Wedding Night

The newly weds were currently pressed close to each other and simply
'eating face'. Air was not needed, what was needed was Evan touching
her, kissing her and loving her.
Which he was.
Somehow the young bride managed to whisper huskily, "bedroom. Now."
then she pulled him up the stairs, mindful of her dress. Though they
stopped on the steps a few times because they were incapable of
keeping their hands to themselves.
Finally at their destination, Gwen pushed her groom onto the bed
lightly and smirked, "I'll be right back..." she purred entering their
large bathroom. Soon she was out of her dress and in her white, lace
garter and a white lingerie set, dressed to distress.
White pumps that were sure to push him over the egde had her moaning
softly at the very thought.
Her curls were already tamed to soft waves falling around her
shoulder. Thankfully magic had helped her lose the weight that she had
gained with Faith.
Purring, she reentered their bedroom and stood before him, one hand
cheekily on her hip, the other beckoning towards him provocativeley.
"Come on, quick, before my husband gets home..." Gwen teased, holding
back a moan.
This was going to be a fantastic night.

(ooc: i was hit by my muse this morning so i continued writing this on my ipod and ended up with what i think crosses the Smut line and is just plain porn. O.o)outfit

I couldn't believe how perfectly the day had gone, and now I still had the entire night to look forward to. I believed that it was safe to say that I was the single most happiest human being on Earth at that given moment. I had a beautiful, amazing wife and a flawless, perfect daughter with her. I was married. That was still hard for me to say, but at the same time I enjoyed saying it immensely. We'd made it home after the after-wedding festivities and we'd wasted no time in beginning our heavy make-out session. We'd been all over one another the entire night, and I was almost at the point where I couldn't have waited a second longer for some privacy. Yet it had finally came and only seconds later was I kissing her, my hands wandering all over like I'd never actually been with someone a day in my life before this very moment. Where my sudden enthusiasm had come from I was uncertain, but it seemed as if the feeling was pretty damn mutual. Fine by me.

I was barely made aware of her whispered words but obediently obliged, not stopping my activities to do so though. We made it up the stairs quicker then I would have imagined with all of the pit stops we had to make, and soon she was leaving me standing in the middle of our bedroom, breathing heavily and desire painted across my handsome face. My dress jacket had been abandoned somewhere along the stairs and I began to pull my tie loose, trying to calm myself down a fraction. It wouldn't be any good to get worked up quite so quick, oh no I wouldn't accept that. I was going to drive her just as crazy as I new she planned on driving me. It was the game we always played, but tonight I had a feeling it was going to be crazier then ever before. Which just excited me even further. Before I knew it I was being pushed down on the bed and I could only smirk, admiring the way her hips swayed back and forth as she disappeared into the bathroom.

By the time she re-entered my belt was tossed off the side of the bed, as well as my tie. I'd unbuttoned at least four buttons from my shirt and my shoes were off. The moment my eyes found her again I could only smirk some more, my tongue running along my lower lip in desire. She looked absolutely, incredibly sexy. And those heels? If my friend hadn't already been standing at attention, I was fairly certain that it would have been making it's appearance now. Reaching down I absently rubbed the bulge, my breathing already becoming slightly heavier just at the thought of where things were soon to be going. "Wouldn't want to be caught by my wife either.." I toyed in response, slowly rising from where I was laying. But the moment I got to her my hands found her hips and I was effortlessly picking her up, wrapping her bare legs around my waist as I slammed us up against the wall opposite of us. I heard her gasp in slight surprise but I quickly covered her mouth with my own, my tongue wrestling against hers within moments.

This is what I was talking about.

"haaaEvaaannnn" Gwen mewled. That was unfair, her hips were a huge turn on point. Like walls. Huuuge turn on. Feeling his bulge against her underwear she ground her core against him, breathing heavier. Kissing him back passionately she ran her fingers through his hair, "the outfit was surprise number one...you like?" her husky whispered teased in his ears.
Then she managed to slide out of his embrace, puahing him to sit in the edge of the bed.
Snapping her fingers a pole appeared the room. Another snap and Evan had a few hundred in cash on his lap, "second surprise..." she whispered before in one fluid movement she swung around the pole, grinding against it all the way down.
"Im sure you know where to invest that money, baby" her dark eyes flirted and teased him, looking at her body and thus hinting what to do.
Let the games begin.  

