Lois felt as if she had been dreaming. The last time she was being laced into a wedding dress (albeit ill fitted) the only emotions running through her were dread, fear, and disgust. Now as she watched herself in the mirror being laced into her custom gown she only felt happiness and maybe a few nerves. She never thought that after she had been revealed as a fraud that Clark would accept her back with open arms, let alone propose to her again. He had spent time with her, wanting to get to know the true Lois Lane, the woman who had been handed over to a harsh master because her father couldn't care for her anymore. All that seemed like a lifetime ago.
"Are you nervous my Lady?" Jane asked as she finished lacing the gorgeous white gown. It was a simple wedding gown, pure white with silver weavings throughout the skirt and bodice which when Lois moved, it looked as if the gown was glittering. While it was cold and snowing outside she was not wearing a cloak to warm her, maidens never wore a cloak to their wedding, not until after the ceremony took place. She wore a diamond necklace that Clark had given to her, which sparkled in the bright sunlight. Her hair fell down in a waterfall of curls, a small section of it braided back off her face, with a silver hairnet which was encrusted with diamonds.
"I am." Lois admitted. "But it's the best kind of nervous, if that's at all possible."
"It is." Jane smiled. "I think every woman experiences nerves before their wedding day. It's perfectly normal."
"Thank you for everything Jane. I just… I hope I don't trip down the aisle or anything. It's not as if I have a father to keep me upright." Lois frowned slightly over the fact that she was alone on this day.
"That's where we come in." Two masculine voices came from the door of her wardrobe room. Lois and Jane both turned to see Oliver and Bruce looking in at Lois with immense pride.
"What do you mean?" Lois questioned them as she spun to face them.
"Lord Queen and I are here to walk you down the aisle, my Lady." Bruce bowed his head. "If you'll have us."
Lois smiled brightly and brought a hand over her heart, she simply nodded her head, "I would be honored."
"We're honored, Lois." Oliver smiled. "Or should I say your Majesty."
"I am not yet 'Majesty'." Lois shook her head before she put her hands out to her side. "So, how do I look?"
"You look like a Queen." Bruce said softly, Lois blushed at the compliment.
"I want you two to know how thankful I am to have met you both, and Lord Olsen. Without you, I… I don't want to think about what could have become of me." Lois shuddered at the thought.
"Neither do we your Majesty." Oliver spoke genuinely before Lois continued.
"And while what we set out to do may have be deceitful and wrong, our intentions were good, and maybe I was too naïve to see how dangerous it truly was. And along the way I found myself, and who I really was, who I wanted to be." Lois smiled as she stood before the two men. "I know I'll be moving into the palace now, but I still know we will be the closest of friends. And I want you two to know how much I appreciate everything you've done for me."
Oliver stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Lois tightly. He then pulled away and Bruce embraced her. "The two of us are both the only surviving children in our families, I know I speak for both of us when I say, you are like the sister we've never had. And we will always be there for you."
"My Lady, the ceremony is about to begin." Sir Tolmey peeked his head into the wardrobe. "Are you ready?"
Lois nodded her head watching as Sir Tolmey left the room. Lois looked up towards the two men before her. "Could you two promise me something?" Lois asked.
"Anything." Bruce and Oliver said at the same time.
"Don't let me faint." Lois chuckled softly as she hooked her arms through their own and made their way out into the hallway towards the large banquet hall that the marriage ceremony was to take place in. Lois' heart was pounding beneath her chest, she was positive that if someone had the brass to look close enough they would see her heart beating out of the exposed part of her chest.
The three of them reached the large door which two knights opened and music began playing to signify that the bride and Queen to be had arrived. The full room of people turned to gaze at Lois, but they all faded away when Lois laid eyes on Clark who was waiting for her on the marriage alter. He looked even more handsome than he ever had before, his eyes were alight with life and he smiled as a boy would while receiving presents at Christmas. Clark wore the cloak of his family, with the crest on the back. The cloak was a red velvet with a blue and yellow 'S' encased in a diamond.
If she was being honest Lois didn't remember anything about the walk down the aisle, she came back to herself when Oliver and Bruce handed Lois over to the King. Clark cocked his head as he took her hand in his as if to say "let's do this." Lois smiled brightly and nodded her head as she took the two steps up onto the alter. The priest began speaking the prayers and vows of a traditional marriage ceremony. Lois smiled at the priest announced, "It is time for the bride to don the cloak of protection of her Lord husband."
Clark's servant bowed before the couple before holding Clark's cloak out to him. Clark took it in his hands before shaking it out, the lush fabric floating through the air, down to the ground. Lois smiled as Clark stepped closer to her and swept the cloak of protection over her shoulders before clasping it around her neck. She instantly felt warm and joined to him, it may have been silly but it was the first emotions she felt. "Now repeat after me."
"With this kiss I pledge my love to you, and swear to love you, honor you, and cherish you in sickness and in health, from this day, until my last day. I take you King Clark Kent as my husband." Lois spoke first as she slipped the sleek silver wedding band onto Clark's finger.
