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Jaune held her tightly, and she returned the favor as their kiss heated up, feeling him slowly push forward against her. She leaned back willingly, hitting the ground and gasping when his hand found her breasts again. He knew how she liked it; within seconds her body heated up, as if they'd never stopped earlier. His free hand toyed with her belly button at the same time, making her squirm a little, but she gripped Jaune's damp head fiercely in return. Surprisingly, she liked that even more than when his hair was dry.

She gasped hard when Jaune's fingers 'flicked' her nipples, making her hitch, especially when he did so multiple times in a row... and when he started sucking on them. "Oh!" she cried out, panting, clutching his hair. "Yes Jaune! Again! Ah!"

Whether he heard or not, he sucked on one, flicked the other (alternating this over time), and his free hand teased her stomach. She could literally feel her nipples getting harder, and she loved it.

Eventually, Jaune's free hand moved downward, leaving a hot trail down her skin. He paused around her stomach, then began teasing the skin just above her closed legs, moving slightly closer with every movement - by instinct, her legs opened more and more in response to this. Her head was thrown back, fingers digging into his back as his own moved over her folds, panting. He was exceedingly gentle as he moved there, but the bulk of his pleasuring remained on her breasts, and occasionally, her lips. She gasped when he pinched her nipples, and pulled his head down hard in response, kissing him passionately.

She didn't know how long they stayed like this, but other than her genitals starting to moisten, nothing had really changed. She was starting to get impatient-

"GAH!"

Pyrrha's scream made him groan with want, in addition to all the hot pleasure.

Her walls were squeezing his finger tightly, almost painfully yet at the same time not! And more than that, she was so warm and wet it was unbelievable - but he felt her cries even more keenly; they were such a turn-on to him. Pyrrha continued to squirm and he felt that, but soon her legs came up onto his back, pulling him even closer and tightening her muscles further. They both panted hard right up until she screamed again, her body buckling, which made him blanch a little. He carefully tried the spot again, and got the same result.

Somewhere deep down, he was in disbelief that he was this lucky - but even he wouldn't dare turn down this. And either way, it passed quickly.

Pyrrha continued to squirm and cry out as he stroked that one spot in particular, but soon she launched herself up, pulling his mouth onto hers hard. He was surprised, but quickly got into it, and continued to work on that spot. This only seemed to delight her, and he could have sworn he felt the brush of her fingers against his hand (the one currently pleasing her at that).

What neither of them noticed was that her hand had been glowing with her Aura.

Seconds after this, Pyrrha got considerably more breathy in their kiss, and he hadn't really done anything that he wasn't already doing. This continued for awhile, then next thing he knew, they were sitting upright and kissing fiercely. Then suddenly, he was on his back and she was on top.

"Jaune."

He made an incoherent sound, shaking himself out of it a little, and looked up at her.

Pyrrha panted a little, her crouched form hovering above where his legs meet, and her gaze half-lidded. This was a side of her no one but they knew about; the 'insatiable' side that would not hesitate to get more pleasure, even though it was more loving than lusty. It had surprised her as much as it did him, probably even more, and they were still learning.

"P-Pyrrha?" he breathed, somewhat out-of-breath himself.

"We're nearly there" she breathed heavily, hands on his chest and facing him. He was about to ask 'There?', but when her core touched his groin, he gasped (well - okay, he groaned). The sheer wet pleasure he felt was close to insanity, and they hadn't even started yet! And in the meantime, her core teased the tip of his hard genital - oh she had no idea what this was doing to him!

"W-What are you doing? Pyrrha- AH!"

She had started pushing herself down, giving off little grunts/gasps in the process.

Somewhere deep down he started panicking: as the guy, he should be the one doing all this, and making her scream his name - then he blatantly wondered where the hell that had come from, and why now!?

This strange little bit didn't last long; Pyrrha pushed herself all the way 'down', making a sound deep in her throat. He wasn't much better; it was a near-literal wave of white-hot pleasure. Breathing heavily, he tried to make sense of things, lifting his head... and nearly froze when he saw the way they were 'joined'. And just as strong as the pleasure was his shock.

Pyrrha swayed a little over this arrangement, panting, her legs almost a straight line against him. "Oh-Ah!" she breathed at one point, one part pleasure and pain.

