(This chapter is rated M. Wedding night smut up ahead.)

Chapter 5 Two weddings and a Confession part 2

*Imaan s room* Imaan s POV

After Masamune dropped me off to my room. I picked up the lengha from the gold platter and inspected it.

"It's very beautiful Lady Imaan" Sayuri claimed, as she walked into my room.

"It certainly is. I replied with a smile.

"I'm here to take off the kimono, milady" I smiled and took out my phone from the kimono sleeve and put it aside. Sayuri looked at the phone with great interest.

"What is that, Milady? Sayuri said while pointing at the phone.

"That is a phone. You use it to call people, who are faraway." I explained

"Really?" her curiosity just grew.

"Yeah, but we don't have time now. So help me out of this kimono"

"OK" Sayuri smiled, as she quickly got me out of my wedding kimono. I picked up the lengha again, and slipped into the skirt. I put on the shirt and Sayuri fasten the strings at the back. Sayuri reapplied the rogue and I applied the kohl. I looked in the mirror the Mughal king sent for me, and wore the wedding nose ring, and the two head pieces. I carefully put the veil on my head and set to my clothes so that it doesn't slip. Sayuri gasped and her eyes wide.

"Milady, you look so different"

"How different?" I smiled wryly.

"Exotic."

"Why thank you. Do you think Masamune will like it?" I asked, feeling quite nervous

"I don t think he can keep his hands to himself. I believe he will be left speechless." Sayuri declared with determination and a broad smile. Seeing her smile, naturally started to myself. There was a small knock on the door and Kojuro walked in. Kojuro looked at me once, and awe was registered on his face. I asked him to be the one to give me away. To me he was an older brother.

"Something the matter Kojuro?" I asked, tilting my head sideways.

"N-no Milady." It s just you look stunning

"Thank you Kojuro" I smiled. Kojuro stuck out his arm and I linked my arm with his, and we walked out of my room, making our way to the main hall.

*Main hall*Normal POV

Sayuri went in first and announced that Imaan and Kojuro had arrived. The retainers and the maids sat at the different ends of the room, whilst Masamune and Shigezane were seated in the front with red netted veil partition. Kojuro walked Imaan to the front of the hall. Gasps and awe resonated throughout the hall. Imaan ducked her head a little.

"Head up Milady. You should be proud" Kojuro assured Imaan with a confident smile. "How are going to aid Lord Masamune in times of need?"

"Your right Kojuro." Imaan lifted her head. She should be proud to be by Masamune s side. If she falls weak, how can she support Masamune when the time arises? As Imaan and Kojuro reach the front of the hall, Imaan seated herself opposite Masamune. Masamune smiles at his bride's new appearance.

"Looking gorgeous, pretty lady Masamune smiles broadly.

"Thank you Masamune Imaan smiles softly.

"I think you should the lengha every day. Makes you look hot and sexy" Masamune smirked his signature flamboyant smile.

"Masamune, why must you"

"Ok you two time for the gift from the husband" Shigezane teased, bringing their conversation to an end. Masamune nodded and presented the bridal gift to Imaan. Imaan gasped and saw a beautiful hairpin. It was a gold hairpin with a dragon with blue jewels for eyes, Sakura petals dancing around the dragon. Masamune smirked, knowing his bride would love it. Indeed Imaan loved it. Kojuro coughs and speaks in a clear voice.

"A vow from the bride." Imaan nodded and opened her mouth to speak her vow.

"I, Imaan Raza, have given myself in Nikah to you on the agreed Mahr." Imaan looked at Masamune whilst she spoke. Masamune nodded as if in cue.

"I, Date Masamune, have accepted the Nikah, have accepted the Nikah, and have accepted the Nikah." Masamune looked at Kojuro. Kojuro simply nodded.

"I, Kojuro Katakura, giveaway in Nikah, the woman, Imaan Raza, who has thus appointed and authorized me to the man, Date Masamune, who has appointed me, to the man has authorized you, on the agreed Mahr." Kojuro signals Shigezane, as Shigezane opens his mouth to speak.

