regency au } { of wedding nights and learning the ropes

[wellread]

Patience: [the cabin, while often being closed up for winter around this time of year, is still in it's summer splendor, dressed with fresh linens and cleaned for the newlyweds on their arrival. The usual servants are in place to ensure that there are meals, but for the most part they will be keeping to themselves for the time that Sam and Patience are here, giving the new couple a chance to explore each other in their own time. After a few long days on the road, they arrive just as the sun is going down on the lake, casting warm reddish-purple light on the cabin itself]

Sam: [it is beautiful here, and he still can't believe that he and Patience have finally reached this point. Their courtship was long, but now it feels as if it was too short. Now he was a husband, and it came with duties that he still wasn't sure he knew how to do. Still, that doesn't distract from the beauty sitting across the carriage from him, and he smiles as they arrive] It seems we are here, my lady.

Patience: [smiles as she looks over the water.] I've always loved this place. [probably because it was her mother's favorite. the servants come to unload their luggage and one of the maids flashes her a smile]

Maid: We set dinner for you in the master chamber, my lady. Figured you and the young lord would like your privacy when you arrived.

Patience: Thank you. And thank you for ensuring things were ready.

Maid: Oh, it was our pleasure, love. Congratulations on your happy day. I remember when you and your sisters were much younger ... [ and launch into long story about the young Hale-Gilbert children running up and down the lake having all kinds of adventures as everything is shuffled inside]

Sam: [and he is grinning, because it is totally a story about the sisters doing things they shouldn't. He will get out and help Patience down from the carriage while the story goes on]

Maid: [the story goes on for a bit, long enough for them to get inside and be shown the bedchamber with periodic interruptions for things they should know about the cabin, and oh we set a fire too, and when all is said and done, the maid prepares to leave them together in the bedroom] We will be back to prepare breakfast, but until then, you should have the place to yourself. You know how to send word to town should you run into any trouble?

Patience: I do. Thank you. [the maid nods, and with that she and the other servants exit the house to return to the city proper, leaving Sam and Patience truly alone for the first time in their young married lives. No chaperones, no parents, none of it. She takes a deep breath, before looking over to Sam and ... trying to figure out where they should begin] Are you hungry?

Sam: I could eat. [he goes to help her take her cloak off.] It would be rude not to eat what they set out.

Patience: [she nods as the cloak is removed, leaving her in her simple travel dress, and she makes her way over to the table to inspect it. It's nothing that won't keep, it seems. Mostly finger foods, the kind designed to still be filling, but can be easily eaten without much propriety. because the servants likely assumed that they would have other things on their mind before actually eating the food that was set out]

Sam: [he removes his cloak as well, then looks at the food. He is sometimes unnerved about the amount of people invested in his and Patience's sex life... to be]

Patience: [glances back to him, and given she knows his faces by now, looks at him curiously] What's wrong?

Sam: [bites his lip] Do you find it weird at how everyone is interested in our private bedroom affairs?

Patience: [her eyebrows go up] Define "interested."

Sam: Just planning for us wanting to be alone, leading us directly to our bedchambers instead of the sitting room, setting out food that isn't a proper meal, but more morsels to be eaten for energy and can last on the table for a day or two without proper storage.

Patience: I don't think it's interest so much as ... assumption. We did just get married.

Sam: I know. I just... they aren't expecting us to stay naked in bad for the entire honeymoon, are they?

Patience: No, I doubt it. But ... technically this is our wedding night. I think they thought we would have other things on our mind. [A pause] Just because they have their assumptions doesn't mean we have to live up to them either. We don't have to do anything, Sam, unless you want to.

Sam: [he rubs the back of his head] It's not that I don't want to, Patience. It's just... [he hasn't told her outright, though she probably knows since she has been the only woman he loved]

Patience: [she moves over to him, resting her hand on his arm] I haven't either, you know.

Sam: And in so, neither of us knows what to do, and I don't want to do something to hurt you.

Patience: I understand. But we are never going to learn unless we try. [and she very much does wish to try]

Sam: [so does he, but he's so very cautious] Well, then. [and he will smile and lean in to give her a gentle kiss]

Patience: [smiles as she leans in to kiss him back, moving closer to settle into his arms]

Sam: [this part he knows and can do easily. He enjoyed this part a lot, and he will lead her back to sit down so they didn't have to worry about balance]

Patience: [that will be good, as she is much, much shorter than him, and she will go move one hand to rest against the back of his neck, fingers sliding up into his hair]

Sam: [which is long and flowing in the proper gentlemanly way. He is just going to caress her back, enjoying the moment with no need to rush]

Patience: [she doesn't intend to rush anything either, though eventually she does shift on the bed so that she's resting on her knees, giving her a little bit of height in the kiss, though not much because kneeling on the bed she's still the length of his torso.]

