Author's Note: A particular part of this chapter contains a scene that is sexual in nature. If you are uncomfortable with such descriptions, then avoid the part that contains such action. Thanks for reading.

Zero Two awoke as the morning rays of sun slowly tickled her awake, their gentle touch rousing her senses and stimulating her mind into action. Gradually she became aware of Darling's arms wrapped protectively around her from when they had been cuddling the night before.

She smiled and breathed a contented sigh. She finally had Darling back, and now that he had all of his memories, she felt as though a great burden had finally been lifted. The shadow of what Papa had done to her and Darling was finally lifted, and for the first time in a long time, she felt truly free. The possibilities were endless now.

"Hmmm," She hummed, feeling as though all the happiness in the world was trying to come bursting out of her all at once.

Gently she rolled over and stared at Darling, who was still fast asleep, his chest rising and falling as he slept. She stared at him, her face melting into the biggest happiest smile. He was so perfect. Darling was the best person in the world, and nobody even came close.

Longingly she stared down at Darling's bare chest, her eyes tracing the outlines of his muscles. She felt something primal stir deep within her as she stared at him. It started as a feeling that sparked between her legs and ran up her spin with increasing intensity. Her eyes shifted to the two sapphire horns that poked their way through Darling's hair, and even though she wasn't entirely on board with their existence, she couldn't help but find herself intrigued by them. As she continued to stare at them, her own horns began to throb with an indescribable longing. A desire to embrace her lover in an almost inhuman way.

All of a sudden, she felt an overwhelming sense of desire cascade through her causing every nerve in her body to tingling with ecstasy. As her mind swam with fantasies of Darling, she felt her breasts swelling, filling with passion, and the desire to be caressed by Darling's loving menstruations. She bit her lip, holding back a moan as she felt her nipples perking up, standing erect and clearly visible through her shirt.

She took a deep breath to try and calm herself, but right at that moment, she felt a tingling sensation building between her legs, and with a sudden spasm, it crested, and she felt something warm and wet leak from her and begin to soak into her underwear. The place between her legs throbbed, and she felt an insatiable desire to have something fill her and pump its love deep inside her. Not even knowing what she was doing, she reached between her legs and felt a wet slippery substance coat her fingers. Curiously still trying to stay as silent as possible, she ran her fingers through the lips of her genitals, exploring a place that she hadn't really bothered with more than she had to. She felt herself feeling the lips that were throbbing with an intensity so strong it was all she could do to keep from moaning. Her task became monumentally more difficult when she felt the bud nestled at the apex of her lips. Immediately an electrifying sensation shot through her, and she felt even more fluid leak from her. The hole in the center of her flower and the source of all the wetness ached and was begging to be touched. She tried to fight it, but she couldn't resist the urge to explore herself even more. For the first time in a long time, she plunged her fingers deep into herself, feeling the wetness and texture of the softly undulating cave nestled between her legs. She moaned as she felt her cave gently squeezing her fingers, seeking something that would complete her. She needed something. Something that would deposit itself inside her and nestle itself deep within her most special place.

She moaned, louder this time, and dug her fingers even deeper inside her depths. The squeezing of her walls became even more pronounced as her cave tried to milk what it needed from her fingers. She groaned and felt her finger become coated in the sticky egg white consistency substance that she so often found herself dealing with, but instead of being annoyed she began subconsciously willing her body to make more of it so that she could prepare the environment that she instinctually knew she was going to need.

As she continued to explore her most intimate place, her hot steamy breath filled with her longing and desire cascaded into Darling's face urging him to awaken and join her in her passion.

"Darling…." She groaned. "I need you…. I need you so bad."

Just then, she saw Darling beginning to stir and immediately panic shot through her. Darling was about to catch her with her hand between her legs moaning and groaning to the thought of him. Desperately she tried to pull her hand away but… but… S-She couldn't. She needed Darling. She needed Darling to find her like this. Find her and shower her with all of his love. She needed him to reach his hand between her legs and make her scream in pleasure. To feel his rough and caring fingers inside her, urging her to open even more of herself to him. Her walls tightened. No, she needed more than that. Instinctually her eyes drifted to the bulge between Darling's legs. What she needed was that. She needed that strong pulsating member that Darling had. She needed him to thrust it inside her and let it deposit that thick golden substance that erupted from its tip.

