It was almost 5am by the time the driver got to their house. Maggie yawned against Noel's chest as he put his arm around her and helped her shuffle up the driveway.
"Ay wake up. If you think I'm carrying you over the threshold, you have another thing coming." He said as he shook her slightly.
Maggie groggily opened her eyes. Home. Their home. She smiled. There was still lots to do, but it was liveable at least, and their fairly large acreage was ready for summer.
"Alright then. C'mon, let's get you to bed." Noel whispered.
He looped her arms around him neck. Maggie hiked her dress up, and she let him give her a piggyback up the stairs.
"Mmm no wait this is our wedding night." She mumbled.
Noel chuckled.
"It's 5am. We're shattered. It'll keep."
Maggie shook her head.
"No, it won't. Stop trying to get out of this marriage."
"I'm not! Shhhh, just let's get ready for bed."
Noel placed her gently on the bed, and he sat next to her.
She stuck her foot out and smiled at him. She gestured for him to begin unlacing her boots. Traditional wedding dress she may have gone, but the goth boots would always remain. Noel slowly unlaced them, rolling her socks down with it.
Maggie shivered slightly as his fingers skimmed over her inner ankles and up her calf.
"Come here." She said.
Noel leant down, and Maggie loosened his tie, unbuttoning his shirt in the process. She kissed him. Slowly at first, then eagerly. She was in his lap. The white silk of her wedding dress hiked up to her hips as he kissed her feverishly. Noel unbuttoned her dress at the back, marvelling at the delicate lace of her underwear and garter.
"You're so beautiful." He said gently.
Maggie blushed.
Noel slipped the dress from her shoulders, removing it completely. He flipped their positions, and he began slowly kissing down her body. His lips left, tingling fiery trails over her throat, chest, and abdomen. Maggie watched lustily in the dim light as Noel gripped the garter in his teeth and slid it down her leg. His warm lips moved along her upper thigh to her centre. Maggie's fingers scraped through the fine fuzz of his hair.
Even after all the hundreds of times they'd done this. He still made her feel excited. He made her feel special. It was sexy. But it was also tender. She'd never experienced this feeling with anyone besides him, and now she wouldn't have to.
Maggie's body felt delightfully loose, warm, and glowing after her orgasm. She wasted no time in ridding Noel of the final pieces of clothing. He pressed her lips to his and guided himself inside her. She bit her lip at the pleasurable sensation. She smiled at the audible gasp of pleasure he made next to her ear.
They were still getting used to having "unsafe sex." After their engagement had been made official, Maggie spoke to Noel about when he wanted to start "trying" since it seemed like kids were something they both wanted fairly soon. Noel had seemed keen to get "practising" right after the wedding as before it they would be so busy with the house and wedding arrangements that it wouldn't be a smart idea.
Her doctor had said it could take up to 6 months after removing birth control for her hormone levels to balance out making pregnancy more likely as her cycle could regulate and they could figure out when it was most likely for her to fall pregnant. But he had also told her of the unlikely possibility of it happening any time the sex was unprotected. She'd gotten it removed there, and then as if Noel wanted to start trying after the wedding, then at least she had the 6 months before to try and get her hormone levels steady again.
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Pictures Of You
FanfictionIt's 1987 and Maggie Mitchell is your designated, unfriendly, neighbourhood "goth girl". And when that neighbourhood is the council estate of Burnage in Manchester, Maggie has definitely not chosen the easy path in life. 17 years old and desperately...