In the centre of the room, there sat a small round table with only room for two bodies. The glass reflected the light from the overhead. It reminded me of the spring; the large open room, the many guests sat and ready for me and my new husband to walk to our table and begin our after meal. I remembered the hour before that. The nerves that surrounded my head and found its way down to my stomach and rested there before the familiar music appeared. I had smiled at my dad whilst he squeezed my hand and whispered,

"You'll be fine. Smile, you're beautiful, be yourself, I love you." His hands tremmered, I knew he was as nervous as me.

With one gulp, I had stepped out onto the long red carpet, stretched all the way to the back of the church to the altar. As I walked, I had seen cameras flashing and all eyes focused on me. My face grew red as I waited of what seemed forever to reach Jared. He was joined by Shannon and Tomo of course, both his best men. I had glanced to the left and saw Jared's mum giving me a sweet smile; her son was finally getting married. It was a proud moment for her and a happy moment for me.

We had said the words, given the rings and sealed it with a kiss. It was official, I was now Mrs Leto.

This flashback held me still for a minute as Jared stood there behind me.

"Do you want to go in the room or?" he laughed.

"Sorry," I walked in, "it's wonderful."

"Just like you then." He smirked.

Jared pulled my chair back, like a true gentleman, as I sat down at the table. He kissed my hand before moving to his seat.

"So is it just us tonight?" I questioned.

"Of course, it's the first night of our honeymoon. Unless you want company-"

"No, no! I was just wondering."

I was so nervous. I could barely eat. My fork just pushed around the potatoes on the plate; I'd asked to have a proper English Roast Dinner, obviously Jared would alter this for his own preferences.

"You ok?" He'd often inquire.

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine."

"You're not," his knife and fork dropped onto the plate, "Tell me. I want to make this night special for you."

"I'm just, nervous."

"Why?"

"I don't want now to go wrong."

"It won't. Now just sit and enjoy!"

So I did. I felt awful saying all that, but now he made me feel so much more relaxed. Towards the end of the evening, Jared picked up the plates and took them into the kitchen. He came back with glasses of champagne, we toasted to us and then I was guided towards a cream sofa. My head snuggled into his neck as we led in silence.

"That was lovely, thank you."

"I cooked it, with a little help from Tomo. I would never have been able to do that at home! I mean with the fires I cause burning vegan pancakes!"

I laughed. "Well it was delicious."

"Do you know what else is delicious? You."

I looked up at him, "Well that was cheesy."

"I know," he slapped his forehead, "I just thought I'd give it a try."

I tilted my head further and kissed his lips, "It kinda worked."

His blue eyes locked onto mine just before his lips touched mine for the second time. We smiled as we came apart.

"Want to take this somewhere else?"

"And where would that be?"

Jared's grin grew as I flirted back. He took my hand and led me to the bedroom. He never let go of me all the way there. As I walked in, he then decided it was time to let go and closed the door. He kicked his shoes off and moved quickly towards me, forcing his lips onto mine. It wasn't what I was expecting, so after freezing for a second, my lips let him in as my eyes closed and my arms wrapped around his neck. We slowly sank into the bed covers as our lips locked permanently into place. Smoothly, we disconnected. Our eyes met each other's as our noses brushed against the others. Without any warning, Jared's cold hand stroked down my skin. He got lower and lower until he reached the hem of my dress. He raised it up slightly as he placed his hand over my ass. I moved my lips closer to him and once again, we kissed. My lips trailed down from the lips to the neck, kissing it whilst Jared sighed as it aroused him. As I moved back up, Jared's hand moved to the zip at the neck of the dress. The zip opened slowly, revealing my body in nothing but a black laced bra with matching laced thong. I never normally wore those, only bought them for this occasion. As the dress slipped off, Jared's eyes fixated on my body. His hands got busy as they moved all over me, taking the garments off using his teeth and kissing me; in places he hadn't been for a while. I rolled on top of him once he had finished, sitting up so I could remove some clothes too. I grabbed at his tie, pulling him closer to me. When we were face to face, I removed the tie along with his blazer. The shirt came next; unbuttoning it as fast as possible to gaze at his bare chest. He lent back as I admired it, stroking with one finger across the middle of his abs and then six pack. Jared's smile increased as I shifted downwards. I unhooked his trousers and pulled them off in one swift movement. I didn't stop there; his boxers were the next to go into the growing pile of clothes sprawled onto the floor. Now, he too, was naked. It was my turn to pleasure him as much as he had previously pleasured me. He touched me as I touched him; I kissed him there as he kissed me there. We moaned and groaned, overcome with the pleasure.

"You ready?" Jared's blue eyes stared at me.

"Do it."

And so he did. We hadn't had sex since the night of the proposal due to the rush of the new Mars album. So, as he entered, I let out a moan. He started slow, gaining both rhythm and speed. It felt so good. The honeymoon period was definitely living up to the expectations.