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Realistic or Modern Fate's Flame

She placed a soft kiss over his heart through his clothes. "All I need to be happy is your love," she said softly before reaching up and kissing his lips. Moving her hands up his chest, she ran them through his hair and closed her eyes as she continued to kiss him.
 
Marcus melted in the kiss, the movements of his lips going slow but gaining speed. He loved the way she would just surprise him with a kiss and run a hand his curls while kissing him. His hands resting on waist, he pulled her on top of him while he laid there on the bed. What he didn't expect is his stomach to grumble claiming for food. He giggled in the kiss realising it.
 
Ana giggled softly. "You should eat," she said gently as she moved off of him and straightened her skirt. Honestly she had been enjoying where the kiss had been going but she knew they needed to stop. Over the last few months their behavior had grown more and more familiar and bold but she felt safe around him.


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Marcus straighten his shirt back and looked at her still feeling the heat of the kiss, '' Yeah I should...Let's eat together then since Im here.'' he suggested with a tint of pink coloring his cheek and nose.
 
Anastasia beamed up at him, smiling from ear to ear. "Yeah, we should," she agreed, moving closer and placing a short kiss on his lips. "What do you wabt to eat?" She asked, looking up at him with no trace of the sadness that had hurt her so much.


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'' Hum.... How about bacon and bread with cheese. Yes lots of cheese. I love cheese. and if you have eggs and fruit, it would make me extra happy.'' Marcus said putting his finger on his chin thinking and giggling. He wasn't expecting the extravagant food that he had back home but he was sure it would be simply delicious just because she fixed it and he will be eating for the first time with her like a married couple.
 
She giggled. "That I can do," she said softly with a smile. Moving towards the door, she paused and turned back. "May I steal one last kiss first? I may not be able to give you another today," she said softly.


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Marcus stood up and kissed her lips like it was the last time they were going to see each other. It was almost in a dramatic way that he did it, '' Oh my fair lady, I will miss those soft lips.. Bleur..I'm not as good as Valeria at this stuff.'' he said as he ran a hand in his curls and stole another kiss from her. '' Where should I wait? I stay here or do I risk an adventure to go through your house and avoid your sleeping father?'' he asked wiggling his eyebrows playfully.
 
She kissed him back with equal passion and exitement before taking his hand in hers and holding it. "you can come with me. Papa won't be up for a while yet," she said as she led him to the kitchen and began to make him some food.


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Marcus looked at her cook for him while he sat on a chair. His elbows on the table and his head resting in his palms. He was always taught to never touch and never do a woman's job or servant in his case. He never felt it like they did because they loved but simply because they had to. That's why he never particularly acknowledge their work except for rare occasions. He found the lifestyle that she lead far more amusing than his honestly. He stood up from his chair changing place looking at her curious as to how she was cooking the meat or how she even managed to multi task. He wanted to try it out but refrained himself since he didn't really know how and didn't want to make a fool out of himself.
 
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Anastasia cooked all the food up quickly and served it on the table with a smile. She kissed his cheek as she passed, trying to avoid thinking to much about the fact that she was cooking for him. But even the underline idea of it was exciting to her. "Eat up," she said softly with a sweet smile as she sat beside him at the table.
 
The smell of different aromas filled his nose as he watched her place the plate in front of him. It looked delicious and he was sure it would be as tasty as it looked. Obviously, his back was straight and his demeanor screamed royalty and education. He glanced at his side and saw that she didn't have anything in front of her. Not wanting to be rude, he took a bit of the food and felt like he was in heaven. The food technically tasted the same but since she cooked it for him, it made in shriver in pleasure. '' It's the best meal I'll ever eat.'' he said out loud with wide eyes continuing to eat the plate loving everything from it. He then pushed the plate a bit towards her, '' You know, it was something to enjoy this plate solemly bu it's taste but it would really trill me sharing it with the one I love most.''
 
"Thank you," she said sincerly, smiling at him brightly as she tucked a strand of dark hair behind one ear. "But I ate this morning," she said with a laugh, but took a mall piece of food so she didn't seem rude. She bit into it slowly and smiled, chewing slowly as she watched him eat. There was something about watching him eat the food she'd prepared that made her heart expand. This was the life she wanted. The two of them together where she could look after him, where they would eat their meals together and sleep next to one another at night. She didn't care about his throne or his money, she would be perfectly content with just him. Swallowing she smiled at him brightly again, trying to express her love for him through her eyes.
 
Marcus nodded in understanding and continued eating the food. He was honestly very hungry from all the running and searching Decemus. He hadn't eaten anything since going to the Tavern. He stormed out of his house right after briefly staying at the Dining Room and rushing to eat very few. Once he finished he looked at her, '' Yup, definitely the best. I can see myself enjoying this food for the rest of my life.'' he said looking up imagining a future with her as a wife. He didn't care if she heard him being completely honest and literally day dreaming about her being his wife.
 
Anastasia blushed and giggled at the compliment. "Well that's good news," she said slightly teasing him as her cheeks turned a darker pink. "I'd hate to think you had to eat horrible cooking," she continued with a sweet voice. "Do you really think you could eat it for the rest of your life?" she asked nervously playing with the skirt of her dress. She wasn't really asking if he could eat it but more if he really did believe that they could spend the rest of their lives together.
 
