Flames

"For the rest of my life", part 2

Seth might have teased Becky about wanting to enjoy their first sunset being engaged, but he knew he was just as enthralled as she was. Now as their first sunrise was beginning, he watched it over her shoulders as she slept, ridiculously sprawled across the king-sized bed. She had even insisted on switching from her regular side of the bed so she could be closer to the window, and the golden light reflected off her engagement ring in all directions.

For the past day or so, Seth's heart had felt like that, spilling light everywhere. Keeping the ring hidden from Becky had been an utter ordeal, especially in Davenport. She was spending most of her time in his house—more like their house, now—so he couldn't exactly tell her to avoid a certain room or drawer without making her suspicious. Some of his closest friends knew his plans, but as each day went by, it was harder and harder not to just break down and ask her. Finn had assured him repeatedly that he wouldn't take offence if Seth proposed before or after his wedding; Seth had been planning for after, but the anticipation got to him. For all the nerves and evasion, though, every fraught moment had been worth it for that moment: her voice cracking as she said yes, the way her hand was shaking as he slid the ring on her finger, how she was laughing and crying and screaming and somehow kissing him all at once. Becky might have had the best year of any WWE star in recent memory, but his past two weeks had definitely been unsurpassed.

Then Becky's shoulders twitched, a shiver swept down her spine, and she rolled onto her back. "Why are you all the way over there?" He wasn't even a foot away, but since they had been touching almost constantly since the engagement, it wasn't as dramatic an exaggeration as it sounded.

"Enjoying the view," Seth smiled, curling up beside her and kissing her softly. She immediately snuggled into his warmth. He had to force himself to stop looking at her left hand to make sure the ring was still there, that he hadn't imagined yesterday completely. Despite all the encouragement from friends, he worried that his mistakes in past relationships would make Becky wary; he might have teased her for being giddy, but in truth he was just as surprised, amazed, and delighted that she had said yes.

"You're going to make my fiancé jealous," Becky teased, pushing him onto his back.

"Fiancé now, is it?" Whenever he was bugging her about something, she would make some threat or retort about her 'boyfriend'. "There has to be a ring or it doesn't count," he grinned, sliding his hands up her sides.

Becky happily flashed the ring in his face before leaning down to kiss him. "That means you're stuck with me now."

"I am? What about this fiancé of yours?" As Becky laughed, he rolled her onto her back and within seconds he had her giggles turning into gasps. When her phone rang, though, he buried his face against her shoulder to suppress a growl. "I don't want to share you today," he groaned.

"I don't want to share you ever." Becky's fingers lingered on his spine tattoo, retracing one of the characters over and over; he thought it was the symbol for courage, but his focus was far too fuzzy to be sure. Her other hand was at his hip, fingers twitching as her phone started to ring too. "Phones off until noon?"

Seth reluctantly rose from the bed to grab their phones and they both shut them off as quickly as they could. "No emergencies allowed today," he muttered as he set the phones aside. "Now where were we?"

Becky grinned and pulled him back down to her. "You were asking about my fiancé."

"I don't care about him," Seth replied, nuzzling her neck. "My fiancée, though . . . you'd better watch out for her. She could kick your ass."

Grabbing his left hand, Becky kissed his ring finger. "There has to be a ring," she quoted, "or it doesn't count."

Seth started to laugh, but his breath caught as the fingers of Becky's other hand wrapped around his cock. "What fool said that?"

Becky chuckled, the sound vibrating through them both. "My fiancé."

"Like I said. Fool. I'd rather have something else around my finger anyway." Seth tried to keep his hand as slow as his kisses when he slid two fingers inside her, but it didn't take long for either of them to climax.

When Becky finally opened her eyes, the sunshine caught the green in them and made them glow even more. "So you're saying you don't want a ring then?"

"I didn't say that." Seth stretched out beside her, draping his arm around her waist. "What's that other thing they say on your Twitter machine? 'Get you a girl who can do both'?"

Laughing, Becky rested her left hand on his arm, watching how the diamonds glinted in the sunlight. "I thought we were ignoring internet comments."

"Only the bad ones." Seth had barely caught his breath before he eased onto his back and pulled Becky onto him. If the phone ban only went until noon, then they still had a lot of engagement firsts they could enjoy.