The wedding was...

...a lot.

As Judge had announced, it had happened a week from the proposal. A large scale event, attended by the entirety of Germa. Music, food, dancing, the most beautiful dress one could ever imagine. Like I said. It was a lot, especially in such a short time.

Ichiji had done his best to track down Crocodile, even though I never asked him to do so. Much to both of our dismay, he could not be found, so Judge had been the one to give me away. It was uncomfortable, but I wasn't in any place to argue. Besides, it was a small issue in the grand scheme of things.

I had originally asked Cosette to be my maid of honour, but Judge wasn't having a bar of it. He appointed Reiju to stand by my side instead, which wasn't awful. We got along, to a degree, but she was still so tense around me.

Neither Niji or Yonji had approached me since the proposal had taken place, and I hadn't had a moment of peace to be able to find either of them. I knew they were hurt by my decision, and I wanted to apologise and hopefully maintain our friendships, but it would have to wait.

"Mrs. Vinsmoke (Y/N). My wife. I can't quite believe it. Could I be dreaming?" It was like the ending of a fairytale as Ichiji held me in his arms, carrying me over the threshold, into his quarters. With my arms looped around his neck, I smiled up at him brightly.
"You're definitely not dreaming."

Though it still doesn't feel real yet...

Ichiji wasn't usually one to smile widely, but there be was, positively beaming down at me, spinning once as we entered the room before he set me down onto my feet. His hands came to rest upon my cheeks, and I was happy to use my ability to show him just how thrilled I was.

"God, I love you. I don't think you have any idea just how much." He spoke so lovingly to me, and it made my heart sing. Reaching up, I pulled his sunglasses from his face so I could see it in his eyes. Beautiful pools of crystal blue that I'd be able to wake up to each morning for the rest of our lives.

"I love you too, You-"
"Ichiji. Please. You're my wife, my dear. My name is for your lips." He was so poetic in the way he spoke to me, it was so different from how he typically held himself. Somehow, I managed to smile even wider.
"I love you too, Ichiji."

This feels so right.

Taking me for another twirl around the room, the prince admired my wedding dress, grazing the material with his fingertips before holding my hand.
"Come on, let's get that makeup off of your face. I think we've both had more than enough of being all dressed up for the day."

He couldn't have been more right about that. I allowed him to lead me into his - no, our - bathroom, giggling as he lifted me to sit on the counter top.
"I know I've already said it like a thousand times today, but you look really good in a suit..." He truly did. The deep red ensemble made him look like a dream.

"Well, then maybe I should wear a suit every day, hmm? If you like it so much." He smirked, starting to gently wipe at my face with a damp wash cloth.
"I honestly wouldn't complain." It was hard to believe that he had been such a cruel man only months ago. Now he was so tender and kind, at least with me.

Once he finished removing my makeup, Ichiji brought me back down to stand, turning me to face away as he reached to the zipper of my wedding dress.
"Now, would you be interested in joining me in the shower, my princess..?"

That was when it really hit me. The moment I said I do and married Vinsmoke Ichiji, I became a princess of Germa. The eventual queen consort. It was almost too much to comprehend, but as my dress slid from my frame the thought was pushed to the side.

"Hmmm...I just might be..." Stepping out of the pooled fabric, I turned and took hold of my husband's tie, loosening it while looking into his eyes. He was such a handsome man, and I considered myself so lucky. Not just because of his looks, but the fact that I was going to he able to learn so much more about him.

Ichiji was patient as I undressed him in turn, giving me a knowing smirk as I ate up his form with a hungry gaze. I traced the tattoo on his upper right arm slowly, outlining the bold number one and the patterns surrounding it.

He never seemed to be the type to have tattoos...It suits him, though...

"It was a dare." I looked up at Ichiji when he spoke, and he motioned his head to the ink as he stepped away to turn on the shower. "We were sixteen, and bored between training and missions. Niji said I wasn't brave enough to get it done. Of course I had to prove the bastard wrong."

That checked out. It definitely sounded like something Niji would have said.
"Well, I like it." I followed him, accepting his hand once he stepped in under the water. It was hot, but not enough to be stifling, and I quickly relaxed as the man picked up a bottle of body wash.

"Now that we shall be sharing these quarters, I want you to feel as comfortable as possible. Let me know if there is anything you wish to change, or any particular way you'd like to decorate." The smell of cinnamon spice enveloped me as he lathered his hands and began to wash my back, and I closed my eyes to enjoy the feeling.

"You don't have to change anything for me. I'm happy with how things are." Sure, it would take some getting used to, but I really was content.
"Come on, you don't have to be shy anymore." I knew that, but I never liked asking for things. Even when I had lived with Crocodile I seldom asked for a thing.

Smirking to myself, I leaned against him a little, still keeping my eyes facing forward.
"What if I wanted to fill the room with sand and a caravan of camels?" I joked, giggling when Ichiji curled his arms around my middle, his face peeking over my shoulder so he could press a kiss to my cheek.

"If that is what you wish, but I'll have to admit, I'm not too keen on sharing our room with camels." Hearing his laugh made me so incredibly happy. He was comfortable with me, and letting his true self shine through. Something he had never been able to do before.

This is perfect. Just us, as we truly are. Nothing to worry us behind closed doors.

"I want to give you everything you could ever wish for, and more. If you want for small things, so be it, and if you desire the most extravagant things, I shall deliver. It's only fair, since you've given me everything I could have ever hoped for with just two little words only four hours ago..."

