Papius Arundel had no power over when Claudius
Rodney visited his home planet, Sierra felt it was
time for a bit of a celebration. Callista's birthday
had gone well, despite the little girl experiencing
an allergic reaction. They had decided to remain at
Castle Rodney a little longer, just to enjoy it.
However, there were some undeniable perks ... like
leaving all the children with Marcus, Zara, and
their nanny droid. "We better hurry and leave before
your brother regrets his decision." Sierra commented
as she emerged from the bathroom looking more
polished than when she had crept into it. She
immediately spotted Nea making his way towards
Claudius. The felinx had gone to great measures to
stay close to his owner, including scaling stairs.
The feline was obsessed with her husband. It made
her laugh softly. "I'd say we can take him with us,
but my purse isn't quite big enough."
Rodney had remained remarkably stoic since returning
to his boyhood home of Castle Rodney on Delaya. His
old suite of rooms were made available to him, but
he had not been there in many months so it felt
somewhat unfamiliar. Still, it was good to be back,
even with the unexpected tag along of Nea. He sat on
the edge of their bed, already dressed and ready, as
he scratched the felinx' head affectionately. "We
are not taking him with us," he said to his wife, as
he smiled across at her. "You look wonderful," he
said, as he rose from the bed, and moved across to
her. When he neared her his steps increased and he
met her in the middle of the room with an
quickly spread over her face. She shyly winked at
him. "Thank you. I'm going to have the most handsome
man in the galaxy on my arm tonight. I figured I'd
better make an effort." That smile grew brighter and
brighter as he approached her until their lips were
locked. Her hands brushed down his shoulders and the
length of both of his arms slowly. "I love you so
much," she told him for the millionth time today.
With those words, she whisked him off. It was
Sierra's intention to give him a good night, a night
to derail his mind from thoughts of all the time
he'd spent away from home.
At the front
of the castle, a speeder already awaited them.
Sierra sat at the wheel. She glanced towards her
purse, just to reassure herself that Nea hadn't
attempted to come with them again. It wasn't
probable that the felinx could fit in her purse, but
he *had* snuck into their luggage. She wouldn't put
much passed the cat. With her hands on the wheel,
she began to carefully navigate down the narrow
mountain pass. She glanced over at Claudius briefly.
"I promise Auntie Mae's isn't on the itinerary
tonight. I hear she lives at her Leilani location.
What an annoying woman.." She grumbled, slowly
driving them down into town.
entered the passenger side of the speeder it
occurred to him that she had spent more time on
Delaya than him in recent months, which gave her a
more up to date impression of Leiliani during the
rebuilding process. Usually he preferred to drive,
but trusted his wife to get them to their
destination safely. He disliked surprises, but the
anticipation he was feeling made everything more
enjoyable to him. "No Auntie Mae's? Aww..." he said,
pouting, as he had enjoyed the ice cream cake at
Callista's birthday party very much. As he settled
back into the speeder he looked at the fading memory
of the mountain road they were descending, glad that
his wife had enabled him to return. He reached over,
placing a hand upon her thigh, and squeezing
Auntie Mae's at the end of the night!" That pout.
With the addition of the twins, there would be far
too many people in their household capable of
pouting. Sierra had yet to develop any sort of
resistance to it. "We won't be returning to the
castle tonight, so Ewwiekewwieikkie won't be able to
smell our betrayal when we go without her." Sierra
cryptically told him. Her smile inched a little
bigger at his affection. She was glad that
everything had worked out. It had been bugging her
for far too long that Arundel had some sort of
control over them. "Since we haven't been able to be
here frequently for a long time, I thought we'd do
something new tonight."
reached Leilani without any incidents. Frankly,
Sierra was a pretty good driver. "I'm going to take
you someplace I always wanted to show you, then
you'll take me someplace you wanted to show me. With
Alderaan gone, there's so much I can never share
with you." She said, her eyebrows knotting. "But
Delaya has become so much more than my second home."
