Chapter Text
Saying goodbye to her dad was tough, just as Uzi expected it to be. Quite a few tears were shed on both drones’ parts, and a couple of threats were sent N’s way. Once the servants had everything packed up for both parties, the two had to finally part.
“I’ll miss you, daddy.” Uzi whispered, holding Khan tight.
“I will too, sweetie.” He returned, his embrace just as tight on her.
After a few more seconds the two let go. Uzi quickly swiped away her tears, feeling a bout of embarrassment at them. Khan didn’t bother, only holding her shoulders and smiling.
“Don’t cause too much trouble while you’re down here, alright?” He asked.
“Come on, dad!” Uzi rolled her optics. “I’m not a little kid anymore!”
“I know, but I’m your father, and I’ve known you all your life! I know how you get.” He returned.
Uzi only grumbled back, averting her gaze as her visor went slightly flush. Khan only chuckled, finally releasing her fully.
“Make sure to visit sometime, okay?” Khan asked.
“Of course, dad. You know I will.” Uzi told him, smiling back again.
“Have fun on your honeymoon, Uzi.” He bade farewell, turning to hop onto the fancy Hell carriage.
“Be safe! And don’t try stealing my dad’s soul, Demon Drones!” Uzi called after both him and to the demons.
The door was closed after Khan got inside. He and Uzi waved one last time to each other through the window, the carriage soon traversing onto a portal symbol. In a pillar of fire-colored light, Khan returned to the mortal realm.
Uzi stared after the light, even as it faded and shrunk. N came up behind her, holding her shoulders and bringing her close.
“Are you alright?” He asked her quietly, resting his mouth in the crook of her neck, his wings wrapping comfortingly around her.
“Yeah, yeah…” Uzi nodded, swiping away more tears. “Just-… Gonna have to get used to him not being around now.” She added.
N nodded, pulling her into him tighter.
“Why don’t we start getting everything ready? It might take your CPU off it.” He offered.
“Okay.” Uzi nodded, a hand resting on one of his arms.
Getting everything ready for their departure to their honeymoon vacation home was easy. Getting in the car and having the chauffeur drive off was a piece of cake. Arriving about two hours later to their fancy home in the peaceful tundra that is the Treachery Ring was a good distraction.
N and Uzi tossed all their bags, which really weren’t many, into their room. Vehemus had come along, all his work up in the mortal realm being rewarded with a nice vacation.
“Isn’t this place great, Sugarplum?!” N asked, stretching his arms and wings while standing on the back porch.
“It’s not bad.” Uzi replied, leaning on the grey wood railing.
“Awww, come on! Surely you think it’s better than that!” N said, latching onto her from the side.
“I’ve only been here for about an hour! I don’t exactly have an opinion on it!” Uzi laughed, trying to push her husband off her.
“Okay, fair enough.” N relented. “But I can give you tour of the place!” He offered.
“Mmmm… Alright.” Uzi agreed.
N led her back into the house. He showed her the spacious living room, the large kitchen, the nice dining room, and the simple morning room. And upstairs N showed his wife the two bedrooms, the bathrooms, and the small recreation room.
“I assume everything was cleaned before we got here?” Uzi asked, walking into their bedroom.
“It is.” N nodded, walking behind her and making sure to close the door.
“And we’re here for what? Seven days, right?” She then asked, standing just before the bed and feeling the soft sheets.
Uzi would then yelp as she was pushed front-first onto them, N leaning over her back. One arm wound around her waist, while his other hand slid down along it.
“That we are~” N told her in a much lower octave, right next to her audial. “Just seven days of you and me. Alone.” He added, pressing sweetened smooches to her neck.
“R-Robo-Jesus, N! We just got here!” Uzi said, her hands barely keeping her from being pressured between N’s frame and the mattress.
“So?” N asked back. “Maybe I’ve got some jitters, ones that need a little ‘activity’ in order to calm down.” He said with a sly look.
“S-Sure you do.” Uzi huffed, her visor going increasingly flush.
“And I think it’s going to take seven days of private ‘action’ before they wear off~” N whispered, giving a small buck.
Yup.
Uzi should’ve seen this coming.
N really wasn’t kidding when he said he’d spend all seven days ‘getting rid of his jitters’. At least once every day the two would end up on the floor, couch, bed, or wherever else there was a flat, stable spot to lie on.
Their breaks would come in the form of meals, walking Vehemus, basking in the chilled winds, or even making desserts. Sometimes they’d go shopping in the small nearby towns, too.
This hour, N had finally decided to give themselves a rest by making brownies and a few other desserts.
“I’m going to go on a whim and say you do this often?” Uzi asked, mixing some batter while N made his from scratch.
“I do!” N smiled as his tail wagged. “It’s fun baking! And all the sweet treats are tasty, too! Not to mention how they bring my oil sugar up.” He added, pouring his batter into a cupcake tray.
“Do you leave the cleaning to the kitchen staff?” Uzi asked with a teasing smirk.
“No!” N cried back in offense. “Well, s-sometimes…” He then added quietly, turning away.
Uzi laughed, N only returning it with a pout.
“As if you wouldn’t do the same!” N exclaimed in offense.
Uzi only continued to laugh, placing her free forearm on the counter for support. N only growled, his candy wing blades twitching. In retaliation, N flicked some of the batter onto his wife. She shrieked, not expecting the sudden speckles.
