A/N : This chapter is the wedding night. It has sex and adult language. I wrote it for two reasons. One - it's the natural progression of their relationship and two - I wanted to see if I could. If this is not your thing you can skip it and you won't lose any plot points. I just wanted to let you know before you started reading.

For the rest of us cue the Barry White - it's time for some Liason Lovin'!

The show, characters and location are property of ABC/DISNEY. No copyright infringement is intended.


Chapter 7

As Jason carried Elizabeth into their bedroom, he was surprised to find himself a bit nervous. He had been with too many women to count since he'd awoken from his coma, but this was the only woman that mattered. He wanted the night to be perfect for Elizabeth. He knew that her experience didn't match his and that she hadn't been with a man since before Cam was born. As much as he wanted her, as badly as he craved her he needed to maintain some control. Scaring or hurting her simply wasn't an option.

Placing her by the bed, he gave her a minute to look around. Since she'd been home she'd been in the penthouse but she'd never come up here. Not even when they were trying before she left. "Your things are in the closet." The crew had unpacked everything this morning. "Would you like to get changed?" He asked trying to find a way to lessen the nervous tension, his and hers, that was quickly filling the room.

Elizabeth was doing her best not to show that she was really nervous. Not scared, because she was safe with Jason, but she was still very nervous. Her new husband was experienced and she wasn't. Not even close. Her first husband hadn't really been interested in her sexually. Then there were her few times with Zander, which weren't very good. It wasn't his fault she just couldn't get relaxed enough to really enjoy it.

If Jason found her to be inadequate, it would crush her. She wanted to be with him. She'd wanted to be with him for years. Looking down at the floor, she tried to take a couple of deep breaths to loosen her tense muscles. Should she shower first? Did he expect her to have something fancy to wear? Did he even like lingerie? She knew nothing about his preferences. There was no way she would be able to satisfy him. Her shoulders dropped. Getting lost in her thoughts made her miss his question.

"Ellie?" Jason touched her shoulder to get her attention and she jumped.

"Sorry." She mumbled still looking down.

"Baby?" He asked cupping her face and gently lifting it to him. In her big blue eyes, he could see her uncertainty. He needed to find the right words. "We don't have to…make love tonight. We can just talk and get more comfortable with one another."

"You don't want to." She asked so softly he almost couldn't hear her.

"I do want to." He started slowly. "I don't want you to feel like you have to. Can you tell me what's making you scared?"

"I'm not scared." She quickly corrected. "I just don't want to disappoint you." Elizabeth turned and walked over to the window. Port Charles was sprawled out below her. Not facing him made her confession easier to make. "I don't really know that much. I'm worried I won't be able to satisfy you."

"Come here to me." He requested holding out his hand. He watched as she nibbled on her bottom lip before stepping forward and placing her trembling hand in his.

He didn't even bother to speak words wouldn't fix this. Instead, he kissed her. Not a gentle kiss, but not the ravaging he'd given her earlier. This was a kiss of seduction, an enticing invitation to go further. When she moved closer and opened her mouth beneath his Jason couldn't stop the moan that rumbled in his chest.

His large hand cupped the side of her face before sliding up to let his fingers run through her curls. His touch left sparks of electricity in its path. Elizabeth's hands were on his waist gripping his shirt tightly as they took the first steps in this age-old dance. When he pulled his mouth away, her eyes slowly fluttered open.

"You are more than enough beautiful Elizabeth. In fact you might be more than I can handle." His voice was a husky whisper. "Anything you don't know I'd be happy to teach you." His smile was sinful. "Maybe you could even teach me a few things." Like how to make love with his whole self, because being with her would satisfy his mind, body and soul. He already knew that.

"I'd like to get changed." She had a few silky items, one of them was sure to be okay.

"You take the master bath I'll use the bathroom in the hall." He gave her another soft kiss. When she moved away, he simply stood and watched her walk into her closet. She was so graceful and feminine. "Elizabeth." He called to her before she entered the bathroom.

"Yes?" She asked.

"You can always say no." He guessed she already knew that, but he felt the need to say it. With a small nod, she entered the bathroom.


Sitting on the side of the bed waiting for his wife to emerge from the bedroom was the most exquisite kind of torture. He'd grabbed some silk sleep pants and gotten ready in record time. Since she wasn't out when he returned he opened the nightstand drawer and removed the brand new box of condoms he'd purchased this morning. Taking out one, he placed it within easy reach. They hadn't discussed birth control but he was hoping to eventually do away with the latex. Jason hadn't ever been with a woman without a condom and he wanted Elizabeth to be the first. Hell, he wanted her to be the last as well.

The door opened and shyly she stepped into the bedroom. She was wearing a short silky nightgown with thin straps across her shoulders. It was a deep blue and it made her pale skin seem luminescent. Since it was so short, it showed him a lot of leg and he realized that this was the most skin he'd ever seen her show. Hopefully that was about to change.

He was beautiful was all she could think. His chest and abs were a work of art. The man must spend a serious amount of time in the gym because he was seriously ripped. Elizabeth realized that she was staring and blushed. What was it about him that always had her blushing? Taking a bracing breath, she slowly walked forward. She owed Diane a huge thank you, this wonderful piece of lingerie had been waiting in her closet with a bow. Moving until she was standing in front of him between his legs, she smiled. "Hi." It came out a breathless whisper.

"You look beautiful." He said softly. He couldn't imagine her looking more perfect.

"Been working out?" She asked boldly letting her finger slide down his chest. The muscles jumping beneath her caress made her tremble.