I was very well aware of what made Gwen tick, I knew what she like and I knew what she didn't like. So it was only obvious that I would take advantage of my knowledge and use it against her. I mean, it was what we always did when it came to situations like these. We always pushed and pushed until the other would break, and it was usually a sexy process the entire way. I knew she'd retaliate with something that would leave me so turned on that I might not even know what to do with myself, but that was just one of the things I loved about my wife. Her ability to actually do things like that to me. I sighed into her mouth as she began grinding against me, enjoying the feeling of her rubbing me through the fabric of my underwear. I also loved when she ran her fingers through my hair - which she was doing at that exact moment - and I could feel the heat in my body already beginning to rise. "Course I like.. you look incredibly fucking sexy." I murmured in reply, my voice already beginning to sound a bit hoarse. I tried to cover up that fact quickly, not wanting her to think she was already winning this battle we'd only just started.

Then she was sliding out of my grasp and I obediently let her push me onto the edge of the bed, my shirt hanging wide open by now. I shrugged out of it, letting it fall to the ground so that I sat in only my pants. I was curious to see what she planned on doing but I would admit I was quite surprised when a pole appeared, and then a few hundred in cash on my lap. My mouth wanted to drop open almost as soon as she hopped up on that pole like she owned it, and I was thoroughly aware of the way my bulge was throbbing as she grinded her way down. Just how long I'd be able to sit here and watch before I had my way with her I wasn't certain, but I was sure I was about to find out. "Oh hot damn." I teased with a wink, licking my lips before biting my lower one. Yeah, I was one lucky son of a bitch.

My eyebrows rose up and down quickly to show her I understood exactly what she meant, and I plucked a fifty from the pile and held it between two fingers before kissing it, my eyes teasing hers. "C'mon baby, show me how much you want me." I drawled in reply, my eyes soaking up the beautiful sight in front of me.

With a smirk Gwen registered his hoarse voice, knowing that tonight was going to be incredible. 
"you look absolutely fuckable, darling.." she breathed in response. 
And it was true, her husband was the hottest tease sge knew, apart from herself, of course.

Soon her partner was admiring her skills as she worked the pole. And damn was she working that pole. His words had drawn a low moan from her lips as she danced on the pole, swinging aroud to catch the fifty in his hand in her teeth.
Grinding down again she smirked,
"It's a hundred for a lap dance and an extra fifty for me to strip an item of your choice" she purred, wrapping her legs aroind the pole and pressing her body against it sensually.

OhGoddamn she was enjoying this. And she knew he was, too. It was evident on his face...and in his pants.

I continued to sit by the edge of the bed, my eyes never once leaving my wife as I admired the way she worked the pole. This was certainly one amazing surprise I hadn't expected to have on our wedding night, but I obviously wasn't complain. I just wished I would have thought of something equally surprising for her as well, because now this only meant she was in the lead of the sexual games we played. I tried not to think too much into it, knowing I'd have a way to recover. It would only be a matter of time of course, but good things took time after all. Soon the fifty was absent from between my fingers and I could only smirk, reaching down to once more massage myself through my pants. Soon enough my friend would be unleashed, but for now I was going to soak up every minute of her attention that I possibly could.

My breathing became slightly irregular as I heard her moan and my eyes threatened to close in pleasure but I managed to fight the urge, my body alive with unused energy. One would think that after such a long and exciting day that I'd be wiped but it was actually quite the opposite. I felt like I could be awake for days to come. Sighing in pleasure as she grinded her way down the pole, I chuckled at her request. I contemplated my options for a moment before plucking a fifty from my pile. "Top, be gone." I said with a smirk, before flicking the fifty so that it fluttered up into the air and down by her feet.

