“Darling, what…?”

“Shhhh.”

You linked your fingers together, wordlessly guiding her to the bathroom, where you only lit the smallest of lights, giving it a relaxed, warm atmosphere.

You let the water run, slowly filling up the tub as you dropped one of the bath bombs in, letting the fragrant smell of herbs mix within the steam before once again turning to Marilyn.

You slowly brought your hands to her blouse, popping one button open after the other, then delicately pushing the cloth off her shoulders, exposing the pale, freckled skin. You threw the shirt in the hamper, quickly followed by her bra.

Unable to resist, you pressed a kiss to her collarbone, and she shivered as your hands run against her sides, leaving goosebumps in their wake until they finally reached the waistband of her jeans, toying with the button for a handful of moments before you finally unfastened it, pulling the zipper down as well.

You dropped in a crouch, tugging the denims down with you, until they were pooling around her ankles, and you were face to face with her striped underwear.

“Darling…” You looked up at her breathless plea, to see her wide, beautiful eyes partially hidden by her glasses that were starting to fog up, her mouth slightly open, her chest heaving. She jerkily removed her glasses setting them on the nearby counter, drinking in your figure, kneeling at her feet like she was a goddess and you her worshipper.

You smiled up at her, hooking your fingers in the elastic of her underwear and pulling on it without breaking eye contact, until she was able to step out of the pile of her discarded clothes, an artwork comparable to Botticelli’s Venus.

You wanted nothing more than kiss up her calf, hitch her leg up to your shoulders and just dive into her, but this wasn’t about you. Tonight was all about her. So you stood back up and held her hand as she stepped into the warm water of the tub and lied down in it, a satisfied groan leaving her lips as she let the tiredness of the day melt away bit by bit.

“I’m going to set a few things up, you stay here and relax, dearest.”

When you came back, she had abandoned her head against the border of the tub, her fingers lightly playing with the bubbles in the bath as she muttered a song to herself, her hair splayed in a red halo around her.

“Would you like me to wash your hair, sweetheart?”

She nodded, her eyes coming up to meet yours, unfocused. You could get lost for days in those swirling brown pools. She was mesmerizing.

You let warm water run from the faucet, careful not to let it fall into her eyes, then you proceeded to squeeze a dollop of her shampoo on your hands, and started massaging it into her scalp, loving how she instinctually melted against your touch, a sigh leaving her lips. You lathered her lengths, rinsed, and repeated the motions.

You helped her stand and rinsed the soap off her body, before offering her your hand to hold onto as she stepped out of the tub. You lost no time in wrapping her in the fluffiest towels you had, enveloping her in a hug as you did so.

“Thank you for taking care of me.” She whispered to you, her mouth warm on your ear.

“I’m only getting started, sweetheart.” You murmured back, tightening your arms around her. You waited for her to wrap her hair in an old t-shirt, as she usually did, then once again you grasped her hand, leading her to your bedroom.

You had lit a scented candle, and low, soothing music was playing from the speakers.

“Wow.” She breathed, taking in the low, colored lights and the whole atmosphere. “All of this…for me?”

“Of course, dearest. You deserve to be pampered.” Standing behind her, you unwrapped the towels, letting them fall to the ground unceremoniously and once again you were amazed at how beautiful her body was in all of her dips and plains and valleys and all the little details that made her…her.

“Go lie on your front for me, sweetheart.” You instructed her softly. She complied, turning her head sideways on the pillow to be able to watch you as you coated your hands with scented oil.

You started the massage at her feet, firmly enough so as not to trigger her ticklishness as you ran your thumbs along the arch, allowing them to relax after a whole day of standing. You then moved to the ankles, slowly inching up the calves and the back of her thighs. She sighed into the pillow, and you had to fight all of your instincts in order not to get distracted by the soft curve of her ass. There would be time later for that, if she wasn’t too tired. You moved up to straddle her thighs in order to reach her lower back, and the feel of your body pressed against her turned her sigh into a soft moan.

You paused to apply more oil, before digging your thumbs deep into her lower back muscles, her moans growing louder the more weight you put behind your hands.

“Is it too much, sweetheart?”

“God, no. It’s…oh…it’s perfect.”

You loved to see how sensitive she was to your ministrations, how slowly but surely you worked your way through all of the knots in her back, until you were basically lying on top of her, massaging the base of her neck. Once you were satisfied with your handiwork, you pulled back, pressing a kiss to the back of her head. She whimpered, already missing the warm weight of your body on top of her.

“I’ll be there in a sec, love.”

You covered her with the duvet, brought the towel back to the bathroom, and then joined Marilyn under the covers. She hadn’t moved an inch, but as soon as your head hit the pillow beside her, her warm chocolate eyes blinked open and she smiled, a soft, placid smile that made her look like a totally different person from the stressed-out teacher that had entered through the door earlier.

