fluff prompt: rowaelin at the beach watching the sunset
The sun was beaming onto his already tanned skin, though he was protected by the ten layers of sunscreen his fiancé had been applying on his skin today.
They were sitting on a quiet part of the beach, somewhere where they could only faintly hear the voices and laugh from people down the crowded part of the beach.
Though the view was amazing, Rowan wasn’t focused on it at all. No, the sun-kissed woman laying between his legs, her bare back against his naked chest, had his entire attention in a grip. Her blonde hair was shinning with the last rays of sunshine, almost blinding him with their beauty.
Aelin’s eyes were looking far ahead of them, the sun disappearing slowly and reflecting onto the sea. Rowan couldn’t look away from her. Though it was at an awkward angle, but he wasn’t complaining. His fiancé was beautiful from every angle, no matter what she thought.
He wouldn’t tell her that, if only because he did want to live at least until his wedding day, but Aelin was not always right.
He leaned in to kiss her neck, the skin there still a little salty from when she swam into the sea earlier in the day. He had one protecting hand over her belly, barely swollen. Aelin was only four month along, and she was barely showing.
That had worried them, but their doctors were not as worried. It was normal, and their baby was perfectly healthy. So was their mother, and she was glowing.
Aelin sighed into the touch, her head falling to the side to let him more room to kiss. He chuckled against her skin, she was needy and greedy, just the way he loved her. She always wanted more of him, something he would never complain about.
"Are you not interested by the view?" she asked, her voice soft and silky. Alright, maybe he was the needy one who imagined tones in her voice.
"I am very interested in the view, why?"
She huffed a laugh, turning her head to catch his gaze, "You think I can’t feel you staring at me?"
He shrugged, "I am looking at the most perfect view in the world, I do not see the problem. Is there one, Fireheart?"
She blushed but hid it with a snort, "You’re such a flirt. You don’t need to charm me anymore, buzzard. I already agreed to marry you."
He rolled his eyes, an habit of hers he had caught on quickly. "That’s where you are wrong, baby. I will charm you every day for the rest of our life. Is that a problem for you?"
She pressed her lips together, keeping her smile for herself. Her gaze lowered for a second on his lips before she answered, "Absolutely not. Work your magic on me."
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