More than a Whim
Note: So I always wondered what would happen if Merle actually took Dilandau up on his offer at the end of Chapter 4 of "A Means to an End."
It was a fun idea to explore and since others have expressed similar interests, I decided to give it a shot. So I wrote up this little thing ages ago and debated with myself on whether I should post it.
But I figured, it's done, I might as well put it up, for the fun of it.
It's a short scene but it obviously changes the rest of the story. Though maybe you don't necessarily have to read "A Means to an End" to read (and laugh at) this. Just think of it as a random Merlandau scene, I guess.
This, of course, leads to other scenes that would prompt a change of rating for this story. I haven't fully decided if I'm going to write up what happens next but I might if anyone's still interested. I'm already in too deep with this crack ship and I could check if my smut-writing skills have developed since the last attempt. We'll see.
Anyway, I decided to post this on Dilandau's birthday because why not?
Enjoy.
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"Don't I get a kiss too?" Dilandau teases, eager for her reaction.
Merle blushes deeply and turns away, unable to meet his gaze. Satisfied with this result, Dilandau smirks and is about to say something else when the cat-girl suddenly grabs his collar and presses her lips to his.
He is too shocked to respond so he neither returns the kiss nor pulls away. She lets go abruptly, blushes even deeper and quickly runs away, too mortified to face him. Dumbfounded, he stares at her before recovering himself. All at once, he becomes aware of a hunger that had been plaguing him and that had been briefly sated by that moment of contact. But he wants more.
He chases after her immediately and despite the agility of the cat-girl, her agitation makes her easy to catch. He overtakes her easily and she runs straight into him. He grabs both her wrists and when she attempts to pull away, he slides an arm around her waist, bringing her closer and pulling her into a kiss.
Her protests cease almost immediately as she kisses him back fiercely, her hands sliding up his chest until they are around his neck. She pulls him closer, reveling in a moment she had only ever imagined. Their movements are clumsy at first but unmistakably passionate. His lips are soft and warm and there is no hesitation in his touch. The kiss deepens as they clutch each other frantically, surrendering to desires they had long tried to suppress. And for a moment, they forget why they had even resisted.
When at last they pull away to catch their breath, they stare at each other incredulously, part of them still unable to believe what just happened.
"I thought you were kidding," she says, staring up at him breathlessly.
"So did I," he replies.