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A Magical Wedding	By : TheShadowCat Category: G through L > Hellboy Views: 4671 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Hellboy, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A ripple in the water is the only clue she has of his approach. She looks down and sees his long blue form swimming up to her on his back. He stops right in front of her and gently sinks to the bottom with his head coming to rest of the tops of her feet. She smiles down at him as he smiles up to her and they stay that way for several moments.

“Comfortable?” she asks.

Quite, he answers.

“Enjoying the view?” she inquires.

Very much so, he responds.

Her gaze slides down his body and she notices with great delight that he took her advice to go swimming sans shorts. In fact, her eyes travel no farther than the now bare skin laid out below her and she enjoys seeing that a part of his anatomy is now partially standing at attention.

Enjoying the view? he inquires.

“Very much so,” she says in a breathy voice.

She watches as her words cause him to come to near full attention. A blue hand snakes its way up her leg, caressing it as he turns his head and starts to kiss her ankle. He slowly starts to work his way up the appendage that’s now threatening to give out.

“Abe,” she gasps.

Sit down, he orders.

She quickly complies with a splash and settles into the soft silt beneath her since the other option is to fall down. He flips himself over and pulls himself out of the water until his face is level with hers. The water is now up to just below her shoulders and her breasts are gently bobbing in the soft waves. The cold water has caused goose bumps all over her body and her nipples to harden.

He leans forward and their lips meet, at first gently, but as the passion takes over the kiss deepens and becomes more intense. She reaches up and starts to caress his face, delighting in the feel of his moist skin as his lips begin to wander down to her neck. He finds the area just under her ear an excellent place to work since it causes her mind to go completely blank. He starts to suck on that spot in earnest as she continues to mindlessly stroke him.

Her hands wander over the top of his head and down the back, accidentally brushing the bump there. He winces and she freezes in place, afraid to move, afraid that she’s hurt him again. He gently pulls the offending hand away and brings it to his lips where he kisses the palm.

“Did I hurt you?” she whispers, nearly in tears.

“Startled would be more like,” he replies, trying to reassure her.

“But I saw you flinch,” she protests.

“Well, it didn’t exactly tickle,” he states. “I’ll be fine.”

“But…” she starts.

Any further protests are silenced when his lips claim hers once more. He quickly intensifies the kiss and her mind goes blank once more. He releases the hand he captured earlier and starts to caress her body.

Small mewls escape her throat as the fondling increases and his mouth starts to explore its way down her jaw and throat. He continues his southward trek as one of her hands caresses what it can reach and the other rests on the back of his neck just at the base of his skull.

He works his way down past her collar bone, the taste of her trembling body brings him to new found hardness. As he continues his ministrations across her chest he can feel her shaking harder with her pent up need. Suddenly, she grabs his face in her hands, pulls away, and forces his head out of the water to look her.

“Are you going to be alright?” she asks worriedly.

“I’ll be fine,” he growls, frustrated.

“But the last time we made love you collapsed,” she points out, not in the least bit reassured. “And your skin was gray.”

“Last time we were in your bed,” he reminds her. “This time we’re in water so I’ll be alright. Now, if you don’t mind, I was busy turning you into mindless mush.”

With that he immediately latches onto one of her nipples and starts to suck on it. Her eyes and head roll back as a small squeak escapes her lips. He pulls her closer so that he can attend the wonderful little pink bud in his mouth as his gills gratefully absorb the oxygen out of the water. She moans and writhes in his grasp causing their bare skins to rub against each other, creating a delightful friction.

He finally releases her nipple and she grabs him, flipping him over so that she’s kneeling and straddling his lap. He sits up as her hand snakes between them and grabs his manhood causing him to gasp. A shiver runs up his spine as she gently strokes him and starts to place gentle kisses on his face.

He can feel his gills flare trying to deal with the abundance of air around them while her kisses continue to rain down on him. She slowly starts to work her way down his neck to his fluttering gills where more kisses are placed at the base of the front gill. A groan resonates from his chest when she does this and it makes her smile against his cool skin.

He starts to run his hands over her body, going where ever they may. She pushes herself up until she slightly towers over him and now it’s her turn to claim his lips. Tongues wrestle as she moves her hips forward and positions herself over his erection. She slowly lowers herself until he’s fully sheathed inside of her and they both moan with the feeling.

She gently, but firmly pushes back on his shoulders. He gets the idea, releasing her from his embrace as he leans back far enough for his neck to be submerged and taking his weight onto his arms. She keeps her hands on his shoulders for balance as she starts to ride him.

She starts a deliberately slow pace, enjoying once more the feeling of him filling her to the max. All he can do is watch her as she moves up and down his shaft with her head thrown back exposing a delicious expanse of skin and her breasts bouncing up and down with her movements. It’s slow torture watching her, feeling her move up and down on him and not being able to touch her back.

Suddenly, she starts to move faster, pumping up and down on him in a wild frenzy. Panted mewls escape her lips as she slams down on him taking him fully within herself. She gladly races towards the precipice with all of her might and then throws herself off the top with a cry.

She collapses onto his chest and he quickly sits up again in order to get her face out of the water. He holds her as she leans against him panting quietly and her warm breath playing over his scales. He embraces her shuddering form, still firmly lodge within her.

A short eternity later, she sits up and looks at him. He lovingly looks back at her just before he leans down and kisses her. He’s gentle and slow as he holds her closer and she wraps her arms around his torso.

Their lips finally part and he leans back a little to gaze upon his wife again. She smiles up at him just before she squeezes the muscles around the part of his body that’s still ensconced within her. He gasps, flares his gills and holds her closer.

“Keep that up and I’ll drag you out to deeper water,” he threatens.

“And what if that’s what I want you to do?” she teases as she gives him another squeeze.

