My Darling Wife by EpicFaerieTale

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Claudia laughed softly. "Which part of you is aching?" she asked, affectionately nuzzling his neck. She had enjoyed teasing him that month, but in the end, she really had gained an incredible attraction towards him. At first she had felt obligated to, and hadn't been attracted, thinking him a simple country bumpkin who had saved her life. But it wasn't long before she would be blushing when she saw him naked, though she would always try her best not let him see that part of her. Gently kissing his cheek, she smiled. "I love you."

Andrew grinned, but kept to himself. "My heart." he said, smiling and kissing her cheek. The month of torture, slowly began to turn as something..pure. They both didn't want much from each other, except to just live their own lives and move on. It wasn't very often that when Claudia would blush, he thought of it as cute, and also that she was gorgeous....He smiled, kissing her lips and sighing. "I love you with all my heart and soul, my love."

((Town bicycle? Huh...that's a new way of using the word o-o))

Andrew smiled, nodding. "You'll be the one that brightens up my eye-sight when I'm too old..." he laughed, kissing Claudia softly. Easily, from a distance could be thought of as young lovers. They had their quarrels, but very rare. "How did I ever get a wonderful woman as amazing as you are?" he whispered, staring into her eyes.

((I know X3))

Andrew sighed, hating that sometimes Claudia would call herself such things. She had no choice, there weren't any more options for women to uphold themselves financially unless it's through marriage. At least he'd like to think so. "Don't call yourself a tart...please." he said softly, holding her hand and kissing it softly.

Andrew nodded, knowing he shouldn't be so touchy. "What did bring that up in you? What was the influence? Just pure arrogance?" he asked, rubbing her hands in his own as he looked down at Claudia. It was a hard topic for him the most to swallow. At first he had hated that so many probably touched her, made her probably...enjoy and say things. He couldn't help but be a tad possessive.

Andrew listened as Claudia informed him farther than she had so many years ago. He draped an arm around her and pulled her close to him, staying silent. What kind of a father was that? He wouldn't ever dare do such a thing, especially to his own child. "I....I'm so sorry..." he said, though knowing it would do nothing to hide the scars that were inflicted on her as she was young. He caressed her cheek, having her look at him. He could see that she was practically on the verge of tears, pain following.

To think that anyone could put their own child through something so terrifying as that. 14! Just what a selfish monster was this guy? Andrew sighed, rubbing Claudia's back and kissing her head. "Well, that was in the past. You should..try to put that aside. It will never happen again. I would die in your place than let you be taken from me." he swore, kissing her softly.

Harlot, whore, tart, whatever people thought of Claudia, Andrew thought the very opposite. He loved her, and he didn't care about her past. Surely that without the horrid events, they might never have met. "Claudia, I love you. I don't want you to feel so horrible." he cooed, kissing her forehead and led back down to her lips. Now he just wanted to wash away her pain.

"Still, how you told me what happened when you were younger...I could tell it made you angry and..probably miserable at the memory of it all." Andrew said in a soft voice. He washed away a few of the suds that were left over on her lower back, smiling. "I love you too....I wish it had been me who was your first..." he muttered, closing his eyes as he rested his head against Claudia's.

Andrew nodded, sighing as the warm water continued to relax them. The past couldn't easily erase the present, that's one thing that was made clear and gave them relief. Her faults won't come to haunt her anytime soon, he was sure of it. "We should get out of the water before we begin to wrinkle." he grinned.

Andrew twitched and sighed. "I don't tease you about getting old...much." he grinned as he stood up and helped Claudia up as well. What, with the warm water he could almost feel like jelly! He himself was only twenty three when Antionette was conceived, surely Claudia should feel young compared to him. He was forty four! Grabbing a towel, he wrapped it around her, hugging her tight. "Your age may be older than it was twenty years ago, but your body and all the rest say something else." he smiled.

Andrew smiled and chuckled. "Oh yes, especially my wife." he replied, winking and kissing her forehead. "Now let's go on to bed, alright?" he said, yawning and stretching as he dried himself off with the other towel. He wasn't entirely set on the huge hint that Claudia was trying to show him.

Andrew grunted as he fell onto the bed on his back, blinking and looking up at Claudia with question. Why the push? "Um..huh?" he asked, blushing a bit. Even after so many years with her, he was sometimes surprised by her boldness. He sat up, chuckling and knowing her intentions. "Come here.." he said in a gentle voice.