Story: The wedding night
Author:
moviemaniac80Rating: PG
Summary: A small part of a long night.
Disclamer: I do not own these Characters. They belong to Shonda Rhimes and ABC. If they would belong to me I'd share them with HBO and they'd be naked all the time.
Note: Thanks to
alygator for being an awesome BETA reader :)
He's swallowing every breath that escapes from her mouth with his while they're letting their bodies slowly calm down. She's running her hand from his hips over his chest and his shoulders before she tugs it into his hair. When he needs to catch his breath he can barely stop himself from kissing her lips but ends up tearing himself from them and kissing her from her jawline to her neck. Their bodies are still intertwined while he's kissing and licking the sweat on her collarbone and her fingernails leave light red marks on his back. He becomes aware of his sore legs when his body starts to come down from the high and collapses next to her with his arms around her body and his face buried in her neck placing soft kisses there.
"Wow," Cristina gasps, "I could really get used to that."
She feels his lips form to a smile against her neck.
"You should," Owen kisses his way up to her ear and whispers, "Because there's no way I'll ever be able to take my hands off you."
"You can't always have them on me," she teases.
"Why not? You're my wife. Isn't that one of my rights as your husband?" He smiles while looking at the profile of the face he couldn't wait to see every morning forevermore.
She can't help but smile and she bites her lower lip when she turns her face to look at him. "Hey that's not what I signed up for! When am I supposed to complain about you to my friends for not putting the lid back on the toothpaste or not doing the dishes and all that stuff married couples fight about?" she asks while teasingly raising an eyebrow.
"Not my problem," He chuckles and cups her face with his hand, "Besides. You're the one who never does that," Owen smiles and kisses her lips softly.
She smiles and kisses him back but softly pushes him away after a few seconds. "Okay. When will you find time to complain about me?"
"I have nothing to complain about other than you not allowing me to have my hands on you all the time," He slides back on top of her and starts kissing his way down her body.
"So that would be the only problem in our marriage?" her voice is getting huskier as she buries her hands in his hair.
"Mmm hmm" he mumbles while kissing her stomach.
"In this case. I guess I can be okay with that."
He pushes himself up to look at her and smiles, "That is so generous of you."
Cristina laughs, "Right? You are so lucky to have me."
Owen still smiles but is more seriously now. "I am." He says, while looking at her with that look in his eyes. The look that made her fall in love with him every time, that made her feel like they were only two in the world. That look right at that moment was one of the reasons she married him. It was one of the many reasons she wants to spend the rest of her life with him. She closes her eyes and pulls him down to her to kiss and show him that she was lucky to have him too.