AN: This chapter is partially rated M. And it's the final chapter. If you want to skip the "naughty" parts, read until the break, then read the last few lines. Thanks.
Chapter 44: A New Family
They had arranged the wedding to be a month from the day Fiyero had proposed. It gave their out-of-town friends (like Glinda) time to get home for a few weeks and then journey out to Kiamo Ko. Glinda came early, of course. Elphaba wanted nothing to do with the wedding preparations and let Fiyero's mother plan everything, with a little of Glinda's help. Glinda was constantly chattering at her, at least when she wasn't sneaking off to talk to Lenit – perhaps talk at was the better word, Elphaba couldn't imagine that the poor young man could get a word in.
As Elphaba stood outside the doors to the small Vinkun ceremonial hall, Glinda squeezed her hand. "You must be so nervous."
Elphaba rolled her eyes. "Nope."
"How?" Glinda looked more nervous than Elphaba did.
"I already made the decision; this is just following through with it."
Glinda sighed. "Elphie, you make this so much less dramatic!" She peeked through the doors and gasped. "Oh, Elphie, you have to see this."
Elphaba raised her eyebrows. "What?"
"Look to the right, Elphie," Glinda said as she pushed her towards the small opening between the two large doors.
Elphaba did as Glinda told her. In seats towards the front, she was certain she saw the back of Nanny and Nessa's heads. There was no sign of her father. "How did they…?"
"I bet it was Fiyero! Who else would've?"
Elphaba felt her eyes tear a little. "You're right. He would do that, wouldn't he?"
Glinda heard the music start up and hugged her best friend. "Oh, Elphie, it's time!"
They didn't get a moment to themselves until they were shown to their bedchambers, the stairs to which were lined with rose petals (Elphaba laughed at this). The first thing Elphaba did was throw her arms about his neck and hug him. "How did you do it, Yero?"
"Talk you into marrying me? I still don't know. I just got lucky."
"No, no, not that," she flushed, "Nessa and Nanny. How did you get them here?"
"I sent a large envelope claiming to be confidential from the Wizard himself to Nessa and hid the invitation inside of it with instructions to tell your father that she had to meet with the Wizard, no questions asked for business she was not allowed to discuss with him." Fiyero grinned.
Elphaba smiled. "Nessa looked so happy when she and Nanny came up to me during the reception. This would've been a wonderful day no matter what, but you knew exactly how to make it better than wonderful."
Fiyero kissed her neck. "I have other ideas as to how to make this day even better…"
Elphaba smiled. "Oh, you do?" She began slowly unbutton his shirt.
"I've been waiting for this an entire month," he replied. "I worry I'll be so enthusiastic I may hurt you." He continued to kiss his way down her neck, beginning to unzip the dress when he got to the top of her breasts.
"I'd like to see you try," she murmured, running her hands along his chest as he shook himself out of his shirt.
He pulled the dress all of the way down, leaving her standing only in her undergarments. He took a step back and looked at her. "That pile of presents downstairs? Nothing in those boxes could be of any comparison to what's standing right in front of me."
Elphaba rolled her eyes. "You and your clichés."
He pulled her back to him and wrapped his hands around her waist, kissing her deeply. He unfastened her bra. When it fell to the ground he continued the journey of kisses where he had left off.
Elphaba grabbed the waistband of his pants and tugged it down.
Fiyero picked her up.
She shrieked, "Fiyero, what in Oz are you doing?"
"I am putting you on the bed. It is our wedding night and you are my wife." He set her down on the bed, looking at her hungrily. Fiyero grabbed the last of her undergarments and tore them off eagerly.
She grabbed his shorts and pulled them off.
He slid a finger into her, testing and finding her flesh moist and ready. Fiyero then pushed her legs all the way open and delved his tongue between the folds of skin, hearing her cry out. He only stayed there for a moment before pulling himself back and touching her cheek. "I love you, my lovely wife."
"I love you, Yero my hero."
He plunged into her, albeit a little roughly, though she certainly wasn't complaining. She wrapped her legs around his waist eagerly. Fiyero didn't waste time and began moving quickly, feeling her hips rise to meet his immediately. Her nails dug into the small of his back as she gasped.
She could barely keep up with him, but she wanted even more. With her legs still around his waist, she pushed him to the side, rolling over completely and finding herself on top of him. Elphaba grinned as he widened his eyes and she slid her hips up and down, first slowly, then hastening her pace. She loved the fact that she could control the exact angle at which he entered her. His hands were on her waist, pulling her onto him as far down as she could go, shuddering at the feeling.
He looked up at her as she continued to move, pressing his hips upward ever so slightly and watching her eyes close in satisfaction and her hips buck from the pleasure. He held her to him tighter. She began to whimper and her movements slowed. Elphaba whispered, "Keep going, I can't keep going, it feels too good…"
He thrust himself upward and into her again and again and she screamed, throwing her head back in ecstasy. Then he pushed her back down so he was again above her. She was still shuddering slightly from climax, but braced the backs of her knees against his shoulders, giving him more leverage. Her hips were shaking.
He slipped a finger along the folds of flesh just above where he was inside her as he moved above her, rubbing against the soft skin, reveling in the sound of her moans. As her hands fell back behind her head and she opened her mouth to scream for a second time, he groaned, joining her in climax.
Slowly, she brought her knees down from his shoulders, her whole body aching pleasantly. He leaned down and kissed her deeply. Elphaba sighed happily. "I will have no trouble sleeping tonight."
He pulled away carefully and lay down beside her, pulling her against his chest. "I'm not so sure about that. Your husband might just wake you up in the middle of the night."
"Oh, will he, now?" Her eyes sparkled.
"He's seriously considering it."
"What if I don't want to wake up?"
Fiyero dangled his fingers in front of her face and stuck out his tongue. "Then I'll have to be creative."
"I think I'll have to try to stay asleep just for that, then," she teased. She turned to face him. "I love you."
"I love you, too, Fae. I'm glad that seeing your sister made you happy."
"It did. And so do you."
"I did my best," he laughed, sliding a hand along her belly.
"Oh, not like that."
"I know. I'm teasing, Fae."
"But really, you do make me happy, Yero."
"Even though you lost your family to be with me?"
"Don't put it that way."
"Then how else do I say it?"
"Well, your parents are wonderful people. And from what I've seen of your cousin and Glinda, he might well be moving up North soon. I have you. I like to think I have a whole new family right here."