Wedding night

Note: the smut doesn't come until the next chapter

When we get back to the hotel Sanji and I are giggling and laughing like little children.
We were giddy as hell and floating on cloud 9.
Maybe it was the thrill and happiness of finally being married.
Maybe it was the fairy wine kicking in.

Sanji unloads the case of wine onto a bellhop with the key to our room and a generous tip shoved into his breast pocket.
"Drop this in our room if you don't mind."

"Yes certainly."

When the bellhop was on his way Sanji grabs my hand to pull me into him and starts spinning us around the lobby.
The spinning turns into to a quick sweeping waltz.
I'm laughing at how much fun I'm having as Sanji dances me around the room.
Some of the other guests start looking at us.

"Oh, newly weds, how sweet."
"They're so adorable."
"They're so happy...how nice."

We end with a spin and a dip.
I'm a bit dizzy from how fast Sanji was spinning me around the room.
Before we go off to our room we stop by the kitchen so Sanji can check on things.
The head chef watches nervously as Sanji inspects the food he had left in his care.

"Aw that's great!" Sanji smiles. " Perfect. Thanks for keeping an eye on things."

The Chef sighs and smiles with relief.

"Though…" Sanji crosses his arms and looks objectively over everything.

"Ah, um…is there something wrong?" asks the head chef cautiously; afraid he might have messed up something.

"Nah, I just feel there's something I missed…"

Sanji looks around and sees something "Ah!"

He walks over to one of the other chefs and looks at what she's cooking.
She blushes and is a bit nervous Sanji's watching her.

"Whatcha got there?" Sanji smiles

"Ah- um, oh." The cook stutters "n-nothing really. J-just some cut seasoned potatoes."

"Can I try?"

"Y-yes! Of course."

Sanji forks one of the potato squares and puts it in his mouth. His eyes light up.

"Oh that's fucking delicious!"

This delights the chef. "T-thank you. It's nothing really. A child could make this."

"Ah don't be so modest…ne, could you make some of this for us? I forgot the side dish."

"Yes, I'd be more than happy to."

The head chef thanked Sanji and tells him they would take care of plating everything and have it brought up to our room.
Sanji thanked him and everyone in the kitchen and we start heading up to our room.
I'm still feeling all giddy.
After we leave the dinning area I run and hop onto Sanji's back and he carries me piggy back to our room.
I slide off Sanji's back once we get inside and see a table was setup by the widow for a romantic dinner for two.

A small round table was set up by the window with white linen, Silver silverware, fine porcelain dishes, Crystal wine glasses and candles.
There was wine on the table and champagne on ice.
Sanji opens the champagne with the traditional launching of the cork and pours a glass for each of us.
We clink our glasses hearing the ring of the crystal.

"To love." I toast

Sanji smiles "To love."

After we drink I pull on Sanji's tie to reel him in for a kiss.
Ties are damn useful.
As we pull away from the kiss there's a knock at the door.
Sanji goes to open it.
It's the chefs with our dinner.
They wheel in the dinner platters and the cake.

"Thanks."

When the chefs leave Sanji takes my hand and leads me to the table and sits me down.

"Mademoiselle." Sanji puts on a cheesy French accent.

It makes me giggle.
He takes my napkin and snaps it open with a flick of his writs and lays it across my lap.

"Good evening, how is the lady tonight?" Sanji begins his French host roll. He does this some times. It was one of the other ways he acted silly other than the lavish spouting of complements. He started once when I was feeling depressed one day. He made me a special dinner and did the French Garson bit and it cheered me right up. So he did it every so often when I was down or if he felt overly silly.

I giggle "Wonderful thank you."

"Splendid, splendid. Lovely night we have tonight no?"

"Yes very lovely."

"Yes lovely indeed. Tonight! For you mademoiselle, we have an exquisite dinner prepared."

"I'm sure you do." I smile

Sanji picks up the bottle of wine and starts twisting in the corkscrew.

As he's twisting he continues talking.

"We start off with a nice spinach salad with almonds, apple bits and tangerine slices with a light tangerine vingarette dressing."

"Ooh."

Sanji pulls the cork out of the wine bottle with a pop.

"Here we have the house wine a lovely…" Sanji looks at the label. I laugh. "Yes a lovely Chardonnay, year 12 of New Pirate Age year."

"Good year." I tilt my head.

"Yes indeed." Sanji pours two glasses. "For the man course we have Prime Rib seasoned and slow roasted accompanied by a red wine au jus dipping sauce and seasoned potatoes."

"Yummy." My mouth was absolutely watering

Sanji starts serving up salad "And finally for dessert we have a decadent Chocolate cake with Chocolate, Vanilla and Carmel butter cream filings, frosted and decorated with white butter cream frosting that has a slight hint of tangerine extract for that extra, how you say flare no?"

"Mmm."

