Baby, it's Cold Outside

"Mic, I really can't stay," Elly said, looking regretful even as she picked up her coat, shaking the little bits of holiday confetti off it absently. The rest of the teachers had left long ago and she had stayed - until she saw how late it had gotten. The wind whistled loudly and the front door banged as if to make her point. Even though she only had to walk a little way back to her apartment, it was a slice of wicked winter out there.

Hizashi, in his holiday-song-themed mood, blurted out the only possible response his brain could make to this statement. "But baby, it's cold outside."

They both stopped right where they were, Elly's cheeks pinkened in a light blush and his eyes wide behind his red-rimmed glasses. She turned to face him with a very soft smile and sang quietly, "But maybe just a half a drink more..."

His brain raced wildly through the lyrics, a grin flashing across his features.

Put some records on while I pour

He walked over and took her coat again, his green-gold eyes shining with good-natured mischief. "You still wanna listen to holiday stuff, babe? I've got a playlist I've never tried out before."

They settled onto the couch much closer than propriety had allowed when their friends had been around. The music was low and pleasant, soft romance tunes from various decades he had chosen as his favorites. The decanter of warm sake was still on the table, so he poured two more cups.

"This is nice," she murmured. "It - well, no joke, it's really cold out there."

He handed her a warm cup and she smiled and took it, their fingers brushing lightly. "It is," he agreed. "You, ahhh, you can stay as long as you like, you know."

Elly eyed him over the rim of the cup, her eyebrows raised as she sipped. "And how long exactly were you thinking you wanted me to stay, Hizashi?"

His heart hammered crazily in his chest at her use of his name. It was a calculated flirt and intended to be taken as so; she knew Japanese customs. No one used given names unless they were super close, usually dating or married.

Unfortunately, his brain decided to shut down at the fact that she might be hinting she wanted to stay overnight. He panicked, nervous excitement causing him to stammer foolishly. "Uh..."

Her ears flicked in amusement upon seeing his reaction and guessing the cause. She reached out and set her empty cup on the table alongside his and scooted closer until their legs were touching. "I'm a little warmer, but couldn't you help a girl out?"

He finally choked out a quick sentence. "Please tell me ya want more'n just tonight."

She regarded him in surprise. "I thought you knew that. Also, isn't that my line?"

"We've got lines?" He scrunched up his forehead in mock worry. "What's mine, yo?"

She poked him gently in the chest, smiling. "I just thought you would say ... you know, 'that' first. "

"Okay," he said with a perfectly straight face. He stared deeply into her eyes and whispered, "That."

She burst out laughing.

"Or is it 'that, first'?" He took her hands in his, a huge smile on his face. "Ches, I love you. I want you to be my girl."

He saw her purple eyes widen and start to sparkle with shining tears. "Yes," she whispered. "I love you too, you dork."

"Thank god," he wheezed. "I was gettin' so nervous I accidentally snapped my bracelet." He held up one shaking palm and she saw a bunch of loose beads.

"Oh, Zashi." She reached over and took them from him. "You need stronger cord. You're always fiddling with it, it was bound to break."

"Yeah, so you told me." He chuckled sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head.

"I can fix it later." Elly carefully placed the beads in a saucer on the table so they wouldn't roll onto the floor. "Much later," she amended in a low purr.

"Yeah, that can wait," he agreed enthusiastically. He got on his knees and bent over her, grinning. "Get ready, sweet thing," he hummed happily. "I've wanted to kiss you for ages."

"Just kiss?" She asked archly, her ears zeroing in on him.

"Well... yeah." He bit his lower lip, squirming in excitement. "I wanted to hold yer hand first, I think, though. Felt like a fuckin' teenager when you grabbed it that night we all went to the movies!"

"I remember that! I was freaking out trying to make sure I sat next to you."

"Me toooo!"

"Oh my god, you're so cute." She reached out and gently cupped the back of his neck in one hand, shivering as he approached.

Their mouths met and Hizashi hummed again in whimpery pleasure, his quirk turning the kiss into a ticklish vibration. She giggled but held on, pressing harder and parting her lips in invitation.

"Mnnn, sorry. I got carried away." He slipped his tongue in to wrestle lightly with hers while they slowly collapsed onto a tangled heap on the couch. "Yeahhhh," he breathed when her hands grasped his black shirt collar. "My sweet baby wants some satisfaction, hmmm? So eager, pulling on me like this."

