Title: Wedding Night
Rating: PG-13, for some sensuality.
Author: Demasduit
Pairing: Jean Havoc/OC
Disclaimer: Fullmetal and all characters and situations contained therein, © Hiromu Arakawa. I merely borrow.
His hands on her hips, thumbs caressing the edges of her pelvis. Unusual for him, there is no cigarette dangling from his lips; time enough for that later…
The wedding was a tasteful affair, and both have had slightly too much to drink. Flushed kisses, stumbling embraces as they make their way to the honeymoon suite. Barely remembering to lock the door – the hotel staff are among the best, but he sees no reason to take a chance - Jean Havoc ungraciously flops backward onto the mattress; feeling as though he is laying on a cloud, he watches his new bride begin struggling out of her dress, every effort designed to make it easy for him.
The clothes struggled out of, she slowly climbs atop him, placing burning kisses on his face and chest. Jean feels as though all his birthdays have come at once, and as he regards the lovely woman who consented to spend her life with him, he realizes once again just how lucky he is. Her thick, raven hair cascades over her shoulders and she gently brushes it out of her face. Bronze cheeks flushed with pleasure, a high aquiline nose, features not generally found among the native populace of Amestris – Jean's wife is not from around here…
Spent, the two lie curled into each other, legs entangled; her head against his chest, warm breath tickling him, his arm thrown carelessly across her shoulder. Cigarette butts smoulder gently in the ashtray on the bedside table – the failing art of post-coital smoking is not lost on these two. Tomorrow there will be gifts to open, notes to write in return… But that's tomorrow.