AN: Uh, ok so this is a little more adult themed... I write weird things in the wee hours of the morning...this is probably the extent of my 'mature' content. Though these days you young kids are hardened to just about anything... Read at your own discretion and stop if you're uncomfortable!

Stubborn zippers

"There's a new in-law of mine coming tonight that I haven't met." Nausicaa remarked casually to Asbel, who was sitting patiently on the other side of her bedroom. She was almost done getting dressed for a dinner party at the Valley when Asbel came to pick her up and escort her. Honestly Nausicaa could probably make it down the flight of stairs to the dining room blindfolded and handcuffed, but formalities were formalities. Yupa said it was important to meet guests as a couple.

"You didn't attend the wedding?" Asbel asked, continuing the conversation.

"No, I think I was in the middle of a jungle expedition at the time." She answered, pulling at the unusually stubborn zipper at the back of her dress. Asbel looked up when she uttered a frustrated grunt.

"It's stuck." She muttered. The zipper still wouldn't budge though she was tugging rather forcefully.

"Need some help?" He asked good naturedly, already getting up from his seat and walking towards her.

"Yes please." She replied, gathering her hair up for him. He came from behind her and began pulling; folds of fabric were caught deep in the mechanism. With a grunt he pulled much harder and the zipper freed itself, sliding a good seven or eight inches farther down her back. She chuckled lightly.

"Up, not down." She teased him, but he was currently distracted by the newly exposed skin. She fell silent when she felt his fingers trailing lightly across her back, and her skin tingled where his fingertips touched. Her heart rate accelerated and she shuddered when he gently placed his lips at the base of her neck. She quickly turned around and smiled up into his face: his hazel eyes danced lively, as though a fire seemed to have sparked deep within.

"Save it for later." She whispered, bringing both her hands to hold his face.

Strong hands slipped around her and he leaned in to press his lips against hers. Nausicaa was reveling in the sensation when she felt the zipper slide up and back into its correct position.

For a few seconds more the embrace deepened as his arms wound tightly around her and she snaked her hands around his neck. By the time they finished both were breathless - and a couple minutes late.

"What took you so long?" Nausicaa's best friend Tersa asked when the couple reached the hallway.

"The zipper." The Princess replied suppressing a mischievous smile.

"Uh huh..." The short haired girl returned unconvinced, sending Asbel a sharp glare.

AN: I didn't go overboard I hope? Let me know and I'll tone it down.