Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Undistinguished UnderScore ❯ Chapter 38

Aya awoke with the sensation of the sheets warming from the sun that drifted lazily threw the window and speckled the bed with its rays. He cracked his eyes to slowly take in the image of the warm body curled up next to him, a smile molding over his pale pink lips. Kym still lay asleep, curled up under the covers next to her lovers bare skin and ideas began to run threw Aya's mind with him edging out of the bed, careful to not stir his beautiful lover. He grabbed his pants and boxers off the floor and pulled him up around his waist, forgetting about a shirt till he turned around. The dresser mirror catching his reflection where his eyes drifted down to a red spot on his neck, where Kym had been teasing him and driving him wild before they hit the bed. His eyes growing with shock as realization slapped him in the face, she had given him a hickey. He walked closer to dresser to eye this speckled red skin, running his fingers over it carefully until logic crossed his mind and he moved over to his closet to pull out his prized orange sweater, swiftly pulling it over his head which hid the hickey successfully. Satisfied with his solution, he made his way out of the bedroom and down to the kitchen begin cooking breakfast for his sweetheart that was still asleep.

Zeva stirred gently in Ken's bed. After the feud she had with her sister that had mostly settled itself, she didn't feel like going back to their complex and have something else start up. She was snuggled just right against Ken's warm body, his heart pounding slowly and steadily inside his muscular chest, his breathing slow and deep and Zeva slowly eased herself back to sleep to only have Ken awake after she had drifted back into her dreams. Ken smiled down at the sleeping red head that lay next to him, kissing the top of her head gently before he eased out of the bed, pulling his pants over his boxers, his eyes never leaving the sleeping angel that lay in the bed. The thought of a shirt skipping his mind as he made his way back to bed to kiss his lady's cheek before heading out of the door. He could smell someone brewing something in the kitchen, and he had plans to bring Z breakfast in bed.

Kym shifted around in the bed, searching for Aya's warm body only to wake to find him not there.

"Ran?" She looked around the room. "Maybe he went downstairs..." She scooted out of the bed, grabbing her clothes from the night before that were fairly wrinkled and slipped them on. She gave her hair a quick brush, pulling it up into a high simple ponytail, letting long whips of hair fall out and hang around her chin. She made her way out into the hall and strolled down the steps, her nose catching the hint of something rather tasty. She finally reached the last step, going down to the kitchen to see Aya busily working over a hot stove, humming softly to himself with a shirtless Ken invading the table. "Mmmm! Something smell good Ran-Chan!" Aya smiled as he looked over his shoulder to see Kym standing in the kitchen, both of them exchanging smiles.

"Ne! Kym! You're here early!" Ken raised his head to look at the brunette who was smiling rather dreamily.

"Yeah well...I...wanted to get an early start!" She spoke, trying to sound reassuring as she wrapped her arms around Aya's firm waist, snuggling her face into his warm sweater.

Zeva stirred in the bed again, opening her eyes to an empty bed, sitting up in a panicked fashion only to smile and run her hands threw her hair, ruffling it slightly.

"He must of gone downstairs..." She stretched and yawned, eyeing the bathroom. "Geeze a warm shower sounds good right now...I hope Ken doesn't mind." She scooted out of the bed, laying the clothes she wore the day before on the bed before making her way over to the shower. She reached inside the stall to twist the cool metal knob labeled with a red "H" signifying the hot water, water spewing out from the shower head as she stripped, discarding Ken's baggy shirt she had borrowed to the towel rack, hanging it neatly so it wouldn't get dirty on the floor. She then stepped inside the shower, the hot water that sprayed her stinging her skin for a moment till she adjusted and relaxed, letting the water flow over her while she scrubbed her long crimson hair. The water flowed over her smooth, untouched pale skin; her dark hair turning shades darker as it became water logged, sticking to her back and neck. With her hands running over freshly scented soap over her body.

"Ne, Ken. Are you going to take any breakfast to Zeva?" Aya asked questionably at the shirtless boy who sat in a comfterbal position at the table.

