A/N: Sorry this took so long. It was HARD to write. Please let me know if it is believable, and interesting. :)
Morning light peaked around the edges of the curtains in the room, forcing Jenkin's eyes to flutter open. Confused for only a brief second at the sight of the lovely Cassandra lying naked next to him, memories of last night flooded his mind.
They hadn't consummated the marriage yet, in the traditional sense, as there had been an unspoken agreement between them to simply try to get to know one other. And, truth be told, they had both been exhausted.
But Jenkins knew they needed to "do they deed" (he grimaced at the phrase, what a horrible thing to think) soon, so that Cassandra had the best chance of becoming pregnant as soon as possible. The sooner she could give birth to his child, the sooner he could set her free. Though the possibility of Dulaque's interference worried him. He would need to explain to Cassandra soon who she had really married.
And they needed to do it soon, as Flynn, Eve, Jake, Ezekiel, and Cassandra's parents would be expecting them to join them for breakfast.
Jenkins sighed, a bit exasperated at the situation. He, of course, knew the mechanics of sex. But he was at a loss as to the niceties. Was there a specific time interval of foreplay required? Should he announce his intention to mount her? Good god, this is mortifying, he thought to himself.
Cassie woke, hearing Jenkins' sigh. She opened her eyes and saw the deep frown lining his face. His discomfort was palatable. Her mind sped along the same path Jenkins had just tread. They had to do this.
Keeping her eyes glued to his, she leaned towards him slowly. Jenkins' heart raced, as he watched her come towards him. Her lips touched his. Only a few seconds went by before he reciprocated, but he did not deepen the kiss, and she didn't insist. Her hands fluttered along his chest, forcing his own eyes to flutter shut. A small sound of desire came unbidden from the back of his throat. He was helpless.
Cassie reached down gently to touch his erection. He was already hard. Harder than she though a man of his age ever could be. She was pretty sure that was from the effect of the pollen, but she didn't want to wait, and have him think about it too much.
She straddled him. She had no idea when she had become so bold. She was so wet, just thinking about this moment. She took his hands for support, lifted herself up, and slowly sank down on him, enjoying feeling his length enter her. It was the first time she had ever enjoyed this particular act.
Jenkins grunted in pleasure, arching his pelvis into Cassandra. Oh, god, it was incredible, she was warm and wet, as she moved up and down on him, the suction pulling at his foreskin. He was trying so hard to control himself, he was panting with exertion, trying not to thrust into her madly, he couldn't help but vocalize his pleasure, not even really aware of the carnal sounds he was making.
"Cass- " he choked out, the feeling of being inside her too overwhelming for more.
All he could think of was the feeling, the need for completion. He needed more, he couldn't wait. His hands grabbed the ironwork of the headboard, giving him the leverage to thrust up - hard.
Cassie shuddered in pleasure. She was ecstatic. He was unbelievably amazing, she hadn't thought it possible it would be this fantastic. His voice spurred Cassie on, as she leaned back, bracing him arms behind her on the bed, changing the angle of their coupling. Jenkins' hips bucked on their own from the new sensation as he howled in gratification.
"FUCK!" he swore, completely oblivious to doing so, but the expletive shot right to Cassie's core, she was making him do this it was her he was swearing for….Cassie's voice joined Jenkins' in a frantic keening as his hard cock rubbed against her clit. She had always wanted to do this, fantasized about this –
They came together, reaching the peak after a few moments of erratic thrusting. Jenkins hips continued to gyrate, riding his orgasm. His eyes were closed as he tried to catch his breath.
He opened his eyes as Cassandra rolled off of him, and nearly skipped to the bathroom for tissue. She cleaned herself up quickly, and came back to the bed, where Jenkins was sitting, having finally swung his long legs to the side.
Cassie was euphoric. Jenkins clearly was not, with his head bent forward and eyes closed, as if he was trying to forgive himself for something.
"Are you alright?" she asked softly. She knew this was a big step for them.
Jenkins looked up at her, but then turned his head aside. "We should…get dressed," he nodded, hiding behind the necessities. "Everyone will be expecting us soon."
Cassandra nodded. Whatever was bothering her new husband would have to wait.