I pronounce you Man and Wife, you may change your spacebook status (completed)

[Faith Organa]

He had this overwhelming presence that wiped her mind of any need of food and turned it into a need for him. She couldn't help but lean back against him forgetting everything as his kisses warmed her blood while his hands held her firmly.

"ner runi, ner drahr" the words were soft luring and ripe with need. She turned and pulled into a deep kiss wrapping her arms tightly about him drowning in his presence and wanting more. There was no time for more than the promises of later.

They had to mingle, they had to dance, they had to eat and then they could love until the sun crested over the Juran Mountains. There was no more hiding anything from anyone they could each say now this is my riduur, this is my husband, my wife, my children.

Her hands filled with the dark masses the kiss sealed them together until neither could breath and both had to break away to keep from passing out. They sat forehead to forehead.

"Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum Draco Mhi solus tome, mhi solu dar'tome, mhi me'dinui an, mhi ba'juri verde"

[member="Draco Vereen"]

 

[Laira Darkhold]

Draco felt Faith wiggle in his lap and lean against his chest, spreading her warmth and love into his body. Her scent filled his nostrils, intoxicating him and filling his mind with thoughts and ideas for later. His hands held her softly, keeping her in place on his lap, letting her feel his comfort and his hold on her. She wriggled around on his lap, exciting him, teasing him as though there would be more, but they did not have that kind of time. They would later.

She turned to face him, and pulled him to her lips, wrapping her arms around his neck and holding him to her. Her hands rippled through his hair, running her fingers through his dark locks while she breathed him in, and took his breath from his lungs, as though his was the only air she could breathe. His hands held her waist just a little tighter as she kissed him until finally she pulled from him, just an inch, resting her forehead against his. She spoke and he kissed her lightly before responding.

"Ja ganar ner runi bal ner kar'ta oyar'u bal ratiin." His voice a deep whisper, teasing her ears with the timber in his voice. He kissed her again, filling himself with her spirit. He could feel their children moving slightly in her belly, a subtle kick to his abdomen. He held her for just a moment before common sense and what little self-restraint he had left kicked in. "Okay. We should make an appearance. Wave at them and then find a quiet place at the lake house." Draco grinned, but he knew they would be around for a little while before they pulled away from all the people. They would likely have to have a piece of cake, and at least one dance before their guests would let them leave.

[member="Faith Organa"]

 

[Faith Organa]

[member="Draco Vereen"]

And then like that there was no one left in the galaxy that could protest their marriage, they were bound by both ways of life, by laws and traditions. She smiled beyond happy now beyond reproach and so madly in love with him that she could see nothing beyond him.

Today he filled her world, had brought meaning back into it, and gave her wings to fly higher and achieve more. She stroked his cheek for just a moment, "You're really all mine now." All hers, course he had been all hers for months now practically since the moment the met. That was the way of things for her she knew her soul when she met it, Draco truly was the part of her soul.

She leaned down to kiss him soft then picked her head back up, "Yes we need to mingle and say hi, and eat, and cut cake, have you seen that monster of a cake it will feed the multitudes Draco. and then we can go to the Lake House, and then to Aldera to the cabin, or anywhere else we want for a couple of weeks."

Course she had heard that their honeymoon might turn into a good will tour of other planets. That might work ok, Alder and Alderaan needed to make friends with others. Course now what of Mandalore, but then was Draco of Mandalore now, or of Alderaan?

"I want to keep you to myself just a few minutes longer and then we can go..is that ok?" She winked at him.

 

[Laira Darkhold]

Draco breathed Faith in again, feeling her presence and that of their twins in her belly. They seemed to be infected by her elated mood, happily squirming, gentle movements from her belly he could feel. That made Draco happy knowing they were all together and all happy with their circumstances.

"I've been all yours for a long time, riduur." He whispered softly, letting the warmth of his breath brush her ear. If not for the knowledge they couldn't just hide out up here, they would have stayed, he knew it, he could feel her attraction through her flirtacious movements while she sat in his lap.

"Yes, you can keep me as long as you like, ner runi." Draco's voice was filled with his deep timber, his hands clutching her tightly, holding her close against his chest. As far as he was concerned, the war was over, peace was here and it was time for him to settle down with her and raise their children in the palace and in the cabin. Despite his warrior culture and upbringing, all he really looked forward to was settling down and living out the rest of his days with his family.

[member="Faith Organa"]

 

[Faith Organa]

Yes Faith wanted to stay here alone with him, she loved the warmth of his breath on her ear as her whispered softly the words they he knew touched her heart. Faith relaxed wishing she could just lean into his touch yet she made no move to leave. No not yet.

What word could she use to describe her husband, her riduur, passionate, fiery yes those did fit him and she thought of him often in just that way. It was the words that she couldn't utter, or share with anyone that made her blush. It was how he could fill her with such mindless pleasure that she couldn't find a voice to say anything, how watching him across the room deep in discussion ignited something in her that pooled warmth at the core of her being, and listening to him as pleasure rippled through him, yes those thoughts were for no one but her.

His kisses drove the thoughts from her mind all she wanted was to claim him as hers. The days apart had only reminded her of how much a part of her he was.
"I don't know how long I can be a polite princess, when all I can think about is your skin warm against mine." The twins chose that moment to remind her they were still there and they were still hungry.

She smiled at him longing building, as her body clenched at the memories of what it was his touch could do to her.

"Let's go mingle and be good before I lose my control and dive into some closet with you"

[member="Draco Vereen"]

 

[Laira Darkhold]

"I suppose we should." Draco said somberly, feigning disappointment that he had to share his time with her, but also somewhat regretful that they had to stop clinging to each other like this. Reluctantly, Draco let her go and helped her up, pinching her backside playfully as she stood up in front of him.

