Title: Morning After
Prompt: #56 - Breakfast
Rating: PG-13, talk of a sexy nature
Characters: Fuu, Ferio
NOTES!: Fuu pretty much always gets what she wants from Ferio, especially the little things. Wily little goddess, she is.
He rubbed his eyes with the heel of his hand, squinting in the morning light that poured through the windows. “So, go get something,” he muttered sleepily.
She leaned on him, tying her arms around his waist and pressing her face into the crook of his neck. “No, everyone will make fun of me.”
“F'what?” He blinked at her, trying to get his eyes to focus on her face.
She blushed. “For staying the night with you.”
Memories from last night came flooding back to him, and he grinned. “It's not the first time.”
“No, but it's the first time that I stayed all night and didn't return to the room I share with Hikaru-san and Umi-san,” she said.
“You've slept here before, though, too.”
“Ferio, do you remember how we excused ourselves early from dinner last night?”
“...Oh yeah.” His grin widened. “What, you think people's tongues are wagging?”
“I worry they might be.”
He rolled to hold her against himself more fully. “Well the only tongue I care about is yours, so forget 'em.”
Her fingers traced the lines of his back, up and down and following the streak of the worst scar that ran down his back and across his side. Goosebumps raised on his skin and he pushed her hair away so he could lay his lips against her temple.
“I'm just embarrassed. They'll tease me if I come to get two plates and take them away. And if I stay to eat, I'll have to sit through the teasing the entire time.”
“I'd rather you bring two plates back,” he replied.
“Couldn't you go?” She tightened her grip on him.
“What, they can make fun of me but not you?”
“You handle it better.”
He pulled away, sitting up to stretch his arms and legs and back. Fuu propped herself up on her elbow, watching his every movement with interest. “Like what you see, love?”
He winked. “Me, too.”
She glanced down. Her breasts were propped up on her arm folded under her, perked from the cool air as she'd come out from under the blanket. She flushed, covering herself.
“No, no, that won't do,” Ferio purred, leaning down and pressing her onto her back. He took her hands, kissing her wrists. “I never get to see you in the daylight. Don't deny me.” She sighed happily as he leaned down to capture her neck with his mouth, his hands grasping her hips. She squirmed under his touch as one hand slid up to cup her breast.
“Ferio,” she whispered.
“Mm,” he replied against her collar bone.
“No, I mean...” He raised his face, his eyes already heavy with desire. She bit her lip. “Regretfully, I'm still very hungry.”
He sighed. “Okay, fine. I'll go down the back way to the kitchens and bring us up something. No teasing from our so-called friends, and we can share a plate. How's that sound?”
“It sounds delicious.”
“Yes, well, speaking of delicious,” he said, releasing her and sitting up. “In return for me performing this incredibly daunting task, you have to do me a favor.”
“And what would that be, may I ask?” She sat up next to him, pressing her lips to his shoulder.
He tipped her face up, kissing her deeply for a moment before murmuring against her mouth, “You have to let me make you see stars after we eat. I don't feel that you had enough orgasms last night.”
She smiled impishly at him. “I was hoping you'd say something like that.”
He blinked at her, then laughed. “You played me again, love.”