He felt the pleasure every single moment, but it was pushed aside. "Pyrrha?" he breathed, a little raspy until he pushed himself up on his elbows. "What's - what's gotten into you?"

His words jolted her, and her gaze lifted - she was still pleasure-glazed, but he saw part of her normal awareness, as evidenced by the dark red coming over her cheeks (and the sheer mortification). She did not glance down, but he got the strong feeling anyway. "I-" she breathed, sounding like she was in shock, "h-how did this happen?"

Strangely, he just felt relieved that she was also in shock. "I don't know."

"Perhaps I should just-" she said meekly, massively embarrassed, quickly trying to get 'off'.

"No wait!"

In his haste, he'd grabbed her by the waist and yanked her down, the resulting movement giving them a rush of adrenaline (and hotter sensations). After the surprised gasp, which he'd sorta done as well, she stared at him.

"I just - I-I didn't think you'd do this that fast" he stammered, both of them now 'sitting up'. "Or at all." he added after a moment, feeling hot and calm at the same time, which he still didn't get.

She panted for a little, then she slowly touched his cheeks, and she kissed him, to his surprise. Then he got over it, pulling her close by her back, pressing her wet chest to his. The hot touch of her nipples made both of them gasp, but it was a pleasant one. And when her mouth left his, "Neither did I... but it is done" he heard, to which he quickly nodded. And he kissed her again several times, she returning his affection.

"Jaune?"

He slowly opened his eyes. "Yeah?"

Her fingers left his cheeks, going to his neck now, and slowly leaned them backward again. Her back hit the ground, but he was not surprised; the pleasure merely came back full force, both of them aware every second of their 'joining'.

Her fingers caressed his neck for a second more, then she fully wrapped her hands around him, her breath warm against his face. "It may not have gone the standard way, but Jaune-" she whispered, panting a little, "well - t-this makes me happy."

It was as if a weight lifted off his shoulders, despite kinda already knowing it deep down.

He leaned down and kissed her, Pyrrha returning it even as he put his hands on either side of her.

"Ah!" Pyrrha breathed in his mouth, as he tried out that 'back-and-forth' motion.

"Sorry" he babbled a little; he was sure. "I-I just-"

"No, don't stop!" she breathed in a hurry, surprising him and herself a little after that. "Oh!"

Right, uh, yeah he just had to - throw himself into this. Yeah.

He kissed Pyrrha, hard, who reacted with surprise and delight as she returned it. Her reactions only got stronger when he groped her breasts again, pinching her hard nipples, and making both of them pant hard. After a minute, his hesitation vanished; now he was fully into this.

Pyrrha gasped when he started thrusting again, threw her head back briefly, then sucked on his tongue. He moaned at that even as he returned the favor, slowly getting faster with his body, she crying out into his mouth repeatedly. And partway into it, he felt her body start to met his halfway during the thrusts, creating even more force and making it feel even better! He expressed this by gripping the back of her head fiercely, something that seemed to delight her, as her grip on his hair tightened even more.

He felt this go on for a minute (Pyrrha pressed herself against him, her grip tight), then two (he was sucking her neck hard, leaving a mark).

At some point, Pyrrha pulled him against her hard, enough to slam them against the ground. The impact startled him enough that he broke their kiss, breathing heavily, as well as stop what they were doing.

Whether it was intentional or not, after a moment, Pyrrha's hand touched his cheek. "Come on" she breathed, almost demanding.

"What?" he breathed, more of an instinct than an answer.

"Flip me, Jaune" she breathed back, the words sounding like they took a little effort.

For a few seconds, he just glanced at the whole situation for a little, trying to get it... "Oh" he breathed, then he quickly took her leg. Question was, how exactly did he do this- no, don't think that; it'd be really embarrassing to have to ask for help on something like this!

Pyrrha must have felt this anyway; her hand took his, guiding her own leg, even as she twisted herself to turn over. There was a close call where her leg muscle nearly seized up (he saw it, vividly), but somehow they got it, both of them panting for different reasons. And now he was left to stare at this new arrangement: the smooth skin of her back, her butt, and the way her red hair hung heavily over her right side.

"Go on" she breathed, twisted to look at him.

He made a sound, shook himself out of it, then slowly gripped her just above the hips.

Seconds before Jaune did that-

She found herself having to stifle a desperate plea for him to move again, which she fought with effort. Despite that, she was overjoyed that they were joined together in this way! Even the simple things made the pleasure overwhelming, far more than she'd anticipated - or was she just that into it?

