A/N: All the things are belong to Voltage Inc! well, not ALL the things, but ya know, general disclaimer.. this is FAN fiction.

Raining on Wednesday

The last snow had fallen in late April, leaving Sanct Sybil with a severe reminder that the winter would not give way to spring so easily. April was now melting into May. The longer days were a welcome change from the long sleep the kingdom had been under.

Angy was cozied up on the sofa by the fire in the bedroom reading about the ways the kingdom would come alive now that the days were getting warmer. She was most looking forward to the fountains being turned on later in the month, when there was no chance of them freezing. Just as she began reading about the upcoming festivals and celebrations, she jumped with a start at a loud crack of thunder. She turned to find raindrops were lazily chasing one another down the window pane. A groan escaped her lips. If Ivan was still out...

She could just see the look on his face now. He'd gone out riding with a visiting dignitary, at their insistence. Ivan had been hoping to wrap things up by tea. After tea at the latest. Now the sun was sinking and the rain was falling.

"If he wasn't in a foul mood before, I'm certain he is now. Out riding at dusk in the pouring rain... soaking wet..." Angy muttered to herself as she made her way to the window.

She gazed outside.

Soaking wet.

She watched as the drops glided down the window.

Dripping wet.

Her thoughts were starting to get away from her as she pictured the rain soaking Ivan's beautiful blonde hair; a droplet clinging to the end of his bangs, then dripping down to run along his cheek. That made her think of last night: he'd stepped out of the bathroom with just a towel around his waist, still dripping wet from his shower, the water had dripped down his glistening skin, hugging every contour of his toned body...

CRACK

Another clap of thunder shook Angy from her daydream.

"He'd just forgotten to bring his clothes in with him..." she said, shaking her head.

She decided to get some tea ready for Ivan's return. She was sure Mikhail wouldn't let him get past the front door without at least a towel to dry off with, but the tea could warm him from the inside.

Before she even had a chance to choose a flavor, the bedroom door burst open and Ivan stormed in, dripping wet. Mikhail was on his heels, chasing after Ivan with a towel.

"Please! For goodness sake, you'll catch the death of you!" Mikhail pleaded, holding out the towel.

"Leave us," Ivan demanded sternly, glaring at Mikhail.

When I'm right, oh boy, am I right, Angy thought.

Ivan slammed the door shut behind Mikhail, then turned his icy stare to the woman before him.

"I suppose you mean to lecture me now, as well, on the dangers of being out in the pouring rain in the cold, when you damn well know I didn't want to be out there in the first place! I work hard to make sure I have Wednesday afternoons off in order for us to have a little time together in the middle of the week, so I really don't want to hear-"

Angy had been listening to Ivan's rant, she really had, but... he was soaking wet. Dripping wet. She'd watched the droplets cling and glide just as they had in her daydream. And he was so damn hot when he was angry at anyone other than herself. And the way he was so passionate about them spending time together was what did her in.

"Shut up," she said softly but firmly.

Ivan stopped mid-sentence, eyes wide. That was incredibly bold of her.

"You-"

"Kiss me." She looked into his eyes, "Now. Please."

Ivan closed the distance between them quickly, took her face between his hands, and kissed her long and hard. Angy clung to his shoulders, losing her balance as he claimed her lips over and over. He moved a hand to the small of her back, pressing their bodies together tightly. Angy could feel the dampness against her skin as her clothes absorbed the moisture from Ivan's.

Angy let out a whimper as Ivan pulled away a little.

"You'll catch a cold," he smirked, "getting all wet because of me..."

Does he even realize-

He started giving her little kisses.

"I guess-"

Kiss

"We have-"

Kiss

"No choice-"

Kiss

"But to-"

Kiss

"Take a shower."