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ALEXIA PUTELLAS X READER | 5.7k | it's your birthday and alexia has a very special surprise for you

Warnings: (18+) smut

a/n: it's my birthday so y'all get to enjoy a present from me <3 it was supposed to be something small and yet almost 6k words later... anyway! i hope you enjoy! i love alexia, miss alexia, ugh anyway! <333 i'm going to sleep and will reply to everything in the morning thank you <333

any and all feedback, comments, reblogs etc are very appreciated and welcome <3

You heard the faint sound of the doorbell echo throughout the apartment. Alexia pressed a soft kiss to your shoulder, a gesture so gentle it sent a shiver down your spine. Her fingers traced down the middle of your back, ghosting as they left you skin

Your breath caught in your throat and even after the morning she spent taking you apart, you felt your thighs instinctively press together and you could almost go again. A pleased smile tugged at the corner of her lips at the way your body reacted to her touch.

Feeling her body cover yours, feeling the roundness of her breasts press into your back and her breath on your ear, 'Feliz cumpleaños, mi princesa,' She pressed her lips gently but firm against your neck.

A soft whine escaped your lips when you felt her body completely leave yours and her weight disappeared from the bed. Gathering what strength you had left, you rolled onto your back, wrapping the blankets around your body.

Alexia slipped an old barça shirt over her head, letting the fabric fall over her stomach. A soft chuckle falling from her lips when she noticed the pout that had formed on yours at the sight of her perfectly defined muscles being hidden from you.

'Dramática,' Alexia mumbled under her breath, shaking her head.

'You made me this way,' You spoke with a pleased smile, sinking further into the mountain of pillows, stretching an arm above your head, 'Now you've hidden all my favourite views,'

Alexia scoffed, though the corners of her mouth betrayed her. She really couldn't argue with you, she spoiled you way too much for your own good. She truly turned you into her princess but she wouldn't have it any other way.

'Your favourite views?' She raised her eyebrows, running her fingers through her hair to try and fix it up a bit.

'Mhm,' You hummed out before dramatically letting out the longest sigh, your breath finally catching back up with you now, 'Very inconsiderate of you,'

Alexia laughed quietly, reaching for her grey sweats that had been discarded at the foot of the bed. Barely sparing a thought she tugged them into place with practiced ease. You didn't miss the faint outline of the bulge that now appeared underneath.

Your eyes lingered for longer than they should have, a warmth settling across your cheeks, the strap she'd just used on you moments earlier sat still firmly in place under her clothing. Just enough to remind you of the morning you shared.

Biting your lip before you leaned your head back fully, eyes snapping towards the ceiling. You tried to reason with yourself that Alexia was just in a semi rush to not keep whoever was at the door waiting too long for her to fiddle with the harness.

But you also know Alexia is basically a pro by now at getting it on and off her body that in the back of your mind, trying to keep that thought pushed back for now. The thought that she kept it there, under her sweats, fully aware of the effect it has on you.

A final kiss was pressed to your temple, 'I left some clothes at the end of the bed for you, princesa, come join me downstairs when your legs feel like they can work again,' She murmured, her voice melting against your ear.

The low cadence rolled over you with an effortless warmth, carrying a quiet confidence that only Alexia could hold. Heat crept up your neck, you let out a breathy laugh, pulling the blanket up to cover your face while Alexia finally managed to slip out of your shared bedroom.

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Your footsteps softly padded down the stairs but the minute you stepped off the bottom step your eyes widened when you saw the state of your apartment, 'Madre mía, Ale, what is all this?'

There were flowers everywhere, it looked like Alexia had invited all your friends over but turned them into a bouquet of flowers instead.

Alexia just shrugged, 'It's your birthday,' As if that was all the explanation needed.

The amount of flowers that littered the apartment should have been your first clue. There were way too many bouquets for one apartment, way too many for one person to know what to do with.

The almost midday sun filtered through the windows, reflecting off the sunflowers and instantly lighting up the room. Jars of carefully picked and assembled wildflowers sat across the surfaces of the living room table. The familiar scent of eucalyptus filled the air of the apartment.

'How many florists did you clear out just for our apartment to look like one?' You joked, a teasing tone laced your voice, a very amused smile on your lips while you tried to process what you were seeing.

It truly did look like Alexia had suddenly decided to change careers overnight and run a flower shop from your own house.

When your eyes narrowed and you looked like you were thinking too much about how each flower and bouquet had been carefully picked and constructed as if the florist had very specific instructions. And said instructions were listened to because it was known what kind of occasion these flowers were needed for.

