Tea

The knocking on the door was becoming very insistent before Kohaku deigned to acknowledge it.

"Who is it?" a sleepy mumble asked.

Throwing a forearm over his face, Kohaku muttered, "Rin."

"Oh!" Chihiro started. Throwing the covers off, she pushed her feet into her slippers and swiftly walked out of the bedroom, tying her robe shut. "Let her in, will you?" she hollered back.

Silently the main entrance unlocked and swung open presenting an impatient Rin.

"Do you know what time it is?" she barked. "Quit standing around yawning!"

Chihiro blinked.

A look of exasperation crossed her face. "You're such a dope!"

"Hey," Chihiro muttered, pouting.

Rin snorted inelegantly. "That face only works on one person, and it ain't me. Now, get moving! We have tubs to scrub." Turning sharply on one heel, she left as quickly as she had come. "Meet me downstairs!" she yelled over her shoulder.

Rubbing her eyes, Chihiro closed the door.

Behind her, Kohaku had two cups of steaming tea in each hand. Chihiro's face lit up, and not just because he was shirtless.

"You found it!"

He shrugged fluidly, muscles bunching in his shoulders. "You asked."

Happily taking a cup from him, Chihiro smiled. This tea was very rare, and her favourite ever since Zeniba had shared some with her on a visit. She may not be able to pronounce it, but it smelled divine. Wafting the smell towards her face, the steam heating it nicely, she began to float back into their bedroom to dress.

Kohaku was suddenly looming behind her. "And my reward?" he asked. "It is customary for the princess to give her warrior a token of affection for a deed."

Hooding her eyes, Chihiro replied noncommittally. "Is it now?"

Taking the teacup from her open palm he gently set it down, making a tiny clink.

Spinning her, pushing her back flat to the wall, he dragged his hand down, passing her collarbone, into the gape made by her robe. Slowly, he caressed the slope between her breasts. Chihiro's breath caught. "I-I have to meet Rin."

Teasingly, he brought his mouth to hers for a kiss, a smirk quirking his lips. After a few moments Chihiro placed both hands on his chest and pushed, her face flustered. Kohaku took a deliberate step back. "That will suffice for now." Pushing a hand through his hair he gracefully retreated, walking towards the balcony. "You know where to find me," he told her, his gaze heated. His cup of tea appeared back in his hand.

Staring with a look of longing at his naked back, she sighed quietly. Picking up her tea she moped into the bedroom to get ready for work.