Pictorial
1000 Words
Claire’s POV
Claire is currently wearing a sophisticated white dress that’s hugging her body and flows down her legs
It has a low V-neck line paired with a half-centimeter strap.
She looked at herself and saw that that was her dream wedding dress.
The woman who assisted them a while ago asked her about he preference, and she described it to her.
She tried on one dress a while ago but disliked it because it was too daring.
And now, the neckline, the strap, and the dress suited her preference well.
“I—I love it!” Claire said out loud.
“Yes, Ma’am, it feels like the dress has already found its owner.”
She looked at herself. She didn’t know that she would be able to wear her dream dress on her wedding day.
“Do you want to show to your future husband yourself, Ma’am?” The woman who accompanied her said.
And that’s the time she remembered what she was doing there.
Vladimir.
She was about to say no, but she knew that Vladimir had been waiting for her outside.
“Okay,”
Claire waited and expected Vladimir's reaction, but when they opened the cover, Vladimir was nowhere to be seen.
She felt so disappointed.
He didn’t even bother waiting.
“I think Sir is not done changing yet, Ma’am,”
“Okay,”
She was about to go down from the flat when she heard Vladimir’s voice.
“Okay, I think it’s enough.”
And in a flash, she saw him standing in front of her.
Their eyes met.
She roamed her eyes all over his body.
He is wearing a three-piece suit. He looked at his neck and saw that he was not wearing a necktie or a bow tie.
Three buttons are open down.
Just like my dream man.
“How---” She stopped herself from asking him.
He really looks like the man in my dream.
She now looked at him in his eyes.
She saw admiration in his eyes.
She continued walking down, and she walked towards Vladimir.
They just stared at each other.
She was now in front of him when she spoke.
“Let’s go,”
“Excuse me, Ma’am and Sir, the photographer has arrived to take your wedding photos.”
“Okay,” Vladimir answered, still looking at her.
“Why do we have to take wedding photos?” Claire asked.
“It’s a must, Claire. Let’s go.”
Vladimir held her hand and gently pulled her.
She followed Vladimir, and they went to the back of the Boutique.
The moment Vladimir opened the door, she then saw the beautiful scenery.
They went outside.
Claire roamed her gaze.
She saw that all the things they needed for the pictorial were already there, the camera, the tripod, everything.
“We have already arranged the theme that you wanted, Sir.” The photographer said.
She saw Vladimir nod.
“Let’s start then,” Vladimir answered.
“Okay, Sir,”
“Claire, get ready.” He looked at his watch.
“We only have thirty minutes left for our wedding.”
She was dumbfounded.
All she ever asked was a simple wedding. She didn’t expect this kind of wedding at all.
Vladimir was still holding her hand when the photographer took a photo of them.
She looked at the photographer.
The photographer just smiled at her.
Claire and Vladimir are currently hugging each other, as per the photographer's command.
Their faces are one foot away from each other.
They were ready to have their pose taken when the photographer spoke.
“Closer, please.” The photographer said.
Claire did not move. She just waited for Vladimir to move.
“Closer,” The photographer repeated.
She looked at him, so did he, but still, they did not move.
“Closer, please, closer,”
She felt that she had to follow the photographer, so she moved, but she did not expect Vladimir also to move, so now their faces are now an inch away from each other.
She tensed.
Should I move back?
She was about to get back, but Vladimir suddenly held her face with his hand. She saw him descending his head towards her.
Her eyes widened.
She struggled, but he did not let her go.
Then his lips slowly kissed her forehead.
Then her left cheek.
Right cheek.
Chin.
He slowly moved back a little and looked at her eyes, then her lips, and looked back to her eyes.
After a while, he slowly moved his head closer to her.
Then, their lips met.
It was a very soft kiss.
Their lips just touched for a minute; then, he slowly let go of her lips.
After kissing her lips, he now touched both her waist and slowly turned her around.
A back hug!
He casually rested his head on her shoulder and hugged her tightly from the back.
He even rested his chin on her head.
The audacity of this guy! But I love it!
Vladimir led her to pose a sweet pose.
Then, an idea hit her.
“I want to try…ahm, never mind,” Claire said.
Vladimir looked at her.
“What do you want to try?”
“Nothing,”
“Tell me, let’s do it.”
She looked a the ground, and then she spoke.
“Come here.”
She took a cover and lay it on the ground.
She sat down and spread her legs, and then she called him.
“Come here!”
Vladimir walked towards.
He did not sit and just stood up in front of her.
“Sit,” He sat after what she said.
“Lay down on my lap.”
He was to stand up after gearing what she said, but she stopped him.
“Not so fast, Mister,”
She forced him to lay down and touched his face and hair.
“I’m not a dog, Misis,”
She laughed out loud because of what he said.
- Writer