Alexia was someone who never did anything half way, especially when it came to the people she loves. You especially know she loves spoiling you, anyone would say she went over the top half the time.

But she'd shrug and call you her princess, her babygirl, the love of her life, how you were deserving of everything she gave you and more. Then go on with her day and continue to spoil you and love you in every way you could possibly dream of.

There was nothing Alexia wouldn't do for you. You gave her more light in her life and a reason to smile everyday so it was more than worth it for her. But there was something slightly different about today, about all of the flowers that almost replaced all the furniture.

'Stop thinking, you are my girl and it is your birthday,' Alexia reached out, grabbing your hand and pulling you close to her, 'That's all there is,' Her hand cupped your cheek, thumb brushing against your skin there.

You smiled, leaning into her touch and when her lips met yours you slowly started forgetting about how everything felt different and a bit too deliberate and that Alexia might be up to something more than it just being your birthday.

Instead your mind focused on how soft her lips felt against yours. They fit together as though they'd always belonged there, every kiss as familiar as it was comforting. She kissed you until your lungs demanded some air, resting her forehead against yours.

You stayed there, wrapped up in each other, lips still so close you could feel her smiling while your breaths mixed together. Your arms wrapped around her waist, enjoying the moment. Until your stomach chose the perfect moment to interrupt.

The fact it was nearly midday and you hadn't eaten anything yet, mixed with the energy you used in the early morning. It wasn't much of a surprise when a loud growl caused by your stomach echoed throughout the apartment, bouncing off the walls and filling all the spaces where the silence had settled.

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'Sit there and just look pretty, not that it's hard for you to do,' Alexia grinned, effortlessly lifting you onto the kitchen counter, one of the few places in the apartment that hadn't been claimed by flowers.

She pressed a quick kiss to your lips before disappearing to the fridge, returning with a container of fruit she'd already cut up the day before. Almost as if she'd prepared for exactly this.

'I think you're up to something,' You leaned back on your hands, watching her closely, studying her to see if she would give anything away.

Unfortunately for you, Alexia was as composed as ever on the outside. Underneath her composed surface was a completely different story. On the inside Alexia was starting to let the nerves build up, especially as the minutes passed by. But she couldn't let you suspect a thing and her years of media training was paying off in this moment.

'I think that you think too much,' She laughed, placing the fruit on the counter next to you before stepping closer towards you.

Her hand splayed almost possessively on your thigh while you parted them so she could slip between. Instinctively you hooked your leg around her waist, sitting up properly so you could be closer to her. Alexia's hand stayed firm on your thigh, fingers pressing into your soft skin just a little bit while her other hand reached for a piece of fruit.

You thought she was just grabbing a piece for herself so you reached your hand out to grab your own but instantly the hand that was on your thigh caught your wrist before it could move far, pining it against the counter, 'Ay no, you don't lift a finger today,'

A soft laugh slipped from your lips and you rolled your eyes, 'Ale it's just some fruit, I'm sure I can manage,'

'Don't be so difficult,' Alexia looked at you flatly, holding a strawberry up to your lips, 'Open princesa,' Her voice dropped when she nudged the strawberry against your lips, it dropped the same way it did whenever you were on your knees for her and she was nudging something else against your lips.

Her voice wrapped around you and suddenly you were opening your mouth and she was inching the strawberry inside. Maintaining such intense eye contact definitely wasn't helping you, so you closed your eyes trying to gain some composure and not make eating a strawberry from Alexia's fingers as sexual as you were.

Alexia had other plans, she leaned in her lips tracing along your jaw, teeth scraping against your neck. The strawberry was abandoned quickly, feeding you was forgotten about the moment you breathed out a tiny whimper and Alexia had lost her control. She couldn't help herself most days around you, but today was different.

Maybe she was fuelled by her nerves at what she has planned in a few hours or maybe it was the thought that later you might have a different title to label your relationship or maybe it was the fact it was your birthday and she always wanted to treat you well.

Definitely a mix of it all and it made you even more irresistible to Alexia, 'You're so touchy today,' You breathed out, chest arching into her touch. A hand gripping your thigh, the other had slid around your back pressing you against her body while her lips hadn't left your neck. There'd definitely be a mark there that you'd have to cover up later.

Alexia could argue that she's always quite touchy, instead she slid the hand that was on your thigh between your legs. Fingers pressing you over your shorts, your breath caught in your throat the moment they moved your shorts to the side and made contact with you properly.

