Pine Garden

[Elf]

Emiya

"Where do you want to go then?  I don't want to go too far though, she might get upset if she wakes up and I'm not here," Emiya said.

He reached out and touched Sakura's hand.  "Hey, she's safe now."

[SINIB]

Emiya

"Where do you want to go then?  I don't want to go too far though, she might get upset if she wakes up and I'm not here," Emiya said.

He reached out and touched Sakura's hand.  "Hey, she's safe now."

Sakura

"You're never really safe, Archer. You should know that."

She turned around to face him. "I didn't have anywhere planned, I was thinking of just leaving this room. Do you have any ideas? As long as I don't have to deal with them, I'll be fine."

[Elf]

Emiya

Well, it's Sakura, she'd probably be most comfortable in the kitchen.  If it was Rin, I'd take her into my shop, Emiya thought.

He looked at her and said, "Come on, let's go to the kitchen."  He then proceeded to show her had to get there.

[SINIB]

Emiya

Well, it's Sakura, she'd probably be most comfortable in the kitchen.  If it was Rin, I'd take her into my shop, Emiya thought.

He looked at her and said, "Come on, let's go to the kitchen."  He then proceeded to show her had to get there.

Sakura

"Haha, let's go then." She took his hand and let him lead her out. It was cold and made him feel cold as well. "I'm afraid I can't eat or cook anymore, though."

[Elf]

Emiya

"That's fine," Emiya said, "It would just be odd to not have you in the kitchen."

He blinked, being cold was an odd feeling, not completely uncomfortable though.

"Yet you can touch me," he said tilting his head.

[SINIB]

Sakura

"You can touch a pot or a pan, too."

She reached out and touched his face. "This is just a puppet, nothing more."

[Elf]

Emiya

"So can you feel, or is this just for my benefit then?" he asked in a soft voice.

He found himself rubbing his face against her hand so slightly.  How long, how long has it been since I let anyone touch me like this? Emiya thought absently.

He had a lover when he had been alive, but she left him.  Then there was the turmoil of feelings he felt around Saber, even when her Altered Self would stalk him around Chaelda wanting food.  He remembered Sakura, being in the kitchen around her, seeing her beautiful face ever morning.

It was one of those What Ifs that occasionally plagued him.

[SINIB]

Sakura

Sakura stared at him with a start. She could feel Rin's jealous emenating from inside Tsumiko. She took a deep breath, and then smiled at Archer.

"I can feel enough."

She reached up and carressed his cheek. She wondered if this was unfair or wrong. Was it right for her to do this? Was it a betrayal, or was her Shirou already gone? Was this fair to Rin?

She gulped.

Nee-san...

What?

You know what!

You can't control that idiots feelings. He obviously has feelings for you, not me.

Sakura could feel Rins sadness, her loss, her rejection. That's not...

Rin interrupted her. Don't stop yourself on my behalf. I'll get him myself, and I don't need your pity.

Then, Sakura felt the link cut off as Rin shut herself away.

She sighed, and rested her forehead against Archer's. "I haven't touched anybody in almost a decade. This feels so nostalgic."

[Elf]

Emiya

"I haven't been touched like this for probably a thousand years, not since I was alive," Emiya said as he moved his face towards her hand.

She was cool; that should have bothered him.  It should should have been a warning.  Something to tell him to stay away, keep up his guard and not let her caress him like this.

She loved the boy, I'm just a broken blade now, he thought. 

"I'm not him.  I haven't been him for a long time and I can't be him again," he whispered as he closed his eyes and brushed his lips against the palm of her hand.

[SINIB]

Sakura

"And I'm not that foolish, stupid little girl that I was either. What's your point?"

She leaned in, and brushed her cool lips against his. "I wouldn't be okay with you trying to replace him."

Should I just move on?

It was a secret thought that she'd been having for years, surfacing once again.

[Elf]

Emiya

"Good," Emiya said as he cupped her round, soft face before bending forward.

His eyes closed as he gently caressed her cool lips with his hot ones.  One hand went to her hip while the other gently stroked the back of her head.

[SINIB]

Sakura

Sakura leaned into him, pressing her chest against his. Her hard nipples rubbed against his muscles. Her hip was soft and comforting, well rounded and meaty without much muscle backing it up.

She looked into his eyes with shimmering purple. This feeling of nostalgia was overwhelming her. It was too much. It made her heart ache as she thought of what could have happened if she hadn't been controlled. If she hadn't gone crazy.

A hand reached down to the base of Archer's back, trailing down to his butt.

[Elf]

Emiya

His steel grey eyes met hers as he tilted his head as she grabbed his ass.

He leaned closer, moving so he could press the rapidly hardening ridge in his pants against her soft thigh.  Emiya moved his hips slowly, teasing both of them, as sparks shot through him at the sensation.  Then he reached up and started to slowly rub circles around her nipples with his work hardened fingers.

Emiya pressed luscious body against the counter before kissing her again, this time his tongue sweeping hungrily through her mouth.

[SINIB]

Sakura

Sakura's mouth yielded, allowing Archer entry. She allowed his tongue unrestricted access to explore, moaning softly from the teasing. She reached down with both hands, squeezing his large, firm ass. She massaged it slowly, beginning to tease his tongue with little playful licks on its bottom.

[Elf]

Emiya

Emiya shuddered as Sakura's tongue began to dance in time with his.

Her slim fingers were on his ass, kneading and squeezing.  Not breaking the kiss, he kept one hand on the back of her head and the other under the ample curve of hear rear and easily lifted her up.  He sat her on the counter, pulling away from the kiss long enough to pull his own shirt up and over his head.

Then he cupped her face, his thumbs rubbing tenderly against the soft "skin" of her cheeks before smiling at her.