Warning: Lemon (Duh! It's their honeymoon!)
Hold the Phone!
Goku has a Sister!?
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He watched her walk further into the room, the long, flowing cape moving over the floor with her movements. The white, fur trimmed fabric seemed to shimmer in the fire light. It matched her wedding dress perfectly, her dark hair a vivid contrast to so much white cloth. She turned, looking at him over her shoulder. He felt a tightening in his chest as she smiled. He leaned against the door, watching as she turned back around towards the fire, walking slowly up to it and pausing a few feet away from it. She stood in front of it, the orange glow lighting up her profile, her dress and cape flowing behind her, trailing the floor. She looked back over at him, lifting a brow to see him still against the door. He slowly straightened, watching her face as he strolled over. He watched her smile, her eyes lighting up. His heart skipped a beat. Giving nothing away, he watched her turn to him as he stopped in front of her. His gaze went to the crown on top of her head. It shined from the fire, the diamonds twinkling in the dark room. He reached up and took it off, sitting it in the chair beside them without looking. Their gazes met. He put an arm around her waist, bringing her against him. He buried his face in her neck, breathing deeply. He felt her rub her hands over his chest, rubbing the insignia covering the front of his wedding apparel. He reached up, never moving his face from her neck, and slowly took the pins out of her hair, burying his hands in the mass of black locks as it cascaded down her back. He felt a few strands caress his cheek, before lifting his head and capturing her lips. She automatically opened for him, her tongue meeting his. He put his other arm around her, their bodies pressed against one another. He finally broke the kiss, gazing down at his wife with heavy lidded eyes. His brows narrowed as she smirked, moving away from him. Neither said anything. His eyes followed her as she slowly walked back towards the bed, stopping at the foot of it, her back to him. He watched with interest as she reached up, unclasping the cape from around her shoulders. It puddled on the floor. She stood there, waiting. He strolled slowly forward, stopping inches from her back. He settled his hands on her hips, before brushing her hair over one shoulder. He leaned down and kissed the back of her neck, feeling her shiver against him. He kept his lips on her neck, reaching up and slowly slipped the pearl buttons through the holes down her back. He straightened, watching as the dress parted with each button loosened. Her olive skin was dark against the soft white of the dress, the muscles in her back moving as she reached up and slid the dress down her arms. It stopped at her waist. They stood like that for a moment before the prince took his gloves off, the pieces of fabric joining the cape puddled on the floor. He never took his gaze off the woman in front of him, sliding his hands up from her waist, moving forward to cup her from behind. Her soft gasp was loud in the quiet room, a groan coming moments later. She laied her head back on his shoulder, the rasp of his clothing against her skin sent a chill through her. He kissed her neck, moving to her shoulder as he ran his hands over her skin. She moved her head. Their lips touched, her head falling back a little to deepen the kiss. He put his hands on her waist, grasping the fabric settled there and tugging gently. It fell at her feet. Neither noticed as he continued to ravish her mouth, settling a hand on her slightly rounded belly. They gently broke the kiss, studying one another before she slowly turned, tugging his shirt loose from his dress pants. He watched her, his eyes at half mass. She reached up and unbuckled his cape. It was the same as hers, excepted trimmed in royal blue. He unbuttoned his top, letting it fall from his shoulders as he watched the woman in front of him. She licked her lips, sliding a hand up his bare chest. He growled softly, softly tugging her back against him. He kissed her again, gently setting her on the bed. He stood, reaching up and taking off his own crown, sitting it on the nightstand. He watched her as he let his pants fall, his boots thunking on the floor as he took them off. He laid beside her, the feel of the soft, downy fabric of the comforter making him think of her skin. He leaned over, propping himself up on an arm. He lowered his head, capturing her lips again, sliding a hand up under her neck. He tilted her head back, deepening the kiss as he clenched his hand in her hair. He trailed kisses down her neck, gently kissing the mark on her collar bone before moving lower. She shifted beneath him, her hands clutching his shoulders as he tongued her skin. He raised his head, his gaze never leaving her face as he laid a hand on her stomach. She smiled up at him, her lips gentle. The prince laied back down beside her, putting an arm underneath her and rolling her to face him. She threw a leg over his hip, rubbing a hand up his side and over his chest. They studied one another, Kenya smiling again before leaning over and rubbing her lips against his. He laid on his back, gently pulling her over