regency au } { of wedding nights and first times

[impetere]

Cora: [wedding night it is! Because it probably wouldn't have been that long after they came back from their engagement party anyway. And it was a very lovely wedding that her sister helped her plan, but when it's all said and done, Cora is helped out of her wedding dress by her ladies in waiting and she's sitting in bed in her nightgown waiting for Stiles. And her heart is pounding like a freight train but she's trying not to show it]

Stiles: [and after many negotiations, Stiles had gotten the agreement for no consummation witnessing. But it doesn't make him any less nervous, especially with the loud drunk knights walking him to the room shouting crude suggestions]

Cora: [THE BRIDE CAN HEAR YOU BOYS. GOD. Her cheeks darken in response but she waits for Stiles to come in, pulling her blankets up over her chest]

Stiles: [THEY KNOW! HAVE AN AWESOME NIGHT LADY CORA! Stiles finally waves them away, and then takes a deep breath and goes into the room] I swear, you'd think we live in a barn.

Cora: [she shakes her head, pulling her knees into her chest] They were the same way with my sister and she is their alpha.

Stiles: So you already know all the good advice they wish to share. [grins, going to pull at his boot. he may be a bit drunk himself]

Cora: [blushes a bit, looking away as he starts to undress] I didn't really listen.

Stiles: Yes, well half of what they say... I wonder if they are touching a woman or their horses.

Cora: [glances up, her eyes widening in surprise]

Stiles: I'm sorry, that wasn't proper. I may have had a bit too much champagne. [his boots are off, and he laughs, sitting beside her]

Cora: [she smiles softly before nodding] I don't feel champagne the way you do.

Stiles: Too bad. It helps with nerves. Makes you giggly instead of jumpy. [giggles to prove it]

Cora: [she laughs] When we heal, it burns through the alcohol quickly. You may have to deal with a jumpy bride.

Stiles: [he looks over, cupping her cheek] My bride doesn't need to be jumpy. I promised her I would never do anything she didn't wish me to.

Cora: [she leans into his hand unconsciously as she looks down at her knees again] Desire does not always negate nerves, unfortunately.

Stiles: [he leaned closer to kiss her forehead] we don't have to do this tonight if you don't want to. We can take our time.

Cora: I know. [looks up at him] But I want to at least ... try.

Stiles: Are you sure? [his hand traced along her face]

Cora: [she nods, before glancing down at herself] Would it be alright if I kept this on? [she reaches for her shoulder and pulls at the material of the nightgown] Just for now?

Stiles: [nods] Of course. I want you to be comfortable.

Cora: [she nods with a small smile] Thank you.

Stiles: Come here. [and he will guide her to kiss him]

Cora: [and she will go to him and kiss him back, closing her eyes and trying to relax, since this was familiar. He's kissed her before, this isn't new]

Stiles: [and he is going to just stay in her comfort zone for a while, slowly guiding her to lay beside him in bed, linking their free hand together]

Cora: [she goes where he guides her, lying down on the bed as her free hand moves to his shoulder, using that connection with him to steady her]

Stiles: [once he's sure that she's relaxed into the moment, he will shift to slowly put himself on top of her, holding himself up and taking his time settling his weight down on top of her. nothing more, just fitting together, both still clothed]

Cora: [she sucks in a breath as he settles over her, the warm weight of him on top of her making her heart race again, but it's not bad. She shifts uncomfortably for a moment before one leg slips out from under him and folds so that her foot is planted on the bed, trying to ease away some of the discomfort and help them fit better]

Stiles: [he's going to shift, fitting into that spot she opened up for him. He is just going to keep kissing her, and then shift to give her room to move that other leg out of the way]

Cora: [does the same, shifting her leg so that she's cradling his hips between her legs. It feels strange, having him there, but there are still layers of fabric between them, the front of her nightgown bunching up around her hips as her legs move into position]

Stiles: [and he will shift a bit closer, fitting them better. As they keep kissing, she will feel his hips just gently start to move against hers, trying to get her to join him in the stimulation]

Cora: [she feels him move, and she isn't sure what it is at first, but as she opts to follow her instincts, her hips rocking up with the motion of his, drawing a surprised sound from her as pleasurable sensations run through her]

Stiles: [he groans against her lips, deepening the kiss and pressing back against her again, wanting to feel that again]

