With that, all the guests returned to their seats. David returned to the flatbed and sat down at his piano. All the engines gathered together again, and Fiona and Ronald walked back to their starting position. A few more moments passed. The Clergyman looked around and saw everything was ready. Then with a nod to David and a wink back from him, the procession officially ensued as the bride and groom started walking down the aisle runner hand in hand, and David started playing the Bridal Chorus on the piano. Beatrice beamed with great pride as she watched her son play the tune for the newlyweds. The other guests started to feel choked up with joy for the newlyweds. Some drew handkerchiefs to dry their tears, and everyone was very proud and happy for them both. Thomas and Emily smiled most dearly with every moment. Belle and Flynn in particular felt a very strong joy shining in both their hearts as they too felt tears forming in their eyes. Belle tried hard, but couldn't help it. Her tears flowed freely down her cheeks and she gave a gentle sob full of joy as she watched Ronald and Fiona come forward to the Clergyman.
At last, the moment had arrived. Now that everything and everyone was present and accounted for, the Fat Controller came forward and addressed the bride and groom, and all the guests as he gestured toward Glynn, Cleo, the Autocoaches, and of course, Belle.
"Ladies, gentlemen and engines. I present to you the Good-Luck Package. Something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue. And here today, for this very wedding today, the Something Blue is none other than our beloved Fire Engine, Big Belle!"
Belle blushed and cooed dearly as the engines whistled and everyone cheered, with Flynn cheering the strongest of all for his beloved wife figure. Then with that, everyone went quiet and watched with strongly beating hearts as the Clergyman stood tall and proceeded with the final passages of matrimony. Ronald had his ring ready for Fiona. The very diamond ring he had proposed with was now ready to be given to her, and she had his ring ready too.
"Fiona Fox," Ronald declared as he paced the diamond ring on Fiona's finger. "I give you this ring as the symbol of our unbreakable bond together. A reminder of my eternal faith and devotion to you, who I shall cherish for all the days of my life."
Fiona breathed deeply and smiled as she placed the golden ring on Ronald's finger.
"Ronald Acorah," she declared in turn. "I give you this ring as the symbol of our unbreakable bond together. A reminder of my eternal faith and devotion to you, who I shall cherish for all the days of my life."
With that, the Clergyman gestured to them both, then spoke to the groom.
"Ronald Acorah, do you take this woman, Fiona Fox, as your lawfully wedded wife? Wilt thou love her, comfort her, honour and keep her in sickness and in health, and forsaking all others, keep only unto her, so long as thou both shalt live?"
"I do," said Ronald.
Then the Clergyman turned to the bride.
"Fiona Fox, do you take this man, Ronald Acorah, as your lawfully wedded husband? Wilt thou love him, comfort him, honour and keep him in sickness and in health, and forsaking all others, keep only unto him, so long as thou both shalt live?"
"I do," said Fiona.
To this, the Clergyman smiled, then looked to Belle with a single nod. Flynn noticed this and listened closely.
"Ladies, gentlemen and engines," said the Clergyman. "Ronald Acorah and Fiona Fox have now given their vows to each other…and now, as the last step in this wedding's proceeding before I make the pronouncement…I believe Belle must be the one to announce our newlyweds' holy matrimony…with the ring of her bell."
All the engines and guests gasped as they turned right to Belle and Flynn, who both heard what the Clergyman had just said. Both fire engines gasped in initial disbelief, and Flynn immediately remembered as to when he suggested Belle could do this for a wedding…and now here it was for everyone to see. Belle in particular felt her wheels wobbling from front to back and her boiler was bubbling most excitedly. She had been truly delighted by the prospect ever since Flynn first mentioned it to her, and now, against whatever expectations the had prior to the emergency…she was now a Wedding Belle.
"Oh…oh, my…oh, my goodness!" Flynn exclaimed. "Sir…do you really mean you'll let her do that for this wedding?"
"Of course, Flynn," said the Clergyman. "For both your efforts today, in appreciation, I declare her our official Wedding Belle!"
"Ohh…thank you, sir!" Flynn cheered. "What do you say, Belle?"
Belle could hardly believe her ears as she panted and gasped most profusely, then took a deep breath.
"Ohh…ohh, sir! Thank you! It will be my true and utmost pleasure!" she wailed happily. "Happy Wedding Day, Ronald and Fiona!"
Then with her heart swelling with utter pride and purpose as she smiled from buffer to buffer, Belle rang her bell loud and clear for everyone to hear, thus marking the holy matrimony just like the bells of a church tower, to which the Clergyman proceeded with the final part.
"I hereby pronounce the two of you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."
So Ronald did kiss Fiona as she kissed him in turn. Belle's bell continued to ring and chime most beautifully, and just as David started playing the Wedding March on his piano, all the guests applauded and cheered whilst the engines whistled and cheered along with them. Ronald and Fiona held their kiss for their given moments until they let go and stared most lovingly into each other's eyes.
"I love you, Ronald," Fiona gleamed happily. "My dear beloved husband."
"I love you too, Fiona," Ronald smiled right back. "My sweet, beautiful wife."
Fiona just smiled most happily…and as she heard Belle's bell ringing away, it was in that very moment that the newly wedded bride got one more idea. Something to make this wedding even lovelier for Belle and Flynn for their efforts. Ronald could see this and nodded surely to his newfound wife. As the cheering and whistling quieted down, Fiona and Ronald turned to the gathering.
"Thank you, one and all for coming today," said Ronald. "This has been a most wonderful turnout, especially after such an unexpected emergency that came as such a shock to us all. But all thanks to Belle and Flynn, here my wife and I now stand, newly wed and betrothed to each other."
Then the husband and wife came walking down the aisle runner again, and towards the two fire engines.
"Once again, thank you so much, Belle and Flynn," said Fiona. "Your ample timing saved our wedding and we owe it to both of you that our wedding was able to proceed."
"Not at all, Ronald and Fiona," smiled Flynn. "It's our ironclad duty and business to maintain the safety of whoever calls for our aid. Belle and I."
"Be it a structure fire or a life-threatening fire, Flynn and I always rush with all speed," said Belle. "And we always will."
"Indeed, you do, Belle," said Fiona. "You do everything together…just like the husband and wife you consider each other to be."
"Why, thank you, Fiona," said Flynn. "Belle is the loveliest wife I could ever be blessed to have."
