Our Wedding Night

The ceremony ended peacefully, everyone who wanted to stay and party stayed at the hall, drinking the night. Meredith and Krillien said their goodbyes to guests after their short greetings.

Meredith was about to turn to the way of her chambers when Fiona calmy cleared her throat. "Your Majesty," she said. Meredith was still not used to being called such a high ranking greeting. She was the Empress now. Everyone must address her as so. "You will be staying at the Emperor and Empress's chambers." She gestured down the hall where their chamber as a married couple was.

"Ah, yes," Meredith nervously smiled as she followed Fiona to lead the way. The path became more dim as fewer candles lit the hallway. They stopped in front of two large doors.

"The bath has been prepared. If Your Majesty needs anything, just ring the bell." Fiona then bowed. Meredith entered the chambers, her eyes darting to the bed. She sighed, relieved to not see Krillien there.

"Your Majesty," a maid in the room spoke, coming out where the bathroom was and bowed. "Your bath is ready."

Meredith followed to where she was. The maid undressed her and Meredith stepped into the tub, feeling the warm water wrap around her skin. The water smelled like roses and lavender. Usually it would smell like vanilla. It seems they whipped out these flowers just for tonight.

Meredith sighed as she rested her head, closing her eyes to rest. The maid bathed her, Meredith could feel how thorough she wanted her to be clean. After all, the Emperor will have her tonight.

After her bath and being dried off, the nightgown Lady Regina presented to her earlier that day appeared in the maid's hand, showing it to Meredith. She nodded in silence, agreeing to wear such a thing.

It was thin, see-through, and very loose. It was only tight around her bust, cupping together her breasts as it fell down to her thighs. Two thin straps held onto her shoulders, laces decorating it. Meredith could feel herself turning hot and red as she wore this.

The maid bowed and left the chambers. Leaving the bathroom, she peeked through the doors, seeing if Krillien was already there.

Her eyes widened seeing his figure sitting on the bed, his back turned towards her as it hunched over. 'He's here!' She exclaimed in her mind. Panic arose her as her hands fidgeted together. She didn't notice he had arrived. Was it when she was in the bath? Or when the maid left?

"Your Majesty," she said in a small voice, stepping out the door.

Krillien turned his head towards her. Her robed figure in front of him. He could tell by the way she clung onto her robe and standing far too near the bathroom door that she was nervous.

"Your Majesty," he said as well. Meredith was taken aback. Was he mocking her? Or was he legitimately addressing her as the Empress?

Krillien stood up and walked up to her, pressing his hand against the door, leaning to her. She gulped. She felt his breathing—her breathing? She couldn't tell whose. They were so close together that they could feel the heat of each other.

Her eyes fell on his chest as it rises and falls. The first few buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, revealing his chest. It was the dress shirt he wore underneath his jacket from earlier.

She then looked up at him, their eyes meeting. His red eyes deep in hers.

"I will… take a bath." He said under his breath, pushing the door behind them further to open. Meredith stood there, blocking his way. Her face flushed red. She couldn't keep his lips out of her mind.

"I-yes," she lowered her head and quickly walked to the bed. She heard Krillien's slight chuckle as he entered the bathroom. The door was left ajar. She could hear the splashes of water as he bathed.

She sat on the bed as she nervously fidgeted. Tonight would be different from the night she would have spent at the brothel. Tonight, she is willingly here. To consummate a marriage to the tyrant Emperor himself.

A few minutes went by, Meredith could tell he was done from the silence of the water. The door creaked and her shoulders jumped. She looked to the door where Krillien wiped his hair with a towel, wearing a night shirt and pants.

She gulped as she watched him take his steps towards her. He stopped in front of her, towering her as she looked up to see him.

The few seconds they stared at each other felt like a lifetime. She watched as a few drops of water dripped from his hair to his shoulders.

"Do you… want to?" He finally asked. Meredith couldn't help but notice his change in demeanor. He wasn't the intimidating man that stood before her the first day she came here. Somehow, he had soften.

"I don't know," she said softly, her eyes running through his lips. She couldn't put her mind whether or not she was willingly to do that with him. It was their wedding night. They have an obligation. She had a duty.

Krillien stared at her. Their eyes still locked together. He noticed the way her eyes kept wandering around his lips even as she tried to look at him. Did she like that "kiss" from earlier? He wondered.

"Kiss me," Meredith lightly tugged his shirt, pulling him in. There it was, the fierce woman Krillien had known.

A smirk appeared on his lips as he leaned in closer to her face, lips against lips. His hands wandered to her face, cupping it as he kissed deeper and harder. Slowly, Meredith inched further to the bed, falling towards it as Krillien continued to kiss her.

Light moans escaped her lips, her mouth opened, allowing Krillien to enter his tongue in hers. Krillien's hand snaked down to her arched back, taking a hold of her.

Pulling away, Krillien began lightly giving small kisses on her neck, slowly inching down to her collarbone, to her chest, and that low neckline her gown revealed. She gulped as she watched him go further down with his trail of kisses. Her body felt hot, her legs squirming beneath him. He hadn't touched her yet. Much to her disappointment.

"Hah," Meredith laughed a bit. Was he following her words like they were orders? Was he only going to kiss her like she said?

Krillien's eyes looked up as he continued to kiss her abdomen. He furrowed his eyebrows before he came back to capture her lips, hoping to silence them from her laughter. His tongue explored her mouth, dancing with hers.

He turned to sit down, carrying Meredith with him as her arms wrapped around him, still deep in their kiss. Her breathing became heavy, trying to catch her breath as they kissed. Krillien moved her closer to his chest, her core hitting his hardened member over his pants.

"Mng," her voice let out, promptly stopping their kiss. Her eyes widened, shocked to hear that voice come from her. Krillien stared, a smile appearing on his lips.

Meredith looked away and covered her mouth with the back of her hand, her face turning even redder.

"Are you not going to look this way?" Krillien teased. Without an answer, he slowly began moving his hips, making sure to hit the spot where Meredith moaned earlier.

She could feel herself slowly starting to get wet as he continued to pick up the pace, planting kisses on her neck as he groaned.

"Mng, mng," her moans came faster, resting her head on the crook of his neck, feeling lightheaded from the stimulation. Grabbing her chin, Krillien captured her lips once again, making her moans louder, unable to silence them.

Finding the strength, Meredith found her way to the ends of his shirt, lifting it as her hand found the way to his stomach. He lightly groaned, feeling her touch.

Her hand found a way to his back, slowly going up his spine, feeling… something and stopping. Krillien grabbed her hand away from his back.

Krillien stopped. He stopped kissing. He stopped moving his hips. He stopped making her feel good.

They stared at each other, hot and heavy, his hand on her wrist. He shook his head and set her aside, heading for the doors of the chambers. Meredith sat there, confused, as he held onto the door handles.

She wondered if that was the end of their consummation.