Cora: [she isn't sure where that sensation is coming from exactly, but his groan makes her feel like she's throbbing, so she continues to shift under him, looking to relieve the sensation which leads to her hips continuing to rock against his]

Stiles: [soon he's unable to breathe and he pants against her skin, kissing along her jaw a moment. his hands slide down along her body, and then one goes to guide one of her legs over his hip, helping give her some more leverage to rock more firmly]

Cora: [her head tips back as he moves from her lips, allow him to move her however he pleases. When she rocks up against him, she can feel him pressing down against her and her breath catches, a fresh batch of nerves surging at the fact that he's so close, even if he's still mostly clothed]

Stiles: [he kissed under her ear, his hands sliding back up her body. He knew she was nervous, and he wanted to give her some more control in what they were doing. Hopefully if she felt she had it, she would relax into it more. So he shifted back, his hands pulling her up off her back and he knelt on the bed, pulling her into his lap as he kissed her neck, his hands running along her back]

Cora: [her fingers tighten against his shoulders as he adjusts them, settling into his lap and ducking her head a bit against his shoulder, not enough to dislodge his lips, but enough that he can't see her face right away. This feels ... strange, and she isn't sure she liked it more than the position they were in before, her heartbeat spiking again as she doesn't know what she's doing, but isn't sure how to ask either]

Stiles: [he will just travel back to her chin, trying to nudge her back to kissing his lips as his hand slides to the small of her back, guiding her to press up against him. He was hard now, ready for her, but he was going to make sure she was ready for him before he went that far]

Cora: [as they wander back to familiar territory she relaxes somewhat. Kissing him is easy, and she's had time to adjust to it. but the position that she's in, pressed against him like this is still making her heart race in a way she can't determine if it's good or bad. She follows where his hands guide her, trusting him completely, and gasping softly when she feels him pressing against her more intimately than before]

Stiles: [he can feel her coming back to him and he deepens the kiss, and his hand goes to slide under her nightgown since it is at her waist, and he just gently returns it to the small of her back, letting her get used to the feel of his hand against her flesh that has always been covered from his sight]

Cora: [her breath catches at the feel of the warm press of his hand, pressing back into his touch on instinct, continuing to lean into the kiss eagerly, part of her wanting more of his touch]

Stiles: [his teeth will drag against her lips, his bare hand sliding up a moment along her back. He's really starting to get hot, so he asks] I need to remove my shirt...

Cora: [rakes her teeth over her bottom lip before nodding, shifting back so he can do that without her interference]

Stiles: [and he will have to pull his hand back to do that, pulling his undershirt off over his head. He's sweating already, not caring that the edges of his scars are showing because he just wants to be with his wife. He needs to breathe a moment, cupping her cheek and smiling before leaning in to kiss her again]

Cora: [her hands start to wander over his skin curiously, starting on his shoulders before slowly starting to travel lower as he kisses her. Her fingers follow the raised skin of his scars gently, slowly calming more as she gets used to being this close to him]

Stiles: [yes, please touch him. He wants to feel her hands on him, and he groans softly as his hand goes back to the edge of the nightgown before his hand is going to run along her thigh, and then up under her gown and along her stomach]

Cora: [the pleased noise spurs her further, her hands moving with a little more purpose as she tries not to let herself be distracted by his hands and where they're touching her.]

Stiles: [his hips grind up against her a bit, his hand moving a bit higher until he takes the chance and just runs along the edge of her breast to see how she will react]

Cora: [there's a soft sound at that, the instinct to wrench away from wandering hands that's been engrained in her since she was old enough to understand about things flaring up but she pushes it down, leaning into his hand slightly. This is her husband. He's allowed to touch her]

Stiles: [he needed to show her it was a good touch. One of the lessons he had learned. So since she hadn't wrenched away, he deepened the kiss as his hand went to gently massage her breast, his thumb gently rubbing along her nipple]

Cora: [she moans softly into the kiss, giving herself a moment to adjust to the touch before she presses into him further, this time more because she wants it, chasing the sensation that his hands are giving her]

Stiles: [good wife. his touch will get more firm, and he will press up again against her as his free hand runs through her hair to keep her close]

Cora: [her breath catches again, fingers dig into his shoulders as her hips rock back down against his in response to him pressing up against her]

Stiles: Please... again... [he has no problem asking for what he wants, and they have been far too silent]

