[Biden Town Inn. Night Time.]

​Sunny collapsed on the bed, his muscles singing a weary tune from the long journey. He watched Josephine, who stood wrapped in a towel, a soft, knowing smile on her face as she prepared for the bath.

​"So, tomorrow the real work begins," Sunny began, his gaze distant as he stared at the ceiling. "Investigation, training... we need to understand the true lay of this land and what it will take to survive, let alone win."

​Josephine nodded, walking toward the bathroom. "Yes. We will focus on that tomorrow. For now..." She paused, her voice taking on a thoughtful lilt:

"...What do you think of the Qin siblings? The ones who showed us such hospitality."

​Sunny's eyes narrowed slightly, the business of being a king—or in this world, a burgeoning power—never truly leaving him. "They saw our strength. That's a powerful deterrent. They won't cross us; they'll seek alliance. That much is pragmatic." He shifted, turning his head to look at her.

"But trust is earned, not given. They will be looking for a crack, a weakness. We keep them close for information, for now, but we never lower our guard."

​Josephine slowly nodded, absorbing his strategic calculus. It was a clear demonstration of the careful, slightly paranoid mindset their past lives had instilled in them. They were relying on their strength, but their strength made them a target. This world was clearly no different from the one they had left behind in its political complexities.

​A mischievous smirk replaced her thoughtful expression. "A very sensible plan, my Love." She opened the bathroom door, beckoning him with her eyes.

"But the king looks rather worn out. Why don't you come inside with me? I think your wife needs some company, and perhaps a moment where you can forget the weight of the crown."

​Sunny's ears perked up, and the weariness seemed to melt away instantly, replaced by a genuine, boyish excitement he usually reserved only for her.

"Really?" he asked, sitting up with a wide smile.

​"Yeah," she nodded, her bright smile lighting up her face before she stepped into the shower.

​He shed his clothes in a hurry and joined her, closing the door firmly on the political concerns and the anxieties of their new life.

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​Under the warm spray, the tension of the journey and the cautious strategy session began to dissipate. Sunny stood behind her, his body pressing into hers, feeling the familiarity and comfort of their bond. He reached around, fondling her soapy breasts.

​"Mmm..." Josephine murmured, leaning back into his embrace.

​Josephine took the European shower wand from the wall, a simple luxury of this new world's Inn. She trained the powerful, pulsing jets between her legs.

"It feels amazing," she muttered, the advanced shower system a minor, yet delightful, improvement over what they had used before.

​She then, in a gesture that was purely hers—a loving, playful tease—turned the powerful blast onto the head of Sunny's penis, making it swell in response. He bent down, planting kisses on her neck and shoulders, the simple act of shared affection grounding him. Finally, Sunny ended up suckling Josephine's breasts.

​Josephine smiled, a deep sense of contentment settling over her. She turned the spray back to a gentle rain and replaced the wand. Hugging him, she pressed his head into her breasts, relishing the moment of unadulterated intimacy.

"You're amazing, Sunny. You carry so much, and you're still here," she said softly, referring to his unwavering presence for her, despite their world being turned upside down.

​Sunny looked up at her, his eyes filled with lust, yes, but also a deep, protective affection. He pulled her under the spray and kissed her lips with a passion that communicated everything he couldn't put into words about their shared destiny.

​She moaned under her breath, a sound that always made him feel essential. Taking his hard cock in her hand, she gave it a few strokes, then bent down and slowly took him into her mouth.

​"Oh, yes," Sunny groaned, rubbing her silver hair. In the rise and fall of their desires, they found a simple, powerful rhythm that connected them.

​After some time, Sunny pulled his cock out of her mouth, and she straightened, giving it a final, lingering lick. Josephine pushed him back toward a bench molded into the shower wall. Raising her leg up on the bench, she took the initiative, a small but important reversal of roles that allowed her to be fully in control of the next moment. She lightly guided him into her anxiously awaiting pussy.

​Sunny placed his feet apart, lowering his torso to better match her height. Tilting her hips, Josephine took his fat dick, deep inside her.

​"Oh, fuck... I so missed this—us—just being," she gasped, clutching his shoulders. Her words were less about the physical act and more about the reunion.

​With one hand on her breast, Sunny began thrusting. "Ooh, I can't get over how tight you are, and your warm, velvety softness." Sunny breathed into her ear.

​His words, and the intimacy of the moment, were the final trigger. Josephine felt herself cumming. Her body bucked involuntarily, her breath coming in gasps. The climax was drawn out, a full minute of release that seemed to wash away all the day's uncertainties. Just as she felt she could take no more, Sunny shot his load, deep within her.

​"I can feel you deep inside me," Josephine whispered, the statement a testament to their physical and emotional entanglement.

​"I am not done yet," Sunny whispered back with a smirk, a spark of renewed energy flashing in his eyes. He picked her up, let the water drop on them for a few seconds, then turned and carried her out and back to the bedroom.

​He walked toward the bed and gently placed her on it. But Josephine wasn't ready to relinquish the momentum. She stood up, pushing him down onto the bed, a defiant strength in her action. She then climbed on and straddled his hips. This was her moment, an assertion of her own desire and control.

​He watched as she gripped his cock, holding it upright. Her hips eased down until the tip nestled into her silver hairs; he could feel her moisture seeping onto his cock head as she positioned herself.

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