"I don't think a closet would work, I have a lot of pent up passion and emotion to pour into you when I get the chance, riduur." He kept saying the word, ensuring that she heard it, heard him say it after all this time together. That she knew he was excited about their new arrangements. After she was standing up, he rose out of the recliner as well, still reluctant, still anxious about when they could disappear and be alone for their time together.

"Alright, food for you first." He smiled, taking her hand and letting her guide him from the backroom they had been relaxing in to the common area where the Bridesmaids and Groomsmen waited for them, waiting for the wedding party to be announced and the Bride and Groom to make their way to the reception area. A few pictures got taken of the whole group, but Draco wouldn't let them all be stopped for very long. Faith had put off food for longer than he had wanted her to already and the twins were making their thoughts and desires known to her. He could feel them too, hungry, grumpy about it.

They would be making their way to the reception hall in short order where Faith could get her hands on some food and a piece of cake. "Eat up, you'll burn off a lot tonight."

[member="Faith Organa"]

 

[Faith Organa]

Their new arrangements, they were legally bound to one another. Otherwise nothing had truly changed least not in her mind. They would still sleep in the same bed, stay in the same homes they had during all this time, they'd still act the same, and talk the same except now she could add the name Vereen to hers, or he could add the name Organa to his.

Yeah they had not quite got all of that figured out yet. She had to keep Organa it identified her, in truth they called her Princess Faith, of House Organa. Draco was now Duke of the Apalis Coast House Organa at the coast with all of its lands now belonged to them.

The Vinerium particularly was theirs even though other members of the House could use it. The farmland around it finally rich in minerals and able to sustain the emerald grapes.
They finally emerged and their family and friends could finally talk to them, it was time to drink and eat till they were all tired.

Faith already had a plate in hand from Claire and Ana who were on the same wave length. Keep Faith in food, they offered one to [member="Draco Vereen"] as well .

Faith looked around at the nobles , Clans, and family present. She was pleased.

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[member="Anija Betna"] [member="Arrbi Betna"] all the little Betna's , [member="Ordo"] [member="Elijah Rekali"] [member="Marcello Matteo"] , [member="Alyesa Organa"] , [member="Willam Forlon"] [member="Jack Sparrow"]

 

[Laira Darkhold]

Names hadn't been something Draco had thought about. He had always assumed she would hyphenate so as to keep the Organa family name, he even assumed the children would hyphenate until they were older at least. They might decide to be Vereen or Organa, or both in the end, it just was something that Draco hadn't considered.

Draco helped Ana and Claire with plates and glasses for Faith, some non-alcoholic sparkling green juice for Faith, emerald wine for him. They were good at this and on top of things, ensuring that he was handed the right things to the right hands, that he didn't have to ask too many questions to make sure Faith had everything she needed or wanted.

Draco smiled at people, shook hands, received slaps on the back from some of the noblemen in attendance. He was ready for the event to be over and to snuggle up with Faith later tonight, but he was happy. He was pleased she got to have her royal wedding, that she got to have an event like this to look back on, to glance over photos and pictures, read letters from friends when she wanted to remember this time.

"Come on baby, sit and relax. Let them come to us. You could use some time off your feet." He whispered with a smile, keeping his hand in the small of her back.

[member="Faith Organa"]
[member="Anija Betna"] [member="Arrbi Betna"] @The rest of the Betnas, [member="Ordo"] [member="Alyesa Organa"]

 

[Faith Organa]

Sit and relax was that possible even now. She nodded to Draco doing as he asked her. She looked around at their guests it was a grand event wasn't it. She had hoped it appealed to the Mandalorians as much as it appealed to the Alderaanians. She smiled content.

She had everything right now, she couldn't ask for more. She truly needed nothing more.

With her marriage to Draco now cemented and the birth of the children on the horizon it was time to get back to the business of taking care of Alderaan and her citizens.

Embassies of good will were on his list, and then a few trade contracts. But that was later, right now she smiled at the man who made her terribly happy and fretted over her every movement and groan.

The night was growing longer and the cake would be cut in just moments. She saw Claire pacing, and Ana trying to get Claire to stop. They two had agonized over the event and it had paid off.

She'd have to give Claire and Ana something for their efforts. Again something for later.

She held onto Draco's hand possessive of her husband, her riduur, her consort, Knight Errant and lover. Life would never be completely boring with him.

"Ok." She walked where he guided his guidance gentle, his urging to sit was soft, she smiled yes he was everything she needed.

She brushed her skirts and sat down, "Draco have you gotten enough to eat, met everyone?"

Once they cut the cake, they could take a turn around the room and then leave silently.

[member="Draco Vereen"]

 

[Laira Darkhold]

"Oh yeah. I'm good." Draco whispered with a grin. He was pretty sure they were ready to leave quietly while the guests enjoyed the food and the drink he and Faith had provided for everyone. There was a table filled with small commemorative bottles of emerald wine produced at her family's winery.

Draco let her hang onto his hand and sat comfortably beside her, enjoying her possessiveness. They were still young, with modern medicine and their financial benefits, they weren't even close to middle aged. And with his use of the Force, Draco would remain in good physical condition for a while. Their children had the benefit of good genes and attractive parents, coming from a couple of nobility and leadership. They would want for little, and never go without during their childhood.

Draco was ready for that kind of life. He knew it wouldn't be all sitting on the back porch watching the sunset, but he had to believe they would sometimes, and they wouldn't just be retired. There was a planet that required their attention, his people that needed him to make decisions and lead them through dark times, but he looked forward to the quiet afternoons at home with just his family.

"I'm ready when you are riduur."

[member="Faith Organa"]