A/N: Now that we're passed all this intimate fluff, we can get back to all the good stuff! Hope you enjoy, and please review! XOXO

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What's Love Got To Do With It

Chapter 36

"Cross?" Nozomi questioned as her husband stepped inside and quietly closed the door.

Cross had just gotten out of the shower moments prior to finding his pinkette looking so delectable, meaning he would have very little clothing to remove before he ravished his wife. Which let's face it, was very long overdue.

"Wait, Cross, no… we have guidelines we have to follow." Nozomi said as she took a few precautious steps back. She could recognize the look in his eye from a mile away, and normally it would equally excite her. But considering she's was all broke, busted, and disgusted after having the triplets, and because of that Komui recommended no strenuous activities (which included sex) for at least eight weeks.

"I don't care," Cross growled deeply as he pulled her body to his by her waist, and holding her tightly in place. "Do you realize what you've do to me?" He breathed, the bulge in his pants rubbing heatedly against her.

"Cross… we can't…" Nozomi sighed. By then his fingers had begun to run over her plump breasts, making the pinkette all the more flustered. The man knew how to keep his wife on her toes, that's for sure.

"And this is me not giving a damn," Cross hummed as he demandingly took her lips with his own. His damp locks were cold to the pinkette's warm flesh, his taunt skin still radiating in the warmth from his shower. He pressed his body tightly against hers, a low moan slipping from deep within his throat as he buried his face into her neck. His hands snaked up from his waist, massaging her swollen breasts beneath her dress. "Mimi…" He murmured as he lifted her up, carrying her over to their bed. Large hands all but ripped the small dress and everything else from her body, leaving her completely bare beneath him. Nozomi looked absolutely breath taking sprawled under his large body, batting her long lashes innocently up at him. Nozomi wrapped her arms around her husband's strong neck, pulling him down to meet her lips. Their lips parted, and large chocolate eyes opened to meet his red one. "You make me whole, Nozomi." Cross wryly smirked.

"I will always love you Cross… until my heart stops beating." Nozomi smiled beautifully, moving his hair back from his face. There was no denying that her old husband was the most handsome man she'd ever seen, weither he was being overly zealous as always, or be it in one of their intimate moments when he opened his heart to her.

"You're not very bright are you?" Her husband sighed, the thought of her heart no longer beating making his stomach uneasy.

"Yeah, well neither are you, old man." Nozomi said, in between attacking her husband's lips. Nozomi's lips desperately sought out her husband's soft puckers, the softest lips she'd ever felt. Cross's warm mouth left hers, trailing hot kisses down her neck, letting his tongue glide across her flushing skin. He moved a large hand slowly up between her legs as he sucked roughly on the sides of her neck, his name loudly rolling off her tongue as his fingers played with her clitoris, rolling the small numb in circles and giving it a flick or two. This is what the general had missed, her milky skin against his. Her moans and cries of pleasure ringing in his ears as she bent to his every command. Cross gave an inward content sigh as he basked in the heat emitting off of his wife's body. His handsome face contorted into a frown as Nozomi winced in pain as he slipped his fingers into her.

"I'm sorry dearest. I'll try to be gentle." Cross whispered, his voice laced in kindness, as he pushed his fingers in and out of her core slowly.

"Cross…" Nozomi whimpered, grabbing a tightly onto his broad shoulders. She opened her large eyes, loving the look of bliss, the expression of her husband getting off on her moans. His eye was half lidded, glazed over in just as much raw emotions as she was experiencing beneath him.