"Just as Flynn is the best husband I could ever be blessed to have," said Belle.
"You certainly are, you two," said Fiona. "And so, here and now…I have just one more special gift I'd like to give you and Flynn…for everything."
Belle and Flynn's eyes widened, and everyone watched closely as Fiona smiled to them both. She looked at her bouquet of flowers, then with a most beloved smile, she tossed the bouquet, it flew through the air…and landed right on Belle's running plate, effectively making her the one to "catch," the bouquet. In that moment, as the guests and engines all exclaimed dearly to what had just happened, Belle gasped and gaped with such surprise and delight. Flynn was quite stunned by what had just happened, then in the following moments, both he and Belle felt a great stirring sense deep in their hearts. It was then that David and Beatrice came forward and took note of what had just happened.
"Well, well," said David. "Would you look at that? Our fire engines Belle and Flynn have been their own married couple for many years."
"Perhaps we can now say their marriage is hereby official," said Beatrice.
Belle and Flynn blushed profusely, feeling their hearts tickle with such delight.
"Ohh…isn't that lovely?" some of the guests said. "They're now officially husband and wife too. Ohh…aww…"
"Ohh…all of you," Belle tittered while Flynn just smiled.
"And how marvelous the happy couples look," said Thomas. "Congratulations to you, Ronald and Fiona. May your love and devotion grace each other from this day right until the very end."
"Oh, yes," said Emily. "And Flynn and Belle. Congratulations to you as well, for your efforts in saving this venue, being the Something Blue, the Wedding Belle…and the one to catch the bouquet, Belle. We're all so happy for all four of you."
"Ohh…thank you, everyone," Belle cooed happily.
Then from there, the party began. With the refreshments fairly intact since the fire was put out, everything proceeded very nicely. All the guests stayed and talked for a long time. All the engines talked and chatted happily with each other, with Gordon beaming very proudly for his fireman's sister, and Ronald and Fiona had the first dance up and down the aisle runner, gently spinning in circles for everyone to see while David continued playing romantic and merry music on the piano. Everyone was proud and happy for the new couple, but no one was happier or prouder than Belle and Flynn. As they watched Ronald and Fiona dancing, neither fire engine could believe how everything turned out. To go from having no role in this wedding at all to saving it from burning up, then Belle placing the role of the Something Blue, ringing her bell for the matrimony and being the one to catch the bouquet was quite against whatever expectations they may have had before.
"Oh, Flynn. I'm so happy for them both," Belle glowed and beamed.
"So am I, Belle," Flynn replied as he looked at her bouquet. "And you really have to admit…between us, Fiona has indeed officially…brought us together."
Belle slowly narrowed her eyes then looked right to her husband, softly beginning to purr.
"Ooh…yes, she has indeed," she purred. "I've never caught a wedding bouquet before…but now I have. Which is why I've been doing a little thinking. Have you been thinking, Flynn?"
Flynn fought the urge to blush, then slowly narrowed his eyes too, already knowing what was to come once the time was right.
"As a matter of fact…I have been, Belle," he admitted. "I assume you and I have some…business tonight?"
"That we do, Flynn," said Belle. "I'll tell you more when we're back home. For now, let us enjoy it all while it lasts."
Flynn heartily agreed as they both smiled and watched Ronald and Fiona continue to dance together. A few minutes later, their dance came to an end with a loving kiss to their lips, to which everyone cheered again. Then at that very moment, everyone looked up as a chef came out of the museum, carrying a beautiful white four-layered wedding cake with a little bride-and-groom decoration on the top; perfect for today's beloved event. Soon, all the guests were lined up with forks and plates for a slice of cake. Ronald and Fiona were given the first servings, and soon everyone had their share of cake, which was indeed a perfect success with everyone. After that, the party continued on for a few hours more. All the engines continued to stay and enjoy the festivities, while Belle and Flynn continued to beam proudly, both feeling an inner spell of excitement and desire for what they would be doing together in just a matter of time…
At last, as the sun began to set, the visitation was complete, and the guests were ready to go home. Thomas, Emily, Percy and Gordon made ready to go, as did Glynn, Cleo, Duck, Ryan, Oliver and the Autocoaches. All the guests started boarding Isabel and Dulcie, while Gordon's fireman waited a little to see his sister and her husband off.
"I'm so very happy to have gotten to see this day," Walter said heavily. "I can only wonder just how happy you are, Fiona. My dear beloved sister."
"Oh, Walter, my perfect brother. I've never been so happy in all my life," said Fiona. "I just know Ronald and I are going to have a very good life living together."
"Well, I can only say, my deepest and most sincere congratulations to you both."
Walter then shook hands with Ronald, then put his arms around his sister and hugged her most lovingly. Fiona hugged her brother just as happily, then he set off and got onboard Gordon, who then set off with Percy on their way home, followed by Duck, Ryan, Glynn, Oliver and the Autocoaches, while Cleo and Ruth drove off down the road.
"Goodbye! The very best to you both!" Gordon called to the couple.
"Happy newlyweds!" Percy whistled cheerfully.
Soon, most of the company had left. Thomas, Emily, Belle, Flynn, David and Beatrice were still there, taking just a few moments more to see Ronald and Fiona.
"Well, David. Thank you so much for your hand of music, today," said Fiona. "If I may say so, you play the piano like you were Beethoven."
"Indeed. I'm most proud of you, David," said Beatrice. "You've always been a good talent at the piano, and today, I'd say you put on the finest solo yet."
"Don't worry, Mum. I won't let it go to my head," David winked. "I'm just very happy to have taken part, and that Emily was able to see it too."
"Ohh…when all is said and done, this was indeed a lovely wedding," Emily smiled. "I'm truly happy for you both, Ronald and Fiona."
"As am I," said Thomas. "All of us are."
"Thank you, Thomas and Emily," the newlyweds smiled together.
"Now, we must be on our way too," said Thomas. "Are you ready, Emily?"
"Just have to fetch the piano and flatbed. It's back to Arlesburgh for this piano, and my best friend too," she winked.
While Emily retrieved the flatbed with the piano, Beatrice returned to Caroline and waved to David as she started up and drove on her way home. Once Caroline had left, David watched as Ronald and Fiona looked out to sea and the setting sun.
