Hey guys, this chapter is coming in hot with just a little time to spare. Sorry, I've been a bit busy this week. But here it is, and I hope it's to your liking. Enjoy! :3
Gazing out the window, the glare of the sun in her eyes and the sound of birds ringing through her ears. She didn't know quite how to feel. Happy, of course, but also incredibly nervous. Granted she knew this day was coming for the longest time, but her heart still got caught in her throat when she realized it all came to fruition in a mere hour. A knock came at the door.
"Come in." A young blonde woman entered the room. She was dressed in a fancy lavender dress.
"Mimi, you look beautiful in that dress," Lucy said with a bright smile. Mimi turned around to face her Maid of Honor.
"Lucy...tell me something," Mimi said. Lucy gave her a puzzling look.
"Is this... is this day really happening?" Lucy walked to the bride-to-be and gave her a tight hug, while making sure not to wrinkle her gown.
"It is, and it'll be the happiest day of your life," Lucy replied. She turned Mimi around so she was once again looking out the window.
"Now look over there," Lucy directed Mimi's gaze to Kardia Cathedral off in the distance.
"He's there waiting for you, Mimi," Lucy said. "And soon you'll be there, too. Standing across one another at the altar. You and I both know how crazy in love you two are. Trust me, you're ready."
Mimi turned to Lucy with small tears forming in the corner of her brown eyes. She quickly wiped them away and smiled confidently.
"You're right...thanks, Lucy."
"Alright, pep talk over. We gotta get you to the cathedral, there's just a little under an hour left till the ceremony."
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Zilar, dressed in a black tailcoat suit, stood at the altar with his eyes closed. He almost seemed not to breathe. His focus was almost thrown off by a light, but sharp elbow to his side by Natsu.
"Hey man, you nervous? I can hardly hear you breathing over there."
"It is of no concern, however I appreciate it. Yes, naturally I am worried, but all will be well once she is here," Zilar calmly replied.
"So what's with your eyes being closed," Natsu asked.
"Because I want the first thing I see once I open them to be her standing before me," Zilar explained.
"Yeah...sure...okay," Natsu said, trying to feign a sense of comprehension. He then leaned over to Gray and Gajeel, who were standing at his left.
"What's up with this guy sometimes, sheesh," Natsu whispered.
"I dunno, the guy's a hopeless romantic," Gray replied.
"He's just plain old hopeless if you ask me," Gajeel scoffed.
The rows of pews in the church were lined with every member of Fairy Tail. Loud chatter ran through the crowd until the church pianist began playing the prelude of the Bridal March on the pipe organ. The doors slowly opened and in came Wendy, the flower girl, tossing small fistfuls of flower petals along the runway. Afterward came Mimi accompanied by Erza. Erza, loving to play big sister to her fellow guildmate and friend, had taken upon herself the responsibility of giving the bride away to the groom. After them followed Lucy, the Maid of Honor, and the other 3 bridesmais; Juvia, Levy, and Mirajane. The procession reached the altar, where Erza gave Mimi a tight hug and then rejoined everyone in the audience. Zilar opened his eyes and laid his gaze upon Mimi. His went wide and his lips parted in a small "O".
"You look...extravagant," he said.
"T-Thank you," Mimi replied. "You look nice as well." Zilar returned the compliment with a smile. Just then, a soft voice called out from high above them.
"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to join this man, Zilar Enlil, and this woman, Mimi Kuro, in the sacred bonds of holy matrimony." Down floated Mavis Vermillion, first master of Fairy Tail, to preside over the ceremony.
"F-F-F-FIRST! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!?," Master Makarov shouted in disbelief.
"Oh well, uh, I was just passing through and heard there was a wedding going on," she explained, coyly rubbing her chin. "I had never been to one before, so I decided to...drop by."
"What I mean is why are you leading the ceremony!? You're not a priest!"
"It doesn't matter whether I'm a priest or not," she said. "The bride and groom are in the guild, so I don't see why not."
"Well...that's true, but I really insist we have a church official give the..." Before he could finish his sentence, Mavis' eyes began to glimmer with fat tears. She looked so dejected you couldn't help but take pity on her. Just like that, Makarov pulled an absolute 180 on his prior argument.
"AH! O-OKAY, OKAY, YOU CAN GIVE THE SERMON! I APOLOGIZE, FIRST! I SHOULDN'T HAVE QUESTIONED YOUR JUDGEMENT! JUST PLEASE DON'T CRY!" Mavis wiped away her tears and gave a smile.
"O-Okay," she said. Makarov breathed a sigh of relief. It was hard to go against the First's wishes. Not because she was strict and wielded her authority, but because it would be unforgivable to make a young girl like that cry.
"Well, to make up for that moment of lost time," Mavis began. "May the rings be presented?" The ring bearer, Romeo Conbolt, approached the altar with both rings on a small pillow. Zilar and Mimi took each other's rings.
"The bride and groom will now recite the vows," Mavis declared. Zilar went first.
"I, Zilar Enlil, take you, Mimi Kuro, as my lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, so long as we both shall live." He slid the small ring onto Mimi's delicate finger.
"I, Mimi Kuro, take you, Zilar Enlil, to be my lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do we part." Mimi placed the ring on Zilar's finger.
"Should anyone have any reason why these two beautiful souls should not be wed, speak now or forever hold your peace," Mavis proclaimed. As if anyone would dare.
"Zilar Enlil, Mimi Kuro; by the power vested in me by the guild of Fairy Tail, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." Zilar took Mimi gracefully by the waist and brought his lips to hers. The cathedral shook violently with the deafening applause of the entire guild. Zilar and Mimi broke apart their lips.
"I love you, Mr. Enlil," she said sweetly.
"I love you too, Mrs. Enlil," he replied.