Sam: [sorry for being so tall, wife. When she is there, he will move his hands to hold her waist gently, trying to give her balance and support]

Patience: [it's not his fault, and she enjoys it, honestly. most of the time it makes her feel safe, but right now it's terribly obvious and she leans in to the hands on her waist, still continuing with the kissing until the kissing is not enough and she moves one of her hands to his, placing it against his wrist and gently guiding that hand up her side towards the curves of her chest, hoping he will follow her lead]

Sam: [he will. Always the gentleman. Always gentle. They have behaved for so long, and he always waits for her consent. This counts, and his hand will continue up on its own, fingers running along the side of her breast before cupping it in his large paw-like hands]

Patience: [she hums her approval, pressing forward into his hands as she continues the kiss, not really trusting herself with words but still wanting to know what it feels like when he's touching her, even if it's still over her dress. she's bottled up this side of herself for so long that now that it's finally here it almost feels like too much at once - there's too many things she wants at once - but she knows she needs to be patient and that they'll get there when they get there]

Sam: [her name begets her state of mind. She doesn't have to wait long. As he relaxes, his own desires start to manifest. His lips leave hers, skimming along her jaw to then kiss her neck.]

Patience: [her eyes remain closed as her head tips back, giving him better access to her neck. even though she's not a wolf, she still enjoys the press of his lips there, and combined with the press of his hand against her chest she finds herself pressing against him more, responding more to him as he relaxes and letting him take more of a lead]

Sam: [and soon his other hand will slide to her leg, inching up her dress until he can slide his hand along her knee, finding the skin under the silks]

Patience: [fortunately for him, this dress isn't overly complicated - a light dress designed for a full day of travel, but there are still a few layers his fingers have to slide under before he finally reaches his destination. She shifts her knees, giving him room to get under so she's not pinning the fabrics, and he'll feel the way she shivers when his fingers find the inside of her leg]

Sam: [and he will run his fingers gently along her leg, only going as far as she gives him access too, not wanting to touch her THERE just yet]

Patience: [given the layers and how she's kneeling she can feel him reach about mid-thigh before sliding back down again, and she can feel her heart race with anticipation. The warmth that curls low in her stomach makes her feel flushed and she has too much on and some of it needs to come off. One of the hands fisting in his shirt lets it go, moving to the laces of her outer dress, starting to tug and loosen them]

Sam: Here, let me help you get that off. [it takes his hands off her, but he can focus on freeing her from the laces, slowly unwrapping his wife]

Patience: [between the two of them they can peel the outer part of her dress off, and she pulls out her arms and lets her wriggle backwards onto the bed. She stretches out towards the pillows at the head of the bed, in the much thinner shift that does less to hide the way her body is reacting to him. Once her feet are free of the dress, she reaches up to pull him close again]

Sam: [as she slides away from him, he removes another layer of his clothing, hesitates, and then pulls his undershirt off. He is just in his britches, his chest still developing as he is finally growing into his body. He goes to her, letting her pull him closer and he will kiss her again, hovering over her]

Patience: [her eyes take him in eagerly as he moves closer, leaning up into the kiss. She slows it, sinking in and enjoying it for a moment, before her hands move up over his back. She lets her fingers trail over his his skin, tracing the muscles with her fingers before pushing down gently to get him closer]

Sam: [he straddles her hips with his knees to give him balance, getting closer and using one hand for balance, the other to run along her hip and up her ribs, then down across her stomach]

Patience: [she arches up into the press of his fingers, the roll of her body following his hand as it moves down her body, eventually she pulls back from the kiss and meets his eyes as she draws her hands down his chest and lingering just above the waist of his pants]

Sam: [he stares into her eyes a long moment, then nods, wanting her to explore]

Patience: [she nods before slipping lower, staying over his clothes still, but letting her hand move to cup him through the fabric of his pants, keeping her touch gentle but still trying to get a feel for him]

Sam: [well, Patience, you're going to get a big surprise. Not that he knows what normal is, but if he had been a playboy, the ladies would have made him a man of legend]

Patience: [yeah, Ana might have ... mentioned her theories because she's that kind of person and she's not really sure what normal is either, but she is on the tiny side so the size does make her a little anxious. Still, she wants to do this, so she takes a breath and begins to move her hand slowly against him, still over the cloth of his pants for now, her fingers curling slightly to try and get a better sense]

Sam: [and that will elicit a moan from deep in his throat, rumbling his chest. He leans down to kiss her, hands sliding back up to gently cup her breasts]

Patience: [she sinks back into the kiss with a moan of her own, keeping applying steady pressure until she gets brave again, and her hand slides beneath the cloth, touching him fully as she feels his skin against hers]

Sam: [and that is more stimulation than he is used to. There is a strangled cry as he presses against her hand, his first orgasm coming on too quickly to stop it.]

