Lance and Anna were in their hotel room on the first night of their honeymoon. When they looked out the window, all was quiet below their room and from all of Equestria, or at least what they could see of Equestria.

Nazi-boy, as far as Anna was concerned, was completely naked. He was just covered under the blankets from the chest down. His head lay on his pillow, an expression of pure bliss on his face. A single lamp illuminated the room, and it was next to the bed. Anna was only in her undergarments, a nervous grin etched on her lips.

"We're still noobs at this, right?" Anna asked, turning her head to Lance.

"Yeah." Lance shuddered, turning his head to his wife. His arms wrapped around her shoulders and pulled her close, the feeling of cloth teasing his bare skin. Anna, in turn, wrapped her own arms around him with a grin on her face. Both humans were blushing deeply, their eyes being forced to stay in place as if they refused to do as told.

"So, um, yeah..." Lance said with a bit of a chuckle, "Who starts?"

Anna kissed him on the lips, her arms forcing him into a hug. Lance was quite shocked with Anna's ambition as his arms responded by pulling her closer to his nude body. Their tongues delicately dueled for a mere moment before the kiss was broken, a single, slender strand of saliva bridging the gap. Both were panting, but neither seemed to notice it.

I never knew I had feelings for Anna until after Chrysalis broke her... Lance recalled in the back of his mind. Maybe I did know before then, but....perhaps I rejected it in envy of Matt. No matter. I have Anna now.

Lance was cold to me....and yet caring. The cold went away when I awoke to him kissing me. Anna remembered. Maybe, he was mad at something?

"Anna?" Lance asked with a moan in his tone.

"Yes, dear?" Anna answered, a hint of shock in her voice.

"I didn't mean to startle you." Lance replied, "But were we in a trance?"

"Seems so." Anna answered sheepishly, a slight blush on her face. Lance kissed her once more, and their tongues dueled once again. His hand went to her midsection and then under her blouse, gingerly stroking her backside with the tips of his fingers. He moved with a sort of a pattern--first a circle, then back and forth, and then an erratic triangle before repeating from the circle.

The kiss was once more broken, this time their lips were gleaming with saliva.

Lance is so gentle... Anna thought as a soft moan escaped her throat. His hand slid under her arm and onto her breast.

Anna is so soft... Lance thought as he used his other hand to pull the archer closer to him. He kept massaging her breast with his right hand.

"Laaaaaaaaaaaance" Anna whined.

"Yes?" Lance asked, taken aback by the sudden worrisome complaint.

"What are you going to do to me?" Anna asked.

Holy shit. Lance thought, realizing he had an erection, I may have to give her an in-depth explanation. Either that or let my second head speak for itself.

"W-Well..." Lance stuttered, his erection now pestering him for attention, "Would you mind if I showed you what I am gonna do?"

"I wouldn't." Anna answered sheepishly, another blush on her face.

Lance put both of his hands on her shoulders and gently turned her belly-up. He then threw the blanket off of the bed while simultaneously throwing himself on top of Anna. His hands moved to her thighs and grasped her underwear. His head was above her stomach, and he had quite the grin if Anna said so herself. With a nod from his wife, he removed the soft obstacle from her body, leaving it hanging onto her left ankle. Her knees hit each other shakily at a steady pace.

"You nervous?" Lance asked as his hands were placed on her knees and spread them apart just a hare.

"Y-Yeah..." Anna answered with a shaky nod.

Lance spread Anna's legs the rest of the way and slid an index finger along her stomach. He moved his finger in a circle around her bellybutton before moving it below.

Anna felt a jolt of pleasure as two fingers began moving up and down her labia. The rubbing stopped briefly before another set of fingers joined the first. She started to moan as the fingers began sliding in and out of her nethers (the clit if we're being nit-picky).

I never thought she'd be this tight.... Lance thought with a grin, I'm a really lucky bastard right now.

This feels so good. I don't want it to stop... Anna thought as she kept moaning, I hope I don't tire out soon.

"You're close, Anna. I can tell by the way you pant." Lance said as he kept sliding his fingers in and out. "Your moaning is music to my ears."

"Lance--ohh!--don't stop!" Anna yelped in pleasure, "I want more!"

Lance quickened his pace, another grin etched on his lips as he listened to his 'music.'

Laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaance! Anna cried as her eyes scrunched shut, her hands clutching the bedsheets tightly as a new substance found itself between her legs--right where Lance had slid his fingers out. The substance quickly soaked into the bedsheets as the archer looked up and saw the Nazi lift his head and lick his fingers.

Lance grinned once more as he put both hands just above the archer's shoulders. He leaned over, his back arched sharply. Their lips met yet again, and so did their tongues. Anna could taste the faint hint of fresh herbs as their tongues danced about.

His hands moved to her thighs once more as his lips broke away and he started to gently nibble on her neck. Her hands found themselves on his shoulders as something much larger than his fingers pushed itself into her nethers again. Anna gasped for a second before moaning again. Lance began licking her neck, moving his hands under her blouse again. His hips slowly backed down and then returned to meet her thighs.

The blouse was removed with ease as Lance's hands started squeezing her breasts. He kept his hips moving with a steady rhythm. His arms wrapped themselves around her once more as he stopped moving his hips with a grin.

In an instant, Anna suddenly found herself on top of Lance, her legs opened and next to his closed legs. Her hands were still on his shoulders as the Nazi began panting himself. His hands had returned on her breasts, a smile etched on his lips as he nodded.

"Lance...you're so sweet." Anna cooed as her hips started to move up and down.

"Anna, I can--oh!--say the same about you." Lance panted as he relished the feeling of his erection being fixed at last.

Anna kept moving with her own rhythm, soft moans being the only noise from her mouth. She started panting once more before leaning in for a kiss. Lance thrust his hips up as Anna's came back down. Anna, taking notice of this, picked up her pace, breaking the kiss in the process.

Lance's hands moved to Anna's shoulders, grasping them tightly. He felt so much pleasure already, but his body mocked him. He thrust again as nature woman went faster. He started moaning as Anna's own moans grew more audible.

"Anna," Lance started, only to be cut off by her lips kissing his. It lasted for only a second before Anna broke away and stopped her movements altogether.

"I know what you want. I'll fix if in a jiffy." Smiled the archer as she resumed her pace. This time, however, she quickened the pace to unbelievable speeds (thanks to her casting Reflex during the kiss).

Aaaaaaaaaaaannnaaaa!!! Lance hollered as his body obeyed him for once, an audible splurt sounding as Anna stopped abruptly, panting in exhaustion. Lance looked up at Anna, and she looked at him with a warm grin. She suddenly fell onto him as if her arms went numb. Lance wrapped his arms around his wife as another smile crossed his lips. He was about to drift off into sleep had Anna not spoken up.

"Lance..." Anna said in her complaining tone of voice.

"Yeah?" Lance asked with a yawn.

"Would you mind terribly if I were in a maid outfit next time?" Anna asked as she nuzzled Lance.

The thought almost invoked a nosebleed from the Nazi. "No. That'd be great, actually." Lance replied with a hint of a chuckle.

Anna smiled and they kissed yet again. The kiss was broken as Lance used his sword to hoist the blanket over them, being careful not to cut Anna. He then uncharismatically dropped the sword onto the ground and returned his hand to Anna's backside. He did feel wet and his erection did cease, though what mattered here was that he and Anna were happy.

"I love you." Lance whispered.

"I love you too, my precious soldier." Anna cooed before snuggling on his body and falling asleep.

Lance smiled warmly. He'd never been called a soldier before. It made him warm inside. He fell asleep with a grin knowing his wife truly did love him more than ever.