There was a young woman in his bed.  More than that, he was in his bed with a young woman.  Not that they were doing anything inappropriate, but this was something he had never done before outside of family.  Now with the cotton pants gone he could feel her legs easier, even though he still had on his own.  At least she seemed to be comfortable, her face and body was pressed so close to him that it was hard to think of anything else.  The warmth was too much of a reminder of how close they were and his arms hesitantly went around her, though his eyes stayed transfixed on the ceiling.
 
This was innocent, completely innocent, but he had to keep reminding himself of that and it made the entire situation feel anything but innocent.  At least if someone were to come in he’d be able to flicker them somewhere else with ease.  He swallowed down, silently nodding to her comment.  Maybe over time it would get easier, with any luck he might even stop thinking about the position they’d been put in. 
 
Being in his own bed with so much warmth and the nostalgic scents of home made his eyelids droop, but despite that his heart was beating hard and steady.  “After things have been set right here, maybe we could go to your home…”   His voice was soft, quiet from his body trying to relax into light slumber.  Even if it was a bit nerve wracking to be bundled up with a practically half naked girl, he couldn’t deny the comfort of warmth and the lulling rhythm of breathing and her heart beat. 
 
Finally his muscles eased enough for him to wrap his arms around her more with a gentle grip, “I’ll try and find the man who stole your belongings…”   His eyes closed and he slowly breathed out through his nose, releasing the last of any tension pent up in his muscles.  “I could hunt him down, it’s easy…it’s what I do…”  
 

Tired, he was growing tired.  No matter how tempted he might have been to let himself doze off he knew that he couldn’t let that happen; he just couldn’t risk someone finding out he had brought a newcomer here, especially without warning to the heads of the household.  Even though he knew without a shadow of a doubt that she wasn’t an enemy.  His head turned to the side and he rested his cheek against her hair, gently breathing in her scent with each inhale without meaning to.

Holly was so warm as he wrapped his arm around her. It was very nice in a way she had never had before, not that she had ever been in a situation like this. Since the first time she had met Naota she had that feeling she had to go after him even when he vanished yet there he was again when she got to Ayaito. It was a weird feeling but it was nice.

She listened to the beating of his heart and nodded softly. "That would be nice. I could show you my room there." She was quiet with him as well. Nodding softly to words she just smiled. "I know. You found me even if you didn't mean to." That was what her bard heart was telling her.

Her hands gripped the edges of his sleeves as he inhaled her scent. She felt his heart beat and she wanted to sleep as well. She felt safe there like she was. Holly did not want to say anything as she snuggled her body as close as she could. His arm pulled her closer and it was a huge comfort to her. Moving her head she brought up her hand and pulled his face to hers kissing him gently. Her fingertips ran through his hair before cupping his face.

A small smile formed on his lips though his yes stayed closed when she spoke about how he’d found her.  Even he couldn’t deny how fateful it had been.  This world wasn’t one that felt insurmountable in size but it was in no way small, yet they’d crossed paths so soon after parting.  Maybe they were meant to be friends, to keep finding each other and get closer.  Whether he liked it or not he’d eventually have to bond with someone else other than family, so why not her?  She was kind, she was funny, playful, strong, and there was an innocence about her that he couldn’t ignore.  Any person would be more than lucky to call her their friend.
 
Her fingers touched against his face and he just barely opened his eyes in time for her lips to touch against his.  His lips just barely parted against hers as his eyes closed again.  At any other time he would have jerked back, possibly teleported to the other side of the room to put distance between them, but right now he couldn’t…he was too comfortable, felt too calm and safe in his home: the safest place he could think of even without the risk of falling into slumber.  So instead of pulling away from her his arms wrapped more, his hands gently sliding around her sides to gently grip and keep her close as his lips pressed back to hers.
 

All the while there was no commentary in his head, not so much as a breath of a word.  Under any other circumstance he would have pondered the silence, grown suspicious of it for any time Minasé had absolutely nothing to say was never a good one.  His fingertips grew warmer, enough to feel through the clothing he had given her to wear, yet it wasn’t a threatening temperature.  Despite his sleepy state his heart picked up faster, each nerve of his body felt more heightened from even this simple touch of her lips against his.  It was intoxicating.

