Hey! This is going to be a small series with possible, sporadic updates, but for now, it's just these two chapters and all the commas I can fit in a single sentence :D

Warning: ***Suggestive***

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Yumemi smiled, unsurprised, that her husband remained in the study. Slaving over stacks of paper even late into the night. Ever diligent.

His brow furrowed as his lips moved silently to the words he read. His hands spinning the pen in his hand at his frustration. Some of the wording must have been off.

She continued to watch him, the candlelight setting alight his fiery hair and chiseled features. How much he had grown since they first met. How much she had grown…

Munto's cheeks were whiskered with a dusty red that never failed to give her chills. His stature hadn't changed much from their teenage years, but his body had only grown stronger. Muscle covered him, filling out every shirt to the last millimeter. Sculpted from raw power, her husband became feared and respected by the other nations, something they hadn't done in the past. Something he had worked hard to earn.

But unlike them, Yumemi knew the gentleness of those hands. Their calloused pads had only lovingly touched her. Pleasured her.

She bit her lip.

Munto always looked handsome in his formal robes. The fabric had been finely made with black silk and intricate gold along the collar and sleeves. His traditional cape had been long forgotten on the chair beside him, but per his trademark, the main fabric had been of dark burgundy, gold as a secondary color.

She had seen the previous king in his formal robes from memories and not once had she seen so much gold added to his attire. Rather, he preferred silver to be along the edges of his cloak. When she confronted Munto about it, he hadn't answered her question directly, but only smiled her way, admiring her hair, before kissing her forehead.

After coming of a more suitable age for the throne, Munto had also changed the style of the crown. Leaving the silver behind in the background, he ordered a new design to be added. Sinuous amber weaved along the silver band with a new oval emerald placed in the center.

His explanation had been, "I like green."

Yumemi laughed at the memory, catching her working husband off guard.

"Yumemi? It's late into the night, you-" She cut him off with a kiss, pulling away only slightly to look him in the eye.

She had changed to her nightgown, a fluffy robe covering her from the nightly chill. Her crown had been securely put away, her jewelry also away.

"I don't want to sleep alone, my king." She smirked at his momentary shock, rubbing her thumb against his cheek.

"My apologies." Munto took her hand from his cheek and kissed her knuckles. "Work has been busy." Not that he needed to explain that to her. They both were swamped with duties for the kingdom.

"I know. Rest is still a necessity. You are not immortal." He chuckled at her words, nodding as he pushed himself away from his work. "Though I do suppose for all your hard work, there should be a reward."

He knew that seductive smile anywhere and the twinkle in her eye was only illumined further in the candlelight.

"Yumemi…" He gave a cautious glance to the door, but his warning didn't deter her.

"Nobody's around." Yumemi swiveled on her feet, coming to stand directly before him. Hands already running down his front, removing the fabric there to feel tawny flesh.

Her soft cherry lips nipped at his skin, trailing fire down. The robe on her shoulders began to slip off, revealing her creamy skin and in utter temptation, he removed it to see what lied underneath. Her gown was thin, diaphanous and sultry, and as her robe fell to his conquering hands, a chill rose up on her skin.

"You are more enchantress than queen, love."

She laughed breathlessly, stopping in her trek downward to peer up at him from beneath thick lashes.

"You say that as if its a bad thing, my lord." He bit his lip at her tease, not stopping her as she unfastened his pants and kneeled before him.