The room was dark, the only light coming from the moon as it shone into the room. Scattered around the room was the various garments that had been worn. They would be picked up later and stored very carefully and lovingly away, but for now they lay forgotten. The room was still, the only sound being the soft, tender kisses that the two figures on the bed were sharing. They wore nothing but the jewelry that adorned finger and wrist. White gold for each, with a purple amethysts embedded in them. A matching set for hearts that were finally allowed to join. A union now legalized, even if it was done so in another culture.
Donnie was laying on his side, with Marina pulled against him. Her soft, muscle toned body fitting so natural against his as his lips once again covered hers. Her blue eyes closed as she returned them, her soft lips brushing against his. Black hair flowed over his arm to spill onto the bed behind her. Her long legs were entwined with his as her hand rested gently on his side.
She was a completely different person behind closed doors. Here she didn't have to be the ice cold fighter, here she could let her softer side show. And here he gave her his heart. He pulled his head back and looked into those glorious blue eyes of hers as she opened them. "I love you." He told her, his emotions filling his own eyes.
Her eyes always seemed to melt every time he said it, even after as long as they have been together. He didn't need his glasses to see that they melted again, her blue eyes very clear to him despite his poor vision, as her hand moved from his side to rest lightly against his cheek. "I love you...I love you so much..."
He brought his head in and they kissed again, lost in their feelings for each other.
No more was she the confused, hurt, angry woman she was when they had first met. Even then he had seen something beneath that hard exterior, and once he got past it he found a gentle, caring woman who could love deeply, and did.
He gently rolled her from her side onto her back as their kissing grew more heated, his hand slid down her side and her body shuddered under him as he leaned over her. His movements were filled with the love he felt for her, but also very calculated. He knew her, and knew how to touch her to bring her the most pleasure. His observing mind had filed every memory of how he could bring forth moans of desire from her. He had the wanted result as she moaned quietly into in his mouth and she pulled his head closer towards her, deepening the kiss, her tongue meeting his as they tasted each other.
It literally hurt on how much he loved her. His heart felt like it couldn't contain the feelings he had for her. It wasn't scientifically explainable, what he felt. The sheer wonder everytime he looked at her perfect, to him, features, the simple joy at just having her near, feelings he couldn't even begin to describe everytime he looked at the son she had given him. Nothing could explain these strong emotions, he anyway hadn't been able to find a reason for it. What all of his brothers felt for their mates, their wives, was a mystery not even he could solve. The bonds that had formed were so much stronger, deeper, than anything he had ever researched. He just could not explain on why they had all fallen so hard, so fast, for these women who now shared their lives. Honestly, he didn't even try anymore. She was here, she loved him and that was good enough for him, and he was sure his brothers felt the same way about their mates. They didn't need a scientific reason to love these women.
His mouth wandered to her breast, his lips just barely brushing against her skin. Just enough for her to shiver even at that very slight touch. He let his tongue lick over her nipple and her breath was sucked in in a sharp hiss when his thumb ran over the other one. Donnie knew the soft, teasing touches were the key to getting her worked up, to get her anticipation to build. That cool demeanor could warm up quickly with those touches. Her eyes had closed as her hands wrapped around his head, her mouth open slightly as she let her feelings take over. Her just as soft moan filled his ears, her breathing starting to turn into wanting pants as her hands slid down his head, to his neck and over his shoulders. "Donnie..." She breathed as her head tilted to the side, her fingers digging slightly into his shoulders. "Oh Donnie..."
"You like that?"
She laughed quietly. "You know I do. Why are you even asking?"
"Habit I suppose. You don't learn if you don't ask."
She laughed again as she pulled his head up to kiss his forehead. "Always the inquisitive one."
"Sorry." He mumbled, a little embarrassed. He should be making love to her, not playing twenty questions. He sighed as he rolled back onto his side, plopping his head in his hand to hold it up.
"Don't be." She smiled at him. "It's that curiosity that saved me. In more ways than one."
He looked at her as her fingertips lightly traced his arm, following the contours of his muscles. "Got me in a whole bunch of trouble too." He grumbled.
"Now you're starting to sound like Raph." She told him archly. "And you really don't have the disposition to pull it off. You sound like a squeaky train when you try to do the gravelly batman voice bit."
He laughed so hard at the blunt way she said it that he snorted. Then laughed even harder and snorted again. She just laid there looking amused at him as he kept that cycle up for about a minute. By the time he could calm himself down he had her laughing too.
He wiped the tears from his eyes with his free hand before he wrapped that arm around her hip, his own fingertips caressing her skin. He looked down at the woman next to him as he still laid there propped up on his hand. Her eyes were still bright with amusement and seemed to sparkle to him. All humor faded as he brought his head back down.
