A Semi-Romantic Weasley Escapade (Molly, M)

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Waiting outside of a special wizard village, Arthur looked at his pocket watch as he waited Molly's arrival. He had left work earlier that friday and had owled his wife early in the morning telling her to meet up with him because he had a surprise for her... Soon the wars would return but before that Arthur wanted to spend some quality time with his family, Molly as well. So this weekend they would sleep at the village, eat at the village, and spend some time together at the village, as husband and wife...

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Double and triple checking that everything was in order, Molly checked the clock and cursed slightly under her breath at seeing that she was already running late. She had had all day to be ready, and still she was running late. Finally resolving that things were as good as they were going to be for the few days that she wasn't going to be home, Molly stepped from the Burrow and apparated to the location that Arthur had owled her about. Spotting her husband just as he was tucking his watch into his pocket, Molly smiled and jogged to meet him from behind. Slipping her arms around his waist, she rested her head against his back and said, "I'm sorry I'm late, Arthur." Breathing the scent of him deeply, she sighed happily and stood up on her tip toes, kissing his cheek. "What is this surprise?" she asked, nuzzling him softly.

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Turning around Arthur embraced his wife leaning down and kissing her forehead nuzzling her softly before pointing at the entrance of the village known for its romantic venues. "I thought we both needed a break," he smiled warmly his heart beating just as fast as it had been all those times he and Molly went through their moments. Their wedding, their children, the war...Arthur was glad he had this beautiful woman looking out for him, no matter what he did.

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Leaning into his kiss and nuzzling her husband back happily, Molly smiled, feeling the same love and affection for this man that had been her rock for so long. Looking where he pointed, she let out a small gasp. "Arthur... Really?" she asked in disbelief. It had been ages since they had a get away of any kind to just take a break from their busy lives, and to have one here, at this romantic place, was more then she could ever imagine. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she kissed him, reminding him just how special he was to her and how she would never trade anything in their lives for anything. They had their ups and downs, but she wouldn't walk it with any other man. "I couldn't agree more," Molly cooed to him, smiling brightly before looking back at the venue he had selected for them.

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Grabbing her hand tightly Arthur brought it up to his face and nuzzled it softly before kissing it. He left out the part that Sirius had lent him some galleons so he didn't have trouble whilst he stayed at the village, because in fact he didn't Molly to think he had to ask a friend for help. He didn't Sirius had actually offered himself when Arthur mentioned an escapade and Arthur couldn't refuse the offer. He was after all trying to show his woman a good time, "Shall we?" he asked motioning for her to lead them in.

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Molly felt a soft flush color her cheeks as her love nuzzled and kissed her hand, something that he had quite the nack to bring about. She didn't ask about how they could afford something like this, mostly because she didn't want to ruin this plan he had for them, and because things always had a way of working out, one way or another. This was going to be one of those times, she could feel it. Looking towards the entrance to the village, Molly gave Arthur's hand a happy squeeze, and, lead the way as he offered for her to do. She was positively giddy with happiness as they entered the village and all sorts of sights met them. It was like a dream, and she was happy to be sharing it with the man of her waking dreams. "How did you select this place?" she asked as they made their way down the cobbled street at the entrance, her eyes taking in all they could as they walked.

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Walking with his dear wife in stride he winked at her question and suddenly took her off her feet walking with her in his arms carrying her like he should carry her everyday, it was what she deserved: to be carried like a true princess. "It's known for being so romantic... so I decided why not, my love," he smiled warmly as he walked them to the nearest attraction.

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Giving a small squeal of happiness as Arthur swept her off her feet, much like he tended to do whenever he could, Molly wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek. "Anyplace is romantic when I'm with you, Arthur," she cooed to him. Looking out over everything as they made their way deeper into the village, Molly sighed happily. "I'm glad you said yes. It's going to be a weekend to remember," she said as they entered the first venue.