"So, madam," David said to Fiona. "This is the choice you've made. Not that it changes anything…I'm just saying…you work at the Search and Rescue Centre, and he's the museum's manager."
"No," Fiona smiled as she held Ronald's face. "He's more than that. As of this very hour, until the very end of time…he's my husband. For always and forever."
David gave a slow and sure nod as he turned and walked away. As he did so, Ronald and Fiona came together and kissed to the lips again as the sun set over the sea. David took one last glance of pride for the newlyweds before he returned to Emily's cab. Then with a happy whistle goodbye, she, David and Thomas set off on their way, all feeling quite happy. The only ones remaining now were Belle and Flynn. Ronald and Fiona came away from the seaside and walked up to the two fire engines once more.
"Well. Our two beloved fire engines," said Ronald. "So you two did come to the wedding after all."
"Well, all things considered, we are very grateful we could come, Ronald," said Flynn. "Both to save it and to see my beloved Big Belle be given such honours today. We really can't stop thanking you enough for having her be the Something Blue, the Wedding Belle…and the bouquet catcher."
"Yes. Thank you so very much, Fiona," Belle smiled. "This is the happiest I think I've ever been. You are now joined together as husband and wife, the day is now done, and the wonderful, promising and truly blessed new chapter of life can begin for both of you. In retrospect to all that has happened today, Flynn and I are very glad to have stayed right until the very end."
"And I am very happy you two did. You truly deserved it today, Belle," said Fiona. "Now. I'd say my husband and I ought to make our way home together…and if I may say so…I think you two deserve a most beloved night together. I believe you have everything you need."
Belle saw Fiona eye her flower bouquet and gave a deep smile.
"Ooh, we certainly do, Fiona," Belle blushed lovingly. "Not a single moment shall be wasted tonight. Tonight shall be a most special one."
"And so it will be, my Big Belle," Flynn said with a wink. "They've had their most special day…now we shall have our night together."
That was all Belle needed to hear, to which she gave a very low purr of seduction, making Flynn look away and blush.
"Well, now. I'd say we go on our way," said Ronald. "Shall we, my dear?"
"Yes, my beloved Ronald," Fiona smiled as she waved to the two fire engines. "Goodnight to you both. And thank you again."
"Goodnight, and congratulations," Belle chimed happily.
"Goodnight, our dear friends," Flynn smiled.
With that, Ronald and Fiona returned to her car. Then off they set down the road for their new chapter of life together. As soon as the car was out of sight, Belle and Flynn exchanged another deep smile.
"Well? Shall we, my sweet, beautiful wife?" Flynn eyed playfully.
"Ooh, yes. Just follow me, my big, strong and handsome husband," she tittered.
And with a playful toot on her whistle, Belle set off down the line with Flynn right by her side, both their minds fully set on a new and most infatuating objective.
As darkness fell over the island and the stars began to show through the sky, the two fire engines returned to the Search and Rescue Centre. Rocky, Harold, Butch and Captain had of course heard everything and were all most happy and proud for the Wedding Belle, and especially her wedding bouquet. Belle and Flynn, while of course grateful for the comments, wanted nothing else than their own company, and their own business to attend to together. Soon, all the Rescue Vehicles said goodnight and turned in for the evening. At last, Belle and Flynn could now focus on each other, and each other only.
"Big Belle…" Flynn said softly. "I do believe our moment has come. Now…I recall you said you'd tell me all about our business once we were back home?"
Belle looked right at her beloved husband and purred again as she batted her eyelashes to him. Then she headed towards the turntable and turned right around, after which she rolled right up to Flynn, staring deeply into his eyes as she spoke.
"Why, yes, I did. So…this has been a most remarkable day, Flynn. Fiona and Ronald are now married at long last after so much anticipation. Their lives now have a new chapter for them both to live and cherish together, just as you and I have done for each other ever since the beginning. As for the two of us…ever since we first met and came to Sodor together, we have had a professional and devoted relationship, which then blossomed into us loving each other more than anything in the whole world. But now, I would say that today has given us both a new threshold."
"I do believe you're right, Belle," said Flynn. "Everything concerning your part in today's wedding…I am so pleased and thankful to have seen it all. You did a most splendid and wonderful job today, Wedding Belle."
"Thank you, honey-pie," she whispered. "Furthermore, we have long considered each our husband and wife in our own steamy ways…"
"Yes, we have, Belle…and I am so endlessly happy for us both," Flynn nodded.
Belle smiled bigger, then suddenly leaned left and right in a little dance, making her flower bouquet rustle softly.
"But now, as of this very flower bouquet that sits upon my running plate…" she went on, pausing for effect. "I am truly happy to officially declare that we really ARE husband and wife."
Hearing this, Flynn felt a great spell of joy rush into his heart. He smiled the biggest he could ever recall as Belle leaned in closer, closed her eyes, then with a very happy pink blush, she kissed him most lovingly on his cheek. Flynn drew in a sharp breath as Belle's soft, warm and tickly lips very softly sucked his cheek and she smooched quietly through a muffled giggle. Flynn's wheels trembled lightly as Belle's kiss continued for several moments. Then she softly let go with a loving pop of her lips and smiled from buffer to buffer.
"Oh…oh, Belle," Flynn blushed deeply himself. "You have made me the absolute happiest fire engine there could ever be…just as I know you've been made the happiest fire engine as well…you and I."
"Ohh, yes. We're truly made for each other," Belle purred seductively. "And now…Firey Flynn…I think you and I have some most important business…just for you and I."
"And may I ask please, what that business shall be, my love?" Flynn asked.
Belle leaned in as closely as she could, then whispered it. "Flynn. My sweet, sweet Flynn…it's time for you and I settle down…for our wedding night."
Flynn's heart jumped very strongly when he heard those words, and his wheels began to wobble most vigorously beneath him. Whatever Belle had in mind, he knew it was going to be something very big, just a she knew whatever he had in mind was going to be just as big and wonderful. Flynn felt his heart begin racing as he stumbled a little to speak.
"B…B…Bella…Beauty…B-Belle…Big Belle…I…I would…l…love…"
"Shh. Shhh…" Belle soothed as she softly pecked his cheek with another kiss. "Just follow me, Flynn…right into our bedroom."
