Ferris, too, found extreme difficulty in letting his lips separate from her own. But why should he have to stop kissing the girl who he loved more than anything on the planet? He loved the feel of her lips on his own, the feel of her wrapped up so nicely in his arms, the way that he could sense an extreme warmth when he was kissing her, a wonderful sort of loving feeling that translated through the kiss as though it was a language in itself. But finally, after a few more sweet moments of bliss, the young man broke apart from her as his brown eyes fluttered open, minorly dazed as they fell onto her pretty expression. He gave a sort of quirky, almost goofy, chuckle at the sight of her so near to him, as he realized how sweet their kiss had been. For once, he allowed his lips to return to her own gently, sweetly, just for a couple more moments before he managed to break apart and let his forehead rest on her own. Though there was still a good deal of longing behind his gaze as he stared at those blue eyes he loved so much, that face he knew so well, the girl he trusted more than anything else. "I-I..." he started, attempting to explain this sudden, overwhelming feeling of love he had for the girl.

It was a bit frightening, really, how easily Fervi could forget to breathe sometimes when they were too involved in a kiss. And that's why it wasn't until Ferris pulled away that Vianna seemed to remember she still needed to breathe in order to survive, taking a deep much needed breath out of pure instinct, not even realizing she was doing so as her crystal blue eyes fluttered open, sparkling brightly at the boy who was now giving her a soft and rather goofy chuckle, something which in turn got the girl to giggle lightly. But it was then that the boy returned his lips to her own, and Vianna was quick to enthusiastically return this loving gesture for the couple moments in lasted before the boy pulled away once again, resting his forehead on her own and attempting to get something out, to tell her something. Vianna rose her eyebrows slightly at him then, amusement on her features. "Yes, Professor?" she asked softly, still smiling brightly. "'I'? 'I love you less than you love me, Vi'? Yes, I think I'd have to agree with that," said the young girl playfully before giving another light giggle and returning her lips to the boy's, allowing them to rest there for a couple moments longer than necessary before pulling back with the brightest of smiles.

Ferris gave a sheepish chuckle as Vianna attempted to finish his statement, suggesting that maybe he was trying to say 'I love you less than you love me, Vi', which she immediately agreed to. His jaw dropped playfully, "No, that was not what I was going to say, Vi," he denied, though he let out a soft chuckle a moment later which was quickly silenced by the kiss Vianna placed on his lips. He immediately began to return it lovingly, his mind sort of fogging over for the couple moments it lasted before she broke apart from him with one of those bright smiles that made his heart skip a beat. Ferris, looking a little dazed, seemed to have a bit of a longing behind his dark brown eyes as he admired the girl before him, a warm smile still on his face. "I...just.." he paused, immediately shaking his head and giving a sheepish chuckle as his gaze fell from her own for just a moment. What was he thinking!? Ferris, she's not...that's stupid, why would she think about...

Vianna fell into a fit of amused giggles at Ferris's response to her earlier assumption, growing completely endeared by that rather dazed look that had taken over his handsome features once she'd pulled away from their kiss. Why was he so cute?! It just made her want to kiss him again… and again, and again, and again. With each passing day, it just kept getting increasingly difficult to not kiss him, to pull away from his lips. But Vianna was distracted from these thoughts as he spoke again, apparently still trying to get his earlier thoughts out but failing at it once again. Vianna grew a little more curious this time, her brows furrowing just very slightly. "Is something wrong, Professor?" she asked. It was then that her eyes widened - oh no! What if he was having second thoughts about having married her?! Of course, this made no sense, but Vianna had a tendency to make unrealistic assumptions when she couldn't figure Ferris's thought process out.