"Can't help it," she gasped, breathing hard. "Your kisses, the way your mustache rubs on my face, your delicious, sweet smell..."

"Holy crap! Yer not serious - mmmft!" Her next kiss left him speechless for several minutes. Dazed, he blinked rapidly with a dopey grin on his face. "Yer serious."

"Damn right."

"'Kay. Lemme take my glasses off." He tossed them onto the coffee table. "Now show me how serious."

She watched him through lowered eyelids, a smoldering stare that caused his heart to beat even faster. "Come here," she whispered, tugging on his shirt before slipping it past his shoulders. He shrugged it completely off and she sighed, running her hands up the thinner, cotton t-shirt he wore underneath. "You're gorgeous."

Hizashi cast his eyes down shyly. "Aww, c'mon babe."

"Hush, I'm still serious." Her fingers tweaked one of his nipples through the fabric and he gasped.

"Hey, watch it... turnabout is fair play, you know." He thrust his hands up the front of her sweater and chuckled when she moaned his name. "An' yer more sensitive here, besides."

"You went under, though! You cheated," she teased, kissing his neck above the doubled necklaces he wore.

"All's fair," he chirped happily as his thumbs rolled lightly over her hardened nipples. "Oh, hey, that's - that's sweet, yeahhh. That's so sweet, baby." His breathing grew hoarse as she nibbled on his throat, planting tiny kisses everywhere she could reach. The music fell into a low, steady bass beat that surrounded them and he bucked his hips lightly in rhythm, barely grazing her below. His mouth met hers once more and this time he was more aggressive, thrusting his tongue at hers and licking, darting, teasing her with all his might. After a few delicious minutes she lifted her hips to meet his and the agonized groan that rolled out of his working throat thrummed through her as he lost control of his quirk.

"More," was all she whispered, and he greedily complied, letting her feel the hard outline of his erection through his pants. His trembling fingers found the pleasant surprise of a front catch on her bra and he popped her breasts free, squeezing the firm globes in both hands.

"Soft," he murmured.

She responded by sliding one hand around his abdomen under his shirt. "Hard."

"Sh - shit, m'not that..."

"Zashi, I can feel you have six pack abs here. I can count them! Take this off, take it offff."

"Fine," he gave up, laughing softly at her exclamation. "If you do yours."

She shed her sweater in record time, slinging her bra to lay in the growing pile of their discarded clothing. When she moved to sit back down he was watching her with nothing short of adoration. He shook his head mutely and opened his arms with a wiggle of his eyebrows and a jerk of his head towards the back of his home. Elly smiled sweetly and wrapped her arms around his neck. Hizashi stood, scooping her up so their naked top halves mashed pleasantly together, and headed down the hall to his bedroom.

The room was dark but still filled with the sound of music, since he had multiple speakers set up. He reached out and flicked a light switch and there a warm, golden glow added to the already romantic ambience. She looked up and saw he had a gigantic gold-flecked lava lamp in one corner of the room as well as overhead lights from a ceiling fan.

"Wow!" He set her down on the bed and she gasped again. "Is this a waterbed?! Your room is so - so..." He held his breath until she burst out, "Cool!"

"Hwha?" He stopped in the act of taking his chains off.

"It's just like you," she squealed enthusiastically, throwing her arms around his middle this time as she was seated and him standing. He got the biggest hug he had in a long time as her striped tail lashed behind her, thumping on the comforter. "Musical and warm and inviting and - and gorgeous."

"Baby, darlin'," he wheezed tearfully, "you keep sayin' I'm gorgeous I'm - I'm gonna freakin' cry here, yo." He choked a little, sitting on the bed beside her and hugging her back. "You - you're amazing. Let me love you, okay? I need to..." He broke off, burying his face in her hair and running his hands down her bare back.

"Hizashi."

"Let me make you hot," he moaned, kissing her left breast and working his way towards the center.

"Hizashi!"

He smiled around a mouthful of crinkled skin, sucking tenderly and alternating sides until she started to toss her head on the pillow. Her hands firmly grabbed his rear and squeezed with the rhythm of his teasing.

"Pants off?"

"Yes!" She squirmed under his warm body as he lay there, unmoving. "Please, Zashi. I want so much more of you."

