°•Various One-Shots/Short Stories•°

Warmth and Beauty

The early morning chill encouraged Kalani to wrap herself in a light sweater. It was snowing. It was Kalani's favorite time of the year, and though she'd wish this unpleasant chill would disappear, this didn't wither the excitement she felt from watching the fluff hit the ground. The small machine whistles, signaling that the brew is ready.
Kalani feels renewed, almost like a child. Snow days did this to her, gave her a sudden spark of energy. She takes a whiff of her coffee, a relaxed sigh passing her lips.

Perfect.
Kalani's subconscious agreed as she drew the blend towards her lips.
She didn't hear him, though she's not exactly sure how.
Her companion's hands were against her hips. A sharp cry had been her only response, at first. "Cayde!" Her brows crinkle. "You made me spill my coffee." The Hunter chuckled behind her, and his apology follows shortly after.

"Mornin' sunshine." He was as buoyant as ever, not that she'd mind.

Kalani had been busy with her attempt to wipe the stain from her blouse, somewhat flustered by the situation.

"Great," She exasperated. "now I need to change."

Silence, before the man behind her, spoke. "If it makes ya feel any better, I'll do the laundry."

She couldn't help but laugh at his attempt to diffuse the tension shrouding her. "The last time you did laundry, we needed a new washing machine."

"Point taken."

Kalani set the small towel aside, followed by her mug before taking a leg in the opposite direction, and Cayde ensues. "It's snowing." He started.

"I know."

"Wanna go outside?"

"Maybe later." She grinned, sifting through her basket for a clean and comfortable shirt.

When she'd settle on the one that suited her preference, she proceeded to remove the article of clothing that concealed her torso.

At that moment, it was like a switch flipped in Cayde. Admittedly, this was nothing new. He felt this way every time he'd catch a sliver of her honey-colored skin.

Kalani had been diligent with the task at hand, far too involved to notice her lover's approach.

His titanium plates pressed against the nape of her neck, and her entire body seizes at the chill.

She felt conflicted. On the one hand, she had a hot cup of coffee waiting for her to partake from its' bittersweet nectar. On the other, she enjoyed the way Cayde's lips felt upon her flesh.

A mere few seconds in, and she was already melting into his embrace. His name slips past her lips in the sweetest moan.

Fortunately for Cayde, Kalani's torso was practically bare. He only needed to-- Ah. There it goes.

She had been far from hesitant in helping her partner brush the straps from her shoulders, allowing the fabric to fall.
Her breasts were heavy, large.

Even with the size of his hands, he had never been able to conceal them entirely.
He knew Kalani's breasts had been one of her many insecurities.
To him, they were a blessing. To her, they were a curse, a nuisance.

She received unwanted attention and compliments. It didn't help that her hips and thighs had developed just as well. Although, that hadn't been her only dilemma, nor did it make her feel attractive.

Her stomach had been far from flat, and she criticized herself for it nearly every day.

In his eyes, she was beautiful. She always had been.