The shower was quickly growing hotter, but it had nothing to do with the water. His hands slithered upwards to cup my breasts, and I could feel him pressing into the back of my upper thigh.
"You're all I want, Ichiji." I stated that loud and clear, and he squeezed me closer still.

"God, say that again, nice and slow for me..." He purred directly into my ear, and I was entirely done for. It was common knowledge that his voice did unspeakable things to me, so of course he would use that to his advantage.

"Ichiji...You're all that I'll ever want..." I said it again, slowly, just as he had requested, and all of a sudden he picked me up, spinning me around and pinning me up between himself and the ice cold glass of the enclosed shower.

His pupils were blown so wide that the Arctic blue of his irises were ringed slivers, and his hands grasped tightly at my thighs, almost posessively.
"I love you so much...I can't contain it..." Leaning in, he grazed his teeth up from my clavicle to the curve of my jaw, his breath somehow hotter than the water.

He always makes me so dizzy...

"I love you...too..." I knew exactly where this was heading, his hardness between my legs a dead giveaway, and I ran my hand up through his wet, red hair. He looked so different with it down, but not at all in a bad way.

"Are you okay with this..? With giving me your body..? Mine is yours in return..." He spoke against my lips, searching my eyes for any kind of hesitance, but he found nothing.
"Please..." It was all I could manage to say before he kissed me, expertly guiding his tip to my entrance without the use of his hands.

I couldn't seem to pull him close enough once he slipped himself into me, the chill of the glass against my back having nothing on the heat from his body. We fit each other so perfectly, and I wrapped my arms around him, enjoying the feel of his toned muscles beneath my fingertips.

"I don't think you understand just how much you've impacted my life...Your kindness, your smile...your everything. I wasn't living before I met you..." Ichiji spoke from the heart as he slowly dragged himself in and out of me, at a pace that drove me insane.

His voice was like a drug. So deep and smooth, striking the few nerves that his cock wasn't able to reach. Even over the filthy sounds of our connection, wet and dripping, he was all I could focus on.

"I..Ichiji..." It was hard to keep my head. We had only had sex once before, and there had been so much sexual tension between us since the proposal. It wouldn't take much to make me lose my mind. "More...of you..!"

My ability activated, but I wasn't sure whether I made it so, or if it did it on its own. I was swarmed with his love, and his ego, which continued to swell with each whine and cry I released from my throat.

Hitching my legs somehow higher around his waist, Ichiji picked up his pace, forehead against mine and lips peppering wherever they could reach.
"Take...hah...every part of me. I'm all for you, a..and you're all for me..!"

He seemed to be unravelling just as quickly as I was, if not more, and my back arched when his hand reached between us, thumb dancing hard circles against my clit. The water aided us in every aspect, and I clung to him for dear life, crying his praises.

"Fuck..! I..I-" I wasn't going to last, but my husband knew that. His goal was to guide me to orgasm before his own, and he made me keep his eyes, his own grunts and whimpers music to my ears.

"That's my good girl...Good g..girl...I want you to cum for me...Let me feel it..!" That was all it took. Hard and fast, my body seized, and if it hadn't been for his quick thinking, slipping his hand behind my head, it would have likely smashed through the glass.

A string of curses fell from his lips as he followed close behind me, bucking himself deep between my shaking legs and filling me with all he had to offer. The feeling was almost stifling, and each twitch and throb of him from inside of me made me cry out fractals of his name.

He knows my body almost too well...

Our heavy panting resulted in the room steaming up a lot more, and I put my trust in him to keep me upright as he held me close, one arm around me whilst he used the other to turn off the shower.

Towel around me, Ichiji moved to set me down upon the counter, finally pulling himself out, which kind of knocked me back to my senses.
"Did...you..?" He had. I could still feel that sticky warmth inside of me. Reaching to caress the side of my face, Ichiji bit his lip.

"I'm sorry...I should have asked. I got so caught up in the moment..." He seemed genuinely upset with himself, and I quickly shook my head, placing my hand over his.
"N..No, it's okay. I don't mind..." I really didn't, which kind of surprised me. It wasn't something I had ever even considered before, but we were married. It would have happened eventually.

"I can organise something to minimise the risk..." Ichiji kept my eyes as he began to dry me off, every touch so tender and kind. "Though, I'll admit, thinking of starting a family with you? I love the idea..."

I had never thought that Ichiji would have been one to enjoy the thought of children, but now that he had mentioned it, I could picture the two of us in such a way.
"W..Well...maybe we just risk it..? I mean, if it happens, it happens...right?"

Seeing my husband's features light up made my chest swell with butterflies, and he pulled me close, kissing the top of my head and re-wetting the parts of me he had already dried with his own dripping body.
"Do you mean it..? Truly..? God, I love you so much. O..Only if you mean it, though!"

How could I not?

I embraced him back, nuzzling my head against his broad chest.
"Of course I mean it. I love you, Ichiji. A family with you sounds incredible." Pulling back to cup my cheeks, Ichiji planted a big kiss to my lips, positively beaming with excitement. It was a sight I would forever hold close to my heart.

"You've made me the happiest man in the world, (Y/N), my darling! I'm so glad to be able to finally call you mine!"

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***I'm sick and this could have been better. I might come back and edit it once I'm not, y'know, dying.

Next Time: Safe and Sound***