OTP Meme 12: Making Out

A/N: One of my personal favorites of all the chapters. I don't know why though… hnng. I hope this is your favorite as well!

Sully swore she would never agree with anything with Maribelle. The two were oil and water with each other in all situations, giving almost exact opposite solutions to the same problems. If they were left in the same room as one another when enraged, the tension was thick enough to cut with a knife and silence anybody in the room with them. However, Sully found that she agreed on only one thing with Maribelle nowadays: that Stahl was definitely a once in a lifetime kind of guy.

He would do things from the kindness of his heart, such as lending his stomach tonic and doing chores around camp, and never ask for anything in return. While the thanks were few and he usually ended up in some sort of trouble later, he still enjoyed the things he did. Sully usually found herself taking care of him when things turned sour, such as when he had a stomachache and ran out of the special stomach tonic his older brother always made for him. He was nothing but a sweetheart (Sully never thought she'd live long enough to hear herself say the word) towards everyone, namely herself.

Speaking of Stahl, he was currently brushing Sully's horse, Stryker, with a somewhat dreamy smile on his face. With each slow stroke of the brush, Stryker's pale chestnut mane straightened and shone a little more in the dim candlelight. The movement was almost hypnotic, either that or Sully was just hypnotized by how handsome Stahl looked in the low light rather than his actions. His horse, Apple, watched her master handle her mate carefully, as her own brown mane was already brushed quite thoroughly. Upon seeing Sully's form in the stable entrance, Apple whined and nuzzled Stahl affectionately, snapping the man from his trance.

"Sullykins," he said with a small, affectionate smile, while placing the brush on its respective hook and walking towards her. He embraced her in a gentle bear hug, enjoying her presence, and squeezed her waist softly. Sully ruffled his hair gingerly once they separated, still covered in the scent that was both Stahl and of the hay he sat in earlier.

Sully kept her gasp of surprise muffled when he suddenly lifted her and placed her on the stack of hay he sat on to brush Stryker. She frowned somewhat when he made a motion to reach for the brush and held him back by his other arm. She found herself tracing the muscles of it, slowly moving upwards towards his broad shoulders… his collarbone… his neck… all the way up towards his face, which she caressed as gently as the wind on a lovely spring day. His breath hitched as he sat down next to her, a clear sign of his relaxation and enjoying of the moment. Her lips brushed Stahl's for a split second, causing him to lean in by instinct and create fully contact. He moaned as her tongue brushed the tip of his own and darted back like a bashful child. His hands, now wrapped around her waist, moved upwards to stroke her short hair and pull her face in closer. She felt his heart pounding almost as fast as her own, whereas he felt something very different and blushed lightly at the contact to breast.

They both gasped for the goddamn thing known as air as they separated, their eyes locking and their cheeks reddening. "Hey Stahl… do you know what day it is today?"

"Not really," Stahl whispered as he nuzzled her neck, making her reveal more of the area for him to enjoy. "But I'd love to know."

"Happy Valentine's Day, Stallion," Sully kissed him on the top of his head, his messy hair tickling her nose, and wrapped her arms around his neck. She felt him jump slightly at the realization of what day it was, and looking into his puppy-like eyes she saw that he was truly sorry for forgetting such an important day. "Don't sweat it if you forgot about it… you make every day feel like Valentine's Day." Stahl blushed at her praise, since he was usually the one to pay her compliments on a near daily basis.

"Thank you, Sully," Stahl stopped his cuddling and looked her in the eyes, his chocolate gaze suddenly very serious.

Sully stroked the side of his face and buried herself further into his arms. "Thanks for what?"

"For being with me this whole time, even though we have yet to marry completely," Stahl grabbed both of her hands and brought their faces close. She felt his cool breath caress her cheek and saw that his eyes were filled with nothing but love and adoration "I swear on Naga herself, we will marry after this war is over."

"I know we will Stahl," Sully sighed dreamily and kissed him once more. "And we definitely have to get Kjelle. We apparently make bad-ass parents, and I want to make sure as hell that her existence is guaranteed."

Stahl replied by pushing her onto the hay and kissing her passionately.

They didn't get much sleep that night, but that was alright with Sully.

A/N: AND THAT NIGHT, THE BEING KNOWN AS KJELLE WAS BROUGHT INTO- kidding, kidding… but do you honestly think I'll let them slide along like this for so long? *cackles* Well, you guessed wrong. All shall be revealed SOON.

Stahl is very busy indeed… I wonder if Frederick found them *evil smirk that plans torture.*

Perhaps Kjelle did… you'll see what I mean real soon. *evil laughter*

And yes, I ship their horses. Deal with it.

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