Cora: [opens her eyes to look at him, uncertainty in her gaze, before she tries to repeat the motion, one that had been made more subconsciously than anything else, letting her hips rock forward to meet his]

Stiles: [he groans again, his fingers massaging her breast, clearly enjoying it]

Cora: [her head tips back slightly, back arching into the touch of his hands and her fingers dig into his shoulders more, her nails just grazing against his skin accidentally]

Stiles: [his hand leaves her head, sliding down to her thigh and then carefully sliding between them. He's slow, letting his hand go to start to cup her sex]

Cora: [he'll be able to tell that his touch is clearly having an effect on her, and when she feels his hands against her, her eyes close again for a moment, partially to not push away from him instinctively, shivering at his touch]

Stiles: [he will go to kiss her neck where it meets her shoulder, his fingers gently parting her folds to feel her readiness. He will then find her nub, a gently playful flick]

Cora: [she gasps as something jolts through her, her eyes flickering open at the sensation and her fingers gripping tightly against his back]

Stiles: [and he will leave it, fingers playing in the folds around it before gently running along it again]

Cora: [and more happy noises from her as he plays with her. She's essentially putty in his hands at this point, and he could probably do anything he wanted to her]

Stiles: [that's what he wanted to hear, and he will continue to tease her, eventually guiding her to lay back down as his fingers continue to explore her folds to prepare her as one finger finds her opening and goes to press in]

Cora: [she goes where she's lead, relaxing even more when he takes the lead again. It isn't until his finger slides into her that she tenses again, but only because this was a new sensation to adjust to, and a much more intimate one than there had been previously]

Stiles: [he will kiss her as he feels her tighten on his fingers. His thumb finds her numb to keep her pleasure rolling as he gently thrusts his finger in and out, and then a second, working to start to stretch her to be able to accommodate him. He didn't just want to thrust in and hurt his wife]

Cora: [her back arc into his touch, her hips starting to move slowly in time with his fingers. As she adjusts to the feeling of something being inside of her, she starts to relax more, leaning more eagerly into the kiss]

Stiles: [and when he feels she is ready, his hand will slowly withdraw, pressing his forehead to hers and his hands go to start to remove his pants]

Cora: [she looks down to see what he's doing when he pulls away, and her eyes immediately dart up again, not sure she's ready to see it as of yet]

Stiles: Don't be worried, love. [he kissed her cheek as he chuckled. He tossed his pants away and pulled the covers over them, so that what they did would be hidden from eyes]

Cora: [she huffs before shaking her head] I'm not ... exactly. [she closes her eyes for a moment before tipping her head back to look at him] I've just ... never seen ... one ... before.

Stiles: Would you prefer to?

Cora: [she looks up at him, considering for a moment, before shaking her head] Not this time.

Stiles: Okay. [and he will kiss her as she will feel his shaft sliding through her folds, and then pressing into her]

Cora: [she closes her eyes into the kiss, sliding her arms around his neck and only breaking it when she feels him start to press into her, taking a shaky breath as she adjusts to the sensation of having him inside of her, being with him completely. There is no one else she would trust with something this intimate, who she knows she can trust with this. Her hips shift for a moment, trying to give him better leverage as he enters her, only tensing when she feels him breaking through that last barrier between them with a soft cry]

Stiles: [he pressed his cheek to hers in that cry, keeping himself still so that her body stretched to accommodate his. He smiled though] And now, we are one. [and then he will kiss her again as he starts to move once she shifts to indicate she's ready]

Cora: [it's strange at first, feeling him moving inside her, but eventually the pain and discomfort starts to fade away to something more pleasurable, helping her relax under him as her hips move with his, slowly beginning to learn the rhythm between them]

Stiles: [he knows that her nerves may make it harder for her to find her pleasure, so his hand will slide back between them and gently rub at her nub as he continues the pace, starting to get more firmer and deeper inside of her with each thrust]

Cora: [her hips almost squirm away from him at first, sensation overload, but as she adjusts to the pressure, she feels a kind of tension start to coil in the pit of her stomach that makes her want to writhe against him]

Stiles: [as she starts to move, he will try and match her, keep her in the moment, kissing her deeply until he's panting, speeding up as he cries against her lips, close]

Cora: [the more he pushes her closer to the edge the higher she climbs, tension building in her muscles until she can't take it anymore and everything releases, leaving her a relaxed, sweaty puddle under him]

Stiles: [her tightening around him sends him to join her, falling over the edge and spilling his seed, consummating their marriage. A few more thrusts, and then he holds himself over her, sweaty and his arms shaking as he looks down at her, smiling]

Cora: [it takes her a moment to catch her breath, before looking up at him and smiling in return]

Stiles: I love you, my lady. So much.

