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Behind Soundproofed Doors

Summary:

The newlyweds aren't the only ones who get intimate on Mirabel's wedding night.

Can easily be read as a standalone story, though it is an interlude in The Forbidden Saga.

This starts immediately after chapter three of the interlude Wedding Speeches and takes place around chapter forty-three of Forbidden.

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This interlude starts immediately after the interlude Wedding Speeches and takes place around chapter forty-three of Forbidden.

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

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Mariano Guzmán kissed Dolores's cheek when she sat back down after making her Maid of Honor speech at Mirabel's wedding. He had been wooing the woman for almost a year, taking their relationship slow as per her request. Dolores blushed and laid her head against his shoulder with a gentle sigh.

As the night wore on and the festivities wound down, Dolores murmured something to Mariano about wanting to go to bed. Like a gentleman, he walked her to her door and bade her good night with a kiss on the back of her hand. She bit her lip as she studied his face before stepping closer and initiating a kiss on the lips.

Mariano hummed happily at this development. He pulled her flush to him with one arm wrapped around her waist and the other stroking her hair. Dolores gasped into his mouth, but he didn't intensify their kiss; instead, he pulled back slightly, smiling, and stared deeply into her eyes. She swallowed nervously and then whispered, "Would you like to come in?"

Mariano leaned forward to press his forehead against hers. "I would love to," he replied. He had been waiting a long time to sleep with a Madrigal woman. Isabela had never wanted to do anything with him - understandable, in hindsight, considering her sexual orientation - but Dolores was clearly interested in him right from the start. He wasn't sure if her hesitation was due to fear or just nerves, but he was perfectly willing to let her set the pace here.

She led him into her bedroom, feeling very warm and rather reckless due to the alcohol she had consumed during the wedding. He looked around in surprise when everything was suddenly deathly silent the moment her bedroom door shut. "My room is soundproofed," she murmured in explanation. "It's the only way I can sleep; anywhere else, I'm constantly hearing everything."

Mariano gently took her hands in his and kissed them. "I assume you invited me in here for a reason. Dare I ask what you had in mind?"

Dolores opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out at first. She delicately cleared her throat and then said, "I'd like to sleep with you."

Mariano's heart soared as he spoke in verse:

"I hear your words, oh fair Dolores
Your speech is like an angel's chorus
To grant your wish would be my pleasure
Your gift to me I'll always treasure."

Dolores's breathing sped up as she felt a rush of arousal. Mariano's poetry was magical to her.

He chuckled, seeing her reaction for what it was. He cupped her face as he stepped up to her and French kissed her.

Dolores moaned, the sound seeming unnaturally loud in the otherwise soundless room. Before she knew what was happening, Mariano had moved to stand behind her and began unfastening her dress. The next second, it was a puddle of fabric on the floor and she found herself in a bridal carry with only her undergarments on.

Mariano laid her down on her bed before stepping back to drink her in, saying:

"Dolores, you're a sight to see
And I'm so honored you chose me."

Dolores shifted to rub her thighs together, her body charged with anticipation. Mariano stripped off his own clothes before climbing on top of her and grinding against her through her panties. She reached up to stroke his temple as she whispered, "Finish undressing me."

Mariano looked taken aback at this request. "You want…?" he trailed off.

Dolores took a deep breath to steel herself before saying, "I want to feel you inside me."

"Fuck," Mariano cursed as he hastily crawled back off of her, ripped her panties off, and then unceremoniously shoved himself all the way inside as soon as he was in a position to do so.

Dolores cried out in pain, shocked that he was suddenly being so rough.

"What?" Mariano froze, concern etched across his features. "What was that about?"

Dolores's eyes streamed with tears as she gasped for breath, praying that the pain would subside quickly as she adjusted to the uncomfortable stretch of the ample dick in her pussy. "I-I… I wasn't… Y-you didn't…" She needed to take a couple of deep breaths before she was able to articulate, "You should have been more gentle. My vagina wasn't prepared enough."

