Ra'a'mah
Baroness
Chuckling at his words of worshipping her as a goddess, any feelings of nervousness went away and her gold eyes glittered with the laughter she held within her.
"Are we not equal in this marriage? If that is the case, then you are as much my god as I am your goddess."
He said there was nothing wrong with her, but Ra knew better. Nobody was perfect, but it was the flaws that made each person unique. Taking her hands, he lead her again into the bedroom they shared. Looking into her eyes he said he would do anything.
Closing in for what started as a gentle and loving kiss, it quickly turned into desire and then into passion. Ra felt it grow within her and she surrendered, both to Jakkor and the passion he ignited within her. His kisses and nibbles, the bites on her neck left paths of heat like all his touch did. After brief minutes, he had her clothing off and she heard it drop of the floor. Her own hands went through his hair which was still down from ceremony and loved the feeling of it.
As her hands finished running through the length of his hair, they would figure out how to get his robes off. Once that was done, she wrapped her arms around him, pulling him close so they were touching skin to skin. Her hands traveled up and down the flesh of his back.
"I am honored to be your wife, my love. My dear and wild tusken Jedi."
[member="Jakkor Kess"]
"Are we not equal in this marriage? If that is the case, then you are as much my god as I am your goddess."
He said there was nothing wrong with her, but Ra knew better. Nobody was perfect, but it was the flaws that made each person unique. Taking her hands, he lead her again into the bedroom they shared. Looking into her eyes he said he would do anything.
Closing in for what started as a gentle and loving kiss, it quickly turned into desire and then into passion. Ra felt it grow within her and she surrendered, both to Jakkor and the passion he ignited within her. His kisses and nibbles, the bites on her neck left paths of heat like all his touch did. After brief minutes, he had her clothing off and she heard it drop of the floor. Her own hands went through his hair which was still down from ceremony and loved the feeling of it.
As her hands finished running through the length of his hair, they would figure out how to get his robes off. Once that was done, she wrapped her arms around him, pulling him close so they were touching skin to skin. Her hands traveled up and down the flesh of his back.
"I am honored to be your wife, my love. My dear and wild tusken Jedi."
[member="Jakkor Kess"]