A/N: Man I sure listened to a lot of Prince while writing this. Thought it couldn't get any more cheesy? Better hold on to your bloomers.
Once again, mature stuff ahead. No kids. Don't read it if you don't like that. Shoo!
A soft breeze brushes past the couple as they stand amongst the Sakura trees, so wrapped up in their embrace that they don't notice anything at all. After Van slowly pulls away, he rests his forehead against that of Hitomi, still not ready to let go of her warm, beautiful face.
He places a soft kiss on her brow and lets his lips linger there for a moment. "Thank you for trusting…" he quietly says but before he can finish the sentence, he suddenly jerks back, releasing her and turns his head to the side with a strange expression on his face.
Hitomi looks at him quizzically, still holding on to the red jacket tightly as a violent sneeze shakes Van's usually unyielding form.
"What is…," he sneezes again, "this?" He finishes in irritation.
Hitomi now touches her hair in wonder and a look of realization makes her face twist sheepishly. "Sorry about that. It's hairspray. My friend made me use it."
One of Van's eyebrows is raised in wonder while his nose still seems to twitch a bit. "I see…" His wild bangs shade dark eyes but a mischievous glint lights them up briefly as he takes Hitomi's hand in his. "Come." He moves to follow the path and gently tugs on her hand to pull her with him.
Hitomi lets him lead her along the cobblestone path, wobbling a bit on the uneven surface in her hi heels. When Van notices her cumbersome steps, he swiftly scoops her up in his arms and earns a small squeal for his unexpected action.
Her arms are loosely wrapped around Van's neck as she is being carried further away from the palace mound and surrounding village deep into the woods. Hitomi rests her head on Van's shoulder as her body sways gently in his protective hold.
In the distance, a clearing slowly becomes visible and opens into what looks like a small pond surrounded by large, smooth boulders, bushes, and wild plants. Celestial bodies in the sky are reflected in the dark surface of the water as it ripples gently under the occasional breeze or touch of an airborne insect zipping across.
When they arrive at the small pool of water, Van sets his precious cargo down gently and shrugs off the jacket. Hitomi doesn't hesitate to remove her shoes now. In the moonlight, Van's muscular upper body is even more mesmerizing. The valleys and peaks of his defined form are hypnotizing to the point where Hitomi doesn't notice the evil glint in his eyes again as he carefully grabs the flimsy fabric of her tight dress between his fingers.
His hands rest on her hips for a moment before he begins to tug the dress upwards. Hitomi's eyes stay locked with his as she raises her arms so he can pull the dress over her head. Her heart speeds up considerably when his warm hands now find the clasp of her bra at the front. He mutters some unintelligible things about strange undergarments under his breath as it snaps open.
Admittedly, Hitomi never was a fan of push up bras so her chest expands gratefully at the release and the vile garment joins the dress in a heap on the floor. A corner of Van's closed mouth rises in satisfaction when he frees her of the unnecessary contraption. He chuckles openly, however, when he now sees the last remaining layer.
"Don't laugh!" Hitomi blushes nervously as she is left standing in a very modest pair of spandex boyshorts she usually wears underneath her workout clothes. "The dress was so short…"
Van shakes his head lightly when he leans in close to her ear and brushes his hands across the sides of her waist. "I am not. They suit you." He says before stifling another sneeze. "Alright, no more of this." He announces, grabbing a hold of the garment and pushing it down her hips without further ado.
He kicks off his boots and is about to steer her towards the edge of the water when Hitomi digs her heels into the ground firmly. "Oh no!" She says, turning around and pushing her index finger into the tan skin between his exquisite pectoral muscles. "You too." Her cheeks become a shade darker in the dim light of the moons as she points at his pants.
Van watches as Hitomi crosses her arms in front of her chest, creating a nice frame for her supple breasts. The roguish grin makes an appearance on his handsome face as he shakes his head slowly, causing jet black, wild hair to move slightly. "As you wish." He concedes and deftly unties the front of his black pants.
After he pushes the garment down his legs, he moves so fast Hitomi has no chance to fully regard him. Scooping her up in his arms again, he strolls into the shallow part of the pool casually. When the water brushes Hitomi's backside, it feels cool at first but when she is submerged further it's not so bad anymore.
Van releases her and she finds that she can still feel the ground underneath her feet. The waterline is at her neck while Van's shoulders are still visible. He faces her, the amused expression grin still present, and places a hand on the top of her head.
