Loving Submission

[a_libertine]

Theodore Charles nearly collapsed as his cock fired his seed into Ava, one torrential shot after another. He felt more than saw her collapse when he let go of her hair. Opening his eyes he looked down and saw her ass was pointing straight up. He swatted it almost affectionately as his flaccid member wetly plopped out of her depths.

He listened carefully and didn't hear Ava crying this time around. He rubbed her ass cheek a moment or two then said, "Get wine for you and a beer for me."

 

[wideeyedone]

Ava stretched like a cat and then slipped from the bed. She picked up her dressing gown and wrapped up in it before heading to the kitchen. The women were huddled together in the kitchen giggling like school girls.

"A stein of beer and a glass of wine, please." Ava snapped at them. She knew they were talking about the sounds coming from the master bed chamber. However, Ava was just relieved that he seemed pleased with her. Her forehead crinkled as she pondered the swats on the backside he had given her. He didn't seem angry or upset, he almost seemed playful with them. One of the maids fixed up a tray and handed it to her.

Ava carried it up the stairs, careful not to spill. When she entered the bed chamber, she shed her robe and carried the tray to him bare-skinned.

 

[a_libertine]

Theodore Charles sat in the wing backed chair before the fire place watching the flames after he had thrown on another piece of wood and stirred the flames up. He thought about how he wanted this marriage to be. His only conclusion was for it to be a reflection of who he was.

Not too difficult a task he mused.

He heard Ava returned and watched impassively as Ava returned with the mug of beer and glass of wine. His eyes flitted over her body as she walked over to him. He pointed to a spot to his left and on the thick rug, for her to stop at.

Grabbing his beer from Ava he glanced up and asked, "Do you have any siblings? "

 

[wideeyedone]

Ava took a sip of her wine. "I have three older brothers. My father was quite pleased to have a daughter, since he had already had three sons. He always said once he had an heir and a spare, that a daughter was welcome."

The last few times that Theodore Charles had been in the chair, she had been on her knees. So she settled back into that position, looking up at him, enjoying the warmth of the fire and the wine.

"Do you have children from your first marriage?" She asked softly, then sipping in another drink of wine.

 

[a_libertine]

Theodore Charles sat and arched an eyebrow almost approvingly when Ava knelt before him with her wine in her hand.

As she asked about having children he froze; a cloud of anguish darkening his face. For several moments he did not move as he remembered the last time he saw his wife alive, giving he life for a child that would kill he, and then pass on as well within a couple days.

Slowly his head shook, "No, she and the child both died with the birthing. "

He looked down at her and her Tony frame, "I hope you have better luck and grace than she."

 

[wideeyedone]

Ava scooted a little closer to Theodore Charles and placed her cheek against his thigh.

"I am sorry. I didn't mean to bring up painful memories. My mother had four healthy children with easy births and my brothers are good, strong soldiers, not runts like me."

She pressed soft kisses against his skin. "I am going to do my best to be a good wife for you." She kept her head on her thigh and closed her eyes, sighing contentedly.

 

[a_libertine]

Theodore Charles looked down at the crown of the head of his new wife. He face was pressed against his thigh and the warmth of her face against his leg was both comforting and disquieting at the same time.

The disquieting part caught him by surprise once he recognized it. He wasn't sure why and for a moment, maybe five, he thought about it. On some level he knew it had to do with his first wife. He wasn't sure why, but that was the crux of it.

His voice was quiet yet firm, "You have a tough path ahead of you, Gabrielle was nearly perfect."

He felt her head turn to look up at him, "It will be tough for both of us; in the end it may or may not work out."

 

[wideeyedone]

Ava had no words. She was a little chilled and perhaps a bit frightened by his words.
She did her best to nod and she bit the inside of her lip. She didn't want to say anything to upset Theodore Charles, she wanted to continue pleasing him.

Ava drained the rest of her wineglass.

 

[a_libertine]

Theodore Charles looked down at Ava as she quaffed her wine down in one chug.

His face formed a scowl and he softly reproached, "That is not lady like, Ava."

