Just for Today (Sharena/Reader from Fire Emblem Heroes) (Patreon)

Today was supposed to be simple.

Attending the Bridal Festival? Just another Tuesday. Nothing more. Nothing less.

While a festival sounded eventful, celebrations like it were commonplace in this land. You would attend, smile at the participating brides in whatever competition they were participating in, and be on your merry way. 

There had been no reason to believe anything would get out of hand. 

“By the power vested in me by the nine worlds, I now pronounce you husband and wife.”

The festivities apparently included a mock wedding, much to the amusement of those attending. The bride chosen for this event was having the time of their life, her smile radiant and contagious.

However, the same could not be said about the groom, whose thoughts were turbulent and terrorized by how real this all felt. They did not want to be here, but also did not want to ruin this memorable moment for a friend they held dear. 

As for how you knew all this…

Well…

You were the groom.

This was the LAST time you were going to do anyone a favor, at least not until you had read the fine print. 

Your soon to be bride-except-not-really had failed to mention anything beyond wanting to participate in an event that required a partner. Because of who this person was, you didn’t suspect any foul play and happily agreed. Although you still didn’t believe this particular individual had been purposefully cunning, it still would not have hurt for them to mention some of these crucial details ahead of time!

Then again, if you had known, you would have declined; that would have made her sad, and you didn't want to upset her. Her enthusiastic smile and adorable giggling served as your only solace; she was genuinely thrilled to be here. 

Alas, it wasn't enough to save you from feeling quite embarrassed. If this was a private ceremony, you would have persevered, but news of this false wedding had somehow spread and there was now quite the audience! Most were heroes, some of whom you interacted with regularly. In other words, you were going to be teased about this for weeks. 

No, months.

Realistically? Years.

Was your pretend bride’s short-term happiness worth the inevitable torment? A question for the ages.

“Hey,” the bride in question spoke in a hushed whisper. “Did you hear what the minister said?”

You gazed around the room, noticing literally everybody was wearing the same expression; it was one of anticipation for something they did not want to miss, and you soon realized why.

Sharena-- your beautiful bride-- was blushing maddeningly, and her smile was so large it was probably hurting. She too was shaking with apprehension, eager to see what you would do.

So far, you had exchanged vows, which was thankfully reading off a provided script. Rings had also been exchanged too, which meant that the last thing left to do was…?

Oh.

“Are you going to kiss me…?”

Sharena spelled it out for you just as you realized, and now you were the one quivering.

You had completely forgotten about that part!

Today was supposed to be simple.

But you didn’t have a choice, did you? Everyone was expecting it, and any further hesitation could ruin this experience for her. You had to kiss her.

You had to kiss Sharena.

It… was not the first time you had contemplated such an idea, you supposed.

Channeling all the willpower you could muster, you stepped forward and placed your hands on her cheeks. Sharena gasped quietly at the touch, her eyes slanting as she barely held it together; the suspense was doing heinous things to her emotional state and she simply couldn’t wait any longer.

You then leaned in, and your lips met hers.

If there was one good thing about having an audience, it was that the subsequent chorus of cheers was great at drowning out the relentless beating of your heart. 

It did little to hide how soft her lips felt against yours, and how you wanted this moment to last an eternity. Though the embrace did indeed last long, neither participant particularly willing to depart from this newfound feeling, you ultimately-- albeit, reluctantly-- were the one to do so. 

You figured it would be strange-- and cause much gossip-- if everybody witnessed this wonderful moment last any longer than a few seconds. In the end, this was supposed to be a for-fun wedding reenactment. The last thing you wanted was to show them a kiss more intense than one you’d see at a real celebration.

Sharena was… very flustered. Her eyes were twinkling with tears-- happy ones, no doubt. More fascinatingly, she was gazing to the side, not wanting you or the onlookers to see how looked, though she wasn’t doing the greatest job hiding her blush from you. 

Truth be told, you weren’t doing so great either. Outwardly, you believed you looked alright, but internally was a very different story. Your mind refused to stop thinking about how you had just kissed this girl, let alone kinda married her?!

Unfortunately, there wasn’t much time left to hear your own thoughts; the attendant-- a hero named Saul who apparently specialized in wedding ceremonies-- spoke to the crowd, introducing the newlyweds, most notably changing your bride’s surname to something that was chilling to hear. Celebrative music subsequently began to play, indicating the wedding had concluded and it was time to leave. Sadly, you hadn’t heard about any plans for a mock-party happening after this, but that was the least of your concerns.

