A/N: Based off a short comic drawn by kekke-san on Twitter for Kiss Day! It's on May 23 in Japan, and of course, all social media gets inundated with whatever artists feel like drawing. (Well okay actually, Tiko-san was lamenting at the lack of AdaSio for Kiss Day and so kekke-san and I decided to fix that for her =3=)
This drabble is based off her extremely cute, sweet, and just a touch sensual three-panel comic. Again, sensual content but nothing terribly explicit (I think).
"U-Uh…A-Adam…"
"…Uh…yeh, squirt?"
"…Well, wh-what are you…w-waiting for…" She squirmed uncomfortably under his gaze, nevermind the fact that he was looking oh-so-delectible, shirtless and hair still perfectly tousled from their little 'session' earlier.
That, and her own clothes were all but off; bra unclasped and the loose camisole threatening to slide down her shoulders, were it not for her last remaining shreds of modesty–ah hell who was she kidding, if it weren't for the fact that Gandhi had interrupted them with a knock a few minutes ago, she would've already jumped him.
A pause. "…Well, I mean, are yeh all right with–"
"Ofcourseiam!" Actually, she was quite embarrassed–once again showcasing her classic 'open mouth, insert foot' tendency. How was it that she still hadn't exactly curbed that terrible habit yet…
There was a low chuckle, and she felt her cheeks growing warm. "Wh-what! I-If, if you think it's…dumb…then you don't have to do it…" A mumbled pout, her gazed turned away because she hated appearing childish and immature in his eyes–even if she was practically still a kid.
"I believe you misunderstood…Sio…" Her real name rolling off his tongue, that husky tone and just-a-touch-of-British-accented-Japanese…she shuddered, sometimes she thought he could make her come from the sound of his voice alone. "I never said this holiday of yours was dumb…a tad odd, perhaps, but I certainly don't mind at all."
He smiled that rare smile–the one that was saved only for her, and she felt herself blush even harder. "I-I…arigatou…" She gulped nervously as he towered over her, but despite his frame she knew he would never intentionally hurt her.
"That's nice, but…must you look like a rabbit who's about t' be eaten by a wolf? Mind you, I don't think you'd make much of a meal–too skinny, I'd say…"
"H-Hey! Jerk…" But she couldn't help the giggle; truthfully, if she were a rabbit, she didn't think she'd mind being caught at all by this handsome wolf, who…who was now approaching her as if he was one, eyeing her with a look that was all at once sweet, yet also as if she was the tastiest thing he'd ever seen, that smoldering look in his emeralds one that she knew all too well…
He paused just above her, and she squinted her eyes open to his raised eyebrow. "Uh. Am I really that intimidating…"
"N-No…j-just, I…th-this just seems so silly now that I think about it–!" Her nervous ramblings suddenly cut off as he placed a first kiss–just one, a feather touch on her forehead while gently slipping his fingers through the loose straps, hands warm against her bared shoulders.
"Now that wasn't so bad, was it, love?" Hesitantly she peeked open one eye, nodding shyly. "Really, don't know why you're makin' such a fuss…"
"W-Well, th-that's because…I…I mean, "Kisu no Hi"…nobody outside of Japan would really know, especially since it's based off some old war film…" Oh, Japan and its eccentricities. When she'd first saw the calendar, she'd fidgeted and spilled things all morning until he finally cornered her and demanded to know what was wrong.
To her surprise, he simply gave her that questioning glance, the one that said 'I don't understand why you're freaking out about this', and then proceeded to ask if she would like to participate in this 'cultural' event as well.
"So…this, 'Kiss Day'…is it restricted to just one kiss, or…?" That sly grin, the one he gave her whenever he had a particularly devious idea, or at least one that was guaranteed to leave her redder than his armor.
"N-No…I-I, uh, don't…know?" She squeaked, unsure what to make of that look. "I-It's not like I…participated or did anything…before…"
His eyes fell behind that sheet of white. "'S that so…well then…" She blinked, and the next thing she knew he had descended, breathing along the smooth curve of her neck while she whimpered and squirmed, before solidly planting himself right above the slight curve of her breasts.
"Hiiyaa! A-Adam, s-stop it–heek–th-that tickles…!" She was laughing and squirming at the same time, the sensations sending tingles all over her body and yet when his feather-soft snow strands brushed against her skin she couldn't help but laugh. "A-Adam, I'm–hiiya–serious!"
