WARNINGS:...teenagers smoking. I don't know, was it appropriate to include it among the warnings?

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34 (I).

"Hey, Ma…". Five wasn't allowed to finish: as soon as the window was open, his lips got captured with abandon by another mouth.
"Hello, Dimple. I missed you, today" Marben whispered a couple of kisses later, making him sigh warm air on her face as she felt him relax considerably against her.
"I missed you too, baby" the boy gingerly admitted; Marben sensed his uncertainty, probably the result of being given such a warm welcome after several days of extreme tension, and realized she was sharing it. So she looked at him, with a warm smile, and searched for his hands. One of them was holding something.
"What is it?". Five simply showed her: a pack of cigarettes.
"I stole them from Klaus. He was being annoying" he said with a little smirk, watching the little package as he turned it between his fingers. Then his green, piercing eyes met Marben's. "Wanna try 'em?". Caught off guard, the girl guffawed a laugh and then nodded.
"Let's move to the roof!" she suggested, going to pick up something from her desk drawer. "It would be too suspicious to do it here, if someone were to see smoke coming from this window I would end up in detention so fast I wouldn't even have time to curse myself!". Without bothering to close the drawer or to turn off the light, Marben grabbed her coat and went back to the window, showing Five the very same matchbox she had produced both times they had celebrated their fake birthdays.
"Right" he said with a wicked smile, then hugged her tight and jumped.

They landed on the School's rooftop with a lively laughter from Marben; Five looked at her fondly, touched by how she was welcoming his spacial-jumping, now that she had grown accustomed to it. They spread their coats on the ground and sat on them, Five holding out the cigarettes while Marben lit a match.
"How is this supposed to work?" asked the boy, watching as his girlfriend fished a cigarette from the pack. She slyly smirked at him, putting the fag's filter between her rosy lips.
"You bring the flame to the top of the cigarette while inhaling through your mouth. That's it". With slow and deliberate gestures, she showed him; when she was done, Five raised his eyebrows as if with so little she had managed to impress him.
"How come you know exactly how to light a cigarette? Is this not the first time you smoke?". Marben extinguished the match on the roof (safely far from their coats) and with a moue exhaled her first whiff of smoke.
"My Dad smokes, when the work drives him crazy, and Father absolutely hates it and berates him to no end. Turns out he's right, anyway, these things taste like shit". She coughed, and unexpectedly Five burst out laughing.
"I can't miss the chance to try them, then!". This time it was Five who lit the match, and Marben handed him the pack from which the boy helped himself; as instructed, he brought the flame to the tip of the cigarette and when the paper burned, leaving behind a small orange ember, he inhaled. Just to start coughing convulsively a split second later. It was Marben's turn to laugh.
"Oh, sweetie!" she cooed between a fit of laughter and a pat on his back. "Too rushed, try to take a gentler drag!".
"Wha'?" wheezed Five, looking at her through watery eyes "Do I 'ave to do 't aga'n?". Seeing him so put off, Marben forced herself to quell down her hilarity and softened.
"No, babe. Of course not, if you don't want to". Five didn't wait to be told twice, he immediately - and testily - threw the cigarette away. His girlfriend couldn't help another snicker, and throwing away hers as well, she embraced him and dragged him to the ground with her, on the soft makeshift bed made of their coats.

Five fell on her with a strange sound midway between a stifled laugh and a grunt, but quickly adapted to their sudden change of position by finding his way to Marben's lips and giving her a passionate and playful kiss, bitter from the cigarettes but also holding the sweet taste of their recovered intimacy. The girl moaned softly under him, letting her hands wander on his arms and shoulders, his back, tangling her nimble fingers in his soft hair. Five basked for a while in her sweet caresses, but at some point parted from the kiss with a loud 'smack' and his eyes bore directly into Marben's.