-then Jaune gripped her hips, and slowly moved again. She panted a little harder, trying to look back at him.

After the first thrust, Jaune threw himself into the motion - and she moaned hard from the pleasure, feeling it surge through every part of her body! By instinct alone she pushed herself back against Jaune again and again, increasing the force and her pleasure.

Somehow, deep deep through the pleasure, she discovered something surprising about herself: she really liked the feel of her 'bouncing'. She didn't feel how that made any sense, but still she- AH!

Jaune's hands had gripped her by the chest.

"Oh Jaune!" Yes!

His sound wasn't coherent, but it was endearing-Oh!

Panting hard, crying out as he continued to thrust, she pulled one hand up and gripped his hands. The touch startled him, but it showed just how much she loved this, and boy did she! Throwing her head with a gasp, she blithely tried to tuck her hair behind her ears, but could not because the motion made her unsteady.

Still, this went on just as long as before, then Jaune stopped with a small pant. Her resulting gasp was out of both pleasure and some desperation, and she meant to tell him not to stop-

However, Jaune seemed to have other ideas, as his hands left her chest to go back to her hips-

"Oh!" she breathed, thoroughly surprised when Jaune quietly literally hoisted them both to a standing position, only just barely keeping himself 'in'.

After the fact sunk in though, she was just plain delighted. "Jaune" she breathed softly, pressing her back against his chest, looking back at him.

His breath was a little uneven, but he managed a sorta-smile, then he kissed her, hard (which delighted her even further). She gripped his hips in return tightly, their tongues sloppily intertwining, his hands moving over hers.

She was the first to make a move, 'grinding' herself against his groin, as she was unable to move up and down consistently. Jaune did not have this problem; he started moving back and forth behind her, making her gasp into their kiss as the pleasure returned. He only got faster, making her cry out, her legs wobbling from the increased impacts.

She could have sworn a full minute passed like this, but everything was hazy, yet she could feel her fingers digging into his hips. Later, their kiss broke due to their need for air, during which time she leaned forward a bit. She was perfectly, pleasurably, content to hold onto Jaune while he thrust.

But he had other instincts.

His hands touched hers, making her turn her head at this, especially as he gripped her wrists. Then with a quick movement, she was pushed forward (to her incoherent gasp), but was abruptly stopped; Jaune held onto her wrists as he thrust, this being the only thing keeping her from falling.

She soon recognized what he was doing; a variation on their position, one that required absolute trust. She felt a great rush of warmth that had nothing to do with the pleasure or her body temperature.

"Jaune!" she breathed, throwing her head back. "Oh! Mmph-Ah!"

She didn't know if this was a bold move on his part, an instinct, or anything else - but she had to tell him to do this more often later! Having him hold her up, in addition to their position and her bouncing chest, it really rubbed her the right way!

Somewhere, deep down, she felt this had gone on longer than the other positions (which was perfectly fine with her!). But time was skewed; minutes could be hours for all she knew.

Then something rippled through her, coinciding with Jaune's gasp, but it wasn't their activity. Then it happened again-

Jaune cried out, then suddenly she realized what it was; his legs were wobbling.

She barely felt this before they gave out.

They both fell to the ground, the impact as abrupt as the fall, and this showed in the incoherent gasps she made. Somehow, in a burst of instinct, she got herself up rather wildly.

During the fall, they had 'separated', and Jaune lay on his back three feet away from her - but it took her a second to see he was clutching at his leg, grimacing as his muscle had seized up. "Jaune!" she rasped, quickly crawling over toward him, her body still on fire in different ways.

"Gah-why now?" he muttered, his voice still as pleasure-glazed as hers had been.

"Don't move" she breathed in a hurry, quickly pushing his leg down with her hands. "Flex the muscle, and keep doing so!"

His grimace remained, but she waited - and soon, she saw it fade away, just as much as air escaping from a balloon. "Oh!" he breathed, from deep in his throat.

And she was just as relieved, trying to move herself closer to him. However, this action somehow put her in contact with something hot and hard - which was his still-hard genital.

"Of all the times" he whispered, sighing. She noted he was still pleasure-glazed, but it was fading.

What she did next was pure instinct.

