Author: Rapis-Razuri
Beta: N/A
Prompt: Making Out
Word Count: 954
Notes: Twenty chapters of chastity is pretty good. Especially when one half is Inigo.
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The party was thrown in her mother's honor as much as it was for Grima's defeat.
Morgan didn't stick around for long. He had retired to his room earlier in the evening. Lucina knew he must be taking this badly and she was worried about him. Reaching the room that he was given for his use during his stay at Ylisstol, Lucina opened the door and looked inside. As it turned out, he didn't need her, as he already had someone to comfort him. Morgan was sobbing, as she feared, but Nah was there with him, patiently running her fingers through his navy hair as he dampened her dress with his tears.
She murmured a wordless 'thank you' to the young manakete as she quietly closed the door again. Not really sure what else to do, Lucina found herself heading back to the the celebrations. When she reached the stairs, she saw Inigo sitting on the bottom step, his head against the wall. He barely twitched when she made her way down the stairs, which made her think he probably dozed off.
Smiling gently, Lucina sat down next to him and leaned against his shoulder. She might've slept a little when she closed her eyes, but she opened them again when she felt him move his arm.
"Hey," Inigo whispered, "How are you holding up?"
"Well enough," she replied, "I was more worried about Morgan."
"How is he doing?"
"I think he'll be fine for now."
"And you?" It was his first question reworded. He wanted a straight answer.
Lucina sighed deeply. Her mother had sacrificed herself to put the dragon down for good. Her goal from the very beginning was to merely prevent Grima from awakening, or, failing that, put him back to sleep before he could usher in her future of despair. She didn't think it was possible for him to be permanently destroyed. He was a god, after all, wasn't he?
Still, against all odds, there had been a way, but not one without sacrifices. She could still recall the hurt and betrayal in her father's eyes when he realized what Robin was doing. "She promised she wouldn't," he had said. Lucina wished she could say she was as surprised as her father and brother. She had seen her mother's eyes the after their escape from Plegia Castle. It didn't matter if she died on the sword of her own daughter or by using Grima's power against itself, Robin had been prepared to lay down her life for her family and her friends and nothing was going to stop her once she set her mind to it. In hindsight, Lucina knew she was expecting her mother to break her promise to Chrom when she said she wouldn't sacrifice herself to save the world. As for why she didn't voice her suspicions, she knew there was a part of her that wanted to believe her mother was telling the truth.
"I promised myself that when I found out who betrayed my father, I would kill them before they could," she buried her face in her hands, "I was all talk. I couldn't do it when I found out it was my own mother and I didn't want her to do it."
Inigo laid his head atop of her's. "If you need to cry, you know my shoulder's always available for you to use."
She pulled back to face him. "No," she said firmly, "No crying. I'd say she gave her life so I...all of us can live our lives without ever having to worry about Grima, but... she'll be back, I know it. I believe in her." She didn't during that sunset confrontation so she will double her faith today and in the future.
Inigo was silent for a moment and then he dared smile. "And here I was, so worried that you were beating yourself up for this. You have a habit of doing that." Inigo fondly ran his hand through her hair. "There's nothing wrong with that, not when it goes to show what kind of person you are, but I've always hated watching you blame yourself for things you had no control over."
Slipping her fingers still into his hair, Lucina leaned forward and kissed him. She couldn't help but feel a little pleased when she heard him groan as she brushed her tongue over his lips. His arms lowered from her hair to her waist, bringing her closer to him. When she found the strength to draw away, she whispered "thank you."
They stayed where they were together in silence for a moment longer. Finally, Inigo asked, "So what now? Rejoin the celebrations? Basilio, Flavia, and Gregor probably need some more people to drink under the table. Besides each other, obviously."
"Well, actually," Lucina knew she was blushing. "I was wondering if you wanted to accompany me to my room?"
"Sure," he answered without missing a beat, thought he did sound slightly confused, "Although I thought you knew your way around this place."
"I do. I was just wondering if you wanted to...you know..."
"If I wanted to... oh," Lucina felt herself growing redder as Inigo finally put the pieces together. When he did, he flushed too. "Sorry, that... caught me off guard... But are you sure?"
Cheeks still pink, she closed her eyes and nodded. Maybe it was the kiss, or they've been holding back throughout the war and knowing it was finally, finally over, but she wanted him. "It's stupid, but I don't want to be alone tonight."
"There's many words I can use to describe that request Luce, but 'stupid' isn't one of them."
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A/N: I hope it didn't make you want to get Grima'd so you'd forget about reading it. I'm bad at these sort of things...
Also, you may or may not have noticed that I started naming my chapters (and gave the last 20 titles). Some are after music tracks in previous games because I'm unoriginal like that.
Edit: 10/19/2014