Authors note: This is a little story that popped into my head and I had to get it out. Actually, it's only a few moments of their lives. Writing a whole story with plot and everything is very hard for me. Sorry.

There are three very short and sappy chapters and I'm afraid that everyone is OOC, but I just felt like it. Don't hang me, just move on, if you don't like it. Reviews are a surprise, but a nice one. I hope.

All the weird choices of words are mine. The characters aren't, sadly.

Shawnie

He was a lean man, but much heavier than average human. So she felt pain as his hips moved against hers. But it was good pain, leading to sensations so intense she feared she might die out of sheer pleasure.

Their first night together as husband and wife, god and woman, was full of need and lust and love. Hunger to touch every inch of the other. Magic without magic.

The next morning she stood under the cooling stream of water and studied her naked body. Light purple bruises decorated her arms and inner thighs and hips up to her navel. Now there's a Twilight moment, she thought to herself.

"I'm sorry," she heard a soft voice behind her saying.

She turned, startled, and saw him standing there, shirtless, clad only in his dark green pants. His face was sad, guilt-ridden. Another Twilight moment.

"There's no need to be sorry," she said and winced. She was sore in certain places.

He came closer, still looking guilty. "I hurt you. I didn't mean to."

She pulled him under the shower and kissed him softly. "Believe me, it looks worse than it is," she said. "And it was pain for pleasure." Her eyes danced with a spark of returning lust as she turned off the shower and began placing soft kisses along his jaw and neck.

He breathed in sharply. "You make me lose my mind, you know?" His hands trailed her wet back down to her curved behind.

"I know," she said, nibbling the skin of his chest. "Now, take me back to bed."

He looked at her, momentarily astonished. "But what if I hurt you again?"

"You won't," she said and smiled, her eyes dark with desire. "You heal me."

A mischievous smile spread on his face and he picked her up and carried her to their bed.

And so it all began...