"It doesn't have to stop us, Jaune!" she said quickly, briefly confusing him before she kissed him, hard. In addition, she had moved forward, placing her core onto his stomach - the result being he jerked at the wet warmth of her body.

"Pyrrha!" he breathed, somewhat incoherent, but full of want and worry. "I can't-"

"You won't use your legs" she assured, kissing him again. "Just your hips; I'll take care of the rest."

"But, I-"

As soon as she moved backward, rubbing herself against his hard genital (to both their gasps), whatever he was gonna say died in his throat. Panting hard, her want still white-hot, she carefully grasped him to make sure things went well. He was burning, nearly as hard as a rock, but she liked the former a lot.

When she pushed herself down on him again, they both gasped, but hers was much deeper. It wasn't just about the pleasure itself anymore, it was fulfilling her need for this!

Moaning through the sensations, she wasted no time in moving again.

Somewhere, deep through all the pleasure and sensations, he was in shock over Pyrrha's actions - Oh, but that could wait!

He groaned, feeling her move up and down at a rapid rate, sending waves of heat through both of them. If only his leg hadn't seized up, he might be able to do it himself, or at the same time - but nooo, he had to have the worst luck ever! Still, he managed to move his arms, gripping Pyrrha directly on her thighs and pulling her against him! If her gasp/moan was anything to go by, she liked that too.

By instinct, he moved his hips a few times to meet her thrusts partway (she didn't seem to notice). His sore leg muscle twitched at this, but nothing more.

He was relieved; he just might be able to do something about this.

Pyrrha gasped as he started thrusting as well, much harder than before, but her moan was of approval. It wasn't as easy as it seemed, only moving your hips, but he managed it to make her happy. As this went on, he managed to look up, seeing Pyrrha's expression (it gave him a good shiver) and her bouncing chest (oooh, that was hot!). Seconds after he did this, Pyrrha gave him this really pleasure-glazed grin, then she kissed him, hard. As much as he was surprised, he returned it eagerly, holding her close as she continued to thrust against him.

If only his leg wouldn't twitch every time he moved- no wait, it was fading with every movement! Or was it? No, it definitely was fading!

He was elated; now he could actually use his legs again.

However, soon he felt something happen to him; her walls had tightened around his thing. And it wasn't a one-time thing, as it happened again after several moments- no way! She couldn't be-!

Pyrrha's deep-throated moan, entirely different from the ones he'd heard minutes ago, told him otherwise.

He didn't think (he couldn't), but with an incoherent gasp, he launched himself upward. He kissed Pyrrha hard and otherwise stopped her in her tracks, her resulting moan full of surprise/pleasure/disappointment/confusion and more. Before she could break the kiss, he leaned them forward, their gasps muffled as they hit the ground again. She gasped when he kneaded her breasts with one hand, as well as mercilessly teased her genitals, despite still being inside her.

"Jaune!" she breathed, full of want, but also demanding to know what he was doing.

He couldn't answer, so instead, he gave her what she wanted and continued to thrust, hard as he could.

First she was surprised, but then she really got into it, digging her fingers into his neck and sucking on his tongue, which really made him groan with pleasure. For every one of his thrusts, she was there with one of her own - and the faster she got, the more moans/gasps she made. And in the meantime, she continued to tighten further and further, making him gasp; wow that was something!

"Jaune!" she nearly screamed, her finger grip becoming almost painful. "I-OH!"

Immediately after that, she got even faster, effectively ramming herself against him over and over. Her sheer speed made this a hot wet great blur that he couldn't begin to understand!

"Jaune!" she gasped, her back arced high.

"Pyrrha?" he breathed out. He didn't know how he managed it, because right now he was entirely worried about something else.

"I-I need-GAAAAAH!"

He must have made the same noise, just more ragged, because she tightened further than he'd thought possible! Oh dear god!

Pyrrha stopped moving entirely, and her body hit the ground, heaving. Because her arms were still wrapped around his neck, this motion pulled him even closer, and he felt her ribs against his cheek. He could literally feel her insides twitching down there, an even hotter (and wetter) blur than before, which was saying something! He felt all that, but that wasn't what made him stunned.

It was the fact that he was still hard down there.

He might not know everything, but he was pretty sure that wasn't how it worked... and the few times he'd thought this far ahead, he always thought if something were to be wrong with him in this area, it'd be that he 'finish' too early!

He lay like this for awhile, trying to figure it all out, then eventually just gave up and slumped.

