The next morning Francis woke up to his wife curling his hair around her fingers and drawing patterns on his arm. He smiled pulling her in closer, "I'll never get tired of waking up to you," he said as he pulled her in for a good morning kiss.
She laughed, "I hope not!" as she gave herself over into the kiss. She treasured these moments in the mornings they had before they would be interrupted which seemed to happen every day now.
The kiss was just getting heated when there was a knock on the door. "She groaned burying her head in her husband's chest as he laughed getting up and putting his robe on.
"Can we just tell them we're not to be disturbed when we're in our private chambers from now on?" she asked hopefully covering herself with the sheets.
"You know I wish for that as much as you do," he replied giving her a last kiss.
"Nobody dared to bother your father when he was in his chambers," she grumbled as Francis laughed out loud."
"And you know why..." his voice trailed off as there was another knock at the door just before he opened it.
He shut it a minute later opening a letter.
"What is it?" she asked as she began to leave the bed.
"The nobles want a meeting later this afternoon," he said. "Nothing pressing as he swooped his wife back up into his arms and carried her back to bed.
She laughed as he dropped her back on the bed, bending over her to plant kisses down her neck, behind her ear, trailing down to her breasts.
"Francis," she sighed as her hands shed him of his robe, pulling him closer. Her hands pulling him closer to her breasts telling him without words she wanted more of what he was doing which he did happily before coming back to her lips like a man starving, claiming them in deep kisses making her moan as she rolled them over so she was in the dominant position. They stopped kissing for a moment to just simply look into the other's eyes as his hands rubbed up and down her back. After a few moments she came back to his mouth, fierce and demanding as she positioned her lower body for his entrance, joining them as her husband rolled her onto her back, taking control back as they rocked together slowly, in no hurry to start their day.
Marie rolled over later, still staring into her husband's eyes. "I'd be happy to stay here all day," she hinted.
He smiled, trailing his fingers down her check to her chin, "you know I would like nothing better."
She sighed, "Francis I think we should tell Katherine," she said.
He sighed as well, "I know, I was going to bring that up with you later today but since the nobles have called a meeting I suppose we should go see her this morning.
She nodded as she crawled out of the bed, "do you want to help me dress this morning or should I call my ladies in a bit?" she asked.
"You know I love to help you dress, even though it's a lot more fun to take it all off of you," he told her.
She laughed, "Hmmm I suppose I should make it more of a challenge to take it all off then," she told him raising an eyebrow.
"If you enjoy the anticipation that much then by all means," he laughed watching her walk around their chambers full naked. He loved that she was comfortable enough to do that in front of him because she was a vision.
He watched her pull out a mint green dress with a black corset and stockings and matching petticoats.
"I hope you're enjoying the view," she told him being sassy from her position in the sitting chair as she began to pull on her stockings.
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Secrets
RomanceReign Frary Fanfic about what would happen if Francis had told Marie (Mary) about the threat that Narcisse held over his head. How would the events have transpired differently? How much stronger would their marriage have been? Would France have been...