Quick Info~

Hi everyone! I'm so happy to get another update out before I have family friends coming to town for the rest of the week. So, after the first M-rated oneshot, I hadn't written another one - not even in draft form. But I've gotten reviews asking for another M rated oneshot and I think it is time that we once again take the plunge! This oneshot takes place after Leon and Frey have been dating for awhile but before his reverse proposal event. It's actually really steamy and not very sentimental, but I think that is something that everyone likes to read about once in awhile. Anyway, I really hope you guys enjoy this and thank you so much to all of you wonderful people for sticking with me through this thus far! :)

Title: Rose Scented Steam

Rated: M (adult situations. Don't read if it makes you uncomfortable.)

Frey sunk into the bubbles in the bath with a long sigh. She had spent all day dungeon crawling for materials to make Leon a new weapon. At first, she had insisted on only taking Forte on quests, as she was a trained knight and also one of Frey's closest friends. But after Leon had made the proclamation that they were now officially dating, he saw it fit to protect her by any and all means necessary.

She didn't complain, honestly. She loved having his humor around in the dingy, monster-ridden labyrinths. And she certainly didn't mind watching the way he could cut down enemies almost effortlessly, and nearly shirtless, too.

But the fact of the matter was that Leon's weapon of choice was terribly out of date. With materials that Frey could forge into a new weapon for him, the two could be unstoppable. The problem was that not only were the materials hard to come by, they were also impossibly far away. She was exhausted by the time she walked back to town and the sweet, rose scented steam from the Inn was calling her name.

She closed her eyes and rested her head against the cool tile lining the bath. Xaoi Pai made an effort to light all of the cinnamon scented candles and turn off all of the lights so that Frey could immerse herself in a warm bubble of complete seclusion and relaxation.

"If you were planning on preparing a romantic evening for us, shouldn't you have told me first?"

Frey's eyes snapped open to reveal a smug-looking Leon standing in the doorway. He was wearing only a towel, loosely tied around his waist and hanging dangerously low on his abdomen.

"I spent all day looking for materials for you," Frey said, feeling a pool of warmth begin to gather in her belly at the sight of him.

"And I spent all day thinking about you like this, so we're equally exhausted," Leon murmured.

He walked over to the water and dipped his toe in. Frey gulped and even though she had complete trust in him, she still felt self conscious. The bubbles thankfully hid anything that she was nervous about him seeing, but she still felt like she was standing out in the open air naked for him.

"We're going to get caught," Frey said, her eyes wide as they darted from Leon to the door.

"No we won't," Leon said, sitting at the edge of the water and lifting her hand to his lips. "Xaoi Pai closed the bath for you hours ago. She said you needed to relax."

"So how did you get in here then?" Frey asked, feeling the heat begin to rise to her already flushed cheeks.

"I told her that I was quite good at relaxing you and she seemed to have no problem letting me in," Leon answered simply.

Frey held her breath as he began to fiddle with the loose knot on the towel. She turned away as it started to fall and she felt his warm body next to hers a moment later. His fingers ghosted over the hourglass curve of her waist and she shuddered at his touch.

"You're going to get me in trouble," he whispered, lightly nipping at her ear.

She let out the tiniest squeak of satisfaction and turned around to face him. Her lips were red and full from a long day of foraging and the pink tint to her cheeks—no doubt from over exposure to the sun—had blossomed into a deep cherry color.

"Maybe I like trouble," she whispered back, wondering how or where she had picked up the ability to seduce him.

He certainly was no easy task. His strong ironed will to never marry, to never take it that far, had dominated his want to be with her for so long. He nearly rejected her confession and even after he accepted it, he still had a hard time doing anything more than light kisses. But she loved him even still and she knew that he loved her, too. Even if they could never marry, would it be wrong for her to convince him to take her?

He was a gentleman on every level, aside from the occasional teasing. It would be highly improper for him to do anything with her that required a ring in his time. But there she was, standing before him like some sort of goddess. Even with the bubbles, he still knew her shape quite well. Her clothes weren't exactly loose fitting. He knew about the petite curve from her ribcage to her stomach. He knew about the swelling arch of her hips and the perfectly round, if not ever so slightly flat, shape of her rear. He knew about the cream colored skin as soft and smooth as a rose petal and the callouses on her hands from farm work and fighting. He knew her and he wanted her and if it didn't matter to her that they couldn't marry then he was willing to take it as far as she wanted to go.

