Wizzy: I almost ended up turning this into a Lemon. Hmm... Maybe I should make one as a sequel to this... What do you think?
Shinpachi: Yes, yes you should.
Wizzy: I was asking the readers, not you...

As I set about doing my chores, I hadn't expected to be visited by a certain someone. Before I could get anything done, a pair of strong arms wrapped themselves around my waist. Seconds after, I was pulled tight against my visitor's chest.

I didn't even need to look to know who it was. With a small smile, I ignored him and tried to carry on with my task. That only prompted him to nuzzle the back of my neck. It tickled and I found myself letting out an involuntary giggle, but still I kept working.

Frustrated about being ignored, Shinpachi pressed his lips against the side of my neck. He was making his thoughts very clear. Shinpachi Nagakura will not be ignored.

"Shin, I have work to do..." I protested weakly. But those were little more than empty words when I tilted my head to the side, giving him better access and encouraging him to keep going.

"It can wait..." he whispered against my skin. "I know you like this as much as I do."

He wasn't wrong. After all, the only reason this ever happened at all was because I enjoyed it. "I still have work I need to do..."

"You're really gonna say no?" He let his teeth graze my skin, sending a pleasant shiver through me. Shinpachi always knew how to win me over. "I know you're enjoying this..."

One of his hands rubbed my side, while the other was still wrapped around me. "I hate when you're right." Without warning, I broke away from him only to turn to face him with my arms crossed. "Why don't you ever come to see me when you're not drunk?"

He looked away from me and scratched at the back of his head. No doubt trying to come up with some excuse. "I just can't face you when I'm not..." That intrigued me. We used to do this all the time without him being drunk, but that was years ago. "I feel bad about this... Like I'm just using you, you know?"

I couldn't help but laugh a little. "Shin, if I didn't want to do this, I wouldn't. You know that," I told him. This had been going on for years now and no one knew us better than each other. Every little thing that he liked, I knew. Everything I liked, he knew. That's just how we were. "I don't mind fooling around with you even though we're not together. In fact, I look forward to it." As I confessed that feeling, I buried my face in his chest. "I just wish you wouldn't be drunk every time."

"Really?" Shinpachi laughed. "You're okay with me touching you in any way I please but you're not okay with me being drunk when I come to see you? Sounds a little messed up."

He was right of course, but that's how I felt. So what if it were weird? "Shin, shut up," I said playfully, pulling him down to my level. Instantly picking up on my intentions he pulled me into his arms and closed the distance between our lips.

No matter how many times this would happen, no matter how much I tried to resist, I knew that I'd always give in. And he would be the same way too. So what if we weren't married and had no intentions of ever doing so? We simply didn't care. Besides, we'd known from the very beginning that there would be no stopping this once we'd started. Not that we would want to anyway.