Sharena has decided to take hold of your arm, wanting her kind-of-but-not-really-husband to be the one to escort her out. It was a touching and fitting gesture for the attendees, but you understand precisely why she was doing this.

Her body was trembling. Her bridal gown hid it well, but you could feel wavering unsteadily, like she was ready to collapse in a moment’s notice. 

“Let’s go, Sharena,” you whispered, prompting her to nod slightly. Making certain she was latched on securely, you began walking towards the exit. As the audience watched the conclusion unfold, you waved and smiled at them, drawing as much attention to yourself as you could. Moments ago, you would have not contemplated doing such a thing, but your prior feelings mattered little when a friend needed help. 

Upon escaping from the building, you breathed in heavily, never more thankful to take in some fresh air. The coast was not clear yet, for regardless of the event’s legitimacy, many would want to take photos and converse. 

You and your bride thankfully had a headstart and you took advantage of that, choosing to take her to your personal quarters. It was close and offered some privacy amidst all this chaos, and frankly, you could do with the break too. While your room resided close to the residency of many heroes, most were participating in the festivities, and those who had chosen not to were unlikely to disturb. 

That had really happened, hadn’t it?

You had married Sharena!

Well, kinda! Not really! Goodness, that whole fiasco sure felt indistinguishable from the real thing at times. 

The woman in question, relieved to be somewhere private, sat down on your bed and breathed deeply. She was still feeling insanely bewildered, almost to a concerning degree, but it was good that she was trying to relax… though she wasn’t doing a great job at it. Squeals and fidgeting had been added to her arsenal, making you ponder what the heck was going on inside that girl’s head. 

“Sharena,” you carefully called out to her, not wanting to cause a startle. “How are you feeling…?”

“I…” she tried to answer, but could not find the words. She did, however, decide to make eye contact, revealing her blush had not faded whatsoever despite the walk. That wasn’t too surprising, considered this girl had clung to you even harder throughout the last several minutes. 

“Take your time,” you told her, and she nodded, twiddling her thumbs while undeniably working through the endless thoughts in her head. 

You were in need of some good thinking time too; fake wedding or not, you had kissed her. That was a big deal! 

It hadn’t been a playful, fleeting kiss either-- far from the type that could be laughed about later.

It had been… passionate.

“H-Hey,” she finally spoke up, having calmed down somewhat, though she was still unusually flustered in the face. “I… uhm… want to ask you something…”

“Yeah?”

“You brought me back here… for that… r-right…?”

…that?

“W-Well, uhm, we are technically… h-husband and wife… only for today, of course…”

That made sense, you supposed. The Bridal Festival was a singular-day event, so it was reasonable to say this marriage-of-sorts shared a duration, if it even counted as one, though your blushing bride seemed to think so.

“Right…” 

“W-Well, right after we… k-kissed…” she continued, her stutter for that particular word understandable. It felt surreal to think you had actually done that at all, let alone in front of a crowd, no less! “I.. s-started thinking about what happens… after…”

After…?

Sharena probably wasn’t referring to the after-party; that would not explain the nervous darting of her eyes, or the warmth in her cheeks, or the restlessness of her hands…

What happened after that, then…?

That was…

Ah.

The wedding night-- a well-deserved moment of privacy after a day of celebrations, and an opportunity to express one’s love and adoration in a more intimate manner, far from the prying eyes that watched their every move during the wedding itself.

“Sharena, I-”

You paused before you could refute such a suggestion, not just because of an affluence of intrusive thoughts, but also because you realized doing so would make her sad; Sharena would not have brought this up unless she was… interested.

Your on-hold answer was not interpreted badly-- far from it, in fact. The halt had disrupted your breathing, something your bride noticed, understanding its significance. Though she was barely holding it together, she stood and approached you, almost tumbling while doing so. She found refuge resting against your chest, your instinctive need to safeguard her leading to an abrupt but warm hug. It was not long before she gazed up at you, her eyes sparkling.

“What we did earlier…” she spoke borderline silently. “I thought it would just be a fun little thing, but… It felt so magical to me… and so real… and I know it wasn’t… but…”

You were not alone in your thoughts about that mock wedding, then. 

“...b-but…?

“Please…” she spoke borderline silently. “Just for today… I want you to keep being my husband…”

Your heart found that request cruel; it was now pumping far faster than usual!

