Together As Mutants (Book Six)

CXII. Wedding Night

Leonardo

Leonardo lays on the bed inside the hotel honeymoon suite they rented, a human patch or two resting on the bedside table. He turns his ring over and over in his hands, smiling as he looks at the paw prints. He can hear Destiny changing out of her dress in the bathroom, and he can't help but smile again. She's really his.

He hears the door click open and she heads into the bedroom. He sits up, his eyes widening a little at the sight of her outfit. It's a simple royal blue and black lace chemise; modest, but still sexy.

"Hey Leo-baby." She smiles.

"Hey...that's new," he comments.

She smirks, spinning around a little. "Yeah. It was one of my bridal shower gifts. You like it?" She swishes her tail a little.

"You're the real Victoria's Secret angel."

She laughs, climbing onto the bed and giving him a long, sweet kiss. When she breaks away, she gently rests a hand on his plastron and scoots to sit beside him, cuddling up to his side. She frowns a little upon noticing her husband's seemingly bad mood, tilting her head minimally.

"Are you nervous?" she asks softly.

He shakes his head. "No...I'm just feeling a little guilty maybe. This was supposed to be that really special night, the day we waited for together..."

She shakes her head, reaching her hand to his cheek. She turns his head so he's looking at her, a fanged smile resting on her scarred face.

"Leo, any time that I'm with you is special," she insists. "We had our first with each other, and it's still us right now."

"Yeah, but...if we had waited-"

She silences him with a soft peck. "We didn't wait, and that's in the past. All you have to think about is right now, when you're with me. Okay?"

He smiles, kissing her forehead. "I love you."

"I love you too."

He pulls her closer to him, bringing her lips to his easily.

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The next morning, Leonardo wakes first. Destiny lays beside him, his nose nestled in her hair. He breathes deeply, his arm tightening around her bare waist as he presses a few warm kisses to the back of her neck.

She blinks slowly as her eyes open, and she rolls onto her back as she looks at her handsome husband.

"Good morning," she murmurs.

"Good morning Mrs Hamato," he responds, snuggling her close. "How'd you sleep?"

She breathes deeply, stretching beneath the blanket. "Amazingly." She looks up at him, a lazy smile on her face. "I'm still not feeling this whole 'getting out of bed' thing."

He laughs, his cheeks a little pink. "Then we'll just stay in bed for a while longer, hm?"

She shuts her eyes as she nuzzles her face into his neck, sleepy kisses feathering his collarbone. He takes a deep breath, exhaling deeply through his nose as he pulls her against him and they lay there together contentedly.

Raphael

Taylor stands in the honeymoon suite bathroom, washing off the last of her makeup. She dries off her face, tossing the towel aside and fiddling with the strap of her red chemise. She does a little spin in the mirror, looking at her tattooed arm and the ring glinting on her finger.

She opens the door and heads to the bedroom. She peeks inside, seeing Raphael laying on the bed with his head resting on his arms as he lays on his shell. Her heart jumps with excitement and she steps inside.