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Chuckling at her response he shook his head and retorted with, "And if we were making the sweet act of love at a graveyard? Would it still be romantic, oh my goddess of love?" he asked with a gigantic grin stamped across his lips, and he sometimes couldn't help being the old carefree fun loving Arthur. War had changed him especially after the death of Bilius, but when with his wife and children he could still return to the child within him, "Wouldn't miss this for anything beautiful," he sighed happily as he nodded at the man that took care of the attraction. Slowly dropping his wife into a purple colored boat he flipped a galleon into the man's hand, and then jumped onto the boat himself. The man waved his wand and the boat entered a tunnel filled with various sweets and other types of candy, that they could just take out, "Get ready for a bath," he warned playfully knowing what would come at the end of the tunnel of love. Leaning down he grabbed a chocolate and bit into it, offering the other half to Molly, with his mouth, winking at his love.

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Scrunching her face up in thought at his question, Molly grinned back and nuzzled his jaw. "I think, even there would be romantic, my god of love and romance. You just have that gift," she mused with a playful giggle. It was hard to believe just how far they had come, and she would be lying if she said that she didn't see the tole everything took on Arthur. War did that to people, but, thankfully, when he was at home, surrounded by his family, she saw the old Arthur appear from the shadows. In those moments, he was the young boy she had fallen madly in love with in school, the father of her seven children. As he placed her gently in a purple boat and took a seat next to her, Molly was more than excited for everything to begin.

Her eyes grew wide as the boat entered the sweets filled tunnel. "A bath?" she asked, curiosity covering her face before Arthur offered to share a chocolate with her. Grinning, Molly leaned in and took the remaining half of the sweet he offered, sealing it with a heated kiss. Seeing a selection of different chocolate covered berries passing by, she reached out and picked a strawberry dipped in both milk and white chocolate. Leaning lightly against him, she held the treat up for him to take, a twinkle of mischief in her eye, his comment about a bath forgotten.

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Laughing at the comment that the graveyard was just as good of a place to lay down in as any, Arthur gave it a thought or two before deciding to settle on a somewhat light teasing... "Oh sure and after the deed we would dance with the skeletons, better yet, dance with the devil. Oh I forgot you have danced with the devil many times, my dear... remember every time you said 'Arthur Weasley, you devil'," he grinned at his wife, and thought of all the times she had said that when he presented something 'kinky' as Lazarus had put it so often. He liked the fact that although Molly was tame in and out of the bedroom she knew just what to do and what buttons to push to turn Arthur on, any time, anywhere. 

At her question of what he meant with bath Arthur chuckled lightly. "Chocolate is amazing," he responded with a wink and motioned for her to focus on the candy. Devouring both the chocolate and the strawberry Arthur looked at his wife and her eyes took him back to his youthful days, only for him to be reminded just how good chocolate tasted... When at least ten liters of chocolate fell down from the ceiling bathing them both in white and dark chocolate.

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Laughing brightly at her husband's comment about how she had already tangoed with the devil on occasion, since that was what she often called him when then were playing around, Molly nodded in agreement. "Wouldn't be any surprise since I dance with him on a regular basis," she teased. That was something that Molly loved about Arthur. He was very open about things for their intimate lives, but she also knew just how to play his tune. Truth be told, as did he.

"Chocolate is amazing," she confirmed with a girlish chuckle as he eat the berry she offered him. Molly was just preparing to select another sweet when something warm and slightly sticky covered her from head to toe. "What in Godric's name..." she stammered, wiping the chocolate from her face so she could see. Without being able to restrain herself, she began laughing uncontrollably at the sight of her love. "You look good enough to eat," she purred, leaning over and kissing him softly on the cheek followed by a slow, seductive taste of the chocolate that clung to his neck.

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Jokingly punching his wife's arm, carefully not to throw her off the boat or to flip the boat itself, he chuckled at their conversation and how they were ridiculing the name of the devil. "And what a good dancer he is, am I right," he asked forcing his eyebrows to dance around before one of them went up to his forehead as he waited for her response, before nudging her twice and winking twice as well, and whistling loudly.

"I can agree with you on that," he laughed as he licked his lips the chocolate covering his tongue and filling his mouth. Swallowing the liquid form of chocolate he then chuckled as the boat had also been completely bathed in chocolate. "I'm gonna be honest this is a racist mess... white and black mingled together," he quipped knowing that his wife from all people would know that he was joking. She understood his humor better than anyone, just like James did back in the day. "Look who's talking, Mrs. Weasley," he whispered seductively, licking down her neck before nibbling on her collarbone, all the while tasting the chocolate she was bathed in.