Ferris returned his brown eyes to her blue ones only to see her light eyebrows furrowed, as always happened when she was either confused or worried, or both. His smile fell slightly as she then asked if something was wrong and her eyes widened, a combination that the young man had learned the meaning behind - she'd thought up an explanation for what was going on in his head, and it wasn't pretty. After nearly three years of being together, he'd managed to figure out some of her little quirks, and this was one of them. "Oh, no, Vi of course not!" Ferris replied immediately with a shake of his head and a weak chuckle, his brown eyes honest as he leaned his forehead back to her own with loving behind his gaze. "How could anything ever be wrong right now?" he asked with a small smile, gently placing a sweet kiss to her cheek. Why did she have to be so...addictive? She was looking so pretty though, the poor boy had to fight off the urge to just plant another kiss on her lips right then and there. But what if she didn't want his kisses!? I mean, he knew she liked his kisses, but what if she didn't want...a bunch at a time or something!? He didn't want to freak her out! But he could hardly be helped either!

As Ferris quickly assured Vianna that nothing was wrong, returning his forehead to her own and going on to ask how anything could be wrong, the young girl's smile returned and relief washed over her right then and there. "I'm glad," she said with a bit of a clearly relieved sigh. Her smile widened as Ferris then placed his lips on her cheek, and the girl seemed to be finding him as addictive as he was finding her, though of course neither one of them was aware of the other feeling this way. However, Vianna's reaction to this differed to her husband's. As Ferris worried that she might not want his kisses, always putting the girl's own feelings above his own, Vianna acted a little more selfishly, going on to plant her lips on the boy's without even thinking if he wanted to kiss or not. She just knew she was craving his lips immensely, and worked right off her instinct, off her desires to kiss him again, and so she did just that, her lips treating his own lovingly but a bit hungrily.

Ferris's eyebrows rose slightly as Vianna, without warning or statement, leaned forward through the space between them and planted a kiss to his lips with a sort of hunger behind them. WHAT!? Of course he wanted to kiss her, why wouldn't he!? But what was she thinking?! He was dying to know...He slowly began to return the kiss, but his mind was a bit more distracted than normal and so his gestures seemed a little slower than they normally might've been. What on earth am I supposed to do? the young man thought to himself, immensely enjoying their kiss, but a little distracted. Does she want...no, of course not!..b-but what am I supposed to...?! At least he knew now that she wasn't tired of his kisses...

Vianna was at first a little oblivious to Ferris's distracted response to her kiss, being too distracted herself with just feeding her own hunger for him. However, once it seemed to dawn on her that her husband was currently too distracted to kiss her properly, Vianna's brows began to furrow just slightly once again and she pulled back from the kiss, her blue eyes fluttering open. She was quiet for a couple moments, merely scanning Ferris's features and studying his expression closely for any hint of what might be going on in his mind. If there was nothing wrong, then what...? "Professor..."

Ferris's brown eyes fluttered open as Vianna broke apart from him, a bit of guilt falling into his gaze as he realized he hadn't been giving her his full attention. And soon enough he was under her evaluating blue eyes, listening as she said his favourite nickname a little cautiously, as though confused. What was he supposed to tell her?! That he was painstakingly curious to know what she was thinking!? No...that would just be...no, too forward of him. But aside from these questioning thoughts, the young man felt an immediate craving for her lips the second they'd separated, and the more he stared at that pretty face he loved so much, and he took notice of the wonderful feel of her in his arms, it became harder for him to concentrate on anything but her rosy lips, ironically. And so instead of trying to answer her, he pressed his lips back to her own without a trace of distraction, slight hunger shining through.

Vianna narrowed her blue eyes slightly now, giving Ferris a slightly suspicious look. It was rather ironic, actually, how now she found herself wondering what he was thinking at the moment. But it had her curious! What could he possibly be thinking about that was keeping him so distracted from their kisses, yet there was nothing wrong? It just didn't make any sense. However, Vianna was soon distracted from these thoughts as the boy she was examining returned his lips back onto her own in a sweet kiss she was very quick to return, eager to have his lips back on hers. But there was just something about him, and especially today when they were both so insanely overjoyed, living out what they had dreamed of for so long, that had the girl completely addicted to him, that made her want nothing more than to kiss him for as long as possible. However, there was still that curiosity burning in her mind, wondering what it was that had him so distracted earlier, and so the girl pulled back with curiosity in her blue eyes as they fluttered open. "There's something on your mind," the young girl stated simply.