Then, I took a one hundred and waved it in the air in front of my face. Moments later I pushed the rest of my money to the side, patting my lap. "Get your sexy little ass over here."

Gwen let out a husky moan and turned so she was facing away from Evan, the pole between her legs. Then slipped on shoulder of the teddy off and the next, letting it drop to the floor. Careful not to show him anything she danced on the pole, only showing her back and rear. Knowing that he'd be craning his neck by then she turned to let him look at her and approached him.

"Mhm does Sir like the show...?" she purred before Sitting on his lap and grinding down, her hands roaming his chest.
"Hmmm...you have permission to touch." she knew with that statement she was giving him a bit of her power, but she didn't care. She wanted him.
Moaning near his ear and then sliding up to leave his face between her breasts and the back to her face she decided to kick the teasing up a notch.
"Tell me how much you want me..." she whispered, pulling away from him and slipping her thumbs under the sides of her underwear as if to take them off. "I can't hear you..." she slowly backed away, daring him to take her and smirking.

"Hmm..I guess you don't want me after all.." her expression played as innocent as her voice, a contrast to her actions.
"Maybe I should just get dressed..." she winked at him playfully.

Soon she felt a pair of hands and shivered when she heard him murmur, "My turn..."

I watched with obvious appreciation as she turned her back to me, enjoying the view of the back but loving the front much more. Soon the top was gone just as I had requested, but I barely let my eyes move to watch it's decent, admiring her bare back instead. I was waiting for her to turn around and reveal where my hands were itching to roam but she didn't, instead continuing her dance without turning. This just made me even more turned on and even more tempted to get my hands all over her, but I knew that was exactly what her intentions were. She was great at what she did but I played just as hard back, and that was why we always left one another satisfied. I had knew tonight was going to be mind-blowing, and this was just continuing to prove my point and get me further excited. When she finally turned I exhaled, willing myself to only glance at some of the prize before my eyes connected with hers again as she approached. Oh sweet Merlin, finally.

"Mmm." Was the only response I allowed at the moment, my devious little smirk tainting my lips. Then she was on my lap and working her magic, and a small burst of air escaped past my parted lips. It just felt so bloody good. My brow arched slightly at the permission I was granted, but I could only chuckle. "Mistake number one." I growled in her ear before nipping the lobe, my hands automatically teasing from her shoulders, down her sides, toward her hips. But then she was moaning in my ear and then my face was in between her breasts, immediately causing my concentration to slip ever so slightly. Her face appeared again and it was all I could do just to blink, still doing my best to keep my self control in check. But now.. oh, she was playing dirty. Ehem.. literally.

I watched with what I hoped wasn't a pained expression as she continued to push me, with both her actions and what she was saying. But the moment she said she was about to get dressed again was when I finally decided to retaliate. It was time for me to have some fun. I was up and in front of her in no time, my hands grasping her hips and pulling her a bit roughly toward me until our bodies were touching. "My turn, darling...." I whispered in her ear huskily before beginning to kiss down her neck, nipping and sucking at the particularly sensitive areas before switching sides and doing the same thing. I wasn't worried about leaving marks - over our time together, she'd learned enough charms to hide the evidence. All the while my hands were at work, teasing over her sensitive skin. They made a pit-stop at her breasts, beginning to massage them until I heard her moaning. "What was that? I don't think I could hear you..." I decided it was my turn to be the tease. I pulled back a fraction, my eyes on her face, while my hand was trailing along the inside of her thighs, dangerously close to her lady parts.

"You really don't seem too interested.. maybe I'll just go to sleep then.." I mused, rubbing her slowly and teasingly through her underwear before pulling my hands completely away and stepping back from her, knowing her body would be rebelling against my actions.

When it was indeed his turn I had to exhale through my teeth, but couldn't help the low moan when his hands found my breasts. The look on my face was near murderous in sexual frustration when he locked onto my gaze and started teasing me down there. A gasp stole from my lips when he rubbed me...and then he was going...
I couldn't take that. And we were both turned on so immensly. Smirk on my face I stopped him, walked past him, stepped out of my underwear without so much as a backward glance and sat on the edge of the bed, legs wide open, propped up on my elbows.
"I don't think you'll get much sleep left tonight." I stated simply with a low purr following my words.