'And you're always still so ready for me,' Alexia moaned against your skin when she felt how wet you were for her. Fingers teasing against your entrance before sliding up to circle your clit, keeping that same teasing rhythm, 'I can't help it. This new age looks so good on you, princesa,'

Your fingers gripped the edge of the counter, trying to lift your hips whenever her fingers dipped just inside before following the same pattern since she starting touching you, 'Alexia,' You whined out, her touch was firm but slow and definitely not enough, you wanted more.

Alexia grinned against your neck, pressing one last kiss there before leaning up over your body. Her chest pressing into you, the hand on your back keeping you from being fully pressed against the counter, 'What happened amor? You were all talk before, now where's your words gone?'

Her tone was teasing and you couldn't think, all you could do was whine and grab at her back. Alexia finally gave in, pressing a finger into you and then another. Her pace slow just how it had been and you thought you were about to lose your mind.

'Por favor,' You breathed out and she pressed in harder, fingers finding the right spots that had your back arching up into her and your heels digging into her lower back. Alexia worked her fingers at a steady pace, enough to bring you right to the edge.

She kept you there until she could feel your legs tensing around her, squeezing impossibly tight, brushing her thumb over your clit. Alexia held you there while you fell over the edge, fingers slowing, you whined when she pulled them from you.

She let you collapse against the counter, enjoying the coolness to settle some of the fire she'd ignited beneath your skin, 'You can take another, sí?' Alexia leaned over you, pressing a kiss to your cheek.

It was posed as a question but you knew better, that it was more of a statement, more that she was telling you that you could take another. That you would, that she wasn't done with you just yet.

You barely had the time to process before she'd pulled you off the counter, legs shaky for the split second you had to hold up your own weight. But not long until Alexia had you front pressed down against the cool marble, her hips pressed against yours.

Feeling the hardness of the harness beneath her sweats, you pushed back against her. Alexia's hands found the edge of your shirt, swiftly pulling it up and over your head, throwing it carelessly to the side.

Your shorts were followed soon after, it didn't take long til you were completely undressed, the edge of the counter digging into the tops of your thighs. Alexia's hand rubbed over the smooth skin of your ass, her lips trailing across your newly exposed skin at the top of your shoulders.

Enjoying the feel of her lips on you and her fingers exploring your curves, you didn't notice when she had pushed down her own pants, freeing her strap. Not until she slowly teased her length through your folds, the tip of it nudging your clit with each painfully slow thrust of her hips.

Her hand guided it through you, enjoying the low moans you'd let out when she'd slide just the tip inside you, letting it sit there until you tried to push back on her, hoping more would slip inside.

But her hand pressed the middle of your back, keeping you in place, 'Alexia, please, no more teasing I don't need it,' You whined, turning your head to try to look back at her, reaching a hand back trying to grab at some part of her.

Alexia caught your wrist, pining it to the small of your back. She leaned back, watching the tip disappear inside you before pulling it out and continuing to tease you, 'Mmm maybe you don't need it but where's all my fun if I don't get to tease mi princesa?'

'I need you Alexia, please, need to feel you inside,' Alexia smiled when she heard you begging properly, she couldn't deny you.

'Sound so pretty when you beg for me,' And when you least expected it, Alexia eased herself inside you slowly, making sure you felt every inch of her length.

Her hand on your back slid up, gripping your hair while she set a pace you couldn't keep up with. The room filled with your moans, the cool marble rubbing against your nipples each time her hips pressed into you, your body jolting forward each time.

Skin against skin, Alexia created a steady, relentless rhythm. Your eyes focused on all the flowers that filled the living room in front of you, your reflection in the tv staring back at you. Lips parted, breath uneven, the way your skin was flushed and your knuckles white from trying to grip onto the counter in some way to keep you grounded.

Behind you, Alexia gripped kept your one wrist pinned to your back and her hand in your hair, using that to help her thrust deeper into you. The harness of her strap hit against your ass, rubbing against Alexia just right. She kept herself buried deep inside you, her hips snapping harder against yours. She was chasing her own pleasure as much as she was giving you yours.

Alexia let your hair go, her hand braced against the marble next to your head, her lips just below your ear, 'God look at you, princesa, you take me so well,'

Your eyes rolled back, overrun with pleasure, there were no words left in you, her eyes lifted up meeting yours in the reflection of the tv. Your chest heaved, every breath shallow and uneven and Alexia groaned, she enjoyed the sight of you like this.

