Adorned
By SMYGO4EVA
Finally, they were alone.
Yukimaru sat at the edge of his bed, the door shut tight, and he sighed heavily. He was grateful for his crew, there was no questioning, but there were times when they could be loud and noisy, too noisy for his liking. Fena agreed with him for once, that was for certain.
Now, they were alone, the ceaseless talking and laughing muffled by the door. Fena wiped the sweat off her brow, and let out a sigh of relief.
Besides, she wanted to show him something, something that she believed he wouldn't soon forget.
"Um, Yukimaru?" Fena asked aloud, her face growing pink, with her back pressed to the door.
Yukimaru looked up, hands together, a tired look on his features. "Yes?"
Fena looked around, and she swallowed. "Now that we're alone, I'd thought I'd show you something."
Yukimaru straightened himself on the edge of the bed, his curiosity peaked. "Alright, what is it?"
Fena shook her head, arching an eyebrow. "Okay, but you have to close your eyes."
Yukimaru couldn't help but chuckle. "Alright, it's not a silly prank, is it?"
Fena scoffed. "No, it's not a silly prank."
Yukimaru arched an eyebrow. "It's not?"
"Nope, just trust me on this one!" Fena replied, shaking her head.
Yukimaru smiled and he closed his eyes.
"No peeking, got it?"
He nodded, eyes still closed. "Got it."
"I mean it. Oh, and don't move."
He nodded again. "Got it, I'm not going anywhere."
Fena felt her heartbeat quicken in her chest, and she quickly undid the clasp of her belt, lifting up her dress, and tossing it to the hamper beside her. She couldn't believe that she was actually wearing an such tiny fabric underneath, and that no one caught wind of it.
Angie had given to her when she had visited Shangri-La a while back, with no threat of capture this time around. A wink and a smile from Angie, and Fena had to accept it. She would repair her kindness in abundance later, but for now, she only hoped it looked good.
"Okay, Yukimaru, you can open your eyes now." Fena said, her hands at her sides.
Yukimaru slowly opened his eyes, and he almost swallowed his tongue at what Fena wore before him.
To his surprise, Fena wore a bright red negligee, and no, this wasn't a dream.
A white patterned lace lined top and hem of the dress, leaving her pale legs to gleam under the dim lighting. One strap of the slip was almost off her bare shoulder, and a neckline that accentuated her chest. She wore red panties under the see-though slip, thus completing the outfit.
Fena wrung her hands together, her face pink, but she couldn't help the giggle seeing the look on his face.
Yukimaru couldn't tear his eyes away, his ears turned pink, and his mouth agape. He was stunned, at a loss for words.
"Well, how do I look?" Fena asked, curtsying before him, still smiling at him, almost teasingly.
Yukimaru blinked, and then cleared his throat, his face bright red. "Oh, we-well, you-you look…"
Fena arched an eyebrow, awaiting his answer, "Look what?"
Flustered, he rubbed the back of his neck, feeling a twist of heat within him, which was unmistakable; he knew too well what that meant.
He shifted in his seat. He inhaled a breath of air, and then exhaled.
"You look stunning, Fena." He replied, and he smiled softly.
Fena couldn't help the smile growing on her face and she giggled again. Without thinking, she hurried to Yukimaru and wrapped her arms around him, resulting in them landing on the bed, with her on top of him.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you, I knew you'd love it." Fena said gleefully, with Yukimaru underneath her, the wind knocked out of him.
She hugged him some more, and then she felt something prod her leg. "Umm.."
"What?" Yukimaru asked, and then he put two and two together. He froze, but before he could say anything, she pressed a finger to his lips, and she shifted herself, straddling his waist.
"It looks like I was able to get a rise out of you, after all." Fena replied, her voice reassuring and playful. "You think you're up for it?"
Yukimaru blinked, and then smiled, lifting himself upright, wrapping his arms around Fena, her bare skin warm under his touch. "I think you already know the answer, Fena." He murmured, his voice low and aroused.
Fena gasped as she felt his fingers tracing along the lacy outline of the panties clinging to her backside, and she too felt heat blossom between her legs.
Without saying anything more, Fena pressed her lips against his, kissing him with utmost fervor. Yukimaru deepened the kiss, with equal feeling. He pulled her closer, and she pushed him back on the bed, pressing herself against his in return.
They would savor this moment, with plenty more to come, oh so much more.