After the Storm

12. The first night

Mature content ahead.
P.S. Reader's discretion is advised. (Please, if you are not comfortable, just skip this part.)

We're now alone in the room. Jungkook had been silent since he whisked me away from our family. I gulped hard, I can sense our rising sexual tension.

"Uhmm, Jungkookie, are you okay?"

He looked straight into my eyes.
There is that burning passion, love and is that lust reflecting in his doe-like eyes? He caressed my arms, slowly and softly, like a butterfly fulttering its wings.

"Please forgive me Dahyunie, I may not be able to control myself tonight."

His raspy voice whispered into my ears. His hot breath sending bolts to my system enough to stun me.

"Oh, uhmm but can I have a shower first? I'm kind of feeling sticky." I nervously asked him, unsure of how to act.

"Can I join you?" He asked with all seriousness. His eyes still blazing with earthly desires.

I gulped hard. He's my husband now and surely there's nothing wrong with having some lovey-dovey actions on our wedding night. I'm just fidgety, nervous and excited all at the same time.

" Yes." I whispered.

Upon hearing that, he swiftly carried me bridal style towards the bathroom. I clinged to his neck, nervous of falling.

He let me stand on my feet, his hands still on my waist. With utter gentleness, helped me stripped of my dress, pulling down the zipper on the back.

I stand there awkwardly with only my brassiere and panty, my dress discarded down my feet.

With my newfound bravery, I reached towards him, caressing his muscular chest and slowly unbottoning his shirt, freeing his magnificent upper body. My hands travelled from his well-muscled chest down to his equally magnificent abs.
I'm one lucky girl to have him as my husband. I then unclasped his belt, helping him removed his pants.

We stand there, gazing at each others eyes, knowing that this will be a night to remember.

"You are so beautiful." He remarked. His big hands cupped my face while he slowly descended his lips to capture mine.

The kiss was intense, it captures the long years of waiting for this particular moment. Jungkook slightly bit my lower lip for me to open up for him, inserting his tongue and duelling with mine. I moaned with the intensity of our kiss.
His lips then travelled downward, to my chin, neck and collarbones, sucking in the process and giving me lots and lots of hickeys.

His hands went to carress my back and unclasped my brassiere. With shyness, I covered my bare breast with my hands.

"You are perfect Dahyunie, do not hide your beauty from me, please?" Jungkook whispered, patiently waiting for my acquiescence.

With a bit of hesitancy, I freed myself for him to see. His big hands slowly travelled towards my bare breast, cupping them softly. He tweaked my nips and ever so lightly captured them with his lips. I moaned with pleasure, the unfathomable emotion blinding my rationality. He then lapped my nips with his skillful mouth one after the other and all I did was grasped his hair and pulled his head closer to me. After giving  love to my upper body, his feverish kisses travelled downward to my navel, my inner thighs and towards the center of my feminity.

"Jungkook, please." I uttered with passion.

With his teeth, he pulled my underwear down as he also removed his and carried me towards the shower.

The sprinkle of water from the shower head did not ebbed one bit our blazing passion. Jungkook, with his gentlemanly manner touch me with utmost care and love.

"Let me wash my wife." Jungkook said and proceeded to lather my body with soap. Appreciating hia gesture, I also washed his body. My naughty hands caressed his nape, his chest, biceps and the oh-so- wonderful abs of his. Still with that naughtiness, I touched his masculinity, standing tall, big and proud.

He groaned and with urgency, finished our shower,dried our body with haste and carried me away from the bathroom. He deposited me carefully unto the awaiting bed.  

He kissed my lips, peppering kisses to my whole face while his hands cupped my breast. I too did my fair share of caressing as I touched his back muscles down to his delicious buttocks.

He stopped for a little bit to stare at my eyes, conveying that he was at his limit. I smiled at him and nodded. I'm also quite excited for our union.

He then went directly to my breast, kissing the right one while his hand stroked the left one.
His other hand, slowly descended to cupped my feminity. Much like testing the waters, he inserted one finger, readying me for his onslaught.

"Ohhh uhmm." I moaned heartily unable to really make coherent words.

His lips, much to my astonishment also went downwards and kissed my center, giving it the much needed love and attention.

"My wife, are you ready?" He asked me.

I admired him for that, even with our heightened emotion, he did not forget to ask for my consent.

I lovingly cupped his face and kissed him intensely, sucking his lower lip.

"Yes, go on. Show me what you got my hubby." I naughtily taunted him. There is that slight nervousness within me, but who wouldn't be? His thing is big, huge even, and that thing will enter me.

He smiled, opened my legs wide and slowly inserted the tip of his thing to my awaiting feminity.

There is that slight discomfort that turned to a full-blown pain when he pushed his length within me. I cried silently for the pain. He noticed it and stopped for a while for me to adjust to his invasion. He kissed my lips, murmuring words of comfort and i love yous to take my mind of the pain.

"You can go on, I can managed." I stated when I felt the pain slowly transforming to little bits of pleasure.

I moaned when I fully encased his shaft within me. We are now united not only in marriage but also physically. I am one with this man, my husband. It's all worth it,  saving myself for him.

All through the night, we made love and I guess with all the things we did, I may not be able to walk properly the following day.