A Night to Forget (m)

Draconian · June 29, 2015, 09:22:50 PM

Gardenia glared, lifted her chin and held her shoulders back. "Yu-p" The p came out as a pop and there was challenge in her voice, "Think you can take me, Pretty Boy?"

Rhindeer · June 29, 2015, 09:28:52 PM

Hyacinthe sighed and cracked his knuckles and rolled his head to pop his neck, too. "I'd rather not," he said as he rose to his knees on the bed, as though preparing to actually go through with it . "It's ungentlemanly to fight a lady, especially one's wife, because of your...unfair disadvantage."

Draconian · June 29, 2015, 11:26:11 PM

Gardenia simply lifted her chin more but...

A sigh and she threw back the blanket - he was going to see all of her eventually - and shuffled over to the used side of the bed. "Fine. Just... For the love of Kia, go to sleep. We can fight in the morning." And so she flopped on the bed in the middle, the blood having been mostly on that side.

"We can even pretend to like one another in the morning, if it pleases you husband." Then the blankets were pulled up to her neck and she held the pendant while she tried to sleep. Mostly just laid there with her eyes closed.

Rhindeer · June 30, 2015, 01:30:51 AM

A-bwuh?!

Gardenia took him aback completely when, just like that, the covers were thrown back and Hyacinthe got a nice, long eyeful of everything, no details left to the imagination! He'd thought he'd been hot under the collar before, but that made him blush enough he was surprised he didn't pop a vessel, and with a choked sound, he turned his head away and shielded his eyes to be polite, give her some privacy.

Ohhh wow. Those were some nice breasts, indeed. And her legs. Gods! This had to be some sort of punishment for something he didn't know he'd done, or maybe something he was bound to do.

Whatever the case may be, at least he got what he wanted, which was that she moved. When he felt the blankets stop shifting, he peeked cautiously back at her, saw she was covered to her chin, and let his breath out slowly.

"Much obliged, wife," he muttered, before he slipped his shirt off and tossed it onto the ground. Make it look like it was a wild night. Why not? Besides, those clothes were for the wedding day, which meant he cared for them not a bit.

Avoiding eye contact with Gardenia, he unlaced his breeches and slipped out of them, followed by his smallclothes, and then blew out the candles and scrambled beneath the blankets at record speed. With a grunt, he flopped over onto his side so his back was to her as she hovered right at the edge of the bed, as far from her as he could get.

"Sweet dreams, darling wife," he grumbled, and closed his eyes tightly.

Draconian · June 30, 2015, 01:42:44 AM

Gardenia did not stay on her side of the bed.

The lure of warmth had her make her way over to the forbidden side of the bed and she'd found herself pressed tightly against a warm fleshy wall. It smelled nice. The morning sun was warming her back and she snuggled closer to the other source of heat, her chest was pressed against it and there was hair tickling her nose but... Sleep was to be had so she only nuzzled closer.

The thing in her hand though. Gardenia gave an experimental flex of her hand, frowning at just what exactly she was grabbing on the other side of this wall but...

Oh. Ohhhh.

Gardenia's eyes snapped open and all she saw was naked flesh. Naked husband back flesh. Which meant that what she had in her hand was... If it was possible to be red like a rose, than Gardenia was it. Quickly she closed her eyes, gave a sigh and snuggled closer. Maybe she could pretend to sleep. Well, she'd been half asleep when she'd fondled his cock and now she wasn't but her hand was still on it and slowly, oh so slowly she drew her hand from his dick up to his chest and snuggled as close as she could.

All but plastered to his back now she gave a very quick glance at the other side of the bed and ... They were right on the edge. Maybe... Maybe she could cover this up.

Another snuggle closer a quiet sleepy noise and she rolled them off the bed and onto the floor.

Rhindeer · July 01, 2015, 12:08:31 AM

Hyacinthe was not asleep.

Not at all.

He'd slept well, for the most part, and had some interesting, stress-induced dreams that had...turned strangely erotic at some point, and that was about the point that he woke up and found that his dreams had a basis in reality. Gardenia was snuggled against his back, her steady breathing telling him she was sound asleep, and her hand...

Oh gods. Her hand was on him. On the smaller him. She was holding his cock.

Worse yet, between the flexing of her hand and the dream, he was rock hard but so not ready to go, because while his body said "let's bang!", his mind was saying "KILL ME NOW."