Nevertheless, it was not one you wanted to turn down. After all, you kinda liked hearing that rhythm ringing in your ears. 

You needed to have a conversation with the princess about what this all meant… but that could happen after this special day had concluded. You had no desire to ruin it for her-- the opposite, in fact; you wanted to make it even better. 

That was why you cupped her cheeks, tilted her head up, and met your lips against hers. 

Though this was not the first time you had kissed her, it felt like a traditional first embrace, filled to the brim with nerves and excitement. These were all present during the wedding kiss, of course, but that kiss had been compulsory. 

This one was happening because you both wanted it.

Sharena tugged on your outfit, like she was feeling faint and needed the support-- or wanted you out of it as soon as possible.

Either reason was valid, especially when she was the one to deepen the kiss and augment its passion. Sharena was shockingly bold, unafraid-- or perhaps very afraid yet possessing excitement strong enough to defeat it-- to brush her tongue against your lips, desiring entry. 

You did not hesitate to grant it, but not without a fight, clashing yours against hers. It was during that singular moment that any hesitation or doubt began to fade away, replaced by a level of love and lust that you had never had for the princess until now. The feeling was unquestionably mutual.

Sharena’s gambit did lead to a hastier departure than you would have liked, but that was only because you had not given this girl adequate time to prepare her lungs. Breathing heavily and loudly, she rested against your chest once more, leaving you a moment to think about what had just happened.

A fleeting moment, for a certain princess was proving to be more tenacious than you thought; after giving her breathing a minimum amount of recuperation, her soft lips were once again clashing against yours. 

This time, her hands started to roam, eagerly exploring your body while your tongues danced. You returned the favor, trailing a hand down her back, not stopping until it rested on her butt. Despite her bridal gown being in the way, you could feel enough softness and squishiness to make your head spin. Touching her in such a way invoked electrifying sensations, but they were far from unwelcome. 

This time, you were the one who needed to pull back, having not prepared sufficiently for such intensity. Sharena’s expression was dazzling, but more importantly, she was not hiding it. She wanted to see the effect you were having on her. Though you suspected you probably looked a little silly comparatively, perhaps she too thought about the same about her expression, yet understood you would be enchanted by it. 

All in all, she looked beautiful.

Even more so when she pulled down the top of her gown, revealing her breasts.

Your blushing bride bit down on her lip, apprehensive about whether or not you liked what you were seeing. Those newfound nerves thankfully departed as quickly as they arrived; you were stunned by not just how daring she had been, but also by how gorgeous her boobs looked, and that astonished look was not left unnoticed. 

Sharena was neither large nor small, boasting an average bust, but just knowing they belonged to her? That made them the best in the world. You did not hesitate to reach out and touch them, the gentlest squeeze making her hum. 

Playing with them was doing wonderful things to your mind; every single jiggle was intoxicating and you could not keep your eyes away, and every time a finger brushed against her nipples, you could feel them getting harder. 

While you were loving this… you knew feeling them was not going to be enough. You wanted to do more. Much more.

Sharena was so daring today! It felt appropriate that you took a page from her book. That was why you wrapped your arms around her waist, and without warning, lifted her. Your wife understandably gasped, surprised at what you had done, but the subsequent shaky giggle indicated she was quite the fan. 

Being raised without warning caused some trembling on her end, something that wasn’t helped when you took advantage of the height difference and greedily took one of her nipples into your mouth, sucking on it mercilessly. Sharena clung to you for dear life, her hands gripping your shoulders and her legs wrapping around your body while your hands slid downwards, resting on her butt and providing additional support. 

“O-Oh gosh…” Sharena whispered approvingly, her voice staggered by what you had done, her grip strengthening as you feasted upon her chest. Had you found a weak spot? You liked to think so. 

You sucked on her tits with increased vigor and enthusiasm, keen to magnify her pleasure until she could no longer take any more. Despite her feet being off the ground, your princess could not keep still, her body wavering as if she had lost control. 

There was a faint sweet sensation to the taste, something you found was present in both nipples when you finished slobbering over the first and relocated your lips to the second. You spared it no mercy, her cries of degenerate pleasure fueling your offensive. 

“P-Pleaseeeaaaahhhh…!”

Sharena had chosen to speak precisely when you were sucking in your cheeks, enveloping her bud with a heightened level of compactness and warmth. You released her nipple with a loud but satisfying slurping sound, granting her mercy. Her next breath was just as unsteady as the rest, but it was followed by a sigh of relief; she was thankful to finally have some time to breathe properly.

