Author: Anaroriel PM
Tortall's characters caught in moments of vulnerability. 23rd Chapter: JonAlanna, 24th chapter: OwenMargarryRated: Fiction K+ - English - Romance - Tortall - Chapters: 24 - Words: 8,251 - Reviews: 150 - Favs: 57 - Follows: 72 - Updated: 05-06-09 - Published: 10-02-07 - id: 3814653
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The light was just beginning to filter through the window when Yukimi rolled over and leaned against her lover. She grinned as his face, bleary with sleepiness that stared at her for far too long. "Have you missed me, Neal?" she grinned as he rubbed his eyes.
"I suppose I have," Neal said generously. He yawned and reached out and began to play with her long black hair. He twisted and rolled it between his fingers, then gave it a light tug. "Have you missed me?"
"I suppose," she teased. It had been several weeks since she had last seen him, and once they had reached their bedroom it became evident by the clothes frantically thrown across the room how much they missed each other. She placed her hand over his to calm their movements then leaned in for a kiss. "What do you suppose you missed about me?" she flirted.
"Must you make everything difficult for me?" he sighed dramatically. "All right, I missed your smile." That earned said smile from Yuki. "And I've missed your temper." The smile was gone. Neal suddenly turned her on her back and rolled over on top off her. "And I've missed how easy it is to win at wrestling against you."
"You've been wrestling with others?"
Neal gulped and frantically started to get off of her to show his distress. "No, no! I was just –"
Neal was suddenly on his back, Yuki on top of him. "I'm not that easy to win against," she said with a winning smile and kissed his nose. The next few moments were filled with shrieks and laughter as the two struggled to be the victor of the wrestling match. Neal came out the victor, grinning down at Yuki, breathless and flushed with pleasure. His breath caught in his throat as he stared, then he slid off her.
"Neal?" Yuki's voice said cautiously.
Neal turned his face to her and saw the vulnerability and uncertainty in her face before it melted into an emotionless expression. His face began to turn a dark red, and he sat up. "Yuki…"
"Yes?" She now looked slightly concerned as Neal shifted uncomfortably on the bed, looking the most fragile she had ever seen him.
"You know that I… love you…" He paused for a moment then took a deep calming breath but only to turn more red.
"Will you marry me?"