She had already planned their first destination. She
turned the speeder into the parking lot of an old,
abandoned building. There were planks on the windows
and doors except in one area. Sierra looked at her
husband, grinning. This was one of the few parts of
their date that she had pre-planned, otherwise, the
evening was made to be random.
out of the speeder. She reached into the backseat
where she retrieved a hard violin case. She made her
way over to Claudius' side to take his hand.
"Welcome to special place number one." As they
walked up towards the doors, Sierra continued to
speak, "Ironically named 'Casa di Amore', the house
of love, this is the first place I ever played
violin for an audience. You'll love it, just wait."
Sierra promised. She may have looked like she had
fallen off of her rocker. Thankfully, she hadn't ...
Claudius said, before smiling, at the news that
there would be ice cream at the end of the day.
However, when the speeder came to a stop at the
aptly named 'house of love' Claudius' imagination
was thoroughly piqued and he forgot all about
dessert. "What have you been up to?" he asked her,
as he briefly stopped, and looked at her
quixotically. Clearly she had been a busy little bee
and had not stumbled upon this location by chance.
He reached over as she described her personal
connection to the place, taking her hand in his, and
giving it a reassuring squeeze. He loved her very
much and was glad she was opening up more of her
past to him.
had been a busy little bee. It was hard to plan
surprises for him. If he even caught a hint that
something was going on, Sierra would unravel and
reveal everything. As to his question, she answered
it by prying a loose piece of plywood aside so they
could slip into the building. Though the building
had not been used in some time, the smell of freshly
cooked food hung in the air. There were lights on
for the first time in years. The interior itself was
gorgeous. Like so many things in the city, it was
heavily inspired by Alderaan architecture. The
notable difference was that the ceiling had been
painted in a beautiful mural. There was a stage near
the front of the building, but the rest of it was
dominated by upside down tables that were covered
with clothes. Of them all, there was a single one
that was set for two. There was already plates of
covered food waiting for them. Sierra silently
thanked Doo Doo Fast for catering for this event,
though she had been specific in what she wanted him
to make. As she had learned in prior times, Gungan
food wasn't always 'okie dokie'. "I played here on
several occasions. I always liked it a lot,
especially because the owner would keep my mother
swimming in drinks." She laughed softly. "Sit down,"
she persuaded him over to the table.
began to twitch as he smelled fresh food, which
caused a massive smile to curl onto his face.
However, he soon recognized the smell as Gungan
cuisine, which caused him to shift his gaze towards
her. "Is that Gungan food I smell?" he asked, as his
brown eyes gazed across the room at the murals and
decor. "Is that for us?" he asked her, as he was led
by her over towards the table. He smiled at her, as
he slid into the chair in front of the covered food,
and looked across at her. "Thank you for sharing
this part about your past with me," he said, but he
did not uncover his food until she uncovered hers.
He wondered how she managed to plan all of this ...
he was impressed.
The food shouldn't be too weird..." The last thing
Sierra wanted was to spend the remainder of their
time on Delaya suffering from food poisoning. They
had done that enough times since they'd been
married, beginning with His Majesty's insane dinner.
She sat on the side opposite of him at the intimate
table. She placed her violin case on the ground for
now. Her blue eyes glanced nervously at the covered
dishes. She was worried it would be something
sickening. At four months pregnant, Sierra's hangry
monster would hit the surface quickly if she was
denied food. She looked up at him. "Thank you for
coming to a strange abandoned building with me. You
passed the trust test with flying colors, Claudius.
Now, let's see if I've doomed us all to hunting down
the closest fast food restaurant or not.." She
reached in front of her and lifted the cover from
her plate slowly. "Please no eyeballs. Please no
eyeballs." She whispered. Despite the smell, Doo Doo
had managed to make some nerf steak for them. The
side dishes were, undoubtedly, Gungan. "Okay.. Looks
like the main course is good. We can fill up on ice
cream later." She sighed in relief. It seemed their
date was off to a good start. As she began eating
her dinner, she felt stronger flutters from within
her womb. "I can feel the twins," she told him,
glowing with her pregnancy. "I think they don't like
the Gungan food either."