"I, Shigezane Date, accept the Nikah on the behalf of the one who has appointed me on the agreed Mahr." As soon Shigezane finished speaking, Kojuro spoke again.
"Now Lady Imaan wishes to recite a sermon from the Holy Qur'an" with that all eyes were on Imaan, as she took a deep breath, and spoke again.

"Oh, men! Fear your lord, who created you from a single being and out it created it s mate; and out the two spread many men and women. Fear Allah in whose name you plead for your rights, and heed the ties of kinship, surely, Allah is ever watchful of you" with the sermon over. Imaan signalled to Kojuro, and nodded.

"The marriage has concluded. Let's welcome Lord and Lady Masamune." Cheers erupted throughout the hall. Shigezane and Kojuro took the veil that separated Imaan and Masamune. Masamune stood up and held his hand out to Imaan, and Imaan gently placed her hand into his. The retainers and the maids stood up and cheered for the newly wedded couple, as they showered them sakura petals. Imaan smiled with pure joy and Masamune lifted Imaan into his arms and spun around. Imaan held on tight, as she wrapped her arms around Masamune. Masamune gazed into Imaan s eyes, bringing his face closer, until his lips connected with hers. Catcalls and whistle echoed through the hall. Even Kojuro and Shigezane participated, as the maids cried tears of joy. It truly was a joyous occasion in Yonezawa castle.

*Masamune s Chamber* Normal POV

Imaan waited for Masamune, still in her bridal gown. She grew nervous for what laid up ahead. She already had taken off the head pieces and the nose ring, as they were going to get in the way.

"Dear Allah, Ryuko, I m so nervous. Imaan fretted, so she started speaking to Ryuko. The mark started to grow softly under the lengha sleeve.

"Well, this was going to happen after you two got married." Ryuko answered nonchalantly. But truly he was happy.

"Ryuko, Thank you for everything. Just remember I don't blame you for anything. Instead I am blessed to have met you and have bonded with you" Imaan smiled at her arm. Her nervousness melting away.

"Thank you, master. I am lucky for you to have found me, and for me to serve you." Ryuko s voice softened. "I can sense him coming, master. Good luck and leave it to Masamune." With that Ryuko's voice faded and so did the glow. On cue the shoji doors slide open and Masamune walked in, now dressed in his night robes, he kneeled inform of Imaan. His hand traced along Imaan's cheek, now moving to her jawline. His colossal hands moving towards her neck. Imaan sucked in her breath, his movements burning a desire deep within her heart. Masamune's hands drop onto Imaan's shoulders pulling her into a deep and passionate kiss. Masamune wrapped an arm around Imaan's waist, crushing her into his chest. Imaan gasps, as the action was too erotic for her. Her chest pressed against Masamune's. Masamune took the opportunity and pushed his tongue into Imaan's mouth, as their tongues battle for dominance. Imaan wrapped her arms around Masamune's neck, only to deepen the kiss further. Masamune pulled away, carefully taking off the veil, and threw it across the room. His wanders across Imaan s back, tugging the strings loose, slipping Imaan out the bridal blouse. Masamune stares at her chest, as Imaan tries to cover her chest with her arms, but Masamune pulls her arms away.

"Let me take a good look at my wife" Masamune whisper into Imaan s ear, his voice thick with lust. Masamune's hands wanders across Imaan's upper half, before loosening the string that tied the lengha skirt at Imaan's waist. Masamune stood with Imaan, as the skirt pooled at Imaan's feet. Masamune kicks away the skirt towards the blouse that lay on the floor forgotten. Masamune lowered himself and Imaan and his lips travelled up and down Imaan's neck. Imaan moaned at the sensation, she was feeling for the first time. Masamune stopped at the joint of the neck and the shoulder. He kissed the area and sucked on it. Imaan moaned, as Masamune continued to suck the area. Imaan arched her back, pressing her breasts into Masamune s chest. Masamune pulled away and made a bright red mark. He licked the hickey, and placed a small kiss on Imaan s lips.

"That mark shows that you belong to me, my pretty lady" Masamune looked Imaan in the eye

"I'm already yours." Imaan whispered, as their lips were inches away from each other. Masamune smirked, as he kissed her again, his hand in her hair, as he undone the loose bun, allowing Imaan's hair cascading down her chest. The silver and blue shined ultimately in the moon's light. Imaan wrapped her arms round Masamune's neck, leaning backwards, as they both fell onto the bedding. Imaan's hair sprawled around her, as Masamune broke the kiss and looked at Imaan.