Ferris was deeply enjoying their kiss, his lips treating hers as lovingly as possible for the few moments she let the kiss last. And before he knew it, her lips were off his own and she was stating that there was something on his mind. Still slightly dazed, it took the boy a moment to regain his senses and recognize what she'd said. His brown eyes searched her blue ones for a moment, hesitantly, as he wasn't even sure what was on his mind! It was just all jumbled around and revolved around what she was thinking about. "W-Well..." he murmured softly, brown eyes still locked to her own. "Is there..anything on...yours?"

Vianna listened as Ferris almost hesitantly asked the girl if there was anything on her mind. At this, Vianna's brows furrowed further; what was that supposed to mean? Was she supposed to have something in her mind, something they were both supposed to be aware of? The young girl thought on this for a couple moments, trying to remember anything she might've forgotten that she was supposed to be aware of now, but nothing seemed to come to mind. "I, uh... well, I'm not sure," she replied honestly, looking a little confused but most of all curious. "Is there something I'm supposed to have in my mind?" she asked, raising an eyebrow just slightly at him.

Ferris watched with impatient brown eyes, extraordinarily hopeful that the girl beside him would know exactly what was on his mind, and have been thinking about it too. But then she spoke, obviously confused, asking if there was something she was supposed to have on her mind, his stomach dropped sligthly. "Wha--No..o-of course not!" he denied, immediately assuming that he was disgusting for even considering... What's wrong with you!? Of course she's not thinking about...things like...oh gosh..what were you thinking!? But he couldn't help but feel a little stupid, even a little ashamed as he shook his head, "I jus--I dunno, I thought that y-you were...thinking the same..." he paused, brows furrowed as his face kind of a went a shade of pink. "W-With the kisses..." he trailed off immediately, shaking his head as his brown eyes avoided her. "I'm sorry," he said with a weak, rather humorless chuckle.

Vianna's eyebrows rose slightly now as Ferris quickly denied that she was supposed to be thinking about anything, and the girl seemed to grow a bit relieved by this. She was just about to return her lips to the boy's then, when he spoke again, stuttering that he thought she was thinking the same. Confused again, Vianna's brows furrowed slightly, and she listened quietly as he went on to explain that it had to do with the kisses they were sharing. Vianna was quiet for a moment there, just thinking, until she seemed to realize - the boy wanted more kisses? Of course, they'd barely had a chance to kiss all day long! "Aw Professor, you don't have to be sorry!" said the young girl quickly, rather endeared by how flustered he seemed, even being silly enough to apologize for wanting to kiss his wife. "There's nothing to be sorry about, we're married now, it's our honeymoon!" she said with a soft chuckle, pecking his lips gently. But once her lips met the boy's, as had become usual, she found it difficult to pull away, and so instead of pulling back as she had originally planned, she continued kissing the boy instead, allowing the peck kiss to turn into a long, loving, but enthusiastic kiss.

Ferris's eyebrows rose slightly as Vianna told him he didn't have to be sorry, the slightest hope that she'd realized what he was talking about in his eyes. And as he listened to her explain that there was nothing to be sorry about as they were married now and it was their honeymoon, and she proceeded to plant her lips on his own, all signs pointed to yes. Slightly surprised, the boy couldn't help but return the kiss lovingly, his arms pulling her even closer once more. But...were they really on the same page? He couldn't help but feel as though maybe she still wasn't thinking about what he was thinking about... And though that seemed completely mad as it seemed obvious for him to get the wrong idea from her words, Ferris was far too accustomed to Vianna and her gestures. And when there was something new happening, she often turned flustered, she rarely jumped into things head first. And being the cautious boy he was, not even her sweet kisses (which he returned enthusiastically as he'd been practically dying to feel her lips back on his own) could keep him fully distracted from the fear that maybe he'd upset her if he just assumed things. "Vi..." he murmured softly, brown eyes dazed as his forehead leaned against hers, his lips mere inches from her own and just begging to get back to hers. But it was extraordinarily difficult to stay away from her lips when it felt as though there was some sort of magnetic pull between them. "W-What do you think...I'm thinking about?" he asked softly, distracted.