Patience: [she feels him jerk and breaks the kiss, looking up, concerned] Did I do something ...?

Sam: Yes, but it was a good thing. It felt really good. [he's sweating, panting for air]

Patience: Oh. [and then she realizes and blushes] Oh. Well ... good that it was ... good. [but she will pull her hand back a bit so that it's resting on his stomach again] Was it too much?

Sam: No, I just, I've never... I've never let anyone touch me like that. Dean said it felt good but I never realized...

Patience: [her mouth works for a moment around a slightly awkward question, but she is curious] Have you ever ... touched yourself?

Sam: Not really. Father was very strict about sins like that.

Patience: Oh. [a pause, before she tips her head to look at him] Does it bother you if I have? Myself, I mean. Not you.

Sam: No, no not at all. [he leans back a bit] Could you... help show me how to please you? Books don't really help here. [sheepish]

Patience: [she nods, because she can help with that, but since she's mostly accustomed to the one angle, she shifts out from under him a little and goes to tug at her nightgown] Sit against the headboard?

Sam: [nods, doing so.]

Patience: [normally this is done in the bath, to keep the scent to a minimum, so she follows that lead. She tugs her nightgown off over her head, because he's going to have to see her eventually, before moving to sit between his legs, tipping her head back against his shoulder as she reaches for his hand, guiding one to her breast, while the other comes to rest against her stomach, for now]

Sam: [well, he knows mostly what to do with a breast by now, so he can handle that. The other spot, however, he watches over her shoulder, his lips pressed against her shoulder, nursing the skin softly]

Patience: [she closes her eyes and savors the feeling of having his hands there for real, not just her imagining them. She doesn't do much to direct his hands, just gives him a general direction to go and let him explore the rest, but curls the fingers against the hand on her stomach, keeping it there until just enough anticipation builds before she starts to guide it lower, to the space between her legs]

Sam: [and he will bit his own lip, watching as she guides his hand slower. He tries to keep his touches feather light, but as they get lower, he presses a bit harder, trying to find the firmness of the skin in the area]

Patience: [once his hand arrives she moves her own upward, curling around his wrist and letting him feel his way himself. His hands are much bigger then hers, so she parts her legs a little more, giving him free reign of every inch of her. He's her husband now. She's his to explore, and from what he can tell, she's already very receptive to his touch]

Sam: [his brother had given him a basic lady anatomy 101 a few times over the years. He knows what he should do, just hasn't ever done it. So he will explore, looking for the landmarks Dean told him around, making sure he is gentle]

Patience: [she closes her eyes and leans back against him, arching with a soft gasp when his fingers brush over her clit in his explorations, one hand moving from her breast to find his arm to hold on to. It's much better than her tentative explorations on her own, and she wants more]

Sam: [when he feels the change of her posture, and that soft gasp, he knows he's in the right space. He runs his finger along the warm, slick slit--back and forth, tracing the edges with a little tweak of her clit on each circle]

Patience: [she responds eagerly to his touch, little noises sneaking out as her hips lift to meet his touch. one hand sneaks up, tipping her head back so that he can lean down to kiss her]

Sam: [which he will, his hand on her breast playing with her nipple as his other circles her lower lips until finally he thinks it's slick enough to slowly press against her entrance and slide in]

Patience: [she gasps at the intrusion - his fingers are bigger than hers but it feels good, and her head falls back from the kiss with a soft moan at the intrusion.]

Sam: [and he'll kiss along her jaw, but is worried she might hurt her neck so he will shift them to lay his wife down, him laying just off to the side to keep his weight off her, but still able to continue his hands' explorations]

Patience: [she shifts under him, her hands free to roam over his back and sides and into his hair, keeping him close as his fingers continue to pull more pleased noises from her, and more slickness greets his fingers]

Sam: [Dean had told Sam that since he was "larger" than most men, he would need to prepare Patience well before they tried to consummate. So he will continue to thrust his finger in and out of her sheath while his lips travel down to suck a nipple between them]

Patience: [Ana told her the same thing, that the better "prepared" she was, the easier it would be, but she can already feel a tension starting to coil within her as his ministrations make the pressure build, one hand tangling into his hair as she arches up to meet his mouth]

Sam: [when he starts to feel her loosen more, he adds a second finger, slowing down to allow the thicker penetration time to allow her body to accept it]

