Cream pressed a hand over her pelvic area as he thrusted in and out. Kat could feel the cold ring around his finger. The only thing louder than the grunts, groans and moans was the springing of the suspension of the foggy-windowed truck as it rocked back and forth or maybe the wet slapping of skin to skin.

Kat could feel the senses of pleasure shoot though her body, more intense with each push. She squirmed, as if trying to delay what she couldn't control. But he was consistent. They weren't too slow, they weren't too fast, they were just as hard as she wanted, they were perfect like they were practiced.

At this point they probably were.

Kat held onto him, knees up to her shoulders as she cried into his ear and he was buried in her neck. He wasn't any quieter. Panting and mumbling against her skin. He was a talker in the moment, if anything.

"F-fuck, sweetness," he said as he kept going at a consistent pace. God that stupid nickname. He never called her that unless he was deep in her and from the stress on her rib cage he was definitely deep in there. "ya feel so... so g-good." He mumbled against her skin.

Every sweet word landed in her belly as he pumped into her. She felt a thumb against her clit, probably from the hand on her pelvis. Oh that bastard.

Her eyes rolled as she overflowed into her orgasm, her brain felt on fire. "God, fuuuuck!" She whined and cried against him, her hips shaking. He was thrusting a bit more cumbersomely, making her toes curl in overstimulation. It was only during this did he speed up. That was the sign he was close. He really practiced.

Her whole body tingled. She cried out as she felt his hips stop, he grinded against her as he groaned in her ear. She could feel a bit of warmth in her low abdomen, letting her know he didn't pull out. She panted trying to catch her breath, still taking time to kiss him. The pain associated with the grip on her hips brought her down to earth. He slowly moved to pull out, and she could feel the liquid in her spill out between her legs.

Eh it was a rental anyways.

Her legs were shaking as he un-pretzeled her.

"You, shit face," she said, the sweat already starting to cool as she lay in the bed of the truck.

There was laughter. God. His fucking voice. It was a bit rough after their little sexcipade, and she could still feel the tingle of heavy attraction. Why was it like this with him? She just wanted to strangle him, but at the same time kiss him like crazy.

"Sorry," Cream said before kissing her forehead and pulling back. She always told him that when he did a good job. The student outsmarted the expert. And he knew it too, that fuck. Even though she felt these things, she didn't want him to leave her arms. She was cold. She wanted his body heat again. A shiver rose up her back. "Want my jacket?"

Kat nodded as she slowly sat up. She felt sticky, and had no idea where her underwear was in this truck. Oh well. She could hear the clinking of him buckling his pants and she lowered her black crop top. They sat in the cooling truck for a moment.

"Well that's a first..." she said, breaking the very short silence after putting on his oversized jacket. She was swimming in it, sleeves scrunched up so she could use her hands

Cream stopped mid sigh. "Hm?"

"We didn't even make it out of the Airport parking lot..." she said, referencing what they had just been doing. It was nightfall and they were surrounded by empty cars in the car lot.

Cream didn't even skip a beat, smiling over at her, head leaning on the seat. "Sorry, i just couldn' wait to get my hands on ya again."

Kat's heart hammered in her chest, embarrassed. It's true. The days before the wedding had been incredibly stressful. They hadn't been able to see each other much since the wedding parties had snatched them away. She knew he had been out with his brothers, Coco and Ismet, the new one, but as she didn't pick them up from the jail, they must have gotten away with whatever havoc they caused. She, on the other hand, very much did get bailed out in Las Vegas after a blurry night in a casino/strip joint. When they finally did see each other at the isle, it was hard to get Cream to stop crying at the sight of her. Ended up having to do his vows with his eyes closed. The emotions for that were far too joyous and loving.

Then as they danced into the night they went home and promptly passed out for their 5am flight. And then they slept on the plane. Well Kat slept on the plane. They only started waking up as they were waiting in the bag pick up. That's when Kat rubbed her tail against his back calf. And from there the touching only escalated.

"Yeah?"

Cream laughed. "Yeah," she heard him click his belt buckle, "lucky we made it ta the truck, ta be honest..."

She paused before raising an eyebrow at him. "Saying you would have fucked me in the terminal?" She joked as he finally put the keys in the ignition.

"We would have gotten arrested," he said laughing at the thought.

She laughed back before she continued. "So then I would have fucked you a holding cell." She snickered as he coughed out his choking fit. He had just rearranged her guts but here he was flustered. He was such a dork. Her dork now actually.

The truck started. A lot easier when it's not 40 years old. He pulled out and drove down the road. The trees loomed over them in a dense forest. Kat loved it. She loved the green and smell of foliage.

