Fate The Winx Saga Imagines & Preferences

Andreas ~ Wedding Night

Plot ~ You just married Andreas of Eraklyon and your mother never informed you about what happens on the wedding night, so you have to inform

IDK if Andreas is the King of Eraklyon or just a citizen, but for this, he will be.

Warning ~ SMUT! (I don't know how to write smut, so if it sucks, do let me know how to improve on writing these hot scenes!)

Reader is a female in this one!

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You were now a wife.

You were now married to Andreas.

The King of Eraklyon.

You had heard stories about him during your years at Alfea, with him just about having sex with every single student whose panties he could slip off with his words... and his fingers, but you couldn't help yourself having a crush on the handsome man.

You never admitted this to anyone, but you fantasised about being alone in the showers and Andreas sneaking in and fucking you against the wall, as you scream from the pleasure he was making you feel.

Now you were the luckiest girl in the world. You married him. The walking-talking sex machine that you had plenty of dirty thoughts about. Being intimate with him would make all your wildest dreams come true.

Fucking you against a wall, in public, in a pool or bath, in bed, even against a tree! Whatever scenario you thought up, he'd be there to help you through the desire you craved.

But those were fantasies. This was reality.

As much as you wanted to be a seductress in the bed... enough to make Andreas want you more, unfortunately you were not.

Your mother forgot to mention what went on in the marriage bed, other than quote unquote babies are made and men have their fill. Her words, not yours or mine!

Andreas had been kind to you, calling you names like "beautiful" and "sweetheart". He made you feel special. Like no other woman.

When he asked you to be his girlfriend, you nodded your head with enthusiasm.

After 3 years of dating, he asked you to marry him and you broke down in tears, before kissing him so much, that he had to resist the urge to have you right then and there, in front of so many people.

He was eye-sexing you as the officiant went on, and especially during your vows. He hoped no one saw the tent that was pitching in his pants.

As soon as you were declared man and wife, he practically ate your lips as you two kissed. He didn't want to wait anymore to have you.

The wedding feast felt like torture for Andreas. Saul, Ben, Farah and Rosalind offered their congratulations, as did Queen Luna, which surprised you, though your face and words didn't show.

Andreas growled "Finally! I thought I was going to have to put you on that table and fuck you right there!"

You gasped. You felt a odd sensation between your legs. Andreas groaned as his hands travelled down there and you whimpered.