CHAPTER FIVE

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Lime looked up at Gohan as he lowered her to lie on the blanket. The grass was soft beneath the slightly rough weave, cushioning her. He was so handsome and perfect to her as he leaned on his elbow beside her, smiling gently at her. It seemed almost as if she were dreaming that she was there in the forest clearing alongside Gohan's solid body. It seemed almost too good to be true.

Hesitantly she raised her hand and brought it to his face, touching his heavy dark eyebrows, feeling the smooth texture of them as she ran her fingertips over them lightly before moving on to explore the rest of his face in the same slow manner, mesmerizing him: the shape of his nose, the velvet of his cheek, and the feathered wing of his eyelashes. With her fingers splayed on his jaw she brushed her thumb over the softness of his lips - privately amazed they would be so on a man. He moved for the first time since she began her explorations, first kissing the pad of her thumb before parting his lips and catching her finger gently between his even teeth briefly before letting go.

She slid her fingers down over his chin and jaw to his neck. Feeling the vibration of a purr to low to hear in Gohan's throat. She could see the leaves of the trees and the cloudless blue sky above her as well, but all her attention was focused on Gohan, as he leaned over her with his eyes closed - letting her touch him. She felt his other arm drape over her around her waist as she traced his collarbones and the exposed portion of his sharply defined pectoral muscles to the edge of his dark blue undershirt. Lime smoothed her hands slowly over Gohan's powerful shoulders, the cloth of his gi and undershirt warm from the sun and his body. Since one arm was propping his head up, she instead mapped out the arm he had casually wrapped around her. Noting every dip, every swell of hard muscle, everything… When her subtly questing fingers came to his wristband she slid it off over his hand boldly, and took his hand in both of hers. Lifting it from where it rested comfortably at her waist to examine.

They were a marvel to her, his hands were, that they could be so strong and yet so gentle at the same time. She had seen him create energy blasts from his palms that could shatter a cliff; and these were the hands that built her a car, but it was how they'd felt in her hair, as he'd gently combed it with his fingers that made her weak. She held her palm against his - comparing the size of their hands- before she brought his to her face.

She wasn't sure what age old instinct possessed her as she pressed her lips to the palm of his hand, her tongue sneaking forward to draw a slow circle on his skin…tasting him. Perhaps it was because he was being so compliant and still. Or perhaps it was the seeming unreality of the situation that made her bold enough to map the contours of his hand and fingers with her lips and tongue in a feather light caress. She kissed each fingertip in turn before lingering over his index finger thoughtfully. She felt almost as if she were in a trance as she circled it with her tongue in what she dimly knew must be a highly suggestive manner.

She raised her eyes to his at last, his finger resting on her lip and let go of his hand. He watched her with burning eyes and Lime felt the heat flood her body at his expression. He didn't move his hand from her face; he simply brushed his fingertips over her lips lightly. Igniting sparks wherever he touched. He caressed the smooth skin inside her lip, his finger edging into her mouth to touch her teeth, her tongue. She closed her lips around his index finger automatically as he moved it slowly in and out of her mouth as if he were feeling the texture of her tongue. He made a strangled sound in the back of his throat, a kind of pleading groan.

"Lime…" He rasped. His voice thick and deep with desire, the sound of which stirred something in her as well. Making her shiver, despite the warmth of the day. He drew her closer, sliding his arms under her back as he half covered her body with his. She lifted herself to meet his kiss eagerly, wrapping her arms around his neck and twining her fingers in his coarse ebony hair. She closed her eyes as she kissed him, lost on waves of sensation. Of tasting him as he coaxed her tongue into his mouth, kissing her until darkness swam at the back of her brain. She opened her eyes slowly when Gohan drew back slightly, brushing his lips over hers as lightly as he'd touched her with his fingers.

She slid her hands from his neck over his shoulders, kneading the powerful muscles under his gi like a cat, and curling her fingers in the fabric gave it a subtle tug. Unconsciously asking. Gohan sat up and pulled off his shirts with a quick motion, dropping them behind him, his remaining wristband joining the pile as well. Lime hissed in her breath sharply as he sat before her in bare-chested splendor. She sat up as well, unable to tear her eyes away from the masculine perfection before her.