Vianna thought everything was fine and back to normal now; her husband was kissing her normally again, not distractedly like before, but this assumption came to an end as he suddenly pulled away from the sweet kiss they were sharing, murmuring her name softly instead. It took Vianna a moment to react, her blue eyes fluttering open only a couple moments after he had already spoken, looking dazed and not very alert. "Hmm?" She listened as the boy who was making it increasingly difficult to give him a long kiss with all these interruptions, went on to ask what she thought he was thinking about. Vianna's brows furrowed slightly then. "Well, it's obvious, isn't it?" she said, a little confused. "You want more kisses, don't you?" she asked. "Which I completely understand if you do, Professor, I do too! But you're making it impossible to kiss for any longer than a second when you keep pulling away!" the girl complained, her forehead beginning to crease slightly. But she really wanted to kiss the boy, and he was turning it into something very difficult every time he pulled away just as she was getting into it.

Ferris's small smile fell just slightly as Vianna spoke, mentioning how obvious it was that he wanted more kisses, continuing on to explain how she completely understood this as she did too, though he was making it impossible for her to kiss him any longer than a second when he kept pulling away. He stared at her blankly for a moment, his brown eyes only blinking a couple times as he seemed to register that she'd seemingly never thought about was currently on his mind. And the poor boy, feeling like a pervert (which was ridiculous, as this was his wedding night and it wasn't as though he was demanding it from her, but rather asking if her mind was anywhere near it) for even considering that she might be thinking of the same thing, shook his head with a bit of an embarrassed smile and a weak chuckle. "R-Right the kisses," he mumbled with a shake of his head once more. And it wasn't as though he didn't want to kiss her, oh goodness did he want to kiss that girl more than anything else, but...he couldn't get out the idea of slight disgust at himself. He couldn't help it though, not when Ferris had always prided himself on being a gentleman, and here he was...hinting and...embarrassing himself.

Vianna watched as Ferris's smile faded at her response, how he seemed to turn thoughtful for a moment before shaking his head at her with an embarrassed smile and a weak chuckle, then going on to agree that it was indeed the kisses that he had been talking about. But Vianna knew those features too well, she knew the boy himself too well to think that his smile fading and then returning with embarrassment didn't mean anything. And so the girl didn't kiss him, and instead she watched him quietly for a moment. What in the world was going on through her husband's mind that had him looking so troubled, yet it wasn't supposed to be something she needed to worry about? She simply couldn't figure it out. Vianna was aware of wedding night traditions, but at this moment her mind simply wasn't on it. It was true that Giuliana and Margaret had teased her about it as they helped the girl get ready for her wedding, but Vianna hadn't really thought about it again since then. And so, confused, the young girl sat up, no longer leaning back on Ferris's chest. "It's not the kisses, is it?" Vianna asked softly, turning her gaze to the boy.

Ferris watched as Vianna sat up a little away from his chest so she could turn her gaze fully to him, asking for confirmation that it wasn't the kisses. He shook his head with a bit of that embarrassed smile still there, unsure what to tell her. But it was then that he realized she might think that he didn't want her kisses, and that was...horrible! "N-Not that I don't love the kisses, Vi," he immediately assured her with a soft, rather sheepish chuckle, his brown eyes flickering from her blue ones to anywhere else. "I-I just...I wasn't sure what you were thinking about, and I didn't want to just...assume that we were..thinking about...the same..." he trailed off before shaking his head once more as though to clear this train of thought away. "I'm sorry, it wasn't...something I should've been..even considering in my mind...I don't want you to think that I'm trying to...do something..." he trailed off softly, face reddening as it only did when he was growing flustered and embarrassed.

