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TRIgGER WAR NING
TRIGGER WARNING
TRIGGER WARNING
R18 SCENE AHEAD
I REPEAT R18 SCENE AHEAD
R18 SCENE AHEAD
If you proceed to read, you are confirming that you are 18+ years old.
to be honest it's not too explicit, since I carefully just used flowery words and terms, and avoided being too explicit, I don't wanna be flagged or reported.
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Somewhere in France, A week after the Wedding
3rd Person POV
In the heart of a secluded cabin surrounded by the rolling hills of France, the atmosphere was charged with electricity as Robin and Rosalie stepped into the quiet space. Shadows from the moonlight danced across the wooden floors, and the soft crackle of the fireplace filled the room, amplifying the intimacy of the moment. The world outside ceased to exist as the newlyweds looked at each other, their eyes locked with a fire that seemed eternal.
Rosalie, resplendent in her timeless beauty, let her golden hair cascade over her shoulders like silk. Her golden eyes glowed, reflecting her passion and love for Robin. Robin, with her otherworldly featuresâlong, silvery-white hair, mesmerizing pink eyes, and alabaster skinâlooked equally radiant. She seemed almost too ethereal to be real. Both women were drawn to each other like magnets, their bond unbreakable, their love transcendent.
"Mrs. Cullen," Robin teased, her voice a melodic whisper that sent shivers down Rosalie's spine.
Rosalie smirked, stepping closer until their faces were mere inches apart. "Technically, it's Mrs. Cullen-Hale now," she murmured, her tone rich with amusement.
Robin tilted her head, her pink eyes glowing with mischief. "Guess we'll have to see who's in charge tonight, huh?"
Without warning, Rosalie grabbed Robin by the waist and effortlessly lifted her off the ground, pinning her against the cabin wall. The wood groaned in protest under the force, but neither cared. Robin laughed, her voice echoing like the chime of delicate bells, before leaning forward to press her lips against Rosalie's.
The kiss was slow at first, exploring and savoring every moment, but it quickly escalated into something more fervent. Rosalie's indestructible hands gripped Robin's waist tightlyâjust enough to elicit a gasp without causing harm. Robin, not one to be outdone, grabbed Rosalie's face, pulling her closer and deepening the kiss. The strength of their passion made the very air in the room vibrate.
As they moved to the large, plush bed in the center of the room, their superhuman strength and indestructibility began to show. Robin, with her hybrid durability, pushed Rosalie back onto the bed, the force causing the wooden frame to groan dangerously.
"You better hope this bed survives," Robin teased, her voice a low purr as she straddled Rosalie.
Rosalie laughed, the sound rich and full of life. "I'll buy a hundred more if it doesn't," she replied before flipping them effortlessly, pinning Robin beneath her.
The bed frame finally gave up, collapsing under their combined weight and passion. Both women froze for a moment, staring at the wreckage, before bursting into laughter.
"Guess you owe the cabin owner a new bed," Robin said between laughs.
"I'll write a check tomorrow," Rosalie replied, her golden eyes glowing with humor and desire.
Undeterred, they moved their passionate exploration to the thick, fur rug in front of the fireplace. The flickering flames cast golden shadows across their intertwined bodies. Rosalie's fingers traced along the lines of Robin's curves, memorizing every inch, while Robin's hands explored the marble-like perfection of Rosalie's skin.
"You're not as delicate as you look," Rosalie remarked, a smirk playing on her lips as Robin playfully nipped at her neck.
"Neither are you," Robin countered, her voice low and teasing.
Their playfulness turned into something deeper as their bond and love intertwined with their supernatural abilities. The room bore witness to their passionâpillows torn apart, furniture upended, and walls bearing the faintest cracks from where they'd gripped them too tightly. They didn't hold back; they couldn't. Their love was as raw and powerful as they were.
At one point, Robin tied Rosalie's hands above her head using the ribbon from her own wedding dress. "Now, Mrs. Cullen-Hale, let's see how you handle being on my terms," Robin teased, her pink eyes glowing mischievously.
Rosalie raised an eyebrow, her expression challenging despite being restrained. "You think that'll hold me?" she asked, testing the ribbon's strength.
Robin leaned in close, her breath hot against Rosalie's ear. "It's not about the ribbon, darling. It's about trust."
That statement shifted the mood slightly. The intensity of their physical connection softened, replaced by an overwhelming sense of love and devotion. Rosalie stopped testing the bonds and instead surrendered completely, letting Robin take the lead.
Hours passed, but it felt like mere moments to them. By the time they collapsed together on the ruined rug, the cabin looked like a small hurricane had swept through it. The bed was broken, the walls bore faint cracks, and the fireplace tools were scattered across the room. But neither of them cared.
Rosalie cradled Robin against her chest, running her fingers through her mate's silken hair. "Remind me to tip the cleaning crew," Rosalie joked, her voice warm and filled with laughter.
Robin chuckled, nuzzling closer. "You mean bribe them not to ask any questions?"
"Exactly."
The two lay there for a while, basking in the afterglow of their love and the warmth of the fire. It was a perfect moment, one they both knew they'd treasure for eternity.
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The morning sun spilled over the French countryside, casting a warm glow on the quaint, picturesque cabin nestled at the edge of the forest. The owner of the cabin, Madame Colette, a sprightly older woman with silver hair tied in a neat bun, stood on her porch, gazing thoughtfully at the cabin in the distance. She tapped her chin, her worry growing with each passing day.