him. She straddled him, gazing down at his flushed face. His cheekbones stood out as desire covered his features, his eyes heavy lidded. He rested his hands on her waist, his touch gentle. She leaned down and kissed him softly, their lips fused together as she felt him slowly enter her. They both groaned, making love to each others mouth as well as their bodies. Kenya gasped, breaking the kiss, her face inches from his own. She grabbed his shoulders, meeting his eyes as pleasure shot through her. She groaned, her lips slightly parted as she closed her eyes. He watched her move up and down on him slowly, clutching his shoulders and letting her head fall back. Her hair grazed his thighs, a groan emitting from him at the feel of it. He watched as her breathing started coming faster, her body clenching around him as she started nearing her release. He rubbed a hand over her stomach, looking up at her for a moment before leaning forward and kissing her neck. He let his lips run over her skin, feeling her bury her fingers in his hair. She moved faster, a cry coming from her. The prince wrapped an arm around her, holding her to him as she shook, a long groan coming from her as she went limp in his arms. He ran kisses up her neck, capturing her lips in a searing kiss before leaning over and laying her on the bed. He watched her hair fan out beneath her as he pulled the covers over them, wrapping her legs around his waist. He watched her mouth curl a little, her thighs tightening around him as he entered her again. Moving slowly, he made love to her again, leaning over her and propping himself up on his hands. He watched her face as he moved, groaning as she arched her back, settling back down when he put his hand on her waist, gently pushing her back down on the bed. He kept his body propped above her, shuddering as he felt his own release not far behind. He leaned forward, groaning and capturing her lips as he came. He lifted his head, meeting her eyes and studying her for a moment before kissing her again. He slowly moved off her, putting an arm around her and bringing her against him, facing one another. She laid a hand on his cheek, feeling him lightly run his hand over her stomach. She laughed softly at his almost nonexistent touch. "You're not going to hurt it," she whispered softly, watching in amusement as he laid his hand fully on her stomach. She brought a hand up, covering his as he met her gaze. She could see the emotions flitting through his eyes, and softly smiled. He leaned over and kissed her, listening to her groan as he slid a hand down her body. She clutched his neck, the kiss deepening as he put a hand under her leg, lifting it and wrapping it around his waist. He didn't break the kiss as he slid into her a third time, listening to her groan in his mouth. He moved slow, wrapping an arm around her and nipping her mouth. She tried to move faster, but he tightened his hold, stopping her. She scowled up at him, and he had to bite back a chuckle. "No, brat," he whispered against her mouth, before burying his head in her neck. He could feel her shudder beneath him, splaying a hand against her lower back as she groaned in his ear. He felt her tighten around him, a groan escaping his own lips as he gently kissed her neck and shoulder. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, gasping before crying out as she came a third time. The prince kept his slow rhythm, feeling her shudder again beneath him. He raised his head, capturing her lips as he joined her in release. They stayed like that for awhile, his head buried in her neck, Kenya's arms wrapped around his shoulders. They listened to the fire crackling in the hearth, her hands slowly rubbing up and down his back. The prince finally moved, laying beside her and keeping an arm around her waist. She snuggled up against him, her body cupping his, laying a hand on his muscular arm as he buried his face in her neck again. She shivered as his breath hit her skin, tingling starting in her lower abdomen again. She moved her hand, absently fiddling with his ring, looking down to read the inscription she had carved in it.
~ All's fair in Love and War ~
She smiled, closing her eyes. Her body went slack after awhile, her eyes firmly closed as exhaustion overtook her. Vegeta felt her relax, not moving until her breathing slowed, her body soft against his. He lifted his head, looking down at her. He moved the hair away from her neck and shoulder, studying her profile for a moment before settling a hand on her abdomen. He closed his eyes, a soft smile appearing as he felt the faint ki there. He opened his eyes, looking back down at his wife. He slid the blankets over them, resting a hand on her waist underneath the covers. He watched her while she slept for a moment, before leaning down and softly kissing her shoulder. He leaned forward, his lips inches from her ear.
"I love you, my Queen."
Vegeta settled back behind her, wrapping an arm more securely around her as he drifted off into sleep as well, his hand splayed over her stomach.
A/N: *Sigh* Don't you just love it when a strong man like Vegeta is gentle!? I hope this wasn't too mushy! I wanted it to be sweet, but not enough to make you gag! LOL
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