"You say that
now, but you haven't looked yet..." Claudius teased
her, as he continued to smile across the table at
her. "I would follow you into places much stranger
than this," he said, as he reached across the table
to place his hand upon hers. When she revealed her
food he was pleasantly surprised, but when he pulled
the lid off his there was a fish face staring back
at him. "Oh my," he added, as he looked down at the
whole fish that had been prepared at him. "Nea would
*love* this," he said to her, as he poked and
prodded it with his fork. "You can feel them?
Really?" he asked her, as he looked affectionately
at her stomach.
She sat up to
look at his meal. She frowned at the fish face while
internally cringing. "Maybe we should take a doggy
bag home to Nea then." Her hand squeezed his
lovingly. Before the smell of his fish could make
all of them sick, she placed the lid back over it
and set it aside. Instead, she pushed her plate
forward to the center of the table. "Here. This
steak is pretty big. We can both share it." She
wondered if Nea remembered staring at the fish in
their hotel room. It looked like it had come from
that aquarium. She imagined he'd been one happy
feline to feast on such a fatty fish. "Really!" She
reported happily. "I started feeling them at
Callista's birthday. It was the ice cream cake. I
wasn't sure then, but I'm sure now." Sierra began to
pick at the steak. She didn't want to let go of him.
In fact, she wanted to be closer than close. After
she tried a piece, she made a face. "Oh my." She
grabbed her glass of water, instantly drinking half
of it down. "Oh my!" She fanned at her mouth. "Don't
eat it!" She warned. Doo Doo Fast apparently didn't
know his spices well. "Gahhhh!"
"Hmm. Does he
really deserve that?" Claudius asked, as he moved
his thumb over his wife's hand and stroked it
affectionately. Soon the fish was no longer staring
at him and he was offered half of the nerf steak,
which he had never turned down in his life. "You
did? And you didn't tell me?!" he asked, as he
opened his mouth wide and looked at her shocked. "Oh
well now I have to try it!" he said, as he reached
over and cut himself a piece of the steak. He forked
it into his mouth and quickly his cheeks flushed red
and he began to cough. His hand trembled as he
reached for the glass of water, picking it up and
drinking from it hurriedly.
"Maybe. He is
cute... Kinda..." Nea had been behaving himself
lately. He had been leaving them alone during
intimate time. The felinx really knew how to make
their special moments *really* awkward. "I wasn't
sure! It feels really weird right at the beginning.
I didn't want to tell you until I was totally sure."
She defended as she drank the rest of her water.
Despite her warning, he decided to take his life
into his own hands. "You're going to regret that."
Sierra warned. His reaction was nearly identical to
her own. It was official: they'd never eat anything
non-ice cream that was made by Doo Doo Fast. She
coughed. She could still feel the spice on her
tongue. "Well, that's the last time I trust someone
else to make us dinner." She wiped her mouth off
quickly with a napkin. She wished she could remove
her tongue and wash it. Instead, Sierra attempted to
salvage their evening. The young woman rose from her
"Okay, so the
food wasn't great, but the building didn't collapse
on us. I'll call this a wash." She took both of his
hands. Sierra guided him in the opposite direction
of the door. Instead, she brought him up to the
stage where an old baby grand piano was covered by a
large cloth. Sierra removed it, exposing the old
instrument. Her fingers glided over the keys. "I
have something I wanted to play you on the violin,
however, the piano will be so much better." She sat
down on the bench, patting the empty area directly
beside her. Her feet touched with the pedals while
her fingers quickly became acquainted with the
weight of the keys. Sierra could handle playing for
a lot of people. It was Claudius who she grew shy
around. She cared about his opinion. Since he would
spend the rest of his life listening to her
instruments, she also cared that she played well.
