Unconventional Love

For the next several days, Ash was clingier than even Andy was used to after their wedding. He normally wasn’t more than a few feet from his husband at any given time and, despite his virginal modesty, refused to bathe with the water closet door closed now. He wanted to be able to see the young man at all times, that way he knew for sure that he wouldn’t run off and abandon him again, even if it was just for the night.

If he’d known how much that one night spent in the barn would affect his bride, the young man wouldn’t have done so, no matter how much sharing their bed tormented him. He hated seeing him so pitiful, wondering if he’d up and leave him, never to return, just because he’d been trying not to hurt him.

A week after the incident that’d led to his clinginess, the young boy took a deep breath as he got dressed after his bath. Andy sat on the bench behind their piano, quietly playing a relaxing melody that helped to soothe his nerves, although he didn’t know it. He’d been thinking all week that, since he knew he wouldn’t hurt him and would stop if he suspected he couldn’t go through with it, it was time he put the ultimate trust in him. They’d been wed for nigh on three months now, and not once gone beyond gently suckling each others’ lower lips. It was high time they were wed in truth, and Ash was determined to go through with it.

Taking another deep breath, he walked out of the water closet with his dressing robe over top of his night gown, something he didn’t normally do. Although he was normally quite confident in his looks, tonight the young boy worried that he wouldn’t be physically attractive to his husband. He didn’t let that stop him from swaying his hips just a bit more than normal, though, but only someone who knew him well would’ve noticed. It was just something small to get the night started, but he wasn’t sure that Andy would notice.

“Finished with your bath, my love?” he asked as he walked over to stand beside him.

“Mmm hmm,” Ash murmured, gently caressing his shoulder. He gently brushed his hair aside as he nuzzled his temple.

“Mmm, what has gotten into you?” the young man asked curiously.

Choosing not to answer since he didn’t trust his voice, he gently nuzzled his way down until he got to the spot where his shoulder met his throat.

“Oh!” his husband gasped, pleasantly surprised when he planted a gentle kiss there.

“Mmm,” the young boy murmured in delight, letting his instincts take over as he gently pressed the flat of his tongue there and started licking a slow path back up.

“I think I know what has gotten into you,” Andy said shakily, his voice now husky with his arousal. “But are you sure this is what you want?”

“Uh huh,” he answered simply, continuing his path until he reached his earlobe.

“You naughty, naughty little boy.” His husband shocked him when he swiftly grabbed him, pulling him down to sit in his lap. “Do you not know that teasing is both good and bad?”

His eyes widened in fear, and he worried that he’d done something he didn’t like and was about to be punished for it.

“Oh, my innocent little Ashes,” the young man chuckled. “You have no idea how I have longed for you to come to me so. You have no idea how hard it is for me to hold back and savor this time, your touch, rather than ravage you like a while animal. The teasing is a good thing because it only makes me desire you more; it is a bad thing because it makes controlling myself that much more taxing.”

Ash sighed as he realized that, while it probably did make his self-control stretch even thinner than it already was, he hadn’t upset his husband by doing that.

“Now…shall we take this to our bedchamber?” he asked, wanting to be damn sure this was what his young bride wanted.

He nodded eagerly and wrapped his arms around his neck as he picked him up.

In their bedchamber, Andy set him down on their bed as if he were a china doll that would shatter if he didn’t handle him with the utmost care. The young boy was nervous about this night, had been since the second he laid eyes upon his groom, but knew that it was now or never. He’d been neglecting him ever since their wedding night, and now that he’d shored up his courage, he felt he had to follow through with it.

The young man gently untied the sash on his dressing gown, gently pushing the silken fabric aside to reveal his night gown. Being innocent, he blushed at even this much intimacy, to which his husband chuckled softly. To distract him from the task of undressing him, as well as get him stirred up as well, he gently fit their lips together in a passionate kiss.

Ash gasped at the intensity of the kiss, more passion than any other they’d ever shared poured into it, as well as desperation. He didn’t yet realize the full extent of his husband’s longing, but he was getting a better picture of it just from this kiss alone. Now he really felt bad for making him wait so long to have him thus, but then again, nothing good was ever easily won and didn’t come without a price. That was something he’d learned upon marrying him and realizing just how caring he was.

Moments later, Andy threw his dressing gown on the floor at the bedside, beginning to gently caress his young bride through his night gown. The young boy let out soft moans of pleasure, which he caught with his mouth as he tasted him, both from the kiss and his gentle caresses. He allowed his hands to roam, soon settling one at his throat as he began to flick open the opal buttons that marched down its front. He both felt and heard him gasp, felt his heart rate accelerate, as he made his way slowly down. The young man didn’t want to move too fast and scare him, so he forced himself to take his time.

“Mmmm,” Ash moaned as he slipped his hand into his night gown to gently caress his bare skin. Ever since the day of their wedding, he’d stopped wearing corsets and wore only one chemise, which came off before and didn’t get put back on after his bath.

