Usagi and Mamoru
Signs of Affection
100 Drabbles
Thirty-Six – Champagne
Words – 100
Usagi breathed in deeply, allowing his warmth to flow over her. He smelled of the champagne they had shared. She could no longer remember what they had been celebrating and, as she curled her petite body against his, she no longer cared. Tenderly his large hand came up to cup her cheek, to tilt her face towards his. Time slowed and a thousand thoughts swirled through her mind as their lips drew together. She had always hoped for this but never dreamed it could really happen. Soft as a whisper, powerful as a thunderclap, they kissed.
"Oh, Motoki," she breathed.
AN-
Another true drabble, because sometimes limits help us be even more creative. Or because I really didn't care for this theme.
...oh yeah. April Fools!