Ronan gently pulled the panels of Merry's dress together, hooking the delicate pearl snaps together. The soft blue silk hugged the bodice close to her body, he let his hands drop to her waist. Gently turning, Merry faced her husband and offered a smile. "Nervous?"
Large hands contracted against her stomach. "I do not understand why she wishes to speak to me."
Letting out a small laugh, Merry looked up at her husband. "To be fair, she wants to speak to both of us." Reaching her hand out, she grasped onto Ronan's strong forearms as she felt a little faint. Steading herself, she gave Ronan a reassuring smile at his worried expression.
"Perhaps you should stay here." He said, voice full of concern. His hands gripped where they rested on her hips and gathered her closer to his body.
"Oh!" She lightly smacked his arm. "I am fine, I just need some food." Turning, she eyed the serving tray that hovered over her freshly made bed. Snatching up a chocolate chip cookie, she took a large bite.
Quirking his brow, Ronan eyed her. "You need more than that."
"I don't want to eat too much." She reasoned. "I am already jittery, I don't need a heavy meal mingling with the butterflies."
"Butterflies?" His expression was pure confusion. "What does the final form of a caterpillar have to do with anything?"
Letting herself chuckle, Merry wrapped her arms around Ronan's neck and rose herself up onto her tip toes as Ronan's arms circled her waist. "It's an expression."
He angled his head to look down at her, "Oh?"
"Mhmm." She answered softly. "It means you're anxious or excited." She eyed Ronan's lips. "Just like now. I have butterflies whenever I am around you."
Capturing her mouth in a passionate kiss, Ronan's hands traveled down to her bum and cupped the plush globes through her dress. "Ronan." She gasped against his mouth as he kneaded her ass.
"I excited you?" He mused, nipping at her lips.
Her moan of pleasure was Ronan's answer and music to his ears. He deepened the kiss as his hands gathered the fabric and then met warm flesh. He fingers skimmed the lace trimming of her undergarments, inching under the fabric.
"Ronan." Merry moaned, moving a breath away from her husband. "We can't…" If she wasn't already melting in his embrace, his scorching kiss would have engulfed her. Molding her body closer to Ronan's, she felt his long fingers lightly trail along the naked flesh of her rear and moving lower until the tips met damp flesh.
Merry gave a quiet yelp and grinded her pelvis against Ronan's, seeking relief. Logically, she knew it hadn't been that long since her and Ronan engaged in mating activities but it felt like lifetime.
Ronan moved his fingers against the plump folds of her pussy, swollen with need. Using two fingers, Ronan traced the seam of her cunt and met her little clit. He sucked Merry's tongue into his mouth just as he caught the hard nub between his fingers and gently squeezed.
"Ronan!" Merry's back arched and wetness pooled into his hand. Her small hands kneaded his back and shoulders as she moved her hips.
"Yes, Merry." Ronan's deep voice rasped, causing a fire to rise in her blood. "Move on my fingers." As her hips rocked back and forth, Ronan's fingers left her clit and thrust into her tight channel. Whimpering, Merry's cunt squeezed around his long fingers as she moved quickly against him.
As Ronan played, Merry's own hand went to the snaps of his pants and quickly undid them. She barely got the third snap open before his erection sprang free and into her grasp. Gently curling her fingers around his length, she began stroking him in time with her own movements.
"Merry." Ronan ground out. Letting his head fall, his forehand landed against hers and he closed his eyes as she stroked his swollen shaft. Rocking into her hand, he felt her squeeze him softly which caused him to groan and beads of pre-cum to seep from the tip. "I need you." He quickly removed his fingers from her sheath. "Now." He growled.
In a flash, Merry was kneeling on the hospital bed, her gown flipped up and cool air hit her heated pussy as Ronan tore the lace away. She felt the bed dip as his large body joined her and felt him grasp her hips in his hands. Merry moaned and angled her ass up, offering herself to her husband.
Ronan swore in ancient Kree and entered his wife's tight cunt with a hard thrust. He heard her scream his name as his hips began to move. He rode his wife hard, causing the bed to sway and move with every deep, demanding thrust. Moving a hand under her, Ronan's fingers flicked and caressed her clit.