“You like that?” he asked, his voice husky from the molten lust in his veins.

“Ohhh,” he moaned, throwing his head back as his husband gently pinched one of his nipples.

“I shall take that as a yes,” Andy chuckled.

He made short work of getting the young boy’s night gown off, although he still didn’t move so fast that he tried to shy away. He wasn’t sure if he was really that aroused, or if he was just blocking out all he’d ever been taught and letting instinct take over, but he seemed to be enjoying himself. As far as he was concerned, intimacy between them was all about pleasure, mainly for his bride, but for himself, as well.

Andy was determined to see that his young bride found just as much pleasure as, if not more than, he did this night, especially since he was giving him something so precious. He’d long since given away his virginity and, while he knew the physical pleasure of sex, didn’t know the emotional pleasure. He was truly in love with this young boy, had been since the moment he laid eyes on Ash, and was excited to be able to experience such a thing. It was a long time in coming, but well worth the wait, as far as he was concerned.

When he realized that he now lay beneath his husband as naked as the day he was born, the young boy blushed furiously. He started to cover himself with his hands the same way a young girl would, but he stopped him by grabbing his hands. The young man promised he wasn’t going to hurt him and begged to be allowed to look his fill.

Having already decided to put the ultimate trust in him, he nodded a bit jerkily and kept his hands at his sides. His anxiety started to get the better of him, but the moment Andy began to caress his thighs, all that melted away. He moaned again, a bit louder this time, as his instincts took over, his hips bucking up slightly as his husband’s hands came to rest right next to the part of him that needed his touch the most. Ash begged him quietly to touch him, hoping his pleas wouldn’t go unanswered. The young man chuckled as he obliged, keeping their eyes locked as he began to gently squeeze and stroke his throbbing member.

“Ohhhh,” he moaned, his eyes fluttering shut as his head tipped back.

“Do you want more, my love?” Andy asked, his voice even deeper and huskier now than it had been before.

“Please!” the young boy begged, bucking his hips up again.

Chuckling, his husband moved so he lay on his belly between his thighs, his breath warm on his hardened member.

“Oh!” he gasped, his eyes flying open as he looked down when he felt his tongue snake out and trace the veins on the under side of his shaft. “Wh-wha—”

“Shhh, my love. I will not hurt you,” the young man soothed him. “This night is all about pleasure, particularly yours.”

He fell silent, gasping softly as he continued giving him gentle kitten licks before wrapping his lips around his swollen, purple head. The sensation of his mouth gently suckling him was unlike anything he’d ever felt before, and the pleasure he got was untold. His sensitivity was higher than even he anticipated, considering that he was a virgin.

It didn’t take long until he began to feel an odd twisting pressure in his lower belly, and he tried to tell his husband. Ash was unsure of what he was trying to do to him, but it felt good, so he didn’t try to stop him. In fact, Andy merely sped up his ministrations rather than slowing down, apparently knowing what was coming and eager for him to experience it. Before he knew it, he reached the edge of a pinnacle that he toppled over, feeling like he were soaring among the clouds while still in his own skin.

The young boy cried out loudly, his hips bucking up until he felt the back of his husband’s throat against his tip. His vision turned dark gray and even black around the edges, and he saw what could only be described as shooting stars cross what remained of his field of vision. He wondered if he would faint where he lay before he managed to stop flying, gently floating back down to Earth.

“Did you enjoy that?” Andy asked softly, gently caressing his hips as he helped bring him down from his high.

“Mmm…hmm,” he answered slowly, panting. He definitely couldn’t speak now if he tried, and he wasn’t about to.

“I am glad you enjoyed yourself, but there is much more for you to experience yet.” The young man crawled up the bed and gently cuddled him.

“Oh!” the young boy gasped, his eyes flying wide open as he felt something hard press against his thigh.

“Shhh. I know you can feel my arousal, but I swear I will not hurt you,” his husband promised. “I will just as soon go jump in the stream as hurt you.”

Ash merely cuddled into his side, barely having the courage to attempt caressing him the same way he’d been caressed earlier.

“You wish to continue?” he asked, sounding a bit strangled.

Fearful his voice would fail, he nodded, the movement jerky from his anxiety.

“You realize that this means we will be joined in truth this night, right? That you will no longer be innocent afterward?” He looked down at him with a curious expression, his brow cocked.

Again, the young boy nodded, distrusting of his voice.

As he had earlier, Andy gently fit their lips together and begged for entrance to his mouth by gently licking the seam of his lips. Since he’d enjoyed their earlier passionate kiss, and everything that’d been done to him afterward thus far, he showed no hesitation with allowing him entrance again. This drew a soft groan from his husband as he slowly ran his hand down his body as he moved them so that he lay on his back while he knelt over him.

