AUTHOR'S NOTE: PLEASE READ!
Hey guys, I want to say a couple of things BEFORE any of you read this latest chapter. First of all, this chapter is not one I usually write, because I decided for the first half of this chapter, I was going to include a wedding night scene for Astrid and Sloane. This isn't my normal cup of tea when it comes to writing scenes, so if it comes off a little awkward, just know I did my best, and I might update it later on in the future. Adding on, if you're uncomfortable reading about sex, feel free to skip ahead, and I'll leave the 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟 after the scene is over so you can read the beginning of Episode 9.
And secondly, thank you so much for the 6.7K reads! It's insane to me that so many people decided to tune in and give my first LGBT+ story a chance. You guys are awesome! So, without further delay, I hope you enjoy!
Say you'll remember me, standing in a night dress
Staring at the sunset, babe
Stepping into the honeymoon suite of the Hotel Obsidian was like stepping into a fantasyland completely covered in palettes of cream white, deep reds, and soft and alluring pinks. The second Sloane and Astrid unlocked the double doors, greeted with freshly picked rose petals scattered over the white-marbled floor. Essential oil scents of lavender and passion fruit bubbled quietly in one corner of the room. "How did Luther manage to score us a room like this?" Sloane questioned, her jaw dropping in awe. "I have no idea..." Astrid trailed off.
Red lips and rosy cheeks, say you'll see me again
Even if it's just in your wildest dreams ah-ah
Wildest Dreams, ah-ah
Astrid slipped off her heels as she walked towards the heart-shaped bathtub, where it sat eagerly waiting for them to fill it with warm water and bubbles. It was perfect, absolutely perfect. Sloane's warm hands rested at Astrid's waist as she pulled her wife closer to her. "I still can't believe you're mine," Sloane whispered, her lips brushing against the nape of Astrid's neck. The Shadow Girl turned around as Sloane's warm smile and lovestruck eyes greeted her. As Astrid was about to respond, Sloane crashed her lips onto her wife's, her hands trailing up Astrid's torso, taking in every inch and curve of her beautiful bride. "God, you're so beautiful," Sloane spoke huskily.
I said, "No one has to know what we do,"
Her hands are in my hair, her clothes are in my room
And her voice is a familiar sound
"Nothing lasts forever," but this is getting good now
Astrid's hands wrapped around Sloane as the silky material of her wedding dress made contact with her palms. She longed to feel the loving touch and caress of her lover as their bodies intertwined and they savored every blissful moment. Every kiss, every touch led to this moment, and they were going to make the most of it. Astrid could feel Sloane's hands glide up her back and reach the zipper of her dress. "Let's take this off," Sloane smirked. Astrid nodded as she reached for Sloane's zipper, and despite their temptations to rip them off, both women were very slow and teasing as they pulled the zippers down, further stirring their desires.
She's so tall and beautiful as hell
She's so bad, but she does it so well
And when we've had our very last kiss
My last request is
Finally reaching the ends, Astrid shrugged off the shoulders, and her dress fell into a white puddle along with Sloane's silky garment, leaving them both in their black and white lingerie. "Shall we..." Astrid leaned in to kiss her wife. "...christen this bed?" "I thought you'd never ask," Sloane responded. Astrid's legs wrapped around Sloane's waist as the gravity girl led them to the matching bed. Astrid gasped as she fell back onto the mattress, her hands roaming Sloane's back as she reached for the clasping of her bra, unclipping it with sheer desperation. And as Astrid was about to reach for her own, Sloane grabbed her wrist.
Say you'll remember me, standing in a nice dress
Staring at the sunset, babe
"No, pretty baby. That's my job," Sloane tsked. "Now, sit up," Astrid complied, and Sloane fumbled, trying to pull off the lacey corset, fighting her way through the endless amount of ribbon as she untied and freed her wife from its clutches. "What am I going to do with you, Trid?" Sloane chuckled, finally pulling away the last scrap of ribbon, pulling it off, and adding it to the trail of clothes. Astrid laid her back against the soft white sheets, her body trembling with excitement as Sloane leaned down and took one of her nipples into her mouth, sucking gently. "Slo..." Astrid breathed out.
Red lips and rosy cheeks, say you'll see me again
Even if it's just in your wildest dreams ah-ah
Wildest Dreams, ah-ah
"Yes?" Sloane responded, still littering her body with kisses. "I need you closer," Astrid whispered. Without any hesitation, Sloane's slender fingers teased the waistband of Astrid's panties before pulling them off. "Look at you, so pretty and ready just for me," Sloane met Astrid's gaze before continuing her kisses down her body. Astrid parted her legs further, and the closer Sloane got to her sweetest spot, Astrid tried to bite back her moans for the sake of their siblings, but as Sloane finally made contact, Astrid's back arched, pushing Sloane deeper into her. "S-Sloane!" Astrid cried. She could feel Sloane's soft chuckles as she continued her increasingly rougher kisses, her nails digging into Astrid's hips the more she squirmed.