As she had with his face, she raised a hand and tentatively laid it on the smooth plane of his deep broad chest. He was almost too beautiful to look at as she smoothed her hand over his hot skin. Following the landscape of his muscles as she mapped out his torso thoroughly. Gohan closed his eyes when the backs of her fingers skimmed over the ripped definition of his stomach, lower until she reached the waistband of his gi pants. She watched Gohan's reaction carefully in the dappled sunlight. His half lidded eyes glittered in the shadows as they met hers, and he reminded her of a dark brooding angel, too magnificent to be real. She wanted to touch him everywhere, and secretly wished he would put his hands on her too. Biting her lower lip in a moment's hesitation, she boldly pulled her own t-shirt off, letting it pool around her hands in her lap.

"You must think I'm terribly forward now…don't you?" She asked in a near whisper as she sat before him with lowered eyes in her ratty old cotton bra. It had seen better days, as had most of her clothes. She risked a glance at Gohan and found him smiling at her. He shook his head as he put his hands on her shoulders and slowly pushed the straps of her bra down off of them.

"No…I don't." He replied quietly and leaned over to kiss her. She felt his fingers slide around to her back, seeking the clasp of her bra and she smirked a little into his kiss.

"It's in the front." She murmured against his lips, and then gasped as she heard a quick popping rip. Her eyes widening as Gohan pulled her ruined bra from her body.

"Not anymore." He chuckled.

"Hey!" She protested, covering her breasts by stuffing her hands into her armpits.

"It needed replacing anyway didn't it?" Gohan teased in a low voice, nibbling at her neck and kissing her shoulders. Despite feeling like she was going to melt into a puddle Lime got indignant.

"Well sorr-ry, I didn't put on my fanciest bra! It's not like I got up this morning saying 'Gosh! Gohan's gonna see me in my unmentionables today. I better put on the good pair!'" She snapped at him. Gohan put his hand on the slender column of her neck and stroked her silky skin lightly as his lips moved from her jaw to her ear with a delicate scrape of his teeth as Lime huffed. Not relenting even when Gohan pushed her back down to lie on the blanket, her hands still jammed into her armpits. He kneeled over her, his legs on either side of hers, his hands planted on either side of her head as he leaned down to kiss her. She turned her head slightly so his kiss landed on the corner of her mouth.

"If it makes you feel any better Lime…you can rip my underwear off of me." He purred, and nudging her head back with his caught her lips, nibbling at them gently before kissing her. Lime imagined herself trying to rip Gohan's boxers off his body, and envisioned herself just futilely yanking on his underwear and started to giggle. Gohan pulled back a bit and looked at her curiously as she shook with laughter, a slow grin tugging the corners of his lips as well before it took on a mischievous slant.

"Think that's funny huh?" He teased and for the second time that day took advantage of her ticklishness. He sat back on his heels, pinning her lower body as his fingers tickled her sides just below where she had her hands in her armpits covering her chest. She bit her lip as she tried to withstand his torture without dissolving into a twisting, shrieking mass. Grinning wickedly at her Gohan lightened his touch to a feathers brush against her sides that tickled even worse the lower he went. "You surrender?" He asked, the devilish grin still in place as his fingers reversed direction and slowed, making Lime bare her teeth as she tried to resist. When his fingers brushed the outer swell of her breast she couldn't stand it anymore and grabbed his wrists, stopping him.

"All right! I give!" She gasped laughing, her mirth died away however as she looked up at Gohan in shock, realizing she'd uncovered herself to grab his wrists and now held his hands suspended just above her bared breasts. Her breath caught in her throat at the expression on Gohan's face as he looked at her. The mood between them had again shifted, and Lime could feel the tension and expectancy that had been building between them all day suddenly intensify. She held completely still, not sure what to do and she couldn't look away from Gohan's face as he gazed at her naked upper body. The breeze freshened, blowing across her heated flesh, and she felt her nipples tighten, both from his gaze and the cool air.

Slowly Gohan raised his eyes from her breasts to her face, looking deeply into her eyes. And she saw it again, what she'd seen all those months ago when they went to the village. The longing in them written plainly, and she felt her fingers loosen on his wrists in answer without realizing she was doing it. They seemed frozen like that for two long slow breaths, Gohan hesitating on the verge of touching her, until she at last pulled his hands to close the short distance between them. The breath rushed out of Gohan's chest at the first touch of his palms to her stiff nipples, his hands seeming to totally engulf her chest. Lime wasn't small busted, but neither was she quite as well endowed as Eliza, instead she seemed to fill Gohan's hands perfectly.

