Yep! I'm definitely on a roll! Okay kiddies, strap in cause this section of the story is rated M! For all of you seasoned readers, you know what to expect from me when I post stories like this. Still, I will go ahead and post a warning!

!Warning!

The following chapters will include dirty talk and lemons!

Stop now if you hate Smut. This is a romance fic and when it comes to a married couple like Connor and Kira, there is no stopping it!

!Warning!

Ok, that should about take care of warnings.

For the rest of you, here are the digital cigarettes. I'm letting lose on this, so be prepared!

I'll see you guys at the bottom!

A few hours later

About half way to Los Angeles

Connor pulled into the 7-11 and turned off the engine. It had been an uneventful drive so far, and the only time they stopped was for bathroom breaks and snacks. This was the first time since leaving Angel Grove that they'd needed to fill up the tank.

"Go ahead and fill up the tank." Connor said as he handed Kira his debit card. "I need a pit stop."

Kira answered him with a peck on the lips and then turned back to the SUV and began to unscrew the cap. The gas meter was running when an overpowering smell wafted her way. Kira gagged momentarily and looked up when she felt a presence behind her.

"Hey Sexy, need some help pumping gas?"

Kira looked up and her eyes watered as the man who was wearing way too much Axe body spray invaded her personal space. Standing too close to her was a 30 something man wearing a ratty t-shirt and skinny jeans. His hair was short and spikey. Kira was instantly revolted.

"Nope, I can handle this myself." She paused and held up her hand with the wedding ring on it. "If I really needed help, I'd just wait for my husband to return."

The man snickered at her. "Awe, you must be one of those desperate white girls that married into money. If he bought you that ring, he must be compensating for something."

Kira rolled her eyes. "He doesn't need to compensate for anything and I'd appreciate you backing up. You smell really funky."

"Now that's not very nice." he said reaching for her wrist.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Connor said walking up behind him. "My wife is a more than a match for you. She doesn't tolerate Shitheads like you touching her."

The man didn't look convinced. "Not likely, she's a woman. I doubt Yoga classes do much for her."

Connor shook his head and then he looked at Kira who was looking at him in confusion. He smirked and grinned at her. "Go ahead, Rockstar. Show him what those Yoga classes did for you."

Kira grinned at Connor and then looked back at the man. In a flash she brought her knee up, catching him in the groin. When he sank down to his knees she kicked him in the head and he fell backwards, cradling himself.

When Kira looked back at her husband he grinned at her. "Damn, that was hot."

Kira giggled at him, shaking her head as she pulled the nozzle out of the gas tank and screwed the lid back on.

In the meantime, Connor hauled the sleezy guy to his feet. "Get lost before I finish the job my wife started." A moment later, he unceremoniously shoved the guy away and then walked back towards Kira. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close.

"You okay, Rockstar?"

Kira shuddered. "Yeah, I'm good, but I never want to smell that body spray again. If I ever smell that on you, it's the couch for you."

Connor chuckled and kissed her forehead. "I tell you what, when we get Los Angeles we'll go to the mall and you can pick out the cologne for me."

Kira paused and looked up at Connor. "Is that your phone in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?"

"I won't lie, Rockstar. "Seeing you go all Xena on that dude was really hot…I'm kind of horny now."

Kira chuckled. "Well, you better put that away for now, Jock. We still have a little way to go."

"Then you better back up a bit. I'm gonna need a minute."

Kira kissed his lips and handed him the keys. "I'll just wait for you in the car."

Connor chuckled at her and then took a deep breath. After swiping the card in the reader, he waited another moment and then climbed back into the driver seat.

He didn't look Kira in the eye as he started up the engine and got back on the road.

They drove in silence for a while longer and then Kira took his hand in hers. "You ok, Jock?"

Connor grinned and then looked at his wife. "Yep, I'm fantastic, and kind of hungry. Would it be okay if we stop at Applebee's and then go to the hotel?"

Kira chuckled and nodded. "Food's good and then the jacuzzi. Sounds like a plan to me."

