Ok gonna be real honest I am not even done transferring it from paper to computer so this may be a bit of a tease..... Sorry about that. Also this is totally not gonna be safe for work once done so watch for the NSFW to pop up once I get far enough so you don't get a surprise. Oh and this is really long so I apologise for the long read. Other than that this is my OC Aideen and Leon..... Have fun.
EDIT: Tagged harvestmae and the-mated-succubus because they seemed ok with this.
Softly padding feet against cold marble floors led Aideen to her kitchen, shivers sliding through her spine as the cold fully woke her up. Mouth stretching in a yawn, she reached into her fridge to produce a small carton of Buffamoo milk. Though tired her deft hands quickly opened the drink even as her petite frame turned to walk into her bedroom. As sleep hazed as the small Earthmate was she didn't notice the foxed eared male standing by her closet until she walked right into him. A small yelp came from her as she began to stumble back, her uncoordinated early morning reaction times not assisting her in the least. Large hands and quick reactions were all that save her and her drink from hitting the floor, husky laughter filling her ears and startling her in to full wakefulness.
“Leo! What are you doing here?” Aideen squeaked out as her light green eyes met his gem blue pair. As his strong arms assisted her in standing straight, the small woman realized how little she was actually wearing, her thin sky blue nightgown's material allowing her to feel the heat of his body warming her own. Her cheeks burned a bright red as she tilted her head away from him, her long silvery hair, loose from its normal pigtails, fell as a curtain in front of her face.
Leon, former Guardian and current pain in the side of Forte and to a lesser degree Aideen, smirked at the woman before him, his ever present fan lifting to his shoulder once he let her go. “I had come to wake you. It appears I got to see you more adorable than ever as well.”
Aideen's leaf green eyes rolled at the tall male, the expression effectively hidden by her voluminous hair, before she lifted her half forgotten drink to her lips. Taking a sip she reached past him, a valiant attempt to grab one of her dresses so she was on a better footing to deal with the flirty male. Though she loved him dearly, his constant flirting and teasing left her reeling and unsure of when he was being serious or when he was just teasing. “And why isn't Vishnal the one coming to wake me?”
A low laugh left his throat as he playfully shift his body, blocking her from getting some more fitting clothing. “I managed the impossible and talked him, and most of the town, into making sure no one bothered you, and in relation us, today. I think you are in dire need of a break and...”
At the pause in his words he leaned close, his fan closing with a soft click as his free hand lifted to push her locks from her face. His gaze softened as his fan lifted to press against the underside of her cheek, pushing her unresisting head up to meet his gaze. “And I wanted a day to have you all to myself. I haven't had much time to pick on my favorite target since you and I became lovers.”
Aideen's face flushed as he spoke, her eyes lowering bashfully as a smile crossing her plump lips before she suddenly moved forward. Her arms wrapped around his waist as her face buried against the firm muscle of his chest, attempting to show her remorse without speaking. She had already known much of the town thought she worked too hard, and to a point they had been completely right. Between the castle fields, trying to recover the Rune Spheres, and assist anyone in the village that needed her help, she rarely found for herself. However the Earthmate was most upset she had neglected Leon and their relatively new relationship. As if the former Guardian understood the source of her actions, his arms wrapped around her smaller frame, his chin resting on the top of her head.
“I don't blame you, Love. You have a lot on your plate and not a soul helping you carry your burden. However,” at this he paused and lifted her her face so their eyes would meet once more, “that is why I am here. I have Doug and Amber tending the fields, Vishnal and Clorica are tending to your errands, and Dylas, Meg and Arthur have agreed to take care of our meals. I am sure you see where everything is leading. Count today as a small vacation with only me to deal with.”
“Exactly how long have you been plotting this Leo?” she asked him, her voice filled with the giggles building in her chest. Her head shook some, her smile bright, as she thought of everything he must have gone through to get Dylas and Doug to agree to be a part of something at the same time. Instead of answering her question Leon smiled gently, sweeping her into his leanly muscled arms and startling the small woman. Her drink dropped from her hands as she was lifted, the digits of her hands clinging to him instead. The foxed eared male glanced down to the spilled drink then gave her a small shrug before striding to her large bed. His touch was careful as he laid her amidst the soft thick blankets, his long fingered deft hands making sure she wouldn't sit or lie on her overly long hair. Straightening he paused, his gaze on her soft and indulgent before he spun and walked back to the mess.
Aideen's body scooted up on the bed so she could rest her back against the headboard, his eyes watching the graceful way he moved, the way his lean muscles tightened and released with each movement. When his movements paused her eyes shot to his face to find him watching her with amusement dancing in his blue eyes, the look bringing the deep red blush back to her pale cheeks. A low chuckle left his chest as he finished his self appointed task, one hand tossing aside the clothe he cleaned the spill up with on to a pile of clothes needing to be cleaned. His eyes traveled over her recline figure, the look in his eyes only able to be described as hunger. His mouth opened as if to say something once his gaze returned to the female's own, just to have whatever was to be said interrupted by a knock on the door. Both of their gazes went to the entryway as Margret walked in, a basket hanging on her arm and a bottle of wine in her hands. With quick steps Meg walked to the table near the window, her agile musician’s hands serving what appeared to be breakfast before she waved with a smile to Aideen and left as quickly as she appeared.
