What I Want

Chapter 27: Control

After about an hour of driving into the night, Mal noticed that it was beginning to get difficult to see out the window. She couldn't even see the stars anymore. Was it actually snowing out there? It was almost like a blizzard. She could barely make out the mountains in the distance. The road was starting to get a bit bumpy too, practically rocking the limo side to side. Where the hell were they right now? Mal was confused. Wasn't it supposed to be autumn right now? Then it hit her. There is only one place that could be in winter right now. She and Ben were in Arendelle. She had thought Ben was going to take her to some tropical paradise, but this was a nice surprise. She smiled, eager to find out what else he had in store for her. She hoped she wouldn't have to wait much longer. Thankfully, in the distance, she began to make out the shape of a log cabin. Well, she certainly didn't expect this either, but truthfully, she would have been happy with just staying home. She didn't need a honeymoon, but rather, just some alone time with Ben. However, she was pretty enthusiastic about being so secluded and away from the world. It was going to be great not having anyone interrupting them. Mal was snapped out of her own thoughts when she realized the limo had stopped. They had arrived at the cabin. Mal was about to open her door when Ben reached out and stopped her.

"Uh-uh, no. You wait right there. I'll get the door for you," Ben told her,"let me be a gentleman."

"Ugh, fine," Mal huffed, slightly annoyed. However, he was being a bit cheesy, which of course, was turning Mal on. Ben's cheesiness really did put her in the mood, although neither quite knew why, but Ben was going to take advantage of it. He stepped out on the other side of the limo and walked around to open Mal's door for her. Before she could step out, Ben scooped her up and held her bridal style, which was quite fitting, since she was an actual bride now.

"I don't want you to ruin that pretty dress of yours in this deep snow," Ben whispered into her ear,"Evie worked way too hard on it."

"That she did," Mal agreed,"now come on, let's get inside! It's freezing out here."

"I'll warm you up," Ben laughed as he carried Mal through the deep snow over toward the door as the limo driver drove away. He fumbled a bit, struggling to get the key out of his pocket and into the key hole all while still holding Mal up and out of the snow. She was making it difficult to focus, as she had begun kissing his neck. By some miracle, he actually got the door open, and stumbled inside, kicking the door shut and managing to lock it. Neither of them paid much attention to the cabin's atmosphere. Ben just carried Mal straight to the bedroom, which was a little hard to find in the dark, but he managed to find it by using his sheer determination to have her. It was a good thing the door was open, or else he would have had to take her on the couch, although that wasn't such a bad idea to do later. For now though, he placed her on the bed and turned on the lights. He then shut the door and just looked at her. She was an absolutely stunning bride, his bride, and the thought turned his insides into mush, especially with the way she was looking at him. Her eyes were glowing bright green, but her pupils were dilated, signaling the lust that was filling her body. She wanted him, bad, and he could see it. He practically pounced on her, molding his lips to hers. They kissed feverishly, pure fire building up inside them. There was enough heat between them to burn down the entire world; that was how bad they wanted each other right now. They began to move their hips against each other, dying to be satisfied, but it wasn't enough. Ben started reaching for the zipper on her wedding dress when Mal stopped him.

"No," she sighed into his mouth,"I want to make love to you in my wedding dress."

Ben pulled back and looked at his bride curiously. Why would she want that? He would have taken the time to ponder it, but somehow Mal had already worked out of her panties and was fiddling with Ben's pants. In truth, she was still a bit nervous about being naked in front of him. He really had only truly seen her once, and that alone was a terrifying moment. She wanted to stay clothed a little longer, hoping her nerves would cease after one orgasm. Plus, she just didn't want to waste time having to remove clothes. She wanted him now. Mal smiled when she finally had opened up Ben's pants and boxers, his length springing free. However, she didn't look at it, in fear that she might chicken out. She then rolled on top of him, her dress practically engulfing his entire lower body. She shivered when she felt him against her bare leg. He was ready for this, and so was she. However, for the first time, she wanted to take this slow. Mal gradually sank down on to Ben, moaning loudly when he was finally inside her. Even though it had only been a few hours, she had missed being with him like this.