"I know, babe, and I want you. But, err, shouldn't we talk about something first?"

"All working female heroes are on bc, so am I. Tests beginning of each month. And I haven't been with anyone in a couple years."

He sighed with relief. "We're both safe, then. 'Cause uh... I don't have any condoms." He coughed. "I haven't been with anyone for a long time."

"Now that's settled, let me take my pants off!"

He burst out laughing. "Nuh uh, that's my job!" His hands unsnapped the button on her jeans before she could move, then slowly drew the zipper down. "Let's see how hot you really are," he hummed, hooking two fingers in both her jeans and panties so as to save time. She wriggled free as he tugged and was soon completely nude before him. He slid a finger along her open body and squinted down at her pleased moan with a dangerously sexy smile on his face. "Nice."

She pursed her lips and patted the puff of hair in the middle of his chest, fingers trailing down along the line that grew downwards. "And you?"

He hopped forward. "I already unzipped," he confessed, biting at his lower lip. "I really want you to take me out."

"Aww, cute." She curled her fingers around the bulge in his boxer briefs as he pushed his khakis down, inciting a loud moan from the voice hero that rattled the windows. "Uh oh."

"Is safe," he gasped quickly. "Soundproof... haa - aaah!"

"Even cuter. And you have freckles here, awww."

"Babe!"

"Okay, okay."

"Uh. So, wait. You need more, Ches? Baby? Or are y'good to go?"

"Good," she purred. "Very good - I'm ready for you, Zashi."

He gulped and nodded, reaching up to tuck a wayward blond strand behind one ear. His hair bun was about ready to unravel, but he didn't want to waste time searching for a band to pull it back more securely. Besides, so much the better if it burst free during sex, spilling down his shoulders and back in a cascade of gold. Hizashi worked hard to keep his hair soft, long and shiny, and thought it one of his best attributes.

He caught his breath convulsively, then, as the pressure in his groin doubled at her touch. She stroked delicately, knowing to rub underneath the head where he was the most sensitive.

"No more," he finally begged. "Please. Or I'm not gonna last!"

She raised her legs and squeezed him around the middle with her thighs. "All right," she said quietly, her ears laid back and a sensuous smile on her lips. "Make love to me."

There was no answer he could have come back with but to comply. Holding himself in one shaky hand, he aimed and slowly slipped inside her warmth.

"Oh, Ches."

"Love you." Her eyes were dreamy as they began to move.

"Yes. Yes. I love you, baby." He buried his head in the hollow of her neck, his lower body rising and falling. "Ah, god - sh - shit, you're so hot. You're melting me."

Elly breathed gentle laughter through the steady, rising excitement he was building in her loins. "I doubt the melting part, but - you're definitely going to make me come. I want it so bad."

"Really?" His eyes lit up.

"Yes, Zashi, yes... faster, please!"

"I can do that." He heaved a great sigh and lifted himself up on his arms above her, then back farther. "Hold on."

She should have been warned by his tone but she wasn't sure what to expect. He used his seemingly boundless energy and ardent desire to love her like a man possessed. The mattress wiggled back and forth under their frantic efforts, sloshing about. There was no creaking of a box spring mattress but the restless banging of the headboard against the wall was the same. The noise grew but neither cared; their pleasure was too great to think of anything but.

Hizashi's hair finally broke free of the messy man bun, tumbling down and glinting in the already golden light of the room like real, spun gold. She reached out for it but fell backwards as her pleasure suddenly broke, cascading through her in a jolt of electricity and trailing into smaller, lighter sparks as she wound down. She didn't know it but she wept as she came, and her honesty in her orgasm caused Hizashi to come as well. He whined loudly, then cried out - thankfully not with all his strength but unfortunately enough. The windows were proofed but the mirror in the bathroom wasn't. It shattered, along with the sake cups and carafe on the coffee table in the living room.

The blond man flopped tiredly down beside her on the bed directly on his face. "Ughhh... I can't have nice things."

"Well, you can maybe have one."

His picked his head up, his spiralled pupils alight. "Oh, yeah!" Throwing one arm around her, he kissed her noisily on the cheek until she giggled, squirming as he tickled her with his mustache points. "You're all I need anyway."

"That's good."

"And you can stay and be all snuggly warm all night."

"That sounds absolutely perfect," she agreed, yawning.