Flynn noticed what Belle said as she looked towards their shed. His heart beat even harder as they proceeded to the turntable, then Belle settled on it and turned herself right around so he could get a glance. Oh, how gorgeous, lovely and truly beautiful Big Belle was! Flynn's eyes were fully fixated on his beloved wife as he gazed upon her big, smooth and beautiful body with her silver side rods, red and blue wheels, her shiny blue and red livery, her huge cylinders and her lovely red hoses perched on top of her. As the turntable stopped, he then gazed with joy at her most lovely face with her big, lovely smile, her big, beautiful cheeks and her perky little nose. Belle felt her heart tickle most sweetly and she felt a little bashful with Flynn staring at her, but she was so happy and delighted just the same.
"Come in, Flynn. Come to bed with me," Belle whispered invitingly. "Make love to me, by Sodor! Tonight shall be the very best night we may ever have!"
Flynn began to gasp and breath strongly as Belle backed slowly into her shed, smooching her lips and calling playfully to him.
"Yoo-hoo, Flynn. Come in, my love. Yoo-hoo."
Flynn felt as though his head was starting to spin, but he proceeded to cross the turntable and went right inside the shed. The doors closed behind him and he pressed his face right to Belle's as they snuggled very closely and intimately. As they nuzzled together, Flynn took his chance and pressed his lips to Belle's cheek, then began kissing it over and over. Feeling her husband's lips playing with her cheek, Belle suddenly cooed and whimpered happily, feeling her cheek tingle sweetly as Flynn kissed her there and very gently tugged on her skin.
"Oh-ohh…oh, Flynn…F…Flynn…" she whimpered.
Flynn slowly let go and gave a very deep smile as Belle's driver came down from her cab and walked up between them.
"Well, you two. I can tell very clearly you are going to be very, very busy tonight," he said. "But before you two begin…perhaps I can be of some service, so as to make it as fitting as it should be?"
"Why, of course," said Belle. "What may that be?"
Belle's driver smiled right at her. Then he took one of the roses from the flower bouquet, then started picking the petals off and decorating Belle's front with each one. With each petal he decorated, he spoke a little ritual.
"He loves you, he loves you more. He loves you, he loves you above all else. He loves you, he loves you to the very end. He loves you, he loves his sweet, beloved Wedding Belle."
In that moment, the decorating was complete, and Flynn took one good look. Belle's entire front was now decorated in lovely red rose petals, with a few perched on her face, quite like Emily had when she and Thomas had a most lustful Valentine's night together after Thomas and Rosie cleared up their misunderstanding. Belle and Flynn stared into each other's eyes and thought it was perfect.
"Now you are both ready," said her driver. "The very best of all nights to you both, Firey Flynn…and his Wedding Belle."
With that, both engines' crews left the shed and shut the door for the night. At last, Belle and Flynn were alone. Just the two of them, and nothing and no one else. Exactly the way they wanted it, and needed it to be. Belle looked again at her husband and batted her eyelashes.
"Time for our wedding night, my Firey Flynn," she whispered.
"Yes, my Big Belle," he whispered in turn. "Our wedding night is now in session. What is your first wish to have me grant?"
Belle giggled and pouted her lips out, showing how big, lovely and soft they were.
"Well, my sweetie-darling," she cooed. "I would be most delighted if your lips would care to visit my…pot of honey."
And she puckered her lips and smooched noisily at him to tease him. Flynn's pupils grew big and dark as his entire body felt like it was vibrating.
"Smooch-smooch. Come here, Flynn," Belle cooed playfully as she leaned in. "Don't be shy. Smooch-smooch. Hm-hm-hm-hm!"
Then she closed her eyes and gave Flynn a loving lick right over his lips. Flynn lurched upward, gasping sharply before Belle leaned in closer and puckered her lips hugely, to which he leaned in, and she kissed him deeply on his lips, bringing her tongue in to caress his, to which he followed suit at once. Soft coos and moans met Flynn's ears as Belle deepened her gentle French-kisses on him. He French-kissed her just as surely, feeling her tongue softly dance with his and send a strong surge of pleasure trough his engine. Every few moments, Belle let go briefly with gentle, quiet sighs of lust and seduction before she planted more big, huge kisses on his lips and within his mouth. A few minutes later, she softly let go and narrowed her eyes right at him.
"My, my…you're such a stud," she said huskily. "Such a large, strong and robust fellow I've got all of my own."
"Oh…thank you, my sweet babe," Flynn replied. "You're an absolute flower, Belle. Such a big, beautiful and wonderfully sexy babe I've got here."
To this, Belle cooed most seductively as she puckered her lips and kissed Flynn again, trailing along his cheek. This time, her kisses were soft and sweet. Gentle and caressing, but just as passionate as when she first started. She cooed and hummed most lovingly as she kissed and caressed his lips again, to which Flynn happily obliged and kissed her just as dearly as she was. Their lips felt so warm and intimate as they held each other in a warm and most beloved snuggle, rubbing their faces together gently and feeling endlessly full of joy and passion for the other.
After ten more minutes, Belle softly let go and hummed happily as she and Flynn stared into each other's eyes.
"W…wow, Belle," Flynn breathed deeply. "You…you're such a wonderful kisser. You really know how to make me feel so happy and truly loved."
"Aww, you're so sweet," Belle cooed lovingly. "But don't get too far ahead. That was only the little warm-up. You think you're ready for the fun to truly begin?"
Flynn shot his eyes upward and nodded surely, to which Belle slowly smiled all the way, showing her lovely white teeth shining most dearly. By Sodor, was her smile beautiful. She then pressed her cheeks right to his, feeling the warm and intimate connection they always had for each other. Then she puckered her lips and started kissing his cheeks again, blushing pink as she went.
"Oh…oh, Belle…I love you, Belle…" Flynn whispered as she continued onwards and forwards.
"Kiss-kiss…oh, Flynn…my…my cheeks feel warm…I'm blushing, aren't I?" she whispered. "Oh, I love you, honey-pie. Kiss-kiss-kiss…"
She continued with her soft, lovely kisses, tickling Flynn wherever her lips explored, and making him blush too as he uttered a small groan of pleasure. Presently, Belle withdrew and gave a little giggle Flynn's way. He looked up and felt his heart beat harder as she leaned in again and whispered.
