"After you, Mrs. Ackles." I giggled before stepping into our hotel room, Jensen following close behind. Our flight had been long so it was late by the time we arrived. We made our way over to the bed as my heart pounded inside my chest. Slowly, Jensen pulled me towards him, connecting his lips with mine. One hand was on my knee, the other in my hair, gently holding me close. My hands moved to his chest, lightly pulling on his shirt.

Jensen's hand travelled up my thigh, moving underneath my dress and I jerked away, breaking the kiss. Jensen stilled, immediately removing his hand. "What's wrong?" His eyes were trained on me and I suddenly felt embarrassed.

"Nothing, I just—it's nothing." I shook my head and tried to pull Jensen back to me but he stayed in place, looking at me in concern.

"Babe, you're shaking. What's going on?" I looked down at my hands, too uncomfortable to answer. Jensen lifted my chin so I was looking at him and his eyes searched mine. Finally, his eyebrows rose in understanding and he removed his hand from my chin. "Kate, we don't have to do this tonight."

"No! No, Jensen. I want to. I really do. I just—I'm scared." The last few words came out in a whisper as I stared at the bed.

"Kate, look at me," My gaze slowly rose to look at my husband. "We can wait. It's okay. I'm not going to push you into anything you're not ready for."

"I'm ready. Just…go slow, okay?" Jensen nodded and reached for me but I pushed his hand away gently. He looked confused as I bit my lip. "Could you—could you close your eyes for a second?" He complied without hesitation and I stood, removing my dress. I stood in front of him, feeling incredibly self-conscious in the revealing lingerie I had picked out for this night. Finally, I spoke softly, telling him he could open his eyes.

As soon as he did, his jaw dropped. I bit my lip, unsure, before he took my hand, leading me back onto the bed. "I don't know what I'm doing," I whispered.

"Just do what feels right. I'm right here. I'll take care of you." I took a deep breath before kissing him, moving my hands to the buttons of his shirt.

"You know, it's kinda awkward…you having so much clothing on." He chuckled, quickly removing his shirt and pants, leaving him in his boxers.

"Better?" I eyed him, biting my lip as my gaze travelled downward.

"Much."

Eventually, we were both bare. I was lying back as Jensen hovered over me, skin nearly brushing skin. Jensen's hand came up to cup my breast before settling on my stomach. He looked me in the eyes as he lined himself up and I reached to grip his bicep. I closed my eyes for a moment. It's okay, Katie. This is Jensen, here.

Jensen waited for my eyes to reopen before he spoke, "Are you sure?" he questioned. I nodded. I was ready.

Keeping his eyes on mine, he pushed into me slightly. He stopped as I gasped, eyes on me. "I'm good," I breathed. "Keep going." Jensen hesitated but slowly continued until he filled me up. He brushed my hair back and kissed my neck. My eyes had closed but I opened them when I felt his lips on my skin. Jensen looked down at me, waiting patiently for me to give him the okay. "I'm ready. You can move."