Commission: Celebrating Love (RWBY)

Summary: A RWBY commission taking place in a fantasy setting. Pyrrha and a man named Thane have finally married one another. They enter their castle, and celebrate their lover, making love for the first time as husband and wife. Includes: Love, Fluff, OC

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Some say true love didn’t exist. Some said it was something that only existed in fairy tales, not in the harsh reality that we lived in. 

The simple emotion, love, was so scrutinized under humanity’s eyes. Men throughout history talked about love, debated it, studied it, dissected and deconstructed it… They struggled to understand the sacred emotion. Was it a mere chemical reaction in the mind? Or something more from within the person’s core?

When Thane stared into Pyrrha’s eyes, or rather, his wife’s eyes, he realized that all the scholars and all those philosophers in the world could not understand what he felt. He loved Pyrrha Nikos, he loved her more than anything else in the world, the kind of love that stories and legends surrounded. 

When he stared into the emerald eyes of his one true love, Thane understood love. Not in words, but in his heart, in his emotions. It was unmistakable for the young man. The fire burning in the pit of his stomach, made of desire, trust, empathy, and jealousy, was love.

“Something on your mind?” His wife’s sweet voice inquired, and Thane chuckled, before shaking his head.

He was brought back to reality, out of his fantasies and into the castle he and his Queen shared. The mighty fortress where they would be spending the rest of their days. Their home, the place where they would even raise children of their own one day.

Thane almost laughed at the thought as he looked at his love. “No. Just thinking about how lucky I am. Today’s been amazing, Pyrrha,” he admitted. 

“And it isn’t over yet.” Her hand squeezed his, and she turned her head to the end of the stone hall. There was a doorway, and it would lead them to their bedroom. Just beyond that door…

His crimson-haired beauty glanced back at him, a coy grin on her face as her eyes shimmered with something he rarely saw from his love.

Mischief? Lust? Both, most likely. “Are you ready to…?” Her hand found his, squeezing it as she struggled to say the words. Her face was blushing, and despite her half-lidded eyes begging for it, she struggled to actually voice her desire. 

Thane chuckled, almost laughing at his lover as she finally found the right words. “Are you ready to celebrate the start of our honeymoon?”

Their honeymoon… For Thane, it was hard to believe just hours ago they were standing at the altar, exchanging vows as they swore themselves to each other. But Pyrrha was right. It was time to celebrate the start of their honeymoon, and their new lives as husband and wife…

“Nothing would make me happier.” Without any warning, he picked Pyrrha up, holding her in his arms the same way he carried her out of their wedding. One arm under her knees, and the other on her back, gently stroking her body as he effortlessly carried her.

“Oh my,” she moaned, heart skipping a beat as she gently stroked his chest through his clothes. “Someone’s eager.”

“Can you blame me?”

Thane pushed the door open with his back, carefully carrying his wife into the bedroom. Pyrrha’s head avoided the doorframe, before she her hand touched her lips. She gasped as she realized the room was already illuminated by several candles all throughout the room. 

Candles stood on golden stands along the edges of the room, and around the bed Thane had set for them. Each candle seemed to give out a fragrance, and Pyrrha took a deep whiff as she closed her eyes.

“I smell… the forest?”

“I thought it would match the bed.” The man gently dropped his love onto their freshly cleaned bed, and she marveled at the soft pelts under her. 

The wolf pelts were warm from the light of the candles, a stark contrast to the cool night outside. Pyrrha gasped as her hands stroked the soft fur, marvelling at how the soft hairs tickled her fingers.

“Do you like it?” Thane asked, and Pyrrha turned her face to look him in the eyes. He smiled as he realized there were tears pooling in the corners of her own eyes, 

“It’s perfect.” She took her husband by his tie, holding it as she pulled him into a quick kiss. He pecked her soft lips, before pulling his head back. She held onto his tie, though, staring into his eyes with a hungry smile.

“Ready to ruin this bed?” Pyrrha teased, her face scarlet as her heart raced. Every word seemed to leave her breathless as she stroked the soft fur under her body.

“I’m ready to ruin you, my love,” he replied, already taking off his tie. As soon as it was untied, Pyrrha tossed it aside for him, before she watched him take the rest of his clothes off.

“Not changing?” he inquired, glancing at her dress. 

“I’d rather have you help me out of this outfit, if it’s all the same to you,” she teased.

“Ooh, I like the sound of that.”

Pyrrha laughed, and Thane could tell it was forced.Not because she wasn’t charmed by her husband, but rather because Pyrrha was trying to hide just how eager she was to feel his cock. If their previous sessions were ending to judge from, she’ll be screaming to the heavens soon.

