Ashe awakened in someone else's arms. She didn't want to get out of bed for his body felt so warm, so lovely, so inviting. She had some recollection of last night: her clothes being slowly peeled off of her body; his fervent kisses on her neck; herself being laid down on his soft bed. Ashe runs her fingers through his hair, brushing it off of his face.
Her eyes open wide in shock when she sees who is holding her close to his muscular body.
Grabbing a sheet, Ashe jumps out of the bed and into the bathroom. She cannot believe whom she had slept with. Splashing water on her face, the horrified princess tried to wake up as best she could. Her hair is tousled; a large hickey covered the side of her neck. She felt sticky between her legs. Grabbing a wash towel, she soaks it with water and wipes between her legs, trying to get the disgusting feel of sticky bodily fluids from off her inner thighs and the outside of her vagina.
Feeling nauseated, Ashe vomits into the sink, still horrified of who she slept with. Of all men, why him!
Of all the men in Ivalice, why did she sleep with Vayne Carudas Solidor?! Oh Gods, she let him touch her! She let those cold, clammy hands grope and feel on her! She let those loathsome Archadian lips kiss her!
…And yet she couldn't get enough of him.
Ashe takes a quick shower to try and wake up.
Meanwhile, Vayne wakes up. Sliding his arm over an empty sheet, he looks over and sees Ashe isn't there. He hears the shower going. Smiling, he closes his eyes and buries his face into his pillow.
She hops out of the shower; her hair soaking wet and smelling like strawberries. Ashe wraps a short towel around her body. She notices colognes and creams in the cabinet.
Thinking nothing of it, Ashe wraps her body with a short towel and walks towards the bathroom door.
Opening the bathroom door and tiptoeing towards the bed, she has a playful smile on her face. The sunshine peeked through the curtains, illuminating the brilliant white room. Smiling, she slips into the bed and lightly touches Vayne's face. A smile crept onto his sleepy, handsome face. His eyes open slowly, trying to adjust to the bright sunlight.
"Good morning, sleepyhead," Ashe says softly.
He gently grabs her waist, bringing her closer to him. Vayne didn't talk much, which added even more mystery to him. Ashe never thought she would fall in love with the Archadian general. He worshipped her; he would kiss her bare feet just to make her laugh. Vayne loves Ashe to death, and he would do just about anything to make her happy.
"Cat gotcha tongue?" Ashe smiles and places her hands on his wrists. He shakes his head 'no.'
"Just exhausted from last night. That's all."
"I did all the work. You shouldn't be tired."
He chuckles. "Well, that's true. What do you want to do today?"
Ashe sighs. "Nothing."
"Nothing? Are you sure?"
"Yes. I want to just lie here and snuggle with you all day."
"Sounds like a great idea, beautiful."
Ashe moves closer to Vayne, pulling the covers over her body.
"Forgot something!"
Following their chuckles, Ashe throws the towel out from under the sheets.
"You really know how to make a man feel special."
"I can say the same for you, Vayne."
They engage in a loving kiss, ignoring all the cares in the world.