Okay, I'm not supposed to update today, but I won't be able to do it tomorrow, so I'll give you this little present for all those who reviewed last chapter. Thank you guys!

This drabble's longer than the other, but I couldn't help it.

Note: Especial thanks to my beta, Merrin.

Title: "Unique - V"
Challenge: #1 - marriage
Rating: PG-13 (just to be safe)
Character(s): Emmett, (Rosalie)
Pairing(s): Emmett/Rosalie
Warnings: umm, innuendos?
Author's Notes: Takes place after drabble #4. This is set before Alice & Jasper join the Cullens. It covers Rosalie & Emmett's first wedding.

He knew the moment he entered their room that this night was not going to be what he had expected.

Emmett felt the love and desire pulsing through his venom-filled veins, gathering in his groin, as he looked how his wife —finally, that beautiful Angel was his— turned around slowly, stopping once she was facing him. He regretted having ignored Edward when he tried to warn him about Esme's present to Rosalie, but he hadn't wanted to spoil the surprise. But, goddamn, Esme should have warned him! How was he supposed to take things slowly when he was using every bit of self-control to keep himself from pouncing on Rosalie?

She is beautiful…

It was their wedding night —they were supposed to express their love for each other through the oldest dance known by man, for God's sake!— yet all his giddiness and excitement faded quickly when Emmett saw the fear grace her features as his eyes caressed her magnificent body thoroughly. He cursed himself mentally for being so careless with her. Of course she wasn't ready for this; three years couldn't possibly erase all her nightmares. And although her expression was one of determination now, Emmett knew the nightmare was still there, she was only trying to push it back; she was determinate to endure it.

…but she is afraid.

But making love wasn't supposed to be endured, it was supposed to be enjoyed. So, willing himself not to lose control, Emmett closed the distance between them a little and extended his hand to her, waiting. When she took it, he led her towards the bed, slowly, giving her space when they settled on the mattress. Then, he hugged her, pulling her close to him, and he began to talk. He talked about everything, the few memories he still had of his human life, or meaningless thing like hunting. He chatted for hours, tightening his embrace a little, but not enough for her to feel trapped, still her body tensed up. Eventually, Rosalie began to relax, and her body shook with tearless sobs.

Her sobbing was the only thing breaking the silence that followed, until he opened his mouth again.

"I love you, Rosalie," he whispered.

Rosalie moved her arm around his torso, snuggling up into him, and buried her face into his neck. Placing a soft, tender kiss there, she muttered her answer.

He just knew that very moment he'd be smiling like an idiot the following weeks.

"I love you, too, Emmett."

To be continued...

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