Honeymoon : An Araleyn Smut Fic

Day 6

Catalina noticed Anne with a nail file in her hands the next day. With a frown she walked forward.

"What are you doing?"

Anne looked up at Catalina, startled.

"Making sure I don't make your back look like it was mauled." She replied in a 'duh' tone of voice. Catalina tilted her head and leaned down, placing her hands on the arms of the chair.

"I told you I liked it."

"And then I said, even though you having an S&M kink is hot as sin , I would like to not have my wife's back shredded."

Catalina raised her brow.

"You didn't say anything about it being hot."

Anne stared mutely at Catalina, realizing her mistake. She blinked at her for a few moments with her mouth open, and then picked the nail file up and continued.

"I'm rounding them down so they aren't sharp enough to make you bleed. They'll still leave marks though."

Anne said a few minutes later. Catalina grinned at this, and turned to kiss Anne's temple. Catalina left the room for a moment to go look for the vending machine. It was almost time for Anne to start whining about food and she wanted to be prepared this time. When she finally found the vending machine, she quickly sorted through the options and bought one of everything Anne would actually eat and then bought two things for herself.

When she turned around she was met with a man, he was relatively good looking. He smiled at her, and instantly Catalina knew that he was going to hit on her.

"Hola hermosa, cómo te llamas?"

(Hello beautiful, what's your name?)

"No es asunto tuyo"

(None of your business)

The man frowned at this.

"Oye, no hay necesidad de ser tan grosera." He said angrily. He then strode closer, attempting to force it out of her.

(Hey, there's no need to be rude)

"Qué? Crees que puedes conseguir a alguien mejor que yo?"

(What? You think you can do better than me?)

Catalina lifts her chin up defensively.

"Ya tengo a alguien mejor que tú."

(I already have someone better than you.)

The man scowls and looms closer, just before Catalina is about to shove him away Anne rounds the corner. For a moment betrayal flashes across her face, but then she seems to realize that Catalina has no way out. Because when she tried to push him away he didn't budge. He was stronger than her. Anne placed a hand on his shoulder.

The man turns to her and grins.

"Ah! Tal vez seas más adecuada para mí."

(Ah! Maybe you are more suitable for me.)

Catalina had brief thoughts of murdering him when he said that to her. But then Anne spoke up.

In perfect Spanish.

"Ah! Quizás puedas quitarle las asquerosas manos a mi esposa."

(Ah! And maybe you could get your disgusting hands off my wife.)

The man jerked back in surprise, and Catalina felt smug satisfaction run through her body at this. Then worry. What if he tried to strong arm her into something?