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Roy held Riza in his arms as he opened the door to his large bedroom suite.

He paused for a moment to let Riza gaze around the room.

The Fuhrer's mansion was certainly a big change from her small, nondescript apartment.

"Wow." Riza commented after she had a chance to take in the elegant room.

The room, along with the entire house, was decorated with a simple elegance, but it was still striking.

"That's what I said my first time in here too." Roy smirked at his bride.

"This is really my home now." Riza said quietly, involuntarily clutching onto Roy as the weight of reality settled uncomfortably for a brief minute.

Of course, she could be with Roy, in a way, she always had been.

But could she really do this?

Could she really be the Fuhrer's wife?

"No, this is really our home now." Roy smiled reassuringly at his new wife.

Riza felt her heart flutter.

Of course she could do this.

She could do anything as long as Roy was with her.

"I love you, Colonel." Riza replied, laying one of her hands on Roy's cheek.

"And I love you, Lieutenant." Roy whispered back.

That was the end of their words.

There was nothing else that needed to be said.

Roy leaned in and Riza closed her eyes as his lips met hers.

Softly, sweetly….

After the dramatic display Roy had put on at their wedding, Riza was surprised at the tenderness that he kissed her with now.

Not that she didn't like it though…..

A happy sigh rose from Riza's chest as Roy's kiss gradually became deeper and deeper.

She noticed they were moving…

She was being carefully placed down…..

Softly, gently, Riza felt the plush bed touch her body and her eyes opened.

Roy's onyx orbs gazed back at her now, full of admiration and….

Hunger?

Yes, hunger.

Roy was very hungry indeed for a taste of the woman that was now his new bride…..a taste he had denied himself all these years.

Riza could see the eagerness in Roy's face as he clumsily fumbled with her dress, trying to discover the best way to take the delicate, lace gown off without destroying it.

Riza shared his urgency and nipped at her husband's lips. She hurriedly helped him in removing not only her dress, but his suit as well.

Gown….

Jewelry….

Slip…...

Jacket…..

Vest….

Tie….

Shirt….

Trousers…..

Soon Roy and Riza were stripped down, Roy to his boxers, Riza to her bra, panties and thigh-highs.

Riza was sitting up on the bed, Roy on his knees in front of her kissing her passionately.

When his hands went to her back, he felt Riza freeze against him.

Roy slid his hands to her hips again.

Maybe there was something he needed to say after all.

Roy broke their kiss for just a moment and leaned his forehead against Riza's as he whispered, "It's a part of you, Riza. It's nothing to be ashamed of. Since I first looked at you, so long ago, all I wanted to do was take you in my arms. Now you're finally here."

A soft pink blush tinted Riza's cheeks as her brown eyes opened and she smiled softly, her fingers stroking Roy's muscular arms. "All that thing ever brought me was pain, but, I guess it was worth it…..ultimately, it brought you to me, too."

"I promise, Riza." Roy whispered against her lips, delving back in for another deep, intense kiss. "There won't be any pain tonight."

Riza made a noise in her throat that spurred Roy on. His hands quickly snaked up her back again, going for her bra strap.

This time, she was relaxed, although Roy did detect a hint of an anticipative shiver as he popped the clasp and slipped the strapless garment off of his wife.

He pulled away for a moment to admire her.

How many years had he waited to see this?

Roy pulled back to have a look…

Riza looked Roy in the face, feeling a hint of pride as his eyes widened when they settled on her plump breasts.

It was simply too much.

The day was too much.

The night was too much.

The mansion was too much.

And the sight of Riza…..

Roy's beautiful, blushing, blonde wife, sitting on the bed clad only in her white lace panties and thigh-highs, curves bared before him…

She was simply too much.

Roy's onyx eyes scanned over her for a moment and Riza felt a shudder of lust run through her at how clouded they became as he drank in her entire figure.

Roy's hands shot out before he could stop them, cupping Riza's full, round breasts.

Before he could resist, he began palming them greedily.

A single whimper of pleasure escaped his new wife's lips when his fingers brushed teasingly over her nipples.

A growl rose from Roy's chest.

He pounced like a tiger.

