A/N: Thank you for the reviews, favourites and follows for last chapter. This chapter is a m-rated scene from my longer plot-driven story, Aftermath.

Unbeta'd. All mistakes are mine.

Disclaimer: Not mine. All Reign characters belong to Laurie McCarthy and Stephanie Sengupta and The CW. I'm just playing with them.

Aftermath - A New Day

Kenna awoke early the next morning to Bash's arm draped over her and she could feel a certain part of his anatomy against her back, but she couldn't help but smile. He loved her. He had professed it last night and she had returned it. What a wonderful feeling that was until the stars fell, which according to her husband foretold the coming of the plague. They had gone and spoken with Nostradamus about the situation and Nostradamus thought it was possible but there was no way to tell when the predictions would occur. They would have to wait.

Not wanting to wait for the predictions to come true, she had suggested that they take a small excursion that day while Pascal was to be kept busy and distracted and Bash had agreed. Kenna savoured the quiet time to think a little longer, until she started hearing servants move about in the hallways. When she did finally rolled over in place, it woke Bash up from sleep. Reaching up to caress his face, she smiled at him. "Good morning."

Blinking the sleep away, Bash returned the smile. "Good morning." Even just as he was waking, the sight of her beautiful face brought such tender thoughts to mind. He had been feeling the pull of love for his wife for some time now, but her telling him that he was enough made his heart want to burst and so he had told her of his love for her. What was more remarkable was that she had returned it without hesitation. What had he done to deserve this wonderful marriage that neither wanted the night they wed?

Feeling the love that shone on Bash's face, Kenna leaned in to give her husband a quick kiss. "It's still early. I just heard the servants starting to move about, but I couldn't wait to start the day with you."

Running his fingers along her hip and bringing her night dress up her side, Bash said with a grin, "If it's early still, perhaps we could find some other diversions to keep us occupied until breakfast is ready."

"Perhaps we can," said Kenna, smiling before she leaned in to kiss him again.

Bash deepened the kiss immediately. After having admitted his feelings for her the night before, he wanted to show his love for her this morning. It was a new dawn and he wanted to express his love in a manner that would bring pleasure to them both. First, he helped her to remove her night dress. Then he started to kiss her jawline and then down her neck. He wanted to make each time they made love to be enjoyable and the moans and happy sighs coming from Kenna indicated that he was doing it right, which hardened him even more.

Kenna, meanwhile, formed thoughts on how to make this encounter better than the last. Bash had been so good to her in this and in many other ways. He had cared enough to ask what she wanted even before they consummated this marriage. He thought to give her a family ring as a wedding ring. He sought to protect her from his own father. She wanted to tend to him as he had tended to her simply because she loved him.

When he was finished with her pulse point, he moved to rain kisses down her breastbone until he reached one of her breasts. He had been tweaking her nipples to arousal with his fingers while he had been kissing her neck. Licking the points before sucking the breasts, Bash made sure that neither were jealous of the attention he gave to the other. The courtesans his father had sent him to in Paris when he was younger had taught him well and would be proud of him for remembering their specific instruction.

While Bash sucked her breasts, Kenna arched her back which prompted him to move his hands lower. Tapping her nub like a push button, she nearly flew off the bed from the sensations he brought forth. "Please don't stop!" Running her fingers through his hair, her nails scraped his scalp just so when he hit a good rhythm. Kenna had to bite her lower lip to keep from losing control when he upped the ante and plunged a finger into her centre.

When he thrusted his finger into her centre and pulled it out in a come hither motion, Kenna felt the build up reaching the point of no return. While one hand was tweaking a nipple, Bash was licking her nub and fingering her centre. Feeling her tense up, Bash moved just a might faster on all fronts and her nerve endings exploded as she unraveled beneath his touch. She screamed his name as waves and waves of pleasure coursed through her.

While she was recovering from her high, Bash licked his fingers clean before lapping up the juices that flowed from her. It tasted like nectar from the heavens to him knowing that he was able to satisfy his wife with just his tongue and fingers.

Just as he was about to hover over his wife and kiss her, Kenna sat up and captured his lips with hers only breaking apart long enough to say, "I love you," before resuming the kissing. While they were kissing, Kenna moved her hands to grip his member, which surprised Bash enough for him to break the kiss to suck in his breath. Taking advantage of being apart, Kenna moved to kiss, lick and suck him, which because it felt so good, nearly caused him to fall off the end of the bed.

Moving them up the bed, Kenna resumed her attentions on him while he propped himself up by his elbow. Licking and stroking him, while she cupped the family jewels, brought him so close to the edge that she could already taste his eagerness.

Unable to take her ministrations any longer, Bash was barely able to utter in a voice deepened by desire, "Oh God, Kenna, I need to be inside you!"

When she heard him, she moved up to kiss him lightly on the lips and stared into his eyes like a huntress eying her prey. "I want you inside me as well."

Unable to reply with words, Bash merely guided his wife on all fours and entered her from behind. Thrusting at first into her moist, warm centre to make the connection and then stopping just long enough to bring himself from the edge so that he wouldn't just go without ensuring his wife was right there with him. Once he was far enough from the edge, he started moving again and to ensure that Kenna didn't miss the friction on her nub, he placed his arms around her and started to stroke her while he moved more leisurely in and out of her from behind.

While they both built up together, Kenna's breaths were coming faster to match Bash's strokes. "Oh yes! That's it, Bash! Right there! Oh yes! Faster!" Increasing the speed on both fronts, he gently pulled her up and sat down on his heels so that he could grab a breast and kiss her pulse point from behind. He wanted to arouse her in every way possible at the same time. Kenna then leaned her head back to give him more access and while her breaths came faster and faster, she moved to act as a counterpoint to his thrusting to maximize the friction which energized all her nerve endings.

Seeing his wife getting closer egged him on to make it all about her and then suddenly just as he was losing steam from all his exertions, she tensed and unraveled while he held her and she screamed his name. With her centre pulsing on his member, he had the urge to really thrust into her, so after giving her a little time to recover, he quickly moved her back on all fours. Once in position, he plunged into her centre again and again. After four or five thrusts, he started to peak and with one final push he reached it, tensed and let go. "Oh God, Kenna." He held onto their joining point while he reveled in the joy of the high and waves of pleasure flowed through him as he spilt into her, shuddering at the intensity of it all.

When they pulled apart and collapsed on the bed still breathing hard from the exertion, Bash brought Kenna close to him and held her tenderly. Kissing her temple in the aftermath, he whispered in between breaths, "God, I love you!"

Exhausted from their efforts, sleep overcame them while they held one another and it wasn't until the knock that brought their breakfast that woke them in the end.

A/N2: Thank you for reading. Should I continue to do this for my other fic? Please leave a review since I'll be using reviews to gauge interest. :) I will be using the prompt from the lovely Guest reviewer at a later date.