"Yeah!" He hopped up excitedly. "Let me go see if she's awake!" He began to dash toward the stairs; meanwhile Zeva was proceeding out of the shower. She turned the knob to shut off the water, grabbing a towel as she stepped out of the stall wrapping it around her body, drying herself off mildly before stepping out in the room. Steam trailed out of the bathroom, and Zeva's skin was a soft pink from the essence of the hot water. She moved toward the bed, dropping her towel to her feet, leaving her completely exposed. She leaned against the bed, pressing her crotch to the side as she leaned over, extending her hand to reach her clothes on the other side, with Ken busting in at that exact moment.

"Hey Ze-...va..." Ken gaped at the sight in front of him. Zeva was completely nude, her long crimson hair rippled and stuck to her with steam dancing off her smooth, rosy skin. Small droplets of water rolling down her arms and lightly flexed calf muscles and curving around her tender breasts. The position she was in, not helping his active imagination stay clean as the image went strait to his heart and spread like rapid fire to settle and build between his legs. Zeva stayed frozen like a deer caught in headlights, her mind telling her to move but her body not agreeing. "S...sorry!" Ken blushed hard, trying to turn away from the masterpiece in front of him, wanting to run out of the room in embarrassment, but all he could do is drop his head and eyes, and he even found THAT painfully hard.

"Close the door..." Zeva whispered, desire tinting her voice. She loved him, and she found no shame in what she was about to do. Ken darted his head and eyes up to stare at her, she had wrapped the white towel back around her body, but water still glistened on her skin with her hair seductively sticking to her paleing body. Ken blindly obeyed, shutting the door as requested Zeva smiling lightly. "Make sure to lock it..." Again he did as requested, his back pressed against the door as she walked toward him, gently pressing him into the door a little bit more. She could feel his heart pounding against his bare chest, she wanted him terribly. He swallowed hard.

"Zeva...I...I don't think..." Ken tried to speak, but his brain didn't seem to functioning properly. She chuckled lightly.

"You're so cute when you're flustered..." She saw him blush and she couldn't help but smile, gliding some of the pieces that hung in his eyes away. Gently, she tilted her head, leaning in to embrace him in a passionate kiss that he willingly, gratefully returned to her with ease. They broke apart, slowly, gently looking at it each other, Ken gently placing his forehead to hers, trailing his fingers under her jawbone.

"Zeva...I...I don't and wouldn't know what to do..." He felt his face turn redder than ever as he admitted to his love, he wasn't experienced. But she just smiled gently at him, knowing very well she was in the same boat, rowing happily along with him.

"It's ok..." She reassured him, speaking gently. "I don't know what to do either...for all I know, I may be bad at all of it..." She could feel herself blushing with him, but his sudden gentle kiss that he implanted on her tender lips caught her lightly off guard.

"That's not possible..." His voice low, tender and sweat with a boyish smile sculpting his lips. She smiled back at him, both of them pulling the other into a blissful kiss with Zeva intentionally dropping her towel to land back around her ankles on the floor. She pressed herself to him closer, Ken shuddering at the warmth of her exposed body against his cool skin. He moved his arms around her, pulling her closer to him, the feel of her body against his bare chest pure ecstasy and he had never known this feeling with anyone else. But he seemed shocked and stunned when her felt her suddenly pull away, pushing herself off of him and darting down to quickly wrap her towel around her body.

"What am I doing?!" She ran a frantic hand threw her hair "I can't do this! I just got onto Neese about getting intimate just the other day! I can't be a hypocrite!" She began to pace. Ken being a little confused on what was going on, until everything came back to him and he wrapped his arms around her from behind, placing his head to her shoulder and without thinking about it, pulled her body close to his where she could feel his erection. She bit her lip lightly and closed her eyes at the feeling of him against her releasing a soft whimper, Ken not catching on.

"It's ok..." he spoke gently, kissing her temple. "I wouldn't want you to feel bad about this..." He hugged her tight, pressing more of his erection to her and she bit her lip harder, crying to whimper. Then an idea crossed her head and she spun around, a sparkle rolling threw her eyes.

"I'll be RIGHT back!" She sped towards the door; unlocking it and flinging it open, running down the hallway leaving a rather dazed Ken. Zeva stopped in front of Yohji's door, unlocking it with her Telekinesis and quickly stepping inside, closing it swiftly. "Neese!" She ran to the side, her sister cacooned in the sheets.

"mmm..." She grunted from under the covers.

"Neese! Is it ok if I sleep with Ken?" She watched her sister roll around in the mass of covers enveloped around her.