As Thane took his clothes off, revealing his scarred skin and muscular frame, his mind wandered slightly. He found himself just as eager as Pyrrha was, but with just a hint of worry. He wanted this night to be one of their best, if not the best night of their lives so far.

It wasn’t like this was their first time making love. That had been a long time ago, honestly. But this was their first time as a married couple, and despite being more in control of himself than his wife, Thane’s cheeks were a rosy hue.

His clothes laid on the ground, and his cock throbbed as he looked down at his lovely wife. She smiled in return, placing a hand over her breast.

“I’m yours.”

This earned her a smile, and Thane soon fell onto the bed of wolf pelts, kissing his wife as she melted in his arms. His fingers gently caressed her cheek as his other hand moved around her back, unzipping the dress just enough to make it hang loosely onto her body.

The two broke their kiss, staring at one another. Pyrrha’s fingers traced a scar running down her lover’s chest as his eyes were glued to her chest. He smiled, practically licking his teeth as he admired her gifted bosom. The white dress barely hid her nipples, and she blushed as she realized just where his eyes were.

“It’s all yours,” she whispered, wrapping her arms around his head and pulling him towards her. He allowed himself to fall onto her, his face pressed between her breasts. Pyrrha didn’t seem to mind the extra weight, in fact, she seemed to love the feeling of him on top of her. 

His tongue pushed out of his mouth, smacking against one of her breasts as his hand yanked on the dress. The dress had been so tight, and the material just thick enough, that Pyrrha hadn’t bothered wearing a bra. So when he pulled on the dress, he was witness to her gorgeous body, almost drooling at the sight of her naked tits.

“You married me not wearing a bra?” he chuckled, kneading one of her breasts as he pulled his head back just enough to speak. His finger pressed down on her nipple as she moaned, her entire face painted scarlet.

“I-I didn’t think it would be a problem. I thought it would make things easier later…”

“Heh. You were right.” He wrapped his lips around her nipple, sucking on the tit as his hand continued to knead and squeeze her breast. His strong hands pushed down on her body, earning another moan from Pyrrha’s sweet lips. 

Thane eventually switched, sucking and bathing one breast in his saliva as his other hand played with her breast. He touched the boob, feeling his own spit as he squeezed the firm shape. He gave her nipple a pinch, before pulling on it, lifting it off of her chest as she moaned.

“Y-your mouth feels so good,” she confessed with a shiver.

“Yours does too,” he replied. He spoke from experience, and Pyrrha’s blush glowed as she tried to ignore him. Memories of him sucking his cock, lips wrapped around the girthy, savory member played out in her head as Thane released her.

Her breast came free with a pop, before Thane licked his lips. “Delicious.” Pyrrha did not seem to match, or appreciate his little comment. The redhead was blushing up a storm, shaking as she spread her legs apart. 

“S-stop teasing me,” she begged, voice breathless. “Please, I-I want your cock, Thane.”

What kind of husband could deny such a command? Especially coming from his beautiful, kind wife! Not he, obviously. As Thane played with Pyrrha’s breasts, one hand on each tit, the young man quietly debated. How should he continue? Her body was so beautiful, he wasn’t sure where to start, where to take things next...

The question answered itself as Pyrrha stared into his eyes, silently begging one last time, before she kissed him. Her fingers dug into his back as she pulled him close, craving him. She opened her mouth, sticking her tongue into his mouth and letting it swirl inside of him. He tried to gasp in shock, but the small tongue in him left that rather difficult. 

Instead he allowed Pyrrha to lead them. Thane kissed back, wrapping his arms around her back as their tongues wrestled. The emerald-eyed beauty moaned loudly, gasping as her husband’s tongue explored her mouth. 

It almost felt like their first kiss all over again. Tongues smacking, lips pressed together, and their eyes opening in the middle of the kiss. They stared into each other’s eyes, pulling apart as thin threads of saliva linked their mouths. They quietly laughed, their faces red as they became drunk on their love.

Pyrrha gave her husband another kiss, before she released him. She pulled at her hair, taking the small ribbon holding it off. Her ponytail became undone, and long, red hair fell down her back. 

The beautiful redhead laid on her back, her scarlet locks laying under her like the wolf pelts making up their bed. Her emerald eyes glowed with love as intense as the sun, desire flickering in her gaze like a flame. Her body was on full display, hefty, naked breasts sitting on her chest as she rubbed her hips to and fro. Her arms laid over her head, resting there as she smiled.

“Take me…”

Thane obeyed his queen, laying on her again and positioning his hard cock between her legs. With one slow, gentle thrust, the man was inside his wife, and her tight walls were wrapped tightly around his shaft.

