Chapter 33

“Huh?” He looked at the pastor dumbly before he grinning to himself sheepishly.

“I may?” He asked, controlling his high-pitched voice while Tiffany blushed by his side laughingly.

“Yes, you may. You may kiss your bride.” The pastor shook his head, somehow amused with the groom’s weird action. Yunho blushed & turned around to look at Tiffany who is blushing along.

“Tiffany.” He called softly, before inching closer to her. He looked at her softly, revealing his poorly concealed emotion that’s hidden behind his mask. He placed his hands on her shoulder, dazed with her beautiful featured face under the dimmed moonlight. Yunho’s happiness was unbearable & he feels like exploding at the moment. He can’t move to kiss her. He just stayed there & gaze at her romantically & dreamily.

“Yunho Oppa, aren’t you going to kiss me?” Tiffany broke into a shimmering smile after one whole minute of waiting for his lips to brush against hers. The pastor rolled his eyes & retreated to where he belongs, leaving Yunho & Tiffany together to settle their little unfinished business.

“Kiss you?” He asked, smiling dreamily again.

“Yes, aren’t you going to kiss me, my husband?” She asked, blushing to the root of her hair when he smiled at her playfully.

“Of course, kiss you, you are.” He said, reaching out his hands for her gradually.

“You are...You are my wife, of course I want to kiss you intensely.” He said romantically, before he enveloped his arms around her waist & pulled her body closer to him & held her in place gently, making her available to whatever he’s going to do to her. Tiffany blushed & closed her eyes softly, allowing herself to murmur endearments deep inside of her. Yunho’s fingers lingered in her hair that has been tousled by the silent breeze of the night & pulled her towards him slowly.

“With respect.” He whispered, & kissed her forehead, causing her to gasps.

“Only my forehead?” She frowned, slightly disappointed with him for reminding her of someone that she never wants to be reminded of.

“With passion.” He grinned while pressing his lips against her windpipe impishly.

“Um...what kind of wedding kiss is this?” Tiffany worded out in a rather incoherent manner, while she placed her hands onto his shoulder for support.

“With intimacy.” He smiled before he nuzzled her shirt buttons away expertly & nuzzled the exposed chest with his lips & lingered there at a snail pace while he trailed his kisses there, bit by bit leisurely, allowing Tiffany to luxuriate with his action.

Tiffany was totally silenced with the pleasure of his action. She didn’t expect him to act intimately with her at the moment. All she asked for was a simple kiss to seal their vow but he, Yunho, made everything complex, emotional & delicate with his act of romance. Tiffany was in seventh heaven, being caress by her husband so lovingly.