Chapter Nine

Keirsten was laying on a towel laid out in the sand, the sun shining down on her. She felt a bit foolish, sitting in the summers heat in her bikini bottoms, and a sleeved shirt, but she didn't want the world to see her scars.

Spencer walked over, the sun in his face. "Why don't you go on in the water Keirst? You love swimming in the ocean."

Keirsten looked up, licking her lips as she eyed Spencer's bare chest."I plan to... I think. I'm not sure."

"Are you still worried what will be said of the scars?"

Keirsten nodded lightly, slowly standing up. "Very... It's bad enough that half my family thought you had caused them..."

"Don't let it hold you back from having fun Keirsten. We came here to relax, have fun, have been here two weeks and you still refuse to get in the water. Now then, give me the sweater, people will ask more about that over the scars."

Keirsten looked out at the water hitting the sand, her skin tingling with the idea of the water touching it. She gave a soft sigh, and slowly removed her sweater, handing it over to Spencer. She eyed the water a little longer, feeling a bit more vulnerable now that her scars where on display for the world to see. Taking a deep breath, she slowly made her way to the water, and stood at the edge with it lapping at her feet.

Spencer tossed the sweater on the towel, and followed after Keirsten, wrapping his arms around her from behind. "I'm starting to double think part of what I said. Not liking the looks other men have on their face looking at you like they are."

"Oh? Jealous of men you know can never have me?" Keirsten asked with a laugh as she turned around and took a kiss from Spencer.

Spencer smirked. "No, I don't like other men looking at my wife while she's in a bikini. How would you like it if I was in a speedo and several other women were looking at me like they wanted to get at me?"

Keirsten thought for a moment, turning around some, and looked over Spencer's body, licking her lips at the idea of him in a speedo. "I would claw their eyes out instantly," she claimed.

"Exactly. Now you know how I feel."

Keirsten shrugged lightly. She wiggled slowly out of Spencer's arms, and ran into the water, loving the feel of it on her skin. When she was in up to her hip, she made a small dive in, and swam out a little further, all to aware of Spencer watching her. She turned over on her back, floating there as she watched her husband make his way over to her.

"Feel better now?" Spencer asked when he came up to Keirsten.

"A little bit. But starting to think this might not have been the best idea. The scars are starting to sting with the salt hitting them..."

Spencer raised an eyebrow. "They're closed wounds... they shouldn't be stinging."

Keirsten stood up in the water, her belly now covered. Her scars where bright red, and a small frown was on her face.

"Okay, that's not normal..."

"I think the incident from a few days ago might have stretched some of them... and reopened a few."

"What gives you that idea?"

"One, the way they are stinging, two, when I cleaned them up, a few bled."

Spencer shook his head, looking all the scars over. "Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"Because I didn't think anything of it. Spencer it's not a big deal. They'll close back up in no time."

Spencer sighed, and lifted Keirsten up out of the water, and walked her back to shore. "Maybe, but now they could get infected. Not going to play around with that being a possibility, not with you."

Keirsten squealed softly when she was lifted into the air, and clung tight to Spencer. "Okay, you pull me out, and it's cold. Not nice Spencer."

"Sorry. Look, we'll just find other things we can do while we're here. It's not a big deal. But the ocean just became off limits."

Keirsten thought a moment, licking her lips and then nipping at Spencer's neck. "I can think of a few things."

"Oh really now? Heh, might just have to take you up on that idea. I like the sound of it."

Keirsten gave a small grin, and stretched her legs out when she was put back down on the sand. She walked over and picked her beach towel up, wrapping it slowly around her body. Now she could feel the eyes of others watching her, all she could wonder, is what Spencer was thinking of them all looking at her body.

Spencer grabbed Keirsten's sweater that had dropped out of the towel. He was starting to feel luckier than usual. Here were all these buffed up men, and here was the nerd with the woman all eyes were on. He felt even luckier to the fact that she was his wife. He pulled her close, giving a sly grin before taking a kiss from her lips. "So, tell me about these... alternative plans you have for us?"

Keirsten smirked some, her finger running down Spencer's bare chest. "I think I'll let you stand there, and wonder what I have in mind. It's more fun to watch you think about it," she claimed with a wink.

Spencer blinked slightly. "I have a feeling by the time this honeymoon is over, you are going to have me worn out."

Keirsten shook her head some. "I won't wear you out, promise. But it's not like I can enjoy the beach with these stupid scars. Have to find other ways to entertain ourselves."

Spencer placed small kisses along Keirsten's neck and jaw line. "Sounds like a plan to me."

"Hey! You two mind getting a room? There are kids on this beach!" someone called out.

Spencer quickly picked Keirsten back up, and carried her to the car. He didn't care to much to have everybody watching them anyways.

Keirsten stood in the hotel room next to the bed, her hair dripping wet as she looked at Spencer with a smile, and wearing nothing more than a bath robe. "I think I almost prefer staying here with you, than being down on the beach with people looking at me."

Spencer slid his hand inside the robe, feeling Keirsten's soft skin underneath. "I'll agree to that statement," he claimed, using his free hand to tilt Keirsten's face slowly, and took a kiss from her lips.

"How did I get so lucky again?" Keirsten asked as she slid her robe to the floor. She nuzzled gently into Spencer's neck, nibbling softly once in awhile.

Spencer shrugged some, grinning slightly. "Would you stop nipping my neck? I told you, it tickles."

Keirsten shook her head lightly. "Nope, because I know you like it, even if it does tickle," she whispered, before stealing a quick kiss from Spencer.

Spencer groaned lightly, his hand running gently up and down Keirsten's bare side. "Tease," he smirked, before placing his hand on Keirsten's hip, and slowly sliding it around and between her legs.

