The sound of panting echoed down the halls, as the two bodies intertwined on the bed of the newly wedded lovers. A pile of white lace and silk crumpled on the ground in the haste to get to the bed; a tie later to be found on the kitchen table along with a red lace bra cut into pieces. The sound of wet skin slapping sharply against wet skin, warned the world of the actions taking place beyond the heavy oak doors of their bedroom.
"Syusuke… ah!" the maiden cried out as her prince brought his hips against hers in a final powerful thrust, sending them both over the edge.
"Akari…mh" he responded to softly into her ear, loving the delicious sounds coming from the beauty beneath him.
Akari loved the way Fuji's body fit just perfectly against her every curve, especially when they were naked and in the throes of pleasure. From the way his hands gripped the delicate swell if her hips to the sharp nips he left on her neck, breasts and collarbone, making sure to leave marks for her to find in the morning.
Just as much as Akari love those things about Fuji, he loved the little mewls of pleasure and sharp pain from her blunt nails on his shoulders and back. He also loved the comfort he could take from laying his head on those beautiful breasts that had teased him so deliciously during the evening; knowing his love for them and how torturous it was for him when they are covered in that evil contraption women called bra's.
Catching her breath, Akari pet the soft, shining locks of one Fuji Syusuke as he buried his face deeper into her C-cup breasts.
"Aishiteru, Fuji Syusuke." She whispered sweetly to him, voice still hoarse from crying out her pleasure.
Lifting his head Fuji, looked at her with those knee-rattling azure orbs of his, placing his right hand at the nape of her neck, he brought her head forward for a deep, toe-curling kiss.
"Aishiteru, Fuji Akari." Fuji replied against her lips. Shifting to get a better angle, Akari cried out, as Fuji groaned softly.
Their hips were still intimately connected; as Akari now gave small thrust of her hips, Fuji smile his devious smile stilling her movements. Maintaining eye contact with her, he moved slowly out, until only the tip reminded, before moving slowly back into his blushing bride. Fuji repeated this action several times before she could no longer take his teasing.
"Ah, Syu-kun, please…" Akari cried, begging him to go faster, harder!
"Sa… Please what, love? You'll have to speak up; I can't seem to hear you." Fuji smiled.
"Aho! Please, Syu.. mm-suke, don't tease… ah.. me!" Akari managed.
"As you wish, my Akari" Never losing eyecontacted, he smirked.
Suddenly his hips snapped forward, filling her up to the point of near pain! So deliciously good! Once again the sound of moans, groans and soft whimpers left Akari.
'Those eyes of his will surely be the death of me, and I wouldn't want it any other way…' Akari thought as she stared deeply into the azure orbs that held her heart so protectively.