Applebee's Restaurant

Kira and Connor walked hand in hand behind the sharply dressed waiter who led them to their booth. Once they were seated, he handed over the menus. "My name is Matthew and I'll be your waiter for tonight. What would you like to start off with?"

Kira grinned up at him. "I could go for a Coke and large order of mozzarella sticks."

Connor looked at her funny for a second before looking at their waiter. "Yeah, I'd like a Coke too."

When they were alone Connor gave his wife a long look. She met his gaze and offered him a smile.

"Kira, what's going on in your head right now; you don't usually allow yourself to drink soda when we eat out."

She shrugged at him. "I just feel happier…lighter."

"Just because we're on vacation, or, just happier in general?"

Kira gave him a soft smile. "A little of both, I guess. I had a talk with Kim today while you were gone, it's more than us trying or not trying for kids, I guess some of the old scarring from the butt licker was still lingering."

Connor reached between them and held her hand in his. "Like what? What's left to erase?"

Kira shrugged again, not meeting his gaze. "My inhibitions. With everything that happened with…Scott. Even after we rid ourselves of him. The scars were still there. Even when it's just the two of us, I've been holding back a little. But, I made the decision to rebel today."

Connor nodded offering her a small smile. "In what way? Is this vacation a part of that?"

Kira nodded. "Yeah. It's my chance to just be me, just Kira True-Heart. I want to let it all hang out. I'm tired of being ladylike and proper. That time, when we wore the mantel, I was just so free, and I missed that. Today, Kim reminded me that even if I had gotten pregnant from…him, they would never have let me suffer alone. I guess it felt like she had just handed me the key."

Connor smiled at her. "Damn, Kira. I love you so much. Ok, what's the first step. What can I do to help?"

Kira gave him a devious smile and brushed her foot up against his leg. "Tonight's plans, I won't speak of in public. But tomorrow, I want to go to the mall and pick up a few things for the cruise…and maybe we can just be newlyweds, go where the wind takes us."

Connor gulped softly and licked his lips. "Kira…I'm all for it. But we better tone down the pillow talk until we're alone. I'm scared that I won't be able to control myself if you continue."

Kira giggled blushing slightly. "You asked, Jock. Sorry if I went too far."

Connor leaned forward, "Never apologize for being yourself. I'm half tempted to just take our order to go and rush you to the hotel."

Kira rubbed the pad of her thumb over the top of her lover's hand. "I'm told the build up is worth it. I can hold on till we are truly alone. We literally have all vacation to play around."

Connor nodded, taking a deep breath. "I look forward to it."

Just then, the waiter was back with their appetizers.

Though they tried hard to keep the conversation clean, the fire was already lit. By the time that they got to desert, Connor was tense and he was all but shaking with need, Kira noticed and when the waiter came back, she looked up at him.

"We're taking this desert to go."

Matthew looked at him with a knowing look. "Right away."

"Ugh, just feel the hormones oozing from them," said a haughty sounding voice. "It's revolting."

Connor whipped his head around looking for the voice. Finding nothing, he looked back at Kira who was staring straight ahead and frowning.

"Seriously gross. I feel so filthy with that whore looking at us. You'd think that she'd have the decency to wait till they got a room before talking like that."

"I wonder if she charges extra…"

"That's enough." Connor said as he stood to confront them. He marched over to their table and leaned into them. "That's my wife you're talking about and you don't know shit about her. Just because you bitter old ladies haven't been laid in forever doesn't give you the right to talk down about us when we're clearly having a private conversation that doesn't concern you."

The women looked shocked at his forwardness. When he saw that they had been silenced, he turned his back and walked back to the table to see that Kira wasn't there.

"Dammit," he muttered.

Kira splashed cold water on her face and took a deep breath. Those toxic words had come out of nowhere and slapped her across the face. Instantly, the romantic feeling that had warmed her and been sapped out of her and now she felt foolish.

"Whatever that old bitch said is nothing but garbage. Don't tolerate it." Kira looked up to see an older lady standing behind her leaning on a cane." She had a kind face and her red hair was braided and wrapped in a bun.

