Description
You looked down at your beautiful dress. It was a nice (f/c) and you had on a cloak on top. Today you planned to go out in the snow since it looked very beautiful. Ivan had to go out with you and stood outside waiting for you. He sighed looking at his fingernails and cleaning dirt out of them. Once you opened the door he turned to look at you surprise on his face. It lasted only a second as you looked up at him.
“Let’s go.” He walked ahead of you coat swishing as you sped up to keep up with him. He smirked and walked out you right behind. You gasped as you reached outside.
“Its so beautiful.” The snow fell lightly making the whole grounds look like a wonderland. The statues decorated in snow, trees frozen white and the beautiful fountain in the front frozen in time.
“You act like you’ve never seen snow.” Ivan looks at you.
“Only a few times,” you reach out to catch snowflakes and giggle as they melt in your hand.
You laugh running around playing in the snow like a child. It falls in your hair and all over your clothes and as you rush around Ivan watches smiling seeing you as an angel. You slogans fall over onto your side. He rushes over and looks at you laughing. He smiles as he sees you on your side and helps you up.
“Your such a child.” He chuckles.
“I know.” You giggle running away. He smiles and chases you as you hide. Scooping up snow you form a ball and peaking behind a tree throw it at him. He looks surprised and smirks going to the tree “Come out little birdie.”
You giggle and grab another just as he’s about to grab you you throw another snowball at him. You run away as hectares you and laugh as he tries to throw them at you, but misses. You both laugh running around and trip just as he’s close to you and he falls on top of you.
“Oh sorry Ivan.” You blush.
He doesn’t say anything as he looks at you. You under him blush on your face hair spread out. He could only imagine seeing you under him, no dress, a dark red blush as you moaned out his name, neck decorated in love bites the whole world knowing you were (y/n) Bragnisky, wife to Ivan Bragnisky.
“Are you okay?” you ask and he gets up quickly.
“Fine. Um let’s go and take a walk.”
You nod and get up. He takes your arm and loops it around his leading you to walk. You both walk around talking. You smile as the conversation is nothing in particular and random. Ivan was slightly cold to you, but did talk. You smiled finding out more about him and his sisters. He seemed to have trouble with them, but did love them. As you walked neither of you noticed the mud until it got hard to walk.
“Damn,” he mumbled “mud.”
“Uh oh.” You looked down and picked up your dress.
He sighs and picks you up “Hold onto me.”
You nod blushing holding onto him. You felt nervous he’d find you too heavy and tease you about it. He thought far from it and happy to have an excuse to feel you. Once you were out of the mud you asked him to set you down, but he didn’t.
“I have you.” He grumbled walking back to the palace. He walked in trekking mud and ignored the butlers and maids as he took you to the bathroom. “Take a bath here and meet me later.”
You nod and he closed the door leaving you alone. You stripped down and started bathing cleaning off the mud and washing your hair. Dipping your head in a nurse comes in with tour clothes and hangs it up before walking back out. Stepping out you wrap yourself in a fluffy white towel and pat yourself dry. Once you change you go back downstairs and find Ivan already clean and washed. He looks at you.
“We will have our dinner alone. In the library.”
You nod and follow him to the library where a full meal was set up. The fire was on and gave a nice warm glow. You sat on a plush sofa in front of the table Ivan next to you. You take a plate and serve yourself Ivan serving himself as well.
“So (y/n),” he takes a sip of Vodka “how many kids would you like?”
You choke on your food and cough drinking some milk “I’m sorry?”
“How many kids?” he asks easily.
“Um I’m not sure,” you blush looking away “a good few I suppose.”
He nods “Right. Hm you got the hips for it.” He smirks at your red face.
“Uh thank you.” You smile up at him as he chuckles. You talk though the whole meal and Ivan drinks a whole bottle of Vodka. You both laugh at random things and smile, Ivan chuckling and barely smiling. Once you yawned he smirked.
“Tired?” he smiles as you nod and picks you up. You don’t fight back as he carries you upstairs you already asleep leaning on his chest. Your parents and Ms. Bragnisky watch smiling as he carries you to your room. He shrugs off a maid who offers to change you. He looks through your closet and finds a nightdress. Sitting you up he undoes your dress and corset. He looks at you and for a moment can’t help, but caress you. You were a gorgeous oil painting that should be treasured only by one person truly loving you.
“I love you Princess.” He slips your dress on and tucks you in kissing your forehead softly before walking out. Thinking ‘My future wife. Yes.’