Patience: [she gasps again, shifting her legs slightly to give him easier access to better accommodate his fingers, her hips still gently rocking up to meet his hand]

Sam: [and he will continue to thrust, slowly building in speed and depth, his lips changing breasts in the meantime]

Patience: [as he speeds up, she can feel that tension building again, tension curling tighter and tighter and her hands slide down, one curling against his shoulder, the other gripping the sheets next to her] Sam ... [she's not sure to what end she's saying his name but she's getting close to that coming apart feeling]

Sam: [and he will keep going, his lips trailing back up her neck to kiss against her jaw. He tries to get his fingers deeper into her, looking for a spot that is supposed to "feel different". Dean says it will be a good feeling for her and Sam would "know when he finds it"]

Patience: [the moment he does is the moment she can't hold it together anymore and everything crests, her body quivering and shivering under his touch as she slowly comes down]

Sam: [and he will gently bring her back down, then slide his fingers out and wipe them on the bed as he kisses her proper]

Patience: [she kisses him back eagerly, her hands come up to cup his face and pull him closer, relaxing into that post-orgasm feeling]

Sam: You looked like you enjoyed that. [smiles against her lips]

Patience: [she smiles in return, one hand coming up to tuck a strand of hair away from his face] Better than I've imagined.

Sam: Do you want to keep going?

Patience: [she nods. her fantasies never went past him touching her the way he has, but she wants more. Her legs shift, opening to give him more space to move between him and she pulls him in to kiss him deeply]

Sam: I'm worried about hurting you. [he was ready again, and she'd see how different his fingers was from his penis]

Patience: [she does see that, but she also knows they can't be afraid of this forever] Ana said as long as I was prepared and took our time, it would be fine. Just ... go slow.

Sam: Of course. [and he will kiss her quickly before pulling back] Would you feel more comfortable controlling how fast we go this time?

Patience: [she shakes her head. Normally she has too much control in most things, and he's her husband] I trust you. If it feels wrong, I'll tell you.

Sam: Ok. [and he's nervous, but he will shift to get into the right position. He trusts Patience to tell him if he needs to stop, so he will go slow and guide himself to slowly push inside of her]

Patience: [she slowly shifts her hips to meet him, moaning as he slides into her. it's a tight fit, but it doesn't feel wrong. It feels good until it's too much and he needs to ease out and slide back in again to get a little further]

Sam: [and he will do so, going slow and trying to get just a bit further with each stroke. He already orgasmed once earlier, so he'll be able to last longer and have better control of himself]

Patience: [she does her best to move with him, staying close and taking deep breaths as the path eases and gets better. It's still not completely comfortable, but she knows it will get easier. And soon, he's in her completely and she looks up at him with a small smile, before leaning in to kiss him deeply]

Sam: [and he will kiss her back, his arms going to rest near her head so that his fingers could play through her hair]

Patience: [continues the kiss eagerly, just basking in this feeling of them finally being together before him shifting her hips a bit and urging him to pick up speed]

Sam: [which he will do. It doesn't take long for his nervousness to fade away, his movements more confident and strong, wanting to please himself and his wife.]

Patience: [as his strokes become more sure, she starts to melt under him, small pleased noises falling from her lips on each stroke as she feels herself starting to climb again]

Sam: [and he'll keep kissing her, getting faster. When he starts to feel her squeeze around him, he knew she was close. He was also close, and pressed in deeper to really make themselves as close as possible]

Patience: [between the pressure and the excitement and change in speed soon as her falling over the edge, breaking the kiss as she tries to catch her breath]

Sam: [and he isn't that far behind, groaning as he falls over the edge, thrusting in as deep as he can and trying to stay there as he rides the orgasm before relaxing, his head hanging over Patience's, sweat dripping from his face and hair]

Patience: [she looks up to meet his eyes with a small smile, before leaning up to kiss him briefly] That wasn't so bad, was it? [teasing]

Sam: I think I could get used to it. [smiles and kisses her back]

Patience: [she laughs] Good. [one hand caresses his cheek gently] I love you.

Sam: I love you too. [he'll turn his head and kiss her palm] My one and only.

Patience: [her thumb brushes his cheekbone with a small smile, before nudging him gently as him being inside her still is starting to get uncomfortable]

Sam: Oh. Yeah. [and he will roll onto his side, pulling her closer even as he feels cold when he slides out of her]

Patience: [goes where she's pulled, pressing into his side and tucking her head against his shoulder and getting comfortable]

Sam: [and he will kiss the top of her head] Let's get some sleep. Tomorrow is a new day.

Patience: [she nods, and closes her eyes to drift off comfortably in her husband's arms]