For all she has been taught and told, nothing could prepare Luise for what she is truly facing that night. This is truly one of those things that can only be known through first-hand experience.
"Oh, good girl." Her husband coos, his lips still brushing against her neck.
Diluc is leaning over her, keeping her pressed against the large bed, despite her jolting hips. His fingers are pushing inside her, and his thumb rubbing her clit in harsh circles. She is overwhelmed with the pleasure, having never experienced anything like this.
It is her wedding night. It is the first night that Luise will spend with her newly-wedded husband, Diluc Ragnvindr, after a lifetime of an engagement. They are already properly installed at the Dawn Winery instead of the customary Goth Grand Hotel, as they are intent on spending their honeymoon at her husband's estate in privacy. In a world with in-laws, it makes sense to have this ritual at the relative distance in the city, but as they are alone, it is best to avoid the ever-curious ears of passing townsfolk.
The lady of the manor looks up at her husband, her hands gripping his shoulders as she tries to process the effects he has on her body. She cannot speak, as the ability to properly formulate and enunciate words seem to have been taken from her. The only sounds she finds herself capable of making are gasps and moans, given on the rhythm of his fingers. It is all too much.
Diluc smiles down at her and presses a sweet kiss to her lips, continuing his ministrations on her sensitive centre. The woman whines, trying to pull away from him, it was too much.
It was too much.
The redhead lord pushes down on her, forcing her to keep position, in full access for him.
"Be still." He snaps a demand.
Luise whines, and continues to try and pull away from him.
"Too much!" She finally cries.
The man slaps the side of her thigh in retaliation. "It may be 'too much,' as you say, but you are my wife. We are almost done, my love."
Luise looks up at him, tightening her grip on his shoulders.
"Oh, darling…" Diluc coos, a smug smile on his lips. "You have no idea of what I can do to you, but do not concern yourself. You shall find out tonight."