Ali turned the page and yawned. She was exhausted. Kaiba and Alicia had both been on a plane for the past twelve hours (give or take) and she was relieved when they'd arrived at the hotel. Kaiba had immediately taken off with her brother to discuss some business and Ali had gone up to their suite for a nice, hot shower and some quality time with Jane Austen. The oh-so comfy nightie she was wearing was an added bonus. It was like a giant t-shirt. A giant t-shirt of ultimate comfyness.
Curled up under the Egyptian cotton sheets, Alicia was so very happy her family owned a hotel.
The door opened and Ali looked up as Kaiba entered the room.
"Finished already?"
"It was a simple matter to be discussed."
She nodded, adjusted her reading glasses and went back to her book. Kaiba regarded her with an amused expression.
"You look comfortable."
"Quite, thank you," she answered, not looking up.
He removed his jacket and his shirt as he crossed the room and sat on the edge of the bed. Kicking off his shoes, he laid back on the pillows and watched his fiancée read. Deciding he was bored of this after a minute or two, he got under the sheets himself and pulled Ali into his lap.
The ebony haired Italian-American glared at him, having disturbed her "me" time, and moved to pull away and go back to her spot. Kaiba tightened his grip around her waist and rested his head on her shoulder in response. Odd... Kaiba wasn't usually so forward. Nonetheless, there was no point in fighting him so she simply went back to reading her book after readjusting her reading glasses.
After a few minutes, Kaiba began to press butterfly kisses to her neck.
"I need to get you something else to wear to bed my dear," he said in-between kisses.
"Oh?" she asked, feigning interest. "And what would you rather I wear?"
"A negligee," he replied promptly.
Ali made a noncommittal grunt in response. Sometimes she forgot that he was still a man under the black licorice flavored coating, who would love nothing more than to see her in the skimpiest outfit imaginable. He could be such a pig when he wanted to be. Heaving a sigh, she closed her book and looked back at him.
If Kaiba could beam, that's what she'd call the expression on his face when he pressed his lips to hers.
"You're oddly forward today," she remarked, raising an eyebrow.
Kaiba was back to pressing kisses to her neck and shoulder, so he shrugged in response.
"We haven't had much time to ourselves lately," he said quietly, letting his lips linger where her neck met her shoulder.
Ali rolled her eyes.
"And seeing me in your office everyday doesn't count?" she asked, sarcasm dripping from her voice.
She felt him tighten his grip around her waist.
"I've missed you, Alicia..."
The red flag went up. There was only ONE THING that would make Seto Kaiba so very clingy and reduce his powers of persuasion to that of a puppy-eyed four year old, and Alice did not feel up to it. She sighed again and went to push herself away from him.
"I know, pumpkin. I've missed you, too," she said cautiously, "But I'm tired, Seto. I just spent the last ten hours on a plane; all I want to do right now is sleep."
She pushed a little bit harder.
"Alicia..."
"Please, Seto. I'm tired."
Just as she managed to start to ease away ever so slightly, she found herself flat on her back, book and glasses discarded, and Seto looming over her, shirtless.
"Jesus, Seto-"
"Alicia," he repeated, a slight growl in his voice.
Oops. She'd mistaken his warning as a protest. Now he was slightly annoyed and that wasn't good. That was never good. She'd seen what could happen when-
A sharp nip broke her train of thought and caused her to yelp. Mustering what little self-control remained, she resumed trying to push him off.
"Goddamn it, Seto! I said no!"
She gave a particularly hard shove that resulted in Kaiba losing his balance and falling off the bed. Ali huffed for minute, catching her breath (and still very annoyed) before curling up under the sheets. She felt the mattress give a little as Kaiba went to lay down, and she immediately shoved him off again.
"Oh, no. After that little stunt, you can sleep on the couch- or better yet, the floor," she snapped.
She heard Kaiba grumble before grabbing a pillow from the bed and leaving the room.
x x x
Ali jumped awake at the sound of the door closing. She groaned inwardly and cursed under her breath- why did everything have to happen when she was sleeping? She felt the mattress dip behind her and another body inch closer to hers. She sighed.
"I thought I told you to sleep on the couch."
There was no response and Ali, though half awake, felt a smirk form on her lips.
"Couch was too short, wasn't it?"
There was a noncommittal grunt in response as Kaiba snuggled closer. Too drowsy to care or to kick him out again, Alicia went back to sleep, making a mental note to punish him when they got back.
A/N: For those of you who are curious as to what happened, Kaiba was banned from the bedroom for one week.