"Lose those." I pointed at his boxers with a devious smirk before crossing my ankles, so while the view was there, he couldn't enter me yet

"Make me want you like I know you want me" I growled when he was close enough before our lips crashed together in a lustfilled frenzy.

I was well aware she wouldn't let me get away with what I was doing, but it was fun to have the upper hand while it lasted. And I was right, because moments later she was marching right past me and losing the rest of her clothing like she didn't have to think about it. I blinked, my breathing coming quicker as I tried to keep my eyes away from what was now exposed, but it was difficult. Especially when she decided to sit on the edge of the bed and give me quite the eyeful. I reached down and was out of my own boxers within moments when she told me to, but that was about the only thing I was willing to do on order. No one ever told me what to do.

Seconds later and I was pushing her back onto the bed, my lips hungrily finding hers. I would take what I wanted now, and I knew she wouldn't object because she wanted it just as badly as I did. My hands worked along her thighs and toward the golden spot, my fingers working their magic. All the while I kissed her, varying the speeds of my actions from roughly rubbing and teasing to teasing in circles with my thumb excruciatingly slow while my fingers worked inside. Her body was responding to me just as I knew it would, and I smirked. "Oh yeah, baby. Moan for me. Show me how much you want it." I growled into her ear, speeding up again. Her muscles were quivering and in a final act of dominance I abruptly stopped everything I had been doing, which I knew would leave her gasping.

And before she could take control I roughly pushed in, giving us what we both so clearly wanted.

That had done it, the order she had given him. A husky laugh tore from her throat into his kisses at her devious action. She knew that he couldn't stand orders.

Accepting his dominance, (as if she had a choice, really), she moaned louder and louder, crying out for him as he played with her. Hips bucking, shaky breath, moans erupting at a frenzied constant and the absolute unity that was soon to be formed were driving her insane. And him.

This became evident, even more so, when he suddenly did what she'd wanted to badly.
"EEEEVennn...." Gwens calling turned to a long moan, her lips capturing his, "I love you, so much..." she whispered shakily, her hips desparately grinding against his.

I could feel my body responding to her moans, especially when she moaned out my name. I could feel my own moans slowly tumbling from my lips but I managed to hide them as I kissed her viciously, my hands exploring every part of her as she ground her hips against mine. I responded just as enthusiastically, my lips crushing hers as I roughly thrusted in and out of her. "I love you even more, beautiful." I growled, nipping at her lips.

My body was alive with pleasure and I didn't intend on stopping any time soon. I wasn't being gentle by any means - I was being rough, slamming into her and grinding against her all the while. My hands played with her breasts and my lips entertained hers, stopping for a short while to nip and suck at her neck.

And when I got tired of that position I decided to give her a turn for fun, wrapping my arms around her and switching us in one fluid motion. I sat with my back against the bed-frame, her in my lap. My strong arms were holding her just above me though, my tip teasing the outside of her as I locked eyes with her. "Ride me, baby." I commanded, knowing I was acting much more dominant then usual tonight.

With that I let her drop down on me completely without warning, my head tilting back in pleasure. Fuck.

She tossed her head and arched her back, his lips muffling her screams. A moan escaping when her lips were free briefly.
"You can't love me more...Ah-ah-I- love you morrrrrre..." she managed before the positions were switched and she felt her hair becoming curly-er with heat and humidity. He was being more dominant and it was turning her on so bad. "Oh Merlin..." she gasped when he dropped her onto him and squirmed in his arms, unable to function for a second, then bouncing up and down on him, faster then slower. Deep.
"Oh you're so turning me on right now.." she whispered before growling in his ear, nipping his earlobe, his jawline, his neck and then collorbone.
"Mine..." she claimed, before leaving a sexy mark just in the middle of his chest, "Moan for me, I want to hear you..." Gwen was taking her dominance more than she ever had and she knew he liked it, change was always welcome.
She nibbled down his chest and then back up, teasing him by flicking his earlobe with the tip of her tongue, "Mhm..tasty.." her voice was low and seductive as she purred into his ear, her breath tickling him.
Oh it felt good to have the power.

