[Semi-Open]

[sendthefallen]

Characters: Yuna, Rikku, Vergil, Dante, Auron, Vanille, Winry, Train, Kurt, others?
Location: Yuna and Vergil's Apartment, 1A - Fatality Condominiums
Rating: PG-13 for now.
Time: November 9th, Evening to Late Night
Description: It's Rikku's birthday! Time for celebration! But...who spiked the punch? (We'll give you one guess.)

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[Morning After, Nov 10th. Vergil's Room.]

[blue_darkslayer]

When Vergil roused the next morning, he did so slowly and awoke with his thoughts fuzzy and muddled. As well, he felt slightly disorientated. It took him a minute to decide that it was because his memories of the night before were a little blurry. At least half of the night was clear in his mind before being reduced to disjointed flashes here and there. Ah, right. The punch.

He was so going to kill Dante. When he was fully functional, anyway.

Before he could groan out a protest of annoyance, though, he paused. He hadn't even registered it at first - after all, this was growing to become a rather common occurrence - but he wasn't alone in his bed. The warmth, that shape, the familiar scent... for the first time since they'd moved in together, Yuna was sleeping beside him. Only this time around his arm was curled around her and her back was to him, while he had been sleeping on his side.

It took him a couple of seconds longer to deduce how he had managed to wake up to spooning Yuna.

"Mrrh," he murmured quietly to himself. Shit. Did

Who needs memes? This shit is canon now.

[sendthefallen]

Yuna was quite sure that last night had been a very nice dream, one that she wasn't particularly keen on waking up from. She was quite content with the idea of remaining asleep for as long as possible, given the faint and distant ache in her head, and she only barely heard the soft mumbling near her ear

[blue_darkslayer]

At the faint shift of weight from beneath his arm, Vergil opened one eye cautiously and began thinking as quickly as his half-somnolent state would allow. How was he even supposed to approach this? For that matter, how well was she likely to even remember the night before? Or process it, even if she did. He'd never exactly known Yuna for her boldness, or her ability to... well, not worry. Though the fact that this wasn't the first time they'd woken up together was some consolation.

Talking this out rationally like he'd originally intended seemed like the prudent choice, but... perhaps a little redundant considering what they'd gotten caught up with the night before. He suddenly had the feeling that maybe spontaneously making out wasn't really all that conducive to approaching the whole situation maturely. It made something previously daunting enough all the more complicated. How is she going to take this?It was a good thing that Vergil was decisive by nature. It only took a second longer to finish deliberating

[sendthefallen]

Her mind was racing as it slowly came back to her. Everything felt a little fuzzy, and as her thoughts drifted back to the previous evening, several things became quite clear to her amidst the muddled memories. Yuna knew that she had to have been drunk, based on what she'd heard it was like and how she wasn't feeling quite normal now. She also could guess who was responsible, as a certain line from a certain brother's mouth had been quiet incriminating.

Not that she was angry about it, but she should have known better, or at least realized what was happening sooner. Then again, it had resulted in...well...something quite close to what she'd only ever pondered about. She never imagined that Vergil might actually kiss her.

And from the fact that her dress was missing, leaving her in nothing but her underwear, that might not have been all they'd done. Realizing that, she quickly became even more nervous. Yuna had no idea how he was going to react to this once he was awake, and she wasn't even quite sure how she felt about it

[blue_darkslayer]

Feeling the tension from Yuna's body ease beneath his arm came as a relief to Vergil. Well, that's a start. The sigh was encouraging, though. Now that he wasn't partially disconnected by the influence of alcohol it felt somewhat strange and foreign to engage in affection, but it seemed like the best way to go. He couldn't deny a sense of, well, afterglow either which made the matter significantly easier. For weeks he'd denied that there was anything more than friendship between them, and even since deciding otherwise he'd stalled due to circumstance.