With gentle pressure, he pushes her down and Hitomi is submerged completely. Given more time, she would probably have protested but Van's evil grin had her stupefied. Grumbling inwardly a bit now, she runs her fingers through her hair underwater, scrubbing to remove the product that seems to offend his nose so badly.
The water is quite murky and it's too dark to see much, but she can make out the silhouette of his long, powerful legs right in front of her. He is waiting patiently for her to resurface, but Hitomi has her own evil agenda.
Slowly, tentatively, she reaches out until her hand brushes against the side of his hip, her fingers colliding with the long, prominent scar in that area. His muscles tense at her sudden, unexpected touch. Hitomi becomes courageous and boldly moves her hand lower, finding the length of his manhood swaying in the water.
A sudden, warm ripple travels through the water around Van and one of his hands finds Hitomi's arm and pulls her out of the depths quickly. His eyes are wide open but partly obscured by dark bangs.
"What are you doing?" He asks, his voice husky with passion.
"What does it look like?" Hitomi now asks with a small grin of her own, her small hand still firmly wrapped around him.
Van licks his lips, mouth suddenly gone dry as he sees the determination in her. The body of water they are standing in seems to become warmer and warmer now as Hitomi tentatively begins to move her hand, in a slow up and down movement.
A sound of pleasure escapes the usually reserved, young king's throat as his eyes shut and his head inclines towards the moons. As Hitomi settles closer to Van, one hand keeps working his increasingly hard length while the other is clasped around the bicep of his arm. His one hand is still loosely wrapped around her own upper arm as she continues the ministrations.
The water, now so warm around them that it feels like they are in a hot spring, causes steam to rise in the night air. Van's body seems like it is completely under her command as he shudders and his muscles contract and relax in reaction to her caresses.
When it seems like he is so lost in pleasure it won't take much longer to satisfy him, one of his hands finds Hitomi's face again and pulls her so close that she is forced to release her hold. Her soft breasts brush Van's chest in the most delicate of touches as his erection is trapped between their bodies. Heavy lids cover barely open eyes when his full lips find hers again in a searing kiss and his other arm sneaks around her waist, giving her no choice but to wrap her arms around him.
He groans into the connection of their mouths and bites down harder than he means to when Hitomi's fingers find the two jagged scars along his shoulder blades. The touch sends sparks into his very core and there is nobody else he would let get away with causing him this kind of sensation other than her.
Hitomi is completely oblivious to anything but Van. His hot body, his want for her pressing against her belly, and the way his fingers are digging into her flesh as his teeth nearly break the skin on her bottom lip. Everything is so intense that she doesn't notice the heat of the water until she opens her eyes and small, black spots start dancing around her vision.
"Van. You are making the water boil." She mumbles a bit incoherently after moving her face out of his reach. "Too hot…" Hitomi adds as she is beginning to struggle for air.
"Oh, I…apologize." Van now says a bit less dazed. "Come." He takes one of her hands from around his back and leads the way back to the edge of the water. While they slowly emerge, his broad, tan back with the large scars becomes fully visible. Water is tumbling across his spine and the roundness of his muscles near it as it slides lower until his firm backside appears.
The young king laughs a bit. It almost seems as if he is suddenly nervous now too when he turns his head and watches his Wing Goddess in a similarly soaked state behind him and staring. Her wet hair is a bit disheveled, but it doesn't do anything to distract from her beauty.
Considering what she has already done to him in the water it's a bit funny that Hitomi now blushes furiously when she sees him face her in his full, naked glory for the first time. His manhood still mostly hard for her, he beckons her to him again.
Regardless of their body heat and the warmth that the water provided, it takes only a few moments for the breeze to make Hitomi shiver slightly. "You didn't happen to bring towels, did you?" She asks him as Van uses his fingers to softly comb through her tousled hair.
His white teeth emerge behind an apologetic grin and he sheepishly rubs the back of his head as he slowly shakes his head. Then, a thought occurs to him and he pulls Hitomi close once more, cradling her head against his chest. He seems to be warm enough and it makes her wonder if he ever does get cold.
Her ear is pressed against the side of his chest and she can hear the strong beats of his heart thump deep inside. For a few seconds, the pumps become louder and faster as his chest strains under an unknown force until the softest and most delicate of touches brushes across Hitomi's back.
Her eyes are wide in wonder, just when she saw them the first time. Van's white, massive wings are creating a loose cocoon of feathers for both of them. She can't help but immediately reach for one of them and carefully runs a hand across the downy texture.
Van sighs deeply in response to her caress which makes Hitomi smile at him in pure joy. "They are so beautiful."
