After the Scorpion

Two days later we were wed. It wasn't a fancy wedding, nor were there any guests. The only people present were the Preacher and his secretary, to be a witness to our testimony. Christine had not cried all during our two days together, and I took that as a good sign. She appeared to be warming up to me, or at least not shuddering when I touched her. The kiss at our wedding was chaste and quick, but it had sent a shiver down my spine. I did not want to force Christine in any way, we could live quite happily together and never so much as brush fingertips. I brought her to our honeymoon suite in the St. Fauberg-Germain. She allowed me to carry her over the threshold, and I was overwhelmed with joy. I sat her down on the bed and knelt before her. She smiled as I kissed her hand, enjoying the sensation of warm flesh.

"Erik" She scooted over, "Please sit with me." I looked at her, nervous and trembling. "Whatever are you afraid of?" She implored. How could I tell her, this young sensoul beauty, that in nearly half a century I had never known a woman's intimacy? "Christine, I don't want you to do anything you do not want do to, I will not force you, we could simply lay together on the bed and let me hold you." At this Christine giggled. Was she laughing at me? I hung my head low. "Oh no Erik, I didn't mean to hurt you, it's just, I do desire you, but you keep pushing me away as if you feel I'll reject you." I looked at my lovely wife. "Christine." I murmered, but she cut me off with a soft kiss on my forhead. I turned my face and removed my mask, then looked at her expecting her to turn in fear. She did not. She only took my chin in her two hands and began to kiss my jaw, then my two hollowed cheeks, over to where the hole in my face served as a nose. She kissed my forhead, and my two sunken eyes. Then she moved to my lips and kissed me intensly. I was by this time very aroused. I didn't know where to put my hands so I rested them on her arms. She looked at me with ardour. I began to do the same, kissing her chin, her fleshy cheeks and her soft, upturned nose. I kissed her closed eyes and heard her sigh. Slowly I began to move my hands up and down her arms. She leaned back as I began to nibble her earlobes. It appeared that she enjoyed that so I began to kiss her neck. I was beginning to feel my manhood pressed against my trousers.

It was always painful when this occured, for there was no release to turn to. Christine reached out and began to unbutton my shirt, removing my tailcoat. I didn't know where this was going, would she actualy lie with me in bed? I gasped as she ran her hands down my bony chest, my ribs sticking out prominantly. "Oh Erik" She whisperd. I sighed. She leaned back and began to undo the lacing on her corset gown. I pulled at my trousers and began to remove her fluffy petticoats. She stood up and turned around so I could peel off her gown. I kissed her back, her shoulders, and ran my fingers over her luscious curves. "Lay on the bed" I growled. Christine obeyed, and I sat beside her, admiring her wonderfull body. "What are you doing dear?" She asked. "Memorizing your every curve so I may sketch and paint you later." She smiled and I laid on top of her, kissing and caressing every inch of her soft, pink flesh. She was shuddering, but not from fear. Her hands roamed over my back, as she kissed my shoulders and down my arms.

"Take me Erik, please" She murmered. I kissed her lips passionatly as I plunged deep inside her. She cried out for a moment as I felt her virginity break, but soon we were pushing and moving together. It was a glorious feeling, as she twisted beneath me. I felt myself climaxing, and screamed as she called out my name. Her warmth spread over me and I knew I had brought her pleasure. For the first time I had actully pleased someone. I came with her and she gasped, but then I did something I can't explain. I cried. I cried deeply and she cradled me within her arms. My sobs soon receeded and I looked at her. She kissed my eyes and licked away the tears. "I love you Erik." She said and I responded "Thank You."

The next day I set into motion the plans for our new home, tucked away in a deep forest glade.