"A- ... Are you ready? I'm not going to blame you if
you want to put your hands on your ears, or plug
them up with any means necessary.. Or run away
screaming. You know, the kind of things we do when
Drusilla's jizz drives us insane."
eagerly led up to the stage where the piano was
waiting, as if on queue, where he was glad to see
she would be performing for him. He always loved her
musical inclinations, but worried that the lingering
effects of her mother's machinations still made it
painful for her. "Of course I'm ready," he said, as
he slid into a chair beside the piano to watch her
intently. "I won't cover my ears. You're wonderful,"
he said to her, with a soft smile, as he patiently
waited for her to begin. He knew what a step she was
taking here and he was glad that she was opening
this side of her life to him. "I love you," he
reminded her, before folding his hands in his lap.
In so many
ways, Claudius had helped her closed the door
between her past abuse and her current life, as well
as her future. When they met, it was something that
very much so had an influence on her life. He had
taught her to stand up for herself and that she
didn't need to take the various things her mother
did to her. He'd gifted the cowardly lion with
courageous. He'd given the tin man (or lady) with a
heart. Thankfully for everyone, Sierra came equipped
with a semi-working brain. Her cheeks flushed red at
his compliment. "I love you," she spoke in a quieter
voice. She settled in and began to play a soft, slow
song. It wasn't like her to sing, but this time she
*did* Sierra's voice was soft, gentle, and
beautiful. "Lovesick the beat inside my head, waves
struck at a sea of bitterness. Light out solo in
blue. Before I found *you*."
She warmed up
a little more to performing as she continued to
play. "Blood running in my veins, I've never been
here before. I got love falling like the rain. I
never could've asked for more. I got so much soul
inside my bones. Take a look at me know, I'm young
forever in the sun. Ever since you came, I'm living
ultralife." She made eye contact each time that line
came up while she played. The smile behind her song
remained until the last chord rang out from the
piano and reverberated around the whole building.
Like a shy mouse, she instantly fell silent when she
rocked back and forth to the gentle voice of
Sierra's singing and the soft melody coming out of
the piano. He was grinning from ear to ear as he
listened to her, feeling a renewed sense of
closeness between them. When she finished he brought
his hands together to begin clapping, before
standing up to give her an ovation. "That was
wonderful ... wonderful," he told her, as he moved
towards her, placing a tender and loving kiss upon
her lips. "Thank you for sharing that," he said to
her, as the kiss broke, and he smiled affectionately
at her. He was seeing his wife in a way that he had
not seen before and he loved every moment of it. His
hand reached across her, gently caressing her arm to
remained positioned on the piano while he clapped
for her. She was flattered. Now her face wasn't just
red, it was as red as a Chiss' eyes. The kiss
brought feeling back to her hands, which she lifted
from the keys to place them on his shoulders. His
positive reaction was impacting. This was apart of
her that she was nervous about sharing. She didn't
want to be an irritation despite the fact that she
was a classically trained violinist, and no slacker
at the piano. "Thank you for listening.. And for
being so sweet." She rose from the piano slowly. "Is
there anywhere else you want to go, or should I just
whisk you away to our sea island retreat now?" She
placed a hand on her growing bump. The twins were
working off of Sierra's nerves and moving around a
lot more noticeably inside of her.
there, listening to his wife, as he considered her
request. There was so much on Delaya that he longed
to see, but returning to the Sea Islands was
definitely at the top of the list. "Whisk me. Whisk
me," he said to her, with a broad smile, as he rose
up from his chair and wrapped his arms around her.
"As long as we aren't shot down this time," he
added, with a wink, before moving his face to place
a kiss upon her. He then began moving through past
the tables towards the doorway where their ship
"Not today! I will shoot down anyone who gets been
us and our sea home ... and steals our bed."
Somewhere, two Rebel pilots were happily snuggling
with a plush, comfortable bed that was beyond their
wages. Her efforts to find whoever the Rebel jacket
belonged to had come out empty handed. All she knew
was that they smoked far too much, for the article
of clothing was extremely smelly. After sharing a
kiss with him, Sierra didn't think twice about
leaving the city for the sea islands. They could
spend the whole next day exploring the city together
and sharing their various memories from it.