"With this kiss I pledge my love to you, and swear to love you, honor you, cherish you and protect you in sickness and in health, from this day until my last day. I take you Marquess Lois Lane as my lady and wife." Clark spoke huskily as he also slipped the silver wedding band onto Lois' finger. Clark then leaned forward to capture her lips in a passionate yet proper kiss. The entire room burst into applause as Clark presented his new bride to the hall. Lois blushed beautifully as her husband led her from the room and to the banquet hall where the reception would be held.
The reception was beautiful, filled with wine, food, music and dance. Lois couldn't remember enjoying herself more. She and Clark danced together all night, even sometimes slipped away for a few stolen kisses before their bride and groom gifts were presented to them. Martha was seated next to Lois, watching the happy couple as they spun around the dance floor merrily. She remembered her wedding to Jonathan, and she was happy to see Clark marrying someone that would make him as happy as Jonathan had made her.
The night dwindled down to an end and soon Lois and Clark were to make their way to their chambers. It was announced and everyone that still remained at the reception got up and escorted the newly married couple to their marriage bed. Clark held Lois' hand tight as the priest said a small prayer and blessing to the two of them. Clark smiled when he finished and scooped Lois up into his arms, the women in the crowd sighed at the romantic gesture, while the men cheered bawdily.
Clark carried Lois over the threshold before closing the door behind them. He couldn't help but laugh when he heard Bruce and Oliver raise their voices on the other side of the door. "Okay everyone, back to the reception hall!"
For perhaps the first time in her life Lois felt very shy. They newly wed couple gazed at one another from across the room. Silently Clark took three long strides toward Lois before wrapping her in an embrace. Painfully slowly Clark lowered his head before he captured Lois' lips in a soft kiss. Lois sighed through her nose as she parted her lips sucking Clark's bottom lip between her own. The kiss grew heated fast before Lois pulled away from Clark, trying to catch her breath. She grinned at Clark deviously. "You best get me out of this gown, fast."
Clark returned her devious look before he pulled her close to him and began to unlace the back of her gown. Lois made quick work of his tunic, kissing each bit of newly exposed soft skin, each kiss urging Clark to hurry up. But Clark wasn't wasting time, as soon as he unlaced the last bit of Lois' gown he quickly pushed it off her before quickly pulling her corset off her body with his pure strength. Lois let out a yelp of shock as he tossed the corset aside leaving her top bare to him. She quickly reached to unlace his trousers before Clark picked her up once more and gently laid her on the bed. Clark hooked his fingers around her skirts before slowly, tediously pulling them down her legs.
Lois pulled her bottom lip between her teeth, it was the first time she ever had been naked before a man and she was nervous that she would not please him. Clark took a moment to admire his blushing bride before he pushed his loosened trousers down his legs revealing himself to his wife for the first time. Clark quickly crawled atop Lois before he kissed her passionately once more, he could feel that she was stiff and wanted to calm her. Clark moved himself down to kiss all over Lois' body and smiled when he felt her begin to soften beneath him. Lois moaned when she couldn't take it anymore, she grabbed Clark by the hair and pulled him up to her. Clark smiled and went to capture Lois' lips but she quickly placed a finger to his lips. She looked up at him lovingly, he was hers, all hers, for all time.
"How many did you love before me?" Lois questioned, nuzzling her nose against his. She felt his hardness pressing against her center which made her both excited and anxious.
"None." Clark whispered against her lips, Lois stopped him again.
"And after me?" Lois questioned vulnerability.
"None." Clark whispered before finally capturing her lips and slipping inside her warmth for the first time.
The next morning Lois woke up to the sunlight streaming in through the open curtains of her new bedchamber which she shared with her husband. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked up at the man she was cuddled into, who was playing with her soft hair. Lois' smile beamed bright as she pushed herself off Clark and traced her finger along his chest and down his chiseled stomach before meeting his sleepy morning eyes. "Now I am quite married."
Clark smiled before grasping Lois and pulling her down to him, rolling over so he hovered over Lois. "Good morning wife."
"Mmm… good morning husband." Lois smiled up at him kissing him boldly. It was the start of a fruitful, passionate, powerful loving, and enduring marriage.
"Today we shall travel to Seafield Hall, and spend our honeymoon in bed." Clark grinned wickedly, tracing her smooth jaw line.
"I like the sound of that." Lois whispered happily before pushing off of him and scurrying out of bed. "Well come on! The sooner we ready ourselves the sooner we leave for Seafield!"
Clark chuckled before rushing out of bed to capture his wife in his arms and spin her around elegantly. "If that is your wish, then I am happy to obey." He kissed her before she rushed off to her wardrobe and Clark began to dress as well.
So what did you all think? There were a few things that inspired this scene, one a particular wedding scene in the Game of Thrones series, Tristan and Isolde, and The Young Victoria
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