Mariano blinked uncomprehendingly. "Not prepared enough?" he repeated. "But… I thought you were ready. You said you wanted to feel me…"

Dolores tilted her head back, still breathing deeply. The sting was starting to fade, but she knew she'd feel a terrible ache tomorrow because of Mariano's ineptitude. "My vagina has never had anything that big in it. You're supposed to go slowly at first, so I can get used to it."

"I didn't know that," he said, his head bowed. "So… like this then?" He began thrusting.

Dolores winced. "S-slower. Please," she begged.

Mariano grunted as he adjusted his pace. It wasn't long, however, before he groaned and came with one more powerful thrust.

Dolores frowned when he climbed off of her a moment later and bent to pick up his clothes. Was he seriously about to leave her unsatisfied like this? "What are you doing?" she whispered, incredulous, as he was clearly about to get dressed.

Mariano looked over at her and cocked his head to the side. "I was going to go home. Oh, did you want me to spend the night?"

Dolores stared, her mouth agape. Was he really that dense? "You're just going to leave without giving me an orgasm too?"

Mariano's brow furrowed. "Women can orgasm?"

"Jesus fucking Christ," Dolores hissed, "get your ass back in this bed right now, Mariano Guzmán, or so help me…"

Mariano gulped and climbed back on the bed, completely nonplussed. Dolores glared at him expectantly until he finally asked, "What am I supposed to do?"

"Ugh," she growled in frustration. "Do I really have to spell it out for you? Don't tell me I need to explain the concept of oral sex."

Mariano glanced from her face to her dripping pussy and back again. "You want me to… eat…?"

"Eat me out," Dolores confirmed. "Go down on me. Tongue me. Perform cunnilingus."

Mariano shuddered but lowered his face to her crotch and tentatively gave her sopping slit a lick. And then another. And another. Soon he was eagerly lapping at her like a thirsty dog.

"Ah… ahh… hah…" Dolores panted with enjoyment as he became more enthusiastic with every swipe of his tongue.

Despite his reservations, Mariano found that the experience of giving a woman oral sex was not entirely unpleasant. When he had licked up all of the semen dribbling out of her snatch, he shoved his nose between her folds and drove his tongue straight into her vagina.

Dolores gasped, grabbing his head and holding him tight to her. He smirked as he redoubled his efforts to make her come, feeling her legs trembling on either side of him as her climax was steadily approaching. "Ngh… Uh… Hah… Ah… Mmmarianooooo…" she moaned as she shook violently with the force of her orgasm.

Mariano recoiled as a gush of liquid painted his face before Dolores went limp. He then offered her a crooked smile and said:

"Now you've felt my tongue inside
Would you be my future bride?"

Dolores chuckled as she attempted to catch her breath. Last year, shortly after it was revealed that Isabela had no interest in men whatsoever, Dolores had seized her moment to profess her love to Mariano. He had basically proposed to her within minutes of finding out that she was attracted to him, at which point she had told him to slow down. "You just… don't give up… do you?"

"Do you want me to keep going?" Mariano asked impishly before diving in again. She jumped at the resumed contact, her genitals oversensitized due to her recent climax. He grasped her legs so she couldn't escape as he continued, undeterred.

"Mm… Ma…riano… ohh fuck," she blurted.

"Hm," he hummed, smacking his lips as he pulled back. "Yeah, alright." Dolores was puzzled for a moment before she realized what she'd just said. He crawled over her, lined himself up, and then slowly, gently, inserted his penis into her vagina again.

Dolores's eyes rolled back in her head. Once he was fully seated inside her, he tucked a hand under her head and lifted it so he could kiss her deeply as he began moving at an excruciatingly slow speed. She groaned into his mouth, her vaginal walls clenching around him intermittently as he gradually sped up. Eventually she had to tear her mouth away from his to whimper, "Oh God, fuck…"

Mariano echoed this sentiment as he felt her coming around him, milking his dick through another orgasm while he thrusted at top speed. When he finished, he collapsed on top of her, panting heavily. She wrapped her arms around him as she too struggled to catch her breath.

Mariano sighed happily as he snuggled with his girlfriend and muttered:

"Never have I felt such love
Even from the heavens above
Señor, dime quién mi amor es
Sólo deja que sea Dolores."