"I know you're going to love this…I know I will…so very much…here we go…"
Belle then closed her eyes and opened her mouth. Her lovely pink tongue then came out, seeking to find Flynn's cheek. Then she leaned in, bringing her tongue right to his cheek and started gently licking up, down and every which way along his cheek, making quiet slurping sounds as she went along. Flynn felt a very sharp rush of pleasure jump to his face and exclaimed with utter pleasure.
"Ahh! Ahh! B-Belle…ohh, Belle…!" he gasped huskily.
"Ahh…ahhh…" Belle whispered very gently. "Ooh, you're tasty, Flynn…so perfect and sweet…I love you so much…Oh…"
And she gently turned to his other cheek and started licking it up, down and wherever she pleased. Flynn shut his eyes and groaned strongly as Belle's warm and wet tongue tickled delightfully, trailing shiny trails of her saliva wherever she went. Then it suddenly became even better as Belle began chortling her little nurtures.
"Tickly-wiggly, tickle-tickle," she whispered as she lapped her tongue along his cheeks. "Ooh, tickle-tickle-tickle, Flynn. Tickle-tickle-tickle. Hm-hm-hm-hm!"
Flynn's heart almost burst as he heard Belle's sweet, adorable little voice peeping away as she continued tickling him. It was then that Flynn couldn't hold back much longer. Belle's tongue was working its magic in all the best ways they knew there could be, and he had to let loose.
"Hah…ahh…Belle…Belle!" Flynn panted. "I…I'm about to…!"
Belle gasped and started kissing and pecking Flynn's face wherever she could, planting near a dozen kisses all over his face as he drew in a deep breath then blew his horn loudly two times. Belle then let go and let her husband catch his breath for a few moments. When Flynn opened his eyes again, his vision seemed a little blurry as he regained his senses and saw Belle smiling from buffer to buffer right at him.
"Well…I'd say my big honey-pie is very, very happy," Belle swooned adorably. "Did you like that, my dear?"
Flynn's heart was jiggling most delightfully as he heard Belle's chirpy happy voice chiming away.
"Oh…ohh…B…Belle…that was…fantastic," he gasped. "What a way to start our wedding night…you really are perfect, my Wedding Belle."
Belle giggled happily, then gave a slow, inviting sigh, making Flynn look up again.
"Well…I may have started our night," she whispered. "But I'll need help to keep it flowing…for us both."
"Oh, Belle…whatever you say," Flynn grinned hugely.
Belle leaned left and right again, making the rose petals on her face drift gently down to her running plate.
"Your turn, honey-pie," she purred. "Take me, Flynn."
"O…okay…y…yes," Flynn whispered shakily. "Just…just tell me what you'd like…"
"Go nice and softly first," she whispered. "Play with me and tease me just a little bit. Come on, Flynn. Please play with me? Pretty-pretty-please? Please-please-ple-e-ease?"
"Oh, Belle. My sweet, lovely dove," Flynn trembled. "Just leave it to me. What a night THIS is going to be!"
With no further delay, Flynn leaned right in, reaching his lips to Belle's lovely face. With her eyes widening and her mouth drawing in a happy gasp, his lips pressed to her lovely big cheek and started kissing it softly and perfectly. With Belle starting to whimper and moan passionately, Flynn focused on the feeling of her lovely warm skin and her perfect cheeks. So big and firm they were, yet also so very soft and squishy and fun to play with. Belle looked down and watched Flynn kissing her cheeks. She had to giggle as his lips tickled her cheeks with every kiss he blessed her with.
"Oh…oh Flynn…your kisses are so tickly…" she whispered and purred. "Oh…purr…you really love my nice, big cheeks, don't you? So soft and squishy and firm, aren't they, honey-pie?"
Flynn looked up and smiled vigorously as he suddenly leaned in and started kissing the tip of Belle's nose, making it twitch and wriggle most cutely. To this, Belle gasped and snorted as her nose tickled dearly too, squealing with delight.
"O-OHH! Flynn! Oh, why, you cheeky boy!"
"Oh, no. THAT is not being cheeky," Flynn grinned deviously. "HERE is what my cheekiness is, just for you."
Then he leaned in close, then brought his tongue out toward Belle's face. When she felt his tongue touch her cheek and start licking her wherever he wished, Belle shut her eyes and cried out with bubbling passion as Flynn trailed his tongue along her face, making it feel tender and sensitive. Belle felt her wheels wobbling and her boiler tickling strongly as Flynn continued to please her. She could just start feeling her steam beginning to creep through her and make ready to trickle into her cylinders…when Flynn suddenly withdrew and looked right at her.
"Flynn?" she asked as she looked up. "What are you…?"
Before she could finish, Flynn leaned back in and closed his lips around her cheek. Then in the next moment, he began sucking on it, slowly at first, then slowly making it stronger, pulling and tugging the tip of her cheek into his mouth, to which he dotted the very tip with his tongue. This made Belle gasp loudly then she moaned and whimpered very strongly as her heart started to tickle and flutter happily. Proceeding most delightfully and cheekily indeed, Flynn soon turned to her other cheek and began sucking on it too, dotting the tip with his tongue again and very lightly kissing it as he went.
"Ohh…ooh…F-Flynn…! Flynn!" Belle gasped and moaned loudly. "Ohh! Ohhh! That feels sooo good…! Yes…suckle my cheeks. That's right…just like that. Ohh…I love you, honey-pie…"
Hearing Belle's soft, cooing whimpers made Flynn's heart crackle uncontrollably. He was loving this as much as she was, and it was then that he suddenly got another idea. Something to elevate this wedding night to a whole new level which neither of them could ever pass up.
"Flynn? Why did you stop? I…oh…Flynn…what are you…?"
"Hush…just take a deep breath and relax, Big Belle," he whispered with sheer affection. "I have an idea for us both."
"Do you? What is it?" she asked.
"You've given me many great wonders tonight," said Flynn. "And now…I think you'll love this very much. May I? Please?"
"Of course you may, Flynn," Belle glowed dearly. "I would love to see what you have for me tonight. Please…do what you will. I love you…"
That was all Flynn needed. And so, he leaned in slowly, closing the distance between his lips and Belle's cheek. He then reached out and closed his lips around her cheek. Belle breathed in sharply with trickling anticipation. Then she felt something that made her jump quite suddenly. Something she could not recall before, and neither could Flynn himself. Ever-so carefully and discreetly, Flynn slowly brought his teeth into place, and very slowly and carefully began sinking them down into Belle's cheek, taking extreme care not to bite too hard. Belle suddenly lurched upwards and gave a yell of sheer pleasure.
