This is a disclaimer as the actual chapter may be uncomfortable for those with fragile sensibilities. It is their wedding night after all , and we cannot have them merely playing Scrabble and Pictionary. Let me know if you want to read a tamer version rather than a more suggestive one, am yet to write the part. Whatever works for you will form the basis, let me know either way through your comments!

"Too acidic, too cliched, why all the fuss over champagne?" She puckered up, recalling her contempt for the celebration wine. "Taste it first, and then decide." He tempted her. "Just one glass?" She asked him. "It is a loving cup for our honeymoon night, we share everything." He put the glass to her lips. " This is amazing!" She smacked her lips relishing the taste of the drink. "It's a Poinsettia- champagne, orange liqueur and cranberry juice." He explained. "You don't want some?" She asked, taking another sip. "Sure I do, thanks for offering." He whispered as he latched on his lips over hers, enjoying both, the cocktail and her mouth with his busy tongue.

"I think I am tipsy enough now!" She stroked his jawline slowly with her index finger, then teasing his lips. "Not before I reveal a surprise." He turned around to bring her something . "Surprise? What is it?" She asked him eagerly. "You have too many clothes on, while this shows off best on bare skin!" He eased her top off her shoulders, revealing her flat, toned midriff. "It is a belly chain!" He unwrapped it and fastened it around her waist. "This is all you need on your skin tonight, and not a shred of fabric. Here, see for yourself how sexy you look!" He turned her to face the mirror. He was right, it did make her slim waist look doubly attractive. "Just one more thing left!" She was surprised to see him bring out his shaving kit. "Surely you don't need to shave for our wedding night!" She wondered what he was up to. "It is not for me, but for you. Strip the rest off right now!"

"You were incredible!" She mumbled, exhausted. "So were you!" He caressed the hair cascading down her bare back. "You know, I probably won't get a period during the time the Depo shot is effective!" She grinned at him. "I know, that means our honeymoon can go on uninterrupted. Remind me to pick up more lube." He smirked at her. "What if you get tired after having to work so hard?" She teased him. "Then I'll just eat more eggs and watermelon, that's supposed to keep the flag flying high! And what if you run out of stamina?" His query was genuine. "Missionary's a girl's best friend! You get to do the hard work while I just lie back and enjoy myself!" She looked him in the eye to see his reaction. "You know how much I enjoy the Lotus and the Cowgirl. All this pillow talk and I am good to go again. Flip over, Shefaali!" His voice was huskier than ever.