So, I just realized that I have twenty-five chapters on this chapter, so that means that I'm one-fourth of the way to 100 chapters. I'm slightly excited because I thought this had died a few months ago. Don't forget to review. Pretty please?
Elphaba sighed with contentment as she snuggled into Fiyero's arms, his hands resting comfortably against her stomach. His fingers moved upwards, getting dangerously close to her breasts.
She grinned, "What are you doing?"
"Nothing," he mumbled, kissing the top of her head.
"I think you're trying to seduce me," she replied. "Again."
He smiled in response and pulled her into a kiss before asking, "And what if I am?"
"I never knew that being your lover would be so exhausting," she muttered, a moan escaping her mouth as his lips found her neck.
He moved so that he was hovering over her, his muscles rippling. She ran her fingers down his chest, biting her lip as he studied her face.
"What did you call me?" he whispered, kissing her gently.
"My lover," she murmured into his ear, catching his earlobe gently between her teeth.
He groaned heavily and pulled her up into his arms, saying, "Is that what I am to you?"
"Of course," she replied quietly. "I love you, Yero, my hero."
"Fae, my heart, my love," he said, punctuating each word with a kiss as he moved down her body.
She smiled broadly and pulled him back to her, her arms wrapping tightly around his neck as she kissed him passionately.