When Catherine woke, held closely by her husband of less than four and twenty hours, she knew not what to do first. Should she wake her husband and entice him into more of those delicious marital duties? Or should she be the more demure sort of wife, waiting for his attentions first? Should she let him sleep? After last night, he must be tired.
Her face was pressed to her husband's bare chest, and she stuck out her tongue and experimentally twirled it around his bare nipple. She felt him jerk and tried again. A moan, seemingly originating from deep within, escaped his mouth, as his arms pressed her closer to him. A third try resulted in his body momentarily stiffening, and then she felt him kiss her hair.
"Goodmorning my love," Henry rasped in what she would in the future call his 'bedroom voice'.
"Are you willing to see through what you just started?"
In reply, she popped his stiff nipple into her mouth, and Henry moaned, his member eagerly twitching and jumping. Catherine was entirely fascinated! She was eager to find out what else she could do, and what interesting responses her husband's body might show.
In short order, they repeated their wedding night's every delight, and then some!