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Chapter 12....is pure fluff. Pure, cloud-like, soft, foofy, sweet, gooey, marshmallows-and-bunny rabbit FLUFF. Either be disgusted or amazed. Or in love. WHATEVER. But I'm pretty pleased, because that means this is almost over and we can start 'Lost in Golden Sands'!!!! *hugs random kitty*
Also, before I start the fic, on a personal note:
WANTED: 1 ANNOYING TALKING CRITIC TO FILL UP SPACE BEFORE AND AFTER FANFICS. MUST APPLY IN PERSON. CANNOT, UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES, BE FROM POKEMON. ^_^
Also...loving the reviews!!!! I went downstairs to watch Joan of Arcadia, came back, and saw about 6! ^_________________^ Love y'all!!!
On with the fic!
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Toria gently brushed his long bangs with her fingers, sweeping them aside to reveal his eyes. He smiled up at her. It was late. The fire crackled merrily in the library fireplace, and they were lounging on the shag rug in before it, in pajamas. They both looked the picture of young lovers, both unaware that their story seemed to be right out of a fairy tale. Kaiba sipped a shot of espresso, foregoing his usual plain coffee. He felt like this was the best moment of his life. He was warm, rich, and full – his espresso was sweet, his brother was sleeping, and the most beautiful girl in the world was curled up in his arms. He gazed down at her.
She was half-asleep, absent-mindedly toying with the sash on her pink and white flowered yakata, for once peaceful. He tenderly gave her a kiss, enchanted at the way she slid up to meet him. He realized, then, that if three days ago a psychic had told him all of this, he never would have believed her.
Seto was as shocked at his behavior as any other bystander would have been. He had been so hard, so untouchable, for so long. He had not let himself feel emotions. When he was little and his parents died, he learned that emotions...hurt. He didn't like hurt. So what was is about this girl that made him want to feel...human again? He didn't know. But he did know one thing. He never wanted to be numb again.
Toria stirred, giving a sigh of contentment and slowly opening her eyes with a smile. She gave him a long, sweet kiss, a sweetness reserved solely for him. He smiled and held her closer, quietly giving her a forceful kiss that the classical music in the background didn't seem to match.
Pleased at his awakening, Toria revealed a tiny taste of fire that seemed to burn him, kissing him hard and reaching up to clasp her hands around his neck. He ran his hands through her long mass of dark hair, loving the silk of it in his fingers. She gave it a playful toss, arching away from him, before giving him another kiss and burying her face in his brown hair. He gave her another fierce kiss, glad to release some of his fire as well.
After several minutes of fiery kisses, they both paused to catch their breath.
"Toria...I want you to know..." Kaiba began, holding her close to him, enjoying the sensation of her heart beating next to his and her chest rising and falling with breath. "I – I didn't just meet you three days ago." He waited for the confused expression, eyebrows furrowed over violet eyes. But it didn't come.
"Oh, I've known that since..." She paused, realizing what she was saying. "Since forever."
"I – I feel like I've been kept from you for so long, or you've been kept from me," he added, trying to explain. "It makes me so confused, thinking about it."
"Kaiba," Toria softly ordered, staring deep into her eyes, "For once, don't think. Just feel." She pressed a hand to his heart, feeling it pumping. She took his and held it against her own chest, touching the warm skin uncovered by her yakata. "Listen to your heart."
She shook her hair away from her face, letting him stroke her cheeks and smoothly bringing her in for another kiss. He wrapped her in his arms, vaguely feeling her breasts against him, wondering how a woman could so express this energy surge in his heart called 'love'. He seemed to be lost in a world of emotion, senses, and double memories. She was so perfect for him, so his – he felt as though they were two united. After thousands of years, he felt...complete again. He began to rock her back and forth, feeling her face buried in his shoulder. He let his grip ride lower, cradling her as they continued to kiss passionately.
"Seto Kaiba," she began, broken off by another passionate kiss, running her hands through his hair, "I love you." And she let go of every pain she had ever felt, every blow from her old parents, every schoolgirl crush that ended in heartbreak, every losing duelist that had ever mouthed the words 'I hate you.' She lost herself in their love, becoming one soul, and moaned softly as they rolled onto the carpet, Kaiba's espresso forgotten. As large as he was compared to her small frame, he was gentle, treating her as though she might break. He slid his hands to her hips, coaxing another sweet sigh of happiness, while she braced herself against his solid chest, lapsing into kisses and caresses, innocent passion, until, an hour later, the kisses grew softer, grew gentler, pulsing with contentedly weary life.
Kaiba watched the girl in his arms again, the girl he knew he had known forever, the girl who held his secrets...and his heart. As she shifted lower into his arms, her head resting against his chest, he whispered quietly in her ear,
"You are beautiful."
