Vinnie and I woke up at 6am the next morning. As usual he got into the shower and I went downstairs and started on the coffee and breakfast, making him some toast and oatmeal with fruit.

A few minutes later, Vinnie's walks down the stairs, "Good morning." he greeted me while kissing my forehead which made my heart drop slightly, while he grabbed his plate. I sat on the counter top drinking my coffee, and he stood right in front me leaning back, but facing me as usual.

I'm so glad he doesn't regret telling me that stuff last night.

"Donnie will be here around 9 to pick you up, make sure your dressed and ready to go."

"Yes, daddy." I joked.

He's going to act like a dad, he's going to get called a matching title.

He paused mid-bite, "Careful, little one."

I smiled at him, "It's gonna be weird to leave the house without you."

"That reminds me," He put down his bowl and opened a drawer across the kitchen, pulling out what looked like a rectangle box.

"It's a new phone. I knew you'd be out today and want you to have it on you. It already has my personal and work number, and Donnie and Lucas have it too."

He then reached into his back pocket and pulled out his wallet, reaching in and grabbing out a heavy black card. He reached over to hand it to me, and I grabbed it from his hand.

"Thank you. I'll give it back tonight."

"No, It's yours. It's connected to our account and there is no limit. You don't have to ask before you buy anything, just get whatever you want."

"No it's-" He cut me off.

"I should've given it to you weeks ago. I told Donnie that whatever you wanted you were to buy. I'm serious, whatever you want, you can have."

I blush slightly at his words, and he steps closer to me, standing in between my spread legs, "I gotta go to work, but first, I want a kiss from my wife."

"I haven't brushed my teeth yet, and I have coffee breath." I smiled up at him. "But if you want-"

He cut me off as his mouth pressed to mine, and his large hand went to the back of my head, pressing my mouth further into his. We stayed like that for a minute, until I couldn't breath any longer and pulled back, "Before I forget, we have a wedding to go to tomorrow. You can get a dress while out, or Kathy can come over."

"I'll just grab one while I'm out." I responded, out of breath while jumping off the counter, fully ready to go back to bed.

"I'll see you tonight. Keep me updated, I want to know when you leave, and when you come home."

"Yes, daddy." I joked again, and Vinnie took his ginormous hand and swung back, before smacking my ass, hard, making me yelp out in response.

holy. fucking. shit.

"Next time, I bend you over my knee and make you count. Okay?" He asked with an unmoving face, running his hand over the the graveyard of where my butt cheek used to be.

I flushed in embarrassment, partially because no one had ever done that to me, and partially because I'd never been so turned on.

"Okay."

-

Around nine Donnie pulled in front and texted for me to come out.

When we got to the mall, we stopped at a few different stores to get some random things, and some basic tee-shirts, random staple shirts in a couple different colors, some jeans and leggings, and a dress for the wedding tomorrow. Donnie picked up a couple things too, some new shirts and shoes that matched with mine.

We had already been shopping for a couple hours, and decided to take a break to eat, "Okay, now that we have staples, we have to shop for a few things, like some dresses, lingerie, that kind of thing.

"Okay." I agreed, "Thank you so much for coming with me Donnie, I don't think you understand how much I appreciate this."

"Nonsense," He smiled, "I've been waiting for Vincent to get married for so long, it's nice to actually have a friend. Also helps that I love shopping."

"You're very talented at it, I'll give you that." I chuckled, picking up a fry from the batch we were sharing. "I know I can be hard to shop for, I'm a very picky person. We complement each other well."

Donnie laughed, "Oh god, you think your picky!" He rolled his eyes in exasperation, "My husband is the pickiest person in existence! Last Christmas I was going to send a Christmas card to family of us wearing matching Christmas sweaters, right? I even bought a little sweater for Fran,-"

"Fran's the dog, right ?" I clarified.

"Yes! I got Fran, Lucas and I matching sweaters, and he wouldn't even wear it and didn't tell me until he met me at the studio! He wore a regular shirt, to the professional photographers studio, and just decides not to tell me!" He throws his arms up in as I start laughing, "So then we take a picture where Fran and I are matching, and Lucas sticks out like a sore thumb. Ask Vincent to see our Christmas card from last year." He laughs, and I promise him I would.

"Speaking of, how are things with you and Vincent?" Donnie raised a suggestive eyebrow.

"Um good I guess, our relationship hasn't steered in you know, that direction yet, but he's being really patient."

"Wait, your telling me you and Vincent haven't had sex?" He clarified.

"No." I shook my head. "The only thing we have done is kiss."

and smack my ass into oblivion that made me so turned on I couldn't see straight

"Wow, I honestly have to say I'm shocked. The way Vincent looks at you, I mean-I just, he looks so enchanted by you, I for sure the dude was under some pussy spell, but that's all you!" He cheered.

I raised from my relaxed position in my seat and Donnie mimicked me, and I lowered my choice slightly. "Can I ask you a question, though?"

"Anything."

"You and Lucas courted a couple weeks before marriage right?"

"A day shy of two weeks."

"And you like, did it, on your wedding night?"

He stifled a laugh, "Ezra, about 99.9% of the population has sex on their wedding night."

Of course. I knew that.

"So, did anything, you know, change after you had sex?"

"Honestly, our relationship improved. But that doesn't mean it happens to everyone. I felt more in tune with him, closer I guess. Honestly the aftercare is what makes it so intimate. But I can already tell Vincent is in love with you, that's not going to change."

Vinnie is not in love with me

I bit down on my lip, deep in thought, and Donnie spoke, "Can I offer some advice."

"Anything."

"Virginity is just a social construct, we both know that. After you lose it, you will not change any as a person. You'll still be Ezra, but it's a nice feeling having that bond with one person, knowing only that one person can pleasure you like that. Don't rush anything, but don't hold back on some notion that Vincent will want you less, or something like that."