Cora: [she knows, she leans in to kiss him softly, holding it for a moment before the position they're in starts to get uncomfortable] Can you ... ?

Stiles: Oh, yes. [and he will shift off, rolling to the side and propping his head up on his hand. He went to pull the blanket up higher on them, and then resting his hand on top of her stomach gently] Better?

Cora: [she nods, before shifting to curl into him more, tucking herself against his shoulder, wanting to keep that closeness, even if they aren't connected anymore]

Stiles: [and he will keep her close, his hand gently running along her shoulder] We should probably sleep. You will be sore in the morning. At least a human would, I don't know about your healing.

Cora: [she pauses before nodding, moving one hand to rest against his chest as she closes her eyes] Good night, Stiles.

Stiles: Goodnight, Cora. [and he will settle in, wrapping his arms around her and keeping her close as they sleep]

Cora: [and she will probably be out for most of the night, and when she wakes up in the morning she may start to get a bit curious]

Stiles: [he was drunk and married and had sex. He's going to be totally out for a while]

Cora: [so she wakes up first, nestled close to him, considering quietly for a moment before raking her teeth over her bottom lip. Then she quietly starts to push the covers back so that she can see more of him. It's warm in the room since Cora's room gets a lot of sun, so she hopes that it doesn't wake him too quickly]

Stiles: [nope. In fact, have a nice look as her shifting has him rolling onto his back. He groans a bit, but doesn't stir yet]

Cora: [she waits for a moment, to make sure he doesn't wake before leaning in closer, mostly exploring him with her eyes and taking him in. In some ways he's beautiful like this, and she tucks her hands under her head, just so she can watch him for a moment]

Stiles: [and he will groan, the sunlight finally getting to him and he is going to blink awake, realize he is looking at the wall and he turns his head to look at her, and then smiles] Hey.

Cora: [smiles in return] Good morning.

Stiles: For a moment, I was worried yesterday was all a dream.

Cora: [she shakes her head] Not a dream.

Stiles: Good. [he looks down, and then chuckles] I appear to have thrown off my blankets during the night.

Cora: [she blushes, before looking away and shifting onto her back more] I ... may have helped.

Stiles: [chuckles] You can look. I am yours to touch as well, you know.

Cora: I didn't want to disturb you.

Stiles: Well, I'm awake now, and very much on display, it seems. [smiles]

Cora: [and that just makes her blush more, reaching for the blankets to pull them back up again] You don't have to be, if it is uncomfortable for you.

Stiles: No, I'm fine, as long as it's with you. [he looks over at her, catching her hand on the blanket] Please, don't hide. In this bed, we are alone. You can do whatever you want.

Cora: [she takes a deep breath before nodding slowly] I just ... don't know what to do.

Stiles: [he smiled, and then took her hand and gently placed it on his chest] Just let your hand decide

Cora: [she lets her hand rest on his chest over his heart for a moment, feeling the thump of his heartbeat under his skin. She knows, abstractly, where he would probably like to be touched, but she's not sure if she can do it. So for now, she just lets her fingers trace the lines of his chest, inching closer to get a better look]

Stiles: [he's going to just watch her, the hand closer to her going to play along her arm]

Cora: [she takes a deep breath, before moving in and letting her fingers rest over his stomach. She's laying on her side, shifting so that she's leaning over him, almost, and as her fingers trail down towards his hips, she leans in to kiss him, hoping that will silence the nerves as she tries to take her time to explore]

Stiles: [he will happily kiss her, groaning softly when she finds sensitive spots, and wiggling away a bit at a ticklish spot with a laugh]

Cora: [the kiss breaks and she grins at him] Are you ticklish?

Stiles: A bit, yes.

Cora: [she's still smiling as her hand wanders lower, avoiding the ticklish spots for now and coming to a stop just above him, hesitating for a moment before she slips lower and lets her fingers brush against him]

Stiles: [and at that he will groan softly, his eyes closing and his head falling back into the pillow a bit]

Cora: [she will take that as a good sign. she shifts her position a bit so that she can see better, letting her fingers explore the length of him as she gets a feel for him]

Stiles: [she will notice a very prominent reaction as blood flows into the area, and his shaft starts to harden under her touch]

Cora: [... oh. that's how that works. She closes her fingers around him, testing the girth for a moment, before she glances up to him again] How ... is this ... good?

