Beautiful (PG-17)

Writers: Suzee, Heather
Date Posted: 12th July 2013

Characters: Arippa, Reven
Description: The Wedding Night
Location: Emerald Falls Hold
Date: month 13, day 30 of Turn 6
Notes: Follows "Happy Gathering"
Rating: PG-17

Arippa

Reven

Arippa smiled a little hesitantly as her gaggle of attendants swept
into the wedding suite. The ladies laughed and chatted and said
horrible things about the men in their lives while they cheerfully
began disrobing the bride to make her ready for the groom.

When one of them moved to take her pendant off she stopped her. "No,
that is a gift from Reven. Please leave it."

"Oh very well," giggled the girl. "I'm sure it will come off at some
point." To another one of the women she added. "I don't know why we're
putting her in a gown at all."

Said gown of soft and almost transparent fabric was tossed over her
head and Arippa's arms pulled through the sleeves. She was beginning
to get nervous as they prepared her and pulled back the furs of the
big marriage bed.

"Did you see the size of the man? One of the younger married women
asked. "Big man, big hands, big feet. I'm betting there's something
else big on him."

Laughter erupted and just as Arippa climbed up onto the bed having
been divested of every shred of clothing but her very revealing gown,
they could hear the shouts and cheering of a pack of drunken men
bringing the groom toward the room.

She barely got under the covers and situated sitting against the
pillows before they burst into the room. She wanted to snatch the
covers up to her chin but custom dictated they lay in her lap like her
hands giving the leering men a rather good view of dark nipples
against the fine cloth.

Reven was smiling with the men that had shoved him into the room.
While they had tried their best to force as many drinks on him as they
could, Reven was not about to let his wedding night go by in a drunken
blur. He wanted to remembered every gasp, and moan that Arippa emitted
that night at his hands. The Holder stopped short, his eyes darkening
with lust as he caught sight of his new wife waiting for him in bed.
Her beautiful hair was splayed around her. Reven's eyes traveled
lower, stopping at the breasts he could see pressing against her thin
nightgown.

"Everybody out!" Reven turned and with his arms stretched out he began
herding the rowdy group of men back out into the hallway. There was a
general groan of protest, but Reven wasn't about to let these men gawk
at his wife.

Closing the door and locking it, Reven turned and advanced on the bed,
his eyes never leaving Arippa's.

"Finally, we can be alone."

"Y-yes," she replied with very wide eyes. The eyes raking her a moment
before had caused her to tremble and the way Reven looked she didn't
know if she should be afraid. He looked more intense than he had
before.

Reven shrugged out of the surcoat he wore and made quick work on the
buttons of his tunic. Casting the garment aside, the discarded item
fluttered to the floor in a soft rustle of fabric. Reven's eyes never
left Arippa's even as he undressed. Tugging his boots off, Reven left
his breeches on, for the moment.

**Take it easy, Reven.** He had to remind himself that his beautiful
wife was pure and he would need to take it slow.

Drawing the lights down low, Reven slipped into the bed then and
gently brushed a lock of Arippa's hair from her shoulder.

"You look beautiful."

It might have been just a bit shaky at first but Arippa smiled. He
didn't look quite so hungry as he had a minute ago. He looked more
like the Reven she'd come to admire and even begin to think she might
love someday. "Thank you," she said softly. Intellectually she knew
what was supposed to happen tonight, her father being a beastcrafter
and all but she wasn't quite sure how it worked between people and
that made her a little uncertain.

Sensing his wife's nerves. Reven reached for Arippa with both arms and
drew her against his chest. The thin fabric that separated her skin
from his did little to hide the feel of her breasts as they pressed
against him.

"I hope your wedding day was all you had imagined it would be." Reven
said as he stroked the back of his knuckles across Arippa's cheek.
Perhaps a little conversation would help her relax.

"It was," she said as she settled against him and tried to relax.
"Everything was so beautiful." She twisted her head to look up at him.
"Thank you," she said touching the pendant at her neck. It was the
most beautiful thing she'd ever worn.

Reven's body thrummed with desire as he reached up and ran his fingers
over the pendant. He wished that he could give her pretty things all
the time, and when Green Valley was more established he would.

"Relax, Arippa, I won't hurt you." He promised as he ran a hand over
her shoulder. Nothing beyond the usual virgin pain.

"I know Reven," she smiled and hugged him. Truthfully while she was a
bit scared she was also excited by what had almost happened in their
moment of privacy. He'd touched her in ways no one had ever touched
her in her life and she wanted him to do it again. Her body responded
when he touched her and what little he'd done she liked. "Touch me,"
she whispered emboldened by his words. "I want to feel that again."
She didn't quite know how to describe what she'd been feeling but she
was fairly sure _he_ did.

It was all the encouragement that Reven needed as he captured Arippa's
with his own, his hands sliding boldly down his wife's body. The thin
fabric of her night gown could not block the warm feel of her skin
beneath his palms.

She shivered at his touch. It was so much more intense than it had
been through her dress. The memory of his hand carving a searing path
up her thigh made her stomach clench or wash with a trembling feeling
she couldn't name. A soft sigh escaped and her hand moved across his
chest of its own accord.

Reven pulled at the laces on the front of Arippa's night gown,
effectively baring her breasts to his touch. The soft, tender flesh
cupped in his hand was warm. Nibbling on Arippa's lower lip, Reven
slipped his tongue into the silky heat of her mouth.

Felyna had told her the things he did would feel good but she wasn't
prepared for the assault on her senses. Her eyes closed and she just
allowed the wonderful feelings to wash over her. His tongue in her
mouth was a surprise at first but then she gave it a gentle suck and
stroked her own tongue against his. She yearned for something she
couldn't name and her body began to push against his hand of its own
accord.

The innocence and trust that Arippa showed was endearing to Reven, and
it made him that much more determined to do things right. Dipping his
head he kissed along Arippa's neck, his tongue darting out along her
skin, tasting her. Pushing back the blankets that Arippa had pulled to
her waist, Reven ran his hand along her leg, under her gown, and up
her thigh.

Arippa couldn't talk, couldn't even think coherently. It felt so very
good and when his hand started traveling up her leg like it had
started under her dress before she sighed. "Reven," was all she could
say.

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