Wedding Bells and Wedding Nights (PG-17)

Writers: Miriah, Suzee
Date Posted: 4th December 2020

Characters: Asaile, Bryvin
Description: Asaile and Bryvin have their wedding night
Location: Seacraft Hall
Date: month 5, day 24 of Turn 10
Notes: PG-17 for wedding night activities
Rating: PG-17

Asaile

Bryvin

Asaile nervously sat on the edge of her bed, alone and without her
maid for the first time since she'd arrived. Her maid had prepared her
at her mother's instruction, perfumed and lightly oiled with delicate
scents from a bath after the day's festivities. Her hair was down,
cascading down her back and she was clad in a pale, silken nightdress.
Her hands stroked over the soft, sleek material nervously. Alone with
her new husband, with Bryvin for the rest of the evening; she didn't
know what he'd do, and despite the education provided from her mother,
found it difficult to imagine him doing what would be necessary. She
hoped that she would please him, but she would try.

She swallowed hard and looked around her new bedchambers as she
waited. Soft shades of red and teal, but largely empty despite her
belongings that now rested in the wardrobes. It would be her
responsibility to fill it with her personal things, but at present,
she couldn't think of what she'd add to it. It all seemed so sumptuous
already. She sighed and looked down at her hands, still playing with
the material of her nightdress.

"I have something for you," Bryvin smiled as he came through the
connecting door. "I thought you might like a little friend," He bent
over and released a little black bundle of fur that bounced toward the
only other person in the room with unconcealed joy accompanied by
whines and yips.

Asaile jumped up the moment the door opened, heart thundering in her
chest. What came through wasn't what she expected, however. "A puppy!"
There was a squeal of delight, all nerves forgotten as she scooped up
the fluffy black bundle and hugged it to her, a happy smile wreathing
her face. "You got me a puppy! Oh thank you! I've always wanted one!"
The puppy immediately began licking her face and she giggled. "You're
so cute! You're adorable!" She pressed her lips to the crown of the
puppies head and giggled as it licked frantically at her neck. "Oh, my
Lord, thank you! Thank you so much!"

Bryvin grinned at her obvious delight. "You couldn't tell from the way
she's licking your face but this little girl is a very prized guard
canine from Amber Hills. Lord Zathris brought her with him today. She
has a little time with us before she'll have to go back for training."
He smiled and came to stand next to the pair and reached out to caress
the little black ears. "They want to add Captain's blood to the line
so her first litters will go back to Amber Hills. Do you think that
will be alright with you?"

"It'll be whatever you decide, of course. " Asaile's reply was
automatic. "She's absolutely wonderful, my Lord. I love her
already." She honestly didn't get the bloodline or why she'd gotten
the canine, she was simply thrilled at Bryvin's thoughtfulness. "It's
the newest wedding present I could have ever gotten." She buried her
face into the little puppy, cuddling it close. Her eyes lifted to
Bryvin's warm and so adoring that her face glowed. "Thank you. Thank
you so very much, my Lord."

"You're very welcome sweetheart." He sat down on the bed and patted
next to him. "Would you like to name her?"

Obediently, she followed him, sitting beside him as her attention
was focused solely on the little wiggling pup in her arms. "Oh yes,
thank you. I would." Patting and scratching the excited pup, she
smiled down at her, accepting more licks upon her chin with little
laughs. "I think...." She tilted her head, "Tenni. After the runner I
had as a child. It fits her, don't you think?"

"I like it," Bryvin smiled and kissed her temple. "But," he smiled. "I
think she needs to go play with Captain for a bit."

Captain's eyes had followed the puppy through all her antics but now
when his master said his name he stood and his tail slowly wagged as
he waited for a command but Bryvin simply held out his hand telling
him to lie down again.

His soft kiss on her temple was soft and though she felt the warmth of
him sitting beside her, Asaile smiled down at the puppy and looked
over at Captain. The big canine had seemed so intimidating, but now,
with his tail wagging, it brought a smile to her lips. Even he seemed
excited about the young pup and interested in what he would do and
what the pup would do, she put Tenni down. The pup, now seeing a new
playmate gamboled over to Captain, wagged her tail and gave a little
bark, bowing down in an offer of play. Asaile giggled, then looked at
Bryvin, a smile still making her cheeks dimple. "She wants to play."

It was then that she realized how close her new husband was, how she
was dressed and that they were completely alone. Her eyes met his,
then lowered modestly, her hands falling to her lap.

He picked up one of those little hands and lifted it to his lips. "You
looked lovely today Lady Holder," he smiled.

Her eyes followed her hand as it was brought to his mouth and she felt
the softness of his lips. Her cheeks pinkened at the compliment but
her eyes widened a bit at the new title. It was true, after all.
"Thank you, my Lord." She responded as her fingers curled around his
own, "I thought you looked very handsome as well. " In the light of
the slowly crackling fire, her new husband's eyes seemed to glow and
she couldn't take her eyes away.

"Bryvin, Asaile," he corrected gently. "As my wife, you may call me by
my name." He smiled and touched her hair smoothing the soft locks.

