Tristan and Ava's Honeymoon

Tristan and Ava were tangled together. After yesterday's lovemaking, Ava was very tired, and had no plans to wake up early, but Tristan woke up on his usual schedule. He opened his eyes as the sun rays were peering through the blinds.

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Ava's head was resting on his chest, and his arm was wrapped around her body. He looked at her lovingly, she looked like a kitten that came to snuggle to feel warm. Her long black hair was sprawled behind her while some of the smaller strands fell on her face, he thought she never looked more beautiful. This could not get any better. He waited his whole life to feel this contentment, and it was all worth it.

Remembering yesterday's events, he could not help but have a big smile on his face. Finally, she was his wife, and he needed to show his wife how much he loved her again. He started caressing her back.

"Mmmm….Tristan…," she murmured. She was starting to wake up so he planted light kisses on her face.

"Tristan stop…," she said in her half sleepy state.

"Wake up little one….," he whispered against her lips. She blushed as she opened her eyes, remembering all the kisses he had been showering her.

"Wifey, good morning," he greeted.

"Good morning husband," she said as she lowered her eyes.

He liked hearing the word husband on her lips, "Call me husband again," he demanded.

"Husband," she said, smiling up at him and hugging him closer.

"Again!" he kept on asking until he was satisfied.

"Get up and get ready," he said. Ava pouted and did not move, she pretended to be upset.

"What happened?" Tristan asked softly.

"Carry me!" Ava said as she extended her arms. He just chuckled and carried her to the bathroom.

He sat her on top of the bathroom sink, and she showed him her puppy dog eyes, she was too lazy to do anything and was asking him to help her. Showing her that he understood, he took her brush and added some toothpaste to it before he passed it to her.

Ava lazily brushed her teeth as Tristan filled the bathtub. He checked the temperature of the water to see whether it was suitable to bathe in.

Tristan went to order breakfast while she was in the bathroom.

"Tristan! Tristan!" Ava screamed from the bathroom. So he rushed in, thinking that she might have slipped and needed his help. But when he got there, she was still in the bathtub, gloriously naked and wet.

"Carry me," she said cutely. When Tristan saw her naked, he was overcome with lust so he removed his clothes so he could join her in the tub.

"Tristan! what are you doing? I'm doing taking a bath. I wanted you to help me out," she complained.

"Well, little one, let's take a bath together," Tristan said as he kissed her back and sat behind her, she shuddered because of anticipation.

When he was done kissing her neck, he turned her around to straddle him. He kissed her passionately, trailing kisses down her neck and every part of her body he could get to. There was not a single spot he hadn't kissed.

She was so stimulated and pliant that they didn't even have to get out of the tub to continue their lovemaking.

Sated and satisfied, he got out of the tub and carried Ava with him. Wiping her body down and applying lotion, she was insistent on this because she said a woman should never forget to take care of their skin. But it only stimulated Tristan to start another round as he carried her to bed.

All their plans to roam around and discover Switzerland were canceled as they cuddled and made love all afternoon and again as the sun was setting on the horizon.

This continued for another day until Ava demanded that he let her get out of bed and show her what Switzerland had to offer.

So the next day, they roamed around the shops and restaurants in the little town near their place.

When they came back, she had demanded that since they had snow all around them, they should make a snowman.

But even after three attempts, she could not make a ball to make a showman. She did not pack the snow enough, and it kept on falling apart.

"Tristan, why is it falling? I don't want to play anymore," Ava complained like a child.

"Little one, don't be angry. I will make one for you," he said, consoling her.

And after some time, much longer than she thought it would take to make one, he made a snowman as tall as her.

"Wow! my Tristan is so talented," she said as she kissed his cheek. He was cold, and his back ached but seeing her smile made it all worthwhile.

She took a selfie and used it as their wallpaper, but Tristan kept changing his wallpaper daily to Ava's latest picture. It was like he couldn't get enough of looking at her. And every picture she took was beautiful.

And so as their honeymoon progressed they fell into a comfortable schedule of roaming the city during the day and making love all throughout the night and sometimes in the morning too.

When they got lazy, they would just snuggle and stay in, talking about simple stuff that made them learn more about each other.

Tristan used protection all the time because he knew Ava was not ready to become a mother yet, she wanted to concentrate on her jewelry designing career and he was very supportive about that. Plus he just wanted to relish their time alone together. He knew that having kids would take up too much of their time. He wanted her to himself for the next two or three years.

Since they got married, Ava had the habit of sitting on his lap while giving kisses and saying, "Tristan is the best. My Tristan is so handsome. My Tristan loves me the most."

His heart would always jump out of his chest, he could not imagine how he survived 32 years of his life without her.

"Little one, tell me you will never leave me," He said as he tightened his grip on her waist.

"How can I leave my Tristan. I love you! I will always stay with you," Ava said softly as she kissed his lips.

Tristan felt he had everything he wanted in life right here in front of him as he kissed her passionately.

"Promise?" Tristan asked against her lips.

"I promise for eternity," Ava whispered, looking into his eyes.