Hi! I am new here. And appararently been pushed on stage by Rosi2 to introduce myself. Introducing myself and how I got into googoogaagaaing lakorns and shipping the various couples will have me rambling for two days. At least. So, I'll try to make it short.
I see myself as a Chemistry Hunter and an ardent shipper. I have done it for years and wrote loads of fanfict stories on Prison Break, CSI NY, Rookie Blue, Young Riders, Agents of SHIELD and Roswell. It will be hard for me to just watch a series or a couple without spinning into a fanfict about them. Where true couples are concern, I respect their private lives and their real choosing. But you have to know just how over the moon I am that Nadech and Urassaya are blessed to be together.
Dawin and Alice. Arggh!!! How am I to just say their names without going off my imagination and adding more touchy feely moments to their screen time? So that's why I am here. I have writtened a fanfict based on their time at the beach in the last episode. The image of Alice sitting on Dawin's lap, kind of spur and became muse for my fanfict. This may not be the place to post it. But I hope you all will enjoy it.
Dawin & Alice : After the Sunset
"Commander?"
"Yes, Princess?"
"What is taking you so long back there?"
Alice turned her head over her shoulder to look at the man who had a most exasperating look on his face. He was biting his lower lip and his brows were furrowed as if he was trying to solve the world's problem all by himself. Alice found him to be utterly adorable but he would balk at such a compliment being a strong and valiant commander that he is.
"Dawin."
His reply was somewhat incoherant delivered in a frustrated hiss.
"Dawin," Alice sighed as she looked forward and began tapping her foot on a root of the tree that they were under.
"Yes, Princess?"
"Will you stop calling me Princess. I am not.."
Alice was interrupted in mid sentence when Dawin suddenly wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her back against his firm, hard chest. His lips immediately attached deliciously onto the side of her neck before venturing slowly upwards to her ear. Her fingers dug into his arm that was around her waist as her murmured sensually in her ear.
"You will always be my Princess," he took a nip of her lobe before cupping the side of her face to coax it towards him. "Now, I would appreciate it if you could wait just a little longer as I complete my mission."
"Mission?"
"I am trying to unstuck this stubborn zipper on your dress."
Alice giggled at his frustrated expression. She placed a quick kiss on his chin before he retreated back to his so-called mission.
"Dawin?"
"Hmmm?"
"Why don't you just slashed it with your knife like you did the last time?"
"The last time I ripped your dress you kicked me in my head!"
"That was the skirt. And I thought you were a bad guy."
"So, the reason you didn't kick me when I slashed your buttons off later was because you were starting to realize that I am a good guy and you were beginning to like me?"
"Yeah, right. Like you enough to give you my blanket so you wouldn't freeze sleeping on that hammock." She huffed and rolled her eyes.
"That was my blanket, in the first place." He countered. "The only one I had which I gave up so that you would not freeze or get eaten alive by mosquitoes! Maybe I was too concussed from your kick to have made me feel charitable." He copied her earlier actions by huffing and rolling his eyes.
Alice couldn't contain her giggle at his actions and waved her hand at him in a regal manner while muttering, "Whatever makes you happy Commander. Now, I am ordering you to get back to your ..er.. mission."
"Hah! You are not a princess. You can't order me anymore." He mumbled as he struggled with the zipper again.
"I will persuade you then."
Alice moved her hand backward until she encounted the front of his thigh. She could feel Dawin immediately stiffened and heard his sharp intake of breathe. She bit her lips from giggling. She tentatively trailed her fingers upwards towards his front pocket and slippped them inside. She then began to wriggle her fingers as if in search for something. He caught her hand as his forehead rested on her shoulder.
"What are you doing?" he groaned.
"I am persuading you to give up your knife so you can cut my dress." She replied in all innocence.
"That was not persuading. And that is not where I keep my knife!" He growled into her shoulder.
"Sorry." Alice said as she took her hand out of his pocket. But not before making a quick grab of his thigh which made his flinched and ordered her to behave in a very tortured voice.
After trying a few moments on the zipper again, he suddenly burst, "Blast this! Why wouldn't this zipper barge!?!"
"You are wasting precious time." Alice told him. "Just slash it will you!"
"In a hurry are you? Can't wait to be with me?" he seductively began to move his hand around her waist and earned a slap on it.
"DAWIN!!!"