 No words could describe the moment they were having. There was no panic. There was no heavy need. They were just kissing and it was more soft then forced unlike the last time. Time seemed slow around her and it was just as intoxicating as everything else. Though Holly almost forgot to breath as she chuckled and kissed him once more pulling him in closer to her. 

She felt his heated fingertips and fluffed the shirt over his hands so he could touch her skin. They were really just two teenagers and it was normal. Once his hands were against her skin she pulled him back this time it was a little more forced as separated for a moment to playfully nip at his lower lip.

The girl found herself in a state of utter bliss as she kissed his lips once becoming more playful and less worried about him vanishing on her since they had taken this step. It was more like a drug for her and the more it continued the more she needed from him. It was an odd feeling since he was the only one she had ever had interest in like this.

As if it were perfectly natural his hands moved under her shirt as she lifted the edge, sliding his fingers along her sides and around to her lower back.  She was warm, so warm, and his own body was heating to the point that the wrapped blankets were completely useless by this point.  Her lips went to his bottom one and his fingers gripped to keep from travelling anywhere else.  Too much.  It was too much too fast and he pulled his head back.  Despite his tries though, his hands moved back up and gripped the edge of her shirt, pulling it to try and urge it off of her.
 
Though he wanted to remove the blankets he resisted the urge to do so, otherwise she would have been almost completely exposed and he had at least enough sense through his head to remember that.  Even with that it was still a dangerous move moving her upper layer off: he could feel her against his chest, causing his heart to quickly spike.  In an effort to keep a semblance of self-control he tipped his head back, but his hands moved along her skin: one down the curve of her spine to her lower back, the other up between her shoulder blades until he was gripping into her hair at the base of her skull.
 
Before he could stop himself he was turning them, moving her so that she was laying back against the bed with him over her.  His eyes closed tighter, trying to keep them from having a chance to drift down her body.  He’d seen her today in clothes that showed so much skin and that bit left to the imagination was too much and he wouldn’t let himself give in.  He leaned in, gently pressing his lips to her and instantly parting hers with his own as his hands moved down her sides to her hips, gripping them enough to keep them pinned down.
 

Stop, stop stop stop…!  No matter how much he told himself ‘no’ he couldn’t stop his hands, his lips, or the race of his heart.

It was almost too natural for them to be doing what they were. Two kids all alone with their hormones running wild? Yeah something was bound to happen but that was alright.  She helped him pulled her shirt off and dropped it by the bed as not to get tangled in whatever mess they were up to.

Holly could see that he was trying hard to hold back. For a brief moment she was about to stop him but before she could he pinned her hips down and kissed her. Moving her arms she pulled his head down hard towards her. She felt the ton of emotions come to her and was in a similar place to Naota.
They laid there kissing for the longest time. Finally getting each other naked the two of them were strong enough not to give in to what was possibly their ultimate fantasy. Even Holly held back and never pressured anything past what they were doing. It seemed the rules were simple: Everything was on the table but sex and that was fine. 

They fooled around for a long time that night before finally calling it a night. Holly snuggled into his chest laying on top of him. Her arms gently gripping his shoulders as he held her waist. She kissed his neck softly trying not to start their games all over again. They were exhausted but they had held back a good deal as well. 

Lazily as the first lights of morning poured in she lazily moved her hand and patted around for the edge of the blankets before pulling them up on both Naota and herself. "Too early." she whined as she kissed his cheek and pulled herself up a bit more. She laid her head by his but still her body laid on him. "Make the morning stop." She snuggled more. "I don't want to get up."

His arms were circled around her waist, his hands gently gripping her to keep her against his chest as he steadied out his breathing.  Though his skin was heated from the amount of energy that had built and surged through him, he had managed to keep it from being a dangerous temperature.  At the very most he felt as if he were running a very high fever.  The smell of her skin and hair was amplified by the shared heat, noticeable all the more as he turned his head and kissed into her hair.  Mere hours ago the idea of being completely naked with a lady, much less a stranger, would have had him running away.  Quite literally.  But now there wasn’t anything he could imagine that would feel more natural than this.
 
