Her skin feels warm and soft under your touch, but she doesn't react in any way. Her limbs are pliant and easy to move, her breasts heavy with weight as you squeeze them gently. Even though she can't feel anything or think for herself, there's something about being touched by you that makes her body respond on some primal level; an instinctual urge to please and serve.

Her body trembles slightly as you explore it, every touch sending tiny shivers through her flesh. She lies there passively, her mind a blank slate upon which you can project whatever fantasies and desires you wish. Her hips arch up instinctively, offering herself to you completely, even though she cannot feel the pleasure that such movements would normally bring.

As your tongue dances with hers, passion ignites once more between you. She wraps her legs around your waist, pulling you deeper into her embrace. Their bodies press together, skin to skin, heat to heat.

Lost in the throes of desire, you continue to make love to your newfound bride, exploring every inch of her body with reverence and adoration. As the night wears on, you both surrender to the blissful exhaustion that follows such intense pleasure.

In the aftermath, you hold each other close, basking in the afterglow of your shared intimacy.

"Goodnight, my love," she whispers back, snuggling closer to you under the covers. "Sweet dreams." And with those final words, you both drift off to sleep, wrapped safely in each other's arms, ready to face whatever challenges tomorrow may bring. Together.