"Look the reason I do not want to ruin your dress is because if I rip it, I do not have any extra clothes to give you this time." He pouted as he playfully rub on his hand. "This hurts, by the way."
Alice finally turned around. She gave an exeggerated sigh, took his hand and placed a kiss on it. "Better?"
"I think my cheek still hurts from the time you slapped me." He grinned cheekily as he rubbed his cheek.
"Hmmm... don't you just wished that I had punched you on your lips instead?" She smirked with an eyebrow lifted in question. His eyes lit up briliantly at the thought but Alice placed her hand on his chest before he could take a step towards her. "Settle down, Commander. We'll get to that soon. Right now I need to get out of this dress. Fast. And why don't you have extra clothes? Didn't you do your laundry? What happen to your survival training?"
"I was going to do my laundry. But since I have decided that I had had enough of alone time and was planning to get on the next plane to be with my stubborn, exasperating, infuritating, aggravating.. OUCH!!! That hurts!!!"
"Calling me names are you?" Alice pinched his side and started poking is chest and abs randomly. "I should have climbed back onto that boat and left you like you told me to just now!"
"You don't mean that!" Dawin grabbed her hands and pulled her up against him. "I didn't mean what I said. I was just so shocked to see my Princess coming for me. I thought you just wanted to say goodbye. You just wanted to have the last word. With you being a kickass Princess and all..."
"A kickass Princess?" Alice actually gawked at his description of her.
"My. My kickass Princess who I adore," he gave her his dimpled smile. "The one I worship," he pulled her closer and rested his forehead against hers before ending with, "The one that I love with all my heart and will protect and promise to be beside her to the end."
Alice closed her eyes as she leaned on him. Breathing his scent. His manly scent that have always drove her wild with thoughts of him. His scent that was now mixed with the smell of seawater that they had swam in together. They were to explore the corals under the clear water but had veered into exploring each other instead. She smiled at the image and memory of their satisfying dive.
"Love me?" he whispered.
Alice smiled wider though her eyes were still closed as they were still joined together.
"Princess?" Dawin's voice came in a whisper.
Alice remained still.
"Alice?" Dawin's voice hitched with uncertainty. "Do you?"
Alice could feel his muscle tightened under her hands. Could feel his fear and anxiousness coursing through this body. She could hear him swallow in anticipation.
"Did you hear what I said?"
Finally she relented. Opening her eyes. She slowly pushed her hands off this chest and slid them slowly down his arms to capture and entwine their fingers. Her thumb found and suggestively played and carressed the wedding ring that he was still wearing as she smiled lovingly at him. Her eyes bright and filled will love for her man. She placed a soft kiss on his lip and nodded.
"I hear you, my Dawin." She said before tiptoing to give him a menacing glare. "But you are not getting away with calling me names."
"Really? Like you do not have names for me?" His eyebrows shot high.
"Of course I do." She proudly admitted. "How could I not? It would have been a shame and waste of a good chance to not call you anything with regards to your character which includes being bigheaded, egoistical, arrogant, bad tempered, demanding and grouchy."
"Was that all?" He asked sarcastically.
"Oh. Also the fact that you like to pout."
"I. Do. Not. Pout."
Alice giggled and kissed his pout. "Yes, you do Commander dear."
Dawin continued to glare at her as she sweetly batted her eyes at him.
"I am sure among all these names you have for me, there is one that is your favourite?"
"Did I mentioned smart?" She drew circles on his chest before whispering "And sexy?"
"Don't try to patronize me, you cheeky Princess." He moved his hand down her back to lightly smack her derrier.
"I do."
"Care to tell me?"
She nodded slowly as her smile faded.
"What was it?" Dawin immediately could sense her sadness. "Why does it makes you sad suddenly?"
" Because I never had a chance to call it to your face. And," she took in a shaky breath before adding, "And was...I am...am afraid that I will never have that chance."
Dawin cupped her face and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. He then waited for her to open her eyes before asking her to tell him with a gentleness that brought the tears she was holding back to flow down her cheeks. He tenderly wiped her tears away while quietly whispering words of his love and promise for her.
Alice knew then that it was safe to reveal the name to him.
"Husband."
Dawin stared at Alice only a moment longer before the quiet tranquility on the deserted island was broken by the Princess's shriek as she was tossed over her former bodyguard's strong shoulder and carried away into the night.
The End.
