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Marriage Consummation

The Marriage Consummation Meme
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The wedding bells have rung - or the correct sacrifices have been made, depending on your culture. Whatever the case may be, you're married now, and the night is yours. However, there is one expectation on you: it's time to consummate the marriage.

Whether you're in love, in this marriage because it was arranged, or absolutely in hate with your new spouse, you're with them now. Have you two been intimate before this, or is your first time...with them or first time period? Do you know what you want and are you full of lust, or do you have no clue what's going on? Maybe you even have to seduce your partner who wants nothing to do with this!

...or, most forbidden of all, you're not the one getting married to this person. You just have to be with them on their wedding night, because you want them no matter what!

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I - [ In truth, she had not presumed to think about the method of how she would be getting undressed - but she knew it was something that would have to be done. Nor would she be able to do it by herself. ] I would require your assistance, my lord.

[ The ties that kept her in the dress ran down the back, and she carefully gathered her auburn hair to one side to bring it over her shoulder, turning away from him. ] They are difficult to reach.

[He nodded in response and set to trying to undo the back of her dress. He had never done such a fiddly task before and was finding it hard, since his hands were not meant for such a complex task. At least, he was finding it complex. Yet, he was not about to give up. He managed to undo the first tie and then the second but the third had him sighing with the effort. Why did women's clothes have to be so difficult? It wasn't that much unlike tying a piece of armour together.]

Damn....why do these ties have to be so difficult? [He muttered under his breath, as he eventually untied her dress to view the soft flesh underneath.]

Forgive me, my lady. I have never unlaced a woman's dress before.

[ It was likely due to her nerves, but the cursing behind her was enough to spur her into laughing - although it was less of a laugh than a chuckle, a soft sound of amusement before she turned around, the sides of her dress beginning to give way as the laces were loosened.

She turned around to face him, mirth in her eyes - but her hands steadied themselves against his chest as she looked up. ]

And I have never had a man unlace my dress before. So we are of the same mind in this, I think.

Aye, you are right. We're both new to this game. [The game being marriage. At least she found his faults amusing. Unlacing dresses being one. He'd rather have a good strong piece of steel in his hand than laces from a dress.]

Thank you for allowing me to do this. [He felt like he had to thank her, as most men would just rip their wife's dress off and be done with it. Yet, Ned wanted to take things slow and savour the moment. This moment between them was very special. He allowed his hands to ghost along her revealed shoulders and pushed the dress further down her body, until the top half of her was revealed to him.]

[ She imagined that undoing the fastenings on her dress couldn't have been easy with his hands as big as they were, meant more for wielding a powerful weapon than for handling delicate tasks such as this.

In spite of the fire warming the room, she resisted the urge to shiver as he eased the dress down over her arms, leaving a new expanse of skin exposed to the open air. Her hair was long enough to cover her breasts, falling all the way down to her waist, but she had to will herself not to shield herself with her arms, leaving her body open for his perusal. ]

[Ned gazed down at her chest covered with her own long dresses of hair. He gently eased her hair over one shoulder so he could gaze down at the soft flesh beneath. He swallowed thickly at what he saw and felt a stirring inside of his breeches. A woman's form had a beauty all of it's own. He leant in to kiss her neck softly and allowed a calloused hand to trace down in between her breasts then cupping one softly.

He didn't want to rush things and certainly didn't want to cause her to be nervous.]

[ Her breath left her in a hushed exhale - first at the warmth of his mouth moving along the side of her neck, and then in the moment that he cupped her breast in his hand. The callouses on his fingertips felt different on her skin, making her nipple perk against his palm, and she clutched at him, somehow needing him to steady herself as she closed her eyes.

It was his name that fell from her lips - not Brandon's, not even the name that she had uttered when she had spoken her vows, but the name his family called him. The name his wife would call him. ] Ned.

[His name being uttered by her own breath sounded precious. It was the first time he had heard her call him by his family name. He broke off his kisses and looked her in the eye, smiling fondly at her.]

Cat. [He uttered her own name in a deep whisper then brought up both her hands in his and kissed them. She was his now and he would protect her with his life and his honour. No one or nothing would take her away from him. Not even the rebellion.

He allowed her hands to fall at her sides, as he continued to explore the top half of her body. He kissed her collarbone then moved to place a kiss on her right breast, allowing his tongue to slide slowly over her perked nipple.]

[ The only other person who had called her Cat had been Brandon - but it had always been in jest on his lips, a tease. When Ned spoke it it felt like the most intimate of caresses against her skin, like a lover's touch. She was drawn in by him, her hand lightly cupping the back of his head as he bent low to let his mouth descend over her body. So often she had heard stories of the wedding night as something to dread - but who could dread something like this? She knew within her heart that he would never hurt her here, in the one place where the two of them would be alone together.

Ned was a good man, with a good heart. She nudged his chin up slightly, smiling down at him when he lifted his head. ] Would you allow me to assist you with your own clothes, my lord Stark?

[He nodded silently and moved away so that she could tend to his leather doublet and belt. He was already hungry to taste more of her warm skin under his tongue but knew that he would have to get out of his clothes first. It would only be polite to allow her the privilege to aid him with his clothing also.]

Of course. [Perhaps, she would find undressing him easier because her fingers were slight and smaller than his ungainly ones.]

[ Her fingers were smaller but deft, making quick work of his belt before letting it hit the floor with an accompanying thump of metal and leather - and then she proceeded to begin on the ties that held his doublet closed.