She brought her hand up to cup your cheek, and slowly scooted over so she could kiss you, her lips slowly mapping your own, pulling your bottom lip between her teeth to suck on, then releasing only to lazily lick all over it, before moving her tongue to yours, tangling with it with no fight. You kissed like that for quite some time, feeling as if the whole world had stopped in its motion, taking the time to explore each other.

At some point she pulled away slightly, to look at you with all of her love for you making her eyes shine in the semi-darkness of your room.

“I am so lucky to have you, darling.” She whispered against your lips, before recapturing them in a kiss, not leaving you any room to tell her that her that you were the lucky one between the two, to be allowed to care for her when she was at her lowest.

“Oh, and also,” she nibbled at your lower lip once again before finishing her sentence, “you are wearing way too many clothes.”

Sindel (Evil)

-Will definitely mock you the first time she sees them.

-Seriously? What in the hells are those ridiculous headgear? Are you blind, peasant!?

-But as your relationship deepens, the queen will see the item as another way to decorate her pet. Demanding her designers to fit you new pairs, ones that she approves of. If you have to have them on, they damn well better look good at least.

-Ah, now you look like a lady worthy of marrying into the royal bloodline!

-Sindel will definitely always use your glasses to her advantage if the two of you ever spar. She’s not above knocking them right off your face, so be careful.

-Though on the bright side, she’ll never damage them, after all, she handpicked those herself!

Skarlet

-Ah, something similar to her goggles? No, these don’t keep sand out of your eyes….

-She definitely finds them elegant, especially if they’re red.

-Definitely a bit confused why you have such things, at first glance they seem to have no purpose.

-When you explain that they are to help you see, she laughs, “Ah, darling if you wanted to see without them, I could very easily use blood magic to fix your eyes”

-You respectfully decline the offer.

Frost

-Ugh, you look ridiculous.

-I won’t lie, Frost has definitely bullied people over glasses before, and you’re no exception.

-They’re a weakness. They tell the enemy EXACTLY where you’re weak. They make you vulnerable.

-Just get contacts, Jesus.

-Guess she’ll just have to protect you. Well, not like any idiots are going to attack the true grandmasters girlfriend.

-You will still be bullied.

Tanya

-Shes seen these before, they help humans see, correct?

-Will think they’re cute.

-Oooo, do they come in other colors? You should get pair in yellow!

-Rain will definitely point a few jabs your way, but after the third time Tanya kicks him to the ground, he’ll learn to shut the hell up.

-Will always drag you to events wearing them. She wants everyone to see her earthrealm lover and her exotic fashion taste!

-“Calm down Tanya, they aren’t that special. There’s literal Billions who wear them on earthrealm.”

-“Yes, well there happens to be only one wearing them on outworld!”

Mileena

-Let’s be real here, Mileena is a girly girl.

-As soon as she sees them she wants to try them on!

-Ooo so pretty! She looks like such a lady!

-Will practically beg you to get them in pink. Oh! And with little gems on them! And make sure the pink is a really nice shade!

-Will practically squeal in delight if you oblige her request.

-Ahhh yes! So pretty!

-At one point, Shang Tsung offers to fix your sight with magic, but Mileena looked so disappointed when he offered, you just had to decline.

Sonya Blade

-Sonya definitely thinks glasses are a good look for you. They make you look intelligent.

-Shes a tough gal with blunt sense of humor so don’t be surprised when she calls your four eyes.

-Doesn’t mean any harm, just having a bit of fun but if she sees she upset you, she will apologize and avoid such remarks in the future.

-She will not play nice in sparring matches, don’t expect her to not aim for your glasses. She knows that’s a weak spot.

-Don’t worry, if she breaks a pair, she won’t hesitate to buy you a new one.

Jade

-Edenians are an extremely evolved race who are pretty much physically perfect so glasses are fairly unheard of.

-Jade will definitely be curious, asking you lots of questions about them.

-Since she crafts her own weapons, expect to be gifted with stylized gold and green edenian steel glasses of her own design.

-Keep in mind you will have to go to your eye doctor to have them put in the proper lenses.

-But they look beautiful as fuck.

Kitana

-Again, glasses are completely unheard of in edenia, or really outworld in general so expect many inquiries about the strange object on your face.

-Don’t expect her to shy away from one or two good hearted jokes every now and then though. The princess just can’t help but poke a bit of fun at the strange new object.

-Kitana being the sugar mommy she definitely is, will love to have the royal smiths make multiple pairs just for you. She loves to pick them out for you when you are getting dressed.