Sorry for not updating sooner! It's hard to go so long without updating! But this is the hardest chapter to write, by far. And now it's time for the chapter you've all been waiting for: the wedding night! Wish me luck! And remember: I write this all from experience. Ha. Thanks for all the reviews and here goes!
Disclaimer: I don't own The Sound of Music, Darling Lili, or Oreo. Or some of the quotes I might have borrowed from other people. I don't know who, but I think a few might be from imnotacommittee, and a few are from someone who writes Princess Diaries fics… but I don't really know. And I'm too lazy to go back and read every story under SOM and PD to find out which ones I borrowed from. But I do own the idea of putting them all together into one!
Author's POV
(just like the rest of them after this, unless otherwise noted)
At the reception, she was fine; there were loads of people around so she didn't have to worry too much. In the cab, she was fine; the driver kept her from doing anything inappropriate. In the elevator, she was fine; the elevator operator kept her under control. But now Maria was standing in the middle of the fanciest suite in the fanciest hotel in Salzburg, alone with her husband for the first time. What was she supposed to be besides nervous?
Maria sensed him come up behind her from where he had been taking care of the luggage. He wrapped his arms around her and she stiffened a bit. Georg must have noticed, for he turned her around in his arms and gazed into her eyes.
"Is something wrong, darling?" he asked, concern evident in his eyes.
"No, nothing at all," she lied.
He chuckled. "Have I ever told you that you're a terrible liar?"
Maria sighed. "No."
"Well you are." He pulled her into a comforting hug and kissed the top of her head. She relaxed into his arms, feeling his heart beating in his chest. He was running his hand over her back and she felt completely at ease in that instant. The moment was broken, however, when he pulled away. He looked at her with nothing but love in his eyes. "As beautiful as you are in that gown, darling, it can't be terribly comfortable."
He was right, as always. It was feeling rather heavy on her frame and the fabric wasn't exactly light. She smiled at him nervously. He chuckled.
"I'm not trying to rush you, Maria." His voice was quiet, easing her nerves.
"I know," she replied in a whisper.
He smiled again. "Go, I'll wait for you." Georg pushed her in the direction of the bathroom.
Maria sighed as she entered, still being nervous, despite Georg's encouraging words. Her wedding gown might be beautiful, but after having worn it for hours on end, she was rather sick of it. Stepping out of it, she examined herself in the mirror, wearing only her thin silk slip. She didn't exactly love what she saw, but she didn't hate it, either. She certainly hoped Georg wouldn't be disappointed.
Maria quickly changed into the nightgown she had gotten in town earlier. She remembered blushing deeply as Frau Schmidt had informed her that she'd be needing new nightclothes. This nightgown wasn't as bad as some of the ones Liesl made her get for later on in the marriage, though. It was white satin with white lace edging. The straps were very thin, the neckline was low, and it only went down to mid-thigh. She put on one of the hotel's fluffy white robes over it, uncomfortable with showing so much skin. Maria took one last look at herself before leaving the safety of the bathroom to be with her new husband.
Georg was lounging on the couch in the sitting area, his feet on the coffee table. He had taken off his shoes. He looked up as she walked over and sat down next to him.
"Would it be indiscreet to say that I missed you?" he murmured, gathering her close to him.
"No." Maria smiled a bit. She had only been gone for a few minutes.
"To say that I missed you terribly?"
"Not quite."
"Desperately?"
"Possibly." She leaned up to kiss him.
"Passionately?" he whispered, his lips barely brushing hers. The sensation made her shiver.
She shook off the shiver, smiled a bit and kissed him again. "Definitely."
"Would you settle for desperately?" he asked, pulling away a bit.
"I'll settle for passionately." Maria kissed her husband again, this time more passionately than ever before. Tonight was their wedding night, and she was going to make the most of it.
When they broke apart, he smiled and she could tell he was going to seduce her slowly and torturously, but would go farther than they had ever gone before.
"I wonder what you're wearing under that," he murmured in her ear seductively. She could feel his lips smiling against her neck and grinned herself.
Maria turned in his arms to kiss him again. "Wouldn't you like to know."
He smiled devilishly and bent down to kiss her again. "I will later."
"Whatever gives you that impression?" she asked, trying to hide the smirk playing on her lips.
"Call it a hunch," Georg replied, joking with her while hoping she was joking in the first place.
"What makes you think your 'hunch' is correct? You think you're that lucky of a man?"
"Perhaps." He smiled and leaned in to kiss her.
Maria dodged his kiss and stood up from her place nearly on his lap, wanting to torture him like he had been torturing her lately.
"Well, it's getting late and I've had a long day, so I'm going to bed. Good night love." She bent down to kiss his cheek and had to try not to laugh at the dumbstruck look on his face.
Maria sauntered her way over to the bedroom portion of the honeymoon suite, making sure to utilize her femininity. She could feel his eyes on her back as she opened the door. However, he didn't let her get very far, for Georg grabbed her from behind, spun her around, and kissed her in that way that made coherent thought difficult.
