Happy was an understatement. Hashirama wrapped his arms around your warm body as the morning sunlight shone into the bedroom. He had just woken up, the night had been spent consummating the marriage and he had never had sex more pleasurable. How sweet you had been, how pretty your little sounds were. Gods, he already wanted you again.

"My beautiful bride", He mumbled softly into your hair as he held you closely. You smelled so damn good, a scent so uniquely you

It was an arranged marriage, so he was sure it'd be a little awkward, but he'd make you love him like he loved you eventually. He had all the time in the world now that you were married and all his.