Unconsciously, she was stepping closer to him, into his space. She felt the warmth of his breath on her cheek and she tipped her face up to his, finding his mouth with her own. ]

[He watched her undress him with ease and efficiency. It was as if she had done this before but of course, she hadn't. She was just good with her hands he thought. The thump of his belt hitting the floor made him lick his lips with anticipation. He was already aroused and hard inside his breeches and wanted to wrap himself up with her in the warm furs.]

You're doing a better job of undressing me then me undressing you. Perhaps, we should do this more often. [He traced her jawline with his thumb and smiled, before leaning into her kiss.]

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[ She had glimpsed the evidence of his arousal as she was undressing him, but had averted her gaze - because of what, exactly? She would be seeing it soon enough with her own eyes. She knew what would have to transpire between them in order for the marriage to be truly consummated.

His humor eased her nervousness again, and she broke the kiss with a slow smile before loosening the last of the ties of his doublet, pushing it off his broad shoulders. Her dress still hung low on her hips and she chose to be bold, shifting her body so that it slipped off to pool on the floor around her ankles, only followed by her shift. ]

[Ned allowed her to removed his doublet and let it fall to the floor with the rest of their clothes. His eyes followed where the rest of her dress was going and then pressed a kiss to her lips when her shift was removed. They were near naked with one another and Ned felt a warmth coarse through him. A strange feeling that felt so good.]

Cat...[He breathed softly, as his hands traced down her back and allowed his fingers to touch her bare skin.]

[ He pressed his strong body against her own and Catelyn gasped at the warmth that flooded over her, her arms moving to encircle him. Somehow they had done all of this while standing, the bed just out of reach.

He spoke her name again, low and deep, and she arched into the touch of his hands on her skin. She could feel his arousal stiffen against her thigh and knew that he desired her, but what surprised her most of all was that she desired him as well. ]

[He could sense how much she desired him from the way she pressed herself close to him. He was pleased that she wasn't nervous or unsure about sharing her body with him. Ned pressed a kiss to her neck and let his rough hands caress her breasts gently, pushing his arousal against her.]

You're so beautiful...

[ She had been called a great beauty before but on his lips, she believed those words - because they meant something much deeper than what lay on the surface. A part of her wanted to press closer to him to try and hide herself, but the other part wanted that closeness to demonstrate that she was willing.

Her hands slowly lowered, beginning to loosen the ties of his trousers. ]

[Ned allowed her deft fingers to work on the ties of his trousers. He could feel his breathing become quicker with every piece of clothing being removed. The special thing about it all was that his wife was doing it and not him. He couldn't help but press a soft kiss to her jaw, as she removed his trousers.]

[ There were things she'd heard talk of before but never glimpsed. She knew what it meant when a man was aroused, but never had she seen the evidence with her own eyes, never felt it hard and pulsing against her palm as she tentatively slipped a hand inside the front of his trousers to feel it for herself. Her breath caught; somehow she was expected to take all of that inside her? It was a dizzying thought.

But she kept her hand on him, listening closely for his reactions, unable to keep her own breathing slow and even as she began to caress his length. ]

[Ned groaned deeply at the touches she was giving to his aching manhood. Her small hand felt so good around his hot flesh he was finding it hard to keep his composure. He had never been touched like this before with a woman so it was a whole new experience for him.

He looked into her eyes and began to fondle one of her breasts once more, letting his thumb and forefinger pinch a nipple. He also wanted to explore between her legs to find out how much she wanted him.]

[ She wanted him. From what she felt under her hand she could tell he wanted her too, but it seemed as though there was a better place for all of this.

She leaned into him, her hand slipping out of his trousers and into his to give it a gentle tug. ] Come to bed with me, my lord.

[The Northman just nodded and offered his wife a small smile. He wasn't nervous much, now that they were approaching their confirmation in full. It was just he didn't want to make any mistake and wanted this night to be special and one to remember forever.

Ned held Cat's hand, as they walked to the large bed covered in wolf fur. It was a Stark's choice and hoped the Tully he married would not object. Furs were a big part of who and what they were.]

My lady....[Ned whispered softly and gently laid down his wife onto the furs and began to kiss her lips passionately.]

[ The sensation of the fur against her bare skin felt illicit somehow, luxurious, finer than any cloth she had ever touched; she had a sudden vision of being wrapped up in nothing but fur and waiting for him to return on a cold evening.

But then his body was covering hers and she welcomed him into her arms, kissing him deeply, feeling the weight of him settle between her legs. ]

[Ned always enjoyed the feeling of the soft fur around his skin anytime of day, especially when the cold winds threatened to cut through his armour and leathers. The furs kept cold out and kept you warm when you needed them to. Now, he was sharing a bed with the woman he loved most and wanted to love her the way a husband should.

He rubbed his aching manhood against her thigh, as he fingers went to explore between her legs, rubbing her sex slowly with two calloused fingers.]

[ She gasped against his mouth as his fingers dipped between her legs, touching her in that most intimate place. For a moment she couldn't fathom her own response and then she recognized her own arousal, the slickness there against his fingertips. She breathed against his mouth and hitched a leg up, bending it at the knee to slide her thigh against the outside of his hip.

It was both terrifying and exhilarating at the same time. Gone was her worry for the moment when his mouth slanted over hers and she tasted his warmth, felt the hairs of his beard rasp against her face. ]

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