"Listen, Doll, I…I need to tell you something, but…I can't, if first we don't clear up what happened in the last few days" he said gravely. Marben felt glued to the roof, due to the urgency in his gaze as well as in his voice.
"Alright" she acquiesced, sounding strangely brittle. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes for a moment, then exhaled and looked back up into Five's worried, anxious gaze. "I'm sorry. I made you worry, I told you some pretty awful things and I've been withdrawn when you needed comfort...I knew you were disappointed by all this, and yet I chose to keep you at arm's-length. I'm sorry I was so mean and standoffish, honey, you didn't deserve it. It happened because lately I've started to ask myself all those dreadful questions I posed you, and couldn't get them out of my head…".
"For example if I want or like to kill people?" Five interrupted her.
"That too, yes. I…I found myself looking at you with different eyes, once I realized what you and your siblings get up to while on your missions. And it did terrify me, because it jeopardized everything I learned to love about you!". At that, Five looked away; Marben, however, wasn't willing to let him retreat inside his mind, so she cupped his cheek and kept him anchored to the moment. "But then…I recalled about all the genuinely good, generous and selfless things you proved me to be capable of doing…I remembered how you did profuse yourself so that your sister could take up violin lessons, and about how you stayed by those dying workers' sides, at the factory, so they didn't have to face the worst alone! I remembered how happy you looked that night you brought me a birthday cake…happy to be giving, without getting anything else in return".
Five's eyes locked with Marben's again then, full of a myriad of uproarious emotions. She smiled at him tenderly, and with tearful eyes caressed his cheek.
"That was the moment when I realized I already knew everything I needed to know about you".
"And what would that be?" asked Five, his voice breaking, but not out of a puberty's joke.
"That you've got such a big, kind heart, and…while I might dislike some of the things you do, those things don't define you. And above all, they don't change what a truly amazing person you are".
Five closed his eyes, so relieved that a lonely tear escaped between his eyelashes and ran down his cheekbone; Marben swiftly caught it with her thumb and pulled herself up, sitting.
"So…you still love me?" asked Five with the same, broken voice as before. Marben felt like she had just been punched.
"Yes!" she hurried to say, "Yes, of course! I love you, Five, don't you ever doubt it!". Five smiled with glossy eyes.
"That's…scary as fuck, actually! Because I realized…that in spite of everything I'm tremendously happy, since I met you, and that I've never have been happy before that, not even a little bit!" the boy said, nervously snickering. "I think…I think you're the reason for my happiness, Marben, and I'm mad about you!".
Marben looked at him, gobsmacked, without knowing what to say.
"Oh, Five, dear…".
"I know it sounds ludicrous, for someone my age to say things like these!" Five hurried to add, as if he had been afraid to be not taken seriously, "But...but I know, I know, Marben, that nobody else can make me feel as good as you do. I know that you can love me even when I'm the only one to blame…and that you're the only one for me".

Marben felt her heart squeeze and then start beating at twice its normal speed: overwhelmed by the sheer need to make her way inside Five's ribcage and merge herself with him so that they would never ever be apart form each other again, she shifted her hand from the boy's cheek to his nape, and then urgently closed the distance between them, bringing their lips together. Five gasped in the ravenous kiss, surprised by the alacrity with which Marben latched onto his mouth, sucking and nipping at his lips, entwining her tongue with his while her hand ruffled his hair as she clung fiercely to his nape.
"You too make me happy" she heaved after a while; Five looked at her, ecstatic and surprised, and the blonde girl frowned. "What? Don't you kno…how can you possibly not know it, Five?".
"I know! I know it, love" whispered the boy leaning his forehead against his girlfriend's. "I knew that your feelings were true from our very start. It's just…I dared not hope they were as powerful as mine".
"Truly?".
"Absolutely. It is evident, when you look at me". Marben's eyes lost every trace of insecurity and softened in the most unrestrained love Five had ever glimpsed into a gaze; he felt his own skin tingle under the gentle, sheer majesty of that unconditioned devotion, and hoped with all his heart that his eyes were able to convey the same to his beloved Doll.
The two teens shared an immensely fond smile, both basking in the new sense of belonging they were experiencing. Then Marben grabbed Five by the tie, and smacked a languid kiss on his lips.
"Make love to me" she blowed on his face, hoarsely.
"What?" heaved Five, incredulous, but when their eyes locked, underneath the surprise Marben saw desire.
"You heard me. Make love to me…and please, let me do the same to you!" she said before engaging him in another steamy kiss. Without parting his lips from hers, Five wrapped Marben in his arms, and with a crackle and a blue gleam they were gone.

A/N: So, who caught the almost literal quote from Guns' N Roses? Well? Anyone? Don't disappoint me on classic rock, Beautifolks.

Anyway, here we are, ladies, gentlemen and everyone in between: sexy times ahead. I hope you'll continue to read the fic (it's almost over, but the biggest plot twists still have to come!), but if the idea of two minors sleeping together disturbs you, you may want to skip the next chapter. There will be a lot of consent, nothing graphically described or too much explicit and everything will be swamped with love and tenderness. But I wanted to warn you anyway :)

'See' you on Friday...I hope. Otherwise, next Tuesday! Ciao!