Darling's stirring became more pronounced, and desperately she fought the urge to keep pleasuring herself. With an enormous effort, she wrenched her sopping wet slimy fingers out of herself, the place between her legs throbbing as it cried out for attention and love. Hurriedly she wiped her fingers against her leg, feeling as she spread a warm trail of sticky fluid all over her thigh.

Luckily she was just in time because not even a moment later, she felt herself pulled hard against him as he pulled her into a morning hug.

"Morning Zero Two." He purred affectionately nuzzling against her neck. "Did my princess sleep well?"

She smiled, glad that she had avoided potential embarrassment. "Of course, Darling. In the arms of my prince, it couldn't get any better." Then the last of her tension, leaving her body, she melted into his arms. "How about you, Darling?" She hummed. "How's my perfect prince this morning?"

He smiled at her mischievously. "Addicted." He giggled. "Addicted to how beautiful you are. Not only that, but I'm positively drowning in your scent."

She blushed hard, feeling her cheeks burning like the sun. "Darling, you shouldn't say such embarrassing things to me. It makes me so self-conscious and uncomfortable."

He smiled. "You're such a dirty little liar." Gently he reached down and rolled one of her still erect nipples through her shirt. "You can't hide the truth from me."

She gave a yelp of surprise, feeling an electric shock dash through her body at the speed of light. Hurriedly she brought her hands up to cover her throbbing nipples trying to hide the evidence of her pleasure.

"Darling.." She chastised. "That's mean."

He chuckled and gave her a tender little kiss. "Okay, I'll stop.. Don't want my princess to be too mad at me."

She pouted and removed her hands, still uncomfortably aware that her nipples were still begging for Darling's ministrations.

"You're very cheerful this morning." She commented, trying to take her mind off her aching nipples.

He smiled at her. "Well, it is my first morning with all my memories back. Plus, waking up with you in my arms never hurts."

She smiled and cuddled up into his arms. Darling knew exactly how to make her heart just melt. "You don't play fair, Darling." She hummed, nuzzling his chest.

He hummed affectionately and buried his face in her hair. "You're too wild to be tamed by regular means. I got to have a few trump cards up my sleeve, just in case of emergencies."

She growled playfully. "Do you like me wild?"

He chuckled. "It has its benefits."

"Okay, then!" She cried. Flipping herself around, she rolled on top of him and pinned him to the bed, a playful grin spreading across her face. Seized by a wave of passion, she leaned forward and gently nibbled his ear, her hot steamy breath tickling the side of his face. In her passion, her loosely fitting nightshirt slid all the way up to her aching breasts, exposing her taut lightly muscled belly. "Darling, like?" She purred, nuzzling the side of his face.

He kissed her lightly on the lips. "Of course. But you'd better be careful. You remember what I said about anything special you do for me, right?"

"Hmmm…" She hummed, trying to contain herself. "Don't care." She moaned. "You'll be so spoiled by the time I'm done with you that you'll be incapable of doing anything."

Darling grinned, and she felt his fingertips lightly brushing the muscles of her belly gently caressing that soft sensitive skin. A spasm of pleasure ran through her, and she shuddered goosebumps erupting all over her skin.

He grinned up at her. "You're so addictive…" He moaned. "Every little movement you make, the way your eyes sparkle, I just can't get enough of you."

Gently his hands worked their way up and wrapped themselves around her rib cage, gently holding and supporting her. His fingers danced gently on her skin, stimulating her senses as he used even the most simple things to drive her over the edge.

She let out a moan. She needed more. She needed to be closer to Darling. This just wasn't enough anymore.

Just then, however, one of the birds that lived in Mistelteinn accidentally flew into their window with a very loud. "Bang!"

"What the..!" She shouted, surprised, looking around for the source of the noise.

Darling, too, had given a start and was also looking around.

By the time they had found the bird sitting dazed on top of the roof, their precious little moment was gone, and she realized that at least for the moment, they weren't going to recapture it.

"Poor little thing," Darling said, gazing out at the bird. "I hope it'll be okay."

