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tell the world that we finally got it all right

Natalie had really gone all out for this thing, hadn't she? Leo, for his part, had only been involved enough to put together the mechanical birds she'd asked for. How the wedding and reception looked didn't matter to him a bit - all he wanted was her, and he had her.

Though that wasn't to say he didn't appreciate all the work she'd done. Everything looked amazing, and it all had the steampunk vibe Leo and his siblings were known for, but with just enough touches of magic to suit herself, too. All in all, it was the best wedding he could have hoped for, and the only thing that could make it better would be if he could convince Natalie to have a dance with him, after all. She'd resisted so far, given him crap when he's tried to teach her, but maybe now that the day is here...

But even that, he could do without if he had to. They're here, surrounded by friends and family (and that was still a strange thought to Leo, especially now that Dan was legally his father-in-law), and they're together and this time, it's permanent. Even their daughter, Josephine, was here, being watched by Piper or Dany or Enjolras or Dan in turns. It was all he needed, he thought, pulling his new bride close to nab another kiss. A perfect day for a perfect woman, and Leo was beyond elated to show how much he loved her for all the world to see.

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"You wouldn't," he retorts. "You wouldn't want to mess up your pretty face, would you?"

She'd be pretty either way, and she knows he'd think so regardless of the makeup situation. But she doesn't always wear makeup, so it's a prime time to tease her about it while he can.

"I'll do it if I could see you with some of this blue eyeliner on your face," she chuckles, pulling him in for a kiss instead.

After a moment, she spins in his arms, wrapping them around her waist as she rests her back against his chest, smiling to herself, sighing contentedly.

"You're a jerk even on our wedding day," he says with a chuckle, shaking his head. Smiling, Leo adapts easily to this adjustment, fitting his arms snugly around her and resting his chin on her shoulder, half-inch height difference and all.

"I am," she sings, pressing her cheek to his.

"You know," Natalie adds conspiratorially, squeezing his hands, "our wedding night suite should be ready for us right now." She's joking, of course, but she did take care to pick out the champagne and book the room with the best view of the city. There is enough of a romantic in her to do that much. The rest, she leaves up to her husband.

“That so,” he says thoughtfully, closing his eyes for a moment to kiss her shoulder. He’s had a few things in mind for it already - even had a few things sent there himself, one way or another. It’s not the cabin by the lake he’d set up, but tonight, Leo thinks, will be a memorable one, for sure. “I thought you still wanted to stick around for a while.”

"I probably should," she sighs.

"I did promise Dad another dance on the promise that he wouldn't get all sappy on me while we did it," Natalie muses, "and we should take Josephine out on the floor for a little bit. And eat more cake."

She purses her lips to the side. "I am impatient to have sex with you though."

Leo groans, burying his face in her neck.

"You can't just say that," he complains. It's already hard enough resisting her when she's done up so beautifully, a prime invitation for him to go and dismantle her perfect appearance, much like he's done with his machines before. "How am I supposed to hold out for the rest of the night with you saying things like that?"

Honestly, if it weren't for all the guests, all the people they were supposed to see, he'd have half a mind to push her up against a wall and take care of that right now. But as usual, Natalie is right. There are some things they need to do before they vanish into the night; Leo casts a glance at Jo, laughing in Dan's arms, and sighs.

If only he hadn't said anything.

"I'm sorry!" she laughs, "I just wanted to be honest and for you to know how attractive I find you right now."

They could go for a quckie in a hallway, but Natalie wants to save those less than proper activities for after their wedding night. As unromantic as she can be, she still wants their first time as a married couple to be sweet. And, really, it wouldn't be right with everyone else here for them.

"Save it for later, okay?" she murmurs once she turns around in his arms to face him. "Then give me everything you've got."

He grumbles good-naturedly, but she always has enjoyed it when he's dressed up, hasn't she? Rare as it is, Leo supposes he could see why - a change of pace is always nice, after all.

"Later," he confirms, kissing her nose with a grin. "You won't know what hit you."

Now he'll just have to get through the night, and try not to get too distracted whenever he sees her.

Natalie scrunches her face when he kisses her nose and gets a proper kiss for herself, wrapping her arms tightly around him, swaying gently to whatever music playing in the background.

"I will hold you to that," she says firmly.

It seems wise to hold back another dirty comment about keeping him busy and she, instead, rests her head on his shoulder.

He's already feeling a little fidgety, fingers twitching in anticipation as they dance.

"Now I have to get through tonight with that at the front of my mind," Leo mutters, holding her tight against him. "That cake better be worth it."