"Are they too small?" She asked quietly, when Gohan hadn't moved, just held his hands on her breasts like he was paralyzed. Her voice seemed to snap him out of whatever daze he was in and he shook his head before swallowing hard, his hands moving at last to lightly caress her.

"They're perfect…" Gohan breathed, and moved to lie beside her, leaning on his elbow as he traced a finger around her closest nipple. Smiling as his touch caused her skin to pucker even more before he bent his head to her breast and flicked his tongue lightly over the sensitive bud, followed by a little puff of air as he blew across it, making her shiver in delight. Looking pleased, Gohan leaned over her to repeat the process with her other breast. Lime tangled her fingers in his short hair, kneading like a kitten as Gohan took her nipple in his mouth to suckle and tug, making her arch her back into him.

"Gohan…" She sighed as Gohan moved over her body to halfway lie on her as he lavished attention on her breasts, Lime caressing the back of his neck, his shoulders, wherever she could reach on him. He worked his way down her torso, caressing her with his hands and mouth until he came to the waistband of her jeans.

"Lime?" He whispered, looking up her body at her. She realized he was asking permission and her belly flip-flopped, as she bit her lip in hesitation. She wanted to, Kami-sama knew she did, but she didn't want Gohan to think badly of her for her desire of him, that she was easy. Ultimately her need was too strong and she nodded her head once. Gohan kissed her belly just above the waistband of her jeans before unfastening them, hooking his fingers in the fabric to pull them down. Lime lifted her hips to ease their removal until she realized Gohan was taking her panties off with them. She made an inarticulate noise of dismay as her hands went to stop him, to cover herself, she didn't know which, and she flushed scarlet again as Gohan pulled her jeans and underwear from her calves and set them aside, taking her boots and socks with them.

Sitting back on his heels, Gohan held her feet in his hands, her heels resting in his palms as he looked down on her nude body, her legs pressed together tightly as she lay there. The breeze was a sensuous caress touching her bare skin in places that had never before been uncovered out of doors. And again the sense of unreality, of the world slipping away until there was only she and Gohan and the moment returned. Slowly he took her right foot in his hands, lowering the left to rest in his lap. Lime started slightly to feel his stiff length beneath the ball of her foot, but she lay there compliantly as Gohan began massaging the sole of her foot with his thumbs in slow gentle circles, relaxing her as he lingered over her foot. Lime closed her eyes, giving herself up to the sensations of her body - the air on her skin, Gohan's tender ministrations of her foot - all making her nerve endings sizzle with awareness of him. A voluptuous sigh escaped her lips as Gohan switched feet, giving the neglected one its turn, and putting the other more fully against his groin when he set it in his lap. Lime cracked her eyes open slightly, watching him from beneath her eyelashes as he rubbed her left foot, wondering if he'd done it on purpose. Tentatively she moved the foot in his lap against him in a slow experimental stroke, smiling secretly when he paused, his hands tightening on her as he closed his eyes.

When he was finished with her feet Gohan moved on, rubbing her ankles and her calves in long slow strokes of his hands, making her nearly purr in delight. Lime again subtly flexed her feet against his erection in response, stroking him and making him groan low in his throat. She repressed a grin as she continued watching him through her eyelashes, enjoying his reactions to her seemingly innocent and accidental caresses, not really noticing that Gohan had moved his hands up to her thighs. When she rubbed him intimately for the third time Gohan grabbed her knees and yanked her thighs apart, pulling her closer so he sat between her spread legs, his thighs under hers.

"Enough of that." He said roughly, hooking her calves over his hips as she gasped in surprise. She thought he was upset with her until she noticed the slight curve to his mouth as he ran his hands over her legs. The fabric of his gi pants felt smooth against the soft skin of her thighs, and she tried not to be embarrassed that Gohan could see her most secret place now as she laid spread out before him. His eyelids lowered as he slid his hands slowly up her inner thighs toward the source of her heat. He was breathing deeply, his eyelashes a dark sweep against his skin as he looked down on her, his fingers tracing the muscle curve of her inner thigh. He splayed his hands across her belly and dragged them lower until his thumbs skimmed the place that hid the sweet fire within her, making her breath catch.

