Author's note: hello! Ramadan is over, so I'm back! I've also been editing the heck out of REACH. Like, i bumped up the decade to the 1950s and the circumstances of Roy's accident...maybe I'll upload it someday? Anyway, back to the 1920s!

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"Sex before marriage is a myth. I'll fight anyone who questions me." MacKenzie wasted no time in getting Roy onto the bed and hanging the do not disturb sign on the door handle. She studied herself in the mirror as Roy began to unbutton his shirt.

God you're so pretty I could throw up.

"Well, we are married, MacKenzie," Roy said quietly, grinning. He leaned over and put his hands on MacKenzie's hips before pulling her over and falling back.

She giggled and kissed Roy on the forehead. "Yeah we are, aren't we."

MacKenzie stood up and wiggled out of her dress with a happy dance. She gleefully flirted, Roy's face almost as red as MacKenzie's lipstick, and lunged on top of him.

"Hey wait," Roy said quietly as MacKenzie proceeded to kiss his neck. "I wanna try somethin'. I wanna try being on top."

MacKenzie pulled away and was beaming. "What was that?"

"I don't just have to lie there all paralyzed and useless during sex. I have great upper body strength."

Roy turned onto his side and pinned MacKenzie's wrists to the bed. She slid beneath him and moaned in excitement. In one gentle pull their skin touched, the sparks in Roy's nervous system burning and tingling like a firecracker going off in a metal cage.

"This time I'm in control," Roy growled quietly.  "I am going to drive you absolutely insane and then stop. I'll do it again and again until you beg me to finish and then..." MacKenzie dug her nails into Roy's back as the world began to melt away. "I won't." Every kiss, every bite, every thrust, had a raw intensity that continued to grow as their heart rates became faster. "I'm just going to do every single naughty thing to you until your mind and body explode."

"I...I love you."

You make me feel whole. I'm not half a man when I'm with you. The world seems so small when you're in my arms. No storm can put out our candle. There is a light that never goes out.

"May the bridges we burn together light our way."

Here's to our future.