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Mystic: Alright! That's it! When I wrote this fic, I made it clear that I said little angst and lotsa smut. But this little guy (drags out angst fairy) has been trying to tell me otherwise. Well not going to happen! I'm in a good mood now and the angst needs to stop! (grabs laptop to bash fairy's head in, but is stopped by fellow author and reviewer, RenzokukenZ)

RenzokukenZ: My shtick! You no steal! (takes laptop and walks off)

Mystic: Dammit! The angst needs to die! Oh, wait. I have an idea... For anybody who's going to flame me for this, BRING IT!!!

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Hilda awoke with a startled gasp. Her breath came in short pants and sweat was dripping from her brow. She was lying in a bed of the softest silk and fluffy white pillows supported her tired head. Opening her green eyes, the golden sorceress took in her surroundings and recognized the lavish decor as Alexandrian. A quick glance at the open curtains of a nearby window told the tired woman that it was very late at night. Most likely two or three in the morning.

Was it possible? Did she just have a simple dream? Or was it a nightmare? It was a nightmare, her subconscious gave Hilda a disturbing nightmare. Any dream with Cid was pure horrific. The subconscious vision seemed so real; Hilda could still smell her ex-husband's cologne and feel the rough fabric of Kuja's habit bunched between her petite hands. The female mage suddenly became light-headed, her face flushed hot, and her evening meal threatened to make an encore.

No, not threatened. It was making an encore!

Lady Hilda dashed out of the comfortable bed and pushed open the double doors that led to a lavish balcony. Hoping that no nobleman or simple servant was taking a very late stroll, the disturbed dreamer heaved the contents of her stomach out over the balcony railings. That dream was so vivid and lifelike. The bellydancers were stunning, Kuja's soft whispers and caresses were gentle as in real life.

But that damn regent had to make an appearance!

Hilda heaved again. Her throat started to burn as her stomach acid churned further and caused more irritation. Bile and rack of lamb splattered into the bushes, along with the wet tears of the sick canary. One final heave caused the Lindblum-raised woman to break out in uncontrollable sobs. Her weak, lithe form turned away from the railing and slid down to the tiled floor of the rich balcony. Golden tresses draped over her trembling body, tears fell from her eyes, and any magic left in her soul seemed to weaken by the minute.

"Hilda..." A male voice exclaimed. The weeping female glanced up to see the thick habit of a monk, with the features of the silver sorcerer she had come to love. "Hilda, my dear canary, whatever happened?" He bent and pulled her still sobbing form into his arms.

It hadn't really been that stressful of a day, has it? The two lovers arrived in Alexandria without much of an issue. Zidane and Garnet were wise to Kuja's disguise, but everyone else was still oblivious. Even Steiner and Beatrix assumed that the mysterious monk was just an overprotective bodyguard. Eiko had yet to figure it out, as well.

"...Kuja." Hilda choked out, clutching at his arms and burying her face into the crook of his neck. "Take me away from here. I want to go home, to Ipsen's Castle." Secret thoughts and emotions began to pour out from the depths of her soul. They were thoughts she had held onto when she returned to the lecherous Regent. These emotions were of a woman who longed for her one true love, only to have him yanked away from her. "I want nothing more of a royal life. I just want you and Eiko. Please!"

"Shh," Kuja comforted as he stroked her hair. "Everything will happen as you desire. I promise you that." He shifted and cupped her tear-streaked face in both hands. "You've been sick."

Hilda slowly nodded, finding comfort in her lover's body. "I had a nightmare."

One hand of the wizard drifted down to rest on the canary's smooth stomach. "Do you think it was just the nightmare?" A knowing grin spread over his face. That knowing grin grew as the sorrowful expression of Hilda's changed to that of awe and realization. "Come out of the cold, love. It's not good for you now."

She willingly took Kuja's hand as he helped her stand. Her legs were still wobbly, due in part to her stomach's churning and the sudden thought of a surprise pregnancy. "Kuja, how are you so sure? We've only been together for a couple of weeks."

The wizard leaned down to kiss away the few tears that remained. "Can you not feel the new life that you hold? The gentle hum of an innocent soul?" Her curious gaze told him that she hadn't. "The child is new, only conceived a few nights ago." His hand drifted down to her womb once more. "The little soul called to me; it's father."

Tears flowed freely down Hilda's pretty face yet again. Only this time, the tears were not of fear or trepidation. They were of impending joy. Her arms wrapped around his neck, a calming relief spreading over her heart and tired mind.

They walked inside, away from the cold breeze and locked the heavy doors. Their mouths immediately went for each other, meeting in a soft kiss that grew in sensations. Kuja's arms wrapped possessively, yet still gently, around the woman who would bring a new life into the world. He lead her to the bed, letting the hood of his disguise fall back as her fingers sifted through his silver locks. Hilda laughed a joyous giggle as Kuja picked her up bridal style and spun her around just once before carefully laying her on the bed. He moved his body fully upon her and kissed her soft mouth just once before touching his forehead to hers.

"You'll stay with me always, Hilda?" Her silent breath was hot against his cool skin, stirring within his masculine soul a passionate fire.

"Always," She smiled at up him. "You, and Eiko, and as many other children that you can give me."

A sexy smirk crossed his features. "I'll give you as many as you desire, my beautiful, golden canary."

They kissed again, fierce and wanton. Warm tongues clashed and fought against each other in an ancient rhythm. Kuja's holy habit was removed and pushed to the floor; Hilda's thin shift followed soon after. With both articles of clothing removed, it left both persons free to come together. Arms and legs entwined in each other, while golden and silver tresses tangled on the soft bedspread. Their kiss deepened in fervent need and want as their bodies prepared to dance for the remainder of the night.

Deciding to return to one of her favorite foreplay positions, Hilda playfully maneuvered out from underneath her lover and bade him to sit on the edge of the bed. With a sly smile that spoke volumes of sultry pleasure to come (pun very much intended), the golden sorceress sank to her knees in front of him. Auparishtaka was not only Kuja's favorite form of sexual fun, but it was also Hilda's.

The wizard on the bed moaned deeply as a wet and heated mouth surrounded his throbbing member. She remembered what strokes and movements of tongue he enjoyed the most. Kuja's lady took great pride in making him moan in such a way. His gasps only increased the more she sucked and licked. Then her hands joined in the act, stroking and fondling him to the highest planes of the best kind of torment in the cosmos.

Kuja braced himself on the edge of the bed and tilted his head back toward the ceiling. Damn little chick. Her tongue was going to kill him. His whole being was ready to burst in ecstasy.

"Mother! Mother!" Eiko yelled as she ran into the room. "I thought I heard you cryAHHHHH!" The little girl's shocked scream echoed throughout the castle hallway.

Kuja and Hilda dove under the covers, but it was very much too late. Eiko had seen and the little summoner was not at all pleased.

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Mystic: I feel better now. Humor, smut, a little angst. I'm good. Just to give one more shoutout. DragonOTDarkFlame, you gave me some wonderful ideas, and I apologize for not being able to use them. Try as I might, I couldn't seem to get it to work. I hope your feelings aren't hurt and that you'll still be able to read this. I honestly tried, but it wouldn't flow the way I wanted it too. Sorry. Anyway, don't forget to leave a review.