"Me? A tease? Who are you trying to fool here?" Keirsten questioned. She shivered lightly as she felt Spencer's hand move slowly up her thigh, and brush against her womanhood.

"Why would I try and fool anybody?" Spencer asked as he slid his finger between the folds of Keirsten's womanhood. Hearing a soft whimper from his young wife, he took another kiss from her, and slipped a finger inside of her.

Keirsten gripped Spencer's shoulders standing on her tip toes. He wanted to call her a tease? In her mind, two could play at that game. She broke off the kiss, and looked at him with a smile. She pushed his hand away, and started to place soft kisses down his chest. She'd show him what a tease she could really be.

Spencer blinked some as he watched Keirsten slowly getting down on her knees. This was not something he had expected from her. His fingers ran through her wet hair, before he grasped gently, feeling her tongue suddenly teasing his member.

Keirsten looked up some, watching Spencer's face as she flicked her tongue teasingly on his manhood. She slowly closed her eyes, and parted her lips, before taking it into her mouth gently.

She listened close to the sounds Spencer made, as she sucked upon his member. She opened one eye, and looked up. Spencer's face had a look on it as if he was in a pure state of bliss, and he didn't have a clue what to think. She closed her eye once more, and continued to suck. She winced slightly, feeling Spencer grasping tightly onto her hair.

Spencer looked down at Keirsten in complete awe of her. He had not expected something like this from the girl he had run into at a Star Trek convention just a few years ago. The sensations running through him was pushing him closer to the edge. He bit on his lip, doing his best to hold back, he didn't want to finish like this. He loosened his grip on Keirsten's hair before pulling his hips back, and withdrawing himself from her lips.

Keirsten blinked in confusion and looked up at Spencer. "W-what did you stop me for?" she asked curiously.

"Get in the bed."

Keirsten tilted her head, and slowly backed up to the bed, and slid into it.

She sat there looking at Spencer as he crawled into the bed with her, taking a kiss. "Mmm... you know you're the greatest human to ever live, right?"

Spencer shook his head. "Nope, that person is right here with me," he claimed. He gently pushed Keirsten onto her back, leaning over her body.

"You sure about that?

Spencer nodded, his fingers gently rubbing the folds of Keirsten's womanhood. He slid out of his shorts, and climbed on top of her form. "Pretty positive," he replied as he slid a finger inside of Keirsten, watching as she tilted her head back, and closed her eyes. A smile was on his face when he heard her soft groan.

"Y-you... tease," Keirsten uttered as she opened her eyes some to look at him.

Spencer smirked, shaking his head as he took another kiss from Keirsten. He climbed on top of her, looking into her eyes. "You call me a tease? After what you just did to me, I beg to differ," he stated before sliding his finger out of Keirsten, and his member inside in it's place.

Keirsten gave a low cry, arching her back, and rolling her hips up to meet with Spencer's. She brought her arms up around his neck, and lifted her head up, placing her forehead to his as she looked deep into his eyes.

Spencer captured Keirsten's lips in a quick kiss. He already knew he wasn't going to last long after what had just happened. He held her body close, thrusting in slow and deep, doing everything he could to hold back his release. But Keirsten wasn't making it an easy task for him, by running her finger tips up and down his spine.

He broke the kiss slowly, before nuzzling gently into her neck. Feeling her legs tighten around his waist, he nipped her neck teasingly. If she wanted to keep teasing him by biting gently at his neck, he would do the exact same. He held back a laugh, when he heard Keirsten squeal softly. He continued his gentle pace, before pressing himself deep inside, and releasing his seed within her.

Keirsten bit her lower hip as she felt her husband pressed in as deep into her as he could get. "S-Spencer!" she cried out, holding on closer to the man who held her beneath him.

Spencer slowly let go of Keirsten, and laid beside her in the bed. He wrapped an arm around her bare waist, and pulled her close to his form. "Not sure of anyplace I'd rather be than with you right now."

Keirsten gave a soft sigh, as she cuddled up closer to Spencer. "Hun, do you think… do you think Dallas will find probable cause to come for me again? You heard those police a few weeks ago… all they need to do is get the name changed around on the warrant, and I'm being flown to Dallas as a prisoner."

Spencer sat up, and propped himself on his elbow. "I really don't think they have any reason to arrest you. Why are you bringing it up now? It's been two weeks since they knocked on our door... and we've heard nothing since then."

"Because... the way my arms have been hurting since that day, it's been on my mind a lot, and to have the scars themselves burn like they did when that water hit... I'm scared again Spencer. Those two have found another way to try and mess with my life."

Spencer frowned lightly. "Is there anyway to keep your mind off of them for the next week and a half? Granted this is the first I've heard of it since then. But it's still not something I want to deal with right now."

Keirsten looked up at Spencer. "I'm sorry. I just never thought that on our honeymoon, I'd have to be worried of the fact that I could be going to prison."

"You aren't going to prison. They can't lock you up without a fair trial in the first place. If they tried, they'd be in pretty big trouble."

"Then why have them pounding on our door, instead of sending me a letter that states I'm to stand trial?"

"That I'm not sure of. Probably to make sure that you'll actually be in Dallas, instead of trying to skip out on it because you're here in Quantico. Even then, it is a little confusing. Now, can we stop talking about this?"

Keirsten sat up slowly, and took a small kiss. "Fine, I'll stop talking about it for the rest of the time we are here. But when we get home, I'm gonna talk about it."

Spencer rolled his eyes. "Fair enough," he claimed as he put Keirsten on her back once more, and rolled onto of her body. He reached over for the light, hating how it was now starting to get dark, and turned it on, before pulling the blankets over them. He was far from being done.