Hey there, everyone! So in honour of the release of Lana Del Rey's new album Honeymoon, I've decided to post a oneshot collection with songs from the album. They'll feature different couples, and may be set in modern AUs. There's no word limit for each oneshot; they'll be as long (or as short) as I want. I'm writing these just because I love Lana Del Rey so much, and what better way to enjoy the release of new album than to write fanfics based on her songs?

WARNING: This fanfic is rated M for a reason. there will be swearing, sex, violence, you name it. So don't say that I didn't warn you!

This chapter is set in a modern AU, and is basd off the first track, Honeymoon. I left the man unnamed in this oneshot because I didn't know who would fit into that role without being really OOC. So you can pick whoever you like. :)

Finally, this fanfic will be updated every Tuesday! Don't forget that!

I own nothing related to Fire Emblem.

Anyways, please read & enjoy! :D

"Here we are!"

Sumia stared in awe at her surroundings. The resort her new husband had picked was definitely not cheap. It looked like a large villa that only those with a lot of money could afford. It was up high on some fancy architecture, overlooking a beautiful ocean. Even from afar, Sumia could see how crystal clear the water looked. She could feel the excitement rise in her chest. Maybe it was a childish reaction, but she didn't care all that much. She just loved beachside places.

"Where are you, love?"

At the sound of his voice, Sumia ran down to her husband. He was standing in the kitchen with amusement decorating his features.

"Were you enjoying the view outside?" he asked.

Sumia nodded.

"It is nice, isn't it? When I saw the view, I knew I had to pick this place. You deserve the best, after all. My wife only deserves nothing but the best."

Again, Sumia nodded. But the smile already on her face grew bigger.

"If you're happy, than I'm happy too," he husband said. "Now come. I want to see you in a bikini."

Sumia blushed, but she didn't bother putting up a fight. It was one she would just end up losing, and she knew it. So she went into the master bedroom and changed into her swimsuit. It was a purple string bikini that just barely covered the necessities. It was not something Sumia would ever pick out, but that was expected. She had gotten used to all the dictating. She was always told what to wear, what to eat, what to do...all that.

That's what you've signed up for, she thought suddenly. He's been like this since day one.

She pushed the thought away from her brain. She finished changing and then exited the bedroom. She made sure that her body was on full display for her husband.

"Aah, there she is!" he bellowed with pride. "Holy shit, you look incredible. I'm so glad I have you all to myself."

Sumia nodded with content.

"I'm also glad that this resort is so secluded," he added. "I can't have you flirting with other guys while wearing that. We'd have to get an annulment!"

That remark destroyed Sumia's happiness. Her smile disappeared as her eyes scanned her physique. Now she just wanted to change back into her regular clothes. She was always terrified to see her husband's jealous side. It was far from a pretty sight to see.

"Oh, don't look so upset," her husband insisted. "There's nothing to be all upset about, babe. You are mine; I am yours. Isn't that how it's supposed to be?"

Sumia nodded. She forced a small grin on her face as one hand travelled into her hair. Her husband suddenly yanked on it, buckling her knees. She caught her breath and widened her eyes.

"Isn't it how it's supposed to be?" her husband snarled through gritted teeth.

"Yes," Sumia replied. "I'm sorry, I didn't know you wanted a response. It won't happen again."

Her husband let go of her hair. She fell to the ground, but was able to get back up almost immediately.

"I understand," he said. "I guess you're so used to being silent…which you should be. I suppose I'll let it slide just this once."

Again, Sumia nodded.

"I'm glad you understand. Now I think…you know what? I change my mind."

The last four words frightened Sumia on the point. But she nodded and feigned a look of curiosity.

"I'd rather see you without that bikini on."

Sumia smiled and nodded out of instinct. It wasn't because she wanted to have sex. It was because she knew he wanted to have sex, and she needed to pretend to want to as well.

"Well then, what are we waiting for?"

He grabbed her hand and dragged her back into the bedroom. Once the door closed, he ripped the fabric away from Sumia's body. He took off his shorts and boxers, and then waited. Sumia already knew what to do, anyways.

She got down on her knees and took him in her mouth. She started sucking slowly at first. After a few minutes of that, she sped up just a bit. She let her tongue circle his length a few times before she resumed sucking him off. She went faster when she heard her husband groan in response. A grin just barely decorated her face; his groan meant that she was on the right track to making him come.

"Fuck!"

As he cursed, a familiar liquid flew into Sumia's mouth. She closed her eyes and tried to swallow every last drop. She couldn't- she wouldn't- let it go to waste. He wouldn't have liked if she didn't do what he wanted. The hot salty fluid trickled down her throat irritatingly, but she pretended to be fine with it.

"Did you enjoy that?" her husband asked.

"Yes," Sumia answered robotically. She licked her lips to convince him of this.

If he thought she wasn't interested, he didn't let it on. He just picked her up and tossed her on the bed with care.

"I thought about punishing you," he admitted in a lust-filled voice. "But it's our honeymoon. I can't treat you like that. So I'm gonna treat you good."

Sumia thought about the irony of the situation. Her husband- who was also her abuser- wanted to have loving sex on their wedding night. Not rough sex- loving sex that regular couples had. It was almost comical. But Sumia didn't dare say so out loud. She knew better than to pick a fight with someone who abused her on a regular basis. That would've been suicide.

She soon felt her husband enter her with a fury. It was clear from the get go that despite his promise, he still wanted it rough. His eyes held a look of lust and wanting that had Sumia wondering what would happen next. Would he keep his word on loving sex? Or was he going to give up and just fuck her senseless?

She got her answer when his hands grabbed her hips. His grip was firm, but it was far from rough. He was just trying to get her to come sooner. That made Sumia annoyed, but she didn't say anything.

He hates this, she thought. He wants it rough, but he promised to not go rough for me. What a ridiculous man.

Somehow, she was able to close her eyes and focus on reaching her climax. She didn't care if he didn't; he could finish himself off inside her. That wasn't an issue. The issue was trying to come despite knowing how much her husband hate this kind of sex.

"Oh, fuck!"

Sumia closed her eyes and surrendered to her release. Her body went limp as sweat coated her skin from head to toe.

Her husband reached his own climax a short time later, crying out her name as he did. He collapsed on her chest with a soft thud.

"I love you," he mumbled.

"I love you," Sumia replied against her better judgment.

She hated herself for being in such a horrible relationship. Yet she couldn't bring herself to leave her new husband. Her head told her to run, but her heart told her to stay.

If this was love, than Sumia would just have to accept it.

There ya go! I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter of my new fanfic. :)

Please review, and don't forget to stay tuned for chapter 2! :D

- Elizabeth