He froze. Froze completely. Holy sweet Kia. What...what should he...? Nope, nope, just close your eyes and think of Serendipity! Mind over matter! Just. Pretend it wasn't happening. No. That was a stupid idea. He started to slip a hand down, intending to pry hers away from him, but paused in panic because he didn't want to wake her. If he woke her, and she woke up with his hand on hers and her hand on his dick, she might think him a total creeper that had put her hand there! They didn't know each other, after all! Or wait. What if she was a creeper and only pretending to sleep? Shit! Shit! Shit!

Gardenia, fortunately, took the decision from him, and for a moment he felt sheer relief when she drew her hand away and to his chest. His heart was beating far too fast for him to be sleeping, and he hoped she was dead asleep so she didn't feel it! Shit! How was he supposed to sleep now? With a subtle shift, he slid a hand down to block his crotch, just in case, and willed his willy to calm down and go back to sleep like he wanted to--GAH!

With nowhere else to go, he abruptly tipped over the edge and landed on his side with a painful thud that jarred his hip and shoulder--right before Gardenia landed atop him and drove the wind from his lungs as, reflexively, he grabbed at her to try to shove her off, and got a handful of bare ass.

Draconian · July 01, 2015, 12:46:23 AM

Score.

He totally didn't know she was awake.

Whacking her head against the bed frame hadn't been part of the plan and even though she did not appreciate his hand on his ass her head was hurting and so was her mouth. Gardenia frowned down at Hyacinthe before she realized she'd bitten her lip and was bleeding on him. Her hands wiped at the blood drops on him and she pressed her face to the sheets with a quiet sigh. Finally when she was moved off of him, she simply had a bare leg hanging over his side and was not completely off the poor boy.

Then the maids walked in with breakfast.

Gardenia stared for a long moment, one hand over her face, Hyacinthe under her gasping for air and the few maids gave them a long stare before backing out of the room and closing the door after uttering a quiet 'we'll come back later'.

Honestly she felt a little bad.

Then Gardenia decided she didn't, stuck her tongue out at him and stood up, stomping her way to his clothing, tossing it at him and then going to her dresser to pull a nightgown on since a whole dress would take too long to wear. "Good Morning," She grinned at him, chipper with a puffy lower lip.

Rhindeer · July 01, 2015, 02:18:19 PM

Ah! She was bleeding! Hyacinthe had definitely heard the thunk of her smacking her head, but it had blended with the thud of him hitting the floor, so he hadn't realized she was injured until she was dripping blood all over him. His eyes went wide with horror, because now he had a naked, bleeding girl on him, he still had a hard-on, and his hands were going places they shouldn't be, though he was too stunned to do the logical thing and remove them.

Instead he just stared like a gaping fish.

Then the maids came in.

Alksjdgfdhsjkl;j!

He wanted to die. He wanted to just disappear, reappear in a hole somewhere, and just die. Let the insects have him, donate his property to the poor to say he'd done one good thing in his life and just...die. His face was beet red and he finally snatched his hands back to press the heels of his palms into his eyes, slowly grinding them as though to squish out his eyeballs as he let out a groan and accepted his fate.

At least...at least no one could say they hadn't gone at it like bunnies in heat.

He guessed.

As soon as Gardenia rolled off him, he rolled onto his side with his back to her and face to the bed, hands still over his face because after being fondled and walked in on, he wasn't sure he could face the day.

"What's good about it?" he grumbled.

Draconian · July 01, 2015, 02:49:03 PM

( I legit felt like a giant bitch writing this xD )

That was an eventful night. Gardenia rubbed at her lip, some small part of her enjoying the embarrassment and pain her new husband was going through. Some small sadistic part that wanted him to hurt as much as she did. Sure it wasn't his fault, but he was going to be the safest person to take it out on.

So she did. It wasn't like they could get unmarried. It was political. They could get along one day. Maybe.

Gardenia gave a sneer before it turned into a small smile and she plucked at her nightgown. "Well, now we don't have to touch one another until we're pressured to make heirs," She said sweetly, fluttering her eyes at his back. "Which will require us to... That." After putting her hair into a sloppy braid she went and stood over him, hands on her hips.

"There's a robe for you in my closet, the maids put it there - not me - or you can just put your old clothes on. I'm going to get breakfast, I expect you to be out of my room by the time I get back." Then her footsteps could be heard leaving the room, the door opened and she paused briefly.

"Have a nice day, Hyacinthe." Gardenia had no intention of running into him for the rest of it.

The sound of the door closing sounded final.