AN: I do not own TVD or TO or The Princess Diaries
I put the wedding and wedding night all in one chapter.
4 months later
Elena reclined on the stairs with a novel. The book had long since been forgotten in favour of admiring her ring. The square cut diamond was surrounded by a ring of smaller diamonds and rested on a thin band of white gold. She peeked up through her lashes when she heard Elijah approach her.
He rested his elbow on the banister and smirked down at her. "You're not having second thoughts are you?"
"No," Elena stood and rested her hands on the bannister. The step she was on placed her at eye-level with him, "Never."
"Good," he straightened up and met her laughing eyes, "it wouldn't do to cancel the day before the wedding."
"I don't know," Elena smirked, "I made it all the way down the aisle last time."
"I certainly hope there will not be a repeat performance," Elijah chuckled. He glanced from side to side; when he was positive there were no prying eyes he captured her mouth in a soft kiss. "Where is everyone?"
"I'm hiding out," she whispered conspiratorially. "My ladies maids were driving me up the wall, so now I'm just waiting for Caroline and Rebekah to arrive; they should be here any minute."
Elena didn't realize just how right she was until she heard heels on the marble floor.
"We almost didn't make it," Rebekah rounded the corner. "The airline didn't want to let Caroline on the plane."
"We had to call the OBGYN and have her confirm that Caroline is only 7 months pregnant," Nik set down a couple of bags.
"They were still reluctant," Caroline huffed. She raked her hair back into a messy bun, "but they let me on after I signed a waiver. The flight attendants seemed convinced I was going to give birth right there on the plane."
"My lovely bride gave them an earful," Nik chuckled. He leant over to place a kiss to her temple.
"Mmmhmmm," Caroline hummed. "And now your lovely bride is going to steal the bride-to-be for an evening of pampering."
"I'll see you tomorrow," Elijah squeezed her hand.
"I'll be the one in white," Elena grinned as she was pulled up the stairs.
"And we'd better not find you throwing pebbles at her window tonight," Caroline squinted at Elijah.
"We're not going to have another run-away bride situation are we?" Rebekah scrunched her nose under the green mask coating her face.
"You're not getting cold feet?" Caroline popped a cucumber in her mouth. She wiggled her toes admiring the pedicure Elena had just finished.
"My feet are toasty," Elena grinned. The action caused tiny cracks to appear in the facial at the corners of her mouth.
"That's good."
Rebekah reached for Elena's hands and started her nails. Elena grinned when she saw the second bottle. When Rebekah was finished Elena's nails were all painted a soft pink with the exception of one. The fingernail above her engagement ring was a beautiful red.
"This just screams regal," she wiggled the finger.
"It's for luck," Rebekah laughed. "You remember in high school we'd always do one nail in red."
"How could I forget?" Elena carefully lifted her wine glass.
"Okay," Caroline set down her sparkling grape juice, "since the wedding is early tomorrow we need to make sure that everything, with the exception of your hair, is done tonight. We won't have time tomorrow."
"You didn't let your grandma take care of everything this time, did you?" Rebekah started wiping away the mask on her face. "It's not that the last one wasn't nice, it just wasn't really you."
"Grandma helped, but I was involved in everything," Elena gently tapped her nails to make sure they were dry. "I even picked my own dress this time."
"And the bridesmaids dresses," Caroline grinned. "I've heard rumors about them, but you still haven't shown them."
"Speaking of bridesmaids…" Rebekah stood to follow Elena into the closet, "who is standing up tomorrow besides Caroline and I."
Elena slid open a sliding door to reveal three dress bags. She carefully pulled down the first two and passed them to her friends before unzipping the bag holding the white dress.
"It's just you two," Elena watched as Caroline unzipped her bag and pulled out the lavender dress. "Elijah and I agreed to keep the wedding as small as possible; his brother and his friend from university will be standing up with him."
"That's Kol, right?" Rebekah unzipped her own bag to see a similar dress. "What's his friend's name?"