So, after realizing he was still inside her, he slowly got his nerve back and pulled himself out. Pyrrha gasped at the motion, but soon returned to just laying there, body still heaving. When he managed to sit up, two things distracted him further; the still-burning sensation of his hard thing (which he had to struggle to ignore), and the blissful expression on Pyrrha's face. Eyes closed, mouth open, head on her side, hair splayed across the ground... it made him shiver, in the good way.

Shaking himself out of it, he slowly inched himself forward, touching his fingers to her cheek. "Pyr-?" he breathed, but it was so weak he had to try again. "Pyrrha?"

Her eyes fluttered a bit, then slowly opened, managing to turn her head in response (which looked like it took some effort). "Oh" she breathed, still panting. "Jaune..."

It took her a little, but she touched his cheeks, and she kissed him. It was warm, soft, and loving - everything he liked about Pyrrha, and had nothing to do with her lustful side.

He kissed her back gently, then slowly leaned up, pulling her along with him. She breathed out when this happened, but did not resist as he helped her sit up, she resting a hand on his leg, very near his waist. So near in fact, one wrong move down there and-

Okay, it actually happened: Pyrrha's hand jerked at the touch, and she stopped, staring at him very strangely. "Jaune?" she breathed after a moment.

He should have been nervous, or something - but apparently they were both still in some sort of (pleasant) shock, so he felt like him, but everything was a good kind of numb, maybe. "Yeah?" he whispered.

"...why are you still hard?"

He slowly blinked. "I have no idea" he said mildly. "Everything felt normal, great actually, I just didn't uh, 'finish' at all. But I do know that isn't normal. It isn't, right?"

She shook her head a little, still looking at him. "Not that I'm aware of" she said, glancing down briefly. "But... I uh-"

"Pyrrha?" he asked, confused about what she was hesitating about.

"Do you want me to 'take care' of this?"

He slowly blinked again. "Uhhh" he drew out, his hand slowly moving over hers. "Not really, to be honest."

A moment, then her fingers curled against his, showing neither relief nor disappointment - which relieved him, because he wasn't sure yet how he preferred/wanted her to react over doing 'that', if that made any sense. But she did smile, which he returned easily.

Then her gaze wandered to his chest, started to come back to his eyes then double-taked, as if she was just registering something. Her blush started to return in full force.

He slowly glanced down, and made an incoherent sound - they were still both naked.

They looked back at each other again... then like someone turned a switch on, they both gasped and scrambled to get dressed in a hurry.

What had happened back there?

She quickly pulled up her shorts, not sure which aspect that question applied to... but she did know there was much to think about.

Just as she grabbed her shirt though, she became aware that Jaune kept glancing in her direction, embarrassed yet interested. She blushed hard when she realized he was sorta-watching her get dressed, but after a moment, she felt no desire to discourage this. He had seen her as she was, and she him, why should she wish to hide from him? Her cheeks remained red though as she got dressed.

In short order, they were both fully clothed, this having helped clear the pleasure-haze. She made no move from her spot after that, just slowly adjusted her hair back into it's ponytail, having found her scrunchie easily.

Jaune noticed that she hadn't moved, but he crawled closer anyway. "Pyrrha?"

She slowly looked at him, arms coming down. "Jaune" she started softly. "That was- the most incredible, pleasurable, wonderous experience of my life."

He slowly blinked, his expression pleased at that, but had an inkling there was more. "Yeah" he breathed gently, slowly sitting beside her. "M-Me too, a lot. Really."

His voice, gentle and still full of that nervous energy, made her feel warm.

But despite that, she glanced down, fidgeting a bit. "But, well, look at what I've done" she stated, troubled. "Even for me, that was- that was completely over-the-top. When your leg had finished seizing up, my immediate instincts were only about the pleasure, with no thought about how you were doing or that we should stop."

"It was" he agreed faintly, after a moment. "Over-the-top, I mean."

She looked down. "I'll understand if you hate me for ignoring your concerns" she said, the words hurting her inside, but they were necessary.

"Pyrrha-"

She snapped up, a little shocked: Jaune's tone had been entirely chiding, even playful. And when she looked at him, his expression was similar.

He took her hand, holding it between both of his. "Pyrrha, you were wild" he said, somewhat sheepish, but getting stronger as he went on. "I mean, really wild, way beyond what I was prepared for. And I was a little shocked - still am, sorta - but I'm not mad or anything like that!"

