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Drunk could not even cover the way Sevika felt right now. She wobbled on her feet, finally making her way their hotel door. Her key card was somewhere, but she couldn't remember if it was in her pants pocket or suit jacket.
Mel was hot on her back, her hands didn't stay still, as she used Sevika's body to stay standing. The fifth glass of wine did her in good, and she wanted to expel that energy on her new wife. Wife. She was now Sevika's wife.
The day was long and nerve wracking, but they were finally married. Mel's body was still sore from all the dancing, but excitement still thrummed through her.
"Sevikaaaaa." Mel's hands gripped at the taller woman, holding her like she'd fly away if she let go.
"Yes?" Sevika slurred her words, the card to the room was not in her pockets.
"We're married baby. Can you believe it?" Mel leaned too hard, causing the both of them to slam into the door. Mel's arms caged her ex fiance in.
Sevika grabbed on to Mel, trying to keep herself up. "I can."
"You can?" Mel asked so sweetly, lips pouted and everything.
Sevika grabbed Mel's face with her hands. Both of their eyes were shiny as hell, looking at each other lovingly. "I love you. Of course I can believe it."
"Oh, you're so corny!" Mel's voice carried into the hallway. But Sevika didn't care, her wife could be as loud as she wanted.
"You married my corny ass." Sevika snorted, making Mel bust out a squeak. Sevika's brows furrowed in frustration, searching her body. "I just want to make love to my beautiful wifeeeee, where is the key."
Mel pulled the card out from her bra, waving it around. "I forgot I put it in here."
Sevika grabbed it, and swiped it against the door. She missed a few times, but the door eventually clicked to let them in.
The room was decked out. Mel's mom was well off, so the wedding was all on Ambessa's dime. It was a suite that had the two walk into the main area, the place could be mistaken for apartment penthouse.
The two shuffled in, not even bothering to look around. Too caught up in each other's embrace.
They somehow ended up on the rug in front of the living room's big ass tv. Sevika's body covered Mel's, her mission was to leave as many marks on Mel as she could.
"Sevikaaa, we should shower first." Mel moaned as Sevika left a bruising kiss above her heart.
"Do you want me to stop?" Sevika's voice carried a bit of a whine.
"No." Mel brought her closer, wrapping her legs around the woman above her. The reception dress she wore rode up, revealing the black lace around her hips.
Sevika carried on with her trail, sliding the dress off of Mel's shoulders. Her lips met Mel's stomach, enjoying the soft belly hair she had felt a thousand times before.
"Lift up." Sevika couldn't finish a full sentence, but she knew she wanted her wife's legs around her head. She waited for Mel to move, eyes focused on the panties in front of her.
Mel stayed still.
Sevika glanced up, only to see Mel's head tilted all the way back, mouth agape. No longer was she panting heavily for release, but her breathing was heavy enough to snore. Mel was knocked the fuck out.
"Oh, baby." Sevika couldn't help but shake her head, showing her gap in a drunk smile. She knew how Mel got with wine, and they were on their feet all day. The fact that they even got this far was a miracle.
Sevika picked her wife up like nothing, carrying her into their temporary bedroom in a bridal's pose. She settled Mel under the blankets, and slid in beside her.
"Shower my ass." Sevika said as she wrapped her arm around her spouse, burying her head on Mel's chest. She didn't bother changing them out of their dress clothes, knowing she'd be too uncoordinated. She'd just have to deal with that in the morning.