Sorry about the exam hiatus, but It's almost over! It's the weekend, so I thought I'd give a little something for being so kind and reviewing and waiting for me! I hope you enjoy! I love your reviews!

You know what I hate? When people review and are like "ew, that's gross". What's gross? Sex? Creating life? How old are we, eight? Sex is not gross. It's a part of life and nature, it's totally natural and normal. Those people can't honestly say they have never had a single little tiny fantasy. Sorry, I got two reviews like that (one was "how can people write about this stuff!" and I'm sitting here like "well, okay, it's rated M, I warned you in the summary…sort of…and if you don't wanna read this stuff, then check the frigging rating before you read it! "Seduction" was in the summary!"). Sorry. I like to rant. But now, we go onward!

Someone asked for MinexAyame a while back, so I just had to. So here you go, Loretta537! Sorry it took so long!

-Forbala-

CHAPTER THIRTEEN: FRILLS AND THRILLS

The tall silver-haired man walked into his dress shop, very excited. This would be his first time getting any time with Mine since the curse had been broken. Of course, they'd seen each other at work, but they hadn't really had a chance for alone time together.

Ayame walked to the back of the shop, where the dressing rooms were. He would wait for Mine here.

He soon heard the tinkle of the door's bell and straightened up. He heard her calling, "Boss! You here?" and his heart went all aflutter. He called out that he was by the dressing rooms; he wanted to show her something. He heard her footsteps approaching him and his heart quickened. It was one thing to love someone and know you'll never have her, but it was something else entirely when you loved her and could have her.

As she came into his line of sight, his heart hammered and threatened to explode. She looked as lovely as ever, but he did not notice what she was wearing for the first time in his life.

"Ah, there you are boss, what did you—?" She couldn't finish her sentence because Ayame had kissed her full on her soft lips. He pulled away and looked down into her shocked face, his hand lingering on her cheek. He didn't want to let her go, but he also didn't want to force himself on her.

"Mine…" he whispered.

She cuddled up against his chest and cried, "Oh, boss!" He knew, then, that she shared his feelings. She leaned her had back, stood on her tiptoes and waited. He knew what for, and oh how he wanted to give it to her.

But not just yet. Not here, certainly. What if a customer came in for some reason? No, he would take her elsewhere; that was why he'd waited by the dressing rooms.

He scooped her up bride-style and carried her into the largest dressing room. Her face turned bright red, for she knew what this meant.

He set her down on the floor and cupped on hand on her cheek. She leaned up again and he leaned down. Their lips touched, confessing their undying love for one another.

Then Mine surprised Ayame: her tongue flicked out against his lips and forced its way into his mouth. He had not expected this, certainly not expected her to be so forward, but he was not displeased. His tongue greeted hers and the two intertwined. Ayame's arms wrapped around Mine, one around the small of her back, the other about her shoulders. Her hands held his neck so he could not escape (as if he'd ever want to).

They did that for a few minutes before Ayame could take it no longer. His hand found the hem of her large skirt and brushed it away. He traced the hand up along her thigh until her found her butt. He squeezed the flesh gently but tightly. He felt Mine gasp in surprise and want.

He pulled her rear end, and Mine herself, closer to him. He didn't want her to be so far away from him. Her hands responded by finding his robe buttons and doing away with them in her expert way. He felt the dress pool at his feet and her hands played against his bare chest. His hands moved from their present spots to try and rid Mine of the troublesome dress.

The rapid, expert hands found the giant ribbon on her back and threw it to the ground. He found the small ties up her spine and undid those, causing the dress to loosen and nearly fall off her shoulders. But it was too close fitting for that. He ripped her arms from the constricting sleeves and her dress pooled with his own.

Her hands found his boxers and tugged them away. His hands pulled at her underpants until they, too, were in a heap on the floor.

He wasted no time. His one hand found her breast, the other supported her by her back, and he entered her body, slowly so as not to hurt her. He heard her moan out and grunt. A sound rumbled up from his chest; a growl, he realized.

Her hands found his nape again and held him close to her warm little body. Her lips were soft again his, her body tight around his shaft, her breasts full and her nipples hard.

He loved her with all his heart, had for such a long, long time. And now he could finally love her with his body.

Suddenly, the tinkle of the bell sounded (how it reached their ears over their moaning, they knew not). They flew apart. Ayame yanked on his boxers and hastened with his robe. Mine already had her dress on, and somehow she'd tied the little strings up her spine, too. Ayame wrapped the giant ribbon about her waist and tied it tight. Then they rushed out into the shop, trying to look as composed as possible. Once they had gotten settled and the customer was looking at all the beautiful dresses, Mine grabbed Ayame's hand and gave it a small squeeze that said the words neither had spoken but both knew.

Hope you enjoyed! I'll get on to the other couples now! Reviewing makes us authors happy!