[ In their tub, in their house, Clive's face softens when Jill offers him a ring in exchange for the one he'd given her, like the piece that completes a puzzle slotting into place. It's perfect for him, really--simple but striking, obviously chosen with him in mind, as her ring had been made for her hand. He's certain it will be a perfect fit.
Jill shivers with anticipation, and he pulls her in to gently kiss her lips before nodding, holding his rough hand with fingers spread so she can place the ring as she pleases. ]
I would have no other, not in this life or the next. I accept it, just as I accept you, just as you have always accepted me. Your heart has long been my refuge, my darling--the foundation upon which I built my hopes for the future, for what joy could I have ever wished for in my life beyond the shelter of your arms? When the world is uncertain, I need only look to you to find security.
[ Once she's done sliding the ring home on his finger, he takes the time to observe it in the afternoon light that slants through the opaque bathroom window, not unlike how she'd observed her ring in the moonlight on that beach. The stone glints Rosarian red, and he rubs his thumb over the smooth band. ]
Look at us. Our little family in our little house. Ours and ours alone. I could scarcely have imagined I would see this day, but here we are. How does it feel, my lady?
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Date: 2024-04-20 04:39 am (UTC)Jill shivers with anticipation, and he pulls her in to gently kiss her lips before nodding, holding his rough hand with fingers spread so she can place the ring as she pleases. ]
I would have no other, not in this life or the next. I accept it, just as I accept you, just as you have always accepted me. Your heart has long been my refuge, my darling--the foundation upon which I built my hopes for the future, for what joy could I have ever wished for in my life beyond the shelter of your arms? When the world is uncertain, I need only look to you to find security.
[ Once she's done sliding the ring home on his finger, he takes the time to observe it in the afternoon light that slants through the opaque bathroom window, not unlike how she'd observed her ring in the moonlight on that beach. The stone glints Rosarian red, and he rubs his thumb over the smooth band. ]
Look at us. Our little family in our little house. Ours and ours alone. I could scarcely have imagined I would see this day, but here we are. How does it feel, my lady?