Rachel sank into Nago, the cat familiar forming a beanbag cushion for his mistress to be truly comfortable. Opening the random book she swiped off her bookshelf to stave away even a fraction of boredom: one of her father's old magic arts tomes. She snapped her fingers as her reading glasses appeared in her hand, the words a bit too fine and worn away to read without it.
"Enjoyin' yourself, Rabbit?" Ragna's voice startled her a bit as he entered the room and locked the door. She had almost forgotten she allowed him to stay the night because the Yabiko branch grew a little too noisy for him. Rachel smiled when he joined her. Ragna leaned over to see what book she took up this time. From the strange language he glimpsed on the tattered hardcover, this had to be some tome. Eh, not his cup of tea. That and he couldn't understand a damn thing the last time he tried to read one out of her library. "Interesting topic to read first thing in the morning," he said with terribly hid uninterest.
"Would you like me to teach you?" Rachel offered.
"Na, ain't interested."
"You may be surprised how fascinating this is. Give it a try."
Ragna swiped a bang away from her eyes. She blushed and leaned against his shoulder, closing her eyes, allowing herself to drift into his caress.
"Hey, don't let me stop you," he whispered, giving her forehead a soft kiss that made her giggle. Ragna fixed Rachel on his lap and wrapped his arms around her lithe frame, pressing his chin against her head as he swayed from side to side at a slow, cozy tempo. "Keep reading."
"How can I? You're distracting me."
"Want me to go?"
That was the last thing she wanted to happen, he was far too warm to break apart from. "Heavens no."
Ragna tilted the tome she had so he could see it too. "Then we'll read this together. Nothing like a little death to start my day, eh, Rabbit?"
"Even though you can't read it?" Rachel snuggled more into his embrace.
"Shut up, I got this. I'll just learn as I go along."
Rachel giggled and looked back at her book, but she couldn't focus with him here holding her so sweetly against his body. Her heart pounded like it always did when he was around her, her body tingling everywhere it touched against his.
"You're distracting me too, you know?" Ragna whispered in her ear.
"Am I?" Rachel chortled, taking her gaze off her book to the shamrock and crimson that stared at her with such passion her body shuddered in excitement, goosebumps sprouting all over her skin. She didn't expect him to keep his mouth away from hers for long and happily melted into his warm embrace and the pressure of his mouth against hers.
Ragna entered her mouth unhurriedly; gently stroking her tongue, sparks of passion threaded throughout her entire body. He tasted the black tea she had every morning still fresh on her breath, her mouth warm and welcoming. The book she read had long since slipped out of her fingers, threading them through his hair instead of worn pages.
His kisses became far more urgent and Rachel responded in kind, meeting each of his tongue's thrusts eagerly. A hand drifted down her sides to caress her thighs, and since she had yet to change out of her nightgown, her smooth thighs were unprotected for his viewing and touching pleasure. Rachel giggled when he went higher, knowing exactly what he wanted. Showing no indignance when he took her up and laid her on her bed. Rachel geared for a rough morning.
Got bored. And I feel like these two would have sex at the drop of a hat XD. Nothing like working off that morning wood on something productive, eh, Ragna? Review to your leisure.