I felt her squirming in my arms but I didn't give her any leeway as to where she could move for a couple of more seconds, letting the complete pleasure of my sudden actions wash over her. Only then did my arms release her from the embrace she'd been in, giving her the control I knew she must have so badly wanted. We were both the dominant type who enjoyed being in control, so it was only natural that I'd give her a turn to drive me wild. When she began to bounce I could feel my pleasure already mounting, my breathing hitching in my throat as my moans threatened to escape. My head was still inclined backwards as my body tingled with new-found ecstasy. A knowing smirk found it's way onto my lips when she informed me of just how much I was turning her on at the given moment. In response I began to rotate my hips underneath her thrusts, gaining even more entrance then I already had into her.

Her nips and growls had be almost panting for air but I kept a hold on myself, not willing to show her just how much pleasure she was giving me just yet. That was also always a part of the game I played with her - see how long I could actually resist before giving in completely. My hands continued to roam even as she marked me, and when she commanded me to moan I couldn't help but for once follow her direction. "You're being sexy as fuck.." I managed to say in her ear, and at just that moment she hit a particularly sensitive area, and a throaty moan escaped me just as I knew she'd wanted it to.

I continued to let her have the power for a couple of more minutes, my body beginning to sweat with the heat of the moment. I knew that soon we'd both be probably reaching our climaxing points, but I was going to take advantage of every moment until then and give her an explosive finale. With my strong arms I tossed her back onto the bed, changing the position so I was hovering above her. I knew she was flexible and with this in mind I tossed her legs over my shoulders, my eyes glinting mischievously. "I want to hear how much you want me." I commanded, guiding myself closer to her again. I let my tip rest just on the outside of her before circling her from the outside.

Then I was ramming into her all at once, gaining entrance deeper then I ever had before with the new position. "Fuck.." I murmured out in obvious pleasure, and I began to thrust in and out of her quickly, knowing I was more then likely hitting her sensitive spot. Oh fucking hell..

Gwen smirked at the control she had, having absolutely no problem with taking the control that he wanted, but was thrown off track slightly when he went even deeper, a low moan escaping her lips. "Mhmm...you're cheating..." she purred, her tongue teasing the sensitive spots of his neck. Smirking at his words they fueled her even further, moving a bit faster and causing her to bite her lip to keep from moaning. A soft whimper escaping, however, when his moan came. Oh Lord, that was sexy as hell.

She found she was unable to control herself that much soon, her body was on fire and soon moans were tearing from her throat, accomponied by a whine as she felt the loss of him in her and wriggled slightly in discomfort before looking up at him with big puppy-dog eyes. Begging.

Gasping, she locked her legs behind his head and groaned as he teased her and felt a lust-filled scream tear from her lips as he rammed into her, he wanted to hear her? He would hear her.

"Mhm...I want you s-s-sO! bad..." her voice hiked up a notch in pitch as he hit her sweet spot without mercy and she felt her pleasure building up. Moans as loud as could be were emitting from them both and she knew theywere close. So with some control she put her hand behind his head and pulled him down to kiss her as she felt him let go and screamed into his kiss as she let go as well. And the pleasure just wouldn't stop. They both seemed to be riding never ending waves. Quite a few minutes and aftershocks later they quieted and slowed to a stop, but she held him in her still, her body not ready to feel empty again.

"I-I-I love you, Evan Caldwell..." she panted, her eyes closed and their foreheads resting gently against each other, her hand softly carressing his face, neck and shoulders. They always softly slowed down after such mind-blowing sex, it was bonding and comfortable. Perfect.

