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The Newlyweds Meme

THE NEWLYWEDS MEME

Early in marriage, newly married couples are affectionate, very much in love, and relatively free of excessive conflict, a state that might be called "blissful harmony."

This is a meme for playing that period out! Because a little fluff (or even smut for some couples) every now and then is a wonderful thing.

The rules:

1) Comment with your character's name and canon, and any preferences you might have.
2) Tag other people who have posted. The two of you are now newlyweds!
3) The scenario is up to you! Could be the wedding night, the honeymoon, a couple months, or even a year after the wedding! At home, at a hotel, wherever and whenever is completely up to you!
4) Have fun!

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How does he always manage to do that to her? She leans into his touch as his hand graces her hair, and it isn't long before her heart is in her throat when her robes falls, further and further, until it pools in a soft rustle at her feet.

She's bare from head to toe, save where a few wavy locks fall over her breasts and spill down her back. The pendant hangs glinting from her throat, the only ornament still remaining as she turns to face her young husband.

"Thank you," she whispers, smiling, as she stands on her toes to kiss his cheek. Her lips linger as her hands slide down his chest, slowly, seeking out the knot of his obi. Her hands tug gently at the wide strip of fabric, pulling him a little closer as she works. Once the obi is undone, she lets it trail to the floor to join her own yukata.

He feels his own robe loosen around him as her hands gently guide it apart. His own body slowly becoming exposed to her. He helps her work it off his shoulders and drops it to the floor.

Standing naked before his beautiful wife, he pauses only to take the sight of her in. Her beautiful hair, spilling around her shoulders, her soft and pale skin, her perfectly formed breasts, every single dip and curve of her body is etched into his memory, and yet it takes his breath away every time.

He gazes back into her eyes, letting a moment of deep longing pass between them. Then he closes the distance once and for all. His arms wrap fully around her and he kisses her long and hard. His hands travel down her back softly squeezing her buttocks. He gently lifts her leg up against his as his palm caresses the back of her thigh. His tongue plays much more vigorously over hers. This is what he's wanted all day, and now he has her. The night could not be more complete.

He makes her feel like one of the beautiful actresses in his movies, perfect and desirable. She might not feel that way most of the time, but right now? Absolutely. Her thigh hitches up to his waist, her slim leg hooked around him with the guidance of his strong hand.

Her fingers grip his shoulders for support as her body presses flush against his, soft curves yielding to firm muscle. She purrs against his lips as they ravish hers, her body arching as she yearns for more.

"Mmm... Marlon..." she breathes, before he sweeps her into another kiss. Slowly her hands push over his chest, then slip beneath his arms to feel the firm contours and lines of his muscular back.

"Ori-...hime" he answers breathlessly in reply, nibbling at her lower lip. His body tingling with need everywhere her hands explore him. In the throes of lust and passion, she's just as perfect at drowning him in pleasure. And his head swims in her kisses, in the way her fingers trace the muscles in his body that he nearly loses his balance and falls forward.

But he regains his footing, panting hard as he presses her up against the wall, allowing only the briefest grunt to escape his lips before devouring her in another kiss. His hand trails firmly down the side of her waist as he pulls away to kiss her cheek, then the side of her jaw, then down to her neck as his lips trace along the pendant of her neck.

In one swift thud, he drops to his knees to kiss her chest. His hands reach up to fondle her breasts. Ever since she confessed to him that they were her weakness, he'd been eager and willing to pay them extra attention. His mouth moves over breast, his tongue strokes firmly against her nipple while his thumb plays over the other.

"Mgh..." she gasps as her back hits the wall, momentarily stunned, but just as swiftly swept up in his passion. She clings to his back, hands arched stiffly over his shoulderblades as he kisses her, again and again. Once he descends to her cheek and jaw, she lifts her head, panting for breath. She's been dreaming about moments like these all day, but he still manages to surprise and thrill her with the real thing.

She opens her eyes briefly as he drops to his knees, looking down at his face just before his mouth latches onto her breast. Orihime shivers with a soft moan, another thrill rolling up through her body as his tongue drags and lifts the point of her breast.

Her head tips back as she closes her eyes, wetting her lips, as her knees nearly buckle. It feels so amazing. She combs her fingers through his hair, massaging his scalp with her thumbs and fingertips as she surrenders to the motions of his mouth and hand.

Her cries of pleasure and the raking of her fingers through his hair urge him on. And he realizes that this is how she tells him what she wants. The way she touches him when he gives her what she wants.

His hand gently squeezes he breast, his thumb moving faster over her nipple, feeling it grow firm to his touch. Licking and sucking at her, he feels her own hand grow firmer, her fingers all but tangling in his hair...it's the way she begs him not to stop. And he doesn't...pulling away only to kiss across her chest before moving his mouth over to her other nipple. He was hers, and he would do anything she wanted for as long as she wanted.

