The Penguin And His Dove

Rare Treasures

The evening began to pass with Oswald's mother telling me stories about when Oswald was a baby, all the good times they spent together and some of his personal stories. She had decided to bring a bottle of wine to the table . Her and I had already finished a bottle to ourselves as Oswald sipped his slowly. Gertrud and I both giggled together at the stories, but Oswald was not amused. He was leaning back in to the sofa in just his shirt and trousers. His tie was loosened around his neck , draping down each arm. His tux jacket was neatly hanging on the side of the sofa. His head resting on his hand that was perched on the arm of the chair. He rolled his eyes at Getrud as she put her hand to her mouth and laughed.

"He was such a beautiful boy. Has his looks from his mother " She said as she winked at me. 

"It is getting late mother , are you going to retire to your room" He said unnamed. She stood up and smiled at us both. She was so happy having Oswald home. She was such a lovely lady now that I got to know her a little better . She loved Oswald dearly and was not afraid to show her affection for him.

"I shall. Help yourself to anything while you stay" She turned to Oswald, taking his head in her hands and placed a kiss on his forehead. 

"You take care of that one" She whispered. He blushed slightly.

"Goodnight Mother dear" He answered. She walked away off to another room that lead off from the living room leaving Oswald and I on our own in the living room.

"She is a darling but over stays her welcome" He swilled his wine around his glass and drank the last of its contents. He leaned forward and placed his glass on the table in front of us.

"Shall we hand over also" He said with a slight grin. I smirked. He was so attractive sat there in just his shirt. He didn't look so overpowering.

"Of course Mr Cobblepot" I uttered. He pulled himself up from the chair and walked over to me. He outstretched his hand. I took his hand in mine as he pulled me up from the chair. We stood staring in to each others eyes for a moment. He smiled, still holding my hand. He lead me to the bedroom. We we walked in I found myself looking around the room. The bed was made up with fresh linen and the duvet was puled back lightly to make it easier for me and Oswald to climb in to. There was a pile of magazines on one of the cabinets. A light on each cabinet at the side of the bed. His room looked pretty much empty.

He stood on the left side of the bed , while I was on the other. Oswald slowly began to take of his shirt and placed it in front of me on the bed. 

"Here , you can clothe yourself with this " He said looking at me. Without prompting, I began to take my uniform off. Luckily, the blood splatter had dried and nobody was able to notice it.But I didn't want to wear my work uniform to bed. My clothes slowly dropped to the floor as I stood opposite Oswald in just my bra and underwear. I could see his cheeks slowly turning pink.

I reached for the shirt , put my arms through and began to button it up , leaving the first few buttons to let my cleavage show. He pulled his trousers down and left them in a heap on the floor and clambered in to bed. He tugged the quilt over himself and observed me as I climbed in to bed next to him. I laid closer to him and laid my head on his chest . He put his arm around me , stroking my left arm . I felt safe in his arms.I was slowly drifting , just listening to his heartbeat and breathing.

"I couldn't ever imagine my life like this " He whispered loudly . Respecting his mother who was in the next room. When I first met Oswald , I didn't expect him to be this sweet , loving , kind person. He had his scarier side I will admit but I had only ever seen his sweet side when it came to me. His hand traveled up my arm and to my hair as he began to play with it. Twisting my hair around his fingers , breathing  gently. I nuzzled into his chest as he did this.

"I never put myself out for the romantic type and here I am " He said quietly again . I didnt answer as I listened to his heart beating through his chest.

"I know this is sudden, Dove but I really feel we have a connection" He started. I perked up a little.

"I knew from when you walked in to my club there was something about you. Something mysterious . Something that  called to me. I am glad I did the right thing by getting to know you a little better. And I don't want to rush this, but, please stop me if you feel I am offending your or upsetting you in anyway but I really do think ..."He went quiet for a moment. I listened.

"I love You" He said sweetly . My heart thumped through my chest. I breathed heavily. He was expressing his love for me. Mr Oswald Cobblepot. I was speechless. I feel the same way ! I didn't expect him to say the those three sacred words. I gulped . 

" I... I do to" I answered back. His fingers stopped playing with my hair as he pulled his hand away. Was I not supposed to say it back? He began to sit up , causing me to have to move as well.

"Do you ? Really? I wouldn't expect someone as radiant as you to love someone as unprepossessing as me " He said I cocked my head, looking at him as he looked down. 

"I think you are wonderful and from day one you have gone above and beyond for me and that Is more than what I could ask for . You were there that night at the club, you were like a hero without a cape and you always seems to turn up at unexpected times and save the day". He half smiled. He cupped my chin. 

"You are a rare treasure" He said.I began to turn scarlet as he moved in closer to me and kissed me tenderly. I melted in to it. He pulled away and smirked.

"I am so glad I was right about you"