Hiei felt a deep seated exhaustion come over him after the past... what? It had only be a week. With his girl's disappearance, the discover of... him... the prince's... actions... right before his girl had been rescued... The need to go to the far North and investigate what was going on with the tribes up there... It was all so overwhelming to be sure. Now they were planning to go to the North, leaving early tomorrow morning. Nishi had taken charge of planning that, even a bit nervously.
It did not help that early in the day the fox, the stranger, the detective, the oaf, and Yukina showed up at his girl's castle in a huff. The claimed the uncle had sent them after hearing about his girl's disappearance. It was quite a load of energy and excitement brought with them, almost an overwhelming amount. The worst was the decision to decide who of the new set of them would go to the North with the others, and who would stay behind and help the wolf healer mind the castle and look after their son, who was too young to travel with them. In the end it was decided for Yukina and the oaf to stay as well.
Hiei excused him into their rooms to escape the excitement. He muddled things over in his mind, dozing on the bed more than sleeping on it. Nishi's keeping the bird's messages to herself, her lies, and her actions. Yet when his girl was taken, she was repentant, doing everything thing she could think of to find his girl and rescue her. She may have hesitated to kill... him..., but made sure she rescued the little sprite for his girl. He hoped she had proven she had changed, could be trustworthy again...
His thoughts were abruptly interrupted at the sound of Nishi coming into the rooms. She sighed, trudging her way into the bedroom. She halted in the doorway, less noisy all of a sudden. She hummed under her breath, and started moving again so quietly he could scarcely hear her.
He opened his eyes, looking over to see her changing into her pajamas, feeling a sudden temptation at the image of her undressing. It had been a long time since they two were together... he could hardly recall the last time. He was unsure if the trust was there enough for such a thing, though.
She turned back, looking over towards him. "Oh," she said softly. She had pants on now, but no shirt. She held her unworn pajama shirt up over her exposed chest. "I thought you were asleep," she said in the softest voice.
She looked just as exhausted as he was, if not more so. Desirable, but tired. He sat up, throwing off the blankets over himself. She looked over at him curiously, a rosy tint coming to her cheeks. She dropped the top in her hands, allowing him to see her topless. He huffed at the sight of her, wanting to give into the desire to take her. She stepped over to the bed, crawling into with him. She came over to him, hand on his chest, and kissed him. He almost pushed her away.
"You're not keeping anything else secret?" he asked, moving his mouth down and away from hers.
She pulled away, shaking her head. "I wouldn't. I can't... I'm not..." She sounded wounded.
"Not ever again," he emphasized. She nodded, looking down.
He rose up and pushed her down, laying on top of her. He gave into his desire for her, kissing her.
She kissed him readily, taking the lead from him in a rush. She took the lead, rolling the two of them over so she could be on top of him. He huffed, but allowed her to do as she pleased. She rose up, panting. Her hands trembled as she tugged off his own. Her hands shook just as much as she took her own pants off. She was back on top of him, kissing him, and now rubbing at his cock almost too roughly.
When she had him hard enough, she did not hesitate to climb on top of him, slipping him instead of her. He allowed a moan to escape his lips. She kept her body upright, hands resting on his hips to help him bounce up and down on top of him. His hands came over to her hips, gripping her hard. He felt her tighten against him, slowing down and then pausing long enough to let out a long, contented sigh.
She lowered her upper body down, hands now resting along either side of his chest, moving up and down on him still, but at a slower pace. He closed his eyes, shaking as she brought him to his own pleasuring end.
She finally stilled, laying herself down beside his own panting form. "Never again," she whispered in his ear. "My beloved one, never again," she promised.