A new feeling was quickly pushing the humor away, need. He needed her. Again he couldn't explain the feeling, or why it hit him so hard all of a sudden. Her response was just as hungry as they came together again, pushed on by something they both felt.
His hand resumed its earlier teasing as his mouth met hers, his lips trying to taste as much of her as he could. He felt her hands wander over his rough skin, as if she was trying feel his entire body. Her eager moans telling him she wanted more from him.
A deep churr came from his throat when she pressed her knee against his slit, before she gently moved it back and forth. His breathing picked up as she used her flexible leg to stimulate him. It was...unusual, but he had quickly found out that there was nothing usual about this woman who captured his heart. He did wonder a moment if the others were blessed with flexible mates like he was. That thought left just as quickly as it came as she stopped using her knee and rubbed the length of her shin against him. Pushing hard.
"Ungh..." Came the uncontrollable sound out of his throat. "Oh, Marina...my little minx..." He whispered in her ear and she gave him a small, sly, smile, then did it again. His arms trembled at the pressure her strong leg was applying to him, he couldn't think, barely even remembered to breathe. She held him steady with her hands as her leg kept at it, and it was driving him wild. He looked into her eyes as she still smiled that sly half smile. She pushed even harder when he took his hand and firmly rubbed a finger against her clit and they both let out loud moans from the dual contact.
He let himself fall to the mattress next to her, his arm unable to hold him up anymore. He didn't release the pressure against her though and this time her hand wandered down, and he finally released himself into her hand. Her hand firmly grasped him and began a smooth, but firm rhythm. She rolled onto her side and pressed herself against his body even as her mouth opened in loud moan, his own matching hers. The pleasure they were giving each other driving them to push the other harder, their breaths coming in hurried gasps. She buried her head into his chest as she she let out a soft cry, her hand spasming around him and another churr erupted from him.
He couldn't resist anymore, she was wet, so deliciously wet... He carefully removed her hand and gently rolled her onto her back, wanting her, needing her as he placed himself over her. Her eyes were clouded with lust and desire as she looked up at him. He pushed into her warm, wet crevice in one firm thrust. Her eyes closing as he filled her, her hands gripping his shoulders. The smell of her pleasure filled his nostrils, driving him to thrust into her again.
Donnie didn't know what came over him, the need for her was strong, and he didn't know why. Their coupling tonight was more intense than he'd ever experienced, and she returned his need just as strongly. It was like something was pushing them on, fueling their passion. Again and again he thrust hard into her, her whimpers growing more loud, more desperate as she moved against him. Her eyes opened and grew wide as she looked up at him, they were filled want, begging him to give her more. Sweat began to bead on her skin as she matched his pace, thrusting herself against him, giving him everything she had to offer even as he gave her the same.
Her whimpers turned into loud cries that rang unabashed out into the room, her fingers dug into his shoulders as her head leaned back into the pillow. Donnie took it all in even as he thrust into her again and again, his pace quickening. He watched as his tempo drove her closer to the in the throes of passion she was so beautiful to him, her eyes had closed again as her head tilted to the side, biting her lip, the sweat now running down her skin. All of it filled him with a hunger, a desire, a need that he was himself approaching even as he felt the first twinges around him.
When she came, it came suddenly and strong. She screamed out loudly into the room as her chest arched up into him. She clamped so hard around him he lost himself in the same feeling as he released inside of her, his voice matching hers in the dark room. Together they rode out the waves as she clung to him.
Now spent, he just carefully lowered himself on top of her and rested his head into the the crook of her neck. They laid there for a long while, both trembling as his warm body covered her, both chests moving rapidly from what they had just done. When he was finally able to, he moved to where all of his weight wasn't on her though he still partially covered her.
When her breathing calmed, her eyes slowly opened and they were filled with content, and love as she tiredly gazed at him. "That was...intense..." Somehow she found the strength to brush her fingertips lightly across his face. "What brought that on?"
He didn't even know himself at first. He just quietly repositioned himself onto his side before he pulled her close to him as he thought about it. Now that his mind wasn't clouded with passion, it clicked and he looked at her with a warm smile. "First time as husband and wife...I guess I wanted to make it worth remembering."
"Oh, Donnie..." She placed soft kiss on his cheek before she settled down in his arms. "Husband..." She murmured sleepily. "I like the sound of that."
"Probably as much as I like the sound of wife." He gave her a gentle squeeze and she let out a happy sigh.
He kissed her hair as she drifted off to sleep, then tucked her head under his chin. His own content smile found it's way onto his face as he too was lured to sleep. Husband and wife...yes he indeed liked the sound of that.