With that in mind, he trailed two fingertips at the end of his draped arm against the smooth skin of Yuna's stomach in a seemingly idle caress. That was a new one, too. He sincerely doubted that they did anything more serious than kiss the night before, though. He was sure that he would remember if they did, and he was still wearing pants besides. Good thing, otherwise the situation truly would be awkward. It seemed at least partially diffused for the time being, but that was no reason

[sendthefallen]

Yuna took a moment to consider how she felt physically before moving on to any other worries. Other than the slight headache, and perhaps a bit of dizziness, she didn't feel any different, so that mostly dispelled any concern she had for, well, the slightly foggy bits of her memory after leaving the kitchen

[blue_darkslayer]

"Mmn, well enough," Vergil answered amiably, feeling the hint of a half-smiling pulling at his mouth. He could feel her begin to shift from under his arm and so he eased back just a little to allow her movement before shifting in again. In doing so he propped his head up on one arm, and dragged his other hand through his hair which had been obscuring his face.

Thus he was perched just slightly above her, and he gazed down with a slightly amused, perhaps even smug expression. But there was unmistakable affection, there. Not to mention satisfaction. Each of her sudden exhalations or intakes of breath in response to his touch piqued his interest. Strange to think he'd been sensitive and mindful of her touch often enough and only now was fascinated with ways in which he could evoke a reaction from her

[sendthefallen]

As she settled into the mattress on her opposite side, Yuna felt Vergil shift in closer to her again, their legs mingling together. His hand moved to rest against her partially exposed hip, and she pressed her lips together as she looked up at him through fluttering eyelashes. The way that he was looking down at her made her nervous; she had grown pretty adept at reading his expressions and getting a handle on his mood, but this was an entirely situation that she had little to no experience dealing with

[blue_darkslayer]

Vergil made a pleased sound under his breath when Yuna finally began to respond to him. Finally. He felt something between a smile and smirk tug at the corner of his mouth even as he tilted his head and kissed her more firmly now that he was more certain of her reciprocated feelings. Or attraction, at the very least. Perhaps it was true that they would need to speak in full about their... situation, but for the time being he wasn't overly concerned

[sendthefallen]

There was the slightest sense of urgency and need as their lips pressed together with more purpose, her own head tilting from beneath to match his. Her fingertips trailed along his skin before her hands closed, lightly dragging nails along his chest in a silent attempt to get closer, even if it wasn't possible

[blue_darkslayer]

If Vergil wasn't amused enough by the flush to Yuna's cheeks or the hitch to her every breath, the faint gasp and her evident distraction most certainly did the trick. He chuckled quietly after deeply inhaling, even as angled his face down and dusted a second kiss even lower, grazing against her collar-bone. Where else is she sensitive? He had half a mind to find out for certain, despite the fact he was in completely uncharted territory. It was only in his nature to fully assess and probe for weaknesses, after all

[sendthefallen]

Yuna wanted to protest, tell him not to laugh and that she wasn't being funny, but it died on her lips before the idea even fully formed in her mind, because his lips pressed against her again, this time along the the curved bone below her neck. The skin there seemed to tingle softly, as if she were laying out in the sun

[blue_darkslayer]

"Oh?" Vergil asked, his tone just a little amused with feigned incredulity. Yuna, angry? He couldn't recall a time when he'd seen it. He was, though, trying to think back to a month prior, and if anything particularly significant had occurred. It would've been easier if it weren't for the fact that something was always happening in Death City, and he had more of a tendency to savour those days when there wasn't some kind of crisis or grand event occurring to swallow up all of his time

[sendthefallen]

"Well, maybe not angry exactly." Speaking was coming a bit easier now that he wasn't doing everything in his power to distract her. Yuna was at least somewhat used to the touch of his hands along her arms and even shoulders. It was when he pressed his lips against her skin or his hands traveled a bit lower that her mind wandered. "Rikku has been...pestering me about you a lot. She wanted me to talk to you about, well, this a long time ago, but I didn't think the timing was right

[blue_darkslayer]

"Oh?" Vergil asked quietly, though in truth he wasn't surprised even remotely. Of course Rikku had been interfering. Something would be terribly wrong with his life if someone wasn't meddling in his affairs one way or another. But Yuna was right - if that particular discussion had come much sooner, the matter would have been much more complicated, and possibly bearing repercussions