I’m only half complaining about the spoiling, s’why.

[As if to prove his point, he leaned in even closer to accept her kisses, smiling slightly against her lips.

Their sleeping arrangements weren’t new, exactly, but it was a return to something he hadn’t had in such a long time. In some ways it felt like returning home but in others it still felt strange and alien. The last woman he had shared a bed with had been his wife, and before that, it had been both Setsura and Akemi. Sometimes it felt like both of their ghosts were reaching for him, but in the face of Setsura’s happiness, it seemed inconsequential at the moment.]

I’ll have to start charging you then.

[He started to straighten, pressing a kiss into the tangle of her hair and feathers, before turning to head out the door.]

C’mon, those fireworks aren’t going to buy themselves.