Back before Cream she lived in the city. It smelled horrible, coated in smoke. She never got to see stars, just helicopters. People were rude and mean to match the place they lived. It was different now. Now, she could see the stars by climbing to her own roof. And she had a roof now. A double plus.

"Check the email?" She heard cream ask as he tapped her knee with his knuckle, "I don't remember the number of the cabin..."

Kat shuffled. "Uhmmmm 14262?" She said as she scrolled through her phone.

Ah yes, the murder cabin. When Cream had thrown out suggestions for the honeymoon, Kat immediately called it that. Out of irony of course. She thought it was funny, Cream thought it less funny. After that it was a lot of convincing to get him to pick this spot. But her favorite pastime when they got to know each other was camping. It was just fitting to have the honeymoon be themed that way.

They drove down a bit until they ran out of road. Interestingly the directions kept going. Cream felt a little irritated as he clicked his teeth but turned on the 4-wheel drive and started the descent. It didn't help that it was in the middle of the woods. At night.

"Alright, I think I see it," he said as he leaned to the side. Kat also peered around, her eyes way better than his.

"Right there," she said pointing.

It was a rather nice cabin. Lifted to not be directly on the road. It wasn't roughing it in the woods, by any means, and it cost a pretty penny to come out here. It was so far off the road. Good, so nobody could bother them; bad; if murder cabin was actually accurate.

They drove up, no lights. The house appeared empty. Cream cut the lights to the truck, plunging them into darkness. He paused for a moment.

"How about I just--"

"Yeah I think that would be best."

Cream grinned. He knew. He knew she was a little scared. "I'll be right back." He tossed her the car keys and gave her a kiss before clamoring out of the truck. The vehicle tilted before straightening out and Cream headed his way to the cabin.

Kat watched him in clear vision. Her eyes only slits as he climbed the smaller staircase up to where the cabin landing was. Once he was past that, she couldn't do anything but wait. Without the lights from the truck and the small light above, most likely from Cream, it was pitch black. Her ears stayed perked up. She could hear the sounds of the forest around her. Everything was still.

There wasn't a crack or a rustle. Itfeltsilent.

She turned to look out the window.

There was nothing. Just the darkness that engulfed the trees beyond her sight.

She shook her head and closed her eyes to stop herself from staring into the darkness that was the woods. She was freaking herself out. And this was her idea. Now she was being stupid about it.

The small knock on the window jolted her. Her eyes flew open as she jumped out of her seat.

Cream blinked at her before smiling. "You okay? Did I scare you?" He said through small chuckles. Kat glared at him before opening the passenger door.

She swung, punched him in the arm before slamming the door shut. "Fuck off." Cream did his best not to laugh any harder as he caught her wrist. She claimed never got scared. It was a little funny because he knew it wasn't true.He very quickly pulled her back and kissed her forehead. His hand came up and rubbed her cheek.

"Babe...," he said as she pinched his hand. He winced as though it hurt. She knew it didn't. "Alright, alright; I'm sorry I thought ya saw me comin'," he said with seriousness, "I ain't meant ta freak ya out, okay?"

Kat huffed before she slowly leaned into his touch. She, again, could feel the cool metal of his ring. Her husband's ring. She let out a sigh.. She could tell from the smile he was flaunting, he already knew what she was going to say. She glared at the cheekiness of it.

"I swear it," He said.

"Don't do it again."

"Yes, ma'am."

Kat blushed at the stupid county endearment and pulled back, wrapping the jacket around her a little tighter. She didn't want to be in the open anymore. Cream leaned down and kissed her one more time. "Go on up. The lights are on. I'll get the bags," he said with a shrug before moving around her and starting to grab the things they brought.

Kat didn't mind him doing all that work. It's what he deserved for scaring her anyways. She climbed the stairs up to the cabin. Honestly the first thing she did was take a picture of it. Jesus christ.

It was huge.

Massive.

Kat snickered. Before she took another picture. She quickly got up to the doorway before going inside. The oak wood of the door was heavy and well made. The nicely carved crow engraved on it was beautiful. She snapped a picture.

She went through the entryway with the kitchen to the left. To the open living room area. The couch and TV faced each other but the side was fully glass. It went all the way up to the high open ceiling. She took another picture.

She giggled a little before turning around to the spiral wire starecase. It led to the second floor balcony that overlooked the living room. She walked past it into the smaller hallway. There were 3 doors. A guest bedroom, a bathroom room and a master bedroom. She took a quick pic of the bathroom and guest room.

Simple, small and took a quick look at the master. It had a bathtub visible from the extra large king bed. They would have to use that. She snapped a picture.

Her ears twitched as she heard the heavy front door close. She ran out the door and skipped down the stairs. She made it down to the bottom just as her husband showed up. Her husband. She kissed him quickly as she skipped past him. She could hear him laugh and snapped a picture of him as she started up the stairs.

