Jasmine felt Vincent's tongue trying to enter her mouth. Inexperienced, she didn't know what to do.
Vincent wasn't experienced in this department either. He was just imitating what he saw in movies and read in romance novels.
Finding Jasmine not cooperating, Vincent bit her lower lip, making her feeling a slight sting and gasp.
In the split second she opened her mouth, he invaded her and coiled his tongue around hers. The wet feeling and the sweetness of her saliva made him intoxicated.
Lust was flaring up in both the two's bodies.
Vincent slithered his hands down and put them under Jasmine's skirt. As expected, she wasn't any wearing panties and his hands were greeted with a feeling of grabbing soft pillows.
Jasmine was too into this and liked what was happening. The feeling of being fondled by a pair of rough manly hands was also a first.
The sun was setting and the door was open. A maid entered the room and also dropped the tray she was holding on the ground from watching the sight before her. Thankfully, she was a mature and experienced one and calmed herself quickly.
After lighting the candles, she went downstairs to inform the Baroness of the deeds happening there and got an instruction to not have anyone go near that room.
In the room, Vincent broke the kiss and stared into Jasmine's eyes. The young lady blushed and tried to take cover on his chest.
'So cute,' thought Vincent while still having his hands fondle her meat buns.
Vincent saw night descending and the room being lit with candles. His mind wandered off to him imagining the next steps he would take but suddenly he thought, 'There's no soap in this world and the system gave me a soap making formula. It also gave me a cleansing wipe and judging from how there's a lack of water for bathing…'
Vincent didn't have to guess much. This was indeed the Middle Ages but fantasy and the world was quite primitive with there not being proper sanitation or drainage. People probably didn't have the resources to maintain their hygiene either.
So, just to be on the safer side, Vincent took out the Cleansing Token and crushed it. Immediately, he felt a wave of coolness rush inside his body.
Jasmine shivered and Vincent knew she was feeling it too.
In the description it was stated that this token would clean everyone in a radius of five meters from the inside out, meaning remove impurities from the inside and wash everything on the outside.
With a peace of mind now, Vincent was ready for the next step.
He brought Jasmine to bed and got on top of her, kissing her once again and distracting her.
He slowly pulled the strings of her top and removed the knots, having her modest-sized breasts make an appearance.
Soon, he took off his shirt and touched his chest with Jasmine's, making her let out a muffled moan.
'Ah, I'm melting…' Jasminethought as she felt Vincent's warm body on hers.
Vincent stopped kissing her and went down to grab her perky tits. It was a perfect shape to grab and bending down, he had a mouthful of her firm nipple.
"Ah~!"
"Young Lord Vincent…"
Jasmine's body was honest and reacting positively to his caresses.
Vincent had a sweet taste and felt hints of her body's scent.
Due to the cleansing token though, there was no taste of sweat or saltiness.
Moving on, Vincent took off her top completely and threw it down the bed. She only had a long skirt on her and he loosened that too by pulling the strings.
With a swift movement, Jasmine's skirt joined her top down the bed, which were accompanied shortly by Vincent's pants.
The lovebirds were now in their most natural state.
Jasmine's face and body heated up as she felt shame swell up. This was somewhat embarrassing and her thoughts were in disarray.
For Vincent, his little brother was roaring and couldn't wait anymore to play.
Time was tight too as they were only
supposed to have a conversation. He wasn't in the know that the two families wanted this development to happen.
He parted his lady's legs and had a look at her velvety soft lips. It looked just as delicate as her and the clasped lips would make any man waver from wanting to pluck such a pure flower.
Vincent inserted a finger in to feel the moistness.
"Ahh~… Y-young Lord…"
Jasmine's body trembled as she felt a bolt of current run down her spine.
Vincent found the insides quite moist. His lady was practically drooling from the kisses alone.
He went up and held her face, then looked into her eyes and said, "We've crossed all lines there are to cross, Jasmine. There's no need to call me Young Lord."
Vincent couldn't care less about his titles. He just wanted to get called something endearing by his future wife!
"A-ah, then… h-husband…" Jasmine stuttered. She was put on the spot to think of something to call Vincent and her mind simply used the most common word wives around the world use to call their husbands.