It seems he has her figured out, and pretty well at that. It's true...for things like this, it's difficult for her to articulate and say aloud what she likes and doesn't like. The best she can manage is to nod or shake her head in response to his questions. Talking about it out loud can embarrass her.

But she can't hide how she feels when he loves her so ardently, and so freely. Her heart is beating fast, and as close as he is, she's sure he can feel it. He amazes her. He gives so much, and asks so little in return. She can only hope that he's getting as much pleasure from this as she is, because she's suffering warm shiver after warm shiver as he fondles and sucks at her.

"Marlon...Marlon...!" she gasps, her knee bending as she tries her very best to hold still.

He loves the way she moans his name as he attends to her, the way she eagerly pushes her chest up against his face, the hard firm feel of her nipple against his tongue...The intensity with which she loves what he does to her. In a way, that keeps her bound to him even more tightly than their wedding vows. And he has no desire to ever let her go.

His mouth finally pulling away from her breasts, he rises to his feet and consumes her in another kiss. His mouth moves fiercely over hers as he moans softly against her lips. He pushes his body slowly up against hers, his hard length pressed anxiously up against her folds, his chest pressed against her breasts. His tongue stroking furiously over hers, it's as if he could take her right here right now.

Instead, he wraps his arms around her body and in one swift motion, he lifts Orihime off her feet, carrying her slowly across the room until he dips her down onto their bed, his own body sprawling down on top of her.

For a moment, she's certain that he means to have her against the wall. He's so close, and exuding so much heat, that she can't imagine he'd have the restraint to choose any other option.

But he surprises her once again, just as she starts to wrap her leg around him, by hoisting her up completely to draw her across the room, and down onto the bed. Her breath eases out of her in a soft sigh as she sinks onto the mattress, followed shortly by the weight of Marlon's strong body mantling her own.

She kisses him feverishly, curling her arms around his shoulders and back. Both knees bend, her thighs brushing up against his legs as her hands caress his body with loving strokes.

Ahhh! he moans softly against her mouth. His own kisses come just as hot and wild against hers. His hand roughly massaging her breast as his thumb brushes firmly over her nipple. His other hand caresses along her thigh as his hips grind slowly, teasingly up against hers.

He loves it so much when she touches him like this and when she wraps her legs around him. And his body clings to her just as hard, his arm wrapping around her to cradle her head in his hand.

Tangling his fingers in her hair, he kisses her neck moving along her jaw. With every push against her hips, his length becomes harder, his arousal more intense. He's desperate for her!

"Oh...Orihime..." he whispers breathlessly, his teeth tugging gently at her earlobe "I want you so bad..." Just to say it drives him frantic with need "I want to be...inside you."

She's very glad they chose not to wait any longer. The day-long mounting anticipation must have increased her appetite tenfold, and she suspects Marlon must be feeling the same. Her lips stroke and caress his as she whimpers into his mouth, arching her back to press herself into his hand.

As he breaks to pepper her throat with kisses, she pants swift and hard, her body writhing underneath his. Each teasing thrust makes her heart skip a beat, and the blankets wrinkle beneath her feet as her toes curl.

She smooths her hands down his back and over his rear, thrilling at each motion of his body as it presses against her. "Mmgh...!" she gasps, shivering at his words. It's too much for any woman to stand. "Yes..." she murmurs between labored breaths. "Oh please...!" Her hips lift instinctively in offering, desperate for him to make the plunge that unites their bodies as one.

His face is flush with heat, his breath shuddering in anticipation as he clutches her hips, squeezing her butt hard as he positions himself over her. Taking his length into his hand, he pushes it slowly past her folds, feeling already how hot and wet she is.

The head of his cock presses hard up against her clit as he guides himself forward, slowly pushing his length all the way inside her. "Ohhh!" He sighs loudly, his head swimming in how wonderful she feels around him, lowering her back down onto the bed, his hand grabs her breast. His face presses up against hers as he breathes hot and heavy into her ear. Slowly he begins to thrust inside her. His hips gyrate against hers as he pulls back, stimulating every inch inside of her.

"Ahh!" he growls with pleasure, biting into her earlobe as he thrusts harder, pushing his length deep inside her.

There are several key points of lovemaking that never fail to thrill her. That first push, the first instance of hot, intense friction, is definitely one of them. Orihime's head tips back with a shuddering gasp as he takes his time to fill her. Her thighs tighten against his hips, her fingers clutch at his back and shoulder. She takes a moment to catch her breath, stroking his hair with trembling fingers. "I love you," she whispers, nuzzling against his cheek.

Then he begins to move. Orihime closes her eyes, lashes fluttering as he fills her with pleasure. Her breast is heavy and firm in his hand, her nipple pebbled against his palm. Her hips begin to roll to match the rhythm he establishes as she kisses his hair, her fingers scribing erratic patterns on his broad back.

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