The splendid curves of his shoulders and chest rose and fell in rhythm with his breathing and the strokes of his thumbs through her moist curls, his lips parted as he watched what his hands were doing. She felt her whole body must be fiery with shame and excitement as she pressed upwards under his hands with a soft moan, holding her arms out to him. Gohan surprised her by taking her hands and pulling her up and against him, rather than joining her on the blanket. His arms locked around her as his lips found hers; searing her with his intensity as his mouth took hers. The taste of him was like a drug, the sound of the ocean rising in her ears as her blood rushed. She was drowning in him, in the heat of him, the length of his torso pressed so tightly to hers. Her legs were spread wide to straddle his thighs and she shuddered at the sensation of the cool air touching her wet hungry flesh.

Gohan moved his mouth down to close over a rosy tipped peak as Lime arched her back in the circle of his arms, thrusting her breasts up to his mouth as he held her, palms flat against her back. She wrapped her own arms around his head, holding him to her chest as he suckled and taunted her. Making her melt into liquid fire. She shifted restlessly in his lap, wantonly wanting his touch again on the place that burned and throbbed with a life of it's own it seemed. Gohan groaned softly as she wiggled against him.

Encouraged by his reaction, Lime pushed on his shoulders, coaxing him to lie back on the blanket now. He did, pulling her with him to sprawl on his chest. Her shyness was gone, eclipsed by the ever increasing wanting in her and she kissed him with same ardor he had shown her. Pulling back Lime took her turn touching, navigating the landscape of his neck and chest with her lips and fingers as she crouched over him. His skin was salty as she touched her tongue to his nipple tentatively at first, then with more confidence when Gohan's breath hitched. Her hands smoothed his sides in a faint mirror of the way Gohan had tickled her, but such teasing was the farthest thing from her mind as she worked her way down to the waistband of his gi pants. Her nimble fingers went to his pants sash to untie it when she felt Gohan's hands on hers, stilling them. She raised her eyes to his in question.

"L-Lime…wait. There's something I want to tell you first…something I-I want to say…" Gohan began, his hands holding hers tightly, almost enough to hurt as he gazed back into her eyes, struggling to find the words.

"What is it?" She whispered. Gohan swallowed hard, not even seeming to notice the death grip he had on her hands.

"I want you to know…it's not just about this…" Lime tilted her head at him curiously. "I mean I don't want you to think that this is the way I would want it." He finished in a rush, the heat coming to his face now as he blushed. Lime pulled her hands away from his and his pants sash as she sat up on her heels beside him. Her wavy russet hair fell just short of covering her breasts as she looked down on him.

"What do you mean?" She asked him. Gohan reached out and caught her hands again, pulling her down to lie beside him on the blanket, her head tucked under his chin as he held her to his side.

"If things were different. If there were no Jinzouningen…I would…" He trailed off. Lime gave a little smirk.

"Take me to the movies and hold my hand?" She joked.

"Yes. I would do things properly. I would ask your grandfather for permission and-" Lime cut him off with her fingers against his lips as she pushed up to lean over him. Her grandfather had been right after all…

"The world is the way it is Gohan. Who knows when or if it will ever change? I don't want to waste my whole life waiting for something that may never happen, do you?" She asked, Gohan shook his head slowly and she smiled, lowering her head to kiss him briefly. "All we have is today, and now. That's all we can be sure of when there might not be a tomorrow." She told him softly. Gohan reached up and brushed her hair back, tucking it behind her ear.

"I just wanted you to understand…how I feel." Gohan whispered, his cheeks still pink from his blush.

"I do." She murmured in reply, letting him pull her head back to his. Gohan moved over her as they kissed, rolling Lime onto her back as he lay on her, supporting his weight with his elbows and knees. His skin scorched her bare breasts as they pressed to his chest, her arms winding around his neck to pull him ever closer. She rubbed her calves against his, their legs entwined.

"Gohan…those pants have got to go." She whispered against his lips a few minutes later.

"Not just yet…I have to get you ready." His low husky voice against her neck gave her shivers and she squeezed his shoulders.

"I am…" She gasped, "how much more ready do you want me to b-OH!" Lime's voice rose as Gohan's fingers trailed down to the apex of her thighs, anointing themselves in her wetness as he explored her folds. Her legs spread wide and she tilted her hips unconsciously, her body instinctively asking for more. Her fingers dug into his shoulders and she hid her face in his neck against the burst of white-hot pleasure when Gohan slid his fingers inside her. If it felt that good with just his hand… A delighted shiver walked its way up her spine at the very thought of having him and she reached down between them to touch him. Stroking the hardness she found there through his gi pants. His hold on her became painfully tight for a moment as he crushed her to him, his lips against her temple.