"Marcel Gerard," Elena removed her dress from the bag and placed it on the rack for her friends to admire. "What do you think?"
Caroline carefully ran her finger over the sweetheart neckline. She turned the dress to see the corset back of the beaded bodice. The white skirt flared out in a ball gown style.
"I love it," Rebekah fingered the full skirt. "It is much more you. And these bridesmaids' dresses are beautiful."
"I assume you'll be wearing a tiara as well," Caroline eyed the cabinet that she knew housed some of the crown jewels.
Elena picked up the silver remote from the settee and keyed in the correct code. She picked up a small tiara; the diamonds made a pattern of flowers and leaves. "I thought I'd go a little less ostentatious this time."
"It's perfect."
Caroline wrapped an arm around Elena's waist and gave her a sly sideways glance. Rebekah cleared a space on the settee and smirked at the confused queen.
"Would we be correct in assuming that you and he have not…" Caroline wiggled her eyebrows suggestively, "… you know."
"Well…" Elena blushed. She knew better than to lie to her friends; she could only hope they wouldn't start another embarrassing round of advice. "We have not. I swear security has tripled around me since the coronation."
"Does he know," Rebekah tilted her head. She could just make out the flush under the mint green mask. "Does he know that you've never…"
"He knows," Elena nodded. She bounced quickly from foot to foot as she eyed the dress.
"So are you nervous or excited?" Caroline watched her friend chew her bottom lip.
"Both," Elena giggled. She started twisting her engagement ring around her finger. "Does it hurt? I remember everyone saying in high school that it hurts."
"It can," Rebekah nodded slowly, "but only if you're not ready, and if your partner is an inconsiderate jerk." She scowled.
"How was your first time, Bekah?"
"I don't want to talk about it," Rebekah shook her head and returned her focus to Elena.
"He knows you've never done anything," Caroline squeezed her friend's waist. "He'll keep that in mind, so you should be fine."
The wedding ceremony was beautiful. A few people grumbled that the maid of honor looked as if she were going to pop any moment, but a well-timed glare from Nik and Caroline stopped the whispers.
The only thing Elena would have done differently was the vows. She and Elijah had wanted to write their own, but royal tradition dictated that royal vows had to be traditional.
"I don't know about you," Elijah guided her across the dance floor, "but I still wrote my vows."
"So did I," Elena grinned up at him.
They were finishing the final dance of the evening before they would say goodnight to their guests, and retire to their suite. Their voices did not carry above the music and chatter of the other couples on the floor.
"Shall I share mine with you?" His hand pulled her a little closer. He bent his head to whisper in her ear. "Elena, I promise to look after you and up to you, to hold you tight but not hold you back, and to stay by your side as you stay by mine, Always and Forever."
Elena shivered. She peered into his sparkling brown eyes.
"I remember the moment we met and the moment I fell in love with you. And I remember how much I didn't want to love you, but it was like I was being swept up in a current. I was consumed by it." Her hand slid around his neck as they circled around Caroline and Nik. "I promise to always be honest with you, to communicate fully and fearlessly. I give you my heart and pledge my love, devotion and honor as I join my life to yours."
"I love you," he dipped down to press a kiss to her lips.
"I love you, too," Elena sighed against his mouth. "I actually had one more vow."
"Oh?" Elijah's brow cocked over his inquisitive eyes.
"Yes," her eyes sparkled with amusement, "I promise to never step on your feet again."
"While I appreciate the sentiment, darling," he chuckled, "you shouldn't make promises you can't keep."
It had taken them longer to reach their suite than Elena would have liked. She was toying with her rings when the door finally closed on her ladies maids. She drew in a deep breath when he turned to face her.
His hands settled on her waist. She peeked up at him through her eyelashes.
"Are you alright?" His hands came up to rub her arms gently.
"A little nervous," she admitted with a small smile. She raised her hands to slowly pull the tiara from her hair; she set it carefully on the low coffee table.