Kira turned around, leaning against the counter. "I know. I'm a married woman and that's my husband I'm with." She exhaled softly. "I guess my we shouldn't have let it get so out of hand."

"Horseshit." The woman said with a glint of humor in her eyes. "Dearie, my Jack and I have been married for 30 years now and I'm still crazy about him. I was the prim and proper type when we married, and we went an entire year going by the rules and it was boring as watching paint dry."

Kira had no idea what to say. "So, you threw out the book?"

The woman nodded. "Yep and I did so with much enthusiasm. When he came home, I went for it and we've never looked back."

"So, this is an oddly weird conversation. Is there some sage advice in there?"

The woman grinned. "You bet, sweetie. When you and that handsome thing get back to the hotel, do exactly what was going through that mind of yours and stop letting the opinions of frustrated old broads ruin your night."

Kira giggled at the other woman's words as the sting melted away.

"That's much better, dear. Now, go have fun with that husband of yours and let me get back to my own."

Kira nodded. "I'm Kira. Thank you for this."

The older woman winked at her mischievously. "You're welcome, and my name is Rose."

Kira walked out of the restroom and saw Connor sitting at the table. When he saw her, he got up and walked towards her. "Kira? Are you okay?"

Kira looked up at him with a small smile on her face; in the next moment, she leaned in and pressed a kiss to his lips. When the clearing of a throat was heard, Kira broke the lip lock. It was the same ladies from before and after pecking his lips once more, Kira stepped out from behind her husband and faced the women. With a evil grin, she looked them all over and then lifted up her hand and flipped them all off.

Their shocked faces were very gratifying and she smirked when she felt her husband laughter.

She turned to him and smiled, "If we are all done here. I'd like to get out of here and to the hotel. I'm ready to continue our vacation."

Connor smirked at her and laughed to himself as he picked up the to-go box and led her out of the door.

When they were both strapped into their seats, Kira kissed her lover once more. "Let's get going, before I give into the urge to jump your bones."

By her shaky hand, he knew now was not the time for teasing.

"As you wish, my lady."

There were no formalities as they checked into the hotel and got the key card. Connor could tell that she was doing her best to hold it together, but that she really needed to get him alone.

"Here are your keys to the honeymoon suite, Mr. True-Heart. Is there anything more you will need tonight?"

Connor gave the Concierge a smile. "No thank you. I'll most likely call for room service in the morning, but until then, we just want to enjoy ourselves."

The concierge gave them a knowing look, but he still kept his professional tone. "Very well, do enjoy your night."

"I intend to." Connor said as he thanked the man and led his wife away towards the elevator.

To be honest, they were both pretty needy by the time they were alone in the room. Connor locked the door and faced his wife. "I'm yours Rockstar, what do you need from me?"

"You, but I'm so shaky that I don't know what I want first." Kira admitted biting her lip.

Connor nodded and then stepped into her space. "Then let me take the edge off. I promise that we've got all night."

Kira only nodded as he led her to the bed and then dropped to his knees in front of her. No more words were spoken as he lovingly helped her out of her jeans and sandals. Her T-shirt was the only thing that Kira stripped off herself.

Finally, Connor pressed a kiss to her abdomen and then slid her panties off. Her heart started pounding as he gently spread her legs apart and then adjusted them. With the first swipe of his tongue against her slit, she gasped in relief.

"Hang on, Babe, I'll get you there."

Kira didn't even care that he used that nickname she hated. As he made love to her with his mouth, she focused solely on the sensations and with each moment she felt herself slowly unraveling.

"Fuck yes! Let go, Rockstar, I've got you."

At his velvety voice, Kira lifted her head and met his eyes as he licked her. The moment was her undoing and her breath hitched as she came hard and he lapped up everything she gave him. He rubbed her legs as she fell over the edge. Moments later, she felt him gently kiss her stomach and then put her legs down.

Moments later, she felt the bed shift as stood to his feet. When she could lift her head again, she watched him as he stripped off his t-shirt and pushed his jeans down. She licked her lips he finally stripped of his boxer briefs. Her eyes watched as his naked form walked towards her and get on the bed. She felt her breath hitch again as she watched him put a few pillows behind his back and then start to stroke himself.