This was a common term but to Vincent, it almost made him bust.
'It feels so niceeeeee!'
With a quick kiss, Vincent spread Jasmine's legs apart and positioned himself in between. He pointed his shaft in the right place and slowly moved his hips while leaning down to kiss her.
"Tell me if it hurts too much," he comforted.
Jasmine nodded and wrapped her arms around his neck.
Slowly, Vincent felt himself enter a tight, warm and moist passage.
"Nnghhh-"
Jasmine let out a muffled moan of pain while kissing as her innocent lips spread apart for the first time.
Moving deeper, the tightness was to the point of making Vincent explode. It felt too fucking good!
Jasmine's nails dug into Vincent's back as the pain became too much. She was shivering and it made him stop. Good thing was that he was all in.
Warm liquid trickled down his nethers and after a minute's kissing, Jasmine said meekly, "I-it doesn't hurt… anymore…"
Vincent took it as a sign and began moving, spreading apart his young lady's pussy. The vaginal walls tightly spasmed around his shaft and tried to resist movement. The feeling was heavenly.
Under the flickering flames of the silhouette, three minutes passed.
Vincent couldn't hold it anymore and thrust faster, feeling tingling sensations at his bottom and overly sensitive.
"Ahh~ Ahh~ Ahh~"
Jasmine kept moaning for the last two minutes and had two small orgasms already.
After an intense minute later, Vincent shoved his cock deep inside Jasmine's pussy and shot a warm load, making her moan loudly.
The sloshing liquid inside instantly made her orgasm. Her toes curled up, her body shivered intensely as if undergoing seizures, and her eyes rolled back.
The sheer intensity of pleasure made Vincent's mind blank. He held on from passing out and lay atop his fiancé, breathing raggedly.
A minute later.
Vincent recovered while Jasmine was still under the post orgasm bliss. He kissed her neck softly and only stopped when he felt a hand pushing his chest gently.
"H-h-husband… n-no more…" Jasmine protested weakly.
The sight of her flushed face and teared up eyes under the candlelight was a feast for Vincent's eyes. What made him even happier is that this vulnerable sight was reserved exclusively for him.
He really couldn't help himself from kissing Jasmine's supple lips again and then biting the lower lip to tease her.
"Nghh… husband…" Jasmine felt a tingle down her spine. She was too sensitive and even such teasing moments felt stimulating. "…no more… please…"
Vincent felt it was enough for today. Although he ended up finishing fast and everything from kissing the back of her hand initially to complimenting her and then having sex happened under ten minutes, it was a good time nonetheless for his first time.
At least, that's what he told himself to keep his morale up.
'Some virgins can't even last one penetration… I lasted four minutes. Anyone who says this is a short time is a hater or doesn't have as beautiful of a wife as mine. Hmph.' Vincent cursed inwardly to his imaginary enemies who were supposedly making fun of his performance.
A few minutes later, he helped Jasmine get up and wash up by wiping her down with a clean wet cloth.
He was cleaned up by her and in a few minutes, both got dressed and tidied up, leaving the private chambers.
It wasn't completely dark yet despite the sun going down. The bedsheets had a dark stain on it and if one looked closely, they would see red.
Vincent was on an all time high and as he walked with Jasmine, hand-in-hand, he felt even more accomplished when she trembled while walking.
The feeling of liquid moving inside her while walking felt weird and made Jasmine embarrassed. She could still feel her insides stuffed and she wouldn't lie to anyone, this felt really amazing. A little too good!
Of course, she wouldn't say this out loud. She had to be reserved as a lady.
When the biggest challenge of walking down the stairs was over, the two finally met their families in the meeting hall.
Not even twenty minutes had passed since they left.
Jasmine corrected her walking technique when she neared her family and quietly sat down beside her father while Vincent went to sit beside his mother.
The Forger family did not find anything odd whereas Baroness Vivienne was confused.
'They're here early. Strange… did they do it or not?' Baroness Vivienne couldn't tell.
She could only shake her head and get back to negotiating a deal with the Forgers while Vincent closed his eyes and reclined back beside her.