"Perhaps I can help with that," he tilted her chin and met her eyes.
"What did you have in mind?"
One of his hands settled on her hip. He leant down to brush his lips over hers in a slow kiss.
Elena's hands came to rest on his chest over his heart. Her fingers smoothed over the material of his jacket. Feeling momentarily bold she slipped her hands inside and pushed the jacket from his shoulders.
Elijah's fingers slid into her hair as he cradled her head. He slowly walked her backwards until her knees collided with the bed.
Elena gasped and Elijah took the opportunity to deepen the kiss. His tongue explored her mouth as he had done many times before in stolen moments. Her knees buckled when his hands slid around her back. Elena gasped for breath when he broke the kiss.
"May I?" His fingers tugged gently on the ribbon holding her corset closed.
Elena nodded. She turned around so he could see what he was doing.
Elijah raised his hand and slowly moved her hair to fall over her right shoulder. Elena's breath hitched when he pressed a kiss to her bare shoulder. She sighed and melted when he trailed open mouthed kisses along her throat. A flush crept up her neck as his fingers moved to deftly untie her gown; the flush spread down her body when the fabric pooled at her feet and she was left in her white lace underwear.
Heat pooled in her lower abdomen when his hands snaked around her waist. Elijah flattened his palms against her belly and nibbled on the shell of her ear. She could feel the smooth material of his dress shirt where it pressed into her back. She rocked her hips back and felt him pressed firmly against the curve of her behind. She repeated the action and was rewarded with a soft groan.
She gasped when his hands gripped her hips and spun her back around to face him. Elena gripped his arms when she lost balance on her heels and fell backwards onto the plush mattress. Elijah tumbled down as well. He braced himself on his hands and chuckled.
"Perhaps you should consider switching to flats."
Elena pretended to be affronted. "Are you calling me clumsy?" Her fingers started popping the buttons on his shirt.
"Never, darling," he swore. Elijah sat back on his knee to allow her to remove his shirt. "I'm merely thinking of your comfort."
"No," she grasped the back of his neck, "you're thinking flats will hurt less when I end up stomping on your feet." She brushed her lips slowly over his.
"That too," he smirked. He pressed his lips against hers in a sensual kiss that left her breathless.
Elijah broke away from her mouth to leave a trail of kisses down her throat. He stopped at her collarbone to suck the skin into his mouth. He propped himself up on one elbow as he continued down her breastbone. His free hand explored her side. His thumb grazed the underside of her breast.
Elena drew in ragged breaths when he placed quick kisses on her breast. She moaned his name when his tongue circled one nipple and his fingers tweaked the other. She carded her fingers through his hair and arched her back when he sucked her nipple into his mouth. He flicked the hard nub with his tongue before switching breasts.
Elena licked her lips when he began to leave open mouthed kisses down her stomach. She tossed her head back against the mattress when he gently bit down on her hip bone before dipping his tongue into her naval. She tilted her head to gaze at him through hooded eyes; he had pressed a chaste kiss to the skin above her panties and stopped to look at her.
She nodded once and raised her hips to let him slide her underwear down her legs. A flush covered her body when she realized she was completely naked. Her legs instinctively came together.
Elijah slowly stroked the skin of her thighs. His ministrations had the fire in her belly growing slowly to an inferno. He smiled when she rubbed her thighs together. "I can think of something more effective," he carefully pulled her legs apart before sinking down to rest between her legs. He placed a kiss below her belly button before meeting her dark eyes, "may I Elena?"
A few seconds after, she uttered her consent; she felt his tongue fun over the length of her slit. His tongue delved between her folds before circling her clit lightly. Elena moaned loudly. Her hips began to move of their own accord; slowly bucking up and down. Her eyes slid closed as she basked in the sensations he was causing in her body.
She propped herself up on her elbow to look at him when his finger slowly pushed inside of her. She felt the muscles in her abdomen clench tightly when he started to slowly pump in and out of her tight center.