"AAHH! Fly-y-yn! Ohh! OHH!"
"Mmm…mm-hmm…" Flynn hummed most blissfully in his most steamy hold.
Then very gradually and teasingly, he began to softly bite on her cheek, very gently, just enough to leave a tiny little mark right there on the tip of her cheek. Belle gave a sharp yelp of utter pleasure as she felt her cheek slowly but surely becoming tender where Flynn ever-so gently continued his love bites on her cheek. Then he suddenly paused and held his gentle bite right there, making Bell louder and louder and her eyes began to roll back into her head. Making sure she wouldn't fall out of her spell, Flynn quickly proceeded to her other cheek and very softly bit down there too. Belle only groaned louder and more lustfully as she felt her cheeks becoming very tender and sensitive now.
"Ohh…oh, Flynn…! That-that feels SOO amazing! Please don't stop! Don't stop! That's just right! Uhh! Uhh!"
Indeed, Flynn didn't stop as he ever-so gently bit his teeth down on her cheek again. As soon as he had that little nub gently held in his teeth, he started very softly nibling right there. To this, Belle groaned very loudly and rolled her eyes right back into her head until Flynn let go and saw he had left a tiny little mark there too. Seeing her chance, Belle suddenly leaned in and pressed her lips deeply into Flynn's and started pulling and sucking on his lips, begging for passage. Flynn obliged proudly and the two of them fell into another round of deep French-kisses, both moaning loudly and heavily as their tongues began writhing and lapping over each other in a growing spell of euphoria which lasted a good few minutes.
Eventually, Belle and Flynn's lips popped apart and they both spent a minute or two regaining their breath, letting the red in their faces slowly ebb away. Once they felt rested enough, they looked right at each other with loving smiles.
"Oh, Flynn…" Belle whispered. "So far, this really is the best wedding night I could have dreamed for. I love you so much."
"Oh, Belle. I love you too. So very much," Flynn whispered. Then he looked up and suddenly gasped. "Oh…oh, my…!"
"What, Flynn? What is it?" Belle asked. "You look very excited."
"Oh, my goodness…Belle! Look at you…" Flynn gasped. "Your…your cheeks…they're…they're…perfect…!"
Belle looked down to her cheeks and suddenly gasped herself. What Flynn was looking at was truly something lovely. Where he had left his love bites, Belle's cheeks now had a small pink little spot perking out ever-so slightly right on the tips. As Belle looked at what Flynn had given her, the tips of her cheeks started tingling away, to which she had to let out her most adorable giggle.
"Hee-hee-hee-hee! It tickles," she jiggled sweetly. "Ohh, Flynn! You…you dear, DEAR husband of mine! They're so adorable! Thank you! Thank you!"
Flynn just took a deep breath and sighed most proudly to see his wife so very happy and in such delightful joy. Then suddenly, he took a second look and went very still, slowly smiling the biggest he had ever smiled…for his imagination had taken hold of him as to what his beloved Belle's face seemed to look like to him now. Belle suddenly noticed his frozen position and gave him a playful, seductive look.
"Flynn? What are you thinking about right now, hmm?" she purred. "Having naughty daydreams about me? Hmm?"
Flynn didn't answer as he seemed to stare right at Belle, which made her heart start to jump. Just as Thomas and Emily had partaken in with their passion before dawn the year before, Flynn's eyes were completely focused and fixated…as he imagined Belle's cheeks were a pair of warm, perfect and truly beautiful woman's breasts…and her little pink suck-marks he had planted on the tips were perfect, petite, rosy little nipples. So perky and adorable and so very lovely. Blushed deep, deep red, Belle looked down at her love bites again, feeling them twitch and tickle most delightfully. In that instant, she figured what Flynn must have been thinking, and in that moment, she suddenly felt her boiler fluttering and tickling all over as she started giggled persistently and most adorably. As she thought about the little spell of imagination herself, she was most intensely flattered and pleased with her fellow fire engine's talents and gifts, and she took full advantage to move it forward.
"Oh-ho-ho-ho-ho! Hm-hm-hm!" she giggled and teased most delightfully. "Ooh, Flynn…do you like my…hm-hm-hm…my little nipples?"
To this, Flynn felt himself tickling all over, and he only blushed deeper as he suddenly pressed his lips right back onto her cheek again and proceeded to kiss her love bites a few times over. This made Belle's little spots feel even more tender and sensitive, making her shut her eyes tight and moan very loudly until he let go again and smiled.
"Liking them is most grossly understating it, my sweet babe," he whispered. "They're perfect. So, so lovely. As lovely as the flowers you caught, my Wedding Belle."
"Aww…aww, Flynn…" Belle blushed and cooed most happily. "You're so, so sweet…"
"You're very, very sweet too, Belle," Flynn smiled. "Sweeter than the purest dollop of honey, my perfect babe. Truly, I never stop realizing just how beautiful you are, Belle."
True as they both knew, Belle was the most beautiful engine Flynn had ever met. In the next moment, he slowly trailed his lips down her face, kissing and nipping her warm skin and feeling so very happy. As he touched his lips to her cute little chin, Belle jumped and began to shake excitedly. Then as he kissed her chin over and over, she began to shake and chortle with great desire.
"Oh-oh-oh! Flynn…ohh, Flynn…!" she quivered.
"It's time, my steamy, sexy babe," Flynn whispered. "Our wedding night must now be brought to your perfect peak."
"Ooh…then don't let it waste a single moment, Flynn. Give me everything you have for your Wedding Belle."
"So be it. It's time."
Then suddenly, Flynn let go of Belle's chin and looked up to her cheeks again with a begging smile. Her adorable love bites were still perking away, seemingly calling to Flynn, to which he smiled big and leaned in. Belle gasped as Flynn pressed his lips to her love bite and began kissing it over and over. As soon as this happened, Belle felt an ultra-strong tickle rush to the tip of her cheek and she squealed with such delight and joy, making Flynn chortle away as he continued to kiss and nibble the suck-marks on the tips of her cheeks. The more Flynn kissed and teased them, the more perky they seemed to show to him.
"Tickle-tickle, Belle," he teased most happily. "Your little love spots are SOO cute! Tickle-tickle-tickle!"
