"You're quiet," Kimberly remarked as she sat down across from him for supper that night. She looked at the small tattoo on the inside of her ring finger and shook her head. This day, her life. It all was so unbelievable at this point, but she had him and having him was what she needed the most. "What are you thinking?"

"I don't understand why my father…why Mitchell…" Thomas trailed off as he aimlessly stirred the food around on his plate. He looked up at her and she saw the hurt in his eyes. She knew it was there, always below the surface, but he had never said anything about it to her. "What did I do?"

"Tommy- I don't think that you did anything. How long has it been like this?" Kimberly asked as he let out a sigh. "If it's as long as you remember- it's not you. It's them. Like you said- this was the last thing that he could try to take away from you and it didn't work. Let's just enjoy…us."

"I don't know what I'd do without you," Thomas whispered as Kimberly pushed her chair back and walked over to him. He pushed his chair back ever so slightly and gave her an odd look as she climbed into his lap and his eyes widened. This had crossed his mind more than he wanted to admit for the last year. "Kim…what…"

"You sure as shit aren't going to make the first move on me, that gentleman gene gets in the way," Kimberly said as he laughed as he nodded his head. She was definitely right about that. She had made the first move on virtually everything in their relationship. "How many times in our lives will we get to enjoy our wedding night?"

"Maybe twice," Thomas said as she giggled as she leaned in closer to him and he pulled her lips to his. He immediately felt the shift in her and savored her touch as she ran her fingers through his hair, but she didn't move any further. It was then that he also felt her nerves and he stood the both of them up and moved them into her room. He was not going to make love to her for the first time on a rickety dining room table. He felt his shins hit her bed and pulled back from the kiss to look into her eyes. "I know neither of us have ever done this before. I've got a lot to learn, but I only want to learn with you."

"And that is why I married you with five minutes notice, in the equivalent of a closet- in front of only a handful of people," Kimberly whispered as she slid down his body and gently tugged at his t-shirt. He stilled as her hands ran over his bare chest and he let out a low moan. She slowly, painstakingly, stripped him of his clothes. He suddenly felt a bit self-conscious as her hands grazed over his body. He had never cared what anyone thought of his body, but he had also never cared about anyone this much before. When she took a step back from him, he felt how hesitant she was. "How…how will you fit?"

"Thanks?" Thomas said with a slight laugh as her face flamed red and he leaned down to give her another kiss. "Hey- you can tell me to stop at any time and I will."

"Really?" Kimberly asked as she looked up at him and he just nodded. "I…I thought that…"

"Whoever told you that is really misinformed," Thomas said as he toyed with the hem of her shirt and slowly moved his palm under it. His self-consciousness disappeared as he paid attention to any changes in how Kimberly was reacting to his touch. He lost track of time as he eased her into the feel of his hands and her hands started to roam his body again. He gritted his teeth as her hand brushed over him and he let out a shaky breath. He was not going to last long and every moment that he took easing her into this directly correlated to how long he would be able to last. "Beautiful…if you…not there unless you want this to end before it starts."

"So how do we do this?" Kimberly asked as he looked down at her for the first time and felt a hitch in his breathing. He had always thought she was beautiful, but it hit him again just how lucky he was.

"Con…dom…" Thomas said with a groan as he realized he had never made the trip to get a pack. "You don't happen to…"

"Nope- but you are not leaving to go get one," Kimberly said as she grabbed his hand and pulled him back to her. He chuckled at her eagerness and decided that her chances of getting pregnant off one time had to be low. "I don't know if I'll stay this…like this if you walk away."

He crawled onto her bed and laid down on his side before patting the space in front of him. She crawled in to join him and he gently pulled her closer to him. His fingers fumbled as he reached down between them. He knew it was going to hurt her, but he had a vague idea that he could help some. He slid a finger into her and leaned forward to kiss her. He waited until she started rocking against him before trying to add a second finger. He felt her tense and eased back a bit. Her hips moved closer to him and some of her wetness ran directly over him and he let out a moan. She pulled his hand away and reached down for him before he pulled back and looked in her eyes.

