Point of Presence
Chapter 16 : Mourning Activities

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It was nearing an hour later that the phone rang. We hadn't moved more than a simple shifting of limbs. Touya was still dozing on top of me, and seemed to have found a home within me. We were both more than content with that current situation, and had no intention of moving. Every once in a while, he would stir awake and kiss me, almost like he was reassuring himself that I was still there.

We just let the phone ring, laying there comfortably in each other's arms. Then my answering machine clicked on. "Yukito-san? Oniichan? Are you there?" It was Sakura, and she sounded worried. Touya stirred to life in an attempt to get the phone before she hung up. I took pity on him, unwrapping a wing and lifting the phone off the receiver with a strong feather. I brought it up to my ear and answered it.

"Moshi moshi," I said softly. I heard Sakura's sigh of relief.

"Yukito-san! I was afraid you'd gone somewhere."

"Actually, I'm still in bed." Touya looked up at me, his eyebrows raised.

"Did I wake you?"

"Oh, no. I've been awake for quite some time now." He rolled his eyes.

"How's oniichan doing?" Oh, I could have some fun with this one...

"I think he's feeling better." I smiled mischievously."Would you like to speak with him?" Touya's eyes shot open and he started to pull away from me, shaking his head violently. I quickly wrapped my legs around him, locking my feet in back so he couldn't get away.

"Hai! ... But don't wake him up if he's asleep. He gets grouchy if anyone wakes him."

"It's okay. He's awake too, and he has no reason to be grouchy." I grinned. "Let me get him for you. And make sure you tell me if he's a grump to you because if he is, he's not getting any breakfast." Touya glared at me. I merely smiled back, handing him the phone. He put up a short silent protest, but I won that argument.

"Oi, kaijuu." I chuckled as I heard Sakura's excited chattering. She'd grow into herself someday, and become a knockout. Of that, I was sure. I could tell just by looking at Touya. Like brother, like sister. I kissed Touya's cheek and he gave me a glance. He obviously wasn't going to tell Sakura about us yet. I think she knew already. "Are you minding Daidouji-san?" he asked her, pointedly ignoring me.

How dare he? I lowered my eyelids, a smirk forming on my lips. I thought it was time he learned how hard I am to ignore.

I tightened my muscles around him, listening to his sharp intake of breath. It matched mine. I was still sore. He looked at me incredulously, and mouthed two words: "You're not..."

I nodded, rolling him forcefully, quietly, over onto his back so that I was sitting atop him. I pressed a finger to his lips, telling him to be quiet, and rocked my body backwards, pushing him deep within me. He was more than half-hard when I did this, but was fully so now. I heard his stifled groan for what it really was.

He tried adamantly to carry on the conversation and to continue ignoring me, but was failing miserably as I rode him, slowly driving him somewhere very near to insanity. I paused my actions to snatch the phone from his ear.

"Oniichan? What's the matter?"

"Sakura, can he call you back?"

"Ha... Hai... What... ?" She paused, and I could almost hear her smiling. "You told him, didn't you?"

"Nani?"

"That you love him." I felt a blush spread across my face. "I thought so. Take care of him, Yuki."

"I will," I said, smiling down at a very beautiful, very confused face. "Sayonara, Sakura-san." I heard her soft reply, then the phone went silent in my ear. I turned it off, setting it back on the cradle.

"What was that about?" I smiled.

"Sakura knows, To-ya. Stop hiding from her."

"We'll have a long talk when... when I go home." My eyes saddened, but my smile was still in place. "What else did she say?" he asked, somewhat breathlessly.

"She asked me to take care of you." He closed his eyes, turning away slightly. "I'll do no less, koi, my To-ya." I turned his face back to me with a gentle hand on his cheek, and met his lips slowly, carefully, as if he'd vanish beneath me.

I started to move slowly on top of him, never losing contact with those soft lips. This time, it was unhurried. We simply enjoyed each other. I relished the feeling of his strong beautiful hands roaming my back, tracing my shoulderblades with his fingertips, running his fingers through my hair and feathers.

Our tongues met, dueling languidly between us. He tasted of cinnamon, of himself, and of some rich source of heat that couldn't possibly be described. When he paused for a breath, I followed the curve of his face with my lips and breath, finding his ear to whisper into it.

"Aishiteru," I breathed, feeling him shudder beneath me. We lost all sense of time as we made love to each other. It ended all too soon.

I held him within my arms and wings as we finished, the echoes of each other's cries echoing in our minds and ears. I dropped down heavily upon him, spent, and contented myself with rubbing my face against his shoulder like a cat. I slid off of him with a pained cry, cuddling against his side as we recovered.

I was complete, whole at that moment, and I never wanted to feel the engulfing emptiness inside me again. I felt him chuckle, a slow peaceful rumble that resounded in his chest beneath my ear. "What is it?" I asked softly. His arms went around me as he turned onto his side, resting our foreheads together.

"We need a shower." I nodded slightly, agreeing with him, but having no motivation yet to move. It was another quarter hour before either of us spoke again. "Would you like the bath first?" I offered him.

"You go first. I still don't want to get up." He kissed me, his hand running down over the curve of my hip.

"I'm not going to move either if you keep doing that."

"That's the idea."

I grinned, kissing him again, then reluctantly rose, willing my wings away as I walked, if somewhat stiffly, toward the shower. I blushed as I felt his eyes roaming over me. Although the urge was strong, I did not add any extra sway to my gait as I left the room, knowing where his eyes had settled. Okay, maybe I did. But just a little.

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