"Our cake is fucking amazing. Don't you remember taste testing?" Which went on longer than anticipated, but who can resist cake tasting? "It's about time we cut it so everyone can have a slice."

She kisses him again, grinning.

"I love you, grumpy face."

"Sort of? Which flavor we get again?" There were enough to try back then that Leo had lost track, and he did leave most of the planning here up to Natalie.

Rolling his eyes, he kisses her back and comments, "Funny, hearing that from you. But I love you, too."

"Alternating confetti and lemon," she reminds him, lips still against his, even as she nudges him closer to the center of the floor.

Gently pulling away, she lifts a hand to summon their cake forward, gliding easily through the crowd. Instantly, a helpful nymph hands her the knife and Natalie waggles her eyebrows at Leo, holding her free hand out to him while she waits for the crowd to gather around them again.

"Oh yeah. Good choices," he says, smiling as the memory comes back. He should've known it would be lemon, though, knowing her.

Another nymph appears, offering plates as the crowd takes notice and starts to converge. They get the first slices, of course, and when it comes to share a bite like in some chick flick, Leo makes a point to shove it right in her face, laughing but trying to be careful not to get it on her dress. He'll pay for it later.

Natalie has the same idea, making sure to get a lot of frosting on his nose. As if anyone needed any more proof that this union couldn't be more perfect.

She laughs through the cake, licking around her lips, reaching for a napkin to wipe her face.

There's surely a hundred pictures snapped of them with cake all over their faces before they manage to wipe it off and let everyone else get their slices. Leo makes sure to nab a small piece of confetti for their daughter; Josephine is young, but not so young that cake is beyond her. After this, he's going to take her onto the floor and start teaching her to dance. It's never too early to start.

Natalie makes sure that her dad gets a whopper slice of cake once she's cleaned her face off, and chats with him for a moment until she sees Leo picking up their daughter to take her for a spin.

Excusing herself, she rushes to join them, picking up her skirt a little so she can get across the ballroom floor. "What moves are you showing her?"

Jo is giggling happily when Natalie comes up to them, balancing precariously on her father's toes. Leo grins up at her, taking a few short, easy steps in time with the music, small enough that their girl won't have trouble staying in place while he holds her hands.

"All of them," he informs her excitedly, "but we're doing a waltz right now. Salsa will come later."

Natalie laughs and crouches to be at eye level with Jo, giving her little belly a squeeze to get her to laugh loudly, trying to worm her fingers out of Leo's hands to fling herself forward. "No, no!" she cries out, grabbing her firmly in case the little girl gets her way, which is not a rare case at all.

"Hopefully she has a knack for salsa more than her mommy does." She grins up at Leo.

Thankfully, Leo has a gentle but firm grip on the toddler; a finger slips, but for the most part, she’s safe. If he were the type, Leo might say it’s a blessing of the gods that their day isn’t ruined with any harm befalling their daughter, but really, it’s common sense.

He grins back at this wife - the thought still sends a thrill of excitement through him, especially after what she’d said earlier - and down at their little girl. “I can promise you she will,” he says fondly. “Look - Jo has no problems finding the rhythm. And she actually knows where to put her feet, unlike some people.”

Well. As much as a toddler could.

"Subtle," Natalie groans, rolling her eyes.

"Maybe she'll be a competitive ballroom dancer." Laughing, she squeezes Josephine's middle again, enjoying her light laughter. "What do you think? Is Dancing with the Stars in your future?" she asks, using a very rare, playful mommy voice reserved only for her child.

“Hey, I tried to teach you,” he says with a laugh. “It’s not my fault you’ve got two left feet.”

He grins as Natalie talks to her, watching Jo light up with smiles and giggles. He always has loved seeing the two of them together. They were his girls - his family. There’s the occasional day where he still wonders if he’s not a good father, but their daughter is so happy most of the time that it’s impossible to dwell on for long.

“She could be! Maybe we should get her enrolled in classes,” Leo suggests playfully. “Awesome as I may be, I’m pretty sure I don’t qualify as a professional dance instructor.”

"Baby ballroom dancing classes, huh?" Natalie asks, still using her mommy voice as she hoists Josephine into the air to hold her gently as she sways back and forth. Jo takes to lightly touching the star shaped studs in her ears, thankfully not pulling.

"Maybe dad will dance with us in the meantime, huh?"

"She would outshine all the other kids, and not just because of the flames," Leo boasts affectionately, taking one of Jo's little hands gently in his own. He drops a little kiss on her cheek, earning himself a little laugh, and turns just enough to give Natalie a proper kiss immediately after. "I'll try not to make either of you look bad."

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