"I don't want to hurt you," Thomas whispered as she gave him a confused look and he let out a sigh. "You're tight and it's…going slow is for you- not for me."

"I just…I want you," Kimberly demanded as she rubbed against him again and he threw his head back in a groan. He rolled her over to her back and began kissing his way down her body. He knew she needed to be wetter and this was the only thing he could think of that might help with that. He glanced up to see her chewing on her bottom lip, obviously nervous as he buried his face in her core. She cried out as he gave her a long, slow lick and she grabbed his hair and pulled him away. "In me."

"Top or bottom?" Thomas asked as she gave him a confused look. He then crawled up her body and positioned himself right at her entrance, pressing against her ever so slightly. He watched the pleasure bloom on her face and took in a deep breath. "Bottom."

Thomas then rolled them over and placed her squarely on his hips. She ground into him and he let out another moan. "Top."

"I…I don't know…" Kimberly whispered as she leaned down to kiss him again and realized she felt more control where she was now. She rocked against him a few more times and felt him trembling under her. "Are you okay?"

"Amazing," Thomas whispered as he reached around her and lined himself up so that as she rocked back again- he pushed into her ever so slightly. He watched her with hooded eyes as she slowly took in more and more of him. She suddenly tensed and he froze and locked eyes with her. "Tell me what you want."

"Will it feel better once you're in, in?" Kimberly asked and he shook his head. "Then when will…"

"It won't feel better right away," Thomas said as he rubbed her back and minimally rocked his hips. He watched as a mix of pleasure and pain showed on her face. "But if we take some time to let you adjust after I'm in- it will. I can feel…we're really close to me being there."

"I need you, please…please…"Kim mumbled as she continued to push to the point of pain, but then pulled away from it. "I need you to do the last bit."

"Okay," Thomas said as he reached up and lazily massaged her breasts before pulling her down to kiss her more thoroughly. Her hips continued to rock against him and he gently pushed a bit more each time. He felt her continuing to tense and knew that she was only going to get tenser the longer he waited. He moved one of his hands to her back and held her ever so slightly more still before rocking his hips all the way up. He held her against him as he felt her struggling to adjust. She pulled away from him and panted ever so slightly. He reached up and cupped her face as a single tear slipped out and she opened her eyes to look down at him. "We can stop if you want."

"Give me a bit," Kimberly panted out as she laid down on his chest and he continued rubbing her back and thighs. She rocked her hips back and felt pleasure run through her as she sat up and looked down at him, shocked. "How?"

"No idea, but I'm not going to last long. I'm sorry," Thomas apologized as she gave him a confused look. "You haven't…I'm supposed to take care of you."

"You are," Kimberly whispered as she pulled him up and he closed his eyes as he just let himself feel. "I love you, Thomas."

"And I love you, Mrs. Trueheart," Thomas said with a grunt as he released and his body shook against hers. He felt her cradle him to her body and he slowly slipped out of her. His body felt like dead weight, but he forced himself to scoot them to the edge of the bed.

"We don't have to go anywhere," Kimberly said as he shook his head and she just nodded. If he was determined to move- she wasn't going to stop him. He walked them into her bathroom and propped her up on the counter as he dug around for a washcloth. She looked down at his body and was shocked at the blood on his pelvis. How had she hurt him? Instead of wiping the blood of himself, he walked over to her and she then realized the blood had come from her. He gently cleaned her and then wiped his body off as well. He swayed a bit and she caught him and pulled him into her. "Go lay down- I'll be right back."

"Babe…" Thomas muttered as she dumped him in her bed and glared at him as he tried to sit back up. He then settled back against the bed and was surprised when she walked back in with a couple of sandwiches. "You know what…you're a saint."

"And you still have training tomorrow," Kimberly noted as she climbed into bed next to him and just curled into his side. He heard her breathing even out and looked down to see that she had fallen asleep against him. He thought about going back to his bed, but decided against it. He was going to enjoy every single moment of this newlywed phase.