Plot-related smut ahead!

Only a month married. Yet it felt so much longer and shorter all at the same time. In that length of time, the young couple were constantly pulled in different directions for differing duties. Moana handled the heavy responsibilities, while Keoni learned to handle the lighter stuff, usually under Tui's watchful eye.

At the end of a very busy day, filled with responsibilities and socializing, they were exhausted. Keoni tired of the village easily and needed time to recharge with Moana.

A new fale was built for Tui and Sina, giving Moana and Keoni the privacy and the space they needed to grow as a couple as they settled into the largest building second to the community fale.

Night had fallen, with torches lit all around the village, and the soft chorus of nighttime insects and critters echoing through the dense jungle. It was a rather cool night, not as humid as previous evenings, but that was more than acceptable; the day had been sunny and hot, so a cool, breezy night was perfect.

Moana brought in the woven mats from outside and began to lay them out, along with their blankets. She also fetched a muscle-soothing salve for Keoni's shoulder, as he mentioned it was bothering him again.

Despite the struggle that had come with the lack of full use of his shoulder, Keoni tried to look on the humorous side, freaking village children out by popping his shoulder out of its socket.

All that considered, Keoni didn't let his new disability stop him. He still was able to do his usual, and Moana wasn't about to slow him down.

As the two settled in for the night, they had their respective chores to complete before going to bed. Moana brought in the mats and other blankets, and Keoni helped tidy up.

Once Keoni finished putting stuff away, he decided it was a good time to take a quick shower before bed. He hadn't realized Moana was watching him as he undid his belt and pulled his lavalava off, putting it in a pile to be washed later. It was then that he felt Moana's gaze on him.

"What?" She just shrugged nonchalantly with a tiny smile.

"Nothing! Do what you need to do. I'll be waiting here." She grinned.

Wordlessly, Keoni went to do his thing, ensuring he washed his hair thoroughly and cleaned his skin.

It was pretty quick, and he was done in no time. Taking a soft woven towel, he made it back into the fale, drying his hair. He did not care that he was naked, as he had grown accustomed to Moana seeing all of him.

His eyes still shut as he dried water off his face, he heard the sound of a sharp inhale. Blinking his eyes open, he saw how wide Moana's eyes were.

"Whew…" she breathed out. He softly snorted, rolling his eyes.

"What, like what you see?" He teased.

"Oh… very, very much so…" she affirmed, chewing her bottom lip seductively. He could see her chest heaving as she breathed in deeply.

"Mmm." She stood, making her way to him, stopping just inches away. She tenderly laid her hands on his chest, bringing them up to rest on his jaw. She gazed up at him, her gaze filled with nothing but pure love and admiration for him. Her thumbs gently grazed his cheekbones, and she slowly pulled him close to her, kissing him.

He hummed in response, closing his eyes as he savored her kiss. His hands resting on her waist, though they began to make their way up to her top, stopping at the string that secured it in place. It was like his subconscious knew exactly what it wanted, but did she?

Feeling his hands on her back, she pulled away, and initially, he thought she was going to say no, but instead, she reached her hands behind to make taking her top off easier. Pulling her in for a kiss once again, her body flush against him, he undid the little knot in the back, loosening her top. Grinning against the kiss, he pulled her top off, gently tossing it to the side.

Feeling her bare breasts against his chest sent a surge of butterflies swirling around in his stomach. He tried keeping his eagerness under control, but gods she made it challenging in the best way possible.

He did not need help doing her belt and removing her skirt, pulling them off with ease.

They pulled apart again, but more to just admire each other. Since they had met, Moana had filled out beautifully, her hips were a little wider, and her stomach was firm with strong, slightly defined muscle. Her breasts had become slightly bigger, but not enough to cause her back discomfort.

Gods she was perfect.

Keoni had also filled out since Moana met him. He was thinner all that time ago, but he had put on healthy weight, and he had developed more muscle, especially with all the physical activity he was involved with around the village. Not only had his abdominal muscles become more prominent, but he had a slight v-line visible as well.

All that growth had gotten him quite a bit of unwanted attention from village girls, who were constantly fawning over him, or they would just stop and watch him do work. Moana was not the jealous type, but she'd be a liar if she said it didn't irk her that her then-boyfriend was getting all of this attention.

Now she didn't have to worry, he was hers now.

Her husband.

Moana grinned when she felt his length against her. She finally got a good look at him, feeling giddy.