You'll see me in hindsight,
Tangled up with you all night, burning it down
Someday when you leave me, I'll bet these memories
Follow you around
Astrid swore she could hear her heartbeat ringing in her ears as pleasure ran through her veins as she felt that familiar knot form in her stomach. "Sloane, I'm gonna-" Astrid tightened her grip on the bedsheets, her thighs pushing and resting against the sides of Sloane's head. "Come on, sweetheart. Let go for me," Sloane cooed. And with one last pleasurable kiss, Astrid finally reached her peak, her cries of pleasure echoing throughout the honeymoon suite. Coming down from her high, Astrid watched with a tired smile as Sloane crawled on top of her, resting her head against Astrid's sweat-covered chest.
You'll see me in hindsight,
Tangled up with you all night, burning (Burning!) it (It!) down (Down!)
Someday, when you leave me, I'll bet these memories
Follow you around (Follow you around)
(Follow you around)
"I love you, Triddy," Sloane smiled as Astrid stroked her hair. "I love you, Sloane," She whispered, kissing the crown of her head. But as their wedding night seemed to end rather quickly, Astrid felt a tiny smirk form on her face. It was their last night together after all. It couldn't end like this. Not until they said so. "I think it's my turn now," Astrid whispered. Sloane's eyes widened with surprise as she lifted her head. And the moment she saw Astrid's mischievous smirk, she was immediately intrigued.
This was going to be one long night.
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The morning sunlight and the orange apocalypse hue peered through the sheer curtains of the honeymoon suite as Astrid and Sloane were sound asleep, their honeymoon bliss echoing in their minds. As the rays of light inched towards the bed, Astrid's eyes slowly fluttered open as she turned onto her side, greeted with the angelic face of her sleeping wife. "Morning, Mrs. Hargreeves," Astrid smiled, brushing a piece of hair from her face. Sloane grinned as she opened her eyes. "I could get used to that," she said, wrapping her arms around Astrid's back.
They lay in silence for a few moments, basking in the afterglow. "Last night was more than I could have ever imagined," Astrid said, making Sloane blush. "I'm glad I could make it special for you," Sloane replied, sweetly kissing her lips. Their kisses only continued as their wedding night flashed before their eyes. Even though the wedding was over, that didn't mean their fairytale had come to an end. "Hey, can I ask you a question?" Sloane reluctantly pulled away. "Hmm, is it a sexy question?" Astrid smirked. "Oh god, I hope not. Do you think we're being too harsh on Dad?" Sloane replied.
Astrid's face fell as she sat up in the bed, covering her torso with the sheets as Sloane also sat up, fearing she ruined the mood. "Trid, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have brought it up," She panicked, grabbing Astrid's shoulder. "Sloane, I had a complicated relationship with Reginald," Astrid reminded. "I know that. The way he treated you was disgusting," Sloane nodded. "Not only did he do that, but the Reggie I grew up with lied to me, used me and my siblings, and for years, I let him get away with it," Astrid sighed.
"This is a different Hargreeves. You need to give him a chance," Sloane rubbed her back. "Do I?" Astrid whined. "Look at how he spoke to you before the wedding. And I know he did his little speech, admitting and apologizing for what we went through, but one little speech doesn't undo years of trauma. I had to undergo years of therapy because of what he did," Though Sloane didn't admit it out loud, Astrid had a point. Granted, her experience with Reginald wasn't all peaches and cream either, but Sloane didn't have it nearly as bad since he was drugged up most of the time.
Before Astrid could open her mouth to reply, a knock came from the door, and Astrid and Sloane's eyes widened at who it could be. "There should be a robe in the closet right there," Astrid pointed to the far corner of the bedroom, and Sloane nodded appreciatively, while Astrid changed back into her clothes from before the wedding. As the knocking continued, Sloane hurriedly ran to answer it, and the moment she did, she saw it was Allison. "Sorry, I hope I'm not interrupting anything," Allison stated. "No, don't worry. Come on in," Sloane opened the door further and let Allison inside.
"Sorry about the mess," Sloane apologized as Allison looked down at the ground and the trail of clothes. "Oh, don't be. I've been there before," Allison shrugged it off. "I just wanted to come by and say I'm sorry. Okay? I've been a really shitty sister lately," Astrid turned away from the window, a bit surprised. Did somebody slip a nice potion into her drink last night? "You know, if you're handing out apologies, Viktor should be at the top of the list," Astrid spoke. "No, I know. I'm gonna get to him. I'm just working my way up," Allison assured.
"Okay..." Astrid spoke cautiously as suspicion of Allison's behavior crept in. How was she to know that Allison was really sorry? What if Allison was going to attack her when she least expected it? It happened before; it could certainly happen again. Or maybe she really was trying to turn over a new leaf on their last day of living. And the longer Astrid and her sister stood in the uncomfortable silence, Astrid decided to give Allison one last chance. "Well, I forgive you," Astrid cracked a smile, making Allison smile as well. "Kay. Oh, and Dad called a meeting at noon. Are you both going to come?" Allison questioned.