Vianna's eyebrows rose slightly as Ferris shook his head in response to her last question, and just as she was about to begin worrying and panicking as she often did, he assured her that this didn't mean he didn't love her kisses. At this, she gave a small warm smile, though there was still something bothering her, and that was the lack of knowledge on what her husband was thinking, on what it was that he was hoping she was thinking about. So she listened quietly and attentively as he stuttered out a vague explanation, sharing with the girl that he didn't want to assume they were thinking abou the same thing, that it wasn't something that he should've been considering and that he didn't want her to feel like he was trying to do something. And at all of this, Vianna only grew even more confused - why would she think he was trying to do something? And just what had his face reddening the way it was? Vianna's brows furrowed slightly as she began to think about this.... it was their wedding night and the beginning of their honeymoon, Ferris loved her kisses but was distracted by something else, and he seemed to feel ashamed for even thinking abou-- "Oh!" Vianna's crystal blue eyes widened slightly. Was he thinking about...? "Oh..." She blinked, examining the boy beside her through widened blue eyes. "Is... um... Are you thinking... about..."

Ferris watched as the girl next to him seemed to have an epiphany, his eyebrows raising slightly, hesitantly as she gave a couple 'oh's of realization. He was a little tentative now, considering that the last time he was 'sure' she knew what he was trying to say, she'd been assuming it was the kisses, and he couldn't help but be a little scared she'd just had an epiphany and realized he needed more hugs or something of the sort. But as she continued, sort of trailing off as she asked if he was thinking about...something..he was completely positive that they were on the same page now. "Y-Yes," he admitted with a bit of a gulp but immediately his face turned a darker shade of red and he diverted his gaze with a bit of shame in his expression. "I-I'm sorry, I really shouldn't! I don't want you to think that I'm desperate for..that or anything, I don't want you to think i-it's necessary, I was just..." he shook his head, seeming to sink back into his seat, falling further back until he was almost shorter than her. "I didn't know...what you were th-thinking, and I-I'm sorry. I don't..need to..." he trailed off, obviously flustered as he couldn't bring his brown eyes up to those beautiful blue ones he knew were studying him right then. There was shame evident in his expression, as though he'd actually done something wrong, and even slightest traces of disgust in his features at his own...hinting or whatever had just happened. But how could he not when he viewed the girl at his side to be so innocent, kind, perfect, and here he was just...hinting at things? There was visible disgust there on his red face. And what if she hated him now?! She might be freaked out and offended and think that he was honestly trying to get her to...well, he couldn't think about her reacting like that. It would only make his face go redder. And after a sufficient small silence that felt like hours, Ferris couldn't help but let his brown eyes drift back to her almost guiltily, hesitantly.

ooc: Ferris needs more hugs... !

Vianna's eyebrows rose slightly for a second there as Ferris confirmed that he was indeed thinking about what she thought he was thinking, and she couldn't help but feel slightly flustered now, even a bit awkward. But they had never talked about this before, much less done it! Luckily for the girl, though, she didn't really have to give an immediate response as Ferris began stuttering, explaining himself and how this wasn't necessary, that he wasn't desperate for it or anything. But Vianna wasn't paying as much attention to his words as she was to his gestures and facial expressions. There was something there she didn't see very often… disgust? Why would the boy feel disgusted-- did the thought of the two of them going along with this disgust him? No, that wouldn't make any sense; if it did, he wouldn't be mentioning it in the first place! "Professor, you don't have to be sorry," Vianna assured him with a soft but very clearly flustered chuckle, her gaze falling to the plates they had left on the coffee table before them as she was finding it a little difficult to lock her gaze with his. "I know you're not looking to force me into anything, I just… I hadn't really thought about it much, I hadn't really realized," the young girl explained. "But…" She trailed off for a moment now, her cheeks slowly beginning to grow the brightest shade of pink, her gaze still on the plates as if they were the most interesting thing on earth, and it was clear now that it was really dawning on her that they were talking about this, considering this… "Do you… want to?" Vianna asked softly, feeling herself melt away on the seat, drowning in her own embarrassment. How could she ask that! But… well, she had to! What if she wanted to but he didn't? That would be horribly awkward, she wouldn't want the boy to think that she was just this shameless girl who'd just been waiting for their wedding night to let completely loose.