He was about the length of her whole hand, and a bit girthy, not that she was complaining. With a smirk, she fondled up, wrapping her fingers around his girth. He let out a soft moan in response, and so she began pumping her hand up and down, taking in the texture, feeling the veins and the softness of his skin.

"Oh… Mo…" he breathed out. She hummed back in response, pecking him on the lips. She continued pumping her hand up and down, and as she did so, she could hear Keoni breathing faster. He swallowed thickly, leaning his head forward on her shoulder, squeezing his eyes shut at the sensations coursing through him. If she continued at that pace, he was going to finish all over her, and this wasn't the position he wanted to finish.

"K-Ku'uipo…" He said, chuckling slightly as he tilted his head towards her neck, "I'm really enjoying this, but, how-how about we change things up a bit?" She pulled her head away to watch him.

"What were you thinking?" He wordlessly led her to their bed, taking a seat and holding his hand out for her. She took it and began to sit down across from him when instead, he guided her hips to sit on his lap, something she didn't expect, but welcomed.

"You want me on top?" He leaned forward to kiss the corner of her mouth as he considered it.

"Mmm, something like that." He then leaned back, allowing better accessibility for her, and she adjusted her hips accordingly. He guided her forward, and with his erection in hand, he positioned the head right at her entrance, moving it around to get a feel for her, and gods above she was so wet already. As excited as he was for this, he was also nervous. He wanted to perform well for her, obviously. And although he knew it wouldn't matter in the long run, he hated the idea of letting her down or disappointing her.

Moana noticed how quiet he was, and the fact that he'd stopped. What was on his mind? He looked worried.

"Keoni? Ko`u aloha, what's wrong?" His eyes met hers.

"It's nothing," He attempted, but Moana knew him better.

"Keoni." She said a tad firmer. He sighed.

"I just don't want to let you down, this is our first time…" He finally admitted. She gave him an adoring smile followed by a deep kiss.

"You know you could never let me down. And honestly, I don't expect our first time to be perfect." Seeing the look he gave her, she explained how before their wedding, some of her older female family members, and even Keoni's older sister, who already had twin boys of her own, had told her that their first time would likely not be super comfortable.

"Your bodies are getting to know each other on that intimate level for the first time. Allow yourselves to adjust and explore each other." An older cousin had said.

She couldn't help but chuckle slightly at the look on his face, but she could tell he was slightly more relaxed.

"Never thought my sister of all people would give you sex advice." Moana shrugged.

"She means well."

After refocusing, Keoni took in a deep breath. He wrapped his arm around Moana's waist, gently pulling her close to him, the other blindly fumbling around as he began to enter her. Noticing his struggle, Moana reached her arm around to help. The head slipped in, and so far so good. Moana also took in a deep breath as she settled her hips down on him, shutting her eyes at the sensation of him inside her. She swallowed a thick ball of spit as she felt all of him finally inside. It was a strange sensation, feeling something take up that space, but it felt good at the same time.

With a little smile, she attempted to squeeze her walls around him to see if he would react. And he did. She saw him shudder slightly, and his eyes met hers.

"How's it feel?" She pulled him up for a kiss, settling on his lap.

"It feels good." She assured. And it did, though she was trying to focus more on the good feelings instead of the uncomfortable ones. Although she enjoyed the feeling of him inside her, her outer lips were not used to the stretching.

She began rolling her hips slowly, shifting around. In doing so, they both heard a joint pop in her right hip, and they couldn't help but chuckle.

Moving her hips once more, she actually felt him pressing against her cervix. Damn, he was really up in there. She then began lifting herself, and then back down again. She repeated the action several times, steadying herself with her hands on his chest. As she continued rolling her hips, her eyes fell on his body, admiring his defined muscles. He'd changed so much since she first met him on his island, and he looked so grown up.

After a few more minutes of Moana rolling her hips and grinding them against him, she soon grew tired and wanted to try a different position. After thinking for a moment, they flipped over so that now Keoni hovered over her. He pulled her hips up against his and pushed in. Taking it slow with his thrusting. As he did so, Moana reached her hand down and began to rub herself.

He was a little taken aback at first, but then he just grinned wide, leaning forward to kiss her. A hand reached up on its own volition to fondle her breast, and he heard her moan slightly against the kiss. He couldn't help but moan a bit as well at the sound. It was so arousing…

He had been taking it slow and steady for a bit, but then Moana whispered in his ear to go faster.

"As you wish," he whispered back huskily, grinning against her ear.

A pleasurable shiver jolted her slightly, and she arched her hips up.

