Liri. What was amazing was how she floored him, still. The dress was purple, he should have guessed that. But it was a pale purple that set off the deep red of her skin. It was full length, with a sort of swirly thing at the bottom, but most of it hugged her body until about her knees. There were no straps and Andronikos remembered trailing kisses over those shoulders just that morning. He tensed and was grateful for Jorif at that moment. The whole dress had a small dip at her breasts and peaks towards her collarbone above them. He was sure this was some sort of fancy style or something he wasn't aware of, but she looked absolutely breathtaking.
The thing that made his heart thrum like he'd just gotten an adrenal was the flower chain on her head. Andronikos felt like he was drowning. Her mouth had formed a round 'o' at the sight of him, but he couldn't breath then. He couldn't move and why the hell did they have to plan a whole wedding, he should just carry her off right now. He'd never been one for worship, but if this woman let him marry her, he'd fall to his knees right now and for the rest of his life. Her smile blinded him then and he realized she could feel everything he was feeling. He wished, more than anything, that he could feel what she felt too. Was she as crazy in love as he was right now? She finally started walking towards him again and the world could have ended.
His throat was dry. She reached his side and reached up towards him. He leaned into her hand, forcing his hands to not grab her tightly. He ran a hand up to her head and softly ran it down her lekku.
"Hey," he said, kicking himself for not saying something better.
"Hey," she answered, her hand tracing his tattoo. He put his other hand on hers and held it against his cheek, his eyes closing.
He heard a muffled exchange behind them and opened his eyes, sighing. He'd completely forgotten there were other people there.
"Marry me," he murmured.
"Yes," she said simply.
He gathered her up and kissed her, the world falling away rapidly. He loved this woman and she loved him back. Everything else was just the details.
Pella kicked him hard; at least, he assumed it was Pella. Xalek came down the hallway then, bowing to the two of them. Ashara moved towards him and straightened his jacket. Andronikos opened his mouth to say something and Pella started pushing them into place. She took Jorif's arm and then gestured for Ashara and Xalek to proceed them into the hangar.
The doors opened and a hangar full of people stared at them. Andronikos paid no attention because it didn't look like a hangar anymore. There were rolling fields of Alderaanian flowers and grass laid out across the whole place. Chains of brightly colored flowers from different planets hung from the ceiling, interspersed with soft lights.
Andronikos raised an eyebrow, amazed at the transformation. "This is beautiful, Liri," he said quietly, leaning over to her.
"I requested it, but I didn't expect this. It's perfect." He looked over at her and her face held an expression of wonder. He felt a pang at not having seen that expression on her face for so long. Ashara and Xalek were halfway down the pathway and Pella and Jorif were starting to walk. The music playing was something instrumental, Andronikos wasn't sure.
When he stepped up, Liri on his arm to walk down the path, he caught sight of the entire Dark Council, mostly hologram, sitting to one side. That's right you bastards, she's mine. Decimus had his expression blanked and he gave no indication that he knew them. Andronikos hated Sith in that moment. It was his wedding and they'd damn well become friends, but Decimus couldn't act how he really wanted to out of fear. Liri squeezed his arm and he turned his attention back to her. They made their way down the path and to the cleared spot.
Andronikos didn't rush the ceremony, like he'd thought he would. He got through his vows easily and Liri's vows brought him closer to crying than he'd ever been in his life.
Finally, Andronikos was able to pronounce them as husband and wife as Captain of the ship and then she was in his arms, kissing him.
Andronikos heard the applause behind them, but he didn't much care with Liri in his arms, his wife, legally, officially, finally.
They broke apart and Andronikos ran his hand down her lekku softly. "Hey wife."
"Hey husband," Liri smiled at him. "We need to go sign the license and make it official."
He pulled her in for another kiss and then Pella hit him in the arm. "Still a ton more stuff to do." Andronikos glared at her briefly and then he and Liri turned to the crowd. He saw Decimus stand up then and bow, somewhat pointedly to Liri. The rest of the Council got to their feet and did the same. Then the holograms flickered out and the four Darths who were present approached him and Liri.
"Congratulations," intoned Decimus and Andronikos fought the urge to roll his eyes. "We'll be taking our leave now."
Liri nodded solemly. They all bowed to her and headed over to three shuttles, splitting up to get on them. Andronikos watched as all three shuttles took off and then one of them landed and Decimus got out again.
"Was that really necessary?" he asked Liri.
She shrugged, "He thought it looked more official and I never pay attention to what's decorum and not, so I don't know."
He grinned at her, "I like that you're not bent on formality."
She grinned back, "I fell in love with a pirate and not another Sith for a reason."
"So let's go get this consummated and come back," he whispered.
"They'll see us leave, Rev."
"Nah, the food's-" and then the food did come out. Ridiculous portions of meat and fruit paraded through and onto the tables in the area beyond where they'd gotten married.
"I want to eat food first and you later," Liri scolded. He chuckled indulgently.
The rest of the reception was kind of a blur of food and really good alcohol. He was introduced to people he knew for damn sure he'd never see again and by the end, he was practically shaking to get her back to their room.
As soon as the door shut behind him, he hiked her dress up and pinned her against the wall. "Now you're mine," he murmured. "No walking away easy anymore."
"Mark me now, Rev," she gasped back. "However you want."
He groaned, panting, wanting to, but the moment he looked around the room for something to use, he shuddered. "I can't do it." He took her roughly, murmuring, "I can't scar you."
"Yes," she gasped into his neck as they moved. "You can."
The first time was quick. Afterwards, he tied her to the bed and just focused on everything he knew she liked for hours until she couldn't walk. He told her he loved her, over and over again, her responding declarations of love energizing him, making him stronger.
She finally gave up to sleep and he pulled her against him, falling deeply into sleep himself.
When he woke up, he was tied to the bed and he struggled briefly before she straddled him. "My turn," she whispered. Once she was done with him several hours later, he took his revenge and the day passed.
The day after that, they woke up together and Andronikos kissed her forehead.
"Morning," he said.
"Morning." Liri yawned and stretched beside him.
"You're so beautiful," he told her.
"So sentimental, Rev. Where's my aggressive pirate?"
Andronikos grinned and traced the shape of the new scar on Liri's neck. "You tell me."
She shivered then in pleasure and kissed him.
Pella came bounding through the door and Andronikos threw a pair of cuffs at her head, which she dodged neatly. Jorif came in behind her, but stayed by the table, looking amused.
"I'm pretty sure I said a month out of my sight."
"Honeymoon starts tomorrow," Pella said. "Jorif and I want to play before you go. As a wedding present." Pella grinned at Andronikos, "You can take your anger out on me before you leave." Her eyes caught sight of Liri's neck and she toppled over on them, her hand running across it. "That's not fair! I wanted one."
Liri smiled at Andronikos over Pella's back and then she gestured at the woman between them in an obvious way. Andronikos grabbed Pella by the throat, threw her down on the bed and pinned her under him. His hands tightened on her neck and Liri slid over to nibble on his neck.
He felt the bed sink and knew Jorif had joined them.
"I won't scar you, Pel," he said smirking. Her eyes widened and then lightning arched over all of them. Andronikos savored it and then let Pella catch her breath before they really got started.