Dusk colored Honeymoon (Possible M)

Sunshine bit her lips to keep herself from laughing. But it all just happened to come out in one huge burst. She clenched the table with laughs. It was such an ideal relationship with father, mother, and son. After recomposing herself, she cleared herself and helped herself to the meal. She regaled Saya and Flynn on everything they asked her. She made funny faces to Archer, making him giggle; she even sang again so he could see her hair glow. She had meals like this with family and sometimes her friends, but there was something extra special. Was it because she was just married and seeing what was in her future? Possibly. Saya's cooking was amazing. Rustic ingredients but an all around homey taste. She would take it up on their offer.
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The sun had set, decorating the sky with a purple twilight when she and Riku had finished their visits. Sunshine thanked Saya and Flynn with hugs and her USA messenger box address. The chateau was a walk away, but at least there was no fear of being attacked by monsters or criminals. It was just her and her husband. She tangled her fingers into his.

"I can see why you kept in touch all these years. They're very sweet."

So, we actually are that point now, she realized. A gardenia bloomed closeby, perfuming the air with its smell, matching the lavender in the air with perfection. The garden was coming ahead. There it was. Arbors of different flowers, and a few of the ones that came out at night were opening, their white blossoms looking almost a powder blue. She pushed the gate open, plucking a white rose and twirling it in her hands. Hearing him talk of how much he loved her made her blush. And he wanted to have children with her. She pulled out a honeysuckle from her braid and added it to the small rosebud she picked, inhaling the smell of the garden. "Yeah..." she murmured.

"Riku, last I checked we never spent our wedding night together," Sunshine breathed. Her voice was quiet, masking his husk. Another hand came up to take out another honeysuckle. The buds blew around, trapping them in a perfume cloud. That was true. After the wedding, both of them had been too tired to even muster strength for intimacies. The most they got was passing out on the bed nursing wine hangovers. Her heart was hammering. This wasn;t her first time, but maybe with him, it wouldn't be as cold.

In an instant, Sun was swept up. The rest of the flowers, which had miraculously stayed in her braid, came undone. Her entire hair was billowing out, and she didn't even bother asking where they were going, because she knew. Satin ad lavender-scented cotton met her when he set her down. His blue eyes were intense. A bit of concern came through. If he gave into the darkness, this would be deadly. Her hand came to touch his face, smiling warmly up at him. "You have my consent, Your Majesty."

Sunshine sighed. Well, fine. If he didn’t want to be seen as the royalty she saw him as, she could be flexible. Her lips met his with the passion held back from that night. He was untying her, and she gripped him tightly, working his lower buttons.

Baring skin was nothing new, yet when the dress was gone with nothing but her underwear, she was blushing. Even peeling his clothes off was making her blush. Yeah she had seen his well toned chest before, but the moon made him seem like he was glowing in s silver sheen. She caught her breath for a moment and sighed as he held her. His touch was inviting.