Valeria was wading her sandal-clad feet in the seawater, sitting upon a rock while the ocean waves gently washed up against her feet. She had been eating pomegranate seeds and sipping her wine, feeling pretty merry. Popping the last of the sweet seeds into her mouth, she leaned back to sip some more wine.


"Empty?" She shook the flask above her mouth, only a few drops falling upon her lips. She licked her lips and put the flask in her bag that she had strapped across her chest. "Then my little outing has come to an end, I suppose."


Valeria looked up at the sky, putting a hand over her eyes to shield from the bright sun with a sigh. She dragged her feet up and onto the rock. Slowly she got up and made her way back to the beach on the path of rocks, though she almost fell in a couple of times from her wobbly legs. Once on the shore, she walked up the beach and started to make her way back.
 
Marcus smiled and grabbed one of her hand looking at her lovingly, '' Definitely, I wouldn't mind eating the same thing everyday for the rest of my life if it's you who makes it.'' he said intertwining his fingers with her. He leaned forward brushing there nose together giggling, '' This feeling when I'm around you can never fade. It was fate meeting you so early in my life, you're my strength and determination, and this burning flame will not cease to exist even with time.'' he simply said. He heard cracking noise but didn't pay attention to it too cut up at the moment. It could've been the wind or anything.
 
Ana kissed his lips, her eyelashes fluttering shut. "I feel the same," she whispered in between small kisses. "It's like you complete me and without you I'm completely lost," she confessed, pressing her forehead to his. She ran her hand over his cheek and smiled. "I love you Marcus."
 
As Valeria walked up the dirt road with an occasional stumble, she had a conversation with herself. "Oh, I wonder where everyone is this fine day. Hmm..." She waved a hand around with a giggle. "Tony is presumably being a recluse somewhere. Decimius is no doubt suffering from an infection since he is far too ignorant to treat that wound in his mouth...." The tone in her voice became more bitter as she spoke, her shoulders squaring up. "... Marcus is most likely having his way with dearest Anastasia..." A wry smile came across her lips as she carried herself more lightly again. "His father surely will not have any of it if he finds out his son is wooing some village girl! Oh no, he certainly will not have it! He would most likely disown him and father another son, a more suitable heir for the throne..."
 
Marcus grew redder with every words she said and the heat around me increased drastically. Not by embarrassment or shyness, he was far from being shy in fact, but simply because she made him feel so loved and so wanted that it was impossible not too blush widely. He could sense it with every kiss, every touch. He kissed her back all the time with equal love. He softly pressed his hand on the hand that ran on his cheek, '' I love you Anastasia.'' he said softly feeling like his heart was being tied tightly and he leaned in for a long loving and passionate kiss.
 
Anastasia kissed him back moving her hands into his hair. Eventually though, she knew she had to stop. With a sigh she pulled back. "We should probably go before my father wakes up," she said softly. "I'd hate to get you in trouble. Would you perhaps like to go for a walk?"
 
"However, I certainly cannot deliver the message to his father in my inebriated state. Oh, no!" She laughed. "His father certainly would throw me out onto the streets with haste or worse..." She shuddered. "... He would put me on a pedestal in the center of Pompeii, wearing nothing but men's clothing, and label me as a prostitute. The public ridicule, the shame. We cannot have that!"


Valeria's sight wandered to the corner of her eye as she walked up the hill. Something caught her eyes and she stopped, turning her head to the direction. There was a small hut hidden amongst the trees of the cliff, a light coming from inside. If it wasn't for the light, she would have completely bypassed it.


"Is that the rumored...?"
 
Marcus panted lightly, he honestly was to caught up in the mood before she brought up the possibility of her father waking up. He looked at the ground, he didn't want to be a secret..he wanted to love her in between closed doors and show it when they were in public. Marcus glanced at her and took intertwined his fingers with her.. '' Yeah..a walk would be good.'' he simply said
 
She smiled sweetly up at him and stood, squeezing his hand lightly. She led him to the door, pausing for a moment to see if he would drop her hand before pulling the hood of her dark green cloak up over her head and opening the door.
 
Valeria looked up and down the hill to make sure no one was in sight before she walked over to the hidden hut. Her heart beat hard against her chest with every step she took. She stopped in front of the door for a moment and then gently knocked. "Hello...?" There wasn't an answer so she opened the door a bit and peered in.


Her eyes widened at what she saw, and luckily, there was no one inside. She entered cautiously and looked about the one-roomed hut. There were bones of animals and perhaps of humans as well lined up on the walls, as well as herbs and strange wooden trinkets and the sort. In the center of the room, there was a bubbling cauldron. She took a step closer to the cauldron and inspected it. It leaked a very putrid and vile stench and whatever was inside boiled a very dark green substance. "Is this the home of the rumored sorceress...?"


The atmosphere in this hut suddenly turned very cold and though she felt uncomfortable the moment she stepped foot in the hut, she felt like she was going to vomit all over the place. She also thought she heard a cackle, but she hoped it was but a trick of the wind. Without another second gone to waste, she quickly exited, making sure to close the door behind her before scrambling back to the road and up the hill.
 
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