"Beautiful" Masamune breathed out the word, as his lips travelling from her neck to her collarbones down to the valley for her breasts. Masamune licked the space between Imaan's breasts, latching himself onto her right breast, sucking and occasionally biting the pink peaks, whilst his other hand massaging her other breast, pinching and pulling the pink tips. Imaan moaned at the pleasure that slowly started to build in her pelvis. Imaan's hands slipped into Masamune's hair, arching her back further into his chest. Masamune moved to the other breast, giving it the same treatment from before. Imaan moaned Masamune's name, making him look up from what he was doing.

"Say my name, Imaan. I want to hear your voice call my name, while I give you pleasure" Masamune's voice dripped with lust, sending a shiver down Imaan's back. His eye, misty and hazy with pleasure. She shivered with pleasure.

"Masamune" Imaan moaned, as her hands on Masamune's chest, traced the contours of his rock hard chest. Masamune brought Imaan's hands to the sash, which keeps his robe in place. Imaan looked at Masamune. Masamune simply smiles.

"Undress me, Imaan" Masamune commands. Imaan unties the sash and pushed the robe off his broad shoulders, revealing his rock hard abs and his manhood. Imaan gasped at the size of his shaft. Masamune chuckled at Imaan's reaction.

"Like what you see, pretty lady?" Imaan looked at Masamune, as he crushed his lips on her once again, his hands caressing every inch her body, slowly. Imaan moaned into Masamune s mouth. Masamune spread apart Imaan's legs, as he settled himself in between them. Masamune broke the kiss, and gazed at Imaan. Masamune cupped Imaan's face and spoke in a soft and loving tone.

"This will hurt, Imaan. But it will only get better." Masamune assured.

"I know" Imaan nodded, and pecked Masamune, signalling him to continue. Masamune slowly penetrated into Imaan, as she sucked her breath, as to deal with the pain. Once fully inside, Masamune waited for Imaan to adjust to his size. Tears slid from the corner of Imaan's eyes, and Masamune gently wiped them away. Blood oozed from her vaginal area. She had given her virginity to Masamune.

"It's alright, I'm here" Masamune assured Imaan. Stroking her hair, as she nodded to him to continue. Masamune pulled out of Imaan, to push his manhood back in again. Masamune kept a slow pace, as he didn't want to hurt Imaan. The pain subsides, as pleasure begins to take over. Imaan cries turns into moans, as she moaned Masamune's name, urging him to faster. Masamune picked up the pace, going faster and harder. Masamune lifts Imaan's leg and places it over his shoulder, allowing him to thrust deeper. The sounds of moans and grunts echoed through the room, as flesh strike against each other. Masamune keeps on thrusting, until he hits that sweet spot, making Imaan scream with pleasure. Ecstasy replacing the pleasure she was feeling before.

"Ma... sa ...mune!... I'm... go... nna~ ahhhh! Imaan moaned, breathing roughly, as she was reaching her climax. Her chest heaving up and down, as Masamune groped her breasts again. Squeezing them a little roughly.

"T-then we're... go..nna come... to... get... ther" Masamune groaned. "Damn!... I'm... not... go... ing to... last... long Masamune thrust a few more times, as Imaan screamed Masamune's name, they came together, as Masamune spent himself inside Imaan. They stayed like that for a moment, as Masamune pushed himself off Imaan to take look at his wife, who lay under him.

"Now you belong to me, in body and soul. My pretty wife" Masamune whispered in Imaan's ear "I love you.", as he pulled out of Imaan, pulling her closer to him, as Imaan lay her head on Masamune's arm. Masamune pulled the blanket over them, as he pecked Imaan's lips gently.

"I love you too" Imaan whispered. Masamune smiled happily, as they drift to sleep. They're marks glow brightly in the moonlight. This was just the beginning of something new.

FINALLY! This was a very long chapter. Well tell me what you think, also this is the first time in a while I had written a lemon. I was very crap at it. Please read and review.
~Kuro