Of course, the two of them had slept in the same bed before, as would be expected. They had been on their honeymoon after all, and they'd spent every night in each other's arms. In the hotel, it'd been so private that she'd been able to focus on a world that would contain only the two of them. And the night that they'd spent on the beach with only the van for shelter had actually been very special, as they'd lain together on that pristine sand, looking up at the stars that had shone in the clear sky.
Watching him smooth out their sheets, she felt warm at the idea that this could be another such night. Here, at this time, they could embrace each other and share a great deal. Keitaro, for all his faults, was a dreamer, and right then, that was exactly what she needed. They could spend a good deal of time just being together, and talking about all that would come in their shared future. About the only thing that she could think of that could derail that was far more intimate.
Blushing heavily, she looked down at herself and realized that this was going to be the one place where she and he would be expected to.... do things. Nervousness settled over her like a cloak, and she wondered what it would be like. For a moment, she was unsure of how he'd react to her body, but the memories of his previous falls, unintended... 'actions', and other such behavior cleared up any fear that she might have had on that score. But she did realize that her pajamas were not exactly the most alluring garments around, and she tried to think if she should have dressed up in some sort of special outfit. She could imagine herself in some sort of robe which she would slide off her shoulders to reveal some skimpy lingerie. Or she could have just worn something out of one of those cataloges that she'd seen in Mitsune's room once, though she doubted that she could manage that. Sure, if she really wanted to use her body to make him happy, that was okay, but a vein at her temple throbbed as she considered the possibility that he could want her to dress like that all the time.
"Naru? Naru?" a confused voice asked, penetrating through her focused annoyance. "Did you hear me?"
Surprised, Naru looked up into the innocent gaze of her husband, and lost all the anger that she'd been dredging up. "Oh, I'm sorry. I was thinking of something."
"Something really bad, I'd say. You looked really mad."
"Yeah.... But don't worry about it. I'm sure that it'll never come up."
"Really?"
"Definitely. Now, you were saying something?"
"What? Oh, right. I just wanted to let you know that I've finished setting up the... our... bed," he told her, ducking his head.
"Oh. I see...."
"Well...."
"Yeah...."
"Guess the only thing is to... get into it."
"Probably. But... Keitaro?"
"Yes, Naru?"
Staring right into his eyes, Naru knew that this was their chance to make this night special. She wasn't about to mess it up, and she cheered herself on as she prepared to make it clear that this would be their time together. Feeling a bit of heat rise on her cheeks, she focused on him, and only him, while:
(Posted Sat, 04 Mar 2006 01:32)
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