She smiled. Darling as so sweet. He was so loving and caring that she just wanted to cuddle up in his love and….

"I'm sure it'll be fine." She said, shaking herself out of her daydream. "I bet that in a few minutes, it'll fly away."

Just as she said that the bird shook itself, and hopping into the air flew off.

"Well, I guess you were right," Darling said with a chuckle.

She smiled, and as she gazed at Darling, she felt a very strong desire to just be alone with him today. Her mind casually went over all the events in her life, the ups and downs. The pleasurable moments and the bad moments. Yes… After everything that had happened yesterday, she just wanted a day alone with him. Just to have a special day without any of the squad.

"Darling." She said, suddenly feeling a blush creep up her face. "Could we….. Um… Could we send the day together? Just you and me… After all of these long years, I…. I just want to spend a day alone with you."

He smiled and gently kissed her on the lips. She shuddered at how soft his lips were, and the feeling of all the love and affection he was pouring into her. "Of course." He said, tucking some of her loose hair behind her ears. "Anything you desire is my command."

She blushed. "Darling…" She said, embarrassed. "Don't say that. You're making me sound like some spoiled princess."

He smiled, his beautiful sapphire eyes sparkling with amusement. "But you are my princess." He teased.

Gently she nuzzled against his cheek. "We're partners Darling… You don't need to spoil me."

He chuckled softly, and bringing her hand up to his lips, kissed it. "I don't need to." He said, smiling. "But I'm going to do it anyway."

She smiled and leaned forward to kiss him again when Darling's communicator began ringing, and they both gave a jump of surprise.

"Jeez," Darling said, clutching his heart. "That scared the shit out of me."

Reaching down, he pulled the communicator out of his pocket and answered.

"Hey, what's up Ichigo."

"Hiro," She said, sounding surprised that he had actually picked up. "You actually answered this time."

"Obviously." Darling teased back.

The image of Ichigo shook her head. "Anyway. Hiro, the rest of the squad and I are going to go explore the Garden. Do you guys want to come or not?"

Darling's response was instant. "Nah, we're good. You guys go enjoy yourselves."

"That was predictable." A voice that sounded like Goro muttered.

Ichigo smiled, amused. "Okay, well, you two enjoy yourselves. Breakfast is still sitting on the table if you guys want some."

Darling gave a start and looked over at the clock. "Is it really that late already."

"Yes, it is," Ichigo replied dryly.

Darling shook his head. "Okay, well, see you guys when you get back."

"Yeah, I'm sure we will," Ichigo replied unconvinced. Then with a smile, she hung up.

Darling turned to her. "Well, I guess that means we officially have the house to ourselves."

She smiled, and reaching forward, entwined her hand with Darling's. "I couldn't ask for anything more."

Just then, her stomach growled, and she stared down at it, but only a few seconds later, Darling's stomach growled too, and they both stared at each other giggling.

"I guess we should get some breakfast," Darling suggested.

She smiled and followed Darling out into the hall and down the stairs towards the lobby. When they arrived, she saw the squad amassing near the elevators, clearly getting ready to leave.

"Oh look," Miku commented. "They actually managed to leave their room for once."

"Maybe they're going through a rough patch," Mitsuru commented, sounding amused.

"Don't say that," Kokoro replied quietly. "That would be terrible."

"No," Darling replied with a chuckle. "Food is the master of us all eventually."

"Should have known," Ichigo said with a smile. "It's usually the only thing that gets you guys out of your room."

Darling frowned. "That's not entirely true. We spend plenty of time with you guys."

Ichigo raised an eyebrow and then, shaking her head, shrugged.

"So what were you guys planning on doing all day," Goro asked.

"I actually haven't thought about it," Darling said, scratching the side of his head. He turned to her. "How about you? Do you have any ideas?"

"I don't know." She replied, thinking. "Hmmm. Oh… Actually, I have an idea."

"That was fast," Ikuno commented.

"Umm... Do we have any art supplies?" She asked.

For some reason, Darling suddenly stiffened, and she watched knowing grins flashed across Ichigo and Goro's faces.

"Yeah, we do," Goro said, sounding like he was fighting a laugh. "They're in a closet over there."