* * * FLUFFY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Beautifully fluffy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Note, the words overused in this piece are: love, heart, gently, softly, and pleased ^_^ Mainly because I like the word pleased right now. I feel pleased ^___________________^ Now most people would consider this the end, but imagine...what did Toria forget to check off from her to-do list????? More in THE FINAL CHAPTER!!!!! Also, loving the R&Rs, really making me write ^_________^
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Chapter 12....is pure fluff. Pure, cloud-like, soft, foofy, sweet, gooey, marshmallows-and-bunny rabbit FLUFF. Either be disgusted or amazed. Or in love. WHATEVER. But I'm pretty pleased, because that means this is almost over and we can start 'Lost in Golden Sands'!!!! *hugs random kitty*
Also, before I start the fic, on a personal note:
WANTED: 1 ANNOYING TALKING CRITIC TO FILL UP SPACE BEFORE AND AFTER FANFICS. MUST APPLY IN PERSON. CANNOT, UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES, BE FROM POKEMON. ^_^
Also...loving the reviews!!!! I went downstairs to watch Joan of Arcadia, came back, and saw about 6! ^_________________^ Love y'all!!!
On with the fic!
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Toria gently brushed his long bangs with her fingers, sweeping them aside to reveal his eyes. He smiled up at her. It was late. The fire crackled merrily in the library fireplace, and they were lounging on the shag rug in before it, in pajamas. They both looked the picture of young lovers, both unaware that their story seemed to be right out of a fairy tale. Kaiba sipped a shot of espresso, foregoing his usual plain coffee. He felt like this was the best moment of his life. He was warm, rich, and full – his espresso was sweet, his brother was sleeping, and the most beautiful girl in the world was curled up in his arms. He gazed down at her.
She was half-asleep, absent-mindedly toying with the sash on her pink and white flowered yakata, for once peaceful. He tenderly gave her a kiss, enchanted at the way she slid up to meet him. He realized, then, that if three days ago a psychic had told him all of this, he never would have believed her.
Seto was as shocked at his behavior as any other bystander would have been. He had been so hard, so untouchable, for so long. He had not let himself feel emotions. When he was little and his parents died, he learned that emotions...hurt. He didn't like hurt. So what was is about this girl that made him want to feel...human again? He didn't know. But he did know one thing. He never wanted to be numb again.
Toria stirred, giving a sigh of contentment and slowly opening her eyes with a smile. She gave him a long, sweet kiss, a sweetness reserved solely for him. He smiled and held her closer, quietly giving her a forceful kiss that the classical music in the background didn't seem to match.
Pleased at his awakening, Toria revealed a tiny taste of fire that seemed to burn him, kissing him hard and reaching up to clasp her hands around his neck. He ran his hands through her long mass of dark hair, loving the silk of it in his fingers. She gave it a playful toss, arching away from him, before giving him another kiss and burying her face in his brown hair. He gave her another fierce kiss, glad to release some of his fire as well.
After several minutes of fiery kisses, they both paused to catch their breath.
"Toria...I want you to know..." Kaiba began, holding her close to him, enjoying the sensation of her heart beating next to his and her chest rising and falling with breath. "I – I didn't just meet you three days ago." He waited for the confused expression, eyebrows furrowed over violet eyes. But it didn't come.
"Oh, I've known that since..." She paused, realizing what she was saying. "Since forever."
"I – I feel like I've been kept from you for so long, or you've been kept from me," he added, trying to explain. "It makes me so confused, thinking about it."
"Kaiba," Toria softly ordered, staring deep into her eyes, "For once, don't think. Just feel." She pressed a hand to his heart, feeling it pumping. She took his and held it against her own chest, touching the warm skin uncovered by her yakata. "Listen to your heart."
She shook her hair away from her face, letting him stroke her cheeks and smoothly bringing her in for another kiss. He wrapped her in his arms, vaguely feeling her breasts against him, wondering how a woman could so express this energy surge in his heart called 'love'. He seemed to be lost in a world of emotion, senses, and double memories. She was so perfect for him, so his – he felt as though they were two united. After thousands of years, he felt...complete again. He began to rock her back and forth, feeling her face buried in his shoulder. He let his grip ride lower, cradling her as they continued to kiss passionately.
"Seto Kaiba," she began, broken off by another passionate kiss, running her hands through his hair, "I love you." And she let go of every pain she had ever felt, every blow from her old parents, every schoolgirl crush that ended in heartbreak, every losing duelist that had ever mouthed the words 'I hate you.' She lost herself in their love, becoming one soul, and moaned softly as they rolled onto the carpet, Kaiba's espresso forgotten. As large as he was compared to her small frame, he was gentle, treating her as though she might break. He slid his hands to her hips, coaxing another sweet sigh of happiness, while she braced herself against his solid chest, lapsing into kisses and caresses, innocent passion, until, an hour later, the kisses grew softer, grew gentler, pulsing with contentedly weary life.
Kaiba watched the girl in his arms again, the girl he knew he had known forever, the girl who held his secrets...and his heart. As she shifted lower into his arms, her head resting against his chest, he whispered quietly in her ear,
"You are beautiful."
* * * FLUFFY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Beautifully fluffy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Note, the words overused in this piece are: love, heart, gently, softly, and pleased ^_^ Mainly because I like the word pleased right now. I feel pleased ^___________________^ Now most people would consider this the end, but imagine...what did Toria forget to check off from her to-do list????? More in THE FINAL CHAPTER!!!!! Also, loving the R&Rs, really making me write ^_________^
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