Disclaimer: Dark Cloud is not owned by me, no matter how much I wish I did.
AN: This is a little bit of revenge from me on Monica about her actions in WanderingSoulOfTime's Truth or Dare fic. I strongly recommend using brain bleach afterwards.
Monica shifted her weight slightly and tried to avoid waking her partner. She was feeling sore between her legs in an extremely good way. She stroked the beard of her companion and smiled. People had said that her marriage was an example of politics over love, that the fairy king was old and could hardly be attractive to a beautiful young woman like Princess Monica Reybrant.
But they were wrong. There was one very simple reason why she'd chosen to marry Simba. It was because of his well deserved reputation in the bedroom, as that last orgasm proved. And the previous five. And that was just tonight.
"Do you feel up for another round?" Simba asked, looking up at her with a smile. Monica grinned and kissed him in response. As he started to nuzzle her breasts once more, Monica smiled. Yes his reputation WAS well deserved.
AN: I have a feeling that Monica will be less than pleased with me. ;D And some pairings are just plain weird.