She turned to her husband, staring. She then did the same thing back, though she smeared a whole bunch of it on his face. N cried out, though there was a smile on his face.
A lot of batter and icing was wasted as the two covered the other in it. And of course, N being N, the only way he’d let Uzi clean herself was for him to do it for her.
The third day consisted of plenty of ‘sun’ bathing on the arctic shore. Vehemus splashed around in the chilled waved, kicking snow up as he ran across the shoreline. N and Uzi stuck to the blanket and fire pit set up nearby.
“You know, I never thought I’d see a snowy beach.” Uzi commented, sipping from her drink. “I didn’t think they even existed.”
“Well, Hell works a lot differently than the mortal world.” N replied, a pair of sunglasses over his visor. “Since it’s always so hot and warm in the inner Rings, Demon Drones tend to come to the outer Rings to cool off for vacation.”
“I guess that makes sense…” Uzi mumbled.
“But hey, at least we’ve got this whole section of beach to ourselves!” N told her, rolling onto his side. “There’s no one to distract us and no work to take us away from each other!” He added, his tail wagging.
“That’s nice and all but it’s still just… Jarring, I guess.” Uzi replied, looking at the frosty expanse. “I’m just not used to the beach being made of snow and ice.”
“I could help you get used to it?” N offered, taking off his sunglasses.
“How so?” Uzi asked as she turned to him.
N scooted over until he sat next to the Cambion Drone. He brought her onto his lap, holding her waist and wrapping his wings around her. N didn’t say a thing as he pressed honeyed kisses to her neck and chest.
“O-Oh, so this is what you meant, huh?” Uzi asked, visor a little flush as N continued.
“What else would I mean?” He asked back with a smug smirk.
Uzi’s reply would only come in a surprised yelp as N pushed themselves to the floor. Anything she attempted to say would be drowned out and substituted for moans and the sounds of deep kisses.
On the fourth day, Uzi said she wanted to do some shopping in the town. N said he’d stay at home, something about needing to walk Vehemus or such. Uzi didn’t question it, simply going out to browse and window shop.
While she got many stares as was becoming usual nowadays, Uzi had a good time while she was out. There wasn’t too much that caught her optic, but the place she sat down for a bite to eat was pretty good.
Though, upon getting back to the vacation home, Uzi could only stare on with a blank expression.
She knew she came back a bit late, with Hell dimming down much by now, but Uzi’s starting to think N’s taking this whole thing a bit far. Or perhaps too seriously is a better word.
He lied on his side, wearing nothing but a robe and holding a Hellflower between his teeth. Under him was a velvet blanket, the fireplace going and the lights turned off. Some candles, which Uzi could smell were all whipped raspberry-scented, sat aglow around the living room.
“Hey~-“ N spoke.
Uzi shut the door.
For once, Uzi was the one to start it this time. The kissing and the smooching, the rubbing and shifting, the sloppy make-out on their bed. She wasn’t sure just what compelled her to do it, maybe still getting used to Demon Drone powers or whatnot, but N certainly had no qualms about it.
He couldn’t when his Sugarplum was riding him so, her hair frazzled, her hips held tight in his clawed hands, their tails entwined, her moans permeating the air and helping to fill the silence with the quiet bounces of the mattress.
His own shoulders were littered with bite marks, his cotton candy hair sticking to the pillows, his wings twitching and fluttering, huffs escaping his vents, pastel yellow eye lights replaced by a candy heart image with the words ‘RIDE ME CRAZY’ on it.
There’s a candle from the other day lit in the room, making it smell like blueberries. It surely isn’t how they actually smell, by far, but it did make N go a little rougher with his Sugarplum as he pushed and pulled on her hips.
Uzi leaned down, smashing their lips together once more. N gladly reciprocated, taking a hand away from her side to hold her cheek. He slipped his tongue inside, Uzi miming him. The two exchanged both saliva and moans.
N’s black rock candy ram-like horns were grabbed by his wife, rubbing them in a revving motion. N heaved harder, such sensations driving him nuts.
Uzi pulled her head away and moaned loudly towards the wall as she felt that familiar warmth of Boston Cream filling inside her. N pushed down on her hips as much as he could, just so he could release everything as deep as he could.
Calming down once everything stopped, the two took some deep vents. Swallowing, N spoke.
“W-Want to keep going?” He asked with a smile.
“I’m not stopping until him satisfied, dammit.” Uzi returned, her visor so cutely flushed.
N’s grin only got wider. He flipped the two, switching their places.
“Say no more.” He told her.
Things became quiet as the session came to an end. N and Uzi lied on the bed, cleaned up and under the sheets. N held his wife close, spooning her tightly. Uzi held one of his arms with her hand, grip loose.
The candle had been blown out, the lights were off, Vehemus was… Somewhere, probably, and it was almost silent. It was a very peaceful night, and a great honeymoon, one which Uzi enjoyed very much.
Hell, she still couldn’t believe it. Being married. Going on a honeymoon. Becoming a Demon Drone. It’s all so… Unbelievable and impossible, especially for someone like her.
“Hey, Sugarplum?” N called quietly.
“Hm?” Uzi hummed back in acknowledgement.
“I love you.” He said, smiling as his optics were turned off.
“I love you too, N.” She returned.
“…”
“…”
More silence reigned within the room. Uzi was just about to fall into Sleep Mode when N spoke up again.
“I want an heir.”
Uzi’s optics snapped back on in an instant, eye lights hollowed and her tail’s eyes gone wide.