That's what I'm talking about.
I swear the best thing about getting married is the big yummy cake you get at the end.

As Sanji sets down my does his spiffy behind the back toss and twirl of the peppermill move . "Fresh ground Pepper Ma Petite?"

I smile "Yes please."

Once Sanji peppers me I utilize that oh so useful tie of his to pull him down into another kiss. "Thank you." I whisper as we pull away.

Sanji smiles and gives me a tender kiss on my forehead.

He sits down and we enjoy or dinner together.
Everything is so good and flavorful.
I take a bite of the prime rib and just about die of happiness.
The meat simply melts in my mouth.
So good and juicy and tender.

"OMG! This is to DIE for!" I swoon "Soo good."

Sanji grins his big smug grin of satisfaction.
I've never had anything as good Sanji's cooking in my life.
And I wasn't kidding when I said you could taste the love.
It reminded me of Bellmare some how.
Though we often didn't have a lot to eat, rarely had meat because it was so expensive, and usually always was tangerine-something, the food Bellmare made was always good.
And it wasn't until now; until I had Sanji's cooking I realize the reason.
Bellmare, like Sanji made food with love.
My childhood was filled with nights where Nojiko and I wouldn't get enough to eat.
Nights were Bellmare would go hungry so she and I could eat.
We usually only had enough to barely not starve, but often never enough to eat until we were completely full unless the tangerines were in season.

I look at my lavishly decadent meal made with love by my husband.
Made by my husband…
Yes, that's right. I'm married to a chef now.
I'll never have to worry about going hungry ever again.
Damn it. I promised myself I wouldn't cry today…

"Nami…what's the matter?"

I look up into Sanji's loving worried eyes and smile in spite my tears "I'm just…so happy Sanji."

Sanji smiles tenderly at my and puts his hand on the table and I take the warm soft hand he offers.

"I love you Sanji."

"I love you too Nami."

Sanji brings my hand up and leans over to kiss it."

"It's a wonderful meal Sanji. You've really out done yourself." I smile

Sanji grins. "Ah it's nothing. Just something I threw together."

"Just a little something made with love from your heart ne?"

Sanji laughs "Always for you my love."

I laugh too.
Have I ever mentioned I love this man?

"More wine?" Sanji noticed my glass was low.

"Hmm, yes but I think I want some of that wine the elves gave us. That was really good."

"As you wish." Sanji smiles

Sanji gets into the case and pulls out a bottle.

Sanji pours me little over half a glass. "We already had some this afternoon and the guy said one glass was more than enough for a week."

I giggle. "Yes…" I still felt a little bit of the effect from what I had this afternoon. "Good to take it easy…"

……

I'm not as think as you drunk I am.
>"I think you are…"
I'm not drunk
-"Yes, I think we are… just a tad… damn those elves make some good wine…"
Ridiculous we only had one glass of fairy wine…
- "Yes and a glass of champagne and a glass of wine before that, plus another glass of champagne after we finished the fairy wine…um maybe you should stop drinking the glass of wine you have now"
Bah! We can hold our liquor!
>"Yes, yes, but maybe we shouldn't try to hold any more…lets move on to the good stuff…
Cake?
- "Ooh! Ya cake!"
>"We have time for cake later! Ya damn gluttons…lets move on to a different sin for now…if you catch my drift…
Ooh, ya…
- "Ah…I almost forgot about that…
>"See! That's why I'm in charge now!"

I turn my eyes lazily to Sanji a smile sweetly.

"Nami…are you ok?"

I giggle "Just peachy love." I purr

I look at Sanji all hot and sexy in his wedding suit.
This was the moment I've been endlessly fantasizing about ever since I bought the thing.

"That was lovely Sanji, very tasty." Walk over and slip onto Sanji's lap.

"A wonderful little appetizer." My hand caresses his cheek.

"N-nami?"

I hold his chin and my thumb brushes over his soft warm lips. "Now. Sanji. I'm ready for the main course..." My eyes fill with pure lust "And you my love look good enough to eat…

Yes I stole "Ma Pettie" from LKH's Anita Blake books. ;p
See it as a small tribute to the wirter from which I learned how to wirte decent smut XD

I love LKH and all of her books is reading Dance Macabe as we speak and counting down the days til the next Mary Gentry comes out

The Expressions of Love chapter has qoute from Anita Blake as well, tho it may not be an exact qoute, cause I couldn't remember it word for word. Brownie points for thoes who can point it out. a shiny gold star for those who can tell me which Anita Blake book it's from ;p X3

Warning:

The next part is dripping with smutty goodness…

More so than the first chapter… and there's a lot more of it this time around, so much in fact I pretty much had to give it its own chapter… So if tons blatant smut is not your cup of tea, feel free to skip the next chapter.

It won't hurt my feelings and you won't miss out on any key plot points or interrupt the flow of the story if you do.