First Of Many

Consummating a relationship was a well known intimate act to complete the marriage, Ymir understood this fact but she couldn't deny the nerves that bubbled up in her stomach like a swam of butterflies, mirroring the pendant that laid between the valley of her breasts. Her cheeks donned a cherry red flush at the thought of being so exposed in front of Xehanort, pearl white veneers burying into her bottom lip to suppress a muffled squeak when a tanned fingers hooked underneath her chin to tilt it upwards, lilac hues meeting honeyed ones before her lips were stolen in a kiss.

Ymir was pliant against Xehanort, melting into the lip lock as his body laid her down against the dewy grass eliciting a symphony of breathy moans to spill from bubblegum pink lips as calloused palms made quick work of her clothes, exposing herself to the elements and to the seductive gaze of her husband above her. 

Husband. The word tingled on the tip of Ymir's tongue which battled for dominance against his own, toned thigh winding around the curve of Xehanort's hip to drag him down until she felt the throbbing of his erection against her thinly clothed sex forcing a cacophony of breaths to stutter out.

"Xeha," The melodious moan of his name elicited a groan from kiss bruised lips, his fingers interlaced with her own to give it a squeeze as his free hand danced down her side to yank off the last line of defense while experienced fingers slipped deep inside of her. "A...Ah, Xeha..!"

"Beautiful," He breathed out, dulcet tone barely above a decibel as his golden gaze darkened down at her. She was all his, never to be touched by the likes of Eraqus in such a way. The thought alone made him pulse with desire and pride, greedy lips traversing the supple expanse of skin laid before him as tongue laved against the pert nipple that stood at attention. "You belong to me."

Xehanort's skilled digits pumped a few times, thumb pressing against the bundle of nerves to watch her squirm underneath him desperately, only serving to ignite a flame deep in his loins. The way her walls clenched around his digits made a groan slip out, unable to hold back anymore. A sharp gasp left Ymir's lips as he quickly yanked his fingers out, tongue lapping the juices that stained his skin making Ymir's cheekbones to alight with a burning crimson stain, lips parting to ask why he stopped before the tip of his engorged erection pushed at her entrance, all words instantly dying on her tongue.

Her hand squeezed his desperately, back arching off the cold ground as hips rolled into his own, dragging him deeper inside as a symphony of breathy moans and shivers rocked her lithe figure. Ymir's free arm daintily slid across Xehanort's broad shoulders to cup his cheek, pulling him into a tantalizingly slow kiss as sharp hips slid down to be swallowed by clenching walls, milking him for all his worth.

A hoarse, "Ymir" came stuttering out between the heated kiss, picking up the speed of his thrusts, eyes glazed over and staring down at the pinknette pinned beneath him. Petal pink tendrils laid splayed around her head like a halo, flower petals and strands of grass clinging to the strands making her look ethereal with kiss bruised lips and flushed cheeks.

Her kitten cries we're music to his ears as one final thrust had him shaking in euphoria as he reached his climax, feeling her fingernails dig down the corded muscles of his back. Struggling to catch her, Ymir smiled coyly with a flutter of her eyes as the shimmer of the pendant caught Xehanort's gaze.

"I love you, Xeha."

"And I you, Ymir."