Locked to wouldbeground. Post-marriage.

[magmaticflamberge]

How long had he wanted this?

Edmond's lifelong dream was now a band of gold around his finger, a small, round ruby encrusted on the smooth surface. Metal shining like sunshine, stone burning like lava. Nothing else could be such a glorious synthesis of both Team Magma's goals and what Edmond and Maxie shared.

He was now married to Mother Earth's only hope. The single most beautiful, brilliant and powerful man on the planet. For many years, nothing could stop Edmond's love for him, and now their bond was sacred, set in stone... Literally, he thought, moving his hand slightly to make the ruby on his wedding ring twinkle in the light.

For Maxie, he had given everything, and he was ready to give more, so much more. Together, they had smiled and loved. Up to now, they had been free. But now things had changed. And Edmond hoped that his husband understood that a bond was primarily that - a bond. A set of duties, beautifully mutual.

Sitting on a red velvet chair, before the fire he had just lit in the fireplace, Edmond let his thoughts drift. Had his first marriage failed because he had let his wife do whatever she wanted? Were they driven to divorce because Edmond hadn't been strict with her?

Well. He did not yet know exactly what mistake he had made then, but, whatever it was, he was determined not to make it now.

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[wouldbeground]

The silence was probably the thing Maxie needed most. He stopped yelling, the servants weren't really moving, and all Edmond was doing was rubbing his back. And some humming, but that was very relaxing.

And the sounds he were making were clear that Edmond was doing a damn good job on his back. He bit his lip a bit. "Lower... a little lower..."

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Edmond's humming stopped entirely, so he could better hear his husband's vocalizations. Even something so simple was like music to his ears, and he was happy to comply with his request, moving his hands a little lower along Maxie's spine.

Even if Edmond was trying to keep quiet, he could not help but feel... a certain presence within Maxie's body, once his hands were roughly at the height of Maxie's kidneys. And if there was somebody, of course, it was polite to greet, though Edmond's voice was a soft, intimate whisper near Maxie's ear.

"Hello, sweethearts! How are you doing today?"

[wouldbeground]

Maxie felt relaxed for the first time in months. He didn't have to worry about if the children would be fine, if he would be okay going into labor... he had to worry about nothing at all. He could focus on actually relaxing with his husband. Shutting his eyes and sighing lightly.

He only opened them again when Edmond decided to whisper in his ear. He blinked and looked around before looking down... ah yes, those sweethearts. He sighed again. "They're a little restless today... it's very hard to keep moving around with them both being so restless..."

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Edmond continues the massage lovingly, spreading warmth and softness everywhere his hands reach.

"It must be because they cannot wait to come out and see how beautiful you are."

As he leans closer to reach further down Maxie's back, he plants a kiss on the redhead's shoulder.

"I love you, Maxie."

[wouldbeground]

Maxie sighed heavily, drowning in his touch. This is something he really liked.

"...Maybe. I'd like it if they waited some more."

He leaned back, and sighed lightly.

"...I love you too, Edmond. Very very much."

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Edmond's heart soared with joy whenever Maxie declared his love to him. But he stopped himself before he could give his husband's body a firm squeeze - Maxie's body was a sacred shrine to be respected now. A temple to life. Instead, what Edmond did was plant another kiss at the base of Maxie's neck.

"Shall I move on to your feet, my love?" Edmond suggested, as he finalized the massage by brushing his hands all over Maxie's back with a much softer touch.

[wouldbeground]

This was how he liked Edmond. Not serving on his hands and knees... although he wouldn't mind that (especially Edmond in a butler outfit but now he was just getting crazy), but more subdued. His husband talking wasn't the issue... his husband talking loudly and freaking out was. He shivered at the kiss on the neck. That felt amazing.

"Mm..." He thought for a moment. "...Just a little bit more on the back. Five more minutes, Edmond?" Right now, he was soft. He was gentle. He wasn't shouting at everyone, and the entire mansion returned to peace and quiet.

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Some things were not to be expected from a nobleman, and for the Count to wear a butler outfit was normally one of those things that were absolutely never, ever going to happen. Unless, of course, Maxie asked for it. Because in Edmond's eyes, the redhead's words could literally move mountains.

"As you wish, my love." And as always, Edmond was happy to comply with Maxie's request, his bony, but large and warm hands lingering on the Magma Leader's back a few moments longer. He finished it all off with a feather-light touch.

[wouldbeground]

Maxie overrode everything Edmond said. If Edmond gave an order and then Maxie gave an order, the servants knew to follow Maxie's order. Edmond would never argue with what Maxie said or wanted. And Maxie didn't even plan something like that.

"Ah... that's so good." He rolled his neck back and forth. Sighing lightly, he leaned back against the seat, looking up to Edmond. "...Okay, now, you can do feet. But do back again soon."