"Ronannnnn…" Merry mewled. With every movement, Ronan's cock went deeper, stroking her sensitive channel while his fingers rubbed against her clit. His dick stretched her so wide and was so deep. It was almost too much as Merry's arms burned and her vision blurred but she didn't want him to stop…
Ronan's hands held Merry's body still as he pounded into her soft flesh. He felt the beginnings of her orgasm, tight muscles gripping his cock like a vise. Moving harder, he spurred on her release, the spasms milking his cock as he exploded inside her.
His breathing ragged, Ronan stilled behind Merry. His dick was still insider her, feeling the small aftershocks and the slickness that was caused by her release. He willed himself to calm down, for he could easily fuck her again.
After a moment, Ronan gently removed himself from Merry's body. Tucking himself back into his pants, he got off the bed and walked over the wash basin. Wetting a wash cloth, he made his way back over to Merry who was now sitting up, smoothing the fabric of the gown that surrounded her.
"Come here." He patted the edge of the bed. He watched Merry scoot down to here he was. Taking her legs, he spread them and moved the dress out of the way. He looked between her legs, her vulva was flushed red and swollen. Casting her an apologetic look, he moved the damp cloth against her folds.
"Oh!" Merry let out as the cloth touched her sensitive flesh. The texture of the cloth was causing a sweet friction and Merry found herself aroused once again. "Oh my gods." She moan and shyly met Ronan's purple gaze.
"You still want me? This?" He asked, shocked.
Her brows knit together, "Why wouldn't I?"
Ronan let out a grunt as he bathed his wife, attempting to ignore her sweet sounds. "I took you too hard. You're still healing."
In a bold move, Merry reached out and grabbed Ronan's hand and placed it against her intimately. His eyes flashed as Merry worked his fingers against her. "Does it feel like I hated it?"
Growling, Ronan lowered his head down and captured Merry's clit between his lips. "Ronan!" Merry moaned, wrapping her legs around his head, holding him captive. Sucking her clit into his mouth, his warm tongue flicked and moved against the seam of her pussy, tasting her sweetness. He licked her to two orgasms and afterward gently cleaned her.
Tossing the soiled cloth back into the wash basin, Ronan gathered another pair of undergarments and handed them to Merry. As she was putting herself together, a knock sounded at the door. Flushed, Merry motioned for Ronan to answer it. Chuckling at her blush, Ronan opened the door.
"Good day, sir." Corpsman Rhomann Dey gleefully greeted Ronan with a smile. He nodded at Merry who was still flushed and embarassed. "Ma'am." He looked back to Ronan. "Nova Prime is ready to see you."
Ronan nodded his understanding and Dey turned and walked away. Closing the door softly behind him, he waltzed over to Merry, who was fussing with her gown. He caught her in his arms and planted a kiss on her lips. "I love you." He whispered.
Kissing him back, Merry smiled against his lips. "I love you, too." She cuddled closer to him as he held her and she sighed her contentment. "I still can't believe it." She blurted out.
"Believe what?"
"That you love me." She admitted shyly.
Using his index finger to tilt Merry's head up, his eyes met hers. "Why wouldn't I?" He repeated her earlier question.
Feeling flustered, Merry tried to compose herself. "I'm sure you could find someone…" Ronan cut her off by taking her hand and placing it on his chest, over his heart. Merry's intake of breath was audible. He was not wearing his usual Kree armor but instead a uniform provided by the Nova Corps; she could feel the heat radiating from his body under her palm.
"What is my heart doing?" He asked her.
Arching her brow, Merry gave him a confused look. "It's beating." She said matter-of-factly.
Taking her hand to his lips, he kissed her knuckles. "And it beats only for you." His free hand covered her stomach. "You and this little one."
Merry's heart as if it were going to burst. She gave him a bright smile and laced her fingers with his. "Shall we go see Nova Prime?"
Letting out a huff, Ronan followed Merry as she made her way to the door. "If we must."
Chuckling at her husband's demeanor, they walked down the long corridor to Nova Prime's personal commanding center. The large room was open, inviting, and was decorated in the traditional Nova Corps blue and orange; colors that were incorporated into both Ronan and Merry's clothing, a gift from the corps.
