Wedding Night (A Mobile Legends Fanfic)

It seemed like the whole universe is in favor of their matrimony. The sun is up in the sky, shining brightly as it is enveloped by a few veils of clouds. The warm summer air breezes through. Church bells are ringing, the birds are singing, and the empire behind is bustling in their daily affair.

Lesley wants to tear up, for this is exactly how she dreamed of having her wedding back when she is a little girl, back when she wasn't an assassin. It's every bit of a fairy tale as she had imagine — a handsome groom waiting for her at the altar, delicious bounty on the table, turtle doves in the air.

They wore unconventional colors. White is for the mundane — and the life of an assassin is anything but. The two of them recognizes that. And so, they wore black. Black for the darkness where they lurk in order to do their job. Black for the power they both have. Black for the tainted souls they both possessed. No matter how dark their past is, they swore they'll always be each other's light.

Harley, good old Harley, actually cried on their way. He agreed to be their ring bearer. He admits to his selfishness, wanting his big sister for himself. "You'll be focusing on him." He wept.

Lesley had assured him that she'll always be his big sister, regardless if her family name is Vance or Paxley. That Harley has a new brother that will take care of him.

The church bells rang, and she can feel her heart jumping inside her chest as she walked down the aisle, a boquet of flowers in hand. Through her veil, she caught a glimpse of Gusion, and she just had to blush a little more. He had always looked dashing, but he can pull off black so damn well.

The ceremony proceeded. It was as if she were in a daze. They said each other's vows, they exchanged their rings and then Gusion is lifting her veil above her head.

"You may now kiss the bride." Estes had announced, and before he knew it, Lesley grabbed him by his lapels and pressed her mouth against his. Sheer joy exploded inside her like fireworks. Finally, after a life's worth of misery, she gets to experience joy. Gusion responded with just as much eagerness. Their friends have all been hooting for them, but she can't hear them. There, in that spot at the aisle, was their own little world.

The reception had been a very joyous affair. Lively tunes filled the air, regardless if it's from the angel Rafaela's singing or from Granger's little skit (She's too polite to turn down his offer of playing for them upon insistence. He's offkey, but she doesn't want to break his heart). The mouth watering scents of food wafted on their noses. There was dancing, and a lot more singing, and a truckload of anecdotes.

Then the party died down, and it was time for them to head to their hotel. Alucard had taken Harley with them for the night, claiming to bring good company for Harith and Nana to get off their back while "they go off each other's backs" which earned him a smack from the both of them.

Lesley is no longer a virgin. She gave her virginity to Gusion on their fifth date, after an assassination mission. That night was hilarious, to say the least but hey, when two inexperienced people get to do it, what do you expect? Their sex life had gotten significantly better after they decided to work on it. They'll do it once the opportunity presents itself.

This night would be the first night they'll have sex as a married couple. The thought of it sent warm shivers down her spine.

Lesley headed for the balcony when they went in. Neither of them said a word when they went inside. Gusion went for the bathroom. The cold air sent more shivers down her body. She let out a sigh, telling herself to loosen up. They've done it a thousand times, and the only thing that makes tonight an exception is that it's their wedding night.

She listened to the seas, inhaled its salty breeze as she calmed herself down. The stars are shining brightly tonight, as if her day couldn't be any more perfect.

She heard his footsteps coming from behind her, so she turned — and gasped, blood creeping on her face. Gusion is approaching her, his washed hair probably devoid of any product, his lean, toned body highlighted by moon light. She reflexively trailed her gaze to his happy trail, and, to further complete the fantasy, he's wearing a tight pair of slutty-red (she loves the color. they had a bet that sheer, shiny deep red would look good on him, and god damn it does) briefs, and his member is peeking.

"Like what you see?" He teased, a smirk on his face. Lesley pressed her thighs together, starting to feel the heat pool inside her. She averted her gaze away from him, "Idiot! Don't walk around here looking like that! People might see."

"So?" He closed the gap between them and planted a quick kiss on her lips. Gusion rested his forehead against hers. Finding her wrists, he grabbed them, and pinned them on the railing. He leaned forward, as if to take a look at the view, and then pressed his crotch against hers.

Lesley gasped. She squirmed against him. Her legs trembled as he rubbed his hard throbbing member against him. She tried to regain her composure by thinking if she shaved her legs earlier. "It's a beautiful view." Gusion huskily growled on her ear as he sensually rubbed her arms. Her erotic tremors are getting harsher, and no matter how much she tries to resist, she found herself grinding against him. "I'd love to take you here. Do you want me to take you here, my love?"

"Mmnh!" Lesley closed her eyes as Gusion started grinding aggressively. She can feel her panties getting soaked as her warmth is seeping through her. He began nipping at her ear, his hot breath further warming up her boiling insides. "Is that a yes, love?" He coyly asked as he began pressing small kisses on the side of her neck.

"Please." Lesley bit her lip to prevent herself from moaning. Her mind is too hazy to care about being caught. She wants him, right here, right now.

She could picture his smirk. He cupped her chin and kissed her again. "Bend over." he commanded. Lesley complied without a thought. She faced the seas, waves as raging as she is. Gusion's hands creeped inside her skirt. He found her buttocks and massaged them, earning him a whine. He pulled her black panties down, bundled it into his hands, and sniffed it. Lesley saw this and smacked him lightly. "P-pervert!"

He pointedly ignored her. Gusion fondled himself as he sniffed the undergarment. Annoyed that he's giving his attention to her panties, Lesley snatched the garment away from him. She spread her legs apart. Thankfully, Gusion got the message. He yanked his briefs down his thighs, pulled the back of her skirt up, and positioned himself on her entrance. "So wet." he murmured on her ear.

"Just do it already!" Lesley hissed. She's not going to beg twice.

"With pleasure." He growled and thrusted. Lesley held back a whimper. For a moment she forgot how big he was. It took him a few thrusts before he's sheathed. She welcomed the familiar feeling of fullness. Gusion leaned towards her, head against her shoulder. He began thrusting again, a slow, steady pace. Lesley's mewls and whimpers as well as the sounds of skin against skin are mercifully drowned by the winds.

"Such a beautiful night." Gusion gasped. "I can swear the stars are watching us."

"They are." Lesley managed. "So put on a show for them, Gus."

"I love it when you call me that." He said, and he began thrusting harder. A sweet moan escaped her lips, prompting her to give her more. Her hips have begun thrusting in rhythm against his.

They are reduced to a moaning, whimpering bundle as they stared into the night. Electricity flows through her veins, and she can feel her heat slowly edging towards explosion she can't hold back. A few moments later, as Gusion mumbled incoherently on her ear, as his long and thick dagger stabbed her and pricked spots inside her, her legs trembled, her mind went into a blank, and the heat building up inside her erupted.

"Oh, shit!" Gusion grunted as Lesley clenched tighter around him. His body reflexively thrusted harder, his own orgasm nearing. "Oh..fuck! Baby, can I come inside?"

Lesley shook her head. She's off the pill, and she is not ready to have children of her own. Besides, she has other ideas. "Soil my dress, Gus."

"What?" Gusion gasped. He is so damn close.

"Come on my dress." She gripped the railing. "Come on, Gus."

Gusion allowed himself to risk a few more thrusts before pulling out. She jacked himself off, and, as she called Lesley's name, spurted his seed on the skirt and on the corset top.

They are both panting as they took in the sight of each other, bathed in sweat and moon light. Gusion took her hand, kissed her ring, and kissed her lips. "I love you."

"I love you more." Lesley replied.

The couple stared into the night sky. Darkness has always been their home, but they have each other as their light, and that is more than enough.