"Ohh! Ahh! Flynn! Flynn! Oh-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho! That t-t-tickles! Ohh! Tickly-wiggly, tickly-wiggly! Ha-ha-ha-HAH-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!"
Flynn felt as though he were weightless and floating in the air with Belle. Her constant squeals, wails and giggles were turning him on relentlessly, just as his spells were turning her on and filling her with an ever-surging wave of pleasure and joy. Then Flynn decided to make the final move and brought his tongue out toward her face again. Belle looked down just in time to see and feel Flynn start licking her love bites right on the tips, making them twitch and jiggle wildly.
"Wheeee! Wheee-hee-heee! Fly-y-y-yn! Whoo-hoo-HOO!" Belle wailed and howled with all her might as her bell began to ring a few times.
Flynn blew his horn again as he then started kissing and nibbling her rubbery little nose. To this, Belle gave another big jump and squealed even louder.
"Ohh! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! Flynn, that tickles! That tickles-tickles-tickles!"
"Aww, Belle! Please keep squealing and giggling! It's SO lovely for me to hear! Happy wedding day, Belle!"
And he then proceeded to her other love bite and started kissing, nibbling and licking it just as playfully. Belle's boiler was now fluttering and tickling with all the butterflies and feathers she could ever imagine with Flynn teasing and kissing her love bites more and more vigorously, nibbling and teasing them just the right way, every few moments leaning up and kissing and licking her cheeks and along her chin just to tease her even more.
After everything she had been given by her perfect husband, Belle was now visibly shuddering from smokebox to cab as Flynn endlessly kissed, nibbled, sucked and licked her lovely face wherever he went. Each and every time she squealed and cried out in surging euphoria, Flynn only proceeded further until he trailed his tongue to her bottom lip and started gently licking her right there too. At last, as Flynn proceeded to kiss and nibble the tips of her lips, it was then that Belle felt that distinctive feeling deep in her boiler. That familiar tingle came creeping through her as she felt her steam trickling through her pipes and settling in her cylinders and steam ports, tickling her most delightfully inside and making her so nice and warm.
"Ooh…ohh…Flynn…I…I'm getting close…whew…hooh…!"
Flynn noticed this and most delightfully tickled and teased her further with his ongoing licking, sucking and kissing. Then it suddenly hit Belle as she again began to feel the soft, gentle and tickly feeling creeping up to her hoses. It slowly built and built as her hoses began to turn left and right, and she knew then what was about to happen as her boiler began to tremble and tickle most delightfully.
"Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! …Ohh…oh, yes, Flynn. That's it. Just like that…ooh…I…I think I'm gonna…I-I'm gonna…I'm gonna squirt…! Oh-oh-ohh…! Flynn! Oh, it's coming! It's coming, it's coming…! Please-please-please…!"
"Aww, are you going to let it out, Belle?" Flynn asked sweetly.
"P-P-Please, Flynn…call me Bella. Call me Beauty…oh-oh-oh…I feel it coming…!" Belle whispered and shuddered vigorously as her hoses began twitching left and right.
"Shh…It's okay, Bella…you don't have to hold it in, sweetie," Flynn whispered as he tickled her love spots once more. "I love you, Beauty. I love you so much...my Wedding Belle."
By this point, Flynn's gentle and loving whispers and his perfect tickles and kisses were too much for Belle as her entire body was tickling and twitching with uncontrollable delight, and her hoses and steam ports couldn't gold together another moment.
"F-F-Flynn…! Flynn-Flynn-Flynn…!" Belle gasped and shuddered vigorously. "Oh-oh-ohh! I-I…I'm gonna w-w-wet myself…! Ohh…F-Flynn, I feel like I'm gonna p…!"
Before the last word could come out, Belle shut her eyes very tight and gritted her teeth with a strong groan then a shuddering whimper, trying with all her strength to hold it back, but then in the next instant, there came a great jolting feeling of release, then slowly and most lovingly, Belle's hoses began to dribble a little water and spray gently…while her steam ports started leaking a gentle flow of warm water. Flynn stopped at once. His heart started pounding very hard and his eyes were suddenly glued first to Belle's hoses as they gently sprayed water along her front and gently showered her face, making it lovely and shiny in the ceiling lights. Her eyes were softly closed and her lips wore a perfect smile. As the water then dripped off her buffers, she then began purring and sighing in utter arousal.
"Ahh…Flynn…purr…purr…" she whispered very softly and happily. "Ahhh…ahh…ooh…"
Then Flynn's eyes darted downwards as he gazed on her steam ports gently leaking a line of water onto the ground and forming a small puddle beneath Belle. In that same moment, Belle took a deep shuddering breath, then gently leaned downwards as she sighed most blissfully.
"Ooh…that feels so lovely…ooh…it tickles…" she whispered. "Oh…oh, Flynn…do you like what you see, honey-pie?"
Flynn just leaned up and down, nodding a straightforward yes. For a few minutes more, Belle's hoses and steam ports gently dribbled with water until they slowly stopped altogether. To this, Belle looked down, took a very deep breath, then puffed up her cheeks and blew out through her puckered lips, cooing and giggling away with such bubbly delight.
"Ooh-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo…oh…wow…wow!" she panted happily. "That…that was…absolutely…wonderful…beyond…glorious…oh, Flynn. Thank you, thank you…and thank you."
Flynn just stood there for a few moments more, marveling as his Big Belle's afterglow of the strongest spell of passion she had ever been given.
"The utter pleasure, wonderful feelings and so much more, Belle…it's all for you," he said. "All yours to love, cherish and treasure with all your heart. Did you love that, my sweet, lovely and most beautiful wife?"
Belle looked up with big, shiny eyes as she panted a little more and made her answer.
"As I said, Flynn…absolutely wonderful and beyond glorious. That was beyond any form of what I would call…amazing. This is truly…without any doubt…the steamiest and most passionate night…of our entire lives!"
Flynn took one look at his beloved wife and leaned in closer, nuzzling her love spots very softly and sending one more little tickle through them both as Belle tittered softly.
"You know, Belle…I think you're right," said Flynn. "Today shall be a day marked forever for us both…and I could not be happier with all the outcomes. I love you, Belle. My sweet, beautiful, brave, fun and truly sexy Big Wedding Belle."