Nothing can compare to the feeling Van has right now. Not just the physical closeness, but the affirmation that the goddess in his arms fully accepts him as her soul mate, makes him whole with her love, and finally helps him realize that there is a future to look forward to.
The warmth of the cocoon makes Hitomi relax again as she molds herself against Van's body. Together, they slowly lower themselves onto the mossy ground as his wings continue to shield them from any disturbances. To have Hitomi' soft, slender body finally underneath his own is like a reoccurring, frustrating dream coming true.
Van's weight is braced on one of his arms as he partly lays on top of Hitomi and leans towards her. They kiss again, slow at first, but soon become more passionate. Hitomi feels like she is fantasizing when she briefly opens her eyes to regard the black haired, red eyed angel looming above her. His brow is now knitted in concentration as one of his hands disappears between her legs.
Her eyes shut tightly at the feeling of his calloused fingers brushing against her sensitive folds. Van's nose nudges hers gently. "Hitomi…look at me."
Hitomi obediently opens her eyes just in time to catch that glint of mischievous satisfaction in his garnet orbs again. The nerve of this man. He takes special pleasure in watching the subtle changes in her breathing and the slight quiver of her lips while he slowly penetrates her with his fingers. A cry of surprise and ecstasy escapes her mouth when his soft lips find one of her nipples and begin to caress it in synch with the motions of his hand between her legs.
Van doesn't need to continue for long until she is panting his name, begging for much, much more. Her hands, which have been holding on to his shoulder and arm quite tightly, are now pulling his entire body on top of hers. By the gods, how could he resist any longer having her so close, so warm, so ready for him?
He settles between her spread legs, wings falling behind him now. One hand is braced beside her shoulder, while the other moves underneath her rear to grip it tightly and lift her hips.
When Van finally lowers himself, Hitomi watches his sculpted, tan chest come closer until their faces are near each other once more. "Don't close your eyes …please" Is the only thing he asks of her before pushing the tip of his hard arousal into her wet opening.
They both gasp at the sensation and are able to see the pleasure in each other's eyes. Slowly and carefully Van rocks his hips back and forth, easing himself into her tight embrace. A series of content moans interrupt the otherwise quiet night around them when Hitomi feels him so deep inside of her.
It's better than she had ever imagined, finally confirming what she has hoped for. It's real. She is truly here, they are truly making love to each other, and she won't disappear ever again. This wonderful, beautiful man whose love for her never wavered has waited patiently for her to return to him, and the wait is finally over.
At that thought, Hitomi's hands now travel across his sides and towards his back where his wings break through the skin on his back. By now she knows that touching him in this area causes him a sensation like nothing else.
Her fingers gently trace along the junction of downy softness and hot skin and the action provides the anticipated effect. Van's grip on her rear tightens immediately and his mouth opens in a silent cry. Then, as if the feeling of passion suddenly multiplied, his head sinks down low, so his lips brush Hitomi's cheek and his movements against her become more forceful.
Where his hips before were rocking against hers in a languid, slow fashion, his thrusts now are becoming more sharp and thorough. His arm is supporting the weight of her hips more as he is pulling her against himself every time his hardness fills her completely. Hitomi's legs are wrapped around him tightly and her heels are digging into his firm buttocks as they are completely lost in each other.
It doesn't take long for them to reach the peak together. Even though they would have liked to enjoy this game for longer, the years of waiting have made it difficult to be patient. Now that they have finally found each other again, the unspoken agreement to enjoy themselves to the full extent of what is possible is still fresh on their minds.
When they collapse in a pleasant daze and a tangle of limbs, Van's wings cover them like a blanket. He pulls Hitomi against his warm, broad chest and holds her possessively close. Just like in the small room on board of the rolling crusade ship he doesn't want to let go of her.
Hitomi gently nuzzles his neck and inhales Van's own proprietary scent and the fresh spring water they just bathed in. His wings smell like a hint of something she knows but can't place it for sure. "Van?"
"Hmm?" Is his lazy, content reply.
"What do the clouds and the sky smell like?" She asks curiously.
He opens one eye to regard her briefly before placing a small kiss on the tip of her nose, closing it again and leaning his head against the mossy ground. "Like rain and sunshine."
"Hmm…" Hitomi acknowledges thoughtfully before she finally joins him in a soft slumber.
Or so she thought until Van's hand gently caresses her cheek. "Will you be mine forever, Wing Goddess?" He asks quietly.
"Wasn't I already years ago?" Hitomi answers with a soft voice, no need to open her eyes to know a lopsided grin now adorns his face.
The End