Shourtney AU - Loving So Hard (Mature)

#70 - After-Party

*Courtney* ⚠️

When Shayne and I arrived home the entire scenario still felt so unreal. I was officially a married woman. A wife. The thought alone put a smile on my lips.

The usual gang were already waiting in mine and Shayne's house, as a few of them had keys in case of an emergency. Most people were quite drunk already, and so as Shayne and I danced into the night we decided to catch up, before eventually sitting down amongst our friends and dropping into a rather contemplative mood, with myself positioned on Shayne's lap. Our wedding attire was now completely dry from the earlier ocean fiasco, which was fortunate because I didn't want to take my dress off just yet.

"I can't believe you guys are actually married," Olivia muttered with a beaming smile.

I kissed Shayne's cheek as he responded, "I know. We're so grown up!"

Everyone's unified response was a heartfelt laugh, and Damien spoke up, "It really was a beautiful ceremony."

Nods and mumblings of agreements became both visible and audible, and Shayne and I shared a smirk upon each other's lips. Like the night of our engagement, I was heavily lusting over him again, but this time I'd force myself to be patient. It was our wedding day, and I wanted to share it with my friends as well as the love of my life.

"So you guys leave for Barbados tomorrow?" Noah asked, sipping a glass of ice cold water to sooth his headache.

I nodded, "Tomorrow night. I'm so excited!"

Shayne laughed heartily, "Me too, babe."

"Now you can have all the sex you want without scarring us you damn exhibitionists!" Damien dramatically exclaimed.

Everyone else cackled manically, tearing up at Damien's joke, but Shayne and I blushed a deeper crimson than ever imaginable.

"Hey! We are not exhibitionists!" I feebly retaliated.

Olivia rolled her eyes playfully, "Yes you are, Court."

Keith followed her up, barely able to contain his laughter, "On your engagement night you two practically undressed each other while we were still there! It was only because of Liv forcing everyone out that we didn't see, but you two didn't seem to care!"

Once more, Shayne and I blushed, but we joined in on the laughter, with ours admittedly being a little more cautious and laced with anxiety.

"Maybe we aren't exhibitionists! Maybe you're all just voyeuristic!" Shayne joked.

"Eww, no!" Jessica and Olivia giggled simultaneously.

*Shayne*

It was around 11:30pm when our friends began to leave, and Court and I proceeded to wipe down the alcohol-scented counters and clean up dust from the vicinity of the snack bowls on the coffee table. Subsequently, we resided in our bedroom, embracing and gazing into nothing but each other's eyes. The dim moonlight illuminated Courtney's glossy emerald gems with a vivacious hue, and it complimented her eloquent white wedding dress and blinding blonde hair all the more.

"You're so beautiful," I muttered under my breath, just loud enough so my wife could hear.

Courtney grinned, "You're perfect, Shayne, in every way. I love you so, so much. Today has been the best day of my life."

With a smirk, I followed her up with, "It's only gonna get better."

Subsequently, our wedding attire finally came off, and, minutes later, we found ourselves in the shower, with Courtney pressed up against the glass panel and myself stood in the centre, allowing the water to strike my back with every thrust, accompanying the ever-deepening clawing sensation originating from Courtney's nails. Her screams and cries of pleasure seemed to echo around the house as I only went harder and faster, sharing the warmth from one another's drenched bodies.

Courtney's dazzling blonde locks stuck to my neck as our tongues intertwined yet again, and her smooth, shaven legs glided up my own, stationing themselves around my waist.

"Jump," I growled, not slowing my pace.

With a moan, Courtney hoisted herself up and proceeded to scream my name yet again, imploring me never to stop. Beads of condensation trickled down the now-warm glass surface, and the mirror began to steam up, blurring our reflections into one infused mass, just as we were.

"I-I love you," Courtney whimpered repeatedly.

We eventually escaped from the shower, however, the sink would be good enough, and so I lifted my wife up and thrusted into her whilst she leaned back against the mirror. The two of us hadn't even dried ourselves yet, and so the cool temperature only spurred me to go even faster.

Finally, I pulled away after Courtney and I finished in unison, coupled with loud grunts and groans. She panted heavily as her eyes rolled back in their sockets and her bare chest deflated and inflated at a quickening pace. Courtney then rested her head against the mirror, before tracing my jawline with her delicate fingers.

"We're only getting better," Courtney wheezed, wiping the sweat from her brow.

I nodded in agreement, leaning into her and struggling to catch my breath. Our embrace only deepened as Courtney wrapped her arms around my neck and nibbled my ear lobe and jaw.

"We're married, Shayne," she exclaimed quietly with an underlying tone of ecstasy.

Without a verbal response, I cupped Courtney's face and kissed her lightly, lingering for a few seconds, before she whispered, "I love you so much."

I grinned, knowing she knew I loved her too, but I decided to humour her anyway, "I love you more."

"Not possible," Courtney giggled, and she kissed me again.