While she looked absolutely delighted, you did wonder whether you had gone a little too far. “Sorry, was that too much?”

“N-No,” she shot down that notion immediately. “It was… so, so good! I… just think…”

Sharena paused, needing a few more moments to recover. You were doing okay on your end, but you had a suspicion that wasn’t going to last for much longer.

Your bride tilted her head down and leaned closer, her lips mere inches away from your ear, the hotness of her breath invoking many shivers-- shivers that were amplified after hearing what she had to say.

“I want to have sex…”

Deep down, you knew this was where this was all leading… but to hear those words come from her? 

You were rendered speechless; how was one supposed to respond to that without stuttering an insane amount?

Luckily, there were ways to answer without words. Sharena was as light as a feather; fitting, considering her bridal gown was covered in them. One step forward made her uneasy breathing return with a vengeance, for she knew precisely where you were heading, especially when you adjusted your grasp so you had one hand supporting her back and another supporting her legs. Sharena held onto the back of your neck, humming and giggling. It was all music to your ears, though strangely short-lived.

“W-Wait…” she said suddenly.

“Hm?”

“I’m all for you taking me to the bed like this, maybe even t-throwing me onto it, and h-having your way with me…” Sharena then paused, her fantasies getting a little out of control, but shaking her head brought her back to reality. “We, uhm, should probably get out of these clothes first… because they will get in the way…”

Her suggestion was going to cause a delay, but it was a necessary evil; it would not have been wise to toss her on the bed and make love with that large, poofy dress in the way. 

You placed her down, immediately rushing to hold her again once you realized she was about to tumble. Her legs were not working today, it seemed! After a few seconds, she raised a hand, indicating it was safe for her to continue.

It was then that you learned that wedding dresses were quite complicated to take off! Thankfully, you were there to lend a helping hand, and despite the slow pace, it was fun! Undoing all the nooks and crannies that held it all together, knowing it was bringing her one step closer to nudity-- it was thrilling. 

In the end, she was left only wearing a simple pair of lacy white underwear. As a reward for your aid, you were granted the honor of pulling it down, and as she kicked it away, you were left enraptured by the beauty standing before you.

Sharena was beautiful. 

…no, she was more than beautiful. 

Beautiful was inadequate. 

The stomach. The thighs. The shoulders. The hips. 

Everything was perfect.

…you were beginning to suspect you had been enamored with this woman for quite a while.

“...are you going to keep staring, my dear husband?” Sharena was highly amused by how spellbound you were. “Or… are you going to give me something nice to look at too?”

You had forgotten that you were completely clothed! Her beauty was to blame for distracting you, a notable feat considering the discomfort between your legs that could only be rectified by joining her in the nude.

Comparatively, taking off a fancy tuxedo was effortless. Sharena watched intently, entranced by what was being revealed as you undressed. You didn’t fault her for gawking so much-- you had very much done the same. 

“W-Wait!” Sharena stopped you right as you were about to pull down your underwear, and for good reason. “Let me.”

She had granted you the privilege of pulling down underwear; it was only fair you allowed her to do the same in return. Though your body had been positively received, nothing could have braced Sharena for how mesmerized she would be upon seeing your manhood for the first time. 

If there existed any doubts about whether or not you were attracted to her, they undoubtedly now ceased to exist. You were outrageously erect.

Your heart skipped a beat when her hand suddenly wrapped around your member securely, feeling how hard you were. Noticing the abrupt change in your breathing, she began to stroke your cock, smiling radiantly while she did so. It was an adorable smile, heavily contrasting the degeneracy happening down below, and you loved that.

What had happened to the girl who needed help being brought back here because her body and mind were a wreck? 

“So big…” Sharena whispered into your ear, understanding how effective such a strategy was. “I want it inside me… but I also want to suck it… what should I dooooo~?”

You wanted both!

Sharena-- the princess of Askr-- on her knees and worshiping your cock? The thought made you throb, something she noticed, prompting a giggle. 

You could visualize it, and that was almost enough to solidify your decision… but then you started thinking about the alternative. 

Your beautiful bride, resting upon your bed-- your body on top of hers as you made love, giving into the love and lust you had for one another…

It was a very welcome alternative, and truthfully, what made the most sense. Sharena had specifically requested this option already, after all! 

