Esme kissed Carlisle the second they crossed through the threshold of the door. He whole-heartedly kissed her back, temporarily allowing his will power to leave his body. He wasn't sure what restrictions remained regarding their relationship, but he did know that he had to be sure that Esme was comfortable with the level of intimacy that hadn't left his mind since they'd returned from the house.

His hands drifted down her body, though he stopped at her hips as the two of them continued to kiss passionately just inside the entrance of the bedroom.

Carlisle wanted to slide Esme's dress away from her shoulders. He knew he could do it with ease, but he refrained and pulled his lips away from hers to look her in the eye.

Esme's eyes flickered open and landed directly on his.

"I want to make sure-" he began, though Esme cut him off.

"I'm ready Carlisle." She looked him in the eyes.

"You're sure?"

She nodded, "Yes." Boldly, she did what Carlisle had been thinking of and just slightly slid her dress away from her shoulders.

He allowed himself to proceed without thinking more in depth about it, as Esme crashed her lips onto his.

Carlisle kissed her back, this time going with exactly what he was feeling. He aided Esme the rest of the way in getting her dress off, and allowed her hands to maneuver the buckle on his belt until he could switch his hand to successful undo the button himself. A moment later, he found himself on top of her on the bed, fully recognizing that all of Esme's clothing had been discarded to the floorboard beneath them.

In the process, his shirt had been ripped open, leaving only one or two buttons on his dressy attire before he managed to rid of it completely.

Esme sighed heavily into his ear, as Carlisle made his way from the highest part of her neck down to her shoulders with his lips. She didn't have time to accurately process the intense nature of the situation, and for the first time in her life she didn't care.

Carlisle encouraged Esme's wandering hands, and slipped himself out of his pants before relocating the two of them under the covers.

He stopped for a second, unable to hide the lust in his eyes as he spoke in a heavier tone than he ever had in his life.

Esme clutched Carlisle's bare shoulders with one hand and intertwined her fingers in his hair.

"I'm okay," she told him, feeling his heavily aroused body up against hers.

Carlisle closed his eyes as her hand grasped his hair firmer. He then brought his lips back to hers, exploring her mouth with his tongue.

Esme urged him on with her body and a moment later felt him join himself to her. She sighed and felt him pull his upper body away from her for a moment.

"Are you still alright?" he asked.

She nodded, keeping her eyes closed for a moment before they fluttered open and she met his gaze. Though the emotional nature of the situation consumed her, she managed a small, genuine smile and pulled him back to her.

Carlisle completely put his mind to rest and for the first time in three hundred years let his body take control. There wasn't a thing that could have prepared him for that moment with Esme. He had never known something so perfect, passionate and pleasurable in all of his life.

Esme felt as if her wildest dream had somehow come true. All of it had been perfect; the way she awoke to find him, the way he saved her, their building relationship that lead up to a wedding day that couldn't have been more perfect. Now, Esme was overcome with a type of pleasure that she hadn't know existed. The intimate moments in her horrible first marriage were nothing like the moment she was currently experiencing with Carlisle. His touches were gentle and arousing, and above all else she felt safe and loved in his arms.

Esme laid with her eyes closed and Carlisle laid partially on top of her with his arm draped across her body. She didn't know what time it was, nor did she care. She guessed the lack of need to end their first love-making session of their married lives could be attributed to immortality. She wasn't even sure how they had come to a stop to begin with.

Carlisle took a moment to let his mind catch up to the last several hours. He suddenly wondered how he'd gone so long without this type of connection with somebody. On the same note, he was happy to have waited to share such a moment with no one other than Esme.

He turned his head to face her for the first time, suddenly worried about what about whether he matched up to her expectations.

Esme smiled wide at him and didn't have the proper words to say. Her expression made him relax a bit, though he let out a decompressing breath.

She guided his face to hers gently and Carlisle closed his eyes as he laid another kiss on her lips.

"I have one question," Esme said finally.

He looked at her intently and raised his eyebrows, completely unaware of what she was about to ask.

"How will we be able to stop?"

Carlisle paused a moment before a slow smile crept over his face.

Esme began to laugh and toyed with his hair. "Really."

"I'm afraid I don't have the answer to that," he told her with a light laugh.

"That's okay," she told him, "I don't really want one."

Carlisle kissed her again and sighed into her mouth before he separated himself from her.

Esme couldn't keep her hands off of him. She never wanted to leave the room they were in. She could spend hours laying the way they were while she traced the muscular lines of his back and chest, and ran her hands through his wavy, blond hair.

"You're okay?" he asked, though already presumed he knew the answer.

"Okay?" she laughed, "I'm far above and beyond just okay."

Carlisle smiled again, "You know, I had a lot planned for our honeymoon," he told her, "But I really don't know how I'm going to take you all over the world when I have no desire to leave where we are right now." He laughed again and Esme smiled wide.

"The world will be here for a long time," Esme reminded him, "It can wait."

"Mmm..." Carlisle brought his lips back to hers and Esme guided him back on top of her. For the next twenty-four hours the two of them enjoyed the great indoors of Alaska.