Your husband's hands are rough and calloused, his movements are not. You feel loved, lucky as fuck to have this man beside you now and forever. You make a promise to yourself to never let him go. You're twenty-seven and happily married, whatever bullshit life throws at you now will not scare you. Alternatively, 4k words of bad sex written by someone who's running on 4 hours of sleep. ✗✗✗✗✗✗ cross-posted from ao3 under the account "leowcairo" (me, if you're wondering). First time writing porn + English isn't my first language = Please forgive me for the dumb mistakes I make. They're so soft in this you can classify this as OOC, but whatever this is how I envision them in their late twenties. I don't even know why I wrote this to be frank. Hopefully it wasn't horrible as far as first times go. I just, I don't know, love them so much. And hey, if you got the references then yes, I am drowning in folklore/evermore.