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bakerstreet2025-01-01 06:09 pm
romancereturns) wrote in bakerstreet2025-01-01 06:09 pm
Wedding Night
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The wedding bells have rung - or the correct sacrifices have been made, depending on your culture. Whatever the case may be, you're married now, and the night is yours. However, there is one expectation on you: it's time to consummate the marriage. Whether you're in love, in this marriage because it was arranged, or absolutely in hate with your new spouse, you're with them now. Have you two been intimate before this, or is your first time...with them or first time period? Do you know what you want and are you full of lust, or do you have no clue what's going on? Maybe you even have to seduce your partner who wants nothing to do with this!
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[He toasts her with one hand, lighting up with the other.]
You of everyone should know it'll take a lot more than champagne for that.
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These tits? Perfectly perky. This ass? Legendary! (she's laughing, clearly taking this situation with more levity than he is. zatanna wriggles out of her dress and exchanges it for a nice set of lingerie and a silk robe.)
On ekoms, (she casts on he return---can't have the sprinkler system getting set off.)
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[He's slouched back on the bed now, propped up on his elbow to watch her. He's toed off his shoes and shucked his jacket, and maybe it's that, or more likely it's the weed, but he looks a lot less shellshocked.]
Nothing a couple of perfectly perky tits won't cure, mind.
[The lingerie is also helping. Marrying Zatanna is new territory. Shagging Zatanna is way more familiar ground, and there's a reason he keeps getting pulled back in.]
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But if I've so offended you...(she loosens the knot of the robe, letting it fall open. she's wrapped in lovely white lace which is a departure from their usual trysts fueled by alcohol and mutual self-loathing where clothes hit the floor only seconds after entering a room. zatanna strikes a brief, playful pose before returning to the bedside to pluck the joint from john's lips to take a hit herself.
he'd always been a bad influence that way.)
Well?
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You should get married more often.
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[Before tucking the joint back between his lips, he takes a moment to lean in and nip his teeth at the swell of one - yes, perfectly perky - tit.]
You're a stunner. Don't think I ever pretended you weren't, did I?
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[But in the meantime, as soon as the joint is back in his mouth, he's going to put his hands around her waist and pull her properly into his lap.]
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But I find it hard to believe you'd refuse this.
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[Whether that's a complaint about underhanded tactics, or just a comment on where they're affecting him, he's not going to clarify. He takes another mouthful of smoke, then offers her the joint.]
You know I've never managed to.
[Refuse her, that is. At least not permanently. He's always had to get away from her, to avoid falling right back into her.]
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But the reverse is true too. I never can stay mad at you forever. Even if I want to.
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[He lets out a pleased little sound at her movement, and rolls his hips against her in turn.]
You gotta get higher standards.
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(and yet here they are. he's conned her into marrying him for the greater good---or at least to save his own skin. and she's enjoying it.)
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[He leans in, and this time he nips at the join of her neck, sucking lightly.]
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Just hush and kiss me.
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[It's murmured up against her neck, as he kisses his way up to her jaw, then covers her mouth with his. Marriage might not be his cup of tea, but for the moment, he can at least cope with the wedding night.]
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