tell the world that we finally got it all right

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Natalie had really gone all out for this thing, hadn't she? Leo, for his part, had only been involved enough to put together the mechanical birds she'd asked for. How the wedding and reception looked didn't matter to him a bit - all he wanted was her, and he had her.

Though that wasn't to say he didn't appreciate all the work she'd done. Everything looked amazing, and it all had the steampunk vibe Leo and his siblings were known for, but with just enough touches of magic to suit herself, too. All in all, it was the best wedding he could have hoped for, and the only thing that could make it better would be if he could convince Natalie to have a dance with him, after all. She'd resisted so far, given him crap when he's tried to teach her, but maybe now that the day is here...

But even that, he could do without if he had to. They're here, surrounded by friends and family (and that was still a strange thought to Leo, especially now that Dan was legally his father-in-law), and they're together and this time, it's permanent. Even their daughter, Josephine, was here, being watched by Piper or Dany or Enjolras or Dan in turns. It was all he needed, he thought, pulling his new bride close to nab another kiss. A perfect day for a perfect woman, and Leo was beyond elated to show how much he loved her for all the world to see.

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She reluctantly has to pull away to tug at his pants, wanting to put them both on the same level again. Natalie has mastered restraint, not yet showing exactly how much she wants him right here and now. It wouldn’t do to rush their first night and she has always enjoyed the slow build with him.

It’s when she’s tossed his pants aside that she steps between his knees again to hoist herself into his lap, straddling his hips just the way she likes. There’s still her hair to deal with, perfectly pinned; she can easily undo it with a shake of her head but she also suspects that he wants everything to do with dismantling her bridal look now that they’re finally alone.

“How’s that?” she murmurs, brushing her lips over his forehead.

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Though he's disappointed at her pulling away, Leo can't say he doesn't like the reason why, and shifts accordingly. There's a slow grin tugging at the corners of his mouth as she settles on top of him, the admiration he feels for her clear in his eyes.

"Perfect," he breathes, carefully resting his hands on her waist once more as he slowly sweeps his gaze over Natalie's body to meet her own. Reaching up to pull her to him, Leo sets his hand on the back of her neck, already feeling some of the pins in her hair. He'll get there, he thinks, but going slow is ideal for tonight and he's determined to enjoy every moment and make sure that she does, too. Catching her lips, he moves slowly, drawing out the kiss and making it last while he lets his hand wander to the pins, slowly and carefully removing them one by one and letting them fall to the floor.

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She hums quietly and contentedly into their kiss, keeping it slow but no less passionate than before, staying true to the pace they've mutually set for the night. With each pin that he removes from her hair, a loose tendril falls to her shoulders, down her back. It releases the smell of her shampoo, the same scent she has used for years and years.

Eventually she tips her head back to look at him, licking her lips enticingly. There is mischief in her eyes, the twinkle growing the wilder her hair gets. Her fingers stroke over his bare chest, one hand wandering around his side to run her finger nails over his back.

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Finally, they're all out and he can really look at her, the way those wild curls frame her face intriguing him as they always had. She's beautiful, and he won't hesitate to let her know that, with words or without. And the smell takes him back to when they were teenagers, still figuring their feelings and each other out but more than willing to take the dive, as they both are tonight. The passion is still alive, just as it was then - only stronger now, more sophisticated and mature, and they're unafraid to share it.

That sparkle in her eye proves that Natalie knows exactly what she's doing, deliberately teasing him the way that only she can. The feeling of her nails on his bare skin draws out a quiet breath from him, and in return he slips his hand under the hem of the pretty lace lingerie she'd saved for tonight, slowly working his way around to her back as the other hand curls into her hair, tugging gently.

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For as long as she can remember, his hands have been rough, the callouses from working a stark contrast to her skin, marked from fighting but still mostly smooth. Her own hands accomplish a great deal but most of the time, they barely have to touch anything. She loves his hands when he's working but she especially loves them because they know their way around her and how to keep her happy.

