anonymous prompted: Khanolly- Opulence
Rated K
The opulence of his palace – and make no mistake, it was a palace, no other word could possibly do – was mind-blowing, to say the least. "Um, wow," Molly murmured as she stared up at the multitude of crystal chandeliers depending from the arched dome of the ceiling.
"I presume that means you're impressed." Khan's voice was filled with amusement, and Molly couldn't help bristling a bit. She hated being laughed at.
"I know I'm just a, a normal, boring human, Khan, but that doesn't give you the right to…"
"Molly Hooper," he interrupted her, striding across the length of the room so quickly she had no time to do more than squeak out a protest before he had taken her in his arms, "you are not a normal, boring anything to me. Why do you think I had this built? As a monument to my own ego? No," he denied, lifting her chin in two fingers and tilting her face up to meet his. "I had it built to honor you, the woman who captured my heart as well as my respect. I had it built," his voice lowered to a deep thrum that set Molly's insides a-quiver, "for you, my queen."
He lowered his head and captured her lips in a fierce kiss. One that Molly Hooper, former Starfleet Intelligence officer and now wife to Khan Noonien Sing, was more than happy to return.