Seeing her reaction to just him whispering, Keoni picked up his pace and pushed as deep as he could into her. Gods, she felt so so good, and he began feeling himself getting close. No, not yet. He wanted to go a little longer.

"I'm… I'm starting to get… close…" he grunted out, knitting his eyebrows together, "but I want to keep going."

"I won't stop you," Moana assured. She wanted to keep going as well, really starting to enjoy the experience.

And so Keoni kept going, still trying to hold it in, biding his time. He squinted his eyes, watching Moana's face closely, every muscle twitch or shift in her expression.

But it was when they made eye contact, and it was like a telepathic message between them, that Keoni lost his focus, and released into her.

It was too late to stop now, his whole body shuddered as he felt every drop leave him. And he saw Moana tilt her head back, running her fingers through her hair. He felt a guttural groan of pleasure leave him.

"Ohhh… Keoni…" she moaned out. She quivered against him, feeling the warm rush fill her. It was such a new, invigorating feeling, and she was absolutely relishing it.

But she had not finished herself. She had felt herself feeling toward a climax, but it did not come. It was okay, though. She still enjoyed herself.

Keoni finally looked down, seeing his release slowly drip out. But there was another color contrasting against the white.

Red.

Blood.

Alarmed, he pulled out of her, reacting to the chill in the air in contrast to his warm body, he felt a couple of beads of sweat roll down his chest. As he began to return to a flaccid state, Moana sat up, confused as to why he pulled out so suddenly.

"Keoni? Is something wrong?"

"Uh… why are you bleeding?"

"What?" She glanced down, some of his release still dripping out, but she did see what he was freaked out about. There was some fresh blood surrounding her entrance.

"Wha… oh…" There were also some light spots of blood on the sheet below her. But it wasn't gushing out. It wasn't her cycle.

"Hey, it's okay. I was told this might happen." That didn't answer Keoni's question, what was it?

"I'm not sure why you're so calm."

"Babe, it's not my cycle. It's my hymen, all women have it. Sometimes it breaks. It's okay!" She saw him visibly relax, so she brought him close to her, kissing him on the lips.

"I know you were worried, but it was genuinely wonderful." She said, "Feeling you finish in me was… it was special." She pressed her forehead to him, peppering his face with kisses. He hummed warmly in agreement, feeling all of his energy completely gone. With a heavy sigh, he lay down next to her, inviting her to snuggle up next to him. As she did so, a thought then occurred to him.

"Mo?"

"Mm?"

"Maybe it's… a bit late to ask this," she lifted her head, curious as to what was on his mind, "do you ever… pleasure yourself? On your own?"

Admittedly, the question surprised her. Both because it was a) Keoni asking, and b) she wasn't sure what the question was going to be. But she did have an answer.

"Yes, I have, and still do; on occasion." He then made a sound in acknowledgment, but now she wanted to know why he asked.

"Is… there a reason you inquired about my personal activities?" She asked in a teasing manner, leaning close to his face.

"Well," he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close to him, "my mind can't let go of the idea that it's… unfair? If that's the right word, that I got satisfaction, but you didn't." Moana quirked an eyebrow.

"Who says I didn't get satisfaction from having sex with you?"

"Not exactly what I meant." She knew what he meant, she just liked messing with him. Without another word, she slithered one hand down to her groin, using her two fingers to slowly massage her lips, just around the sensitive nub of her clitoris.

She took it slow, maneuvering around as she felt and waited for her body to respond accordingly to the stimulation. Her mind focused on the task, closing her eyes and her eyebrows furrowed as she allowed herself to feel the pleasure.

She let out a sigh mixed with a soft moan as she increased her pace, her fingers focused on a good spot where she felt the most satisfaction. In response to hitting the sweet spot, she thrust her hips up slightly, squeezing her thighs against each other. She felt her cervix ache but in a good way. She moaned again as a soft wave rolled through her, and began to build up in her like a series of tides rolling against each other, preparing for the largest wave to come crashing in.

With a few more focused circles, Moana exhaled, followed by a louder moan as her orgasm rushed through her, allowing herself to fully experience each wave of her climax.

Right beside her, Keoni was in awe of the sight, now with a new appreciation for the beauty of the female body. He tenderly placed his hand on her stomach, just below her navel, rubbing his hand up and down her abdomen.

"You are the most beautiful woman I've ever known." He whispered in her ear. Although her energy was spent, she repositioned herself right against his side, almost immediately falling asleep in his arms, "goodnight, Moana."