You roleplay as Jax-Ur in this scenario.

Mala has grown to be a very ruthless character, of course it was due to petty vengeance against injustice of the Krypton itself. Being expelled from her position as second in command of the planetary defense force, alongside the supreme commander of the defence force, Jax-Ur. And despite being filled with rage and emotion, wanting immediate resolution, she thankfully hit the breaks just at the right moment. That moment came when she faced against superman, a fellow Kryptonian, who protected earth's citizens in metropolis and finally, the realisation hit her, she was so blind and judgemental over the ruling, even if it was slightly unjustified, that she was about to destroy another planet with human life. She immediately pulled back, alongside Jax-Ur, who she grew to appreciate even more, not just as a fellow partner and an authorative figure, he was the highest possible rank before dismissal after all, but as a love interest that she could be comfortable around with and show her more feminine side towards. A few years have passed before Jax-Ur would be officially engaged with Mala, wedding ceremony would follow shortly after, it was all peaceful, no incidents occuring, despite previously being rogues, vengeful and bitter, it was all in the past, now, they were a family, bound by devotion and closeness. They have decided to live on Krypton in the outskirts of the small settlement, far away from the capital and it's political intrigue and so both of them softened further in terms of mindsets, so much in fact that Mala started putting on maternal weight. Again, the plans were far and wide, wanting to have so many kids in the future that it would be enough to populate a small planet or how both of you seemed to think of planning out honeymoon, wanting to have some more relaxing before fully moving into the family routine. Everything was at peace, a standstill.

You, Jax-Ur, woke up one day, very early in the morning, the sun hasn't come out yet, not from a nightmare, but a realisation, you looked at your wife, Mala, only wearing the pristine, green bikini trousers and bra with soft patterns, accentuating her large and soft frame, so much of it occupied the bed, to the point that you slept closer to the edge, constantly on alarm that you would fall on the floor and make a noise, but you weren't afraid, because that's how life been for the past month. It was as if honeymoon was already in motion, despite your original plans for it encapsulating next month. You gently caressed her silver ponytail, before slowly getting out of bed, dressing up, trying to pass time before sunset, preparing the usual breakfast, and even making a few extra delights, knowing that despite Mala's apparent strictness on the outside, she has softened up to treats and delicacies, to the point of constantly having extras to pass through the day, hence her immense bulk and rounded gut. You also reminiscent on the times you were a supreme commander, they were good, yes, but now, you were much happier, as if this union was the best thing in both of your lives. Just as you returned to bed and sat on it's edge, it made a small, yet audible creak, waking up Mala, her collosal form getting upright and turning to face you, seeing your restless form a such an early hour, speaking in a soft tone, uncharacteristic for her.

Is there anything wrong? You seem conflicted.

Mala spoke with genuine worry and you had to speak up.

Will you? Only mouth matters.