Ch 20: Honeymoon Time
WARNING: THIS FIC WAS RATED R FOR A REASON. If you're not supposed to be reading this or are offended by sexual actions, skip the chapter up until about the last sentence...Other than that, read on and enjoy!
Currently, Oliver is carrying me up a flight of stairs, leading to the front door of a lavish mansion. Humph. Daft boy never even told me this was what he was investing some of his money into. It's a wonderful townhouse. Two stories, secluded, and right on a large lake, and beyond the lake are the snowy peaks of a few mountains. It's absolutely lovely.
Oh great, he just slipped a blindfold on me. Smart boy; doesn't want me seeing the house or else we'd get "distracted." Heheheh. I feel Oliver move up another flight of stairs, and I've got to wonder how in the world he's been holding me all this time. He must be really strong to be able to accomplish this feat.
"We're here," he whispers into my ear, slipping the silk blindfold off me. I gasp as I see a great crème canopy bed, much larger and elegant than the one in the flat. A single step leads up to it, and the curtains are drawn back. White candles have been magicked into the air around us, giving soft romantic light. In the corner, I see two bags. One is labeled 'Oliver', the other, 'Katie.' I quirk an eyebrow at Oliver, but he shakes his head. Hmm, so he doesn't know any more than I do, eh?
A note is attached to the front, and it says for me to go into the bathroom before opening it. Oh I think I know what this is...
Minutes later, I step out into the dimly lit room to see Oliver relaxing on the edge of the bed in only his kilt, his upper half and below the knees completely devoid of clothing. I bite my lip so I don't laugh. I've always wondered what a TRUE Scotsman wears under his kilt. Guess I'm about to find out. Deep, even breaths Katie girl, deep, even breaths.
"Hey there," I whisper. Oliver sits up quickly and I see and feel his eyes travel all over my body. I'm wearing the cabernet-red corset and matching boyshorts and leaning against the doorway. Heh, you remember the lingerie from earlier, right?
"Katie..." Oliver says, moving towards me. I smirk and meet him halfway.
"Oliver, I love you so much," I say before I kiss his lips soundly. My hands find their way around his neck and his hands roam across my back. Oliver deepens the kiss and pulls me roughly towards him, so our hips are pushing against one another. Someone's getting happy, heheh.
Oh! Oliver picks me up off the ground, carrying me bridal-style over to the bed. He sets me down gently, his face never leaving my neck as he kisses his way across my sensitive flesh. One hand reaches down and strokes the middle of my inner thigh, and I can't help it; my legs clamp together.
"Katie...are you sure you want to do this?" he asks, his voice raspy and full of need. He pulls back, so he can search my eyes, and I smile.
"Yes," I whisper breathily. Wow, hardly recognize my own voice anymore...
Oliver smiles too, and kisses me thoroughly, the lust obviously prevailing. One hand, which was supporting my lower back, laid me down on the bed before trailing sinuously slow up my side, coming to rest between my breasts, fiddling with the strings of the corset.
I let out a breath of relief as Oliver frees me from my stringy confines. Man it feels good to be free! I tug the stupid lace boob death trap over my head and toss it to the floor, my arms immediately covering the tops of my breasts. Ugh, I feel so fat. My skin is bunching. I mean, it's not like I'm fat, I just need to tone up a bit, because it's just extra skin. Ow, my face is starting to HURT from blushing.
"You're beautiful," Oliver whispers, crawling over to me, and removing my hands. The cool air feels refreshing against my heated skin, and Oliver slides his hands back around my waist before he lowers his upper body onto mine.
It's weird, trying to describe the feeling I get, feeling my breasts squashed underneath his chest. It's kind of painful, but it's a good kind of pain, if that made any sense whatsoever.
I feel one of his arms squirming underneath me, and then I feel his fingertips on the edge of my knickers. Wow, I'm so nervous. I mean, I'm ready, and I can do this since I'm married...but it still feels a bit weird, ya know?
Warm lips are placed gently on my shoulder as one of his hands pushes my hips up off the bed, his other hand pulling the boyshorts down. They're off my hips...over the tops of my thighs...over my knees...and now they're sliding down my shins.
I've never felt so naked, and yet so comfortable. Oh wait, I am naked!
Now here's the part I was worried most about, the uh...stuff down there. I didn't know how much to wax off at the salon that day, so I only got a bit! He probably thinks I'm like a hairy little beast, and that I'm not naturally blonde. Maybe I should just run to the bathroom while I still can...
"My turn, eh?" he asks. I suppose it is, ye of few words. He stands up, his hand reaching to the side, where I'm guessing a zipper lays hidden in the folds of the kilt. Oh! Million dollar answer right there! Whose good! Whose...
Oh. My. God.
Oliver Wood has just dropped his kilt, and is standing before me in all his naked glory.
Seeing him there, standing at attention reminds me of my teenage years. Whenever I thought of a guys' gonads, I always got a mental picture of a dirty, grimy piece of flesh. But oh Merlin was I wrong.
He stalks over to me, placing one knee on my side, and then the other, and now he's laying on top of me, his lower regions poking (is that a good word? Poking? It sounded better than jabbing...oh well, it's my mind, no one else can read it...or can they?!) my thigh. I feel myself growing a little damp down there myself, and when he kisses my collarbone, I feel like I'm going to BURST with lust.
"Are you really sure you're ready?" he asks. Merlin, how can he have so much self-control?!
"YES!" I practically scream. Hehe, guess I'm a bit wound up, eh?
Oliver smiles and kisses me quickly on the lips before his comfortable weight lifts off my chest. The cold air stings my nipples as I feel his slightly sweaty palms part my thighs.
He shifts me around, but I'm so...expectant down there I've kind of gone numb.
OH GOD! I FELT THAT.
I bite my lower lip to keep from screaming as Oliver shoves into me, breaking past my barrier. Funny, I thought I had lost that just being a naughty girl by myself. Yup, Katie Bell isn't as innocent as you thought. Too bad, so sad.
But MERLIN, it was just for a quick second, but that was pretty bad. The pain died down in a tic and has been replaced by a warm filling. My inner walls ease up a bit and he begins a slow rhythm, pushing in and pulling out.
"Oliver..." I pant.
It feels so good, but it would feel better if it was harder. I arch my hips, meeting his. Hope that sent the message...
Success! He's picking up speed and ohhh...this is pure heaven.
"Oliver!" I cry. Has he done this before? Nah, he would have told me...Or at least should have...I'll ask him later.
I've basically lost my mind at this point, all I know is I'm about to explode, and soon.
Oliver goes first, but I'm following soon after him. He collapses on top of me, making me lose my already lost breath for a minute. I quickly catch it, and Oliver rolls over, taking me with him. His sweaty, tanned chest gleams in the candle light, and I brush his hair off his forehead.
He opens his eyes lazily, and smiles.
"I love you," he whispers.
"I love you too," I whisper back.
So that's how it feels to have sex with the man you love. Explosive, sensual, and so unifying. I feel so much in love with Oliver right now, and I know how much he loves me too.
This has got to be the best night of my life.
I smile into his hair, his head leaning heavily on my chest, and inhale his musky scent. Everyday, I can tell, is going to be like today; Full of love, passion, and...Oliver.
THE END
Sooo, whadja think? I tried not to make it too smutty, cus yeah...lol. It was great writing this, and all the reviews have been fantastic. I'm working on another KBOW fic right now...but it's still in developmental stages. so back to the drawing board i go! But don't fret, I'll be back soon!
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