On the way to
the islands, Sierra was seated behind the controls
and keeping an eye trained on the horizon for other
ships. She wouldn't let there be a repeat. It seemed
that the deep bruises had just finally faded from
her husband. The memory of his sacrifice would
remain fresh with Sierra forever. "I'm putting you
in charge of where we go tomorrow. Take me places
you enjoy, and yes, that includes Auntie Mae's."
Both of them
could feel relieved when they reached the landing
pad of their home without any incidents. Sierra felt
that the family was tapped out on incidents for the
rest of the year. Pilaq Tohan wouldn't be making any
more house calls until babies started arriving. "I
think there's some Rum Raeni in the freezer." She
recalled as she rose. It was obvious that Zara and
Marcus had used their sea island home by the amount
of ice cream that kept showing up. Sadly, Zara
wasn't a fan of pudding like Sierra.
Mae's..." Claudius said as he settled into the
co-pilot's seat for the short flight to the sea
islands. "Oh my favorite," he said, when she
informed him that there might be Rum Raeni in the
freezer. He looked towards her, smiling, as he rose
from the chair, took her hand and began leading her
towards their island home. "We're safe," he said, as
he looked into her beautiful eyes. As he opened the
door the automated holonet system activated where
they were midway through a report highlighting
Marcus and Zara's escapades in Auntie Maeland
combined with an ad for Over the Hillberry. "Glad
that isn't us," he said, as he moved further into
their home, which had been thoroughly refurbished
since their last visit.
Auntie Mae was
focusing her efforts elsewhere. That was relieving.
She briefly watched the news on the holonet
regarding her in-laws at Auntie Maeland. The 'Over
the Hillberry' ice cream made Sierra laugh softly.
If it had been Claudius, she would have been
furious. "Me too. Let's hope she leaves us alone for
awhile." Sierra made the mental note to celebrate
her husband's next birthday quietly. Since dinner
had been ruined, the very first place she took him
was the kitchen. Upon opening the freezer, sure
enough, Sierra discovered an array of Auntie Mae
flavors. The Rum Raeni was untouched. "Here you go.
An exquisite meal for you." She joked, handing him
off the carton. As for herself, she decided to try
Zara's beloved purple potato. Unknowingly, she
grabbed the last carton and set Marcus up for a
disaster. She grabbed them spoons and immediately
began eating. Now she understood why Zara consumed
so much when she was pregnant with the twins. If she
wasn't hungry, she was feeling sick. There seemed to
be no in between.
potato ice cream wasn't bad but it wasn't pudding.
As she scooped up a spoonful, an absolutely wild
idea crossed her mind. Maybe it was the influence of
Ewwiekewwieikkie, or simply Sierra acting childish
for a change. Regardless of the reason, Sierra
declared war on her husband when she used the spoon
as a catapult. The purple ice cream soared through
the air. It landed on his cheek. Sierra's giggling
could be heard, but she was no longer in his line of
vision. She was using the kitchen island as a
blockade for the onslaught that was about to begin.
completely preoccupied with the excitement of
receiving a carton of Rum Raeni that he was unable
to see that he was being targeted by his wife. The
purple potato ice cream slammed into his forehead
and streaked down his face, getting in his eyes, and
causing quite a chill. "What?" he asked, as he
brought his hands up to wipe at his face to get the
ice cream out of his eyes. He waited for a moment
but when he saw that she was giggling he knew there
was only one thing that he could do. He took hold of
his spoon, loaded as much Rum Raeni into it as he
could, and flung it in her direction. Two could most
definitely play that game.
Even though he
couldn't see her, he still managed to land a hit ...
directly on top of her head. "Ahhh!" She squeaked.
Their food fight took her back to the food fight she
had with Callista and Ewwiekewwieikkie much early on
in their relationship. He didn't realize he was
dealing with a *professional*. Deciding that
guerrilla warfare was no fun, Sierra rose to her
feet with a spoon ready. There was still visible ice
cream dripping down her hair. "I'm gonna get you!"
