Indemnify
In which we learn that Risa has a strong immune system.
"Say 'ahhh'!"
"Ahh…ah…AHCHOOOOOOOO!"
Satoshi had thankfully turned his head to the side at the last second, so Risa wasn't sprayed all over with his bodily fluids. He reached for a tissue on his bedside table and blew his nose before turning back to her, looking utterly miserable.
Risa tried to suppress the giggles rising from her chest at the sight of his red nose, causing a rather unladylike snort to issue from her nose.
He glared at her, looking decidedly adorable with his blue, watery eyes and cherry-like nose—although she refrained from telling him so at the moment. "This," he gestured to himself, "is all your fault, you know."
"Oh, so it's my fault that I have a stronger immune system than you?" she said teasingly. Quite a lot of kisses had been shared under that time in the rain, so much in fact that by the time they stopped, the rains had ceased as well without them even realizing it. Placing the spoon she was holding back into the bowl of soup on her lap, she got up carefully and moved to sit on the bed beside him.
A sheepish look crossed his features for a moment, which he hid by reaching for another tissue and blowing his nose again. "Well, somebody suggested running through the rain instead of waiting for it to stop," he said mildly.
"Well, that somebody didn't know that another somebody would get sick easily," she countered. She picked up the spoon again and blew on the soup before holding it out to him. "Now come on, finish this up."
Obediently, he opened his mouth and swallowed. Saehara had warned him once or twice about the evils of Risa's cooking, but this soup was just fine. "You cooked this by yourself, didn't you?"
She beamed at him, looking proud. "Of course! And without any help." He gestured for her to give him the bowl and she did so. She watched, fascinated, as he scooped the soup away from him instead of towards him—like all etiquette books say one should while eating soup…god, but he was so proper—and began eating rather heartily, although careful not to spill any on the bed sheets.
When he was finished, he looked at her to find her staring at him expectantly. "Was it good?"
"Do you want…a full marks answer, or an honest answer?"
She tilted her head to one side, considering. "The full marks answer, first."
"This, without a doubt, is the most delicious and filling cream of mushroom I have ever had in my entire life," he said solemnly, waving the spoon around for emphasis.
Giggling, she said, "Okay, now the honest answer."
"It is a bit runny and a tad too salty—" She cringed. "—But other than that, it's perfectly fine."
"Honest?"
"I never lie to you." They gazed at each other, and Risa could feel her cheeks turning pink, as they were wont to whenever she finds herself under his warm and penetrating stares. She tore her eyes from his to the empty bowl on his lap.
"I'd better clear this—" She leaned forward and grabbed the bowl, only to find his hands completely covering hers, immobilizing them.
"Come here," Satoshi said gently, voice low, and together they placed the bowl on the bedside table. He shifted to give her more room, and she moved closer, leaning forward again and wrapping her arms around his waist.
"Thank you," he whispered before cupping the side of her face and slowly bringing his head down, watching her eyes close gradually through his own heavy-lidded ones. He dropped light, feather-soft kisses on her nose, near one ear and on her jaw—eliciting a sound at the back of her throat that almost, always, pushed at his self-control—before moving his mouth over hers in a languid and torturously slow kiss that served to make their body temperature rise and their hearts pound harder.
Risa eventually pulled away, burrowing her head at the crook of his neck and giving out a deep sigh of contentment, her warm breath tickling his throat. "Now I'll definitely have colds too."
He chuckled lightly, running one hand through her long, soft locks while the other drew her even closer. "You have a strong immune system, remember?"
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I'm learning to breathe
I'm learning to crawl
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Fin.
Reen's ramblings: Whoops, no -ble at the end of the title XD Yes, this be a continuation of the previous one shot, Insatiable :D
And the Satoshi in my head has been giving me a piece of his mind.
Imaginary!Satoshi: Oy. Your readers think I'm a pervert. Can you not write Risa and I in a non-kissing situation?
Me: What are you talking about? Chapter 3 has no kissing in it!
Imaginary!Satoshi: Yes, but WE TALK ABOUT SEX IN IT INSTEAD! Will you stop rubbing off your perverseness on me?
HAHAHAHAHARHAR! Ehem.
Again, thank you for all the feedback!
And ffnet...will you PLEASE stop the random deleting of spaces between words! It's driving me mad XD