“Hold your breath,” is the only warning he gives before launching himself into the water.

She barely manages to grab a lung full of air before she’s submerged in the cool fluid of the pond. She quickly wraps her legs back around his waist as he nearly slides out of her with his sudden movement. She hangs on as he starts to swim into deeper water.

His undulations cause him to start sliding in and out of her making her want to start moaning and gasping for breath. Her lungs start to ache as his moves increase the friction he’s creating drives her near to the braking point. By the time she doesn’t think she can take it any more, he stops and she resurfaces.

Taking in huge gulps of air, she blinks the water out of her eyes and looks around. They’re near the opposite shore of the pond and she notices that he’s lying on his back with her on top and by some miracle, he’s still inside her.

“I thought you were going to take me into deeper water,” she states in confusion.

Change of plans, he replies. Keep your head up.

With that he starts to move his body in a wave motion that causes them to start flowing across the water as he grabs hold of her hips. Grabbing hold of his arms, she leans back and closes her eyes as his movements start making those wonderfully delightful feelings to stir in her once more. This time she can moan all she wants.

Before long she can feel the pressure building up again as he moves inside her drawing her closer to the edge. Again and again he pulls in and out occasionally changing his hip position and hitting a new spot causing her to gasp and groan out his name. Suddenly, they start going faster through the water and she can feel him slamming into her repeatedly as they create a sizable wake behind them and she’s quickly pushed towards that familiar precipice again.

With one final buck, they both cry out their completion as hands and legs loosen their holds. He slips out from underneath her as she slowly sinks under the wind blown waves of the pond. She at least has enough conscious thought to not try breathing while underwater.

But when her lungs start demanding fresh air, she’s not quite with it enough to pull herself back up to the surface. She feebly tries to paddle back up towards the light, but it does little good. Suddenly, something hard hits her in the gut driving what little air that is left in her lungs out. The searing pain in her lungs and the ache in her middle are enough to get enough of her senses back as she starts to struggle to get away from whatever has hold of her totally unaware of her surroundings.

Just when she’s sure she’s either going to drown or be killed by whatever has hold of her, her head breaks through the surface. She takes in a huge lung full of air and starts coughing as she tries to blink away the spots in front of her eyes. When she’s finally able to see straight, she looks down to see that it’s Abe who’s brought her back up.

“Maybe that wasn’t the best idea,” he mutters as his head breaks through the surface and he pulls her closer to him.

All she can do is nod as she tries to catch her breath and he lifts himself out of the water enough for her to lay her head on his shoulder. He gently strokes her back as she snuggles into him. Making sure to stay on his back, he starts to slowly swim back towards shore. By the time she even notices that they’re moving, they’re almost back to where they started from.

“You’re kicking me out, aren’t you?” she asks sadly.

“I have to,” he answers as his foot hits bottom. “You’re getting cold and you’re tired. Not a good combination to have around water.”

She just nods again with a sigh while he carries her from the water. He gently sets her on her feet, picks up her robe and helps her get the item back on since she’s shivering too hard to do it herself. Once it’s secured, he lifts her up again and carries her towards the house.

“So, was that make up sex for me pushing you down the stairs or you scaring me spitless in the shower?” she asks.

“Hm, don’t know,” he admits. “I guess we’ll just have to keep having sex until we’re sure that we’ve made up for everything.”

She chuckles quietly as he takes her up the steps that lead to the house. She starts to squirm a bit, but he just holds her tighter.

“I can walk you know,” she grumbles irritably. “My legs aren’t broken.”

“I just want to make sure you make it back upstairs,” he says soothingly.

She grumbles something indiscernible as she nestles into his chest. He just smiles as he continues his trek up to the house. Once inside, he takes her up to the master bathroom, sits her on the seat to the vanity and starts the shower.

Once the water is up to temperature, he strips her and then puts her in. She almost immediately starts to sink to the floor. He quickly catches her and then follows her into the shower. He leans against the wall while holding her up and letting the hot water warm her back up. She just sighs again and leans into him.

“So what’s this about being able to walk?” he teases.

“I’d give you a big fat raspberry if it didn’t require so much effort,” she snarls at him.

“After you’re warmed up, you’re taking a nap,” he orders.

“If you’d just be quiet, we won’t have to wait that long,” she mutters, leaning more of her weight onto him.

After a few minutes, he realizes that she wasn’t lying as he has to hold her sleeping form up. He continues to stand there holding her for quite some time allowing the water to turn her skin from a pallid color to a nice deep pink. He finally turns off the water as it starts to cool, picks her up and carries her out of the shower, not entirely sure what to do with her now.

He stands there for a good minute trying to decide what to do with his sleeping wife. He finally goes with getting her dried before putting her to bed so as not to get the bedding soaked. After grabbing several towels from the linen closet while still holding her in his arms, he sits down on the vanity seat. Very carefully he dries off as much of the water from her that he can. Her hair is the proverbial sponge and there’s no getting that completely dry.

With his task complete, he decides he doesn’t want to trek down to the pond again so he starts to fill the tub just before heading into the bedroom not really paying attention to the temperature setting. He carefully lies her down on the bed and gently tucks her in. He sits on the edge of the bed and watches her sleep for several minutes.

He finally drags himself away from her amazed at how tired he is. He returns to the bathroom thankful that he still had the brain power to fill the tub earlier. He turns off the tap not even noticing the steam rising from the basin.

He starts to slide into the water and just about hurts himself jumping out. Belatedly, he realizes that he turned on the hot tap. While cold water doesn’t bother him, hot water can hurt him.

Not wanting to waste the water, he turns on the cold tap and brings the bath to a more manageable temperature. Within a short time, the water is much more pleasant and he slides in with a sigh of pleasure. He reaches up and turns on the jets and within a very short space of time, he’s sound asleep.
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