Waking up feeling refreshed- the scents and sounds were so incredibly different on this new continent. She could hear the sleek glamour of the French accent spoken with ease on the streets below them. The beeping rumble of small motorcycles as they wound around tight corners and the grunting of top notch chefs cooking some of the most exquisite cuisines. Ones that frankly by the smell at least, she was half tempted to steal all for herself.
Of course as soon as her mind flicked onto food her stomach grumbled incessantly, choosing to announce itself without her say so. Hearing a errand laugh- she beamed, stretching languidly before gripping hold of the plain white sheet as it wrapped around her physique- walking addictively towards direction of her husbands heartbeat, it's nuance enchanting and gloriously comforting.
She found him sipping on a cardboard cup of fresh black coffee, languishing on balcony. Stepping up behind him he tilted his head back excitedly, so that they could capture each other in an upside down kiss. Both snorted quietly as their teeth messily mashed together until he reached out for her in attempt to guide her closer until she landed straight on top of his lap.
Exceedingly content they relaxed together, as they basked staring out into the mass of oblivious tourists. The watched the tiny dots- which to them and their alien eyesight stood out with blaring clarity as families explored the Champ de Mars, baking themselves on grass with checkered blankets picnic baskets and their digital cameras. They could hear the clink from the Parisian cafes lining each street corner full with jovial customers.
The sun was sharp and bright happier than she had remembered it ever seeming before.
Maybe it reflected her own sunny disposition because right now she was pretty sure her smile was wider than the distance from here to Argo and hotter than Rao and Sol combined.
Kara hummed allowing that energetic thrum to slowly awaken her taut deliciously aching muscles, rejoicing in feel of being on her honeymoon.
With her husband.
She could stop herself from repeatedly thinking, saying and writing that. It just sounded so... real.
So true, so pure.. so necessary.
So RIGHT.
Yep- at that she almost giggled, instead turning to peck Mon-El as she plucked the coffee from his hands and took a sip smirking at the image of his lips as they curled in feigned annoyance.
It was only then that she allowed herself to scowl at the bitterness and lack of milk.
He was an enthusiastic coffee drinker, one of those guys trying wildly exotic blends from all corners of the globe- places she's never even heard of.
Sometimes he still refused to dilute the taste with something as simple as cows milk- instead wanting to savour it's unique essence.
He was turning into a coffee snob and it weirdly turned her on, not that she'd ever admit to it. Those beans were already going to his head.
Then she plopped it down beside him- against the glass table, as his eyes tracked her movements. Leaning over she grasped at his sunglasses, the ones he was currently wearing and the ones that reminded her of when she'd first tried to dress him all preppy and dorky all of those years ago.
He was always too cool for school.
"I like these on you." twisting them in her fingers.
He grinned teasing "Uh huh, then you have good taste."
Studying his face, her fingers lowered as they softly grazed through the lines of his features- featherlight and unwinding until she was able to hold onto his head and keep it steady to reach forward with her own parted mouth to cheekily tug at his lower lip with her white Kryptonian teeth.
Agreeing full heartedly with his playfulness "I think I do."
His arms tightened around her, gripping at her waist as she nuzzled into the crook of his neck inhaling what was so inexplicably him.
He sighed.
Whispering in a bubbly sort of sadness, muffled and crinkled "I wanted to wake up next to you."
Looking to find her pouting he melted in acceptance- now mumbling against her skin "But then I wouldn't have gotten you breakfast and you know how much you like breakfast."
Kara's eyes widened dramatically as you'd expect from a being such as her "Are you serious?"
"Yussss yusss"
The blonde screeched her excitement evident as she bounced sweetly against him "Show me... pleaaaase"
Thats how he'd gotten coffee.
Whipping up three stray boxes from seemingly thin air- Kara gawked waving out both palms until one cardboard rectangle was finally clutched within her grasp. The other two sat atop the glass tabletop next to the now empty coffee cup.
Skimming her hands over it lightly. It was almost square and white lined with gold embellishments and a beautiful golden ribbon- embroidered with the bakery's elegant design as it lay neatly placed against the packaging. Untying it swiftly... she lifted the lid.
They looked so good that she almost collapsed.
At that point her face was comical and Mon-El resisted on commenting right up until the moan
Beaming at him with a face full of powdered sugar and layers of pastry falling against her chin he purposefully snook a picture when he thought she wasn't looking, the Eiffel Tower in the background behind decorating the portrait nicely.
Making sure it was respectable enough, he sent it to the immediate family.
AgentBadass, ElizaDolittle Maggaboomboom & QueenWhiskers
Sent 9:48am I think she's still #shook
Hearing the click of a shutter button and then haptic feedback she mumbled through scrunched brows, a mouthful of glorious dough and half of a freshly sliced strawberry "d-id yoo jsft tak ma pikchur?"
