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Marian might have been nervous, but Robin was humming. Even though he had slipped into her bedroom at night many times, he had never once truly got to see Marian naked and he liked it better this way. There was no other way he'd have liked to see her than on their wedding day.
When Marian disrobed, Robin couldn't help but look on her with reverence and true adoration. She was beautiful and the scars did nothing to mar the beauty he saw in her. He could see her nervousness, though, and reached up to brush his thumb across her cheek. "You are beautiful."
He meant it too and he leaned in to kiss her again, deeply, drawing her close to where they had their first skin-on-skin touch despite the two of them still having some form of clothing on.