The feeling of lips against her skin, so fleeting she thought she may have only imagined it... But then she opened her eyes and there he was, staring back at her with his wide, beautiful eyes, sending her heart racing. "Sensei..." Her lips formed the ever familiar syllables, her pulse quickening as she felt him tighten his grip on her waist.
"You can't look at me that way, Fumino..." He whispered, his breath warm against the curve of her neck, his chuckle enough to send chills down her spine. "I may not be able to control myself." Fumino felt her heart skip a beat, but for the first time, her first impulse was to not push him away. She wasn't a child anymore, after all. But a true woman, a married woman at that. Instead, she buried her face into his shoulder, relishing in the safety of his arms, of the wamrth of his skin against her own, despite the layers of clothes between the two of them.
"Sensei, I..." She trailed off, searching for the words to say, any words really, but as always it seemed he had left her speechless. This was their first night together in many months, for Sensei had been gone, separated from her in these first few months of their marriage. But, he was doing what he loved- teaching- and she would never take that happiness away from him. "I've missed you, Sensei." She finally whispered, her own lips finding solace in the space between his neck and shoulder, trailing the smallest of kisses in her wake. "Teppei and I have missed you," she corrected with a grin as she pulled back, her cheeks stained with a crimson blush, though her eyes were bright in the lamplight. Teppei, who had long since fallen asleep on the futon in their room, had cried endlessly when Sensei had come through the front door that night, surprising both of them with his early arrival.
"And I've missed you, more than I can say." He murmured, his hands sliding up the length of her body to cup her cheeks into his palms. Of course they had spoken every night- whether over video chat or the phone, but none of that compared to having her there before him. To holding her in his own arms, feeling the softness of her hair, feeling the warmth of her skin against his own. Giving up what he loved, it would have been worth it if it meant he could hold her like this every night. But, his teaching... It provided for him the ability to give her and Teppei both the future they deserved. That and he loved it, almost as much as he loved the two of them. "But Fumino... What have I told you?"
She arched a brow, a silently posed question, her grin vanishing as she thought for a single instance that he was upset with her over something. "What?" She inquired, surprise taking her voice an octave higher, her eyes widening as she looked at him.
"Call me Kazuma." His voice was like silk, the meaning behind his words rushing through her, leaving her exposed. "Say it." He whispered, his eyes darkening as they looked into her own, his mouth twitching with a smile. "Say it." He repeated, enjoying the look that fell into place upon her sweet face, enjoying the way she blushed to the very roots of her hair. No longer was he her teacher and there was no need for her to refer to him as Sensei any longer. But truth be told, the reason he wanted her to call him by his given name was a selfish one. Just hearing the way her vocals spoke his name was enough to send him over the edge.
Ah, so that was it then? Fumino felt a smile tugging on her lips as she leaned in, her mouth hovering over his as the softly spoken word fell from them. "Kazuma..." She felt him give in, his mouth finding her own, the kiss soft and passionate, speaking everything they had yet to even say. When he pulled back a few moments later, he was smiling, and she put her hands to his face, a mirrored gesture of his a few moments before. "I missed you, Kazuma." His eyes widened only slightly but then he tipped his forehead down against hers, inhaling her familiar scent, reminding himself that she was his. And he was hers, heart and soul. He would do everything in his power to keep her safe, his beloved treasure. And of course, Teppei too.
Taking her by the hand, he stepped back, drawing her with him towards the hall. "Come wife, let's go to bed." And together they went, hand in hand, to slip into bed with Teppei between them, knowing there was no place either of them would rather be.