Alexia let go of your rest, snaking her hand around your waist, slipping between your thighs to rub at your clit. That was all it took. Your breath caught sharply, your whole body tensing before it gave out just as quickly. You gripped Alexia's arm tightly as a broken sound of Alexia's name slipped past your lips.

But Alexia didn't let up, not yet. She moved with a rhythm that left you trembling, your body completely collapsed against the counter. Her hips moved against yours, pressing the strap deep inside you while it was rubbing against her.

Each shift of her body pressed you closer to the edge again as she found her own, until she finally tensed against you, your name falling breathlessly out of her mouth. She let herself still inside you, her body collapsing on top of yours.

Alexia pressed a kiss to the back of your neck, her hands smoothing over your hips, rubbing gently to bring you back to her, 'Such a good girl for me, amor, how'd I get so lucky,'

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'Go get ready while I make us lunch,' Alexia kissed you softly, a complete contrast to how she was with you just moments before.

She'd gently turned you around to face her, hands steady on your waist until you were more stable to hold your own weight again. Alexia helped pull your shorts back into place and you made a face when the damp fabric made contact with your skin.

With a quiet groan, you let your forehead fall against her shoulder. Alexia wrapped her arms around you, holding you close to her, letting you stay there for as long as you needed.

'We're just having lunch at home,' You mumbled, trying to reason with her, 'I'm not convinced my legs can even make it upstairs,'

You felt a laugh vibrate through her chest, 'You'll survive,' Her hands were softly rubbing against the small of your back, pressing you even more into her.

Tilting your head so you could look up at Alexia, narrowing your eyes, 'Easy for you to say,'

She just smiled, pressing a kiss to the top of your head, letting her lips linger, 'But I bought you that dress the other day and the sun is out,' Alexia leaned back just enough to look at you properly, a softness in her eyes, 'You're going to look so beautiful in it out in the sun,'

Bringing a hand up to brush your hair back a little, Alexia remembered the other day so clearly. She'd taken you shopping after you complained about having no clothes you could possibly wear to your birthday dinner that was happening later today.

You'd complained while a mountain of clothes you had tried on laid beside her on the bed. She called you dramatic but she got to see you try on multiple cute dresses and new outfits and well Alexia really couldn't complain.

The last one you tried on, when you looked in the mirror and did a little twirl for Alexia, both of you knew that you needed to have it. That it was absolutely perfect for you, and in the back of her mind she knew it would be perfect for her birthday surprise she had planned for you.

'You're biased,' You weakly pointed a finger against her chest, lifting an eyebrow at her.

'Maybe just a little,' She smiled softly, 'Jump,' Alexia tapped your hip and you knew what she was thinking.

'Alexia, I don't think my legs could take me up the stairs and you are telling me to jump,' Your eyes widened in bewilderment at her even suggesting you to use your legs more than you need to. More than you possibly could right now, 'You could lift me without me doing any of the work,'

Alexia rolled her eyes, 'What am I going to do with you?' Her strong hands slipped beneath your thighs, gripping tightly and lifting you up with a practiced ease.

She'd done this many times before when you refuse to cooperate, mostly after a night out when it's easier to carry you then hear you complain about how your feet hurt in the heels Alexia told you not to wear for that exact reason.

But it's her fault, she enables your behaviour and if she really hated it then things would be so different. Plus Alexia didn't mind having more reasons to be able to put you back in your place every so often.

Alexia had carried you upstairs and all it took was a pout from you and she found herself taking a shower with you. You both promised to keep your hands to yourself and somehow you were mostly successful. Only sharing a few soft kisses here and there while the hot warm ran over you both, washing away the evidence of your morning.

You clung to her in the shower, Alexia should have anticipated this, you always were a bit more clingy after sex. So she let you cling to her like a little koala in the shower and she tried to wash your hair for you as best as she could with such limited movement.

Eventually you both parted ways, you had a towel wrapped around your body while you sat at your vanity carefully picking out what make up you wanted to use. Picking out the right shade of blush and eyeshadow that would contrast perfectly against your dress.

Alexia had disappeared downstairs, not before throwing on some random clothes she found quickly in her dresser. Completely mismatched clothing but she was focused on getting downstairs and back on track while you were preoccupied. She rushed around downstairs and you could hear movement down there but you didn't emerge from your bedroom until you were completely ready.

