Morg: Heyo! I told you there was an epilogue.
Ikuto: About time, too. Make it good.
Amu: You really don't have to write one at all. I mean, we get it. Happily ever after, right?
Morg: Something like that, but let's make it more concrete.
Ikuto: I like that idea!
Amu: Neither of you own anything! You can't do this to me!
Morg: But I own the plots.
Ikuto: And I own your heart. Maybe a bit more of your body than just that, too.
Amu: I'm surrounded by perverted idiots.
Morg: You totally love it.
~Be a Little Inappropriate~
Closing the door gently behind him, Ikuto scanned the area of the apartment that he could see before dropping his keys onto the counter. There was no one in sight, which wasn't completely unusual. Granted, sometimes he liked to be greeted at the door by more than just his cat.
Yoru meowed as Ikuto walked by him. The little guy was probably hungry. Feeding him was second on Ikuto's list. The first was finding someone that should have been there just before him. "Hey."
Looking up from the book that she'd been reading and highlighting, Amu smiled at the lanky man standing in the doorway of their bedroom. Moving in with her boyfriend had been rather difficult for the pinkette. Not because she didn't want to or Ikuto was against it, but because Amu's father had had a bit of a hard time understanding that it didn't mean that Amu was never going to come home again. "Hey yourself."
Crossing the space between them, Ikuto smirked before kissing his girlfriend. He had plans to change that title and make her his fiancé during their anniversary dinner the next week, but for now, he was okay with how things were.
While he kissed her, Ikuto snuck his hand up to the back of her head to pull out the elastic tie that held her hair back from her face. Pulling that band out was still a huge turn on for the male even if they had been dating for several years. "Why do you even put it up when you know that I'm going to take it down?"
Smiling against Ikuto's lips, Amu couldn't help but laugh a bit. Her hair wasn't as long as it had been when they met in high school, but it still fell past her shoulders. The length was a bit more manageable now. It wasn't something she thought twice about doing, which had sort of surprised her lover, but it was her hair and Ikuto didn't really care how long it was. "I put it up so you can take it down."
Snorting at that, Ikuto pulled away so that he could slip out of his work clothes. Going to college and working at the same time was never fun, but if it meant that he could afford to live with Amu instead of just in the same general area, then it was worth it. Besides, he was going to graduate in a few months. She'd follow the next year. Their lives were moving and they were moving together.
Putting her book to the side, Amu watched for a bit as Ikuto slipped out of his shirt. At first, she might have been a little shy whenever he'd taken off any clothing, but now she was sort of used to it. "Why do you do that? I've never asked you."
Not looking back, Ikuto threw his shirt into their hamper. Sometime that week they'd go together to a laundry mat to wash their clothes. He enjoyed the times that they spent together. It was nice that their relationship didn't revolved around the bedroom. Though those times were nice, too. "Do what?"
Rolling her eyes, Amu gestured behind Ikuto's back even though he couldn't see her wild hand movements. "The whole take my hair out thing. I don't really get the appeal, but I've never really thought about why you like doing it."
Glancing back at the girl on their bed, Ikuto couldn't help but smile. He had been planning to grab another shirt to wear, but seeing Amu look so cute while completely confused was rather tempting. Almost too tempting. The fact that her hair was messily framing her face made it all too much for the male. "Because I'm the one that can. I'm the one that gets to see your hair down and a bit messy. I'm the one that can mess it up more. Make you sweat so it sticks to your face in a way that I think is completely sexy. I'm the one that gets to pull it while I-"
"I think I get it!" Completely red in the face, Amu could hardly believe her ears as she stared at her boyfriend. Shock was definitely coursing through her body, along with something else. Ikuto never hid anything from her, but usually he didn't answer in such a naughty way when she asked him a question. "You don't have to keep going."
Ikuto definitely wanted to keep going, but he knew that he was going to have to play it smooth for the moment. There were definitely times when Amu initiated everything, but there were also times when he made her want it just as badly as he did. Made her want him like he craved her. "Do you?"
The intensity of the gaze almost made Amu look away. She held her ground, however, as Ikuto moved a bit closer to the bed. Nodding just a fraction, Amu gripped at the blankets beneath her. Her body felt as though it might just float away if she wasn't careful. "I always wear my hair up to look a bit more professional. Everyone sees me that way, but you get to see me this way. I get it."
Crawling onto the bed, Ikuto moved ever so slowly towards his girlfriend. He felt like a cat stalking its prey. One that was quickly being cornered. "So you won't ever let anyone else see you like this?"
Amu shook her head as Ikuto moved to cup her face with one of his hands. She knew what he was doing. She'd known since the moment he pulled her hairband out. Whether the male knew it or not, it was sort of his tell. They usually ended up doing something naughty when her hair was down. Amu knew that so well that just Ikuto taking her hair out was sort of a turn on. "I won't, but you also has to promise me something."
If Ikuto had been expecting to be pushed onto his back and then straddled, he did a good job of acting surprised to find Amu's weight across his waist as she settled herself on him. The pinkette was holding his wrists by his head, though Ikuto knew that he'd easily be able to get out of the hold. However, the blue haired male just stayed where she put him. "What? I'll promise you anything."
Leaning forward, Amu nuzzled her nose against Ikuto's. Who would have thought that a tutoring gig to make her resume look good would help her meet the love of her life? The world was rather strange like that. "Don't ever try to promise me something you can't keep."
Chuckling, Ikuto leaned up to connect their lips in a light kiss before letting his head fall back to the bed. "I've never made a promise like that yet."
Amu couldn't argue with that. She'd found a good man. "Then make sure that I'm the only one to ever get to do this to you. Kiss your lips." She leaned down to make a point of her words by connecting their lips.
Pulling away from the kiss, Amu rolled her hips in a way that she knew made them both a little crazy. "Feel you like this."
Groaning, Ikuto lightly tugged at her hands holding his to the bed. He wanted to wrap his fingers around her hips so that he could help guide her into the perfect rhythm, but he also didn't want to stop whatever it was that Amu was planning to do. "I can promise that."
Smirking now, Amu moved so that she could kiss her lover again. "Good. I want to be the only one see you like this."
As soon as his wrists were released, Ikuto rolled them again so that Amu's body was stretched beneath his. He pushed his hips down into hers as he kissed her hard. "I promise. Now and forever."
Panting now, Amu couldn't help but smile up at the other. "Good. I want to be the one you be a little inappropriate with."
Laughing at that, Ikuto leaned down to seal the deal with a kiss. His life with Amu was going to be a good one.
~The End~
Morg: Okay. There you go.
Ikuto: You've been holding back on me lately. Always stopping right before the good parts.
Amu: She's just following the rules of the site more.
Morg: Yeah, sort of. Or I've just realized that all my readers are perverted young teens. Still, I write what I write.
Ikuto: Gotta love your readers.
Amu: Don't ever write anything like this again.
Morg: I'll go wherever the inspiration takes me.
Ikuto: Deep.
Amu: You're both stupid.
Morg: So? What do you think? Good ending? Sucky ending? Lay it on me!
