Warning: Lemon

Author's Note: I originally wrote this right after chapter 26, so Janet gets younger again here. She's really more of a prop at this point, so I guess I could have fixed her age to comply with the chapter order, but… I have no excuse. I just didn't feel like changing it, OK?

Music Lover's Alert: I have a few for this because just one song by itself doesn't seem to fit. So, feel free to enjoy "How Deep Is Your Love" by the Bee Gees, "Don't" by Billy Currington, and/or "Promises" and "Tears of Pearls" by Savage Garden, depending on your taste in music and how you want to interpret this chapter.

Chapter 34 Wife

Mokuba lay on the couch with his head in Serenity's lap looking up into her sweet olivine eyes. Janet was sitting on the floor beside them stacking colorful wooden blocks and knocking them over. Every now and then, she would stop and focus on an individual block and say its color or shape aloud. Sometimes she did not know the right words and would call to Mokuba or Serenity for help. When this happened, the adults would identify the block for her.

Most of the time, however, Janet just babbled and giggled while she built tower after tower. Mokuba could not help but thinking that there was nowhere he would rather be right now. With my head in my wife's lap and my daughter - wait! What am I thinking? I don't have a wife? But why does this feel so right? "Serenity?" he said timidly.

"Mmm hmm," Serenity purred, stroking his long raven black hair.

"When Joey sent me away to find a date, all I could think about was coming back home to you."

Serenity froze. Conflicting emotions nearly choked the life out of her, and she knew that the only way she could ever breathe easily again was to say exactly what was on her mind. "Mokuba, I don't want to stop you from seeing other people. It's not fair to you. I love you too much to deny you that opportunity."

"Mommy!" Janet called, gripping one of her blocks and waving it around in the air.

"That's a yellow cube," Serenity said.

"Yeyo coob," Janet repeated.

"I know," Mokuba said softly, "It's just that I'm not in the mood to go out and hunt down a girlfriend right now. If one comes to me that's one thing, but it's just that I wouldn't leave you for her. It would not be fair if I chased after a girl and then she found out that I already had someone. However, if she comes to me and loves me as much as I love you, she might understand and it might work out."

Serenity was silent for a moment. It had never really struck her until now that Mokuba might become a permanent fixture in her life. She thought that he would be a passing phase the way Mai was to Seto. However, Mokuba was serious and she could not deny that her own feelings for him had grown as well. She leaned down and kissed him on the forehead. Then, her practical interest kicked in. "What if all the girls who might understand you are in the same boat? What if they have husbands or lovers who are too busy to be with them sometimes, but they are afraid to seek out new people because of the exact same reasons you just stated?"

"That's what the internet if for. If I really want someone else in my life, I'll make an anonymous profile on some dating website that nobody can trace and tell people that I already have a wife-but that's not what I want to do right now. If Seto starts coming home early and I start feeling lonely, then I'll do that, but right now I just want to be with you."

"Did you say 'wife?'"

Mokuba blushed a deep crimson red. "I guess I did. Um… Maybe I should have used another word?"

Serenity shook her head, and the tips of her auburn hair tickled Mokuba's face. "No, I like it. You and you brother have a habit of reading my mind before I even know what is on it."

Mokuba smiled softly and thought back to the days when Seto had called Serenity his girlfriend before they had even kissed. It had bothered him at the time because he was not sure whether his big brother was serious about the girl he loved or not. Now, he was more worried about what his brother would think about his relationship with the woman they both loved.

"Uncle Mokuba!" Janet called, holding up another block.

"That's a blue cylinder," Mokuba told her.

"Bloo Silinder," Janet pronounced as best she could.

Mokuba sighed and looked back up at his wife. Just being with her made him feel so happy. He wasn't the first one to marry her and they did not have a legal document to prove it, but their marriage was still real. They lived together, they made love to each other, and they slept together on the couch frequently. Mokuba even cared for her offspring. If that wasn't marriage, what was it?

Mokuba drifted off to sleep in his wife's lap. When Seto arrived home, Serenity was still awake and Janet was just nodding off to sleep on the floor. When Serenity saw Seto enter the living room, she put her finger to her lips and placed a pillow under Mokuba's head as she gently scooted out from under him. She then picked up Janet and went upstairs with her first husband.

When they had put Janet to sleep in her crib and they were finally alone, Serenity asked, "Seto, do you ever worry that Janet might grow up knowing Mokuba better than she knows you?"

They started strolling to the bedroom as Seto answered, "No. Mokuba is a good influence. Besides, she's too young to know much of anything right now," he replied flatly.

"Is it because she's a girl and not a boy that you aren't spending much time with her?" Serenity asked.

Seto liked at his wife with tired, dull blue eyes. "I got her to say my name this morning," he pointed out.

"True. Yeah, that counts," Serenity admitted.

Seto wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered in her ear. "So, have I been good enough to get a reward, my lady?"

The tickle of his cool breath in her ear made Serenity tingle inside. Instantly, she forgot all about her other husband downstairs and became Seto's master and protector. "Yes my darling, you have almost earned your reward. However, you must do a few thing to please me first."

Seto kneeled in front of her and prepared himself to take orders. The stress of the day flaked off his body like dead skin cells when he submitted himself to her will. "Anything for you my love, anything."

Serenity laid her delicate hands on the shoulders of his white trench coat and pulled it back until it dropped away from his body. Seto continued to kneel there with his beautiful blue eyes looking up at her expectantly. Serenity unzipped her blue jeans and kicked them off along with her panties. Then, she jumped on the huge bed and lay there with her legs apart. "Suck my clit," she commanded.

Seto crawled onto the bed and did as he was told, tasting the succulent, tangy flavor of his wife's orchid. As he did so, Serenity ran her fingers through his loose brown hair and re-adjusted his rhythm whenever she desired him to go faster, slower, harder, or softer.

Finally, she could not take it any longer. She wanted - no, needed - him inside her. She yanked him up by the collar of his black silk shirt and kissed him roughly. Then, she unbuckled his tight leather pants with her other hand. His hard, precious little member strained against the confines of his black briefs until Serenity pulled those down as well.

"Fuck me, you naughty boy!" Serenity said into his ear.

Seto obeyed. He dove into her and pleasured her g-spot until it started to hurt and he begged for mercy.

"All right, Seto. You can cum," his wife finally said.

Seto shot his load into her and collapsed from exertion. He rolled off her and fell asleep almost instantly on top of the covers. Serenity gazed at him and sighed. The man had no clue what was transpiring while we was away. All the signs were there, but he was simply too busy to notice them. Perhaps he did notice the signs, but ignored them because he fully trusted his brother or because he simply didn't know what to say.

Closing Note: Sorry again about messing up Janet's age. Please review!