Sier and Celes' Giant Honeymoon: Chapter 1

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"Sier! Look at this buffet!"

Celes cooed in delight. The night was young, and so were the newlyweds gathering for a bite to eat. This was Celes and Sier's first night as Mr and Mrs Fleurs, and they were ready to enjoy themselves properly, despite the odd looks they were getting from the other attendees. 

"No kidding!" Sier whistled. "Gotta say, your boss's wedding gift is... wow."

It must've been a strange look, for a man to marry a woman made entirely out of viscous slime. But they'd been dealing with those judging looks for years, and now, it simply bounced right off of them. 

"I know! Two weeks at a luxury villa? In the Flamingo Archipelago? It's a dream come true!" Celes laughed, her body jiggling with her laughter. She took his hand, and dragged him along the tables.

They were husband and wife now—there was nothing more that would get in the way of their mutual happiness. And they certainly looked the part of a dorky, happily wedded couple. Celes was absolutely glowing in her lavender sundress that hugged her curves just right. Sier brought a tiki tacky luau shirt and sandals along for the ride, relishing the casual dress code. 

There was an incredible assortment, carefully crafted by expert cooks. There was seafood, prime rib, salad, a myriad of cocktails and fruit punches, not to mention the fully decked dessert table. It was utterly decadent, and it all basked under the awnings of a starlit sky, draped over a white, sandy beachfront. 

The patio was a perfect fit for the picturesque landscape; Sier and Celes, both from humble beginnings, were utterly floored by the luxury afforded to them. 

"Omigosh, look at the little pastries! ...O-oh, I shouldn't have too many, I should watch my weight..." Celes mentally flip-flopped, her hand hovering over the selection. 

"Aww, c'mon Celes," Sier nudged her gently, chuckling as he did. "We're married now. You gotta indulge yourself!"

"...You think so?" Celes stirred slightly, her eyes darting to the side. "I don't wanna get, well, really fat or anything..."

"Don't worry. I'm not going anywhere." Sier winked. "I'll put on all the pounds right beside you. And then we can go exercise it all off together. Sound good?"

"...Sounds like a deal to me." Celes smiled warmly, and began filling her plate with all sorts of things that wouldn't belong together in any meal. It looks like she was going for one, sometimes two of everything...

"You really can't find a lot of this stuff back home! I mean, I love the fishcakes back at the docks in Agnes, you remember those?" Celes was getting chatty, turning to Sier. "Oh, m-maybe we can put in a request!"

"Hehe, maybe! Still, I wanna get a taste of that braised swordfish." Sier moved to help himself. Still, he knew to give Celes a wide berth. Her hair tendrils were stretching all around the tables and, like extra pairs of hands, grasped the tools and helped to fill her plate with heaping amounts of the good stuff in no time at all.

"Y-you know we can go back for seconds, right?" Sier laughed.

"Well, yeah, but, it's fresh right now, right?" Celes mused. "Let's go find a table with a view of the beach!"

"Hmmm... I think I see a free spot near the end there. I'll meet you there, gonna go claim dibs." Sier' eyes narrowed as he hurried along. Celes looked over, only to see Sier's back facing her as it disappeared into the crowds.

"...ah..."

Celes quietly decided she was almost done with another cursory look around the area. However, her eyes landed on one particular item in the fruit section. It was large, round, firm...

...Celes quietly hatched a little plan, grinning devilishly to herself as she approached the counter.

"Hey, these are extra, right? How much would it be to purchase one? ...Okay, here~"

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After getting their food, Celes and Sier regrouped at a small table out on the sand. The full moon in the sky reflects in the lapping waves below. They were alone to appreciate the view.

"...Waterfront property is really expensive, huh?" Celes mused aloud. 

"Huh? Where'd that come from?" Sier wondered.

"It's a nice view. I was wondering... what it might take to wake up to something like that forever." Celes mused dreamily. 

"Well, we'd have to save up for it, for one... and maybe win the lottery, that'd be a good step in the right direction." Sier commented, scratching his neck. 

Silence fell on the both of them.

"Sorry, we don't really have a lot of money..." Sier apologised, his hands clasping around a coconut cup.

"No, no, it's, it's not like that, it's just... a fun little fantasy." Celes smiled reassuringly. "I know money's tight. It's why we kept the wedding small, right?"

"Right, right... bit of a hurdle, getting the families introduced and all." Sier smirked. "Including your birth family and your monster family..."

"Aw, your mom was a really good sport about it! I think everyone got along well enough..." Celes took a sip of her drink. "It was... it was really incredible."

"I could do without having a literal dragon come down to lecture me..." Sier chuckled. "She said if I broke your heart, she'd... reduce me to cinders..." Sier tried to play it off, but the concern in his voice was palpable. 