She turned and spotted a closet nestled under the landing of the final staircase.

"Okay, thanks." She said, walking over to it. Opening the door, she saw a lot of boxes. A few seconds later, Darling arrived, but when she looked up at him, he wasn't paying attention to her but instead seemed to be trying to find something before she did almost as if trying to cover something up.

She turned to look back at the squad who were beginning to walk into the elevators. "Thanks." She said, waving to Goro.

"No problem," Goro said, smirking while the squad giggled behind him. "Oh, and Zero Two, if you see a box labeled 'Hiro,' its all of his old drawings from when he was a child."

Her heart leaped into her mouth. All of Darling's drawings. She was going to get to see and experience all the beautiful things that Darling had created as a child. "Thanks, Goro!" She cried, diving into the closet. "You're the best!"

"Goro, you traitor!" Darling yelled, whipping around. "I thought we had a deal?!"

The last thing she heard from the squad was their roaring laughter before the elevator doors shut.

"Come on, where is it?" She said happily, digging through all the boxes.

"Zero Two." Darling groaned. "There's really nothing special in there why don't we do something else."

She smiled at him and stuck out her tongue. "No… I'm going to find them and stare at them all until I've memorized them."

"No…" Darling groaned. "Zero Two come on, you really don't need to see those."

"Yes, I do." She stated playfully. "All things made by Darling are special."

"Damn you, Goro." Darling hissed. Then after serval long moments of thinking, Darling placed a hand on her shoulder. "Zero Two…" He sighed. "Could we at least have breakfast first before you subject me to that?"

She sighed and gently set down the book she was holding. "Okay… But just so we're clear, I'm going to find those drawings."

Darling sighed. "Zero Two, why do you want to see my old drawings so bad? There just a dumb kid's imagination."

She smiled, "Because everything you create is special to me… And I was never around to watch you make it."

Darling shook his head and smiled. "Damn you…" He sighed with a small chuckle. "How could I refuse that."

She hummed happily and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "You can't, That's the point."

He sniffed in amusement. "You're too clever for your own good, you know that?"

She smiled. "Come on, Darling. Let's go have to breakfast."

"Found it!" Zero Two cried triumphantly, pulling out a box that was labeled with big black letters 'Hiro.'

He let out a groan of despair. He had really been hoping that box hadn't been in there and that Goro was just lying. But to his dismay, his princess had just pulled out that accursed box and was holding it like it was the most precious thing in the world.

She turned to him the biggest smile on her face, she was so happy.

He tried to return what happiness he could, but he simply couldn't muster anything more than a half-hearted shake of the head.

But even that didn't dampen her mood, she stood up and laughing ran up the stairs and disappeared out of sight.

He sighed, resigned to his fate. Bending over, he picked up the boxes full of art supplies and slowly began to ascend the stair. Hopefully, if he took long enough, she would have finished searching through the dumb pictures.

When he finally got there, however, he was confronted by something far worse. Zero Two had spread out all the artwork that she could in a big circle around her and was staring at it in awe, the biggest most adorable smile on her face. Slowly he made his way over to the bed and sat down, trying not to catch even the smallest glimpse of any of the pictures she had laid out.

"Darling." She hummed completely engrossed. "These are wonderful, I want to plaster it all over the walls so I can see it all the time."

"Kill me first." He groaned horrified, unconsciously his eyes drifted to a particularly bad mess of colors which might have been trying to encapsulate Zero Two as a young girl but... He groaned. What the heck were the big red things sticking out the top of her head. Were those supposed to be her horns? And why was she nothing but a rectangle with a circle for a head and sticks for arms and legs? He clutched the side of his head in genuine pain. He literally would rather be doing anything else in the entire world if it meant he didn't have to sit through this.

"Darling, is this supposed to be me?" She asked, holding up the very picture he had just been agonizing over.

He let out a moan of genuine pain and barely mustered enough will to look up. "Probably…." He groaned.

She stared at it, smiling, drinking in every detail of the picture.

Then he heard the last sound he ever wanted to hear.

"Hahahaha!" Laughter exploded out of her, and she collapsed onto her back, gasping for breath. She rolled back and forth, clutching the picture completely unable to control herself.

