The first thing that hits you as you wake up is just how sore you feel. Your legs ache as if you have run a marathon, and what's in between them isn't fairing much better. The last time you'd felt like this was your wedding night; the only real difference is that this time there is a great deal of satisfaction to accompany the sensation. Undertaker is undoubtedly the best lover you've ever had, although your ex-husband's attitude towards to and Sebastian's cruel manipulation doesn't exactly give him much in the way of competition.

You feel an arm wrap around your waist, and realise that the Undertaker really did stay the night with you. You'd half expected him to take off, to use you and lose you like every other man had. Yet here he is, making small noises of contentment in his sleep. You think yourself a lucky woman indeed, to be the one seeing him like this.

The sun outside the window indicates it's time to get up, but you're not sure if you can bring yourself to wake him. If you do, the night will be officially over, and the deal you'd made will be done. Why had you only given him one night? You should have told him he could take all your nights, each one until your dying day. Alas, it is what it is. Undertaker won't be willing to push you into anymore nights for fear of scaring you off, and you've used up all the bravery you had just to have him for a single evening.

Reluctantly, you sit up in bed, his arm sliding from your torso as you do. You'd give anything to stay with him like this for a little longer, but you know it'll only make things harder. You reach your arm out and shake his shoulder.

'Undertaker? Undertaker? It's time to get up, we have to eat breakfast before any guests arrive.' Undertaker remains unmoving, so you shuffle a little closer to him. You're about to start shaking him again when both of his arms wrap around your waist and bring you into his chest. You start to struggle, surprised at his sudden hold on you. Then, eyes still closed, he starts kissing your neck, causing you to moan. Was he awake and doing this on purpose, or having some kind of waking dream?

You get your answer when you hear a muffled voice.

'Ah, but it's still night my lovely, I haven't opened my eyes yet. That means you're technically still mine for a bit. Up for some more sex? I'll be nice and gentle this time, I promise…' one hand leaves your waist and starts toying with a nipple, and you feel yourself getting wet. You tend to wake up a little horny anyway, but Undertaker's ministrations are enough to send your libido back into overdrive.

With only one arm on you, you easily slip out of his grasp and roll over into your front. You look at him and say 'Alright, but you're doing all the work too, I'm aching too much from last night to do anything overly taxing.' He smirks at you, eyes still tightly shut, and gets into position behind you. Your view of the headboard isn't as nice as the view you had last night, but you've always found this position less taxing than others. He rubs himself along your slit from behind, lubricating himself a little before sliding into you. Having been stretched so much last night, he finds that he can get his cock inside of you completely with almost no resistance.

He begins rocking into you gently, taking care not to take you too hard. He is proving himself to be a man of his word once again. He pulls out slowly, almost leaving you entirely before gently thrusting back in.

The slow pace is driving you man, but it feels glorious. Your whole body feels hot and wonderful, as if you're made to be with him like this.

After what feels like an eternity gently being taken by him, he starts to rub your clit, indicating that he can't be too far off himself. Just as you feel yourself approaching the end, he leans forward to whisper in your ear.

'I love you.'

The passion in his voice, and the feeling of him inside of you is enough to make you finish. You cry out his name softly, before whispering 'I love you, too.'

You don't know if he hears you, but at that moment he finishes too, filling you with his seed once again. You get the feeling you could take him like this every day for the rest of your life and still want more. You start to cry, overcome with passion.

Undertaker pulls out and lies on his back, pulling you over so that you face is resting on his chest. You manage to look up at him, tears still streaming down your face, and see that he's looking at you, eyes finally open.

He waits for you to stop crying before a hand of his comes up to wipe the tears from your eyes. Only when you finally settle does he speak again.

'I can't offer you much. I can't afford to buy us a big fancy house, or to buy you expensive jewels. I can't even marry you, my name and all legal records of mine lost. If we do this, we'll have to live in sin, and I don't know how you'd feel about that. A roof over your head, food, clothes, and all the love I have. That's all there is I can give to you. If that isn't going to be enough, then please tell me now so we can both avoid any heartache. I won't hold it against you, and your place here won't be threatened, I promise. This is as much your home as it is mine now. It would feel empty without you. So please, think about what I'm offering you, and if it's what you want.' You take a few moments to process his statement before you sit up and hover over him, allowing you to look him in the eyes as you respond.

'I used to have a big fancy house, and a lot of expensive jewels. I even used to have a husband. Some days I think back to my pampered life and do you know what I do afterwards? I thank my lucky stars that I don't have those things anymore. Sure, it was nice having fancy things, but it wasn't worth the cost of being married to a man that hated me! The second he found out I'd been unfaithful he didn't fight for me, didn't even find out the reason why I'd done what I'd done. He just ditched me, penniless and alone, on a filthy pavement while he hooked up with some random trollop he'd been seeing on the sly for months. I thought my life was over. Then you found me. You've given me a chance that others will never have, and I'm grateful for everything you've done.' You sit up, and the tears start flowing again. You swallow the lump in your throat before continuing. 'But what you've offered isn't enough. I need two more things from you, or this isn't going to work.'

Undertaker looks heartbroken, tears threatening to spill from his eyes too. He has to take a steadying breath before he speaks. 'I really can't think of anything else I can give you, my love. What is it you want from me? If I have it, it's yours. If not, then at least I had last night, and that's more than I'd ever hoped for.' You coax him into a sitting position and straddle his lap. You caress his face, and he starts to caress yours hesitantly, as if he thinks it's unwanted. You kiss him lightly on the lips before you finally give him your conditions.

'I desire two further things from you; your company, and your laughter.' You smile as realisation dawns on his face, and you're about to say something else when he tackles you onto the bed with a passionate kiss. It knocks the breath out of you, but you don't care. You're too busy returning his kiss with as much enthusiasm as possible.

When he finally lets you break for air, he's giggling; no surprise there then. 'You've made me the happiest man alive. I'll make sure everyday from this day on will be filled with love and laughter. I swear it on my most prized possession!' His giggles are contagious, and you both stay on the bed giggling hysterically with each other.

Eventually, you start to feel cold and hungry. Undertaker notices, and gets off of the bed to fetch you your nightgown. You sit up and slide it over you, before attempting to stand yourself. Your lover seems to have other plans however, as he scoops you into your arms and carries you to breakfast.

-t/s-

The day moves faster than you would have liked; not everyday is the beginning of a new relationship, after all. Undertaker delighted in introducing you as his 'Much Beloved Lady' to all his new clients, and kissing you every time he has a moment to spare. You've worn a grin on your face all day, happiness radiating from your very core. Your life is finally coming together, and as the two of settle in for the evening, you wish everyday could be like this.

Little did know, things were about take an unexpected turn.