Chapter 4: The Consummation

Frollo finished taking his bride's dress off. To make it even, he allowed her to take off his pants. They continued kissing and eventually moved to the bed. Frollo noticed the gypsy eyeing his crotch.

"You can touch it." He invited.

Esmeralda curiously reached her hand between her husband's legs. She stroked his cock from the base to the tip. Frollo exhaled in pleasure as the woman's fingers brushed him. He put his hand over hers, closed her fingers around his shaft, and showed her how to jerk it. She repeated the motion. Frollo stifled a moan. This was a heavenly feeling. He'd never imagined that someone else's hand could feel so much better than his own.

"Use your mouth." He muttered.

"What?"

Esmeralda looked at him, unsure that she'd heard correctly.

"I've heard it feels good." Frollo explained.

"Are you serious?!" Esmeralda asked.

"Quite."

"What do I get for it?"

Frollo rolled his eyes.

"Whatever you want. Just try it."

"Fine. Anything else?"

"...Touch me wherever you like."

That last part had come as a surprise to Esmeralda, though she supposed it made sense. Frollo wasn't used to being touched. Naturally, he would want to experiment. Esmeralda entertained it. She exposed her mouth to his cock, first licking and then sucking. Frollo was overwhelmed by the sensation. He couldn't stop himself from moaning this time. Esmeralda took advantage of his permission to touch anywhere. She grabbed his thighs roughly and moved her grip up and down his body. Suddenly, she remembered how he had kissed her neck earlier. That seemed worth trying. She took her mouth off his cock and moved up on top of him. Frollo was confused until she lowered her lips to his neck and kissed it many times. The judge cursed under his breath. He hadn't expected to enjoy being kissed there, but it was a very welcome pleasure.

Esmeralda kissed his lips once and looked at him sternly.

"You'd better give me something now." She demanded.

"We've been over this..." Frollo sighed.

He rolled her over so that he was on top of her. He looked at her breasts with an urge, which he soon gave into. He made her stir by sucking on a nipple, lightly biting. He took the other one and she was breathing loudly.

Esmeralda realized a warm, aggressive feeling between her legs. Touch was needed.

"Touch me down there." She ordered.

Frollo obeyed. He ran his fingers along her labia. Esmeralda gasped when he touched the apex.

"Right there..." She murmured.

Frollo rubbed her clit, eliciting a moan. Esmeralda suddenly understood the appeal of oral stimulation.

"Use your mouth." She told him.

Frollo cringed. He'd stupidly walked into this by asking her to do it for him, but that didn't make it any less unsettling. Still, he lowered his face to her level and stretched his tongue across the slit up to her clit. He licked it furiously, causing more moaning. Interestingly, he didn't hate this. It was an odd sensation for his tongue, but not a bad one. Still, he stopped after a few minutes, wanting to move on to the more exciting part.

Frollo inserted his finger into the woman. Esmeralda recoiled in pain.

"What are you doing?!" She snapped.

"Apologies." Frollo responded. "I was curious what it felt like inside."

"Well, it hurts!"

"Then it will hurt even more with something bigger."

Esmeralda was appalled. THIS was something she was supposed to look forward to?

"I'm led to believe it gets better." Frollo said in attempted reassurance.

He pushed his finger in and out. Esmeralda grunted in pain momentarily, but soon calmed.

"Better?" Frollo asked.

She nodded. He added another finger and worked his way up to a third. When that became tolerable, it seemed to be time. Frollo took his fingers out and jerked his manhood briefly. He'd been about to go into his bride when she stopped him.

"Wait," She interfered. "Does it matter what... position you're in?"

"I don't think so." Frollo replied.

"Then I want to be on top." Esmeralda insisted.

"Why?!"

"So I can control how it goes in."

"You don't trust me to be gentle?"

"No."

Frollo sighed loudly. Well, there was little to complain about. He was going to have her fully, and perhaps she would let him on top of her after the pain was out of the way. They switched places. Frollo lay on his back while Esmeralda lowered herself onto him. She whimpered in pain in the process.

"Relax..." Frollo encouraged.

Esmeralda took a breath and let him go all the way into her. She let out a scream. Frollo put his hands on her hips.

"Shhhh..." He hushed.

With the little range of motion he had, he made a few mild thrusts. Though she shed a few tears, Esmeralda went along with it and moved up and down on Frollo. Slowly, the pain was replaced with pleasure. Eventually they both moved with a rhythm, enjoying the intercourse. Finally, Esmeralda was hit by a burning climax, obvious from the look on her face.

"Off." Frollo told her, realizing his own body was reacting.

She got off of him. He quickly grabbed the rag which he kept on his bedside table for this purpose, covering his manhood and releasing his seed into it. He replaced the rag when his body calmed.

"Was that up to your standards?" Frollo questioned.

"Barely." Esmeralda replied sassily. She said nothing more.

"Since you asked so nicely," Frollo said sarcastically. "I was moderately pleased as well."

The couple lay in silence until suddenly, Esmeralda returned her attention to Frollo's scar.

"What happened to you?" She questioned.

"Obviously, I was burned." Frollo scoffed.

"I'll tell you about mine." Esmeralda offered. "It happened a year ago. One of your soldiers took a slash at me."

"Why?"

"I don't know. It's not like they need a reason to attack a gypsy."

"There must have been some reason."

"Is there a reason for everything? I'd bet you don't have a reason for everything you do."

Now wasn't that true? Not that Frollo would admit it.

"You probably provoked them with your dancing." He suggested.

"They didn't have to watch." Esmeralda defended. "And I wouldn't have had to 'provoke' them if I had money."

Money. That was something Frollo had never had to worry about. It occurred to him that he didn't know what it was like to need money.

"Will you tell me now?" Esmeralda asked.

The image of the fire burdened Frollo's mind. He yearned to get it out. Talking about it would prevent that. He answered the question by pulling the blanket over his body and turning onto his side, away from the girl.

He could run from her questions.

But not from his dreams...

Whew! This was my first time writing anything explicit, so I hope it isn't cringey.

Stay tuned for the burn backstory.