He took her wine glass and set it on the floor next to the chair with his stein. Turning to face her he leaned over and cupped her chin, turning her face toward him. "You will always act a lady, except in bed, and there you will be a slut of my making, understand?"

 

[wideeyedone]

Ava winced as Theodore Charles turned her chin to face him.

"Yes, Sir. My apologies." Ava whispered and lowered her eyes. "I will do as you ask."

 

[a_libertine]

Theodore Charles nodded as he let go of her chin. "Good, now go to bed, we have rounds to make tomorrow. I will be along shortly."

Theodore Charles stood and pulled his pants on. Grabbing the stein and glass he walked out of the bed chambers to refill his stein with beer. After filling it he headed back to his bed chambers, his mind running through the days events.

 

[wideeyedone]

Ava watched Theodore Charles leave. She got into bed, snuggling under the heavy covers. She wasn't used to sleeping in the nude, but her husband had made it clear that she was to be undressed in his bed chamber. She closed her eyes and did her best to get settled in.

The nosy maids were lingering on the stairs to see if they could hear any more salacious sounds floating down the hallway. They had to scatter when they heard the master of the house coming down the hallway.

 

[a_libertine]

Theodore Charles stepped into the room and watched his new wife in 'their' bed. 'Their' bed it had an odd feel to it. He hadn't shared a bed with a woman for more than a hour or two since Gabrielle died. Had he had his own way, Theodore Charles would have never remarried.

The war fucked that up for him; or more precisely, the poor family relations and their internal fight had done that. He pursed his lips considering the situation. A marriage shouldn't be a situation.

Yet...

He finished his beer, stripped then climbed in bed with her. He turned onto his side and closed his eyes.

 

[wideeyedone]

Ava fell asleep easily. She listened to his still, heavy breathing and drifted off. But sometime in the night, a storm rolled in. She awakened to the roll of thunder and the rattle of rain against the window panes. The room was dark and the fire was low. She was cold and afraid. She nestled closely to Theodore Charles. He was sprawled on his back, sound asleep.

Ava put her head on his chest and snuggled in tightly. She tugged the blankets up around her and hid her face against his warm skin.

 

[a_libertine]

Theodore Charles slept fitfully through the first part of the night. He felt a body snuggle up to him and murmured, "Gabby, " as he wrapped his arms around her without ever waking up.

He woke with the dawn his eyes flying open as he realized that the person next to him was not Gabrielle, but rather Ava. A heavy weight of despair threatened to crush him at that moment.

Pushing it aside he climbed out of bed and began dressing.

 

[wideeyedone]

Ava awakened when Theodore Charles moved from the bed. She sat up sleepily and watched him dress. He didn't even look her way. Ava slid from the bed and then rifled through her trunk to find a dress to wear. Theodore Charles left the room without a word.

She slipped into a chemise and dressing gown. She rung the bell on her dresser, summoning a maid to help her dress and fix her hair.

She looked in the mirror as she waited. She had heard him call for his first wife in his sleep. She had thought it was perhaps a dream, but he couldn't even look at her. Was she unpleasing? Had he been unwilling to marry her, forced by family alliances?

The maid arrived. She laced Ava into a hunter green dress that accentuated her small waist. She sat before the mirror and the maid began plaiting her hair into a crown. Ava winced as the maid tugged and twisted her hair. She finished her work with a green ribbon.

Ava went downstairs to make sure the cook was fixing a suitable breakfast for her husband.

 

[a_libertine]

Theodore Charles left the bedroom after dressing and headed down to the study where a fire was roaring merrily in the hearth. He stood next to it a moment warming his hands and watched the flames as they danced. Fire was a two edged sword he knew all to well. It could keep you warm or it could destroy you. There was no key in staying out of the way other than pray for rain, which happened too infrequently on the battlefields.

He heard the door open and glanced over his should and saw Ava entering. Not turning his head toward her, he said, "You failed me this morning, didn't you?"

 

[wideeyedone]

Ava had entered Theodore Charles's study skittishly. And then when he brought up her failure, she hung her head in shame.

