It had taken awhile, but after being caught and witheld for who knows how long by several people, Wufei had made it back to his room. Walking through the darkened room he sat down on the bed and started to strip.
Meiran watched as her husband undressed. Striping every piece of cloth from his body. She had seen him nude before, but never in these circumstances. Turning around he slipped into bed next to her.
Untieing the ponytails in her hair, he gently ran his fingers through the tick black strands, letting every thread glide over the carmel colored skin of his hands. Playful fingers played with the nightshirt she had on, as he pulled her closer to his own body, then was startled as she pushed him away.
"ONNA!! What the hell is wrong with you!?!?" He said in a hushed voice, in order to keep anyone else from knowing what they were doing.
"YOU ARE! What is that!?!??"
Wufei rolled his eyes at her, which earned him a glare. Throwing off the covers he got up and trudged to the other side of the room to flick the light switch on. Walking back to the bed, he stood in front of her, letting her see ever little detail of his body in the light.
"So what is it? What about me is so wrong that you have to push me away?" Wufei barked at her coldly.
Meiran just laid there staring at him. She was in shock. Never in a thousand nights would she have imagined that THAT part of him could grow to that size. Part of her wanted him to bed her right that instant, while the rest of her was scared that if he did he would hurt her.
Following her gaze he looked down at himself, standing erect. Wufei was in no terms "big" by means of men, but was a healthy size for a boy his age. Looking back at her with a confusing look he said, "Are you worried about this?" He pointed down at his own organ.
Her gaize never left his crotch as she nodded an affirmative. Sighing at this, Wufei slowly turned and sat next to her on the bed. She looked up into his eyes to find soft pools of black ink staring back at her.
So caught up in her husbands eyes, she was startled when he grasped her wrist.
{Let me remind you, Meiran is a warrior. She calls herself Nataku. How do YOU think she's going to take this??}
Gasping as the sudden touch, Meiran quickly tried to jerk her arm away to punch him straight in the face, BUT!!!..... His grip held tight. Loosely enough to keep from making it uncomfortable, but tight enough to keep her from putting every last bit of martial art know how in her mind to work.
Bringing her hand up to his chest, he laid it palm open with the fingers slightly spread. Moving his own hand down from her wrist to overlap hers, Wufei slowly started pushing theirs combined fingers down the seemingly endless expanse of bronze skin.