"Ok, you've got this, Eleanor" I say before taking a deep breath and checking myself in the mirror one last time before I leave the room.
After arriving at Declan's house and spending some time watching tv, it was time to get ready for dinner. It was time to put on the birthday dress.
I'm wearing almost no make up, and unlike when I was 18, my hair is up. The dress shows my shoulders, and Declan is always leaving kisses on them, even when they are covered. He also likes kissing my neck, so I'm hoping Roberta and Sophie are right, and seeing me like this will drive him crazy.
"Dec, are you ready?" I call from the corridor, trying to stay hidden not ruin the surprise.
"Ready and waiting for you!" he says from the living room.
"Ok. Here we go" I whisper to myself before walking in. "Happy early Christmas."
"Happy... holy mother of baby Jesus" Declan says when he sees me, his blue eyes wider than ever. "That's... You... Bloody hell, Eleanor."
"Do you like it?" I say, doing a slow twirl so he can see everything.
"I fucking love it. Is it... Is it the original one?"
"Sadly no, it isn't. My mum gave it away, but I found this one in Paris when the girls and I went to watch you play with England."
"Holy shit. It is... It is even better than I remembered. You look fucking stunning, Eleanor. Like... Wow."
"Then do you like your Christmas present?" I giggle.
"Best Christmas present ever. 100%."
"There is more, tho" I say, taking a step closer to him, his eyes still going up and down my body.
"More?" he gulps.
"Remember what you told me after visiting your youth club?"
"Oh... Oh!"
"Oh indeed" I giggle again.
"Should we skip dinner and go to my games room? I'm really hungry, but not of food" he says, smiling and looking at me in a way that sets my whole body on fire.
"That sounds like a wonderful idea, but" I say, stopping him just as he is about to lift me in the air and carry me upstairs. "I actually am hungry of food. I've been so nervous about today, about you liking the dress, that I've barely eaten."
"Yes, of course" he says. "Let's eat. We'll need the energy for what we will be doing later. Especially you, because dear Lord, Eleanor. You can't imagine all the things I want to do with you. To you."
"Am I driving you crazy?" I ask with a teasing smile.
"You are driving me insane."
"Then let's eat and don't waste our time."
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"Dec... Declan... Declan, wait a minute!" I giggle.
"If I wait a minute, I'm fucking you against that wall. Why did I choose to put my games room on the last floor of a house with a million stairs?"
"Maybe because you never thought about fucking someone on your pool table?"
"Yeah... It's definitely that. Next time any of the boys are around, I'll ask them to help me move it downstairs."
"Good. But now I need to pick something from my suitcase."
"Now? Really?"
"Yup. It's part of your present."
"Ok" he sighs.
"Wait for me upstairs, I promise I'll be quick" I say, kissing his cheek before running towards the room where I got ready.
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"How are we?" I ask when I walk into Declan's games room.
"Fucking hell, Eleanor."
"What?" I chuckle.
"Have I told you that you look bloody stunning tonight?"
"A few times, yes" I laugh.
"What are you hiding there?" he asks.
"Has Mason told you anything about what he and Roberta do when they aren't together?"
"Why does that matter now?"
"Answer me."
"They... facetime?" he shrugs.
"Yes, they do. And when they are in the mood to do what we want to do right now, but the other isn't available..."
"They... Wait. You know about the Polaroids?"
"Against my will, but I do, yes. That's why Roberta gifted me this" I say, showing him the camera I was hiding behind my back.
"No way" Declan laughs.
"She said that it will be a way to make our spicy night a bit spicier."
"It will definitely make it spicier. But are you sure you want to do it? If we lose one of those photos..."
"We won't. You have a barbecue outside, don't you?"
"I do, yes."
"Then we will burn them there tomorrow morning. Maybe take advantage of it and make ourselves some nice lunch."
"Ok. Should we start? I know I will never forget how gorgeous you look tonight, but a photo won't harm anyone" he says with a cheeky smile.
"There you go" I say, giving him the camera. "Do you want me to pose or something?"
"Show me what you've got" he says, making me laugh and taking the photo at that same moment. "Perfect."
"That's it?"
"Yep. I don't need anything else."
"Then it is my turn" I say, taking the camera. "Pose for me, Declan Rice. Look at me as if you are staring into my soul."
"That'll be easy" he replies, doing exactly what I've asked: staring into my soul and making me feel hotter than I already was. "We are keeping these."
"We definitely are" I say. "Now what?"
"Well... I promised you I was going to take that dress off you and then fuck you on the pool table. So that's what I'm going to do."
"Nothing else? What about... Fucking me against the pool table?" I ask, biting my lower lip.
"When I said fuck you on the table, I wasn't thinking about doing just one thing" he says, closing most of the space between us. "I was thinking about eating you out while you are lying on it completely naked, probably finger you too" he whispers, his hand slowly moving up and down my arm, making me feel goosebumps everywhere. Among other things. "Then I was thinking about fucking you while you still lay there. And, of course, I was also thinking about fucking you against it. That's what you wanted that day at the youth club, isn't it?"
"It is, yes" I whisper.
"Should we start with that? If we leave it for last, your knees may already be too weak and give up" he smirks.
"But are you sure you are gonna be able to do all that?" I ask with a mischievous smile.
"And more. Because I'm gonna fuck you, take photos of it, and once we are done here, I'm taking you to my room and make love to you until neither of us can take it anymore."
"I still don't believe you can do all that."
"Then I'll have to show you" he says before kissing me.
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"Good morning, your Royal Highness."
"Good morning, Declan Rice" I yawn.
"Did you sleep well? I heard you snoring."
"No, you didn't! I don't... Ouch!"
"Are you ok? What is it?"
"Moving hurts" I complain. "Everything hurts. It's like I just ran a marathon."
"What we did last night was a bit of a marathon, yes" he chuckles.
"Best marathon of my life. And best day of my life too."
"Really?" he asks, caressing my cheek.
"Really. I did not only get properly railed like Sophie would say..."
"Railed?" Declan laughs.
"Yes, railed. I got that, but I also got asked to be the girlfriend of the most amazing man I have ever met."
"The most amazing man you've ever met, uh?" he smirks.
"Indeed. He gifted me this" I say, slowly lifting my arm to show him the bracelet.
"That's a lovely gift" he says, holding my forearm while his thumb moves over the thin bracelet.
"It is. Though do you know what I liked the most about yesterday?"
"I don't, no."
"That he told me that he loves me."
"Because that's how he feels" Declan says, moving his fingers to interlace them with mine, taking our hands to his chest. To his heart. "I love you, Eleanor."
"I love you too, Dec... Ouch" I complain again when I move to kiss him.
"We need to do something about that soreness" he chuckles.
"We do, yes" I say, trying to laugh. But even that hurts.
"What if I run you a nice warm bath, uh? Would you like that?"
"With bubbles?"
"With bubbles. All the bubbles the lady wants."
"So I can sing that I'm forever blowing bubbles?"
"Yes, you can sing that" Declan laughs.
"Great" I smile. "And breakfast also sounds like a wonderful idea."
"Then I'll run you that bath, and while you are relaxing those beautiful muscles of yours in it and singing, I'll make you breakfast."
"You are boyfriend goals, Declan Rice" I giggle.
"Thank you very much, your Royal Highness" he says, kissing my forehead before leaving the bed, making me complain once again because one, I had to move and that hurts, and two, because I don't want him to leave my side. Not now, not ever.