"Yes, Sir. I was to awaken you in the way you asked. I am sorry. I was so comforted in your arms, that I was deep asleep. I will do better... I have checked with the cook and tasted her offerings. Your breakfast is ready." Ava's voice shook with emotion as she spoke.

She blinked hard, trying to ensure that she didn't cry. SHe didn't want him to think of her as a child. She bit the inside of her lip to keep it from wavering.

 

[a_libertine]

Theodore Charles nodded and followed Ava to the small dining room to eat. The breakfast laid out smelled good, sausage eggs and bread. The food itself was passable and he ate with neither zeal nor hesitantly; more like a machine.

His eyes were guarded as he glanced over at his wife. "We have three visits today, one to the burgomeister, one to the bishop and the dinner with you parents."

He finished the meal and looked at her, "Make sure to be ready for the day out."

 

[wideeyedone]

Ava watched Theodore Charles as he ate. She took a few bites of hers but she had no appetite. She did her best to look pleasant, but she could feel her cheeks getting red. She knew how to call on people, her mother had raised her to have good manners. She was wearing a pretty dress and her hair was well styled. Did he not think that she knew what to do?

"I will be ready for the day." Ava laid down her her knife and fork and sighed deeply. "Do you have any special instructions for me before we go?"

 

[a_libertine]

Theodore Charles looked at Ava and shook his head. "Think of this as an opportunity for you. "

He stood then left the room, more or less impatient to get the days visits out of the way. Of the visits the one to the bishop caused Theodore Charles the most angst. As an avowed follower of Luther, he had no dealings with the Roman Catholic Church and rather liked that separation from his life.

As the carriage arrived he helped Ava into the carriage and followed her in. Banging on the wall, "To the burgomeister. "

 

[wideeyedone]

Ava wrapped her heavy velvet cloak around her as the carriage rolled down the rough country road. The chill of winter hung in the air, but Ava was glad to see the familiar countryside through the window as they rode.

She wondered what life might be like when they moved to Theodore Charles's home. It was not far to the burgonmiester's home. His home was an imposing stone manor. He and his wife were on the steps to greet them. A servant must have alerted them to their arrival.

The burgonmiester and his wife were smiling broadly.

"Ava, you made such a pretty bride. Your parents were so proud." The gruff old man's voice boomed across the courtyard.

"You are too kind. This is my honored husband, Theodore Charles." Ava introduced him with a little bit of a curtsy.

 

[a_libertine]

Theodore Charles bowed formerly, "Herr Burgomeister, it is an honor to meet you."

After the exchange of pleasantries, Ava and Theodore Charles were ushered into the house where they shared a glass of warmed wine and chatted amicably amongst themselves about politics the war and economic matters. The burgomeister opened a line of conversation surrounding the trade between Heidelberg and Nuremberg. Theodore Charles begged off, his father handled most of the important matters of commerce. He was charged with conducting war on behalf of his father.

War was something that Theodore Charles excelled at. Something that his primal self embraced and sought out.

All things considered the visit went well and Theodore Charles braced himself for the next stop. Religion was not something Theodore Charles enjoyed nor looked forward to.

 

[wideeyedone]

Ava could feel the tension coming off of Theodore Charles's body as they rode toward the rectory. The bishop was a dear old man, she had known him her entire life.

It wasn't long before they were being ushered into the rectory. The fire was stoked and the room was hot and stuffy. Ava felt smothered in her cloak, dress, and all of her undergarments.

The bishop was glad to see them, and welcomed them with more mulled wine and tea and cookies. His housekeeper was known for being a great cook.

"Thank you for having us, Bishop. You are so gracious to have us in your home." Ava did her best to keep the conversation flowing, but it did little to ease the tension in the room.

 

[a_libertine]

Theodore Charles did his best to keep his mouth shut; he really did. But when the Bishop made a comment, "Glad that you were married within the mother Church."

Theodore Charles spun and commented, "The proper wedding will occur in Heidelberg."

The loud sputtering that ensued from the Bishop gave Theodore Charles all the reason he needed to walk out, saying, "I will be outside, you have five minutes."