"Do you think you might consider staying up?" he asked, breathing heavily.
"Do you think you can change my mind?"
"I can try," he very nearly growled, and kissed her again. She made a low, utterly female sound and relaxed into him, suddenly forgetting that she had been 'tired' before. He tugged on the belt of her bathrobe and she felt it slipping away from her body. Georg ran his hand over her waist, her stomach, her hips, then stopped to rest possessively on her bottom. Maria moaned again and found that this new sensation was making it increasingly difficult to remain standing. As he moved his hand to cup her breast, she felt her knees buckle and she sagged a bit before he caught her in his arms and carried her to the bed.
Still kissing her madly, Georg laid his wife down on the bed and climbed on top of her. Maria moaned and started fumbling with the buttons of his naval uniform jacket. He growled and started his torture once more. He made sure he had touched every inch of her body that was covered by her (very sexy) nightgown before slowly removing it, just as he felt her nearly ripping off his uniform jacket, vest, tie, and shirt. Georg felt her hands on his belt, so he let her have her way and gave in to Maria's urgings to take off his pants. While the offending garment was flying across the room, Georg broke off from his fiery kisses to stare at his Baroness.
"My, Baroness, I had dreamt about you, but this…" he said, staring in awe of his (now naked) wife. She squirmed a little under his gaze. He noticed, and to make her feel better, he rolled over onto his back and pulled her on top of him. Maria giggled a bit, nervously making herself comfortable on her husband's bare chest. He sighed in contentment and settled into the pillows.
Suddenly, Maria's head shot up, barely missing his chin. "How come you get to wear boxers while I'm naked?" she asked, staring at him angrily. In truth she was only doing this to get him naked as well, but he didn't have to know that.
Maria clutched him closer as his chest shook with laughter. "Would you prefer if I put your nightgown back on you?" Georg asked, gazing down at his wife while desperately hoping she wouldn't get dressed.
"Oh no," Maria said, smiling devilishly at him. "I think we could remedy the situation by doing something else."
"Like?" Georg was suspicious of this new side he was seeing in his wife. Before it had been just innocent flirting, but now she was really seducing him.
"Oh, I don't know," Maria said, tracing patterns along his chest with a forefinger, making him shiver. She covered a smile. "Perhaps you could join me? Join me being naked, that is." As she had been speaking, Maria had been slowly moving her hands farther down his chest so that she had gotten to the waistband of his boxers.
"Maria," Georg said warningly. He didn't want to lose himself quite yet.
"Georg," she teased, waiting for his reaction. He groaned and removed his boxers for her, finally giving into that urge he had felt ever since he had first kissed her.
He rolled her over onto her back, smothering her in kisses and covering her soft skin in more touches than he thought he could handle, especially when she ran her fingers through his hair and dug her nails into his shoulder when he touched her in a sensitive spot. He knew he couldn't hold on much longer, so he broke away from her, to her protests. However, she was silenced when he trailed kisses all along her body, from nose to toes. When Georg's lips were again at her favorite spot (her own lips), she kissed him so that he very nearly lost control. But then he pulled away again, only to work his way over to the side of her head. He murmured her name lowly in her ear and heard her breath stop for a second.
"I love you," she moaned desperately, longing for him as much as he was longing for her.
He couldn't force out the words "I love you too," so he only growled let the passion finally take over him as he made love to his wife.
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A/N: I thought you could use your overactive imaginations here, to protect their privacy…
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7 A.M. the next day
She woke up to feel someone staring at her, but didn't open her eyes just yet. She relished in the feeling of being in her new husband's arms and unconsciously snuggled closer. He noticed and planted a kiss on her nose.
"Good morning Baroness," he murmured very sexily.
"You know, it's a bit unnerving to have someone staring at you as you sleep."
"How would you know if you were asleep?"
Maria smiled and opened her eyes to find Georg gazing at her lovingly. He traced his thumb across her lips and let his eyes wander from her eyes to her mouth.
"You know, your lips look quite lonely. May I keep them company?" he asked, his eyes traveling back to hers.
"They would be glad for some company, kind sir," she replied, smiling up at him. She loved him even more when he flirted with her.
He leaned down and engulfed her lips with his. Maria moaned softly and leaned back against the pillows, pulling him with her.
"We should really get some breakfast," Georg said, pulling away for a brief moment to look at her.
"Breakfast can wait," Maria said, never opening her eyes, only drowning in the feeling of his warm breath on her neck. He kissed her again.
They moved along quickly from simple "good morning" kisses to more passionate ones, finally ending in the perfect way to start the day.
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There you have it, the much-awaited wedding night! I have to thank my dear friend The Lonely Goatherd for offering so much help with this chapter. I really appreciate it! Thanks!
I hope you all liked it, but you'll have to tell me yourself in a review! Thanks!