.
"I texted him and asked if the kids could spend the night."
"Why though?"
"I wanted some alone time with my fiance." I feel my face flush when he realizes what I'm implying.
"Baby," he wraps his arms around me and trails his hands to my hips.
"Yes Mr. Mathers?"
"Let me love you." He whispers in my ear making me shiver with want.
I smirk and whisper, "you have to earn it." Before turning and running up the stairs.
I hear his heavy footsteps on the stairs behind me. I run faster and just as I am about to step into the room when I'm jerked back against Marshall's chest. I can feel his erection pressed against my lower back.
"I got you angel."
"Yeah but that doesn't mean you earned it."
After the words leave my mouth he digs his fingers into my stomach and starts tickling me, and does until I'm gasping for air. He's on top of me and we're on the floor. He pins my arms above my head.
He pecks my lips before kissing down my neck.
"Marsh what're you doing?"
"Earning it."
He pulls me to my feet and unzips my dress, letting it fall on the floor.
"Did you know this was going to happen?"
"What?"
"Us having sex. You have on sexy stuff."
"I wanted to look good if we did."
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You Make Me Space Bound (Eminem fanfic)
FanfictionEminem is admired by millions. He was my hero and Ronnie's. Can the man who changed hip hop forever, change the way I love?