Description Luka and Chole just got married.  It was a small wedding with a few friends in attendance.  The justice of the peace performed the ceremony.  They have eloped.  

    The warning is not recommended for audiences under age 18 as it has some possible mature sexual content.

       Luka's POV:
       

      "Chole, come on, dear."

   "Okay, Luka, where are we going?"

       "You will find out soon enough."

        I  arrive with my lovely bride at the lake house.

       I unpack our bags, then carry her in bridal style.

      "I love you."

        "I love you too, Luka."

        I  set her on the bed.

        I see her blush.

        "Are you alright?"

       "Yes, I'm a bit nervous."

        "Me too."

     I lock the door and close the blinds.

   Now that we have privacy, I kiss her.

      I hear her moan as she kisses me.

     I gently unbutton her shirt as she undoes the ones on mine.

     Soon our shirts are on the floor, followed by our shoes, my belt, her cute skirt, my pants,  and the rest of our clothes.

    I hear her sigh, so I stand up.

   I see her wink at me.

  "What is it, darling?"

  "Let's shower, then make love."  I hear her say shyly.

     I smirk at her.

    I carry her with me to the bathroom.

    Now, as we stand in the shower, I see her shiver.

   I help her wash, and she does the same with me.

   Our first shower as a couple was sweet, I thought.

      We take turns drying off.

      I carry her back to the room.

  I gently lay her on the bed and hear her giggle.

    "What is so funny?"

   "You do not have to carry me all the time."

   "You need the proper bridal treatment."

    "What is it, Luka?"

     I massage her tender areas.

    I hear her moan with pleasure.

   I kiss her.

  I pull her close.

 Soon, I feel her massage my privates and moan too.

    I see her smirk.

   I  feel my lower parts harden from her touch.

    "Chole, are you ready?"

     "Y-yes, L-Luka, my love."  I can tell she is a nervous wreck.

      I  gently shove my, well, you know, into her.

     I felt her relax.   I  continue to move back and forth as she does.

     Thirty minutes later, we both are finished.

   "Whoa, it was amazing, babe."

    "Same with you."

    I hear her fall asleep.

  I turn off the light and fall asleep too.

 I hear the rain when I awaken the next day.

   "Chole, what are you in the mood for today?"

  "Pancakes, orange juice, and sex."

    I blush at the last announcement.

    I can not tell she is not fully awake enough to realize what she just said.

     After a quick shower, I got dressed and worked on breakfast.

   I hear the water, so I figure she is taking her shower now.

    Chole joins me as I get the orange juices ready.

    "Here you go."

   I set a few pancakes in front of her.

  "Oh, thanks, Luka."

   I smile as we eat breakfast together.

   I know we dated for two years.  Our engagement lasted two weeks.

"Luka, what are you doing?"
  

I see her face turn bright red as she yells at me.

  It was after breakfast, and I  had removed my clothes.

   "Chole, you wanted pancakes, orange juice, and sex.    I might just grant your third request."

      I  gulp as she joins me inside the hot tub.  Soon, I feel her crawl onto my lap.

      "You make me feel heated up."

      "It was the idea, darling."  I hear her say to tease me.

         I kiss her and start to sway my hips back and forth.

        I feel her tongue join mine.

        I feel her squeal as we make love in the hot tub.

        Afterward, we take a shower, then put on dry clothes.

       Later, she puts her head on my shoulder as we watch a movie together.

     It was a romance film.  

      "Are you ready for a walk now?"

    "Yes."

  After the walk, I took her bowling, then out to lunch.  We played put-put, had some milkshakes, and had lots of other fun.  

     For supper, I fixed her favorite, salad, meatloaf, and mashed potatoes.  We played checkers as it started to rain again.

      As for the rest of what we did well, we are married so I will leave that up to your imagination.

 The end

Until the next LukaLoe one-shot story,

bye-bye, little owlets!

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