It had taken her longer than she anticipated for them to find an opening to duck out of the party. Normally when they snuck out, they had to leave separately, but seeing as they were now married, she honestly didn't care who saw them. It's not like it was some big secret what happened on wedding nights.

Their wedding hadn't been completely traditional so why would the after party be too? Noble couples would usually wait until they were told they may leave and even then, there would be servants waiting in their quarters so they may assist the bride in getting ready. But Ezra and Sabine never followed the rules of their courtship from the very beginning so they wouldn't start now.

Ezra was practically dragging her behind him, both laughing giddily as they made their way to the newly prepared rooms they would forever share as husband and wife. As they approached the door, Ezra immediately pressed her against it, capturing her lips in a fiery kiss.

Her hands scratched his scalp, tangling in his hair. Moaning into his mouth, she let his tongue slide in, the gentle strokes driving her crazy. He pulled back and she giggled through hooded eyes.

"What?"

"I gotta say, that's a nice shade of lipstick on you."

Wiping a hand over his mouth, he laughed as it came away red. "Hmm, if it looks that good on my lips, I can't wait to see how good it looks on other places," he said raising his eyebrows suggestively and glancing down at his crotch.

"We have all night," Sabine told him, yanking him into the room. "I think that can be arranged."

He didn't care that he was grinning like an idiot, his dreams were coming true right now.

He took off his robes and she her armor and bodysuit. His jaw dropped to the floor when he saw what she was wearing underneath it. The sheer lace barely covered anything, not that he was complaining and his heart nearly stopped beating when he noticed the color.

"B-blue?"

She nodded, stepping closer to him. "It reminded me of the beautiful blue of my husband's eyes."

Licking his lips, he shook his head in disbelief. "Fuck, I love you."

"Right back at ya," she said, threading her arms around his neck. "Now kiss me."

Who was he to not comply? His hands ran along the length of her body as he sucked her tongue. He felt her shiver when he scratched his short nails lightly over her back. Trailing down her neck, his teeth nipped just under her jawline

"Ezra," she gasped as he found a sensitive spot and honed in on it. Her breasts rubbed against his bare chest, the lace of her lingerie brushing delicately over hardened nipples.

Picking her up, he carried her to the bed and deposited her on the covers. Unhappy as she was about the temporary separation, her words of protest were lost in her throat as he pushed up her bra, his mouth engulfing her right nipple. His teeth grazed the stiff peak followed immediately by the tip of tongue lashing over it.

Ezra pushed his hips into the bed, his cock straining to be touched, to feel some kind of relief. But he refused to think of just himself. Sabine wouldn't leave him hanging tonight and neither would he to her. His turn would come later.

Besides, there was no sweeter taste in the world than his wife's pussy.

Fuck, his wife. He could say that now. They were married and she was his wife.

The thought made him unbelievably happy and he kissed his way down between her thighs. First he sucked a deep purple mark into one thigh and then the other. Her legs were already trembling around his head and he hadn't even had a chance to really get his mouth on her.

Sticking out his tongue, he traced it over her underwear, the silk of the lace combining with the musk of her pussy. She writhed beneath him, begging him with her body to devour her.

He pulled her underwear down her legs and chucked it somewhere behind him before leaning back in, putting his mouth on her clit, and sucking.

"Oh fuck!" Sabine shot up off the bed, her back arching at an angle that would even have Ty Lee impressed. "Ezra, oh my—!"

His head bobbed in time with the movements of his tongue, drifting down to her entrance, dipping in, before coming back up to circle her clit. He repeated those motions several times and he knew she was starting to get lost in the pleasure.

She stuttered out a gasp when he pushed two fingers inside her, the stretch nearly making her swallow her tongue. Her eyes rolled back when he curled them just right. He focused his ministrations on that particular spot and soon had her a whimpering mess on the sheets.