He let out a pained groan and collapsed his face in his hands. It was too much. He was on the verge of spontaneously combusting from pure embarrassment. What was she going to think of him after she was done laughing? How much of a dork was she going to think he was?

He sat there, muttering like a lunatic, his head in his hands. He didn't even notice Zero Two when she got up and sat down next to him.

"Darling." She purred in his ear. "Come on, don't be upset. I think it's sweet."

She gently nuzzled him, slowly, encouraging him to pay attention to her. He tried to remain upset and embarrassed, but with Zero Two, it simply didn't work. Her presence just simply had an effect on him that made it impossible to remain upset.

He sat up and smiled. "Why would my dumb drawing make you so happy?" He said with a small sigh.

She chuckled softly. "Because it shows that you were thinking of me." She said in the sweetest voice that melted his heart, into a fiery nest of love. "Even though they took your memories, they couldn't take what we meant to each other. Something inside, you knew that something was wrong. So it expressed itself through these pictures." She kissed his cheek. "That's why I love them."

He chuckled softly. "You really are perfect. You can find the light in anything, can't you."

She blushed, "Only when it comes to you, Darling."

He smiled and leaned against her shoulder, "Well, I don't know how you do it but, I guess If you can find enjoyment out of these, then, feel free."

She smiled. "How about we do something different."

He looked up at her. "Like what?"

"Well…" She said, looking over at the art supplies. "Let's draw together!"

He felt the color drain from his face. Looking at old drawings was one thing. At least with those, he could hide behind his lack of skill by saying that they were drawings made by a child. But being asked to draw now! What could he do to hide his lack of skill?

"Come on, Darling!" She said cheerfully. "It'll be fun!"

He groaned but allowed himself to be coaxed to the floor, and then making Zero Two do every step of the process allowed her to place a pencil in his hand and a piece of paper below him.

Pretending to draw he watched Zero Two get out some supplies for herself, and begin to draw, her pencil elegantly dancing across the page, as she created the masterpiece that she had envisioned in her mind.

He watched in awe as she drew an image of two people kissing, but what made it really cool is that it was in the same style as The Beast and the Prince, which made it wonderfully expressive and unique. At first, he thought she was drawing the princess and the prince from the book, but when she added pink to the princess' hair, he realized that she was drawing them.

Just then, she looked up. "Whatcha drawing?" She asked, peeking over his shoulder.

He shrugged and showed her. All he had drawn was a bumpy circle, he had been so engrossed in her drawing that he had barely touched his own.

She frowned in slight displeasure. "Come on, Darling, I wanna see you draw."

Then turning so he couldn't see her picture, she kept drawing. He let out a deflated sigh and like a snail, returned to his own drawing.

A while later, he looked at his completed piece and was forced to restrain a groan. It was atrocious. He had tried to draw the prince and the princess holding hands, but... If he hadn't known what he was trying to draw... He shook his head. Better to destroy this before Zero Two could see it.

"Darling!" He heard suddenly.

He stiffened. "Yes..."

He felt her gently walking her fingers up his back, and he knew that with a few seconds, his picture would be in view. Hurriedly he turned around to greet her hiding his picture behind his back.

"Hey, Zero Two." He said, giving her a nervous grin. "What are you up to?"

She smiled playfully. "I wanna see Darling's drawing."

He gulped nervously. "First, you got to let me see your thou." He said, thinking fast. Maybe if he could distract her enough with all the praise he was sure he was about to lather on her masterpiece, then maybe she'd forget about his drawing.

She pouted suspicious of his motives, but keeping her eyes on him, she retrieved her picture and showed it to him.

"Whoa!" He gasped, staring at her picture. "Zero Two... This… This is amazing."

"It's not that great." She said, blushing. "There's a ton of mistakes, and the whole thing is lopsided."

He scoffed. "I do hope you're joking. Because this is perfect as far as I can tell."

"Look at the detail." He whispered in awe.

He stared amazed at the pattern of the drawing on Zero Two's dress. It was so intricate and detailed. His eyes drifted over to the prince. Damn. If only he could look that good. If this was Zero Two's subtle way of communicating what her ideal man would look like, then he was screwed.

