Chapter 19 SMUT. Yea straight up Smut. Its more graphic then the others I have written. I gave up trying to be subtle.

Fox had to say it was a surreal experience to have a wedding night, with no real wedding, and in the middle of the day. But the way she had been feeling lately, there would be no arguments on her part. She was consumed with passionate visions just looking at Varian in the throne room these days.

Having him call her wife, that summoned up an entirely different set of emotions. Fear of the unknown. Anger at her helplessness. Lastly, the one unexplainable sensation that over powered the rest when he called her "wife." The look in his eyes when that word left his lips made her feel cherished, wanted, and loved. It marked her as feminine. Something she generally scrambled to get away from. This was different in a new exhilarating way. Because if Varian was the masculine one, then she had to be an answer to that. She so wanted to be the other side of him that made them complete. Whole. Pure oneness of being.

Kisses were something one shared in public. They bore no resemblance to the white hot need of her mouth against his. A primal urge that they shared when it came to molding their bodies together. If anything good was to be said about dresses, it was they were so easy to remove. She stood naked in a matter of moments.

Fox advanced on Varian. Pushed him down on the bed with a surge of impassioned strength.. If this was going to be a marriage of his choosing, then it would be a marriage run by her will. She would relent to his wishes, and he would live for hers. Fox promised herself they would be equal. She would not be ruled. Satisfied with her choice, she took the time to study the form of her new husband. "You are just so..." She stared down at his naked body. So perfectly cut. The muscles clearly defined under soft skin, and now he was hers alone. Something she once feared was causing her to surge with a sense of possessiveness. She had never considered anyone hers before. Lovers had been things to be left behind and forgotten. Now she delved into this thing called commitment.

He just laid there looking up at her. Willing to allow her anytime she needed to be comfortable with the new change of status and power over him. Wondering just what that would mean for them. Confident there was no way she would resist. Varian tossed a wicked smile as he asked "So what?"

Fox moved to settle herself over him. Enjoying the sudden flaring of his eyes at her bold move. "So mine!" The nails biting into his chest. Advancing them back on the bed for a firmer surface, because there was no doubt that it would be needed.

He settled his hands on her hips as she moved to straddle him. Fox wasted no time lowering herself down on to his thick shaft. Patience has never been her strong point. She was so ready that there was no effort needed to sheath him fully within her. Their mutual cries mingling in approval.

She didn't move from her perch. Waiting until he looked up at her expectantly. What he got was a very clear Fox like question. "So tell me, does the irretrievable powers of consummation happen when you enter my body, or does it require my ability to secure your seed? Because that has never been clearly explained to me."

Varian was lost in a haze of desire, "What?" Trying to gather his wits enough to actually think. He knew she had said something, but the importance or lack of was lost in the instinctual need to rock against her. She was doing so little in the way of progressing this along, and he was suffering greatly with want.

Fox did not help him in this pursuit. She slowly ground her hips down on Varian. Keeping him right where she wanted him in a fully heightened state of arousal. No more then he deserved for leaving her in torment through the past few nights. Watching as he groaned and crumpled the bed sheets in his fists. The flat of her palms massaging his chest as she worked her magic. "I asked if your mission to fully consummate this marriage and there by entrap me is complete? Or should I redouble my efforts?"

Oh she wasn't getting an answer from him. Varian clenched his jaw with the merest effort to think. Every time it seemed as if he could put a word together into a sentence, the message failed to make sense. She was driving him mindless with the promise of the most powerful sexual experience of his life. Hadn't he been the one to promise her a night she would not forget? His Fox had turned that table so very soundly on him. Never had he experienced anything like this. It was a complete domination of his will. And, by the Light, he was loving it. She could have anything she wanted of him, just so long as she continued on her course.

Fox rolled her hips forward. Drawing his length across the walls of her body. Rising to her knees, until just the tip of him remained, then sank back down with slow deliberation. She was rewarded by Varian's ragged breath. She could tell the sensations were so strong he was having trouble breathing.

Varian's hands moved to a biting grip on the soft flesh of her hips. The fingers digging in as he pulled her down hard to fully imbed himself in the feminine warmth. Then urged her to move again. Wanting her to ride him faster.

She complied with his desire. The stroke gently teasing her most sensitive spots. Building the stage for a very powerful orgasm. She noticed he was starting to shake under her, and whispered fiercely, "Don't you dare, husband. You will hold back until I am well pleased first!"

Varian understood the meaning of that. Sweat starting to form in his efforts to keep his pleasure at bay. It just felt so good. The first gasping cry signaled she was close. It almost caused him to loose himself entirely. The second cry making his shaft jerk hard with the need to release his burden. "Please woman. For the love of all of Azeroth. PLEASE!"

The desperate sound of his cry threw Fox over the edge. She shuddered under the force of her climax. Trembling cries coming with the waves of her muscles contraction. The walls of her sex squeezed done on Varian. The ripples of her pleasure to much for him to escape. The hands on her hips rocking her body as he was drained completely.

Fox rode out the last of the shivers of her orgasm, slowly sliding down to the bed beside him. Completely spent with burning muscles. Exhaustion stealing what little strength she had left.

Varian rolled to his side drawing her close. Pushing her sweat drenched hair from her face. He was so spent he could just stare. He had suspected this was going to be like nothing he had experience before this point. He had been right. "Fox, my siren Queen. I think you meant to kill me."

She could not open her eyes to look at him. She wanted only to sleep there in his bed, that smelled so wonderfully of him. Feeling his warmth moving to engulf her weakened form. She answered in hardly a whisper. "Of course, my husband. Its all a great scheme of mine to get to your throat. I am a Stormwind Assassin after all."

Varian chuckled. Adjusting her into a more comfortable position. They were going no where soon. "I hope our child has your humor." He said with out thinking.

Fox whispered against his skin, "Give me a few weeks, Husband. It's still to soon to think of sharing me with the cherished Arathi."

"Fox, I need to tell you." He kissed her forehead. "You are already carrying my child." He waited for the powder keg to go off. Only the sound of her steady breathing answered him. Looking down he saw his wife lost to slumber.

He smiled and settled a hand over her stomach, "Son, stop being so demanding on her resources. Your father wants his share too."

Author Note: Having a good time on WoD. Not pushing my way through. Happy to have gotten this out for you.