A deliberate blend of metals, shades and tones because his woman is a fashionista and he wanted her to have something that went with everything. He also thought it was rather symbolic. Of course when he bought it, almost whimsically in late February, he had no idea their claim would be the final one of the Decree. Crazy how some things just work out.
[Box and note left in Ginny’s Dressing Room at the Venue]
My princess,
Our road to this day has not always been smooth but every moment with you, good or bad, is where I want to be. I want to hold your hand when the world is breaking your heart and rejoice with you when your dreams come true and your heart is overflowing. I want to laugh with you, cry with you, dance with you and dream with you.
I want all the journeys to be ours together.
I love you with all of my heart. Everything I am is for you - my woman, my submissive, my love.
Will was beyond excited. Today was finally the day. The last claim to satisfy the Decree. But that wasn't really what was on Will's mind. Degree or not, Ginny was his fantasy girl. A piece of him wondered if without it, if Ginny would ever have considered him. But that didn't matter either. He was sure of her love for him, as he was sure of his love for her. She was everything. His fantasy girl come to life in every way. She was smart, beautiful and funny. She was endlessly kind but also fiercely stubborn. As he looked over the scene before him, the flowers, the arch and the people watching. Friends and family had gathered to witness the event. But all had eyes only for the submissive.
Ginny was nervous in a way she'd never been before, but also happier than she'd ever felt in her entire life. She thought the happiest day of her life was when Will told her he loved her, but that happiness barely held a candle to how she felt now. She was practically jittering with excitement the entire time Posey and Diana helped her get ready, letting them do her makeup and curl and style her hair and help her with her gown. Will was everything to her, and nothing she'd ever expected. But maybe that's why he was so perfect. He was so unexpected. She'd never felt so loved or cared for by another person as she did by him. She'd never felt so important, and really, all she could do was hope that she could give him everything and more in return. But soon enough it was all ready and she needed to clear her head and focus, bouquet in hand and Dante meeting her in the doorway and she smiled, leaning up to kiss her father's cheek and wipe away a tear she saw clinging to the corner of his eyes as she nodded the okay for things to begin, letting the girls go first before letting out a long, slow breath and following out soon after, her eyes immediately seeking out Will at the end of the aisle.
Will was a little nervous but all of that faded as his eyes met hers. She looked incredible, with tendrils of curls falling and her beautiful gown. Damn ... as she approached, he whispered very quietly, "You look beautiful Ginny." He didn't notice anyone else. They could be the only ones in the room for all he knew in that moment.
Ginny had her arm looped through her dad's- something she was grateful for, because when she finally spotted Will at the end waiting for her, her heart skipped and she swore her knees felt a bit weak. This was really happening. She grinned so widely that she was surprised her lips didn't crack. She squeezed Dante's arm and leaned up to kiss his cheek once more before letting go, letting herself be passed off to Will and she just let out a soft little hum as he spoke, glancing down at herself, "Thank you. I was hoping you'd like it." She murmured softly, squeezing his hand before settling across from him and looking over to the Bishop as he began speaking.
Will 's nerves faded the minute her hand was in his. He felt assured and confident. "Dearly Beloved." The Bishop began, nice and slow, intonation from years of practice. "A thoughtful prayer began the service, a prayer of love and forgiveness and family unity. "Do you Ginevra Montague take this Man to be your Dominant, to have and to hold, from this day forward until death you do part?"
Ginny looked to the Bishop as he spoke but honestly, her eyes kept going to Will, lingering on him, unable to really look away. She needed to focus as he spoke directly to her then and she looked over, biting her lip as a grin threatened to break over her face even while her emotions started to swell up inside of herself. "I do." She breathed out, looking into Will's eyes as she said it, squeezing his hand gently.