"Zero Two!" He said, turning to her. "You're an amazing artist."

She blushed, and she refused to look at him, trying to find something to divert the attention away from her.

"Your turn." She said suddenly. "I want to see your picture."

Ice flooded his stomach, and he unconsciously glanced over at his overturned picture. Zero Two noticed this and dived for it with a cry of glee.

"Zero Two, no!" He cried diving after it too.

She, unfortunately, was far too quick and snatched up the drawing, long before he ever had a chance of grabbing it. Giggling, she danced away from him and out of his reach.

He watched with baited breath as Zero Two slowly gazed at the drawing, her eyes drinking in every detail.

He felt his stomach twist into a tight knot as he stared, looking for the first sign of her reaction.

"Pf.."

His ears perked up, and he stared suspiciously at Zero Two, noting her tightly sealed lips almost like she was containing something.

"Pfff… Ha, hahaahahahahaha."

Her laughter came erupting out of her in waves bubbling and sparkling, but at that moment, it was the last sound he wanted to hear. He let out a loud groaned and buried his face in his hands. This was precisely what he had been trying to avoid.

"I love this picture!" She said suddenly.

"Waa.." He replied, baffled. "What in the world would possess you to think such a thing?"

She hummed happily and hugged the picture to her. "Because you made this picture for me. It was never about the artwork, its the fact that you put effort into creating this for me."

He blushed and hide his face. "I-It's not that special…." Then a thought occurred to him, and he glanced up at her suspiciously. "Wait a minute… If it was so special, then why did you laugh?"

She blushed and said in a mumble. "Well… Don't take this the wrong way, Darling. I really love this picture… It's just that…. Well... Well, it is a little funny looking."

He chuckled. "Well, at least you're not that blind." He glanced up at her. "That's why I'm going to leave the drawing to you."

Slowly she put the picture down and then stared at him, her eyes alight. He recoiled in shock.

"Oh no, you're not." She growled, playfully crawling towards him.

"Darling is going to be drawing all day long, and I'm going to keep every single drawing you make."

His eyes widened in horror. One drawing was enough. "No way." He replied, retreating back. "Not in a million years would that ever happen."

"Oh, yes, it will." She said, grinning evilly.

Then all of a sudden, she launched forward and tackled him. He barely had time to catch his breath before her fingers attacked his body, tickling him and driving him over the edge. He burst into a fit of giggles, unable to control himself as her fingers danced over him, and he rolled around on the floor, helpless.

"Z-Zero Two stop." He wheezed, giggling.

"You have to promise me." She teased, continuing her assault.

"Okay… Okay…" He gasped. "F-Fine, I'll d-do it."

She sat back on her heels, looking satisfied.

Still, out of breath, he sat up. "Okay… But If I'm drawing, you have to draw too."

She smiled wickedly, and he knew instantly that he wasn't going to like the suggestion that was about to come out of her mouth. "How about this. For every drawing that you make, I'll do one."

Mentally he groaned. He'd been hoping he could just scoot by the rest of the day by going at a snail's pace and only doing a few. Zero Two, however, just dashed those hopes and had him cornered.

He sighed and shook his head. "Fine, you win…"

She smiled. "Okay, let's get started!"

Without another moment's hesitation, she began pulling out more art supplies and resigning himself, he went back to work, attempting that get colored lines into something that resembled a picture.

He sat back against the bed and gazed at their artwork spread out all over the floor. They' ed been at it for most of the day, only occasionally stopping to eat or stretch. As a result, Zero Two already had a stack of beautiful masterworks that she had been working on. Surprisingly he too had is own pile of artwork although the quality has complete incomparable. The only reason he actually had more than like two was because he had found a stash of finger paints in the art box. He liked using those far better because all he had to do was make colorful shapes, and by the time he was done, he had something that had a chance of being slightly interesting. Zero Two hadn't entirely approved of his new interest and thought he was just lazy. But since he was creating something that didn't make him cringe and want to hide in the closet, he decided to overlook Zero Two's slight disapproval.

"Okay, Darling." She said, turning to him. "Time to show me your artwork."