She's always liked how his skin looks against her paleness, a subtle contrast, even when she freckles after being in the sun. And, lucky her, she gets to see and experience this for the rest of her life.

Inhaling quickly, her head follows his hand and she licks her lips again, hovering but not kissing him yet, waiting for his next action, wanting him to continue undressing her.

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Should he keep going now, or should he wait and draw this out a bit longer? They're kind of at a standstill, both of them stripped to just their underclothes, each eagerly anticipating the other's next moves. He enjoys the softness of her skin beneath his, but his fingers just barely catch as he skirts the lace, and with all Natalie's said and done up to this point, the decision is easily made.

Meeting her eyes, Leo smiles and brushes his lips over hers, barely touching as he deftly unclasps the bra. His hand leaves her hair to slide the straps over her shoulders, and halfway down, his gaze drops to look her over with no small amount of appreciation. His wife, he thinks happily, is the most beautiful woman he's ever known, hands down, and for a moment he feels like a kid again, excited and in love and ecstatic that she'd said yes, that she wants to spend her life with him of all people. The only day that comes anywhere near making him as happy as tonight is the day their daughter was born, and he wants this one to be just as memorable.

He doesn't pause, almost gently setting the bra aside as his free hand covers her breast, filling his palm just as perfectly as ever. Another indication that they belong together, if you ask him. No relationship he's had ever stood up to Natalie. She's all he needs, tonight or any other night.

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Her back arches gradually, pressing herself further against him. Returning the slight tease, she brushes her lips over his, always enjoying having him under her. She almost asks him what he wants next, eager to please him, to keep thanking him for waiting for her when she had to figure herself out.

But, right now, Natalie knows what she wants, and it's to push him a little. She begins to roll her hips, letting her fingers skim over the curves of his arms, the flat planes of his chest until she brings both hands up his neck to frame his face, her brown eyes dark with intent.

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Having her pressed against him like this will never get old, Leo thinks, and he welcomes every moment now and yet to come. And he's always had a weak spot for having her on top of him, straddling his hips like this, and when she starts to move against him, he doesn't hold back a quiet, pleased moan, his eyes drifting shut to enjoy it fully.

When they open again, there's love and adoration and desire filling them, and he's eager to return the favor. His thumb, still at her chest, brushes over the sensitive skin there, keeping his touch light but enough to encourage Natalie not to stop. The other hand slips around her waist, pulling her closer as she rolls her hips over him before sliding back to her hip and inside her underwear to her backside.

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Even as she moves over him, the moment he slides his fingers underneath the lace, it strikes her as funny, how laughably small those panties are compared to her usual - still very cute - boyshorts. Instead of laughing, thankfully, she just smiles, open-mouthed and breathing deeply.

Her rhythm is slow and steady, not wanting to get him too riled up too soon. She places a hand over his hand on her chest, squeezing his fingers encouragingly, wanting more teasing, even if it does distract her from all of this.

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They've been moving slowly but steadily tonight, so when she asks for more, he's glad to give it. His hands, rough as they are from work, should have enough texture to tease the way she wants, and for the fun of it, Leo gives her nipple a little tweak, his eyes twinkling with mischief. This is how well they fit together, he thinks to himself, that they can do all this without going too far, because they've both silently agreed to make this last. They've got all week to commemorate this day, and he has plans for them all, so there is no reason to rush tonight. Still, his hips move in time with hers, naturally matching her rhythm and trying to steady his breathing as he gradually pushes the lace down.

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There's a little more of that impish nature, and she appreciate it, grinning down at him. She's always loved his hands, how they look, how they feel. Hers have always been smooth, protected even when she relied more on a bow and arrow.

Reluctantly pausing, Natalie is still eager to have her clothes off and she pushes herself into a standing position so he csn properly slide her panties down her hips.

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It occurs to him then, as she straightens before him, just how much he loves her smile, loves her and everything about her. Even as he pushes her underwear down her leg, out of the way, he looks up at her with adoration in his eyes, and says, "Siempre me encanta tu sonrisa."