She flung ice cream at him. Her aim was sloppy this
time. She pegged him in the chest, but quickly had a
second spoonful ready to go and soaring through the
air. "You'll never win. I've done this plenty of
times with Ewwiekewwieikkie!" She revealed how
masses of ice cream disappeared so quickly around
difference is when you do this with Ewwiekewwieikkie
she eats up the mess!" Claudius protested, as he
felt himself splattered with ice cream, which was
then pooling on the floor. "I'm not trying to win.
I'm trying to survive," he explained to her, as he
began scooping more and more of the ice cream onto
his spoon and flinging it at her. "There'll be none
left to eat at this rate," he warned her, but as he
ran to get away from her his foot connected with
her, causing him to stumble. "Sier-!" he cried out,
as he went flailing forward, falling right into the
exposed hole in the floor. There was a loud *splash*
as he fell into the sea, where he was quickly
surrounded by curious sea cows ... perhaps the
relatives of the one they transported to Esseles. "-ra!"
he finished the thought, as he popped his head above
the water, spit out a plume of water, before
receiving curious kisses from the creatures.
good at cleaning up after our food wars..." Sierra
commented. Ice cream kept colliding with her now
that she was hiding from him. A well-aimed (or not
so well aimed) scoop of ice cream slid down her
chest and into the cleavage of her dress. A shiver
zapped down her spine. When she had food fights with
Ewwiekewwieikkie, she wasn't in sexy dresses either.
"Eating is for the w-weak!" She stuttered as the ice
cream melted beneath her dress. She sure hoped he
liked Rum Raeni a lot, because Sierra was covered in
it now. "Ohno!" She reached out to catch him when he
stumbled. Rather than saving Claudius, he fell into
the ocean through the hole they had both thought was
so clever. "Claudius!" She dashed towards the
exposed hole and stood at its edge, watching him
surface along with several sea cows. At that point,
she couldn't help laughing. Without giving him a
warning, Sierra hopped in the water and purposely
splashed him *and* the sea cows. She came bobbing
back up to the surface, rapidly wrapping her arms
around his waist. "I win." She claimed her victory
by promptly kissing him on the lips.
win," Claudius told her with a smirk before placing
a loving kiss upon her face. Unfortunately for
Sierra, however, his breath stunk like sea cow. All
around them the sea cows were flocking, sticking
their heads up from the water and snorting at them.
"I know what you're thinking and *no* you can't take
them to the lakehouse," he said to her, as the kiss
broke and he looked at her. "I think this is the
first time we've gotten to use this amenity. The
Rebels probably used it..." he muttered to himself,
shaking his head, as he bobbed up and down in the
One thing that
Sierra learned was that sea cow kisses were not one
of her favorite things ever. They ate greens from
the bottom of the ocean all day long. Inevitably, it
gave them some funky smelling breath. Her little
nose scrunched up, deciding that she needed to get
her husband in a shower with a toothbrush stat.
"What about just one?" Sierra bargained. "Sea Betsy
needs a companion." She was actually attempting to
persuade him into *another* sea cow. Sierra reached
a hand out to run it along the top of one of the sea
cow's heads. "Ugh. Don't remind me. I defeated
Governor Papius today. I'll get the Rebels who came
here another." She bobbed towards the edge of the
hole and slowly climbed out. Her dress was clinging
to her body now that it was soaked. She removed the
pins holding back her hair, then her comm, realizing
that it was probably damaged beyond repair. Wopps.
"At least everything is back in order after the
Rebels foolishly robbed us. There's a brand new bed
for us to destroy." She winked.
"Do you even
know what gender Sea Betsy is? You decided she was a
*she*, but did you actually check?" Claudius asked
her, as he brought his hand up to his chin and
considered the situation in a manner similar to
Ewwiekewwieikkie. "For all you know she is a *he* or
the he you might bring might be her brother," he
said, but he had talked himself into a headache.
"It's always good to have a shrinking enemy's list,
but I'm sure you ISB types will always find a way to
add names to it," he said, with a wink, before a sea
cow unexpectedly swam between his legs and nearly
upended him. "Woah," he commented, before falling
backwards, into a big splash, while the sea cow got
up close and perfect with Sierra.