"hmm...?"

Zeva sighed in impatience. "Can I sleep with Ken and have you not think of me as a hypocrite?"

"Yeah...sure...whatever...works for you..." Neese spoke in a groggy voice, far from sanely coherent.

"Oh thanks sis! You're the best!" Zeva zoomed out of the room, closing the door behind her.

"Yeah...sure...no problem..." She rotated around in the bed one final time before sitting up in utter realization. "CAN YOU WHAT?!" by then it was to late, Zeva had already entered Ken's room, closed the door, locked it and had pushed her love down on the bed where he belonged. They laid on the bed together, kissing each other intimately, breaking apart and gasping for breath before reconnecting with Ken laying under the red head. Breaking a part from another kiss Zeva didn't go for Ken's mouth again, instead she stopped and looked him in the eyes, rolling off of him slowly to sit up.

"Ken...I...I don't think I do this...I mean I love you! I do! But...I really wanted to wait till marriage to have sex or make love, whatever you want to call it." She sighed, but Ken just smiled at her sitting up to look at her delicate face.

"Zeva?" His voice gentle and quiet. She turned her head to look at him.

"Yes?" Her eyes searched for the question he would ask, not wanting to use her telepathy.

"Will you marry me?" They smiled at each other, with Ken letting one of his thoughts willingly escape his mind, to let her know he wasn't serious, not yet anyway. Zeva just started to laugh, grabbing a pillow only to merely slam it Ken's face, sending him falling backwards mostly on his own will as he too began to laugh along with her.

"YOU are so mean to me!" She pressed down on the pillow in a false act to try and smother him, still hearing his laughter from under the fluff. Then a sudden idea crossed her mind, and she bent down to his ear, still pressing down on the pillow. "And by the way..." A wicked grin exposed itself "Yes." Ken pushed the pillow off his face to stare at her amused face, surprise consuming his face.

"Are you serious?" he asked threw short gasps. Zeva smirked, rolling her eyes as she moved off of him, edging herself toward the bed, grabbing her towel once again to wrap back around her body.

"Maaaybe." She hummed, Ken quickly scooting off the bed, mischief running over his face.

"Oh come on! That's so mean!" His voice playful and curious.

"Yes, yes I know." She began to walk toward the door, till Ken grabbed her, wrapping his arms around her to stare down into her eyes.

"I love you." His voice still mischievous, even though he meant it.

"Yes, so MANY people do." She smirked evilly, winking at her beloved. "And even if I did you wouldn't find out till our wedding day." The smirk never leaving her lips, as she ducked out of her lover's arms.

"So is that a yes?" He asked eagerly.

"No..." She smiled wickedly looking over her shoulder as she walked toward the door.

"So is that a no?" Confusion finally becoming apparent in his speech.

Zeva shook her head, still smiling with her hand on the doorknob. "No."

"So is that maybe?" Ken was trying to sound hopeful.

Zeva bit her lip in thought. "...Possibly..."

Ken threw up his hands in playful defeat. "Well what is it then?" he placed his hands on his waist as he watched her fingers move over the lock.

"An unlocked door..." She smiled devilishly at him as she flicked the lock to secure the door, letting a small laugh escape her throat. Ken gaped lightly and bit his lip, letting his head fall, shaking it slowly side to side with Zeva making her way back to where he was standing. When he looked up again she stood dangerously close to him, yet he didn't mind as he looked at her, the towel still covering her.

"You know you never answered my question?" He mocked gently, wrapping his arms around her waist while kissing her softly. She smiled at him when the broke apart her eyes shining.

"Well lets see if I can find an answer to it...over there..." she nodded toward the bed, Ken turning to see what she had simotainously pointed at, only to catch the hint.

"I thought you..."

"I don't..." she cut him off carefully, suddenly feeling a little bit more shy. "But I still want to give you pleasure."

"Z..." He gripped her shoulders gently, looking her strait in the eye. "You don't have to if you don't want to..." But his statement was meant with her wrapping her hands around his, her towel once again falling down around her ankles, Ken captivated by her body each time it fell.

"Do you want me?" Her eyes were longing and penetrating as they looked into Ken's. Ken pulled her closer to body, laying his head on her shoulder, squeezing her tight as he whispered his reply.