Hearing how she was responding to me and just being able to see the effect I had on her was more then enough turn-on for me. Especially when she pulled down my head in a heated kiss that I gladly returned, my moans getting lost in her mouth. I could feel my pleasure mounting, climbing, reaching until I was teetering on the very edge of explosive ecstasy. I could feel us both letting go at the same exact time and I could feel my muscles twitching before locking in place as I rode through the first wave of the overwhelming pleasure. Although moving at quite a slower pace I made sure to keep rocking my hips back and forth to intensify the pleasure even more, and a series of lusty moans tumbled past my lips in the process. This had been, by far, one of my most enjoyable and I could tell it was the same for her, the way our bodies were trembling against each others as we finally began to settle down.

I stayed still like I realized she wanted, not moving out of her but gently unlocking her legs from behind my neck and letting them fall back into place. I was still breathing heavily and my muscles were quivering with exciting fatigue, and I smiled softly at her words. "I.. I love.. I love you too.. Mrs. Caldwell." I managed to whisper huskily, enjoying the sound of the name as it rolled off my tongue. It was still so surreal that she was finally my wife. We were wed. I wasn't sure if I'd ever quite get used to that. I enjoyed the feeling of her touch, my own hands caressing down her sides absently.

We stayed that way for a while longer before I slowly moved to lay beside her, gently letting myself slide from inside of her. The excitement of the day and the vigorous activity we'd just taken part it had suddenly left me feeling exhausted, but I wasn't ready to fall asleep yet. So I wrapped my arms around her bare body and pulled her body against mine, burying my face in her hair and inhaling deeply. She was all mine, for forever and eternity. I was the luckiest man in the world.

Sighing softly as he slid out of her Gwen smiled. They were married. Actually married. And with child. Who would be hungry in the morning. She was looking forward to it already.
"We're married, I'm yours, you're mine, I can't believe it..." she kissed his cheek, "I'm so proud of us, baby. So proud of you." she snuggled into his embrace and just breathed him.

She pulled back slightly to look at him and kissed his nose, smirking slightly, "I get to spend the rest of my life with you...how do I deserve that?" she mused fondly.
She must be the luckiest girl in the world.

I couldn't believe at just twenty years old, I was married and I had a little girl. It was all so surreal, but I realized now that I wouldn't have had my life any other way. Sure, it had been a long road getting where I was. Plenty of downs, a lot of hurt, but it had lead me to where I was. Had given me all I had, and that was why I was thankful. All my experiences had just made me stronger, and in the end I had everything and anything I could have ever wanted in life. Yes, maybe a little younger then I expected, but that just meant now I had even longer to enjoy the life I had built for myself. I knew there would be many more obstacles, but we'd make it through together. We'd been through so much together already, I knew nothing could tear us apart.

Hearing her words I had to smile, knowing she couldn't believe it just as much as I couldn't. It would take a while to really settle in, I figured. "Love the sound of all that..." I mused with a chuckle. "And thanks, babe. Means a lot." I murmured when she said she was proud of me. I let her snuggle against me and wrapped my arms just a bit tighter around her, enjoying the warmth that radiated from her body. "I'm proud of us, too."

I instinctively and playfully wrinkled my nose when she kissed it, but chuckled before kissing her square on the lips in response. "After all we've been through together, we definitely deserve it." I teased. But to me, it was the truth.

Gwen kissed him back and rested her head against his warm chest.
"We also have the best sex life. Not to forget that." she murmured softly, slowly the exhaustion of the day settled in, making her eyelids flutter.

She'd never felt so safe, content or happy in her life. And the witch knew it would only get better. They had so much to look forward to, Faiths whole life, too.

"We deserve it..." she repeated, smiling softly as she slowly drifted off to sleep.
"I love you, Evan Caldwell...husband..." she murmured, now completely gone. The next morning would come soon, Gwen Caldwell would wake up with Evan Caldwell and together they'd spend the day with Faith Caldwell, a happy family. With an enchanted video camera making home videos, an elf who forced Gwen out of the kitchen, near panicing when she but touched the stove.

Life would be perfect. And that was what she dreamt of, in her husbands arms, holding each other.