The Night After - One Shot
Requested? Yes: can you don one where you’re waiting till marriage and the wedding night comes and fluff smut and fluff and with simon thanks - Anonymous
Word Count: 892
Requests: I’ve got 6 more to do, so requests are closed for the moment.
Warnings: contains nudity
Today was the day. Simon and I were finally husband and wife. Since the moment we got home, I just had this strange feeling. It felt weird because for once, I was actually completely happy with what life was like at the moment.
One of my best friends gave me a ‘wedding gift’ which was basically just a huge basket with loads of Lush cosmetics. So as soon as I got home, I stripped down and decided to treat myself to a nice relaxing bath with one of my favourite Lush bath comets.
Simon was in the room right next to the bathroom in our flat, watching TV, but my eyes shot open as soon as I heard him call my name
'In here,’ I said as I heard him make his way to the bathroom.
'Oh hey,’ he said, appearing in the doorframe, his dimples appearing in both cheeks. I was very much naked under a thin sheet of bubbles, and it was still a rare occasion that he got to see me fully comfortably naked in front of him.
'Hi,’ I giggled at him.
'How long have you been in there?’ He asked as he stripped off formal tie and started to unbutton his nice white button-down shirt. I admired him as he did so.
'Since we came home, pretty much.’ I giggled, not at all ashamed of the hour I spent bathing in my own dirt.
'Hey, I saw you looking at me like that. I caught you!’ He said, winking and pointing at me. I giggled at him again and covered my face with my hands to hide my blushed cheeks.
'Come on, get out of there, your fingers are going to look like prunes.’ He said, disappearing back down the hall again.
'You don’t like me with prune fingers?’ I asked loudly so that he would still hear me.
'I like you with anything,’ he said and I smiled to myself. I had the sweetest husband in the world.
I eventually dragged myself out of the bath because he was probably wanting to 'celebrate’, and wrapped myself in a big white towel. I walked back in our room, having completely forgotten to bring any clothes with me into the bathroom.
Simon was laying down on our bed, one hand tucked behind his head and the other flicking through TV channels. 'No, come here,’ he said, patting the spot beside him as I walked towards the wardrobe.
I smiled and walked over, collapsing next to him, and then shuffling so I could see the TV screen, too. He took the arm that was underneath his head and wrapped it around my body, his fingers gripping my hip, his forearm and wrist resting lightly on my bum.
We finally decided on a TV show we both liked, and I snuggled up to him, getting comfortable. I couldn’t focus on the show though, because Simon was rubbing his fingers along my hip, pulling me closer into him. He then trailed up my back and hooked his fingers on the inside of my towel which I was still wrapped in.
'Si?’ I asked.
'Hm?’ He hummed.
'Stop it, you’re giving me goose bumps,’ I said honestly and he giggled.
'How can I resist? You smell good, look good, and your skin is super soft.’
I giggled and snuggled closer to him, moving up so I could rest my head in the crook of his neck. To be fair, he smelled good, too.
But Simon had other plans as his fingers trailed further down my back, loosening my towel around me.
'Simon!’ I said as he reached the lowest point of my lower back. He flicked the TV off and turned to look at me, putting a hand underneath my chin gently and looking at me lovingly with his blue eyes before delicately shutting them and leaning in to press his lips to mine. His kisses were soft and tender, but slowly grew more passionate and needy.
I felt his teeth gently tug at my bottom lip, begging for an entrance so I slowly opened my jaw and allowed him to explore my mouth. I noticed his hands reach inside my towel and hugging my curves. His hands were warm but gentle on my skin.
Before things became too messy, we both stopped the kiss and he leaned back, smiling at me warmly.
'I can’t believe you’re my wife,’ He said, slightly out of breath. His hair as messy and tangled. I reached up to unbutton the last two buttons of his fancy shirt and tugged at his sleeves, leaving him shirtless. I admired his toned upper body, placed a finger between his pecs and slid it down to his toned stomach.
'See this?’ I asked, pointing at him. 'I love all of this,’ I said, knowing how insecure he was about his body, but I also knew he knew I wasn’t lying when I complimented him. I watched as his crater-deep dimples appeared in his cheeks.
He leaned in, pressing his hands on the mattress just above my shoulders, making him hover above me.
'See this?’ He trailed his finger down to my bare stomach and pressed his palm against it. 'I hope we’ll have a miniminiminter growing in there soon,’ He leaned down and pressed another loving kiss to my lips.
Okay so you said fluff smut and fluff and i didn’t know what to do with that so I hope this is ok