She looked around for a moment before finding the door that led to the back patio. Outside was a large deck that connected the trail to the nearby lake. She couldn't exactly see it in the darkness but she could see the little sign. She snapped a pic.

She moved to the railing as she shoved the phone in her pocket. A soft breeze wafted through and she looked up at the stars. Wow. She didn't notice how long she stood out there until she heard the familiar weight behind her. His footsteps had cadence, she could always recognize it. She felt his arms wrap around her middle from the back.

He looked up with her, a satisfied hum against her back.

"Thank you," she heard him say softly.

Her ear twitched. This was one of the few times she didn't know what he was talking about. "For?" She probed thinking he was going to tell her a stupid joke.

"For saying yes."

Kat could feel her eyes welling up again. God. It was just like the wedding all over again. She blinked rather quickly, bringing her hands up to wipe her eyes.

"Thank you for asking."

-☆-

Kat felt groggy as she was roused from her sleep. It wasn't alarms but the soft sun beams. Her face scrunched up and she could feel the soft cushion she lay on move in a fit of small laughter. There was movement as Cream slid from beneath her. Rather than lay on his chest, she was now on his arm. She groaned in protest. At least he was blocking the sun but now she wasn't as comfortable. Guess she was awake now.

"Good morning, Mr. Moloko," she said after a sigh, but she kept her eyes closed.

"Good morning, Mrs....." he trailed off.

Kat's ear twitched. She slowly peeked an eye at him. He was red faced, his ears just as bright as they were doing that wiggling thing. He seemed flustered. She waited.

"Good morning, Mrs. M-Moloko," he finally finished.

She closed her eyes before as she tried to control her giggling. This dork. This cute dork. She had to turn away, her shoulders were shaking.

"Hey, c'mon! I'm not used to it yet!" He defended.

Kat couldn't stop, even as he rolled her over. He instantly attacked her and she let out a fake scream. The little tussle ended rather quickly as it turned into a barrage of kissing. Hands sliding under Cream's flannel that she was wearing. Her hands in return very quickly dived past the elastic of his matching pajama pants. He inhaled sharply against her mouth.

Oh yeah she was going to give him the best--

She jumped slightly as there was a loud knock on the door. Most likely the front door. Cream didn't jump but he stiffened. She could see his eyebrows furrow.

"Nobody should be up here, right?" She asked slowly. She wasn't sure of what the time was. They had stayed up pretty late... finalizing that marriage and all.

Cream paused. "Right." He said very curtly. He only did that when he was thinking. Probably because it didn't make any sense. They weren't on the main road. They weren't even close.

He got up and Kat followed. He turned to her, as if to tell her to stay in the room but she frowned. He let out a small sigh. "At least stay behind me?"

She nodded. She could do that for him.

They made their way to the front. Cream peered through the window. Kat couldn't see around him, all she could glimpse was a green puffy vest. There was a pause before Cream opened the door.

The man on the other side was about a foot or two smaller than her husband. He had a growing bald spot and thin wire glasses. He looked like a typical middle aged hunter, minus the gun.

"Good morning! Hope I wasn't interrupting something," he smiled as he glanced at Kat behind Cream. Kat crossed her arms from the breeze being let through.

Cream moved to block his sight. "Can I help you?" He spoke rather evenly.

The man kept the same toothy smile. "Oh just being a friendly neighbor. Saw yall pull up last night. You guys renting or buying," he said as though he was telling a great joke, "or are you the...uhh airbnb type?"

Cream didn't respond for a moment. "Something like that," he said, not confirming or denying anything, "quite a long way for a neighbor to say hello." Just from his cadence, Kat could tell his smile was forced.

"Well we're neighborly around here!"

"Even to rents and airbnb types?"

The man huffed a laugh. "Well ya know the safest communities stick together so you know. Just wanna see who will be in the area with us is all...."

Cream didn't respond.

"Staying long?"

"Probably."

Yikes.

The man didn't even seem bothered. He shrugged knowing the conversation was over. He turned to walk off before doubling back. "Oh and just a word of advice," he said with a finger gun, "make sure ya lock ya doors at night. Hehe. Lot of bear attacks lately."

Cream always locked everything. He was paranoid. But what a statement. Didn't creep her the fuck out at all. Christ.

Cream closed the door after that, locking it as well. He didn't seem less tense at the action, his hand still on the lock. Kat very quickly came up behind him.

"So, what are we thinking," she said, trying to make a joke, "hills have eyes or more strangers type?"

She could see the smile crack on his face. "If we're lucky, neither," he said only him to let out a sigh, "I should have brought my gun"

"I don't think TSA would have liked that," she said, resting her chin on his shoulder. She could feel him actually laugh at that.

Note: might continue this but probably not.