"Oh…oh, Flynn. I love you too. My big, strong, devoted, and truly stunning Fiery Flynn. Now…seeing as we have both given our greatest gifts to each other…there's just one thing left for us to do…to finish off our wedding night."
"Yes, my love?" Flynn smiled.
Belle deepened her twinkling eyes with Flynn's gaze. She gave a very soft little coo of love and closed her eyes. Then she slowly opened her mouth and brought her tongue out, seeking to meet Flynn's. Immediately, he followed suit and started leaning in. With a smile on their faces and a glowing warmth in their hearts, their tongues slowly came closer, then met right there. To this, Belle and Flynn very softly and gently began licking each other's tongues, tasting and worshipping the other with such warm, loving and truly wonderful caresses of love. Soft and quiet moans and whimpers came from them both as their lips slowly followed suit and started caressing and gripping over each other. Then with one last little wave of pleasure, Belle steadily let off steam as it slowly enveloped Flynn and brought him into a wonderful, steamy hug with his beloved Belle, deepening their lustful spell of what was truly the best night they had ever shared, and would probably ever share.
At last, after what felt like nearly an hour, Belle and Flynn's tongues and lips slowly came apart with a slippery string of saliva that dripped away gently between them. The last of Belle's steam hug drifted away, and with that, their wedding night was now complete. The two of them stared right into each other's glimmering eyes, both breathing steadily and feeling their bodies glowing away with such love and devotion to the other.
"Well…we've done it, Belle," Flynn whispered very softly with such a smile. "Our wedding night has been fulfilled. You and I…officially husband and wife to each other."
Belle nodded and glowed most lovingly as she snuggled to Flynn's face and cuddled him most happily.
"Flynn…my Fiery Flynn…" she whispered. "I've known us both to be a truly steamy couple like Thomas and Emily are…but tonight…was something quite beyond even my expectations I can ever recall…since the very first time we met."
"Yes, Belle. It really is," said Flynn. "Tonight has truly shown to be the most intensely passionate night I can ever recall since the very beginning for the two of us. Probably the most passionate we'll ever be. Who knows?"
"Oh, Flynn," Belle crooned. "Every night we share together shall be full of different passions…and I would never share those passions with anyone else…but you, my perfect beloved husband. I love you above all else in this world, and I always will."
"I declare just the same for you, my Big Wedding Belle," Flynn smiled. "Every night we share together will always be one of passion, lust, pleasure, and most importantly…our unbroken love. I will always love you, Belle. Wherever we go, and whatever we do together…I love you above all else in this world."
They then shared a soft, caressing kiss to the lips, after which Belle slowly opened her mouth and let out a deep, long yawn, her barriers now falling fast and almost completely down for the night now.
"Ohhh…now…oh, my…time for bed, Flynn," she yawned most sleepily and happily. "I'm going to have the very best sleep I have ever had yet…all thanks to you, my dear husband."
"Oh, Belle. Ohh…" Flynn yawned. "I know I'm going to have the very best sleep I've had yet too…and I owe it all to you, my sweet, lovely, adorable and beautiful wife."
Belle giggled quietly as she yawned again, gave Flynn a little kiss, then her eyes fluttered shut.
"Ooh…sweet and happy dreams, my Firey Flynn. I love you so much, honey pie."
"Sweet and happy dreams, my Big Belle. I love you too, so very much, my perfect babe."
As Belle huddled down and fell fast asleep, Flynn once again stayed awake for a few moments more, staring around the shed with wonder and fully fulfilled passion. Today had turned out to be something truly remarkable, unexpected and utterly amazing. To go from not being able to attend the wedding on account of safety duties, to saving the wedding to everything Belle had the honour of doing had made him so very happy and proud of the love of his life, and he knew Belle would be in very happy and proud spirits for a while yet.
Then suddenly, in that very moment, there came that very sound that always made Flynn smile with such delight, to which he looked up. Belle had begun snoring deeply and most delightfully, her nose shaking most adorably and her lips holding such a lovely smile in her blissful sleep. Then she puffed up her cheeks and whistled lowly and blissfully before snoring again. Flynn always loved listening to such lovely sounds from his beloved wife, but given all their banter this very night, this was the very best he ever felt. She looked so warm and comfortable and cozy with her lovely nose shaking gently to her snores, and her little pink love bites still perking away as she giggled cutely in her dreams.
"Zzz…ooh, tickle-tickle…Zzz…oh, th-they tickle…Zzz…" she snored then softly fluttered her lips like a horse.
With his heart jiggling with such delight, Flynn knew it couldn't be any better than this after the best night of their lives. As Belle leaned upward and snored again, he leaned inward and took hold of her lips as she whistled out again and gave her one more lovely French-kiss in her sleep, softly kissing her tongue once more before he let go and whispered happily.
"Sweet dreams, my lovely snoring Big Belle. The sweetest and happiest of dreams. I love you, so very much, my sweet, beautiful babe."
"Zzz…oh, yes…Zzz…I love you too, Flynn…Zzz…my wonderful, perfect honey-pie…" she crooned blissfully.
Then with a loving nuzzle to his perfect Wedding Belle, Flynn's eyes shut too and they both fell fast asleep in each other's warm and cuddly embrace to their faces. This had indeed been the absolute best night of their lives in all the past, present, and maybe future. He and Belle would never forget this night. Ever since they first met, there had been so many nights of great passion between them, quenching great desires whenever the time came and always fulfilling each other's deepest and most lustful wishes. Yet today's events and infatuating maneuvers and spells tonight left those previous times all behind. This session of love was in a class of its own between the two of them. As for what was to come next, in a few days more, it was going to be quite an unusual and chortling experience for Thomas and a few others regarding an upcoming event at the Animal Park. But that's another story.
I said this would be intense, and it's easily the most passionate we've seen Belle and Flynn get with each other, what with it being their "wedding night". On the subject of the engine couples referring to each other as husband and wife, I should reiterate; technically speaking, the engines aren't actually married, but since their love is so strong, they just behave as though they might as well be married couples. Simply put, they aren't officially married, but they are married in their hearts, and that's all that matters for the engines. With this done and dusted, the next story will be covering the final episode of the original show to have aired, that being "Thomas' Animal Friends", a fantastic episode in itself. Until then, tell us what you thought of this chapter and the story overall, and as always, stay safe.