She knew you well and knew exactly how long you would take to get ready, having planned everything perfectly. And when you did emerge downstairs, still fastening an earring, the apartment was now strangely quiet.

'Ale?' You called out, but no answer.

Your face scrunched in confusion when you saw half the flowers had left your apartment and now instead a pathway made of petals scattered across the floor from the bottom of the stairs to the door leading out to the balcony.

The door to the balcony was slightly open, just enough for you to slip through, but the windows were blocked out. Alexia wasn't risking you seeing anything not until you were stepping out onto the balcony.

Making your way to the balcony door, your lips parted in surprise. The balcony looked nothing like it had an hour ago. Your eyes scanned over everything. Over all the little details and how carefully placed everything was.

The linen tablecloth that now covered your outdoor table, danced gently in the warm Barcelona breeze. There were some small candles that sat unlit on top next to two wine glasses beside two perfectly plated bowls of your favourite pasta beside the fruit you'd attempted to eat earlier and some fresh bread.

You noticed the bowls the pasta sat in, you and Alexia had made them on a pottery date. Yours had little pink bows around the outside and Alexia's was blaugrana stripes with both your initials beside a little heart.

Alexia always remembered how you claimed they were now your very special bowls and could only be used on special occasions. Expect maybe you stretched what considered a special occasion and ice cream while cuddling on your couch watching movies in the off season also counted as a special occasion.

The flowers that had been inside were now delicately placed around your balcony, some fairy lights hung across the top, you could see the slight flicker to them despite the sun blazing down against your balcony.

At the end of the balcony, framed by your favourite flowers in an arch, Alexia stood there. You had no idea when she got dressed into the dress she was wearing, not remembering her coming back up the stairs at all.

But Alexia was always a few steps ahead of you, she'd prepared what she would need to get ready into one of your guest rooms downstairs. She managed to cook an entire meal, set up the balcony and get dressed, looking so stunningly flawless in the same amount of time it took you to just do your make up.

Alexia's fingers played with the edge of the black lace that sat against her thighs, 'Why do you look nervous?'

She laughed out once through her nose, 'I wasn't until you asked me that,' Both of you knew that was a lie. As composed as Alexia could be sometimes, she still had some obvious tells and her fidgeting was a big one.

You stepped outside, slowly making your way towards your girlfriend while still looking at everything, 'Amor, it's so beautiful,' You were genuinely almost lost for words, you couldn't describe how your heart felt like it was beating out of your chest at the sight of her, 'You are so beautiful,'

Alexia pouted, 'You stole my line,' You laughed and kissed her pout once you were close enough. Alexia smiled against your lips, grabbing your hand gently, her fingers lacing with yours, 'I want your birthday to be special,'

'As long as I'm with you, it always is,' You whispered against her lips before Alexia reluctantly pulled away.

She took half a step back but didn't drop your hand, 'You know,' She started, her voice suddenly soft and a little shy. Lifting your hand so she could press a kiss to the inside of your wrist, then pressing your hand against her cheek to ground herself before she continued.

'I've spent so many years playing football matches, planing every little thing out in my head before it even happens. I've played finals in front of ninety thousand people, accepted individual awards…' She dropped both your hands down in front of you, her thumb brushing over your knuckles. She took a deep breath, slightly shaky, 'But I've never been this scared,'

Alexia's soft gaze took you in, standing in front of her, the sunlight reflecting golden flecks in your eyes and she'd never been more sure that you are the one she wants to spend more summers with. The one she wants to have late night talks out on the balcony when the only light illuminating your faces is that of the moon hanging in the sky above you.

You were the one Alexia wanted to spend more days with, days that could never be boring even if you just laid together on the couch all day doing nothing. She wanted those days of nothing if they were with you.

'Alexia…' Your smile softened the longer you held her gaze. Admiration filled your eyes and it made your cheeks feel impossibly warm.

It was one thing feeling small under her gaze whenever her eyes raked over your body in various states of undress. But it was a completely other thing when she looked at you like you were the only thing worth remembering in this world.

'Nothing else mattered if it went wrong, there would always be another season and another chance. But if this goes wrong…' She whispered and then silence settled between you.

'Oh Ale,' Your free hand cupped her cheek, she leaned into it closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, 'It won't,'

'You don't know what I'm about to say,' Her voice was incredibly small and your heart squeezed at how vulnerable Alexia sounded. It wasn't often this Alexia made an appearance but you were one of the only ones who got her extremely vulnerable state. The one she trusted enough with her like this.

