DISCLAIMER: Fortunately Shuumatsu no Izetta doesn't belong to me. So all rights are reserved to Ajia-do Animation Works.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: It's been a few weeks but I am still working on shaping this story to be something good. Also there's some mature stuff in here so I bumped the rating to 'M'. Skipping this chapter won't break the plot but it will meaning missing out on Finé being a sappy mess at the end and the one thing that the show never gave. My muse is being difficult right now in general so this is also a release of sorts.
Passionate Fire
(New Year's 1948)
Another year had come to pass and it had been much like the others. Or so Finé thought as she sat in front of the fire next to Izetta.
"Maybe this year I won't have to travel so much." Finé stated as she raised her wine glass to the fire. Izetta however leaned into Finé's ear.
'I miss traveling.' Izetta lightly rasped.
"I thought you didn't like to travel a lot." Finé responded.
'I don't like traveling in wagons.' Izetta said softly as her rasp began to give out. She reached across to the table and picked up a pad.
"Are you going to draw me a picture you not liking wagons?" Finé teased.
Izetta looked at Fine with an exasperated expression before she drew the pencil out of the pad's binding. Izetta then began to draw a picture as she couldn't read or write. Thankfully Izetta's art was well enough that Finé could make out mountains and trees.
"Your drawings are getting better. Maybe you'll be able to start learning how to read and write soon?" Finé stated as she looked at a less then amused Izetta.
"I didn't mean it like that. I just think you'd feel a lot better about yourself if we add another skill to your growing repertoire." Finé said as she pulled Izetta closer.
Izetta for her part couldn't help but blush as she felt Finé's arms wrap around her and even felt a little tingle in her chest as Finé kissed her forehead. Izetta closed her eyes as she felt Finé's hands slide under her shirt and lightly caress her hips.
Finé dialed back her offensive and withdrew her hands from Izetta's bare midriff allowing Izetta's shirt to fall back into place.
Izetta's grunt of displeasure was readable even without words. Finé then pulled Izetta into her lap and resumed her actions from moment before. The combined feeling of being pressed into Finé on one side and having the heat reach out for her exposed skin on the other caused Izetta to smile and snuggle more into Finé
"It is new years and you've worked so hard Izetta." Finé stated as she slid her hand beneath Izetta's waist causing the latter to melt into her arms with anticipation. Izetta's thoughts and focus were all upon the tips of Finé's fingers. Izetta shuddered and her breath became heavy as her desire wished to reach out to Finé to further the former's actions.
'Please.' Izetta said with painful rasp. Finé withdrew her hand and stood leveraging Izetta into her arms as she planned to place her in her chair and take her to the bedroom.
'No, here. Take me here. In front of the fire.' Izetta pleaded with her barely audible whisper. She soon found herself deposited on the floor and the flurry of feet running down the hall causing even a stir from the dogs. Soon after Finé returned with the quilt from the bed and expertly set the blanket upon the floor.
"I can think of nothing else now. Forgive me Izetta." Finé stated as she set Izetta upon the blanket and then made her skirt disappear. Just as quickly as the skirt disappeared a pillow appeared behind Izetta as she leaned back feeling the warmth of the fire on her exposed back once more.
A few moments later Finé removed the last stitch of both her own and Izetta's clothing and as if being driven by instinct alone found herself sliding on her belly across the blanket. Fine set Izetta's bare calves upon her shoulders and moved in to seize the essence that had always been hers.
Izetta gasped and leaned back further as her thighs slid forward and her soft bottom into Finé's waiting hands. The last had been so long ago but her body had never forgotten Finé's touch, her lips and most of all, her tongue.
As Finé plunged, Izetta reeled. As Finé cajoled the little bud from it's slumber, Izetta tensed with joy. Izetta's hands were at their limit and her back was awash with heat from the fire. Izetta could do little as Finé went about her time and slowly devoured the fully bloomed flower before her.
And as quickly as Izetta could register it she felt the coolness of the blanket on her back and the softness of the pillow behind her head and one more thing. Fine's delectable flower dripping it's essence upon her lips.
As Finé continued her quest for Izetta's pleasure she felt the softness of a tongue tracing her delicate petals. Fine moved on instinct and spread her knees wider and arched down so that she was pressing against Izetta's head. The moment was approaching but difficult to gauge. Finé's longing poured into her actions as Izetta urged Finé on though hers. The two lay ensconced with each other as they both wished the moment would remain forever.
The time of rapture came sooner then expected but it was no less enjoyable. The nectar of two flowers did flow and thirsts were quenched. The two lay with each other disheveled, raw and happy.
"That was … I can't describe it." Fine stated with a smile as she shifted onto her side.
Izetta shifted herself onto her side as well. And as she reached over and lightly caressed Finé's side with one hand Izetta grasped Finé's remaining hand with her own. Admittedly Izetta felt lightheaded and airy as if she were floating.
"The last time we did it was that night..."Finé said with a pause. "... It's after midnight." Finé finished as she slid over kissing Izetta on the forehead before breaking away for a moment and returned with two glasses filled with wine.
"And here I thought this might have happened after we drank the wine." Finé said with a chuckle as she returned to Izetta as the latter powered herself to sit up despite her legs being in the way. Fine quickly helped Izetta re-position herself as the two sat in the afterglow of their lovemaking.
The two sat there with their arms entwined as one drank from the others glass. Izetta attempted to hold in a sneeze but found it escaping anyways. The light chuckle that came afterwords caused Finé to start weeping in joy.
"I'm so happy that I didn't lose you. My life would be so empty right now if I didn't have you in it." Finé said wistfully.
'I'm happy too. I was happy then. I'm happy now.' Izetta whispered.
"You know that you're the first thing I think about when I open my eyes in the morning. It's even better when your next to me." Finé said excitedly as she leans over kissing Izetta on the forehead once more.
"I'm so in love with you Izetta. When I'm here I'm just 'Finé' and not 'Your Highness' or 'Grand Duchess'. We are at the start of our lives still. And I won't stop fighting for you. Ever." Fine said as Izetta reached over and lightly traced Finé's cheeks.
'Love you too, Finé.'