Frankly, the time for foreplay was over; you needed to be inside her, and you had plenty of reason to suspect she needed to be filled up too.

You debated telling her your answer, but you also weren’t confident you’d be able to articulate your answer well. You were not great at speaking when so smitten by her radiance, you had learned.

But that was fine.

Sharena gasped when you took hold of her once again, holding her just like a bride. Her soft skin felt immaculate against your hands, and though you contemplated fondling her further, it was time to get down to business. 

Which was why you threw her onto the bed.

Gently, of course. 

You didn’t want to accidentally hurt her, but you figured it was a good way to show her how down bad you were for her. 

Sharena had not expected the sudden roughness, but it amped up the anticipation for what was about to happen, especially when you joined her on the bed. Her chest rose and fell with each hasty and rowdy breath, and it worsened when you spread her legs open, revealing how absurdly drenched she was. 

“I didn’t know you could be so… assertive… my hubby~” she giggled, her laughter wild and a little unhinged, like she was already losing it a little-- but you liked seeing this degenerate side of hers. “I like it…”

You couldn’t believe this was about to happen.

Sharena. On your bed. Naked. Legs spread. About to have sex.

With you.

To think-- this had all happened because of a silly fake wedding. Perhaps not reading the fine print wasn’t so bad after all.

“Don’t just stare…” Sharena noticed you had paused. “Let’s make our wedding night something to remember, kay~?”

You nodded and got into position, your cock already nudging against her soaked pussy. The intersection alone was shockingly pleasurable, a sensation you learned was mutual when you heard her hums grow in volume. 

Sharena’s eagerness to get frisky suggested this wasn’t going to be her first time. You had no quarrels with that revelation, though you couldn’t help but feel envious towards whoever that lucky guy was. 

Regardless, it was still important to start things steadily, so that’s what you did, gradually pushing inside her until-

“Owwie…”

You stopped immediately and gazed down, noticing the faintest trickle of blood on your shaft.

Oh.

“Sharena, I… I didn’t realize you were--”

“Didn’t realize I was a virgin?” Sharena laughed, trying her best to conceal her pain, but you noticed her inflections were not the usual. 

You felt awful. Had you not wrongly assumed otherwise, you would have taken much more caution, and yet… 

“I’m sorry.”

Sharena’s perfect wedding night had been ruined, hadn’t it? 

“Don’t apologize!” Sharena had noticed the pain in your voice; ironic, considering she was the one in pain. “I couldn’t ask for a better person than my husband to-”

“Sharena,” you interrupted her. “This is serious.”

This whole husband and wife thing was fun. It really was. Fooling around? Even better. 

But you had just taken her virginity without knowing she was a virgin. 

That was a big deal.

Sharena’s response was to pout-- quite heavily at that. It was adorable, but it also meant you had probably made a lapse in judgment…

“Let me rephrase, then,” she said. “I couldn’t ask for a better person than you-- the person I’ve fallen in love with-- to lose my virginity to. How does that sound instead, hmm?”

The pout morphed into a smile, and then into a fidgeting of her mouth as it dawned on her what she had just confessed.

You couldn’t believe what you had heard.

It didn’t make any sense.

Sharena… loved you?

Was that the reason she was enjoying the false wedding so much? Was it not just because she simply enjoyed the idea of being married?

It was actually because it was you?!

Oh.

You were one heck of an oblivious moron, weren’t you?

Sharena mumbled a little. “...s-say something…”

You also had a terrible tendency to forget about responding.

“...I thought we were besties.”

That was what she had told you a long time ago-- about how much you meant to her, and more importantly, how she saw you as… just a close friend.

“I did see you like that, once,” she admitted. “But now… I want you to be more than that… much more…”

This was a lot to take in, but your answer was set in stone. 

“Sharena… I love you…”

The lady in question squealed upon hearing that, the warmth in her cheeks magnifying spectacularly. This ironically delayed her response by quite a bit, but you had an adorable expression to gaze upon while you waited, so you were content.

Sharena eventually recovered, and though her response was full of stutters, she didn’t care. 

“I… I love you t-too, my s-silly summoner…” she answered, tapping her fingers together. “B-But, uhm… y-you know… t-there is something you’re f-forgetting…”

“Oh?”

Sharena rolled her eyes.

“We, were, uhm, having sex, you know…”

Oh yeah. 

You had completely forgotten about that, hadn’t you?

Confessing one’s love would do that, you supposed.