Her hands clutched at the mattress, his hair, his shoulders—anything she could find purchase on. The dark coil of pleasure was building and building and she could feel its release coming soon. She was desperate to cum, she needed to—

"Uhhn, Ezra!" her inner muscles spasmed around his fingers while he licked her clit, never giving her the time to slowly come down from her high before throwing her head first into another one.

She felt like it was never ending, that she was cumming for days. Her chest heaved as she panted, her fingernails digging deep rivets into her palms. Her body twitched when he finally released her clit, slowly sliding his fingers out. She nearly groaned when he put them in his mouth and sucked her juices off them.

"Sabine, you are so fucking hot," he murmured, biting her upper lip. "Fuck, that was amazing."

"Oh yeah?" she said breathily. "How about you stick your cock inside me and we'll see how much better we can make it."

He groaned into her mouth. "How did I get so lucky with you?"

"I could say the same thing about you." She manuevered her arms so she could throw off the last remnants of her lingerie, leaving them both completely bare with the exception of the betrothal necklace she still wore. "Now hurry up, we can take our time later."

Ezra grinned as he pushed himself into her. "We have forever, don't we?"

Sabine let out a moan as he bottomed out. "Fuck yes we do. Now fuck me like you mean it, baby."

When she used that particular pet name for him, he knew she meant business. And he only lived to please her. He took off like a shot, not allowing time for her to adjust. Wrapping his arms beneath her shoulders, he thrust his hips hard and fast.

With his weight pinning her down, there was nothing for her to do but take whatever he gave her. She spread her legs farther and felt him slide an inch deeper, causing her to choke on her next moan. Fuck, he was a man possessed, not letting up in the slightest.

Pulling back, he sat on his knees and yanked her ass into his lap, holding onto her hips while he thrust violently into her.

"Been a-a while since we've…done this…position," he panted.

She grinned, remembering their very first night together, before they even knew they were each other's betrothed. "I always…like this one."

"Yeah?" he raised an eyebrow. "You like how I take you like this? How I use you? Your body's mine to play with, to fuck?"

"Maybe," she said teasingly.

"I should tie you up," he added. "Take away more of that control you like."

A shudder ran through body at the suggestion and she clenched down on his cock.

"Sounds like you'd be into that," he observed, his is face contorting in pleasure as she squeezed his cock again.

"Focus on the task at hand, husband, and we can talk about this later."

A gleeful smile broke out onto his face. "Say it again."

"What?" she bit her lip. "Husband?"

He moaned, his hips pistoning harder, slapping the undersides of her thighs.

"Husband," she moaned.

Unable to take much more, Ezra lifted her towards him so she was balanced on his lap and pressed his forehead into hers. "Again," he commanded.

"Husband, husband, fuck you're my husband, Ezra." She rode his cock while he continued to thrust upwards, meeting her stroke for stroke.

"And you're my wife," he mumbled against her lips. "My beautiful, gorgeous, smart, clever, stunning wife."

Shit, she really hadn't expected that to be so much of a turn on.

"I'm gonna cum," she whimpered, rubbing her pelvis against his so her clit would catch some friction.

"Me too, 'Bine. Let go, cum for me."

With a cry to the heavens above, Sabine felt the wave of her orgasm wash over her, flooding every vein and nerve with ecstasy. Her inner walls clenched around her husband's thick cock and moments later, he was burying his face in her neck and spilling his release inside her.

They sat there together, mouths brushing over every inch of reachable skin while they came down from their peak. Ezra tipped her back so she was laying on the bed once again, his weight pressing down on her.

"Is it just me, or is married sex even better than engaged sex?" he finally said.

Sabine snorted, her fingers carding through his sweaty locks. "Definitely not just you. Give me a few minutes and I'll let you take off the rest of my lipstick like I promised."

He chuckled, remembering his earlier blowjob suggestion. "Take all the time you need, love. We've got the rest of our lives to do that and more."

She grinned. "Can't wait."