She stared at him, repeatedly glancing at his hand, slowly/shakily moving her other hand onto his. "But-" she breathed, "But I-I thought you'd-"

"What?" he asked softly, with a knowing tone, which surprised her. "That'd I'd wish you'd never done so, that it wasn't true, or that you didn't have a tendency to be surprisingly wild?"

She looked at him for awhile, unable to place this - until she realized he was near-perfectly mirroring what'd she said to him, long ago.

She smiled, the warmth even stronger now as she smiled, willingly leaning toward his lips. He was perfectly willing to oblige her, and she tried to show all her love for him in their kiss.

It lasted a little longer than five seconds, but that was fine with her, and she squeezed Jaune's hand gently. "The true depth of my lust still troubles me though" she said after a moment.

"You probably just need more time, or maybe more practice" he said gently, even bracingly, and he gripped her hands. "It'll be okay. And either way, I'll be there to help you, like you have for me!"

She felt even warmer, and she leaned forward again. "Thank you, Jaune" she breathed, kissing him again, which he returned easily.

After the kiss, they just looked at each other. However, as this happened she saw Jaune's expression change slowly. "That's weird" he said faintly, his fingers moving against hers, glancing at them.

"What's wrong?" she questioned.

In answer, he put his other hand on top of theirs, and he concentrated - he became infused with the power of his Aura, and hers showed as well. She wasn't sure what he was trying to do, but she let him- wait a minute, hers had never been that dim before!

"My Aura" she breathed, almost alarmed. "It's almost gone. What happened?"

"Did you fight anything before I came out here?" he asked quickly.

She shook her head. "And I did not do anything physically exhausting either, that I'm aware of" she said, trying to figure this out.

He sighed, looking to his right. "Okay, but then what-" he said, before stopping and slowly looking at her. "Uh... Pyrrha?" he breathed, sounding completely different.

"What?" she asked, intent.

His cheeks soon became heated. "What we-" he started, his voice faltering. "What he did tonight, it uh, it was 'physically exhausting'."

She opened her mouth, but the rush in her own cheeks prevented that. "But-" she protested, "but that can't be possible! There's no record of intimacy draining out Aura!"

"Wait!" he said in a hurry, surprising her, but also making her intent after a moment. "Our Aura, it's a manifestation of our souls. You said that to me, right?"

"During our Beacon initiation, but-"

"But aren't wants and needs part of our souls?" he asked quickly, heavily surprising her, because he rarely cut anyone off. "Perhaps, uh, perhaps your want for- well, f-for me was so strong that... that your Aura responded?"

She stared at him, intensely shocked. Unbidden, she recalled her thoughts that the pleasure had been much stronger than she'd imagined...

Slowly, she looked down at their joined hands. "That- would explain a few things" she said slowly.

"Perhaps me as well?" he asked, timidly.

She did not comprehend, but then she remembered their conversation over him still being 'hard', as well as the fact that he had never 'finished'.

She looked up. "Can you read your Aura meter subconsciously?" she asked gently, cheeks pink. She had seen his Aura a minute ago, but she wanted to be absolutely sure before she made a judgement.

He made a string of sounds, glancing away for a moment. "Uh, no, I'm still having trouble with that one..." he admitted. "And yet I can make other people's Auras appear easily-"

She smiled. "Then let's go back to our dorm" she suggested softly. "We can read it there with the device, and talk about the results without disturbing the others."

"Well- that sounds good to me" he said mildly, to which she nodded, gently pulling him up. However, just as they started walking, Jaune paused and looked at her, as if just registering something.

If she interpreted the look in his eyes correctly, it was that they had given each other their first time's.

Her cheeks turned pink, but she smiled, placing a hand on his chest, showing she understood.

He returned the touch after a moment, smiling back, then he hugged her tightly. Surprised, but also really warm, she returned the hug eagerly.

Sorry this one took so long :/ I had this fanfiction written out to just before they started going at it, about two weeks after Part II, but then my creativity trickled out (it's fickle that way). Still, even in bits and pieces, I've worked on it and finally finished it lol.

Perhaps that last burst to finish this fanfiction might make the ending look somewhat rushed... XD

And on a personal note, I'm surprised/pleased I managed to go through this string of stories without them saying 'I love you' once, and still making it work :)