"Yes..." with his reply he felt her mouth move over his neck gently. First just soft, fluttering kisses that made his knees feel like Jell-O. Then she started to implant all her mouth on to his flesh, letting her tongue dash out only to quickly pull back. She withdrawal from his mouth, only to lead him to the bed both of them getting comfterbal. Once in position, Zeva straddled him, leaning down to endure a fiery kiss. Her body lay against his, with her gulping down a gasp from her love that jumped out his throat at he feel of her body over him. She gently pulled her mouth away from his, moving down to his neck and she felt him arch his back under her, sighing with ecstasy. But she was caught off guard when he gently pressed his hands to he shoulders, getting her attention.

"Z..." he whispered softly and she rose her head to look into his sparkling eyes. "This...doesn't feel right..." and he as surprised to see her reaction was the same.

"Yeah I know..." She again rolled off of him covering herself with the sheets and comfetor. "Just with everything that has and is about to happen...I'd feel...guilty..."

"So would I..." Ken sat up to sit next to her, running his fingers threw her hair.

"So what do you we do now...?" They both contemplated the thought, until Ken spoke up.

"Breakfast?" he turned his head to eye her with a raised eyebrow, Zeva nodding in response.

"Breakfast!" Zeva cheered and Ken pounced on her, pinning her gently to the bed.

"Last one down has to give a massage!" Ken leaped off the bed and ran for the door.

"Hey! No fare! I'm still naked!" She beckoned threw a childish laugh as Ken stopped at the door. But he just smiled at her, as she scrambled out of bed to throw on her clothes.

"I know...I want a massage!" Ken beamed and ran out of the door and down the steps with Zeva hurrying to dress herself properly. She pulled on her underwear, fastened her bra, zipped up her pants and threw on her shirt and bolted down the stairs, her hair still partially wet. But by then Ken had already made it to the kitchen entrance, only to stop and stare in shock with Zeva almost running into him. When Zeva turned to stare at what had made Ken gape, she too let her jaw drop. Aya had coated in index finger in whip cream, and Kym was diligently sucking and licking it off with an increasing grin growing over Aya's face.

"WHOO!! LOOK AT WHO GOT *THEIR* NOOKI ON LAST NIGHT!" Zeva pointed directly at the two lovers that were clueless with Kym slowly pulling her mouth of Aya's finger, jumping at the sound of Zeva's voice, the both of them turning bright red. Zeva just smiled with a blinding smile.

"Gah! I...I don't know WHAT you're talking about!" Kym protested, only to discover Zeva's arms around her shoulders.

"Sure you do! You two got laid by each other last night! It's SO obvious! And if you HAVN'T which is unlikely, then your planning on REAL soon.

"DON'T YOU HAVE YOUR OWN SEX LIFE TO WORRY ABOUT?!" Kym screeched, with Zeva shrugging a little.

"Only if we start talking about non-existent ones."

Kym growled "Why don't you harass Aya a little and quit pickin' on me!"

Zeva glanced up Aya and then back down at Kym "Because he has a sword...OH BUT WAIT!" She playfully smaked her own forhead "You've already seen it *HAVN'T* you?" Zeva winked at the fuming Kym who quickly relaxed trying to keep her cool, Ken still rather stunned.

"So wait...that means...Aya's not a virgin anymore...and Omi...and GOD no we all know Yohji's not...so...that means..." Ken began to panic. "I'M THE ONLY VIRGIN LEFT!" Zeva just stared, baffled and amused all the same, Ken whimpering a little. "I thought I would at least beat Aya! But nooooooooooo he had to go get all humble and nice...curse you Kym..."

"Love you too babe, now do you want whip cream on your pancakes or not?"

Ken could feel himself drop a glare and a disturbed look at the same time. "Eh...no..." Kym just shrugged him off and set a plate with his breakfast down on the table, another one following with Zeva.

"Gee Aya! This looks great!"

"Arigato." His voice low and soft with him putting one arm around his brunette helper. Ken and Zeva began to inhale their food, when an unexpected tap came on the door with Aya exiting to answer it.

"Ohiyo Aya-San." Manx spoke from the door, Aya seeming rather surprised by her appearance. "I've got information...can you get everyone together?" Aya just nodded at her question, moving aside to let her enter.