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"Oh yes, the best dancer I've ever had the pleasure of dancing with," Molly quipped back offering a wink and a playful shove of her own, being mindful of the delicate balance in the boat and being careful to not disrupt it.

Licking her own lips, she sighed as the richness of the chocolate coated her tongue and slid down her throat. "Arthur Weasley, you really are a devil, making such comments like that," she teased in mock upset, her smile and eyes showing that she caught and understood his joke completely. She loved his sense of humor. He was crass and sometimes pushed the line, but it was charming and he knew just when to pull those kinds of jokes. Just like now. As he licked down her neck and paused to nibble at her collarbone, Molly sighed as the flame that only Arthur could ignite began to come to life. He knew just what to do and made it so easy. Gently cupping his head, Molly rested her own against it and brought his free hand up to her lips. Slowly and sensually, she took each finger up to the first knuckle into her mouth to removed the delectable chocolate from them.

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"And the only dancer you've had the pleasure of dancing with, I'm sure," Arthur laughed, copying the possessive behavior of several of his friends, including Sirius and Remus.

He chuckled lightly at her comment about his words regarding the color of the chocolate, and that he was 'bothered' that the different 'races' of the chocolate were mingling together in this pool of divinity. "It is the truth my dear loving wife, and you damn well know it is," he quipped before leaning down and unbuttoning the buttons of her shirt with his teeth, something he had done numerous times before. The thing with Arthur and Molly was that, they were not rich. They couldn't just buy whatever they wished. So once they did something, or bought something, it never got old or boring. That was why speaking to one another still seemed so refreshing, at least on Arthur's side.

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Grinning mischievously, Molly nodded. "The only one," she mused. Arthur wasn't a possessive sort, protective, but not possessive. So, when he played as such, it only added a sense of bonding for Molly.

Sliding in close to Arthur, Molly chuckled and sighed. "A delicious mess of mingled races in our boat..." she purred in agreement to the man she loved. As his teeth unbuttoned her shirt, the fire within her began to grow. Something as simple as this was something that he had done on several occasions and it never lost its sensuousness. Since they weren't the riches family out there, and focused on making sure the children were more than cared for, actions, words, and what things they could buy when they could were treasured. Such was the case here. "You have gotten quite good at that, Mr. Weasley," she cooed to her husband as her got her shirt open just past her chest exposing the red lace of her bra beneath the chocolaty fabric of her shirt. She loved to talk to him. Whether it was regular conversation or conversation mixed with actions like this, Molly loved it.

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Arthur nodded snapping his fingers and inhaling deeply afterwards. "Ah, I'm glad," he smirked widely at his wife knowing that she enjoyed his jokes, which only went to show she truly was his soul mate.

Chuckling at a joke that occurred him he had no problem letting it out as he knew Molly would most definitely at least smile. "I didn't know you were into interracial, dear," he said. Even if his jokes weren't funny Molly laughed, even if her day was boring, Arthur still listened to her talk about it. It was a perfect marriage, and they didn't live on lies, they lived on happiness, which was all they needed. Nodding at her words he slipped the shirt from her body, and began to nibble on her flesh but not before licking up her chest, sucking on her neck as his hands went to work on unclasping her bra.

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Chuckling lightly, Molly shrugged. "I don't see any harm in it. Sometimes it's more divine then people think," she joked, knowing full well that he would appreciate her joke. That was something she loved about her husband. They might not have much or the nicest house or the finest of things, but what they did have, the little things they did, it made all the world brighter. They didn't need lots of things to be happy. The jokes, listening to each other, simply being together... All these things made their marriage wonderful, their home happy, and their love life more amazing then words could express. Letting him slip her shirt from her body, Molly sighed happily as his mouth tasted and teased her flesh before lingering at her neck. Feeling him release the clasp of her bra, she let it fall from her shoulders and her breasts, leaving them bare and lightly brushing against Arthur's strong chest. Bringing her hands to his collar, Molly began to slowly undo his shirt, nuzzling her cheek against his temple as he continued to suck on her neck.

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"Oh hush," he laughed and embraced his loving wife kissing her deeply hoping to be able to pass amazing moments with her before the storm came to pass...

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