"I think I really needed to hear that, Donnie. Thank you." I gushed.

"Anytime, I'm always available, but I think Vincent would like if you talked to him about it as well." He smiled, "Now that the hard stuff is over with, let's do the fun shopping!"

We went and got more random stuff, and an actual winter coat even though it was slightly warming outside, and a couple dresses. Donnie insisted that we only had one shop left to go to, that had a french name that I couldn't even pronounce if I tried.

"This will be our last store, promise."

"Donnie, I can even pronounce the name to this place. It's going to be crazy expensive."

"Who cares? We're loaded!" He joked back. "C'mon, try on one piece, and if you actually hate it we will leave. Scouts honor." He joked, while holding up two fingers.

"Fine, but I don't even know where to start. Like, what do I even look for?" I quizzed, running my fingers over the soft laced material.

"Well, let's start off simple. Try these on!" Donnie shoved a two piece outfit into my hand, and I tried it on, and fuck if I didn't feel hot. Donnie was right.

I ended up getting six different sets of lingerie, different styles and colors, because fuck it, I liked how it looked.

-

When I got home, Vinnie wasn't there yet, so I checked my phone and saw that he texted me that he had just left the office.

I got about twenty minutes.

I decided to go upstairs, and threw all the bags from today on the bedroom floor and got into the shower. Once I got out, I put on some underwear, forgoing a bra, and a pair of Vinnie's sweat pants and his tee-shirt. I walked out of the bathroom and sat on the bed, fumbling with the tv, putting on some random show, waiting for Vinnie.

I heard him walking up the stairs a few minutes later, and when I turned my head he was standing in the doorway, leaning against the frame with his arms crossed as he spoke first, "You have fun shopping today with Donnie, little one?"

"I did actually." I smiled at him.

"What did you get?"

"Um, a little bit of everything, I guess. I didn't really get anything for summer so I'll have to go back, but you can take a look if you want." I motioned, pointing to the bags scattered around the floor.

He nodded and reached in a bag, and of course, the first thing that caught his attention was the lingerie.

Freaking pervert

"What's this?" He grinned as his eyes casted back and forth from me to the new white lingerie set.

My cheeks immediately turned pink as I nearly fell off the bed when I scrambled to grab the items from Vinnie's hand.

"I like them. I need you to buy more like these." He stated calmly, hands gripping my waist. "I think you should know, I prefer white."

I grabbed the lingerie from his hands, shoving them in the hamper so Celia could come and get them for the wash, and he reached his hands from my waist, trailing down to my ass, giving a little squeeze, which made me squeak in return, because my cheek was still sore from this morning.

"Thinking' about earlier, hm?" He teased.

"My ass still hurts. I have a Vinnie sized hand print on there." I gave him my best glare and he chuckled lightly in response.

He reached his hand down and gave my non-sore cheek a light squeeze, "Let me see?" he asked, and I nodded my head in confirmation.

Vinnie got down on one knee and pulled my sweat pants down slightly, then maneuvering my panties up so he could see the damage, and sure enough, there was a big hand print, that was starting to turn a nice shade of purple.

"Jesus, Ezra, I didn't think I hit you that hard."

"No it's fine, I liked it." I blurted, before I could even stop myself, my facing turning a shade of pink.

Why would I even say that out loud?

I looked down at Vinnie, who had a smug smirk on his face, "You liked it, hm?" He hummed, running his fingers along the edge of my panties that settled on my ass, giving the bruise a couple of lingering kisses.

"Wipe that smug look off your face. It's not happening again." I lied.

He gave me a look that said we both know that's not happening, "Take off your sweats and lay on the bed."

"What?"

"I'm going to put some ointment on there to help with the stinging. You can keep your panties on, if that makes you feel better." He said, before going into the bathroom and rummaging around in the drawers, and I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

I got into the bed and took off my pants just like he said to, but leaving on my panties and laid on my stomach. He came out of the bathroom a second later and began to rub some cream that immediately made me feel better.

"Vinnie, can I ask you a question?"

"What's on your mind, little one?"

"It's about, um, sex."

I felt Vinnie tense in his position behind me, before pulling me up from my position on my stomach, "What about it?"

"I'm nervous." I state, placing my hands on my lap.

His brows furrowed, "Can you elaborate on that for me?"

"I'm nervous that things will change, you'll look at me different, like in a bad way."

He looked stunned, "Why do you think that?"

"I don't know, my dad always made sex seem like such a dirty thing. Like it was something that a husband does to his wife, and I kinda like what we have going here, I don't want us to change."

I know I just spilled my heart out, but I needed to get my concerns off my chest.

He placed a kiss on my forehead, "I understand your concern, and we will wait until you feel comfortable to do anything, baby."

He interlaced our fingers, "But-don't ever, even for a minute, think I won't want you anymore."

He took my hand that was interlaced with his and brought it down so I could feel the bulge in his pants, "This, my little wife, is what you do to me, all day, every day." He began trailing kisses down my throat, "I want you so much it I can't see straight sometimes, so don't ever think for a second I don't want you."

My face turned a shade of pink and I let out a small smile, "I feel like there's this expectation for us to have sex, and I'm sorry that I'm not ready."

"Don't ever apologize for that, Ezra." He demanded, "and the only peoples whose expectations need to be considered is mine and yours, fuck everyone else."

"I'll be here when you're ready, and when you are, promise to tell me?"

"I promise."

I laid my head down on him for a while longer while we talked, before I started getting tired. Vinnie turned off the tv and the lights, and laid down next to me in bed pulling me into his chest, before whispering, "Goodnight my little Ezra.