"I had a lot of frustration to work off." Work, life and yes the small woman in front of him. Jason stood suddenly and she backed up. His hand on her lower back kept her from getting too far away. His eyes never leaving hers he leaned over and kissed her. "Your lips make me wish I could dream." The car accident had robbed him of that ability. Covering them with his own he denied her a response.

This kiss was aggressive and hot. He demanded entrance to her mouth and without hesitation; she opened and let him in. There was no fight for dominance, he was in control and they both knew it. One hand was fisted in her hair and the other cupped her ass. Spreading the fingers of the hand on her bottom, he pushed her forward into his throbbing cock.

Lying against her stomach, he was hard and pulsing. In response to the obvious need, she felt her core dampen. Sex was not an easy thing for her. She had trouble getting aroused, staying aroused and she was pretty sure that she'd never had an orgasm. She was also pretty sure that all of that was going to change tonight. Wiggling her hips slightly against him made Jason growl and bite her lower lip. She jumped and he sucked it into his mouth to soothe the sting. Now it she who was moaning.

Both hands were kneading her ass as he ground himself against her. When she responded by curling her fingers into his shoulders and arching up Jason wanted to shout in satisfaction. "Up." He growled against the fragrant skin of her neck. Giving her a boost she soon had her legs wrapped around his middle as he again attacked her mouth. Her center was hot and wet against his abs as he turned and laid them on the bed, careful not to bring his full weight down on her.

Now they were lined up center to center and he pushed forward causing her back to arch. Leaning down he sucked one nipple into his mouth through the fabric of her nightie. Impatient to have her in his mouth with no barriers he used his nose to push the damp material aside and once again sucked her in deep.

"Oh my god!" Elizabeth moaned and writhed beneath him. "More." She demanded fisting her hand in his hair.

In response to her demand, he moved to the other soft mound and repeated the action this time adding a quick nip. She squeaked in surprised delight but didn't tell him to stop. His hands were actually shaking as he pushed the short nightie down to her waist. Every new inch of skin that was exposed was kissed or licked. He stopped his downward motion at her navel and traveled back up again. Tasting her would wait for another time.

Grabbing the silky material in both hands, he roughly instructed. "Lift up." When her hips cleared the bed, he pushed it off and let it float to the floor. His blue eyes snared hers before slowly traveling down her body. She could feel his eyes on her skin like a caress and she shivered in anticipation of what would come next. It amazed her that she was lying here naked in front of him without an ounce of self-consciousness. Who was this woman he brought out of her?

"You are the most beautiful thing I've ever seen." He whispered reverently. "I almost feel I shouldn't be allowed to look at you." He said before a wicked grin appeared on his face. "Almost."

He took her mouth again as his hands mapped her curves. With one finger, he gently touched her core, moving slow to give her time to stop him. When she didn't he pushed forward entering her tight center. Groaning he moved his mouth to her neck and he pushed the single digit further. She was very wet, very hot and very, very tight.

More was the only thought that seemed to be in her mind. More of his mouth on her breast, more of his skin touching hers, and definitely more of his fingers causing her to melt. Foreplay was new to her and she really liked it. Although she did realize that it was pretty one sided. "Jason." She moaned out his name.

"Yeah, baby." He asked as he slowly inserted a second finger into her rippling core.

"Can I touch you too?" She asked before moaning deeply at whatever his fingers were doing.

Just hearing her ask made his cock twitch. "Not right now. I wouldn't last." He admitted. Control was not normally a weakness for him, but he already knew that if she touched him he'd go off like a virgin on prom night. "Later I promise." He brought his thumb up and touched the bundle of nerves that was the center of her pleasure.

"JASON! OH MY GOD!" Elizabeth bucked hard at the sudden feeling that ripped through her. That feeling of sparks beneath her skin was back and it was more intense. It was almost frightening.

When he felt her tense beneath him, he murmured low in her ear. "Just relax baby. Just trust me. Relax and let it happen." He pumped his fingers faster curling them to find her g-spot while he worked her clit. As he watched, her eyes widened and the most beautiful pink flush spread across her upper body. Her fingers dug into his shoulders and she came apart beneath him.


Pulling back he hastily pushed his sleep pants off as he reached for the condom. "Ellie, baby, are you ready for me."

She was floating in a fog of pure bliss. That was the single most incredible thing she'd ever felt. She wanted to feel it again. Jason moved away and she heard a ripping sound before he returned. He asked a question and she nodded. When he moved between her legs and she felt the pressure of him sliding inside her she came back to the present. She didn't want to miss a single second of him making her his.

Slowly he joined his body with hers. He was not a small man and if he hadn't taken such care with her, it would have been painful. Somehow, he knew just when to stop and give her a minute to adjust and when to move forward. Rocking slightly he achieved total penetration and she knew without a doubt she was home. That he was home. That what they created together was unique and theirs.

Eyes locked he pulled out and slowly pushed forward on a deep moan. "So fucking good." He told her just managing to keep this slow pace. In and out, time seem to crawl, as he loved her.

"More." She demanded again. He obliged picking up the pace and making her whimper. "Jason." She moaned against his shoulder as he allowed her to take some of his weight pushing him deeper. "Please." She said softly in his ear before sucking the lobe into her mouth.

Faster and harder, he pushed into her tight body until he simply couldn't last. Reaching between them, his finger stroked her causing her inner muscles to clamp down hard as she came once more. He heard her cry out and with a growl; he let his release take him under.


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