"How can you
ask me that? Of course I didn't check. I don't know
how to identify sea cow gender by genitalia. Sea
Betsy *identifies* with being female." She stuck her
tongue out at him playfully while wondering how one
might find out if the sea cow was a female or male.
That sounded like a risky HoloNet search to her.
"What if I did bring her brother? Incest occurs in
nature. Though, I don't want to recreate a scene of
Game of Coruscant at the lakehouse." She frowned.
Claudius had won this one. She snickered as he paid
retribution for his comment by way of sea cow. "Mhm.
The top name on my list currently is Claudius
Rodney!" Using one hand, she splashed him. The other
hand ran over the sea cow. "You want to come back
home with me, don't you?" Over the sea cow, Sierra
looked at her husband. She copied the family's
signature pout to a T. "Pleeasseeeee?"
Betsy can identify however she pleases," Claudius
said, with a firm nod of his head in agreement with
her wife. "Eww. But if you did bring more think what
would happen every time you brought Bruce to the
lakehouse," he reminded her, as he repositioned
himself after being upended. "Named in my honor,
well that is something to consider," he said to her,
before leaning over and gently running his hand over
the sea cow also. "Oh don't use that voice," he
said, as he looked at her, his lower lip trembling
as he began to imagine what would happen if he did
not give in. "Fine," he said, with a soft sigh,
before playfully rolling his eyes.
already quite the herd at the lakehouse. All the
animals enjoyed being close to Bruce. She wondered
how it would be for the boy when he was able to go
swimming on his own. She imagined Sea Betsy
constantly demanding pets. In many ways, she was
even worse than Nea. Sierra laughed. "Oooh, I'm
talking about the original. There's no Claudius like
my Claudius." Sierra had yet to realize that she had
leverage against her husband. His pouts had won her
over many, many times. This time, Sierra took home
the win. She laughed once more. "Oh, come on you."
She offered him her hands to help him out of the
water. As she rose to her feet, she could feel kicks
and punches erupting from her stomach. "Your
children are abusing me from the inside." She
tattled. She led them to their room, more
specifically, the bathroom, without caring about the
wet trail they left behind. Tonight was about him,
not about cleaning.
The sea cows
seemed disappointed when the couple left the water,
but Claudius was glad to be out of the water and
back on his feet. "Oh. Are they?" he said, as he
quickly moved his hand to her stomach in an attempt
to feel their movement. "Oh who is going to mop
these floors?" he asked her, as he was led towards
the bedroom and then the bathroom. "Going to get the
seawater and sea cow smell off?" he asked, as he
began to strip out of his soaking wet clothing. And
allowing to pool it on the floor beneath him.
surface, movement persisted. Since Sierra had
noticed the kicks, it seemed like the twins were
working in double time...or quadruple time
considering there were *two* of them. She paused as
his hand came to rest on her stomach. "Do you feel
anything?" She asked him. "Some poor Ensign is going
to mop them." Sierra was solving her problems with
Ensigns now. It seemed she was getting cozy in her
position as his wife. "I'm certainly going to try.
If not, I can live with you smelling like a sea
cow." She winked at him, then promptly began moving
her own clothing. Her dress had been ruined long
before taking a dip in the ocean. She could see ice
cream stains from the food fight she had initiated.
Reaching into the shower, she turned on the warm
water. "Thanks for being my date tonight, love."
Sierra said from over her shoulder. She straightened
up as the water grew warmer. "Now come and get me."
Wiggling her rear end in his direction, the blonde
quickly disappeared into the shower. Lucky for him,
she had nowhere else to go. The chase had already
ended. "Ah.." She sighed.
"I do feel
*something*," Claudius said, as his smile widened to
the point that it threatened to split his face in
two. "Exactly. That's what Ensigns are for!" he
teased, as he reluctantly pulled his hand away.
"You're welcome," Claudius said, before following
her into the shower where the water was already
quite warm. He came up behind her, wrapping his arms
around her, and tightening his grip around her
waist. He lowered his head, placing a tender kiss
upon her cheek, and then moving it down until he
reached her shoulder where the kisses turned into
happy that he could share in the movement of their
twins with her. As they'd learned prior, the kicks
would only become more noticeable at time went on.