She could take you apart like she did just earlier today, but when she looked so small standing there in front of you, you helped hold her together in moments like this, 'I might have an idea,'

Alexia laughed softly, shaking her head, 'You make it impossible to surprise you,'

'Not fair, I've been surprised all day,' You protested, 'Especially when our apartment looked like you'd changed careers overnight,'

You smiled at each other, the laughter dying down into something softer. Alexia inhaled slowly, dropping your hand and reaching over towards the table. Your eyes followed her as she picked up a small ring box that had been sitting next to her bowl of pasta.

Your lips pressed together, how did you miss that? You were so caught up on the bowls she was using that you missed the most obvious placement of the ring box she could have put it.

Her fingers traced over the soft velvet that outlined the box, twisting it in her hands. Stepping towards you again but keeping a little distance so she had enough room. Slowly Alexia got down onto one knee.

Though you are slightly embarrassed to admit that your first thought went to worrying about her knees. Especially after the season she just had, finally reaching her new peak once again. But that thought left your head as quickly as it entered and instead your hand flew over your mouth.

'I know birthdays are supposed to be about celebrating the year that's passed,' Alexia's voice shook despite every attempt to steady it, 'But every birthday I spend with you makes me think about all the years that I still want,'

Your eyes filled before she even had a chance to open the box, holding the ring up towards you. It sparkled in the light, mesmerising, 'I don't care where football takes us, whether it's here in Barcelona, or London or if we are suddenly eighty years old arguing over who could still score past the other,' You let out a little laugh, your tears of happiness already wetting your cheeks before Alexia has even asked the question.

You were trying to control your breathing while Alexia still talked, 'I just,' Her own eyes glistening, almost matching yours, 'I just want every birthday with you, every terrible day, every ordinary Tuesday…I want every day with you…forever,'

Alexia looked up at you properly meeting your eyes, she had such a hopeful look in them, 'Will you marry me?'

You stared at Alexia for approximately half a second before blurting out a yes. So fast it caught you both off guard and made you both laugh a little.

'Wow, so fast, so eager,' Alexia's smile turned into something a little smug, both of you laughing though glistening eyes.

'Well did you want me to think about it?' The truth is you have been thinking about this moment maybe just as long as Alexia had.

You thought about it whenever she fell asleep with her head against your chest after a long day. You thought about it whenever you saw how sweet she was with kids and you had been preparing a future in your head for so long now. A future that Alexia was very much present in for you.

'No,' Alexia scratched the back of her neck, a sly smile on her lips.

'Good because absolutely yes,' The moment that word left your lips again, neither of you remembered how to breathe.

Alexia barely had the time to slide the ring onto your finger before you were falling into her, your arms wrapping tightly around her neck as she caught you effortlessly. The force of it knocked the two of you sideways, laughing through the tears as you collapsed onto the balcony floor in a tangle of limbs.

Alexia cupped your face with trembling hands, searching your eyes for something she wasn't even sure what she was looking for she just needed a moment to ground herself before pressing her lips against yours.

It wasn't rushed or desperate but instead full of relief, and of every silent hope she'd being carrying for months while planning the proposal.

Your tears hadn't quite stopped, Alexia's had started falling the minute she saw the ring sitting on your finger. Leaving the faint taste of salt on your lips each time you smiled into yet another kiss. Every time you pulled apart, it was only far enough to look at each other before being drawn back together again.

And when you finally pulled apart, resting your forehead against hers. You brushed a tear away from beneath her eye with your thumb, only for another to escape moments later. Alexia mirrored the gesture, cradling your face like she was afraid this moment would disappear if she let go.

Around you, the flowers swayed gently in the warm afternoon breeze the table she'd so carefully prepared had been forgotten about for the time being. Lunch could wait.

In this moment, nothing existed beyond you and Alexia being wrapped up together on the balcony. Nothing mattered beyond the sunlight warming your skin and the woman beneath you who kept looking at you like she'd just been handed the entire world.

'My fiancée,' Alexia murmured, the word making her smile widen so much she thought her face would split in two.

Your own smile was no better, you couldn't stop grinning your cheeks hurt, 'Say it again,' Your face was so incredibly close to hers she could feel your words against her lips.

Alexia whispered slightly softer this time, 'My fiancée,'

You kissed her before she could say anything else, smiling so hard, both you still tasting the mix of tears and happiness as the reality of this afternoon slowly settled around you. Neither of you hurried to move, quite content to let forever begin exactly where you are.

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