"Yes, my...Bryvin." Her lips stumbled over the name she'd said in soft
whispers to herself, but never openly. Not without his title. His
touch was so gentle, so kind. Even his correction was kind. "Thank
you, Bryvin. My husband." She remembered herself then and her
condition after holding the puppy. "I should wash my face and neck.
Tenni licked me quite a bit. Forgive me." Her mother's strictures
about cleanliness prevailed, and she didn't want him to think that
she would be less than fresh for him. She rose and went to the basin
of prepared water and dipped a small washcloth into it, gently washing
her cheeks and neck.

He chuckled both at the way she'd called him my Bryvin and the puppy
licks, Captain had licked him all the time as a puppy so he
understood. While she was washing he pulled back the covers and
dropped his dressing gown before climbing in the bed and pulling the
covers to his waist.

Asaile heard movement behind her as she washed and the rustle of
bedclothes. Thinking he was only turning back the bed, she was visibly
startled when she turned and she saw him, barechested to the waist.
Her mouth dropped open in surprise as her cheeks flamed brightly when
she took in the sight. She'd seen barechested men before, but had
never been close to one; her father had insured that. Her eyes
flickered to the dressing gown, then back at him, realizing that he
was likely naked under the blankets. Her heart began to pound; she
knew what her mother had instructed. She would be expected to share
her bed with him this night. It was her duty and his right to her.
Slowly she approached the bed and hesitating for only an instant, she
laid down beside him on the sheets.

"Nervous," he asked. "You don't need to be, sweetheart," he stroked her
hair. "I know your mother talked to you last night about what is to
happen tonight but it seems like you don't know how good it will make
you feel. I promise I would never hurt you love." He put his arms
around her.

As he pulled her against him and she was slipped under the sheets,
she felt the bare warmth of him against her side. His arms were a
band of strength that somehow comforted her, made her heart beat a
little faster, and reaffirmed what would be happening. Feeling small
against him, she spoke softly. "She said you might allow me to feel
some pleasure as you prepare me for you," she admitted, "but there
would be pain. She said it would prove my virtue to you." She lifted
her eyes to his and swallowed. He was so close now, so warm. "I want
to please you. I just... I don't know how. "

"You are pleasing me right now Asaile," he replied softly. "The rest I
can teach you." He leaned over her and kissed her tenderly, and then
more deeply.

This kiss was different from the sweet ones that he'd given her at
first. As she parted her lips at his insistence, Asaile felt a heated
thrill tingle through her. Guided by him, she hesitantly began
returning it, moving her lips against his. The hands that had lain
compliantly by her head twitched and one slowly lifted to curl lightly
at the nape of his neck. His skin felt warm, pleasant and smooth,
almost reassuring so her other hand lifted to lightly lay on his
shoulder. Bare skin, warm skin, her husband's skin.

~~~~ Fade to black~~~

Bryvin kissed her forehead before rolling to the side to cradle her
against him for a few moments. He casually
looked down and saw the telltale blood that in this case proved her
virginity. He turned to the basin of heated water on the side table
and swung his legs off the bed to dip a cloth and wring it out. He
put the warm cloth between her legs and gently cleansed the outside of
blood and leaking fluids. Then he dipped and wrung the cloth again to
clean himself as well. "There you go sweetheart. How do you feel?"

As she caught her breath, the touch of the warm cloth made her legs
jerk in response. But the gesture itself, kind and gentle, made the
soreness that was present there seem minor; like it was supposed to
be just like that. What they'd done, what she'd felt, had been so
unexpectedly wonderful after that bit of expected pain. Asaile turned
her head to look at her husband, sitting beside her. Her voice was a
stunned murmur. "Good. Really good." Her breath began to even out and
although she still felt shy, she reached out to touch his arm. "I wasn't
expecting it to be like that."

He chuckled softly and lay back down next to her pulling the covers up
around them. "It can be like that when you trust me to take you there
sweets." He wrapped her in his arms. "Would you like me to stay with
you tonight?"

Asaile curled up to him, snuggling close to his chest and resting her
cheek against his shoulder. The contented sense of warmth, safety, and
completion filled her chest with love for the man beside her. "Yes.
please" She rubbed her cheek against his shoulder, closing her eyes
with a smile. "I hope we do that often, Bryvin. I liked it very much."
She paused and then looked up at him with a faint flush, then a
giggle. "My mother...she said you would uhm...mount me. But...I
thought it would be like a runner stallion taking a mare or a ram
taking a ewe. I didn't know that we would lay like that."

"There are many ways," he acknowledged with a chuckle. "But I thought
this would be best for your first time. We can try others when you
want to be adventurous," he smiled. This was a pleasant surprise right
off the bat. "I'm very glad you liked it. That was my plan. Always
start off the way you want to go is the way I see it, and I can
promise that we will do it as often as you like sweets." He enfolded
her and drifted towards sleep. "Sleep Asaile. The morning will bring
fresh surprises."

There were? Asaile couldn't help but wonder, even as she was cuddled
close to her husband and she yawned sleepily. His embrace was
comforting and she adored the pet name he gave her. Wrapped in warm,
strong arms, Asaile gave a deep sigh of contentment. Her husband, she
thought before she drifted to sleep, was the most wonderful, loving
man on Pern.

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