"Oh, I see. I see what this is," Astrid rolled her eyes. "Astrid, he has a plan," Allison looked confused at her sister's reaction. "And your point?" Astrid squinted. "A plan he thinks can save the universe," Allison added. "So, please come. Both of you," As Astrid was about to decline, Sloane told Allison they'd be there. And with a big smile and a thumbs up, Allison left the suite. Astrid slumped as she pressed her back against the wall, her gaze turning back to Sloane. "You know, I really wish you wouldn't have done that," Astrid spoke softly. "How does it hurt to hear what he has to say?" Sloane questioned.
"Ah, don't underestimate the damage that man can do to a family meeting," Astrid warned. "That's not the same man. And you aren't the same girl that you were," Sloane cupped Astrid's cheek. "You're my wife. And whatever you decide, I'll be by your side," Astrid wrapped her arms around Astrid's waist as they pressed their foreheads, their gentle breath caressing one another's faces. And while Astrid was still hesitant, she knew with Sloane standing at her side, they could get through anything and everything.
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The elevator dinged as Astrid and Sloane reached the lobby, dressed in more appropriate attire, and the second they walked towards the couches, they could see their siblings smiling and clapping for them. "There they are, the gorgeous newlyweds!" Lila gushed, hugging Astrid. "Thanks guys, and again, thank you so much for being there," Sloane smiled appreciatively. Astrid and Sloane took the empty spot right next to Luther, and with a knowing smirk, he turned as Astrid sat down. "So... did you two lovebirds have a nice night?" Luther whispered.
Astrid's cheeks blushed a deep pink at the memories, and she was too flustered to speak. "We did, Luther. Thanks for the keys," Sloane winked. "Like I said, anything for my little sister and her wifey," Luther smiled. "Woo! Five Yeah!" Klaus cheered, and they all turned back to the revolving doors, where they saw Reginald and Five walk towards the group. "That speech last night!" Diego chuckled. "Brought me to tears, you big old softie," Lila smirked. "I especially liked when you referred to us as a family 'bound by destiny and love," Viktor mentioned.
"Okay enough, that was the booze talking," Five rolled his eyes as he sat down. "In the light of day, you're all still deplorable," "And your day's about to get worse. The Norse had seven sleepers. The Blackfoot, seven stars. As a boy, I heard the legend of the Seven Bells," Reginald babbled. And immediately, we step back into the folklore lessons. Astrid fought back the urge to fall asleep right then and there. "All these stories are the same. The village is under threat by flood, by fire, by a night that never ends," Reginald continued. "A shaman brings his disciples to a sacred cave. He tells them if they can ring the seven magic bells, the village will be saved, and all will be restored just as it was,"
"Hey, Reggie? Can we get a little less Brothers Grimm and more "What the hell does this have to do with us?" Astrid interrupted. "Yeah, what's this point in all this?" Luther asked. "There is a truth to these myths. None of you can deny what's going on around us. All of existence will be gone by the end of the day, but whoever or whatever wove together space and time, they left a way to put things back together if the universe ever faced total annihilation. There is a portal in the universe. I built this hotel around it, and on the other side is the answer," Reginald explained.
"And we're supposed to, what? Just stroll in there, ring some bells, and fix this shit?" Luther questioned. "Sarcasm aside, you are mostly right. Except for the guardian. It's a force to be reckoned with," Reginald nodded. "Why would the builders of this "back door" need to have a guardian?" Viktor inquired. Sloane gasped as she had the answer to his question. "To protect it from people who want to use it for nefarious means!" She answered. Reginald nodded his head in confirmation. "So, it's gonna take all of us to defeat the thing protecting the bells," Allison spoke up. "You're actually buying this crap?" Five scoffed. "How is a guardian and bells any crazier than time-traveling briefcases and assassins with cartoon masks?" The Rumor remarked.
Five fell silent as Allison did have a point there. But he just rolled his eyes and continued looking forward. Ben didn't hesitate and stood next to Reginald's side, claiming he was in. Diego stood up as well. "I'm in, but I think some of us should stay back. Like Lila," Diego agreed. "Uh, or you can stay, and I can go," Lila retorted. "No. This is much bigger than all of us. Nobody can stay back," Allison shook her head. "You, my children, are all that stands between us and oblivion. Are we ready to go?" Reginald asked. "Well, I say we vote," Viktor suggested.
Ben scowled at him, saying this wasn't a democracy and that Reginald was calling the shots. "I'm with Viktor, we vote," Astrid agreed. "The world is ending, and you want to count hands?" Reginald gawked. "You're asking us to risk our lives. I think it's only fair you give us time to discuss it. Privately," Luther admitted. Reginald scoffed, and he looked like he was about to go into another one of his angry rants. But before he could blow his gasket, Luther calmly stated they would meet back in an hour. The Umbrellas nodded in agreement before they walked off in their own directions, feeling the giant weight of the decision on their shoulders.