A boat waited for them at the docks. An enlarged canoe shaped structure made of shells and wood and green leaf sails. The ocean reflected all of the stars above their heads, making a sort of mirror of the galaxy surrounding them. As they stepped onto the boat, and sailed into the horizon away from the colony, Ezra had gently turned on the automatic rowers built into the side of the boat. The drifted gently away, the waves carrying them smoothly into the darkness.

When the colony was only a blip of light in the distance, Ezra stopped the rowers and anchored the large boat. Slowly, he turned to look at his beautiful wife. Mira sat there, gazing up at the sky where Akaari took up more than half of the view.

"It's so beautiful, even from another planet." The large, glowing sphere radiated with a soft purple and gold halo.

He held out has hand, and eased her back onto her feet. Gently, he pulled her face into his palms, and kissed her softly on the lips. He held her there for a long moment, letting himself get lost in his happiness. He knew she was his before the wedding. He knew she was going to stay and be his partner and his child's mother. But he had no idea how being officially married to her would feel. It was as if gravity had shifted, and his entire world—his entire galaxy was now pulled by her existence.

She was the strongest force he had ever felt, and he couldn't explain it—but it was as if science and logic no longer existed. He would destroy planets, or save them for her. If he could, he'd bottle up the entire universe and hand it over to her if that was what it took to make her happy. All he wanted was to never leave her side, and to spend the rest of their lives together—whether it be on Akaari, Zyoo, Earth, or on a ship drifting off in space. It didn't matter where they were, as long as they were together.

"It amazes me how much I love you," she whispered against his lips, their foreheads pressed together.

He smiled at her. "I love you more."

She gave him a look, but their love for each other took over their playful banter. She kissed him, lost in his lips and the feel of his fingers in her hair—as they backed up into the nose of the boat, where a small tent was built around wooden posts. Along the floor was a bed of soft brown and green blankets, purple fluffy pillows made from some plant from Akaari, and a series of the softest sheets from earth. They lowered together, Ezra underneath her as she sat on top of him.

He wanted to rip the dress from her body and kiss every inch of her exposed skin. But instead, he carefully worked at the buttons down her back. One by one, the dress became looser and looser until it was falling from her shoulders. Her breasts became exposed as she let the fabric fall around her waist.

Mira was not as gentle. She yanked apart his button up shirt, the seams busting as she ripped off his clothes hungrily. Once his upper body was as naked as hers, Ezra's mouth left her lips, and he trailed passionate kisses down the length of her jaw, over her neck and down to her chest. He gently pressed his lips against her nipples, flicking his tongue softly over the hardened center. Mira quivered at the sensation, her head falling back as she looked up at the top of the tent. She couldn't help it when her eyes began to roll and she closed them.

Suddenly, Ezra twisted them around. He laid her on her back for a moment, just long enough to slip off her dress. Then, once she was completely naked, he laid down beside her, spooning her from behind as he worked the clothes on his bottom half off.

They laid there for a moment, both completely naked with Mira in his arms. And slowly, he kissed her shoulder, and his hands ran down over her side—leaving the skin in his wake tingly and electrified. His fingertips grazed her hips, and sunk over the front of her body, dropping over her pelvis and down lower between her thighs.

She moaned in response, loving the sensation of his fingers rubbing her. As soon as she felt the moisture between her legs, he paused. He couldn't resist her for another second. He pulled her body closer, until her bottom was against his stomach, and slowly he entered her from behind.

He rocked sideways on the bed, keeping a slow and steady rhythm and Mira cradled into him, lost in how good it felt. She didn't move. She just let him have his way, and her fingers twisted with the sheets as she tried to keep still—so afraid that the pleasure would end if she moved the wrong way even slightly.

After several minutes, Ezra picked up speed, feeling himself build closer and closer. One hand held her breast, squeezing and massaging it just the way she liked. The other arm was on her waist, pulling her closer and closer—allowing him to go deeper and deeper.

The size of him filled her, and she slowly dared to reach down below, letting her fingers slip between her legs as he pushed in and out, faster and faster. She begin to work her fingers in the side to side motion, and she grew closer and closer right along with him. She could feel him growing and tensing inside her—becoming harder and hotter, really to fill her with his juices. This only turned her on more, as her moans grew uncontrollably loud.

They reached the edge together, and as Ezra came, he let out his own groan of pleasure, pulsating with sensitivity as he unloaded into her. The feeing of his warm cum filling her, his hard dick still inside her, and her fingers rubbing her clit put her over the edge too, and she leaned into him, the tip of him pushing even further into her as she climaxed.

They both laid there for a moment, unraveling in their pleasure and out of breath, until finally Mira built enough strength to ease her body away from him, but just enough so she could turn around and face him.

Their lips pressed together as Mira wrapped her arms around his side, and his hands found the small of her back, pressing her closer to him. They didn't say a word. They didn't need to. All they felt was the love they had for each other, and the love the other felt for them. They were swaddled in it, their own little galaxy of bliss.