"Elijah… yes…" His name came out in a breathy sigh. She could feel a coil tightening in her belly. Her thighs trembled on either side of his head as the pressure snapped, and heat spread through her limbs.
Elijah continued to pump his finger in and out of her as the orgasm subsided. When she fell back against the mattress he moved to hover over her again. Elena rocked her hips against his hand as he continued to finger her. She moaned when he added a second finger and stroked a spot deep inside of her that had her climbing to a second orgasm.
Her eyes popped open. She blushed when she found him staring at her. She stretched up to capture his lips in a sensual kiss. She moaned when she tasted something unfamiliar on his tongue and realized that it must be her.
Shockwaves rippled through her when he pressed firmly against that spot inside her. She whimpered when he removed his hand.
Elena ran her hands down his back when he nibbled on her ear. Her fingers trailed around to fumble with the button of his pants. She giggled when his breath tickled her neck. She finally managed to pop the button and draw down the zipper.
Elijah rolled over and toed off his shoes before lifting his hips to allow her to slowly remove his trousers. The only fabric left between them was his boxers. Elena shifted to straddle his hips, but hesitated to remove the last piece of clothing.
His lips crashed to hers in a slow passionate kiss. She nibbled on his lip and slipped her tongue into his mouth to massage his. Her thumbs hooked into the waistband of his boxers. He lifted his hips to allow her to slide the material off. Her hand tentatively closed around his erection; her eyes widened when she realized how big he actually was.
"Are you sure?" Elijah ran his hands up and down her back. He bit back a moan when she squeezed his length. "We don't have to do this tonight."
"I want to," her unflinching eyes met his. "I want to make love to my husband on my wedding night." Her fingers gently squeezed him again and she smirked, "and I'm pretty sure you do as well."
"I'd rather make love to my wife," he chuckled before brushing his lips over hers in a soft kiss.
He took her hand and set it on his shoulder before lining himself up with her entrance. Elijah's hands guided her hips down slowly until he was an inch inside of her.
Elena peered into his loving eyes and slowly slid further down his length. She paused halfway down. She rested her forehead against his as she adjusted to the feeling of having him inside her. She gasped when his hands came up to tweak her hard nipples.
She slowly started to move up and down. With each downward stroke she took in little more of him.
Elijah groaned when he was buried inside her. His fingers dug into her hips as he guided her up and down. His eyes fell to watch as he slowly disappeared into her body over and over again.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and flipped them around. He laid her down against the mattress before raising her leg to wrap around his waist.
"Yes… just like that…" she moaned when his hips thrust slowly in and out. She wrapped her other leg around him. Her nails raked down his back as she tried to pull him closer.
Elijah felt his own release approaching slowly. He was determined to bring her to another orgasm before he finished; he brought his thumb down to circle her clit.
Elena felt the spring coiling in her belly again. She arched her back when the pressure released, sending waves of fire through her body, she came with a sharp cry of his name. Her vision faded to white as the orgasm raced through her.
"Elena," he moaned. Elijah picked up his pace; his hips slammed into her quickly before stilling as he spilled himself inside her with a groan.
Elena slowly let her legs fall back to the mattress as he slipped out and laid beside her. She gasped for breath as he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her to his chest.
Elena curled into him and shivered when the sweat cooled her skin. Elijah lifted the comforter over them before pressing a kiss to her cheek.
"I love you," she tilted her head back look at him. She gave him a gentle kiss.
"I love you, too," he smiled against her lips. He smoothed back a few curls that had fallen around her face. "How do you feel?"
She rolled her shoulders back and took stock of her body. Aside from a dull ache between her thighs she felt fine.
"A little sore," she admitted. Her chin fell to rest against his chest, "but for the most part pleasantly numb."
"I'm no expert," he squeezed her shoulder, "but I'm fairly certain that gets better each time."
"There's only one way to find out." She giggled and propped herself up to kiss him soundly.
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