"It's been four days," she muttered to herself, wiping her hands on her floral apron. "They haven't come out. Newlyweds, I understand, but even rabbits take breaks."
Madame Colette had seen her fair share of honeymooners over the years. This cabin was her pride and joy, a little retreat she offered to couples seeking solitude. She prided herself on respecting her guests' privacy, but four days without a single sighting or word? That was a bit much.
"They didn't even pack enough food," she sighed, eyeing the picnic basket she'd prepared. It was filled with fresh bread, cheese, fruit, and a bottle of wine. "Well, I suppose it wouldn't hurt to check on them. Just to make sure they're alive."
She adjusted her cardigan, grabbed the basket, and made her way down the winding path to the cabin.
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Inside the cabin, Robin and Rosalie were lounging on the disheveled remains of what had once been a pristine couch. The past few days had been... eventful. The kind of eventful that left furniture broken, walls cracked, and a faint haze of destruction and pheromones lingering in the air.
"I think we broke the bed beyond repair," Robin muttered, running a hand through her tousled white hair.
Rosalie, looking annoyingly perfect as always, smirked. "You broke the bed. I told you not to test your strength on that last jump."
Robin shot her a playful glare. "Oh, sure, blame me for your idea to use the kitchen counter as leverage."
Before their banter could escalate, there was a firm knock at the door. Both women froze, their supernatural hearing picking up the familiar heartbeat of Madame Colette.
"Oh no," Robin whispered, wide-eyed. "The landlady."
"Do you think she can smell... this?" Rosalie asked, gesturing vaguely to the air around them.
Robin sniffed and groaned. "It smells like a brothel in here. Of course, she'll notice!"
Another knock, louder this time. "Monsieur et Madame? Are you alright in there?"
Rosalie, ever the composed one, stood up and adjusted her slightly torn blouse. "We'll just have to act normal. She doesn't need to know."
Robin raised an eyebrow. "Rosie, there's a chair embedded in the wall."
Rosalie opened her mouth to reply but was cut off by the door creaking open. Madame Colette, holding her basket of goodies, stepped inside, her eyes widening at the scene before her.
"Oh, mon Dieu..."
The cabin was a disaster. The once-cozy living room was in shamblesâcushions scattered, a lamp tilted at an odd angle, and the aforementioned chair stuck in the wall. The faint scent of lavender candles was entirely overpowered by... something else.
Madame Colette blinked, her gaze shifting between the room and the two women standing awkwardly in the middle of the chaos.
"Uh... Bonjour, Madame Colette," Robin said, her cheeks turning an uncharacteristic shade of pink.
Rosalie, ever the diplomat, stepped forward. "We were just... redecorating!"
Madame Colette tilted her head, clearly unconvinced. "Redecorating? With what? A tornado?"
Robin scratched the back of her neck, trying to think of a plausible explanation. "We, uh, got a little carried away. You know how newlyweds are..."
Madame Colette raised an eyebrow, her expression shifting to one of understanding. "Ah, I see. Young love can be... vigorous."
Robin and Rosalie exchanged a glance. This was somehow more embarrassing than they'd anticipated.
"I brought some food," Madame Colette said, placing the basket on the one intact table. "I thought you might need it, considering you've been... busy."
"Thank you," Rosalie said, her tone polite but strained.
Madame Colette's gaze lingered on the shattered coffee table, then on Robin, whose shirt was inside out. "You know, I don't judge. My late husband and I were quite... passionate in our younger days. But I do hope you plan to fix this mess before you leave."
Robin coughed, her face now matching the color of a ripe tomato. "Of course! Absolutely. We'll have it good as new."
Madame Colette nodded, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Good. Because I'd hate for the next couple to think this cabin is haunted by... enthusiastic spirits."
Robin buried her face in her hands, muttering, "Kill me now."
Rosalie, on the other hand, couldn't help but laugh. "We promise, Madame Colette. It'll be perfect."
Satisfied, Madame Colette turned to leave but paused at the door. "One more thing," she said, looking back at them. "Maybe try the garden next time. It's less... destructible."
Robin groaned, and Rosalie laughed harder, her golden eyes sparkling with amusement.
As the door closed behind Madame Colette, Robin flopped onto the couchâor what was left of itâand let out a dramatic sigh.
"Well, that was mortifying."
Rosalie sat beside her, still grinning. "It could've been worse. At least she didn't call the police."
Robin shot her a look. "She practically called us wild animals."
Rosalie leaned in, her smile turning playful. "Maybe we are."
Robin couldn't help but laugh, her embarrassment fading. "Alright, but we really do need to fix this place up before we leave."
Rosalie nodded, taking Robin's hand in hers. "Agreed. But first, maybe a shower? Together. You know, for efficiency."
Robin rolled her eyes but stood up, pulling Rosalie along. "Fine. But no breaking the tiles this time."
As they disappeared into the bathroom, the cabin remained as it wasâproof of a love so passionate it could turn a quaint retreat into a battlefield. Madame Colette, meanwhile, was back at her house, sipping tea and chuckling to herself.
"Ah, young love," she murmured. "So destructive, yet so beautiful."
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AN: honeymoon... It's a bit more lighter and less graphic. Since setting aside the fact that I'm not good at writing it, I honestly am not sure about y'alls preference when it comes to these scenes.
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