Her husband withdrew his fingers, sitting back to admire his work. Nozomi's chest heaved as she eyed him closely from under her lose bangs. Cross unzipped his pants, letting them fall to his bent knees, as he freed his thick weeping manhood. The general gave a deep groan as he roughly took a hold of himself, watching her closely as he rubbed the sensitive tip with his thumb. The pinkette watched, just as she'd made him watch once before, biting her lip as an attempt to keep herself quiet. Her husband continued to stimulate himself, groaning in delight as his thick shaft grew thicker, until it became unbearable, his bulbous tip oozing with liquid want. Cross grabbed Nozomi by her hips, pulling her closer to him, as he eased his large muscle into her, moaning aloud. The pinkette threw her head back into her pillow, her back arching as she cried out in pain, as Cross began to steadily pound into her with force. It felt as if he was tearing through the hymen she'd lost years ago, the feeling was nostalgic, as Nozomi gripped handfuls of his hair and pulled.

"Cross… ahhhh!" The pinkette whimpered a loud cry. Her legs wrapped around his trimmed waist, her hips arching up to meet his thrusts. Cross released throaty growls at the tightness of her warm walls around his throbbing shaft. His wife's strangled out cries continued to ring in his ears, each one an octave higher than the one before it, as he skillfully rocked his hips.

Cross leaned over the tiny withering body beneath his, gliding his tongue along the length of her neck greedily, savoring the taste of his sweet little candy queen. "God, Nozomi…" He cooed, resting one of her legs up on his shoulders, allowing him to reach deeper into her. Nozomi only cried out in a mixture of pain and delight as her husband increased his speed, having her writhe beneath him.

"C-Cross," His wife cried through gasps of air. "I.. c-can't… I'm going… to…" Nozomi gave a loud shriek as she came, her rushing juices coating her husband's manhood, her orgasm shaking her body. Reaching his own climax, Cross fisted a hand in her messy tresses, giving a deep howlish moan as he stroked one last time. The man pulled out, releasing himself onto his wife, sweat glistening on his body and brow.

Nozomi laid there, unable to move for a moment, the creeping cold of the room felt refreshing to her blazing skin. Cross, his manhood just as limp as the rest of him, nuzzled his face into the crook of the pinkette's neck, inhaling the natural scent of his wife's after sex musk. It was just as tantalizing as his own. The man hummed contentedly as he laid on the smaller body.

"I need a shower," Nozomi murmured, her face nesting in his thick ruby locks.

"Yes, I suppose a shower does sound nice about now." Agreed her husband. "Can I join you?" He asked, hopefully.

"I think not, now get off of me." Nozomi snickered softly, rolling the giant of a man off of her.

Cross watched his wife's form until she disappeared into the bathroom. He gave a sigh, swinging his long legs off the edge of the bed, letting them hang there for a moment before getting up to go check on the triplets. The general cracked their door open just enough to peer inside, and as expected the babies had slept through everything. Those were definitely his children, sleeping through just about everything. Hell the world could end and he himself would sleep through the entire thing without even stirring. Cross gently closed the door again ,making sure not to wake them.

Shortly after he had returned from checking on the triplets, Nozomi exited the bathroom and just the sight of her left his docile manhood reviving with life. Her tresses darker as they hung damp to her breasts, as the rest of her was clad in one of his overly large shirts, her puffy cheeks flushed.

Now get your sweat self off those sheets and into the shower." The pinkette demanded of her husband.

"I will not have you getting cocky and telling me what to do, dearest. Things just don't work that way." Cross huffed with a chuckle. The glare he received in return proved him otherwise. Cross just chuckled lightly, dragging into the bathroom.

Once she was sure her husband had gotten into the shower, the man was known from his sneak attacks from behind, Nozomi quickly went about to change out their sweat and cum covered sheets for a fresh pair. Afterwards, going to check on her all too silent children. And considering they had been quiet for a while, she wondered just what her little ones were up to? Jelani, especially couldn't be left untended to, because just like his papa he was always up to no good unsupervised. But her little ones were still fast asleep. Jelani on his back with his mouth open like his papa, Rochelle still neatly wrapped on her side, and Josiah… on his tummy with his little rear in the air. Nozomi smiled softly, going and giving each of her children's little red heads a gentle kiss.

"Mommy loves you," She whispered.