They kissed.
It was a simple action, not unusual between those with a relationship like theirs. Yet it hadn't happened for 7 years. Those years felt like eternities to the couple, and like any other pair, it led to something more.
Mitsuhide, Kiki, and Akamori were asleep in their respective rooms. Zen and Shirayuki had been engaged in a special conversation. One that led to Shirayuki's bedroom.
"Zen..." Shirayuki gasped as she realized what was happening. She had been the one to lead Zen to her room. She had not known what came over her. She panicked for a moment, trying to find a way to cover her embarrassment.
"..." Zen said nothing. He gazed at his beautiful apple, and hugged her. She was taken by surprise at his actions. He lifted her up into his arms, and carried her to the bed. He laid her down in the center on her right side, and crawled in right behind her. He, lying right behind her, reached his arms over and held her.
The pair stayed like that for some time, just listening to each others breathing, contented with the setting.
After sometime, Shirayuki believed Zen had fallen asleep. She shimmed and scooted over as carefully as she could. Finally getting out of Zen's hold, she sat up and looked at him. There was an innocence that was still in his sleeping face even years later.
As she bent down to pull a blanket on him, arms nabbed her and all of a sudden, she was lying on her back, looking up at an awake Zen.
"Oi Shirayuki, what were you up to?" Zen grinned as he gazed upon her blushing cheeks.
He couldn't help himself anymore. He leaned down and captured her lips. Taking her gasp as an opening, he ravaged her mouth with his tongue. She still tasted so sweet.
As he straddled her waist, he reached one hand down and began unbuttoning her cloak. It was odd that she had not taken it off as soon as she was home, yet he didn't have much to say either since he still adorned his own.
Once the cloak was off, he guided her own hands up to remove his cloak. Her hands, shaking, started to remove his own. Once off, it was tossed, forgotten along with Shirayuki's.
Zen began kissing Shirayuki's jaw and made his way to her neck. He glanced at her face, seeing a blush just about apple shaded. She was so cute.
"Your hair...It's so..." he whispered. He hadn't the words for her. She was just so beautiful.
Zen had pegged that Shirayuki would be too nervous or embarrassed make any advances, yet was taken by surprise when he felt his over shirt being unbuttoned. Her nimble fingers easily undoing the clasps. Zen sat up and pulled off the over shirt. He quickly realized where he was exactly and blushed.
A slight chuckle drew his attention to the girl before him. Shirayuki was giggling somewhat, not sure what for though.
"Of course...You're embarrassed when taking off a shirt yet not when you say some of the most mortifying things." Shirayuki said.
She looked up at Zen and gave him a look. He understood the silent request, and got off of her. She sat up, and hugged him. She moved and was now the one straddling him. She was in his lap. The last time this happened was their first night together. She pulled her head back and cupped her hands around his jaw.
"I love you. I'm sorry that I left you alone. I had hoped maybe you'd find someone else so as not to just be in pain that all you got was a note of my leaving, yet every time I silently wished you wouldn't. I'm sure that by the time Akamori was at least ten, I would have planned on making travel to Clarines." Shirayuki voiced.
Zen looked at her. She had removed her hands and had her head bowed. He smiled, then leaned down and kissed her forehead. He took her surprised face in his hands and looked into her eyes.
"I love you too. I understand that you thought you were doing the right thing. I forgive you. Truth be told, when we first met Akamori i was terrified that you were with another guy. 'Course that was cleared up, but I was still worried."
Zen gave Shirayuki a genuinely gleeful smile. She returned the gesture, and leaned forward. Once their lips connected, it was just the two of them. Shirayuki wrapped her arms around Zen's neck and Zen had his around her waist.
He felt Shirayuki's hands go for the edges of his shirt and raise them. He complied and took the rest of his shirt off. As it was his last shirt, his top half was completely in the nude. Shirayuki merely smiled and returned her hands to his neck, resuming their make-out session.
Zen decided that he wanted to even the playing field and brought his hands to the buttons of her dress. Shirayuki shivered as she felt Zens hands undoing her dress. Yet she gave him the green light. She broke the kiss and took off the dress, leaving her in her leggings and a long sleeved shirt.
She once again straddled Zen, yet this time he moved his head to her neck. From her ear, he kissed his way down and once at her collarbone, he nipped it a little. He opened his eyes, and smirked at Shirayuki's red face.
He sat up and carefully moved his hands. He kissed her while moving his hands to ghost over her chest, as if asking for permission. Shirayuki made no move to stop him. He place his hands on her breasts, watching and listening for her discomfort. She gasped yet did nothing else.
As Zen was given permission, he moved his hands behind her back and once again made a move on her shirt. She ended the kiss, and nervously pulled of the top. As she just got it off, she made a move to cover herself yet was stopped by Zen. He gave her a look and smiled. She complied by placing her hands at her sides.
Zen tipped Shirayuki gently onto her back, he on his knees over her. He grasped onto her breasts, drawing a moan from the apple. He leaned down, and took a nipple in his mouth.
"Zen..." Shirayuki heaved. He suckled on her right nipple while kneading the other with his hand. He glanced her way, and was delighted to see pleasure and desire ignited in her eyes. Zen switched to the other nipple, drawing out a low groan from Shirayuki. Zen inwardly smirked thinking about how he caused that sound.
Zen then released her nipple and raised his head. Her face was completely red as she panted and her eyes held a fire that had yet to be put out. Zen understood what she was trying to tell him.
He stood and pulled of his own pants, glancing to see shirayuki shimmying out of her leggings. Both, now completely in the nude, were at an awkward point. Zen looked at Shirayuki and at that moment, she looked so pretty. The scarlet blush adorning her cheeks, her long, red hair flowing past her shoulders.
Zen walked over to the bed where Shirayuki lay, and looked at her. There was a hint of appreciation for what she saw, but it quickly turned into embarrassment. Shirayuki pulled Zen over and kissed him, slow yet full of emotion. She then found herself lying on her back, Zen over her.
He gave her a look that conveyed how she too felt. In the next moment, she felt him start to slip inside her. She was taken off guard by the sounds he was making. Once he was all the way in, he gazed at her, looking for some kind of discomfort or anything else. He saw none.
"Shirayuki..." Zen gasped. As he began to move inside her, Shirayuki began letting off her own sounds.
"Zen!I...Ahhh" No coherent sentences could be made during this time. If tried they made no sense. The two got as close as they could, their position ending in the same as before with both lying on their sides. The feelings that they conveyed were sweeter than any dessert.
"Ahhh...Zen...-" Shirayuki gasped his name as her heaven hit her. Zen was still going and at his time he pulled her on top of him. As Zen pulled out, Shirayuki lay by his side, both panting.
"That...that was something." Zen was the first to speak, and noticed at a glance that his apple was already drifting off to dreamland. he pulled her into his embrace, and fell asleep just like that, happier than he'd ever been before.
Just before he nodded off, he felt Shirayuki rustle a little.
"Zen...?" As Zen opened his eyes, he was met with the eyes of his love.
"Yeah?"
"I love you. And whether it happens tomorrow, or years or months from now, or even if Akamori wishes to stay here, I'll hold you to your promise."
"Ha...my 'Promise to promise'?"
He felt Shirayuki's nod, as they both slipped off to sleep. They were content.