OOC: We're having too much fun with this!

Ferris's stuttering came to an official end as Vianna told him he didn't have to be sorry and his eyebrows rose just slightly, watching the girl as she let out a flustered chuckle and let her gaze fall elsewhere. She wasn't...disgusted with him too? Brows slightly furrowed, he listened as she assured him that she knew he wasn't looking to forcing her into anything (a statement that immediately got relief to fall into the young man's mind, relaxing him a little more as he realized she understood a little bit) and that she hadn't thought about it much and hadn't realized. Well..it wasn't as though he'd been thinking about it all that much either but...it was just something that had to be brought up. "I-I understand..." Ferris murmured to her softly at her words, assuming that this would just be the end of it though that wouldn't make any sense as they hadn't even talked about it at all. It was then that she spoke once more, offering up a 'but' and he watched as her cheeks turned a shade of pink he hadn't been expecting; one that he recognized well, the same pink that came to her cheeks when he held her hand for the first time, when he put his arm around her for the first time, when he kissed her for the first time, and every other first time the couple had endured throughout their years together. And it was then that she asked if he wanted to, and his eyebrows rose further as he stared at the side of her expression (as she was still staring at those plates) like a deer in headlights. "Yes," he murmured softly, hesitantly, though he immediately shook his head with a weak chuckle, that sort of genuine quirky Ferris-quality coming back to him. "I-I mean, only if...you're sure that you...want that...now.." But he wasn't sure what was running through her mind, what was happening behind that beautiful face he knew so well. She wasn't...running away, and that was good, right? But...she was still staring away from him.

Vianna's own eyebrows rose as Ferris gave a hesitant but straightforward 'yes' to her las question, something which she hadn't been expecting and caused her face to grow even more pink than before. Not that she had expected or hoped the boy would say no, of course not, that would've been horrible! But she hadn't really prepared herself for a 'yes' either. Actually, she hadn't mentally prepared herself for any of this. Physically, she was ready; she was nineteen, she was the perfect age. But mentally? Well… she hadn't really thought about this at all! And she couldn't help feeling a little silly, actually, that she hadn't thought about this sooner. Of course it would be coming, it was their wedding night! Vianna sighed softly, shaking her head slightly at her own cluelessness before listening as Ferris assured her that he only wanted to if she wanted to as well, now. "Now?" Vianna blinked, returning her gaze to the boy beside her only to find herself completely flustered by it and quickly looked away again. "We--well… I… Do you want to now?" she asked a little hesitantly as she herself wasn't even sure what she wanted. She knew she wanted to, of course, but she was nervous about this as would be natural. This was something new, something she wasn't familiar with yet, and it made her terribly nervous.

Ferris listened as Vianna asked if he wanted this to happen right then, turning to look at him before immediately turning away once more and stuttering out the question again a little more hesitantly. He evaluated her with thoughtful dark brown eyes for a moment, taking in her hesitance and nervousness that was so clear on the face he knew so well. But he was hesitant and nervous too! He wasn't exactly a pro in the matter either, and as he watched Vianna seem to grow more and more hesitant he simply shook his head. "It doesn't have to be now, gem," he murmured softly, his voice warm and a little more confident. But right now all he wanted to do was bring a smile back to her face, to make her (to make the both of them, really) comfortable once more. And so, he very gently, slowly (and a little hesitantly as he wasn't sure if Vianna wanted him to) pulled Vianna down to lay back on him, his arms wrapping around her a little more snugly and keeping her to his chest's warm embrace. Like the puzzle pieces they were, her head seemed to fit right beneath his chin comfortably, before he leaned down to kiss her forehead sweetly. "It's just me," he reminded her softly.