In a flash, the last few pieces of cloth were quickly stripped from each of them. Both the bride and the groom seemed to be in a race to disrobe each other as quickly as possible.

Soon, there was nothing left.

Roy and Riza stood before each other, after so many years of constrained lust, completely exposed.

A silent, tense moment passed as they drank each other in.

Riza looked over Roy, admiring every inch of him from his chiseled physique to the ample, male organ that stood proudly below his waist.

Roy looked over Riza, memorizing her creamy skin and her surprisingly well-endowed curves.

Riza drew in a sharp breath, calling him closer.

It was time.

Slowly, Roy crawled to Riza on the bed and cupped her face with one of his hands.

Riza instinctively wrapped her legs around Roy as he pushed her back gently on the mattress.

Just as his manhood brushed against her thigh, Riza broke their kiss suddenly and looked at Roy with wide eyes.

"Roy, I….I don't take anything. You need to…..put something on." She admitted quietly.

Roy looked down at her with soft, lustful eyes. "Why?" He asked with a smirk.

Roy waited for a reply.

None came.

Roy was content to accept their future exactly as it came, and apparently, Riza was too.

What did it matter…..?

They were finally together.

Wouldn't that only make them happier?

Riza pulled Roy back down for a kiss, whimpering against his lips when he sunk into her smoothly, easily, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

For them, it was.

Had it not been for the military's rules, this would have happened years ago.

Riza gripped Roy tight, her nails digging into his flesh as they made love.

Roy grit his teeth at the soft mewls of pleasure that escaped Riza's lips, his entire body rigid with the efforts of their passion.

Neck, breasts, arms, abdomen, bottom…..

Riza felt like Roy was trying to devour her completely as his fingers and lips caressed here, teased there.

Finally, after the sheets beneath them were soaked with sweat, Riza bit back a cry and Roy let out a growl as they both rode out the elevated high they both achieved from consummating their marriage, their two bodies finally joined as one.

For a moment afterwards, they stayed there, Roy on top of Riza, still buried within his bride, kissing her sweetly.

"I love you." Riza whispered against his lips.

Roy enjoyed hearing that.

And her voice…

It had been a long time since he had heard the former lieutenant sound so vulnerable.

"I love you, too." Roy whispered back. With a groan, he finally removed himself and laid on his side, cuddling her close, he wrapped his arms around her tightly.

Their kisses didn't stop.

Short, sweet, loving…

Roy's hands roamed over Riza's curves…..

Riza's soft fingertips ghosted over the lines of Roy's muscles.

Eventually, Roy left her lips and began to kiss down her neck, towards her breasts as he flipped Riza onto her back.

The blonde instinctively wrapped her legs around him again.

Roy glanced up with a smirk.

Riza squeezed his waist between her strong thighs.

Roy took a nipple into his mouth just before he plunged into her again.

How many years had they waited for this?

It was going to be a very long and very loving night….

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Many hours later, instead of falling asleep from exhaustion, the newlyweds laid together.

Riza was on Roy's shoulder while Roy absent-mindedly stroked her hair.

For several long moments both of them were silent.

At last, Roy spoke, "Can you believe this is real?" He asked his new wife quietly.

"I think I will, eventually." Riza said, smiling softly.

Roy bent his neck and kissed the top of her head.

Riza closed her eyes and laid her hand over Roy's chest.

Roy started to speak, but when he glanced down, he noticed Riza trying to doze.

Remaining silent, Roy gently held Riza close until he felt her body relax and heard her breathing become slow and rhythmic.

Roy smiled down at his sleeping bride.

He would like to have talked longer, but it was very late, he knew, and they had just had a very happy but long day.

How could he deny his wife her rest?

Careful not to wake Riza, Roy pulled the blanket over them both and closed his own eyes, holding the blonde in his arms.

He was usually a side sleeper, but now that he finally was going to have a bedmate, he supposed he better get used to sleeping on his back, especially since Riza had nestled right into the nook of his shoulder.

Judging by the expression on her face when Riza had fallen asleep, she seemed to like it there…..

There was a pleasant, peaceful smile on Roy's lips once he drifted off as well.

Whether he slept on his back or on his side, or even in the floor, Roy didn't care….

As long as Riza was with him.