The soft curves of her body pressed so perfectly against the hard angles of his own: a perfect contrast.  One of his hands travelled up the middle of her spine and between her shoulder blades to hold her there as she snuggled in closer to him.  The sky outside of his windows was already starting to lighten from the approach of dawn and he welcomed the wrapped blankets.  A gentle smile formed on his lips as she kisses his cheek and he tipped his head enough to kiss her temple, “Unfortunately that is a skill I will most likely never possess…”
 
His arms wrapped more, drawing her closer as his hand moved the rest of the way up her back into her hair; gently stroking his fingers through the long soft tresses.  Her skin was still heated from their actions as well, and he took a different type of pleasure from knowing that he had caused it, “Sleep here with me…”   Already he was feeling the heaviness of sleep start in his eyelids all over again.

Holly was so comfortable against his burning flesh. It was almost too perfect for her as she fought back sleep. He gripped at her like he had for the majority of the night Holly liked that most about him. Her skin perked up at his touch and it sent a shiver down her spine. It was a good shiver as she kissed his neck in return. 

"Whoever decided that should be smacked with a book." She chuckled softly as they snuggled close. She wanted him to make the sun disappear again. She felt her body react to his fingers going through her hair and another shiver went down her. It felt good to have all the goose bumps he was giving her.

"I would have it no other way…" She kissed his neck again before finally finding herself asleep. 

She sleep for a long time and most of it was probably needed after the energy she let out. Her eyes fluttered open as she buried her head into his neck more. Her hands ran his sides. "Good morning? Or is it good evening?" She whispered into his ear before kissing it. She still did not want to get up as she pulled the blankets around them again.

He couldn't remember the last time he had slept so well, not even with a disturbance from Minasé. All of the stiffness and tension he usually felt when resting was gone, and while he knew some of it was due to being in his own bed at the home he grew up in, a much greater part was because of who he still had wrapped in his arms. The touch of her lips on his ear as she woke only had everything from the previous day come flooding back. His eyes opened, just a little at first but then slowly widened up on the ceiling. How could he have done that…? How could he have allowed himself to be so easily distracted? Never had he given into hormonal urges and knowing that someone could have that affect on him…He wasn't sure how comfortable he was. Not with her, with himself.


Without meaning to his fingers lightly gripped her more and he was left without words. What did he say? What was the right thing to say after doing something like that…? She seemed perfectly comfortable, which he was grateful for, but he hated that he wasn't able to be so at ease with it like she was. No they hadn't given themselves, but they'd gone dangerously close to that.
 

This wasn't how he was supposed to be: he was supposed to have control. What if the worst had happened and his vulnerability had been taken advantage of by his daemon? The bed sheets very well could have ended up bloodsoaked, and not necessarily with only hers…


But even with all of that he didn't regret what had happened, and he wouldn't have taken it back…he just knew that he couldn't allow it to happen again. Not so soon, and most certainly not so easily. It was a miracle that they had still gone undiscovered because there were many words and phrases bouncing around his head that would have been thrown their way. And none of them were exactly pleasant.
 

All he could think about were the types of people that would get physical pleasure from someone and immediately leave with no respect for them. He didn't want to seem like that, he wasn't like that, but he couldn't help the near desperate feeling he had to run. Each moment in his life had been almost perfectly calculated, planned, risks were only taken when there was no other choice…he wasn't used to going on whims or running purely with emotion. What could he do though…? Leaving her wasn't an option: he didn't want her thinking he was like those men she'd told him about that bedded women and left them heartbroken. He could decapitate and ruthlessly slaughter his targets, but he couldn't lay peacefully in bed with a young woman he was growing strong feelings for. And no matter how badly he wanted to speak with her, the words never came.

Things were way too comfortable as she kissed his neck. His hands slightly gripped at her and in the forefront of her mind she thought it was because he liked it. They had gone almost all night and barely slept but she did not regret that decision. Reaching up she tugged at his ear with her teeth gently.

"Thank you for last night," she chuckled into his ear and kissed it gently before pulling herself up onto his hips. She held his hands steadily around her waist still and gave him a smile. He looked distant and it bothered her. He was more like a deer who had just spotted the hunter. "What's wrong?" She had seen that look before when they had been in Feeorin Forest.

Here they were naked after they had such an enjoyable night and he was acting just like his usual self again. Her eyes got sad for a moment but then she remembered he had pursued her sure after she had kissed him but he had been the one to flip her over. She leaned down and kissed him hard on the lips hoping that she could get him to remember that things were alright.