Teasing "Maybe"
Scowling "Bufdt I'm inna beds-heet"
Tugging at the top of white silk gently whilst reassuring "Don't worry I made sure you were covered... mostly"
His eyebrows waggled and she grunted as he lifted a hand to wipe the dusting from her cheeks then deciding to suck it gently- cleaning the tip of his first finger and thumb in a seductive manner.
"Mmh"
Her eyes sparkled with mischief, swallowing loudly "y'know... if you wanted a taste, you could've just kissed me."
His head titled... comets.
Husking "You don't say?"
The Daxamite's hand slithered over to the nape of her neck, causing her body to become flush against his leaning in- they tittered on the precipice of a heated kiss, the tension allowing them to dance the line between a physical connection. Yet as he finally moved to brush his mouth against hers, Kara angled her lips backwards just at the very last second mercilessly toying and enjoying not giving him exactly what she'd promised until-
-taking the lead she held herself over him and cupped his jaw tightly so that they crashed down into a forceful sensual dual from above, her tongue flicked across his lip until she found her way inside, tracing around the roof of his mouth, starting out slowly before they battled for dominance once more.
Getting deeper and deeper he allowed himself to fall- his palms coming to shimmy up her gradually parting thighs until the buzz of his phone, dissipated the tension of the moment.
Disconnecting, breathing heavily Mon-El licked his lips enjoying the sweetness of what was likely her breakfast, watching as she decided to snag up his technology before he could even give it a second thought- giggling at her prize.
Hearing how she'd unlocked the screen he naturally leant over until she tilted the LCD so that they could look at it together.
Received 9:56am QueenWhiskers I see your both enjoying my balcony. My advice is to make good use of the outdoor jacuzzi or if your feeling a little romantic- perhaps you could fill the master tub with a plentiful amount of bubble bath (top drawer of my cabinet). At least that way it'll be you she's looking at like she wants to ravage and not the goddamn cake for once.
Kara squeaked, blushing furiously and typing hastily into Mon-El's phone knowing it wasn't her place to interrupt their conversation.
QueenWhiskers Sent 9:58am Miss Grant!
Two minutes later...
Received 10:00am QueenWhiskers Oh hush Keira, your the one wearing a sheet. Let me give your husband advice. I thought you of all people would be the bubble bath type.
Growling to herself, hearing Mon-El sniggering next to her "It's not funny!"
Replying QueenWhiskers Sent 10:01am BUT ITS MY HONEYMOON!
Received 10:03am QueenWhiskers then why in gods name are you still talking to me?! ravage Keira... ravage. Loose the sheet.
QueenWhiskers Sent 10:04am I'm going back to making out with my husband now after you so rudely interrupted us so... yea! Ha! I was ravaging ACTUALLY!
All the way from her office in National City, the feline smirked or purred whichever.
Received 10:06am QueenWhiskers Good.
Busy ravaging her husband- they almost did it on the balcony before she heard the couple across from them smirking about 'young love' and so dragged Mon-El inside to return her appreciation for his gentleness last night against a plush bed- then they had a quick fumble in the shower, lots of giggling which lead to her teasing him whilst shaving when he sculpted his moustache into a a comical twirly masterpiece.
Now sitting nude after showering having scoured the place for more food, plates full of fruit and savoury items that surrounded their unkempt bed. They'd practically missed out on both lunch and dinner.
Mon-El was by her side basking in the ambiance of not having to move a muscle for super duty as ringlets of water dropped gently from her partially dried hair onto the side of his bicep.
Kara sighed.
"So I was thinking- as much as I love lying here all day maybe we could take an evening stroll before everything closes? It seems far too pretty not to take a peak at the Parisian lifestyle."
Mon-El gave her a knowing look.
She amended sheepishly "Plus uh maybe we could get Ice Cream?"
"Sure."
Checking his texts- he discreetly watched Kara gliding stockings up her legs another thing he dearly enjoyed about their honeymoon.
He saw-
Maggaboomboom Received 5:39pm Nicely done. I see you got some last night Mr Daxamite- Little Danvers must've been ravenous. ;)
Sent 5:45pm A gentlemanly Daxamite never tells, But as you can see she was eating my pastries.
AgentBadass Received 5:53pm Maggie just snort laughed so loud she knocked over our bottle of tequila- your paying for that when you get back and stop sending me pictures of Kara sans clothing thats my sister for christ sake!
Sent 5:55pm Boo! she was covered!
AgentBadass Received 5:59pm Not Enough!