You had anticipated a conversation about this whole fiasco to happen eventually, but to think it had happened mid-sex!

“Will you be okay?”

“Mmm,” she nodded. “D-Don’t worry about me; just… gods, please…”

You nodded, relocating your attention entirely to what was happening below. You had been half-inside her for a while now, the warmth and compactness keeping you hard, and you were keen to begin moving. Upon taking hold of her hips, you did just that, your pace steady but not disregarding her assurance that she’d be alright. 

Sharena hummed approvingly, clutching your pillow as your thrusts quickened. You remained on the lookout for any signs of discomfort, wanting her to feel nothing but pleasure. Thankfully, the radiant song leaking from her lips expressed nothing but joy. 

It felt good. It felt really good.

Her insides would not stop incrementing in heat, a sensation that felt most phenomenal whenever you bottomed out and nudged your tip against the entrance to her womb. Sharena seemed notably weak to these deeper thrusts, her insides tightening up every time you did so. It took some time to adapt those reactions to your rhythm, but upon doing so, everything began to feel even more exquisite. 

Sharena was phenomenal. You couldn’t decide what was better-- how it felt, or the mere knowledge that this was her you were doing it with.

Perhaps it was her expression? Your wonderful wife looked extraordinary; Sharena’s eyes were slanted, her mouth was constantly open letting out all sorts of sounds, and goodness-- that blush of hers had not faded at all ever since the wedding!

The best part was seeing how it transformed with every thrust.

Or was the sight of your cock sliding in and out of her pussy the best part?

You couldn’t decide. Everything was the best part!

“It feels soooo gooooddd!!” Sharena purred, her voice a far cry from its former self. She sounded arguably deranged, the pleasure constantly impacting how she sounded, especially when it was causing her to moan without end. 

You didn’t need any further encouragement to keep fucking her silly, but it certainly helped in ignoring that creeping sense of exhaustion. It probably didn’t help that you were getting a little carried away with your speed, but when it invoked so many excellent reactions from your favorite person, who could blame you?

Sharena’s breasts danced in unison with your thrusts-- the wobbling as hypnotic as, well, everything else. You really were in love with this girl; why else were you appreciating every little detail? 

“Hug meeeee!”

Her request was sudden, but you answered it without hesitation, collapsing on top of her body. Her hands-- and legs-- wrapped around your body immediately, holding firmly onto you as they were when you lifted her earlier.

While this momentarily disrupted your cadence, you soon regained it with renewed vigor, outright pounding her pussy with all your might. The softness of her body was another marvelous source of fuel, helping you keep up this greater pace. 

Every single thrust at this point was poking her cervix, conjuring an endless supply of degenerate pleasure for both you and your lover. You refused to stop, wanting to amplify this bliss to a level neither mind could comprehend. She did want this to be a night to remember, after all!

Your gambit paid off sooner than expected; Sharena’s, well, everything-- moans, tremors, and tightness-- all magnified without warning, and though she could not communicate what was happening to her, you knew it meant only one thing. The pressure from within effectively sealed your cock inside her as a crushing-like feeling enveloped your sensitive shaft.

It was a sensational squeeze, like your lover wanted you to cum alongside her.

So you did. How could you not?

The consequences for doing so lingered in the back of your mind, but on what was supposed to be a wedding night… well, it made sense! 

You flooded her womb with your semen, her tranquility skyrocketing to new heights as she tasted heaven for the first time. 

Throughout this incredible moment, your lips managed to meet hers once again. It was far gentler than the previous, only for there was no more energy to spare.

Everything that happened after was a haze. At some point, you stumbled off her body, but for what felt like an eternity, there was nothing.

Nothing but peace, and the warmth of the woman you loved snuggling up with you.

The wedding may have been fake, but everything after… that was all real. The confessions, the sex, the emotions… it was all so surreal, and difficult to think about with your current condition… but you could not deny how happy you were feeling.

You almost fell into a slumber, but upon feeling pinches of pleasure soaring up your spine, you were reawakened. The culprit? A certain princess who had not forgotten her other desire.

Sharena was currently between your legs, smooching your cock, each kiss reinvigorating it further.

“The night isn’t over yet, hubbie~”

Goodness.

One intense session was enough to almost knock you out! It had truly felt that good.

But Sharena-- she was raring to go for a second round, and possibly a third, and maybe a fourth!

Were you going to survive the night?

Hopefully.

It would be embarrassing to not make it past the wedding day.