Stiles: [..... oh he needs to speak] Yes.... yes... just... [words are hard, ok. So his hand is going to go down and rest on top of hers, guiding her in how to stroke him]

Cora: [she follows his lead, letting him guide her hand. as he continues to get more and more aroused his scent changes to something sweeter, and she dips her head to the nape of his neck, chasing the sweetness of it before pressing a kiss there]

Stiles: [and he's just going to groan, tilting his head to give her better access to his neck. his hand falls away to grab at the bedsheets, trying to keep himself from exploding too quickly]

Cora: [and she's just going to keep going until he tells her to stop, not really sure about how all of this works. her body is starting to buzz with the feelings from the night before, but she's focusing on him for a bit]

Stiles: [finally he looks at her, smiling] My love, I think I'm ready for you, however you wish to have me.

Cora: [... oh. she's back to looking confused again, not really sure how she wants to do this, and pulls back, shifting onto her back again for him to move over her]

Stiles: [he looks at her] Do you want to try and be on top?

Cora: [she glances over to him watching him for a moment before shaking her head] I don't know.

Stiles: Perhaps another time, when you're ready. [and he is going to move over his wife, leaning down to kiss her as his hand goes to lift her nightgown, and then gently rub at her nub]

Cora: [lets him move over her easily, shifting her legs so that he can move over her and moaning softly into the kiss]

Stiles: [once he feels her ready, he will push in again, knowing to still go slow as she gets used to this]

Cora: [she has the good fortune of not being sore this long after their first time together, and she shivers as he enters her, fingers gripping against his back as he moves within her]

Stiles: [and he will kiss her as he makes love to her, his hands going to first massage at her breasts through the nightgown, and then to her head with his fingers in her hair as he deepens the kiss in time to starting to speed up]

Cora: [she feels those sensations starting to ripple through her again, the pressure building and her pleasure becoming more and more vocal as he moves until she finds herself falling over the edge]

Stiles: [he's there with her, and as he comes down he guides her leg to his hip and rolls them to their side so he could stay nice and warm inside of her this time as he lazily kisses her]

Cora: [sighs softly into the kiss, settling as close as she can and relaxing against him]

Stiles: Do we know if they are expecting us for breakfast?

Cora: [she shakes her head] Likely not.

Stiles: Good, because I would love nothing better than to just lay here with you, just like this, all day.

Cora: [she smiles softly at that before nodding] I think I agree.

Stiles: Good, then if we are in agreement.... [he is just going to enjoy kissing his wife for the rest of the day until they are both hungry]

Cora: [she is good with that, and maybe, eventually, he'll be able to talk her out of her nightgown]

Stiles: [perhaps getting her to ride him which will allow him to massage her breasts and suck on them gently as she learns to please her husband on her own]

Cora: [they basically do a lot of exploring]

Peter: [and since the couple hasn't made an appearance through breakfast OR lunch, he will come calling to check on them]

Cora: [startles a bit when she hears him knocking and is going to try and scramble for a robe]

Peter: [he hears that and chuckles] I'm not going to come in, children. I just want to check to make sure you are both okay and if you plan to join us for dinner.

Cora: [totally blushing on the other side of the door, before looking to Stiles]

Stiles: We probably should eat sometime. Yes, we will be down for dinner, Lord Hale.

Peter: Very well. I shall see you then. [and he will go away, the smell from under the door all but confirming that the consummation has been going on]

Cora: [sorry Uncle Peter. Cora is just going to burrow back into Stiles' side to try and cover her embarrassment]

Stiles: [and he will distract her with kisses and playful touches because they are completely adorable]

Cora: [Yep. definitely adorable. and Stiles makes her feel very safe, which is good]

Stiles: [but eventually they will need to clean up and get dressed for dinner, and they are so going to smell of each other]

Cora: [she might try and arrange baths for them before that, so that it doesn't get rubbed in her family's faces]

Stiles: [they should be expecting it]

Cora: [yes, but their baby sister has delicate sensibilities]

Stiles: [he will do whatever she asks. But their family will be happy and then the next day they can leave for their honeymoon tour]