"You are utterly adorable," he said, chuckling and pulling her into his arms.

Before she had time to realize that the hardened appendage pressing into her lower abdomen was the handiwork of Frey herself, Leon was kissing her. Slowly and teasingly at first to make Frey squirm. His breathing came out in short, quick gasps and he would then pull away whenever she tried to quicken the pace of their kissing.

"You know patience is a virtue," he breathed, feeling the fluttering touch of her lips against his as he pulled away.

"I was never all that great at being patient," she said, pouting and opening her eyes in protest.

"As you wish," he said simply.

He didn't bother to tease her as he entered her mouth full force with his tongue. She let out a happy moan at his sudden change of pace and she gripped onto his hips, pulling him even closer towards her. He lifted his hands and cupped her face, neither caring that she now had soapy bubbles on her cheeks, until there was not even a centimeter of distance between them.

The heat in her core grew from searing to scorching in a matter of seconds and she found her hand wandering down below the depths of the water and into his unknown territory. She fumbled momentarily but the moan he let out when she regained her grip on him gave her more confidence then she probably needed.

"Frey," he moaned as she began to run her hand up and down his length.

His hands hovered just above the surface for a moment before he cupped her breasts. He squeezed, already earning a small noise of satisfaction from her. He bent down and covered her taut nipple with his mouth. Sucking earned rhythmic, steady moans, but biting sent her into a frenzy. She wriggled underneath his lips and released her grip on him.

He pulled away, satisfied with her reaction. She stared up at him with wide eyes and he stared back at her contently. She really did look beautiful completely aroused. He was sure he looked like some sort of beast.

As she began to plant long, slow kisses on his neck that would surely leave some sort of mark behind, Leon made his way down to her center. He slid a finger in and felt her walls already beginning to pulsate around him. She inhaled sharply against his neck as he began to pump his fingers in and out of her.

Frey felt like she might faint under the intensity of the pleasure and she gripped his shoulder to steady herself. Nails made contact with skin and she was pretty sure she drew blood, but Leon didn't say anything. Instead, he began to kiss her again, swallowing all of her moans with his mouth.

She grabbed his wrist and pulled away before beginning to position herself for his entrance.

"Damnit," he panted. "Frey…are you sure?"

She nodded, recapturing his lips and wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. She squeaked in surprise as she felt his hardness against her core. He chuckled and gave her a quick kiss on the tip of her nose.

Grabbing her hand, he led her over to the edge of the bath and pulled them up out of the water together. Almost instinctively, she carefully straddled him and felt him slip inside of her. The immediate rush of pleasure that followed caused them both to gasp.

"Leon," Frey said tentatively. "I'm not that experienced."

He smiled, a smile that lit up all the way to his eyes, and he pressed his forehead into the crook of her shoulder. "I'll take it from here, love."

Turning them both over, he rested her softly on the ground and hovered over her, his arms barring either side of her face. He began to thrust into her as she ran her hands along the tanned marble of his chest and the flexed crevices of his abs. Her hands slapped onto his back as his thrusting became harder and faster. She drew sharp, red lines all over his skin—which he would wear proudly—as she moaned breathily.

"L-Leo," she breathed and he moaned at the sound of her calling his name.

He felt her begin to tighten around him as she writhed underneath him, her climax coming into full bloom. He joined her and they rocked together as the sounds of their orgasms swelled and filled with room.

He held her there for more than a few heartbeats, his arms shaking with exhaustion and adrenaline. She was staring at him with half-lidded, loving eyes and the tiny hairs framing her face began to curl into small ringlets in the humidity.

When he couldn't hold his own weight anymore, he carefully collapsed beside her. She snuggled into his arms and rested her head on his chest. The candles in the bath were beginning to dim and the bubbles had all but disappeared. The room smelled faintly of roses but hot with sex and Frey's body heaved with exhaustion.

"Hey, you," Leon said, tipping her chin up to look at him.

"Hmm?" Frey mumbled.

"I just wanted to feel if you were really here," he said quietly, brushing his fingers gingerly across her cheek.

"I'm here," Frey answered. "Always have been. Always will be."

"Good answer," he said, and the relief in his voice was enough for Frey to know that he really did love her.