The Princess' Scandal (o/o Closed)

Charlie smiled back before calling Tommy to join her in the galley.

Lori whooped in surprise as she let her wife spin her around, dancing happily. Though she had to be a little more careful when she noticed Ellie’s bare feet since she was wearing her boots.

Ellie twirled and spun and leaped and dipped. She reached for Lori’s hand with a wide smile. “Come on, Lori!” she enthused.

Lori held Ellie’s hand, matching her smile, and held on tight as she danced with her beloved princess.

Ellie closed her eyes and spun again, keeping a hold on Lori’s hand. Stars, she’d never been this happy before.

Lori laughed, grabbing her hat with her free hand as they twirled, danced, and lept to Drake’s music. When Ellie closed her eyes, Lori took off her captain’s hat and put it on her wife's head.

Ellie's eyes flew open at the sudden addition of the hat, but she grinned and pressed a hand to it to keep it from flying off of her head as she twirled around. "Captain Ellie!" she declared before bursting into a fit of giggles.

Lori laughed happily at the cry and nodded. “Captain of my heart!” she called back.

Marc raised a brow at the scene as he came back on deck, bottles of rum for everyone in his hands. “Sounds like you two are already drunk.”

Ellie doubled over in a fit of laughter. When she straightened up again, her face was tinged pink with joy, and her smile was so wide it made her cheeks hurt. "Drunk on love," she cooed, reaching for her bottle of rum and sipping on it immediately.

Marcus was surprised by how easily Ellie seemed to be taking to her rum but just continued to pass out the other bottles.

“I’ll drink to that!” Lori cheered, raising her rum in a toast before taking a good sip.

Ellie winced as the alcohol caught up to her and burned her throat, but it wasn't the first time she'd had it. It had just been a while. But her smile quickly came back as she heard Lori's words. "To being drunk on love!" she cried out, lifting her bottle ceremoniously into the air.

Lori smiled and tapped her bottle against Ellie’s as she wrapped her arm around her wife's waist. “You don't have to drink more than you can handle.” she reminded softly.

Ellie took another drink and leaned into Lori, burying her face in her wife's hair. "I know," she whispered back. "But I want this. I want to let go a little bit."

“Alright.” Lori nodded, pressing a soft kiss to Ellie’s cheek. “Then let’s drink to our happiness on this day.” she smiled.

"Indeed, my darling wife," Ellie cooed, lifting her bottle to her lips and taking a generous swig, trying to hold back a foul expression afterward.

Lori smiled and took a long relaxing sip of her rum. She laughed a little at Ellie’s expression. “Oh, darling.”

Ellie looked over at Lori with wide eyes. "What?" she asked, blinking with confusion.

“Your expression.” she chuckled before kissing her cheek again. “If you don't like it, you don't have to drink it.”

"No, no," Ellie replied softly, accepting the kiss with a smile. "It's fine. I like it. Why? What did I look like?"

“You looked like you didn't like it.” Lori chuckled. “It was cute though. And it does take some time to get used to it.” she added assuringly.

Ellie giggled and leaned more into Lori. "I do like it. It just stings. A lot." She pursed her lips in thought, then shook her head. "Yeah, I don't think I like it." Then she giggled again and took another sip.

Lori laughed again and hugged Ellie. “It's ok if you don't.” she assured. “I think Charlie might have a bottle or two of wine downstairs, if you would prefer that.”

Ellie's eyes widened, and it was all she could do to keep from spitting out the rum she'd just drank. "Yes, very much," she enthused readily. "As long as it's not too much trouble."

Lori nodded and was about to call for Marc when Tommy popped up from the galley with a bottle of wine in one hand and a glass in the other. “I hope that's not for you, young man.”

Tommy giggled and shook his head. “Mama Charlie thought that Ellie might like this better than rum.” he answered as he walked up to the couple.

Ellie bit back a sigh of relief. "Here," she said, slipping her half-empty rum into Lori's hand before slipping the bottle and glass from Tommy's. "And she was very right. Thank you, darling," she said, kissing his forehead lightly as a gesture of gratitude. "Give Charlie my thanks as well."

Lori chuckled a little as she took Ellie’s bottle and took a drink from it. Unlike her new beloved wife, the pirate captain was well accustomed to the taste and burn of rum.

Tommy blushed at the kiss but smiled at her and nodded. “I will.” he said softly before darting back below.

Ellie poured a generous amount of wine for herself and began to sip it readily. "Much better," she sighed, letting the smooth alcohol flow through her. She felt looser… if that was a word. Ellie wasn't quite sure, but she knew that she liked the feeling. She spun around again, lifting her wine glass to the contents didn't spill, and grinned with her face tilted up to the sky.

Lori smiled, already feeling a little tipsy, as she watched Ellie. Though she had the thought of making an effort to keep at least a couple of bottles of wine onboard from now on.

Her crew were not habitual or heavy drinkers but everyone indulged on occasion and as long as they didn't get too out of hand, she didn't mind, as long as they were not completely incapable of participating in the usual chores and responsibilities the next day.

Ellie lowered her glass to sip from it before thinking better of the action. "A toast!" she declared, returning to Lori's side and looping her arm still holding the wine bottle around her lover's waist. "To my stunning new wife."

Lori laughed and kissed Ellie’s kiss, wrapping her arm around the blonde’s waist in return before raising her bottle as well. “To us, my dearest love.”

Ellie grinned and gazed adoringly at Lorelei. "May the years of our love be as numerous as the drops in the sea below us and as infinite as the stars above our heads," she murmured, her talent with words showing itself yet again. "I adore you."