For iflip4dolphins, their story does need more closure. And just for the heck of it!
In Their Waking
The first thought that popped into Edge's head, even before he opened his eyes, was 'This is going to be awkward.'
Peeking from beneath his lashes, he sneaked a look toward the warm bundle still sleeping curled against his left torso. Rydia, with nothing on but her mass of green hair and crushed flower crown, took his breath away yet again. Sadly, he didn't remember much of last night due to the state both of them were in. One thing he could say for certain however, seeing how the two of them ended up in this situation mutually, it must have been some damn good wine Rosa was serving in her wedding banquet.
He pulled up the blanket and adjusted his arm under her head. A stab of pins and needles travelled up his limb, but he could live with the pain. Anything was bearable if they could stay like this a little longer.
Maybe he dozed off again, because the next thing he was aware of was a pair of eyes and being stared at. "Like what you see?" he smirked, and felt the hand rose up for a predictable slap.
But it didn't hurt. He opened his eyes wide as he felt the fingers on his cheek teased his lips. Rydia was only a few inches away, smelling sweetly of the white flowers in her hair. She smiled, eyes twinkled wickedly, and kissed him.
Edge wondered if he would ever get used to being kissed by her. He hoped not.
"I still haven't forgiven you, Your Majesty," she said between each tiny kisses, "but I'm willing to overlook your faux pas from last night if you take me to breakfast."
He rolled over her, trapping her arms beneath his hands, "Do you seriously think I will let you get out of the bed this morning?"
Rydia tilted her head innocently and nodded toward his suddenly rumbling stomach, "I'm rather certain you will."
Embarrassed, 'Way to go Edge. Who's the one more experienced here?', he slid down the bedside and bent to find his clothes without further comment.
In the process of looking for his shirt, he was startled to see Rydia sitting up without any covering. She stretched, and Edge being Edge, he couldn't help but let his eyes travelled over her appreciatively.
She caught him staring though, and raised her brows even as her cheeks colored, "Like what you see?"
That got a laugh out of him, and he walked over to kiss her cheeks, "You know it."
Rydia turned her head and kissed him back, "We are going to talk, without kissing, after this."
He pulled back and looked into her eyes, the green summer eyes that caught him in their snares ever since they first met, "Of course."
Satisfied, she turned away to look for discarded clothes as well, except an arm caught hold around her waist and lifted her up against a broad chest.
Edge smiled brightly as she frowned up at him, "So you'll forgive me if I keep on kissing you until 'after' comes to call?"
Rydia stared, incredulous, "Are you jok-"
Unfortunately for the two of them, breakfast was long cleared away once they finally managed to make their way downstairs.
Prompt: I think this counts for being comically (or stupidly) in love. Gah, I hurt my sweet tooth. I think I'll just continue to upload the Valentine's stories in here for continuity's sake.