Strolling along with their feet gliding against cobble stones- Kara looked a vision in a flowy skirt, hair curled lightly and a shirt matching the colour that now graced her eye lids- Cat Grant had done more than pay for their Paris vacation, now he was sure of it.
Biting his lip his hand drifted into hers- the warm air intoxicating against the lamp lights of the streets in front of them.
People and the rush of beeping could be heard in the distance but otherwise it seemed relaxed compared to the heavy bustle of the gargantuan American cities he was used too.
Finding a local store that sold a variety of deserts they went inside- chipper and giddy.
Gliding in the server greeted them "Comment puis-je vous aider?" [How may I help you?]
Mon-El pursed his lips clearing his throat "Nous aimerions acheter de la glace s'il vous plaît" [We'd like to buy some ice cream please]
Wide eyed and in shock Kara wasn't sure whether it was over the pudding or her husbands accent.
The server gestured to the display full with a multitude of colours- all fancy and exotic. Nodding Mon-El glanced down before saying...
"Un cône avec deux cuillères de noisette et un café avec une cerise sur le dessus" [A cone with two scoops of hazelnut, one coffee and a cherry on top]
Seeing the staff member move to start the order he continued-
"Un autre cône avec une boule de pépites de chocolat, une orange et une vanille avec des pépites." [Another cone with a scoop of chocolate chip, one orange and one vanilla with sprinkles!]
Handing them both over to Kara she nodded proudly answering with the only word she did know "Merci" whilst Mon-El paid.
Already nibbling at the sprinkles the Daxamite grinned as he strolled up behind her putting his wallet into his back pocket before placing his hands onto the back of her hips in an attempt to bring her closer to him.
"Mphf" leaning herself lightly against him, revelling in his warmth her smile curled until she lifted her other arm up so he could take a lick of his own cone.
Proceeding to jab him in the nose with his own Ice cream. "Whoa"
Chuckling he leant away grabbing it from her before it dropped everywhere as he wiped his face with the back of his hand- she just turned towards him mortified "Oh noooo, I'm sorry!"
Shaking his head "Don't worry about it." cone now firmly in grasp he took a swipe- "Rao what do they put in here that makes it taste better than Ben and Jerry's?"
Muffled she considered "Probably because It's fresh" realising "Ohhh and since when did you know French?"
He just shrugged shyly "I got lessons when you and Alex had sister nights during prep for the wedding."
Gasping "I thought you just went to the bar with everyone? They-they covered for you!"
Biting his lip "I wanted it to be a surprise, Cat told me ahead of time where we were going and I thought it'd be nice to know the language."
"That's so thoughtful."
Beaming "I try."
Pulling him in by his collar Kara allowed her lips to trace his, the residual taste of coffee-hazelnut lingered as she smiled into the kiss before licking the corner of his mouth- the bit he'd missed. "You taste good."
Pulling back he whispered into her ear "So do you" his eyes glinting in naughtiness something telling her that he didn't mean the dessert- before he pulled away completely putting his napkin that once covered the end of his cone in the trash as he licked at his fingers.
Holding out an arm- Kara continued eating hers as they went outside.
It was getting dark now, the Eiffel Tower lighting up the night sky.
Walking through the streets- they slowly glanced around at all of the people and the decor they came across, they found a man playing a grand piano to a crowd of people who'd gathered to watch and Kara couldn't help but think this was the most romantic place she'd ever been too.
As Mon-El placed some spare change down Kara asked If the pianist knew of a certain melody and started to sing as he played.
Looking up Mon-El was entranced and left speechless as Kara's soothing voice gently caressed his eardrum- as she looked directly at him.
"The day we met,
Frozen I held my breath
Right from the start
I knew that I'd found a home for my heart
Beats fast
Colours and promises
How to be brave?
How can I love when I'm afraid to fall
But watching you stand alone?
All of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow…."
Moving forward slightly-
"One step closer"
As the pianist kept playing she took hold of both of her husbands hands and then proceeded to lace them with her own- gracefully twirling, they started swaying to the music as she continued to gaze lovingly into his eyes her mouth opening to sing-
"I have died everyday waiting for you
Darling don't be afraid I have loved you
For a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more."
Trailing off Kara stood on her tip toes as their mouths intertwined cheeks laced with tears as they remembered those years they'd spent apart- forgetting about the crowd, the multiple rounds of applause and the stray "Bien joué!" that had come from the piano player- all of them were looking on adoringly at the beautiful newlywed couple who'd gotten so lost in each other.
Of course- It also wasn't long until they had came spiralling back into the Parisian vacation home, tearing at each others clothing and being too enthused at sharing their love together to find a more suitable spot- instead opting to enter each other against the bottom of the winding staircase with Kara still wearing those sensually luxurious stockings.