He met her eyes again and then licked his own lips. "Do it. I've been waiting for this all day." Kira crawled towards him and their eyes were locked as they shared a passionate kiss. He gasped softly as she straddled him, and he parted her slit and helped her slide onto his length.

He moaned in pleasure and he waited for her to adjust to him before their eyes met again. "Connor," she panted. "Fuck, I've needed this."

He smiled at her trailed kisses from her lips to her neck and shoulder and finally to the valley between her breasts.

Kira moaned as he did this and felt her head tilt backwards as he sucked and kissed her breasts.

"Love, please, move. I want you to ride me." He said softly.

That was all the encouragement she needed, and she began to rock against him, making love to him and with each time she slid over him, he gasped her name. Their love making was quiet and beautiful as they moved together. It was almost a blur and at some point, he grasped her backside and started thrusting up, meeting her movements. That was the moment that they started tumbling towards the edge.

He was still mouthing her breasts when she cried out his name. "Right there, right there…fuck….so close!"

"Come on Baby, let go…I'm there too!"

With one more thrust of his hips, she felt him hit the sweet spot inside her and she cried out, cumming hard.

He held her tight as she spasmed around him, and he watched in awe as she came hard, throwing her head back and calling his name. Seconds later, he cursed loudly as he followed her over the edge.

For several minutes it was quiet in the room as she rested against his chest and he rubbed her back soothingly.

"That was…" She panted.

"Amazing." He finished for her. "I got to say it, I love this rebellious side of you."

Kira chuckled and kissed his lips again. "I'm sorry for what happened back at the restaurant."

Connor pressed a kiss to her forehead. "Yeah, don't apologize for anything that happened back there. It's not like you were speaking out loud for everyone to hear. I know those old hags caught you off guard, but I put them in their place after you retreated. No one talks about my wife that way."

Kira chuckled as she sat up a little bit more. "You told them off?"

"Yes, you are my only concern, Kira. This trip is only about us and that bitch was ruining the mood."

Connor's eyes darkened, and his visage changed ever so slighty. Kira felt him stiffen inside her and she paused. "Hey, put that rage away, Jock. It's all good. I had a talk with that nice old lady, Rose and she set me straight."

Connor paused and looked at her. "That older lady?"

"Yeah, she must have come in to the restroom after I did."

Connor closed his eyes and thought hard. "Yeah, I think I remember seeing her. She was with another man, they were looking pretty comfy in their booth too. I guess I just didn't see her follow you into the bathroom."

Kira kissed him again. "Yeah, speaking of bathroom, I need to go." It wasn't until she lifted off of him that she noticed the absence of latex.

"Oh shit, we didn't use a condom."

It was a proverbial splash of cold water in the face.

"Hey, it's okay." Connor soothed her. "I'm your husband and pregnancy or not, we've got this. Now, if you want, I'll wear a condom from now on. If we did just make a baby, then we'll handle it together. It's going to be okay."

Kira nodded shakily and then leaned against his chest. Feeling his lips against her temple, she relaxed a little bit and took a deep breathe, and then felt nature creeping up again.

"Hey, I still need to use the bathroom."

Connor chuckled and pecked her lips again. "Go ahead, I think I'd like to visit the jacuzzi now. I'll get it started up."

Kira sighed deeply and then got up. She smiled to herself when she felt his eyes on her.

Minutes later, when she came out of the bathroom after cleansing herself really well, she walked back out in all her naked glory and saw him in the tub, leaning against a spa pillow looking very relaxed.

When he felt her sitting next to her, he put an arm around her and held her close. No more words were needed as they spent a good while, letting the water jets soothe them both.

This was going to be a very interesting vacation for both of them and it had only just begun.

So, for some reason when I was writing Rose, I was for some reason typing it all in the voice of the grandmother from Moana. LOL.

Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed this chapter so much that you leave a review for me! But no pressure dearies! Much love to you all!