Requested by Sam11Kenobi
"Do you take Stephen to be your husband?"
"I do." A wide smile graced her lips as she said those words.
"Do you take (y/n) to be your wife?"
"I do." He said with a smile of his own.
The only thing they saw now was each other. It's like the whole world had blurred and it was only the two of them and the happiness of their dream coming true.
"You may kiss the bride." The priest finally said. And so he did. He swept her off her feet and kissed her on her lips, dealing their fate. They were husband and wife now. And it's all that mattered. The crowd cheered at the kiss. His lips on her's felt amazing, especially at this occasion, which happened to be their wedding.
And since then, they couldn't be happier. Except when they were alone at night, their wedding night. As night fell, Stephen carried (y/n), bridal style, to their bedroom. He laid her down on the bed gently. The soft white mattress of the bed, had soft red petals lying on it. Stephen sat on the side of the bed and saw (y/n) play with the little rose petals. Both of them had a smile gracing their lips.
He stared at her smile, that smile could light up his whole world. And those lips, oh, how he wanted to taste them right now. He planted his hand beside her and leaned forward, capturing her lips with his. The kiss started off as sweet but soon took a passionate turn as he placed his other hand on her shoulder and pushed her down. Such that both of them were lying on the bed, with him on top of her. Her arms went around his neck and entwined there. As the kiss ended, she said with a smile,
"Am I that irresistible, Mr. Strange?"
He smiled at her too. Yes, he doesn't like when people call him that but then again, if it's her, he doesn't mind.
"More than you give yourself credit for, Mrs. Strange."
She laughed at his words. Her laugh was the sweetest sound to her ears. He leaned down and bit her earlobe suddenly, he just wanted to see her reaction, it's fun to tease her. The sound she made was a mixture of a squeal and a moan.
He pulled away to stare at her beautiful (e/c) eyes and whispered, "You are mine now (y/n). Nothing can separate us."
"Yes." She whispered softly.
He held her hand in his and intertwined their fingers. He kissed her lips and this time, it was filled with desire. He sat up and pulled her up with him, without breaking the kiss. His hands slid the dress off her shoulders and helped her get out of it. He dipped his head to kiss her shoulders and neck.
Her hands undid the buttons of his shirt and slid it off his body, exposing just the same amount of skin. Her hands trailed up his stomach, feeling the strong abdominal muscles under her soft touch. Stephen bit her shoulder lightly. She reached her hands to his hair and tugged at his strands as she moaned at Stephen's teeth grazing her skin, "Stephen!"
His hands went around her back and unhooked her bra and let it fall from her body. He kissed down her neck and soon reached her breasts. From there, he looked up at her and locked eyes with her. Her heartbeat quickened as she noticed the desire and love in his gray eyes. Though she held the same.
He took her n****e in his mouth, sucking on the little bud. He lightly bit the bud and this elicited a moan from her. She tipped her head back and closed her eyes, enjoying the moment. He cupped her other breast in his hand and pinched the bud in between his fingers.
He reached one hand between her legs and dipped his finger into her center. She was already dripping wet. He smirked against her skin and suddenly all their clothes disappeared into thin air. He used his magic. Of course. Why take the pain of actually doing the work when you can use magic?
He straightened up and sat upright, facing her. He wrapped her legs around his waist. She could feel him hard and throbbing against her thigh. He smirked and trailed his hand up her back. When his hand reached her hair, he grabbed a handful of her hair and tugged at it, tilting her head back. He bend down and kissed her neck right on her sweet spot and nibbled on it. His teeth grazed the soft skin as he bit down on her neck and then his tongue darted out to glide over the reddened skin.
He pushed her down on the soft mattress, again, as he hovered over her. He entered her swiftly. His thrusts were deep and hard from the beginning because they had reached a point which was beyond teasing.
Her hands found their place on his back and she raked her nails down his back. He had propped himself up by resting his weight on his elbows. His forehead pressed onto her's. Both of them were breathing hard.
"Ahhh Stephen!" Her nails dug onto his skin as a reflex of the quickened pace and his particularly hard thrusts. He grunted and his chest rumbled. His thrusts became sloppy, he was close and so was she. After a few more thrusts, they both came together with each other's names rolling off their tongues.
He rolled off her and laid on his side on the bed, facing her. Hr wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close to him. She snuggled into his chest. She looked at the wedding ring on her left hand and how it shined. A smile formed on her lips, ''You're last name is Strange."
"And so is yours." He replied.
Those words of his filled her heart with joy and they both laughed at their own words.