The shift had been pulled down lower, just enough to expose the creamy swells and rosy nipples of her modest bosom. He'd never said anything, other than he thought they were perfectly beautiful and frankly just the right size. Light nibbles, only a tiniest bit of teeth for him to leave his mark–because he couldn't help but be possessive he'd once admitted, after she complained about the rather visible bruise–her fingers relishing the fineness of his hair while he warmly cupped her back.
"A-Adam, I swear–ah–if you leave another mark…" Her back arched slightly as he took one peak into his mouth and gently teased it with his tongue. "Ahhn…you don't ever listen to me, do you?"
"An' where would be the fun in that?" A knowing grin, for as much as she complained he know she greatly enjoyed it. "C'mon, nobody'll see it–'cept me, that is…"
"I know, I know…I'm just saying…" Still smiling, she attempted to make herself more proper again, although in all likelihood it would just be wasted effort in the end. "…What? Did you leave another bruise somewhere?" She tilted her head to one side, unsure of why he was just simply looking at her.
"…No. It's…ah, can't I just enjoy looking at you? You're quite beautiful you know."
"Ah…" His words, and with such sincerity…she was used to his teasings and sarcasm, and certainly it was a part of him she'd never change. But this other side–the tender side, the vulnerable side, the one with emotions she'd never thought he was capable of when they'd first met…it always left her speechless, and wishing she could somehow express her feelings the same way. "A-Adam…I…"
"Hush, love. You don't need to say anything more, Sio…" He was very close now, so close she could see his eyelashes, which were just as white as his hair, those eyes that she'd always said were like emeralds focused on hers with a very serious expression. "I know you've never been great with words…"
That may have been true, but that didn't mean she didn't want to say them. "I…promise me you won't ever leave…that, you'll always be here…Adam…" For some reason her eyes starting to moisten, and she hurriedly brushed them away.
There was a pause in breath, before she felt his hand reaching up and cupping her entire face. "Mm…I want to promise, but, only if," and she was pulled closer to him, until her bare skin touched his and she could feel his pulse thudding steadily through the thin cotton, "only if, you promise the same, Sio. Don't leave me behind…please…"
"I-I…" She was changing, had changed so much since she was just a naïve high schooler who just happened to be in the right place at the right time. But then again wasn't he changing as well? They all were changing, constantly, not just in the sense evolving like their enemy but their thoughts, feelings, a sense of who they were… "I…don't ever want to be apart from you, Adam. I…there's lots of things that, I don't know the answer to right now; and maybe I'll never find out." Her fingers reached out and pressed against his warm chest, gently moving back and forth along the uneven lines of his scar, long healed but still he bore that mark. "But I do know, that I…want to be with you."
"…Is that a promise?" She blinked, surprised that he would press the issue so insistently. Usually they never discussed such permanent ideas–fighting in a war meant risking your life on a daily basis, after all.
"I–"
"Look, I'm not tryin' to…force a decision on you or anything. But just…even I would like t' hear such words from you, once in a while…" His hands curled around her fingers as he lifted them to his lips, kissing each digit with the same tenderness as he did her forehead and she shivered.
She felt her eyes water and this time she didn't bother to stop the drop before it fell. "I-I…I promise, Adam…" Why was she so sad all of a sudden? Where was this sorrow coming from, an unease that they might be forced to break it one day?
He sighed and suddenly rough fingers were wiping away her tears. "Sorry, I made you cry…again…gods, I'm a pretty lousy boyfriend, huh?" There was a choke of slight laughter through her tears and she felt him nuzzle her hair. "Well, for what it's worth, it makes me very…happy, to hear you say that. 'Specially since, I promise the same; to never leave you, and you'll always have me, I swear."
"…Thank you, Adam…"
"This isn't something t' thank me for, but uh, you're welcome…" He gently tousled her hair as the sniffles receded. "Let's not dwell on things we can't predict, yeh?"
She nodded against his chest. "…Okay…"
"That's my girl." Scooping her up, so she was face-to-face with him again, emeralds warm and twinkling. "Maybe one last kiss to wrap up this little holiday?"
And before she could even say yes their lips met, with all the warmth and tenderness and passion that she hadn't felt in a long time; had missed and nearly forgotten as they sank back into the sheets, her remaining clothes slowly being shed as she savored the feeling of his body against hers, to be completely wrapped in his warmth once more.
So maybe it more than just one kiss. But Sio didn't mind in the least.