"Lime…" He hissed quietly between his teeth as she boldly untied his pants sash and slid her hand against his abdomen into his loosened pants, reaching under the waistband of his boxers. Following the flat plane of his lower abdomen to object of her desire. She wrapped her fingers around the hard velvety head when it brushed her hand. "Ah Kami…" Gohan gasped in her ear as she stroked him with her fingertips as best she could with his pants in the way.

"You're shaking." She whispered to him. Gohan swallowed hard.

"It just feels…really good." He rasped. Lime grinned against his neck and wiggled her hand farther into his boxers, the elastic waistband of his underwear trapping her wrist against his stomach, limiting her movements. His body rose from hers momentarily and then she felt him press himself into her hand unencumbered as he kicked off the remainder of his clothing. She wrapped her hand around him automatically and froze, her eyes widening a bit.

Having lived on a farm Lime wasn't naïve about the mechanics of reproduction. While assisting her grandfather in his healing she had seen, and even helped bring, a number of babies into the world. For that same reason she wasn't unfamiliar with male anatomy. After all she'd seen Gohan naked before when she'd taken care of him. He had a truly beautiful body, she'd noticed even then. But she didn't fully understand until she held him erect in her hand just how well endowed he was. She knew sex would hurt some the first time, common sense told her that…but Gohan was so big. Would they even fit together? As if he knew her thoughts Gohan kissed her temple softly, and covered her hand with his reassuringly.

"Don't be scared. I'll be gentle and go slow." He whispered. Her eyelashes lowered a moment as she bit her lip. She was nervous, she was more than a little intimidated by his size, but at the same time she knew she wanted him. Had wanted him practically since the first moment he'd come into her life again. "Trust me Lime…I'll never hurt you." She lifted her lashes at his quiet promise, and she knew it to be true. He was too sweet, too gentle despite his power to be thoughtless in this of all things. She was as certain of this as she was her own name.

"I know Gohan." She said quietly, lifting her chin until her lips were near his. "I trust you." She whispered, her fingers moving slowly up and down, finding his shape and dimensions in a hesitant butterfly exploration. Gohan kissed her softly, lingeringly, then with more heat as she traced her fingers over him, stroking, making him groan softly.

"Are you ready?" Gohan breathed in her ear, "Because if you keep doing that…I'm not gonna last." Lime yanked her hand away guiltily like she'd been scalded. "It's all right..." he soothed, "it just feels so good, I might go off too soon."

"H-Have you ever…you know…before?" She asked, blushing softly. His coal black eyes met hers and he very slowly shook his head, pink coloring his cheeks as well. Relief bloomed in her as she let out the breath she hadn't been aware she was holding. She didn't know why it should please her so that they were the first for each other…only that it did. And yet there was a small part of her that wished at least one of them knew what they were doing.

His hand went to the place that was the gateway to her inner fire as he stroked her slowly again, opening her gently with his fingers, spreading her wetness. He shifted, his body looming over hers as he leaned on his elbows over her, the smooth slide of his body against hers as he moved between her parted thighs, the brush of his maleness against the heat between her thighs all made her shiver in a mixture of fear and anticipation. Her body tensed as she felt him press against her, then into her slowly. And it did hurt, a burning stretching that she flinched away from instinctually though she had nowhere to go with his weight pressing down on her.

"Gohan…" She whimpered biting her lip. His face was intense as he knelt over her gritting his teeth.

"I-I'm trying to go easy…" He gasped, his hips moving in small thrusts that brought him closer, farther into her with each downward stroke. "It won't be as uncomfortable if you relax. It'll only hurt until you're used to me…and only this first time. I promise." He whispered, kissing her forehead between her drawn down eyebrows.

"How do you know? What'd you do…read a book?" She bit out as she squirmed uncomfortably under him. His movements faltered for a heartbeat and Lime knew…he had. How like Gohan. The sudden absurdity of Gohan studying for this struck her and she giggled. Despite the discomfort, she relaxed slightly and Gohan took advantage to drive into her swiftly, filling her.

Her fingernails dug into his shoulders briefly at his full invasion, then slowly relaxed as the burning stretch receded, replaced by a hotter fire as her body awoke and accommodated his gladly. Gohan muttered something against her neck she couldn't hear as he held himself still within her.

