Ch 84 - The Night is Young

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WARNING: Pretty intense romance, but no smut 😉

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Weeks passed, and Sara and Newt returned to their room one afternoon, after the ceremony.

It was simple, not pompous nor extravagant.

She was wearing a simple, flowy white dress that fell just below the knee, and she had flowers adorning her hair—flowers she grew herself. Newt was wearing a loose, white long-sleeve shirt and black pants that he rolled up above his ankles.

It'd taken place on the beach, and they had stood facing each other, barefoot on the sand. With Jorge being the new leader, he officiated the ceremony. And the couple's closest friends stood around them, all dressed in pastel colors. It was all so beautiful.

And without the need of legalities and societal tradition, they were married. There was no reason to wait any longer as they both knew what they wanted for their lives.

Life had finally smiled down at the two.

Both arising from a tragic past, their relationship experienced extreme highs and lows, but they always stuck together. When it seemed like a future together was impossible in so many different ways, Newt and Sara, after three years of suffering and being so close to death, they finally made their vows.

The couple ran back to their room, giggling with infantile joy as they held hands. Once inside, they shut their door and immediately found each other's lips, closing their eyes and grabbing each other, not ever wanting to let go. Newt kissed even faster, and Sara felt the rush of adrenaline in her veins as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

They were euphoric, their laughter and giggles preventing them from satisfying their long-cultivated desire of one another. At that point, it wasn't just a desire; it was a need.

Sara took the initiative and tugged on his shirt, which he immediately pulled off in one swift movement before searching for her lips again. She felt that she was exploding on the inside, kissing him with all her energy and love as she pressed against his bare torso. They were both breathing heavily, and Newt's eagerness was greater every minute.

She kissed the tip of his nose and held out her hand to stop him for a second.

She'd never done this before; her knees were shaking, but she was readier than ever to take this next step. Painfully slowly, she started loosening up the string of fabric that held the dress tightly around her, and Newt's eyes bounced up and down from her fingers to her eyes. Unable to contain himself, he helped her slide off the dress, leaving her only in her bra and shorts.

His eyes filled with complete adoration as they fell upon her semi-naked torso for the first time ever.

"You're a literal dream," he whispered, enchanted by the sight of her.

She grinned and placed her hand on his chest. "And you're my dream come true."

Newt swiftly grabbed her by the waist, and Sara shivered at the electrifying touch that for the first time made direct contact with her skin. He leaned down to kiss her again and picked her up in his arms, Sara wrapping her legs around his body. He walked forward, never letting go of her lips as Sara's back touched the wall.

The desire for more was intense, but this time, no obstacle could stop them anymore. He buried his face into her neck, and she gasped as she felt his soft lips lightly brush against her skin. He kissed particular spots on her neck and near the collarbone, and she tugged on his hair, melting into his touch.

Newt was all hers, and she was all his.

Newt then carried her over to bed, gently setting her down as he crawled over to her, holding himself up. Their hands roamed freely over each other's bodies, almost no space between them and no more barriers. Time and space seemed to halt at Newt's touch.

He suddenly traveled down and started kissing her bare stomach, and Sara couldn't suppress a gasp as she arched her back, her body filling with pleasure. She couldn't believe what Newt was doing to her, but she loved every bit of it.

He sat up and cupped her face, kissing her lips once again as she started rubbing circles on his back with her fingertips. She swerved her leg over, sitting on his lap as she switched places with him, which caught him off guard. As she now lay on top of him, straddling him, stomach against stomach, Sara captured his lips with hers, and Newt's warm hands roamed like crazy over her skin.

She'd never seen Newt get so aroused before, which put a smirk on her face.

"I love you," she whispered hotly against his skin.

"You have no idea how much more I love you," he replied. "Love of my entire life."

He switched places with her in a single movement, and his fingers found the clasp of her bra as her hands tugged on his pants. They were just about to take it a step further when they heard a knock on the door.

Sara huffed with disappointment as they had to pull away. Newt groaned as he rested his forehead on her chest.

"Why?" he lamented softly, and Sara chuckled.

"What do you want, Minho?!" she shouted, knowing full well it was him.

"Sheesh, chill," he replied from the other side of the door. "Just here to invite the newlyweds to the bonfire we prepared."

Newt scoffed as they both got out of bed and quickly put their clothes back on. "We were kinda busy, you bloody shank!"

"Holy shuck! Were you guys—?"

Newt opened the door and they both gave Minho an annoyed look.

"No, we didn't get to that. Wanna guess why?" asked Sara, rolling her eyes.

Minho made a disgusted face. "You have all night and the rest of your lives for that klunk," he waved her off. "Now come with me to the bonfire, or am I gonna have to drag your butts down there?"

He grabbed their arms and pulled them along, but they yanked away from him.

"We're coming," Newt reassured.

"Good," said Minho with a reprimanding tone. "We tried super hard on this thing, and we'd never forgive you two for ditching."

Newt grabbed Sara's hand, jokingly pouting at her as they followed Minho down to the clearing.

So close, she thought, dreamily thinking about what was happening in the room a few minutes earlier.

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