Will grinned as she said the words, feeling a rush of pure happiness to the point where he almost felt lightheaded with it. The Bishop turned to him, "And do you Willard Capulet take this Woman to be your submissive, to have and to hold, from this day forward, until death you do part?" Will cleared his throat and replied softly, "I do." The Bishop nodded, "And do you have a symbol of your claim?" Will turned to his friend, Cas, who opened for him the box containing Ginny's collar. The Bishop took it and placed it on an offering plate. "Lord may you bless this symbol of devotion and love, may it remind these two precious souls every day of the commitment they have made before you and before each other. Will, you may take this collar and place it around your submissive's throat."
Ginny very nearly let out a little noise of excitement when she heard Will echo the words, her heart pounding in double time and she let out a shaky breath, needing to blink quickly a few times to send away any stray tears that threatened to spill over. Still, when the Bishop spoke again and Will turned, revealing her soon-to-be collar, she couldn't hold back her soft gasp. It was beautiful and intricate, the way the gold was wrapped into each other. It was perfect. And Will had bought this in February. When they'd only just started to date... She swallowed hard, her heart hammering and she moved, taking a little step forward and ducking her head down, baring her neck to her Dom.
Will nodded at the Bishop and picked up the collar again. It felt heavier now, as if the prayers said over it added weight to it. He placed it around her throat and managed to only fumble with the delicate clasp slightly before stepping back. It was even more beautiful on her than he imagined. And he imagined it a lot.
Ginny felt her breath catch in her throat as the collar wrapped around it, and once she felt the clasp secure around her neck it felt like some final puzzle piece of her life clicking into place. She couldn't stop the tears that again began prickling in the corners of her eyes as she lifted her head up and looked to Will again and she sniffled a bit, also unable to stop herself as her free hand reached up, brushing over the metal. She snapped out of it again as the Bishop spoke to her again and she nodded, turning behind herself to Diana to take the box with Will's cuff inside.
Will watched as the Bishop held up the offering plate again, waiting for Ginny to place whatever she got for him. He grinned when he saw it. However, he knew it would be awesome. Ginny had taste and she also had sense. It was perfect. Once again the Bishop offered prayers over the cuff and turned once again to his girl. "Ginevra, you may take this cuff and place it on your Dominant's wrist."
Ginny listened intently, nodding, and when given the okay she picked up the cuff and carefully undid the clasp. She smiled as she saw a peek of Will's tattoos under his suit, how the colors looked good together and she carefully secured it around his wrist, running her thumb over the skin softly before pulling her hand back and giving Will a smile.
Will felt it go on and although he often wore watches and other cuffs, this one felt completely different. It was real. All of it. A dream come to life. He had claimed Ginny Montague who would now be Ginny Capulet. His claim. The mother of his children to be. His life. The Bishop cleared his throat, which broke Will's reverie and he flushed a little pink. The Bishop proclaimed, "For all those gathered here, may I be the first to introduce you to our newest claimed pair and noteworthy, the reason the Decree of our late and much Honoured Prince Escalus has been satisfied. Will, you may now kiss your submissive and take her into the world." Will grinned and leaned forward to press a kiss to her soft lips as the crowd cheered, for many reasons.
Ginny felt her own face flush since she'd just been stuck staring at Will, but she heard the Bishop's words, the finality in them, and this time she couldn't hold back that quiet, excited little noise, how she bounced ever so slightly on the spot, and try as she might she couldn't stop the grin from overtaking her face, smiling even as she kissed him and she wrapped her arms around him for a moment, just hugging him as she broke the kiss. "We did it." She breathed out, grinning and kissing him again as everyone clapped and cheered.
Will laughed and hugged her close. "Yes we did." He kissed the tip of her nose and then her mouth again. "Come on my beautiful claimed submissive. Let's go take pictures so we can go and drink!" he teased with a laugh. He felt almost flushed and overwhelmingly happy. She was his. At last. He had inlaws who barely tolerated but hey, he'd take all of it as long he had her.
Ginny giggled lightly against his lips, kissing him once more before nodding. "Yes Sir. My Sir." She breathed out, practically floating as she wrapped her arm around his and walked with him back down the aisle, looking around at everyone there and just grinning at them, letting Will lead the way.