"What?" She questioned, her hands stroking his back as he lay on her. He moved his head back to look at her.

"My Kaasan always told me anything I wanted to learn I could find in a book." He murmured, smiling at her. Lime returned the smile and giggled softly.

"What else did you learn in that book?" She asked, raising an eyebrow teasingly. Still grinning Gohan drew his hips back and thrust into her again, making her gasp.

"I'll show you." He promised in a low voice, dropping his head to kiss her. "Everything."

A soft moan escaped her lips in response to his voice, as her body quickened and moved beneath his, responding to the age-old desire to arch upward and meet his demand. His body filled her universe, his breath against her neck filled her ears, and his neck and shoulder filled her vision as she gazed up in wonder at the sky. He was everything, as he possessed her, every inch of her was his. She buried her face against his shoulder as he thrust into her again and again, every muscle taut with restrained power. She touched him, her hands smoothing down his sun dappled back to caress him in places she had never touched. His breath caught in her ear as her fingers brushed over a certain place at the base of his spine, and curious she backtracked to find it again, delighting in his shuddering response, as he groaned and held her tighter. Driving deep.

Nothing else in the world mattered to her anymore in that moment. Not the Jinzouningen, or her Ojiisan's failing health, nothing but him and the pleasure they shared. Her breath was gone, and her body felt like it was exploding. She clung to him, wanting something…some thing. She didn't know what it was; only that he could give it to her. She was frantic for it.

"Go-Gohan…I need…want…" She panted, her legs spreading and her body seeking as it rose beneath his to match his surging thrusts. She was so close to it as she clutched at his shoulders, his back. Gohan pushed up on his arms suddenly to rise above her as he rammed into her harder. And suddenly it was there as the spark in her exploded into searing white wave of pleasure that ripped a long low moan from her throat, like the universe whirling apart.

"That." Gohan grunted. She stared up at him, hearing his voice, but not comprehending his words as her body shook like a ragdoll in the throes of her climax. Then just as the wave started to ebb it rose to crash over her again as Gohan pushed and tensed against her, his head arching back and his eyes closed as every muscle locked, his voice rough as he groaned her name and let go inside her, filling her with warmth.

He lowered his body to hers again, his breath ragged as he held her tightly. Her body ached everywhere they touched, she burned where his intrusion still pinned her to the ground. She held him in a quivering grasp as she looked over his shoulder to the trees and the sky. Why did everything look the same when the world was suddenly different? She knew, it was only her that was different as she sobbed for air, his heavy weight making each breath a near struggle; and she never wanted him to move. She pressed her face to him, his scent and hers filling her nostrils as she kissed his neck, tasting the salt of desire and satisfaction on his skin.

"I must be getting too heavy…" Gohan murmured, pushing himself up on one elbow to look at her. She smiled and shook her head. Gohan touched his fingers to her wet cheek gently, only then making her aware of the tears she shed. "Daijouba desu ka Lime-chan? Did I hurt you too much?"

"Yes…no. I'm fine." She told him, fresh tears leaking from the corners of her eyes. She felt overwhelmed and complete and absurdly sleepy. Gohan looked slightly puzzled.

"Then why are you crying?" He asked gently, she shook her head in response before he lowered his head to hers, kissing her slowly. "I think I understand." She gave a little spurt of laughter, she hoped he did - she didn't quite understand it herself. What this meant for them, for the future. Gohan pulled away, making her wince when his still firm body disengaged from hers to lie beside her, sliding one arm beneath her head as he cradled her in his embrace.

"We should clean ourselves up…but I'm in no hurry to move." He said a few minutes later. Lime turned her head toward him, the warmth of the day and the heat of his body making her drowsy. His hand caressed her body lightly, guiding her into sleep with its languid stroke. She hummed, a low non-committal noise as she felt herself sliding down into the mists of slumber, pressing her body closer to him. She peeked up at him from beneath her eyelashes one last time. The sun through the trees lit him from behind making a bright corona of light around him, not unlike his aura when he transformed and she smiled a slow sleepy smile at him.

"Ore no tenshi." She murmured sleepily. My angel… And as she slid down the dark hill into oblivion she thought she heard his voice against her hair, his breath stirring near her ear.

"Ore no hatsukoi…" My love.