Mine

The castle had finally begun to grow quiet after a day full of celebrating and feasting. As the night had crept on, the wedding guests had all either headed home or settled in to the rooms provided by the Hallows for the evening. The festivities had drawn to a close, the great hall cleared and cleaned of remaining food and drink. Artorias had bid goodnight to the final few guests as they headed up to their rooms, and then with his new bride at his side, the happy couple headed down the corridor to their own room. Being the kind of sappy romantic that he was, Artorias couldn't help but steal little glances to Briar every few steps, still reveling in the fact that they were married; she was his wife and he was her husband. They'd done it! After all this time, they'd finally gotten married! The thought kept Artorias giddy and high, the dire brute occasionally leaning towards his new wife to brush his side against hers. He cast a roguish smirk to her, fiery amber eyes alive with a not-so-subtle desire that hinted to what was on his mind as soon as he got her in their room alone.

Arriving at their chambers, Artorias pushed open the double doors, then abruptly turned and slid his body beneath Briar's to scoop her up onto his back. "Allow me, Mrs. Carpathius," he teased her with a wide grin cast over his shoulder to her. Artorias carried Briar over the threshold of their quarters, doing his best to focus his steps through his almost-drunk state. As he had promised, he hadn't gotten fully drunk at the feast, but Briar had said he was fun after a few drinks, so she now had tipsy Artorias very carefully carrying her over to their massive king-sized bed. Mission accomplished successfully, Artorias gently slid his mate off of his back and onto the plush mattress, giving her a wide, playful grin before walking back over to the open doors with a bit of an alcohol-induced sway in his steps to close them. A big azure paw slid the wooden latch into place, locking the doors and securing their privacy for the rest of the night. Then he turned to fix his bride with a look of desire and lust she would know all too well.

A low rumble of delight reverberated in the dire brute's chest while his eyes roamed over Briar's form, the Aegis making his way back over to their bed where she lay. "You looked so beautiful in your outfit, my Briar," he commented with another appreciative glance down the length of Briar's body from tip to tail, from feather crown to the cascading waterfall of fur that was her tail and every inch and curve in between. "But I think I like seeing you out of it more." He chuckled and stepped up to the edge of the bed, grinning at the love of his life. "Do you wanna do the undressing of me part?" Still clad in his attire, Art had no problems jumping right up onto the bed and loving his new wife absolutely silly, but he thought she might appreciate nothing in between them and enjoy the chance to finally get her paws all over him after the way they'd been teased by one another all day long.

"Artorias & Briar Carpathius"