Summary
Priyet is certain that Saryu is the most beautiful bride in the world. Priyet/Saryu. Teen
"I will love and honour you for my life!” Priyet said while forcing a silver ring on Saryu’s knuckle.
“It hurts. Please let me go.” Saryu tried to move away, but she was securely bound with chains.
She was beautiful in the white lace embroidered bridal dress Priyet put on her. Her silver hair was secured with a wedding veil. She was the most beautiful bride in the world.
Saryu flustered when Priyet kissed her. Her innocence caused heat to rise in Priyet. She could teach her pleasure of flesh and licked away her blush. They would be happy forever.
Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/45124525.