"Awww, she was probably kidding!" Celes chimed in. "...Ah, who am I kidding. Mrs Yueguang isn't much of a joker..."

Another bout of awkward silence.

"...I guess you shouldn't go disappointing her or anything." Celes giggled. "No pressure~"

"Yeah. No pressure." Sier nodded. "I'm glad I get to spend the rest of my life with you."

"...Well. Not just with me." Celes smirked, trying to keep her cool. Sier looked over to see whatever the fuss Celes was making was about...

She was patting her belly. It had rounded out, gently stretching the fabric of her dress. She was smiling giddily. 

"I am eating for two now~" Celes smirked.

"...That's a watermelon, Celes." Sier muttered, an eyebrow perked up.

"Whaaaat!? No, it's... okay. You got me..."

Celes sighed, rolling her eyes as she pulled up her dress. Nestled on top of her belly was a large watermelon, fit for a couple. 

"How'd you figure it out?" Celes wondered.

"Just a hunch. The watermelons they were selling up front were the perfect size..." Sier looked it over. "Looks delicious tho. It's ripe! Maybe we can smash it open?"

"...Hehe. That's a thing they do on the beach. Let's see if we can find a club!" Celes hoisted the watermelon as she rose to her feet.

"M, maybe let me do the smashing, though. You get a little, um..." 

"...?" Celes gave Sier a curious look, quietly urging him to finish his thought.

"...You got a really strong arm for this sort of thing! And, well, it'd be nice, if there was, um... any of the melon left behind." Sier muttered, prodding his fingers together. Even if he was the taller of the two of them, he kind of wanted to slink away into a hole.

Celes' eyebrows furrowed slightly. "...But I'm gentle, and delicate too..."

"Well, generally, but... n-nevermind, there's a spot over there!" Sier tried to run away from this conversation.

"Hey! We aren't done here, Mister Fleurs!" Celes blinked, her boots hitting the sand as she tried to give chase... which was a bit of a chore, considering she was straddling a heavy watermelon in her arms. 

Her arm stretched forward like an elastic band as the other cradled the watermelon, reaching for Sier's legs. She managed to trip him up, sending him face first towards the beach with a whump. He got sand all up in his hair, and face, and ears... he exhaled with a huff, trying to blow some of it aside. 

"...?" Sier felt himself being dragged along the sandy beach, feeling Celes' hand wrapped around his ankle. She pulled him closer and closer, until their bodies met in the middle. Celes' hand danced up the side of his leg, further and further up along his body, across his chest, until she gently prodded his cheek.

Sier blushed intensely. Celes had crawled on top of him, and her shapely curves hugged his rather skinny figure quite well. 

"...You don't think I'm gentle?" Celes scooched a little closer, their heads meeting in the middle. While the cover of night afforded them some privacy, Sier wondered about the kinds of germs one could find in the sand on a beachfront. Still, thoughts like those provided only a temporary distraction from the hungry look in Celes' eyes. 

"That's not it at all, Celes," Sier smiled, parting some of her hair. Sand had its own way of attaching itself to Celes' slimy features, but it did nothing to dampen her radiant smile.

"...you're the most gentle woman I've ever known." 

Celes giggled. Sier was such a sap sometimes. She carefully brushed some of the sand off of Sier's cheek. 

"Not even your mom?" Celes chided Sier, her hair tendrils playfully dancing in the air. Sier's eyes glanced upwards, as if to ponder the notion.

"Well, it's not a contest or anything..." Sier chuckled. 

Crunch!

For a brief moment, a splattering sound interrupted the sound of silence. While Sier's attention had been focused on Celes, her hair tendrils had gotten to work on cracking open the watermelon. 

One of her tendrils dangled a piece of fruit, bringing it to Sier's mouth.

"Say ah~" Celes cooed, prodding the corner of Sier's lips with a chunk of watermelon. He resisted for a moment, still blushing at what Celes was trying to do, before playing along. 

"...Mm... s'good." Sier nodded, his eyes lighting up. 

"Hehe." Celes giggled as she took a bite from the piece herself. "Perfectly portioned too... you're gonna help me finish it all off, right?"

"Well, of course," Sier smiled. "It's our baby, after all."

"Pfft, Sier...!" Celes cackled, slipping off him to sit at his side. One of her hair tendrils slipped behind him, wrapping around his far shoulder, and pulled him a little closer. She rested her head on his shoulder, her hands bringing the crushed watermelon snugly between them.

Alone on the tropical beachfront, the two of them enjoyed a relaxing night together of indulgence and shared company. It was their first night as a pair of newlyweds... and they never wanted it to end.