Pyrrha moaned, and her husband did the same as he kissed and licked her soft neck. He sucked on her flawless skin as he pushed deeper and deeper into her, filling her as she continued to moan. 

They were the perfect fit for one another, it felt. His throbbing, veiny cock inside her warm, welcoming, and wet pussy. Her walls tightened around him, squeezing her arms wrapped around him once more. SHe pulled him close, whispering something before she kissed him again.

“I love you.” 

Thane wanted to say the same, but Pyrrha’s lips made that rather difficult. He kissed back, his moans trapped by her lips as he bucked his hips back and forth. He slowly dragged his dick back, almost pulling it out of her until only the tip was inside her. Then he pushed forward, thrusting into her once more. She moaned in his arms, panting as he slowly built up speed. 

Every thrust was building pressure inside of her. Her legs lifted off of the bed and wrapped around his body, hooking onto each other as she broke their kiss. 

“Thane…”

“I love you, Pyrrha,” he whispered, kissing her cheeks, tasting her soft, warm flesh. She let out a mewl, shuddering as her tongues hung out of her mouth. 

“Oh, fuck,” she cursed. Thane grinned. He loved bringing out the naughty side of his lover. She was always so polite, so sweet… to see her curse and swear like that, it only made his body want her more. 

Thane allowed his body to go wild on her. They both knew she was strong enough to take it, and honestly, she’d probably be offended at anything less than his best. His arms wrapped around her body, both slipping under her back. One hand grabbed the shoulder opposite of it, while the other held Pyrrha by the back of her head. He stared at her face, watching the way tears of joy pooled in the corner of her eyes as he made love to her.

“Are you going to cum?” he teased, stealing a quick kiss.

“Not. Until. You do!” she replied, panting as her pussy squeezed tightly on his shaft. That made Thane pause, and he froze for a moment as his balls slapped against his wife’s body.

“Oh, fuck,” he moaned, trembling as Pyrrha’s hips moved. The tight walls of her pussy dragged along every inch of his penis, sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout his body.

He stared into her eyes, watching her smile as her eyes shimmered. “Are you going to cum?” she asked, mimicking his teasing voice. 

Thane chuckled, before he pulled Pyrrha into another kiss. Their lips massaged one another’s, before their tongues met in the middle in a passionate kiss. Their tongues wrestled with one another, tasting each other as their bodies moved in sync. 

The young couples’ hips slammed into one another, and it almost felt like the room was shaking every time Thane’s balls slapped against Pyrrha’s body. The two lovers felt like they were floating on clouds, lost to the wonderful sensation of giving yourself to the one you love. 

Their moans filled the room, even leaking out into the night sky outside as they made love. Pyrrha squeezed her husband, tears falling down her face as Thane moaned into her lips. Their breaths were haggard, but neither wanted to stop, even as their hearts pounded and their inevitable climax neared. 

All they felt was pleasure and love. The ecstacy of finding your soulmate. The pure joy of being in love, and celebrating that love. 

Thane and Pyrrha held each other tightly as they hit their climax together at the same exact moment. The white-haired man placed his head over her shoulder, and she did the same with his, and all the two heard was each other’s cries as they came.

His semen spilled forth into her, filling her womb and coating the walls of her womanhood in his seed. Pyrrha’s pussy practically milked it out of him, tightening as her muscles spasmed. Their nails dug into the other’s skin as they came, muscles going wild, voices crying out from the unimaginable bliss. 

Eventually they came down from their high, panting as their sweaty bodies clung to one another. Pyrrha’s limbs went limp, sprawled out on the bed as Thane rolled off of his love. He laid by her side, trying to catch his breath as his cum slowly leaked out of her pussy. 

“Is every time going to be like this?” Pyrrha panted, eyes aimed at the ceiling as she laid on the bed. 

“Hm. Maybe. Who knows? Maybe we’ll have even better sex next time,” her husband replied with a shrug as he laid on his side. “Only one way to find out.” Thane gave Pyrrha’s breast a gentle squeeze, and she laughed as she turned her head towards him.

“You’re insatiable. Give me a moment to catch my breath. ”

“Can you blame me? You’re perfect.” He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. She didn’t resist, resting her hands and head against his chest with a soft smile. 

She could hear his heartbeat, and that sound soothed her own racing heart. “I love you,” she repeated herself. “I love you so much, Thane.”

“And I you, Pyrrha. I’ll tell you it a million times over. I love you.” 

The two held one another, sharing warmth and just basking in their love as the candlelights illuminated their forms. The night was still young, but for now, this was all the newlyweds wanted.