It didn’t take long for his hand to reach his crotch again, and while he let his long, thin fingers dance over his member and the sack beneath it, they didn’t stay there long. They soon worked their way down to his entrance, making him gasp as he pulled away slightly. Andy stopped what he was doing and looked at him, taking in his uncertainty. With a gentle smile, he reached over to his nightstand and opened its drawer, reaching in to grab something. When he pulled his hand back within his view, he held a small bottle, which he pulled the cork out of.

The contents of the bottle turned out to be corn oil, which he gently rubbed onto his fingers, before attempting his previous ministrations again. Now that the digits were coated in oil, Ash didn’t shy away quite as badly, even though his husband hadn’t intended on using them to enter him just yet. He gasped as his finger came into contact with his virgin rosebud, gently circling it as he teased him slightly. The gasp was followed by a soft moan, which told him husband that he enjoyed it.

Andy soon began to gently nudge his finger against him after coating it with more oil, not wanting to enter him too fast. He hissed in pain as he got the digit in to the first knuckle, then nodded for him to continue. It wasn’t long before he was thrusting said finger slowly in and out, nor before he added a second finger.

“Are you sure you want this?” his husband asked for what seemed like the billionth time as he continued thrusting what was now three fingers.

“Uh…huh,” he moaned, trying to push his hips down on his fingers again.

“Okaaaay,” the young man said, sounding both excited and reluctant. He removed his fingers from him and he felt a slight chill from the oil.

Ash watched in fascination as he rubbed yet more of the corn oil on his shaft, soft moans and groans escaping his lips as he did so. Sure, he was a bit anxious due to his size, but he’d already known their first time was bound to hurt and knew he was taking the time to avoid that. Hell, he’d shoved his fingers up his rear in an attempt to stretch him a bit before this act, so that definitely showed he cared.

“Tell me if I hurt you, Ashes,” Andy growled, gently nudging his opening with the head of his shaft.

The young boy nodded jerkily, holding his breath as he waited.

His husband continued gently nudging him, each nudge just a bit harder than the last, until he began to enter him. Ash felt a bit of a searing pain as he stretched just a bit more than he had for his fingers to allow him entry, and he hissed. The young man stopped once the head of his shaft had entered him, holding still before doing anything else as he braced himself over him. He kept their eyes locked in a loving gaze, waiting for him to tell him that he could continue.

The young boy soon nodded, groaning softly as he continued to gently thrust into him. The feeling of being so full, a feeling that he’d never experienced before, was foreign to him, but nothing he couldn’t get used to in time. It was the searing pain of stretching so much that he needed to adjust to the most, and that thankfully didn’t take long.

Once adjusted with no pain, Ash nodded his head again as he wrapped his arms around his husband’s neck, his legs around his waist. He gently pulled back out until his head was the only thing that remained within him, then gently thrust into him again. The young man did so with nothing more than gentleness and care, his thrusts gaining speed and strength the more he continued.

“Ohhhh,” he moaned, latching onto his lips again. He wanted to keep his cries quiet, although he was pretty sure his in-laws couldn’t hear him.

“Mmm,” Andy groaned, returning the kiss and allowing him to explore his mouth.

The same twisting pressure he’d felt before began anew, and while it wasn’t very familiar since he’d only experienced it once, the young boy had an instinctive knowledge of what it meant. He was fast approaching that pinnacle that’d sent him flying just a short while ago, and he wanted so badly to tumble off its edge again. Apparently his husband sensed this, especially when he hit a certain spot deep within him that left him ending their kiss and crying out again. He gently wrapped his hand around his member, which was hard and throbbing once again, and began to stroke him.

Moments later, Ash felt himself tumble over that pinnacle and cried out loudly as he began to fly once again. His senses felt as if they were overloaded, and he was barely aware of his husband giving a pleasured cry of his own as he thrust into him deeply. The young boy was aware of him throbbing within him, and he held him even closer.

Once their pleasure had ended, Andy collapsed atop him, his head buried in the crook of his shoulder as he panted heavily. His still semi-hard member throbbed within him occassionally as he came down from his high, but that was okay; the young boy’s own still semi-hard member twitched occasionally where it was trapped between their bellies. He sighed softly as his body completely relaxed into the mattress beneath him, gently rubbing the young man’s back until he gained the strength to roll himself onto the other side of the bed. He had no wish to hurt or crush his young bride, despite wanting to remain buried within him.

Ash sighed softly as he was taken into his arms, listening to the quick rhythm of his heartbeat as he calmed down further. He wrapped his arms around his waist, sighing and purring softly when he wrapped his arms around his shoulders to hold him in place. He relished the warmth of the afterglow of their very first lovemaking and, had he known that it and the pinnacle he’d reached would be so pleasurable, he would’ve done this sooner.

“I love you so much, Andy,” he murmured, his eyes beginning to flutter shut from pleasant exhaustion. “Forever and always.”

“I love you more than I can ever scream, Ashes,” the young man answered, kissing his temple. “Always and forever.”

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