Nova Prime was standing by a huge hologram of the city, watching over as the citizens went about their day. She looked up when she heard the couple enter. "Thank you for meeting with me." She met them with a smile and a nod of her head.
"Our pleasure." Merry returned then blushed slightly when she realized she spoke over Ronan. Her husband gave her a reassuring grin and squeezed her hand.
Nova Prime smiled to herself as she watched the couple in front of her. The Kree warrior was huge, standing well over 6 feett and heavily muscled, and was casting sweet glances down to the petite woman. Nova Prime noticed the small bump that was highlighted by the cut of the gown she was wearing. "I must say, Merry, I am happy to see that you have recovered from your injuries." She walked towards them. "I am honored to be in the presence of someone who survived contact with an Infinity Stone."
Merry felt her face heat at the woman's praises. She gave a nervous smile and fiddled with her dress. "Oh, it was nothing…"
"Nothing?" Ronan's booming voice rang out. He stared down at his wife in disbelief. "Merry, you handled one of the most destructive items in the universe."
"And lived to tell the tale." Nova Prime stated. "It takes an incredible person."
"Yes." Ronan agreed as he looked into Merry's green eyes. "It does, indeed."
Smothering a grin, Nova Prime cleared her throat. "I have an update on your father, Ronan."
Ronan tore his gaze from Merry's and looked at Nova Prime. Once Merry was stabilized, the Nova Corps Medical Unit offered their services to help Theus and his condition. It had been almost a week since treatments began.
"How is he?" Ronan asked. "You forbad me from seeing him while under your medical advisor's care."
Nova Prime nodded her head, understanding the frustration in Ronan's voice. "We were not sure of the disease or the cure. It was best to avoid any sort of contamination."
Merry laid her hand on Ronan's chest in support. "We understand." She said softly.
"Yes, well," Nova Prime began, "Your father has been cleared of his illness."
The statement was short and simple but it shocked Ronan and Merry. The Kree opened and closed his mouth, unsure of what to say. Nova Prime allowed them a moment of silence.
"How?" Ronan finally asked.
Waving her hand, Nova Prime scrunched up her nose. "That is a question you would have to ask the medical staff." She offered a smile, "It's all jibberish to me. However, we will need to keep your father under our supervision for a few more days to ensure complete recovery."
"Of course." Ronan nodded his understanding.
"Thank you for your cooperation." Nova Prime looked over the warrior. "I have another issue to discuss with you." Ronan motioned for her to continue, confused on what it could be. "I understand that you and your people have been nomadic for quite a number of years."
"As a result of the Xandar." Ronan sneered.
Nova Prime held up a hand in truce. "Yes. I know nothing will rectify the past nor bring back the dead. However," she paused and stared at Ronan. "I have sanctioned a large piece of land east of here. There is enough land to rebuild a small Kree community."
Merry's mouth gaped open in surprise and she looked at Ronan, who was eyeing Nova Prime suspiciously. "What is your price?"
A bark of laughter ripped from Nova Prime's throat and she shook her head. "There is no price but I am willing to offer you a position within the Nova Corps."
"A positon?" Ronan questioned.
Nodding, Nova Prime clasped her hands together. "The Nova Corps is in charge of handling intergalactic disputes and is the first line of defense before the big guy becomes involved. We need someone who will uphold justice and carry out sentences without bias." She eyed Ronan. "You have proven to be an honorable man but powerful. You are exactly what we are looking for."
Ronan felt Merry move closer to him and he drew an arm around her waist. A position within the Nova Corps would not only offer stability but a platform to help rebuild his people and to prevent anymore atrocities and to punish those who commit them. Ronan looked down into Merry's wide eyes, so full of love and support; he would build a better future for not only her, but his children, and beyond. "I accept." He answered, still looking down at his wife who now offered him her brilliant, beautiful smile.
"Wonderful!" Nova Prime exclaimed. "I will send word that you have accepted and a ceremony shall be held in your honor. Welcome to Nova Corps, Ronan the Accuser."