You laughed loudly as Chanyeol carried you up the stairs. You were wearing your after-reception dress, a short sparkly white dress so you could dance after the ceremony. Your wedding ceremony to be precise. Today was the wedding day of you and Chanyeol, and you had now been official husband and wife for about 8 hours. Dinner had been eaten and you had left the guests a bit earlier to enjoy your first night as husband and wife.
You were laughing your ass off, because Chanyeol was in one of his funny moods, and to top it all he had a bright red wine stain on his pearly white suit. You brushed his soft brown hair out of his eyes as he clumsily opened the door. The stumbled in, almost dropping you. You locked your arms around his neck as he giggled nervously. You smiled and kissed him for the millionth time today. He carried you to the bed and put you down on in. Taking his jacket and tie off he poured two glasses of champagne. Kicking your heels off you took a sip, and sat there, smiling at your new husband in comfortable silence. He finally sighed and sat next to you.
'Should we..?'
The question you had feared for so long. Out of principal you had wanted to wait with sex until marriage. You knew Chanyeol wasn't a virgin anymore, and that was okay, but your personal insecurities and fears had held you from giving in. Now, even when he had sworn to stay by your side no matter what, you were still afraid of his reactions. He seemed to notice your silent dispute because he reached for your hand.
'I love you.'
His whisper was so low and soft his voice cracked a bit. You leaned in, meeting his lips softly, but with a different feeling than before. His hands ghostly slipped up your waist, his finger trailing your ribs. His tongue pushed against your lips, rubbing against them until you opened your lips to let him in. He was gentle, almost gone unnoticed, as be toyed with the zipper on your back and opened it just a bit. He lifted you and his lap, your head bending down to meet his now. You lightly hooked your fingers in the collar of his shirt, plopping the buttons open. Your finger grazed over his chest until the last button was open, and you took off his shirt and already opened vest at the same time. His chest was burning hot, radiating towards your body. His slender hands zipped your dress open all the way, and the flipped you over so he could pull it off. It slid on the ground, and Chanyeol stood there for a second, admiring yout body.
'How could you have hidden this from me for so long?'
Without waiting for an answer he ducked down and kissed your neck and chest, reaching behind you to fiddle with your bra. He takes it off, and lets his hands find your boobs and slightly squeeze them, earning a gasp from you. Chanyeol smirked and leaned forward to bite on your lips, and trail little kisses down your body from there.
'I'm gonna show you how beautiful you really are.'
His voice vibrated through your ribcase as he went through the valley between your breasts.
'I'm gonna make you believe it..'
His breath tickled your stomach.
'I'm gonna make you feel it.'
His face was above your panties now. For some reason he was panting, and the warmth of the exhaled air hit your sensitive skin. He hooked his fingers under the pale blue fabric and pulled it down. Your breaths became irregular in anticipation, but he didn't let you wait or give you any time to prepare. He ducked down, his mouth open so most of you was covered by his warm cavern. You almost screamed and bucked you hips up violently. Chanyeol grabbed your hips to steady you, as you started to feel his tongue push up against you, making your back arch. You desperately reached out for his head and grabbed on his hair. He dug his tongue inside of you, and your muscles contracted around him. A moan left Chanyeol's lips, not able to keep it in anymore. He slipped two fingers in, gently testing if you could take them. Your helpless bucking said enough, and he started curling them up and pulling them in and out of you. You trashed around, your head flying in all directions.
'Chanyeol-ahh~ CHAnyeol! Please~!'
You didn't see his smirk, but you certainly felt his chuckle, causing you to moan again. He kept of sucking on your clit while opening up his pants and kicking off his shoes. He pulled his pants and underwear down, and pulled away from you. You looked at his slightly damp face. He leaned his forehead on yours and held both your hands as he slowly slid into you. Your eyes buried in his, refusing to break eye-contact right now. He saw the colours in your eyes shift, the rosiness rise to your cheeks.
Then he slowly rolled in until he reached the end . He pulled out slowly, and rocked back in. He traced your face for pain, but as he didn't see any he kept going, harder and harder. You broke the eye-contact by throwing your head back, exposing your neck to Chanyeol's eagar mouth. You felt pressure building as Chanyeol bit down harshly on your collarbone.
'Chan-Channie~! I'm- I th-think..'
Chanyeol squeezed your hands.
'It's okay'
He locked lips to absorb your screams, his whisper echoeing in your mind. You felt his movements become irregular and twitchy. You kissed him extra hard, wanting to give him that little extra bit. His moan rumbled in your mouth and you felt him twitch, a warm sensation spreading inside of you. Chanyeol fell off of you with a sigh, immediatly pulling you to his body. Your sweat mixed as you curled up at his chest and he pulled the blanket over you. He kissed your nose.
'Do you finally believe you are beautiful?'
He send you his happy virus smile and you laughed.
'Well, you certainly made me feel it.'
He blushed a bit, despite everything that had just happened. His nose buried in your hair and you trailed patterns on his chest, deep in thought.
'What's wrong?'
Chanyeol seemed concerned and a frown split his flawless forehead. You bit your lip and inhaled deeply.
'Channie.. I-I'm not on the pill or anything.. and eh.. you didn't wear a condom so I'm possibly... Probably..'
'Pregnant? You mean I might be a baby-daddy?'
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
His grin was almost ridiculous, as he rubbed your tummy and started laughing.
'Daddy Chanyeol ... Mummy (y/n)... I like the sound of that..'