And this time...this time Inquisitor Thrope wouldn't
touch her or their children. With a wide smile on
her face, Sierra found herself captured by her sweet
husband. "Mm.. You got me.." She stepped back to
nuzzle the back of her body against the front of
his. The evening had been so good...so good in ways
that only they could enjoy together. For the
billionth time this day, Sierra was thankful for
Claudius. The slight pain of his bites drew her back
to their moment in the shower where she let out a
little gasp. Her hand dropped down to one of his
arms. Her fingernails gently teased his flesh by
lightly scratching over them. She wouldn't leave
marks in such a visual place, but she couldn't make
the same guarantee for his backside. "I love you so
much," she turned her head to the side. She nose
pressed into his hair while her free hand cupped his
"I've got you
and I'm never letting go," Claudius told her, before
moving his face down to kiss at her shoulder and
then down her arm. As her hand caressed him it sent
a shiver down his spine, which made his entire body
tingle. "I love you too," he said, as he felt her
nose nestle on the top of his head. The warm
cascaded down upon him, as their two bodies became
one in the small, heated enclosure. The smell of the
sea cows gradually faded as the rushing water ran
over their bodies. Gradually he raised his head
until he was looking her in the eyes where he smiled
affectionately before pressing his lips to hers
again and again and again. He moved forward until
her back was pressed up against her wall.
assuming I'd ever *let* you go. I married you twice.
That's two times the forevers we'll be together."
His kisses made her skin feel electric. His presence
made her so much happier than she ever could have
been. Sierra found herself positioned against the
shower wall. Her arms wrapped around him, hands
positioned on his back where her nails continued to
tease him with gentle scratching. Over and over
again, she kissed him. She let her torrent of
passions meet the surface far away from where anyone
could see them. Sierra tried to help him as much as
she could. She placed a foot on the lip of the
shower to give him easier access. Her short height
didn't help when it came to sex in the shower. "God,
I can't get enough of you," she groaned. There was
heat to her voice. Lust was taking its toll on her.
"And lest we
forget the pending Ithorian marriage ceremony.
That's thrice," Claudius was quick to point out,
even as he had her backed up against the wall. Every
time her hand went over his back his entire body
trembled, and there were several times when he
nearly jumped out of his skin. "Don't worry. There's
plenty of me," he said, as he moved forward, until
there was no distance between his body and hers.
not deserve to be treated as well as Sierra was
treating him at that moment, as she virtually
carried him to their bed and tucked him in. He lay
there for a moment in post-orgasmic bliss, staring
at the ceiling and feeling very content and relaxed.
"Of course it'll *always* be you," he said to her,
as he sighed contently at her hand upon his chest.
"Yes. Even when you're nine months pregnant and the
size of a wampa," he promised her, before raising
his head, leaning over, and placing a tender kiss
upon her. "Or when you're as old as Pilaq ... hey
... how old is he anyway?" he asked, as he pursed
his lips and considered it. He wondered if humans
even lived as long as he suspected his old, dear
friend Pilaq was.
She could feel
her cheeks warming up to his response. Sierra drew
herself close to her husband once more and resumed
her drawings on his chest. Rising slightly, she met
him halfway so that they could share a loving kiss.
Chuckling, Sierra replied, "I'd estimate roughly
539." She pulled the number from a hat like a
magician might a rabbit. As long as she had known
Pilaq, he had been old. "You can ask him how old he
is right after you ask about Ithorian marriage
ceremonies." She giggled.
saying that makes me feel old," Claudius said, with
a soft chuckle and a smirk in her direction. "I have
a feeling that if I asked him his age I would get a
terrible whack on the noggin requiring the
intervention of Doctor Bailo," he teased, before
bringing his hand up to rub at his head, imagining
the pain. "I will, however, speak to him about
Ithorian marriage ceremonies!" he was quick to add,
continuing to smile, as he daydreamed about the idea
of an Ithorian marriage ceremony. Everything was
right in the world between them.