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It had now been 2 days since the wedding. Zilar sat meditating on a beach at dusk, wearing a white button-down shirt, sandy board shorts, and still no shoes. The sun blazed a passionate blood orange as the waves ebbed in and out of his lap. He breathed deeply of the salty sea air. Although being trained in the mountains, he enjoyed the smell of sea water when actually at sea level. He and Mimi had rented a nice beach house for week for their honeymoon on an island south of Magnolia. Mimi stepped out of the house and out onto the sand, wearing a plain white sundress. She approached Zilar and knelt behind him, draping her arms over his shoulders.
"It's so beautiful here," she sighed quietly, gazing upon the sunset. Zilar opened his eyes and placed his hand on hers.
"It is, amazingly so," he agreed. "We were lucky that Alzack and Bisca gave us this recommendation for a honeymoon location."
"Yeah. By the way, finish up your meditating, your dinner's getting cold," she said, standing and walking back to the beach house.
"Coming, dear," Zilar said, getting up and following her.
"You don't have to say 'dear'," she giggled. "You make it seem like we've been married for years."
"What would you have me call you, then," he said, catching up to her. "Honey? Darling? My inspiration?" Mimi giggled again.
"'Honey' sounds just fine," she said, giving him a quick kiss. They went inside and ate together. Even though they had lived and ate together for a long time now, something about being married did make things seem almost brand new. After about an hour relaxing on the outdoor hammock, they retired to their bedroom.
"Hey Zilar?"
"Yes Mimi?"
"You...you know about how on the honeymoon, the couple is supposed to...y'know...," she asked.
"Yes, I am aware," he answered.
"Well...do you want to," she asked.
"Of course I do," he replied.
"Cause I know we've done it before, and I was thinking...would this time...really be special?" Zilar cupped Mimi's chin and kissed her.
"Mimi, any time with you is special to me," he said, making her blush deeply and turn away. "You are the person I love more than anything in this entire world."
"Z-Zilar...you're making me blush," she whimpered as he brought his lips again to hers. She fell back on the bed and Zilar followed her down. His hands began slipping beneath her shirt and gliding across her smooth skin. Mimi's arms wrapped around Zilar's neck and she kissed him back. Her fingers played and swirled about in his long, silver locks. His natural smell mingled with the lingering scent of the sea. She loved his scent and the way his hands, large by her standards, still played delicately with her body. He pawed at her breasts and began removing her white dress, pulling it over her head. Zilar was surprised to see she wore nothing underneath. He didn't say anything, but gave a wide-eyed look to Mimi, who glanced away with an embarrassed look.
"I-I thought it would spice things up if I...if I didn't wear anything under the dress." Zilar kissed her once again with a new and fiery passion. Mimi began undoing the buttons on his shirt and once she finished, Zilar quickly shrugged it off and tossed it away. Mimi motioned for Zilar to lay on his back so she may be on top. She sometimes enjoyed the feeling of having some say in the pace of the sex. She pressed her breasts against Zilar's hard pectorals as they joined in another deep kiss. With Mimi mounted on Zilar, she began rubbing her groin against Zilar's shorts, feeling what hard thing lay underneath. She continued teasing herself with it until she couldn't stand it. At last, she was ready for the real thing. She removed his pants and saw his arousal bobbing lightly as it stood at attention. She grabbed its base and positioned herself at the tip.
"Y-You know," she said as she prodded herself with the head, "this will be our first time as spouses. And I...I just wanted to say...I'm happy it's you, Zilar. I only ever want you." She sat up and gently lowered herself onto it. Even not being the first time, she still felt ecstatic at having his manhood piercing her tight core. She slowly rode it, rising and descending on it. Meticulously grinding her hips and feeling his rod dig deep and rub inside her. She gripped the sheets beneath her tightly. Zilar could feel every soft fold of her inside closing on him. The sensations he felt with her were unreal. He grasped her hips and began pushing her harder against his member. Mimi's breath quickened as Zilar began to take control. All she could feel was Zilar handling her insides. He then sat up with her in his lap and brought his mouth to her nipples. She gasped as his lips and tongue teased her breasts. She placed her hands on his shoulders and rode him more. She brought her hips up and crashed them down onto his arousal. With each thrust, she could feel herself gripping his cock tighter. She cried out and dug her nails into his shoulders as they went.
"Z-Zilar...i-it's too much..." she mumbled between labored breaths. She loved him so much. She loved the way he felt and the way he loved her.
"I am almost there, Mimi," Zilar grunted into her ear.
"L-Let it out inside," she panted. "I want you to p-put it all inside me." They kissed, tongues going crazy amongst one another. Zilar could not hold out any longer. He brought her down hard and let loose his load. Mimi cried out and squeezed him tighter as she released her own climax. After her muscles tensed, they relaxed completely and she feel limply onto the bed. Zilar fell onto his back next to her. Mimi turned over and rested her arm on his chest.
"Best time yet," she whispered with a smile. Zilar smiled back and kissed her forehead.
"I am glad I can continue to please you...Mrs. Enlil." Mimi blushed again and covered her face with the blanket.
"S-Stop saying that," she mumbled heatedly. "Honestly, we've only been married two days and you're still trying to make me feel like I'm 40 or something." Zilar chuckled.
"My apologies, Mimi," he said. She lowered the blanket.
"I'd accept your apology...if you gave me a kiss." Zilar smiled and planted a kiss on her lips. She snuggled back against his chest and smiled.
"Apology accepted."
Ah, love is a wonderful thing, ain't it? I feel pretty good about this chapter cause with my other series, In Love With a Demon, I had to choose between wedding and children and I went with children. So it feels nice finally doing a proper wedding chapter. But hey, who's to say Zilar and Mimi won't have babies in the future, hm? ;)
Well that's all for this week. Until next time. :D