He gathered up what he had and turned to her. "Alright, I have mine. You got yours?"

"Yep." She smiled, holding a need stack of drawings.

He smiled, and they spread their art out on the floor, then trading places they gazed at the other's work.

"Wow!" He gasped. "Zero Two, this is absolutely breathtaking."

He gazed out at what looked like the beginnings of a book similar in style to The Beast and the Prince except that the main characters were him and Zero Two.

He looked up at Zero Two, who was not paying attention to him at all and was smiling at one of the drawings he had actually done.

"I love these." She said, not looking up.

He blushed and shook his head. "Oh, Zero Two... You have the strangest taste when it comes to artwork."

She stuck her tongue out at him. "Well, I think they have character." She said in a pretend, annoyed tone. "And I don't appreciate you criticizing my Darling's artwork."

He chuckled and shook his head. Turning his gaze back to the beginnings of her book, he said. "You'd better finish this. I'd really like to see how this story continues."

She smiled and gently piled his drawings into a neat stack and put them off to the side. "As long as you promise that to get rid of any of my drawings." She said, emphasizing all of his drawings she had just stacked.

Just then, sunlight in the room shifted, and Zero Two was hidden in shadow, and with a jolt, he realized that the sun was beginning to set beyond the horizon.

"Jeez." He said, looking out the window at the sunset. "Is it that late already."

"Well, I am going to go take a shower before it gets too late." Zero Two said, standing up, then blushing slightly, she added. "Do you maybe want to take one simultaneously so that we can be meet back up here around the same time?"

An idea struck him, and a spark of excitement dash through him.

"Zero Two." He said, blushing. "Do you… Do you instead maybe wanna take a shower together?"

Her face flushed crimson, and a happy smile began to spread across her face. "Darling, you're a pervert." She said in a voice that was almost a moan. Gently she ran her hands over her perfect breasts, emphasizing just how full and supple they were. He felt something sparking deep inside him as he saw her nipples erect and stabbing against her nightshirt begging to be released.

The member between his legs stood up, stabbing against his pants, begging to be united with what lay between her legs.

Zero Two moaned and reached down and gently began to remove the white bed pants that she wore, revealing her light pink underwear. Then she removed her nightgown pull it over her head, leaving her in nothing but a bra and underwear.

"Darling." She teased, playing with the straps of her underwear. "I thought you said that you wanted to take a shower with me."

He stood up and walking over to her pulled her into a hug and kissed her, then separating he gazed into her eyes, watching as they sparkled with love and affection. Gently she nuzzled him, the soft skin of her face, radiating an inner warmth that was so pure that he couldn't help but be caressed by its presence.

"You're so beautiful." He whispered, gently running a hand through her silky hair.

Her already flushed cheeks burned turned an even deeper shade of crimson. "I love you." She whispered.

He chuckled softly and backing up stripped to his underwear. "Hold on, save the confessions for later. You said that you wanted a shower first, right?"

She smiled, her gaze flicking between his lips and the bulging mound of fabric between his legs. "That was your idea… But I could be persuaded, to accept."

He grinned, "I think you've already made up your mind." He gave a meaningful glance at her underwear, where a wet spot from her excitement was already appearing.

She blushed and crossed her legs, "Darling, don't tease me."

He chuckled and gently grabbing her hand, lead her over to the door. He looked over his shoulder and grinned at her. Then turning away from the stairs, he began walking in the direction of the bathroom, he had discovered the other day.

"Darling?" Zero Two said, confused, giving his hand a little squeeze. "The showers are the other way."

He stopped in front of a door and smiled. "For the rest of the squad. Being on the third floor has its perks, however."

Turning the doorknob, the door swung open to reveal the bathroom that he had discovered.

"Wait a minute!" She gasped. "We have our own bathroom!"

He smiled. "Yep, I found it the other day, but forgot to mention it."

She looked at him, a big smile on her face. "And this is just a bathroom, right? It's not labeled boy or girl?"

He smiled. "I don't think so."

By now, Zero Two was practically jumping from excitement. "So that means we can use the same bathroom, without risking having to be caught by the rest of the squad?"

He nodded.

"Yes!" She cried bounding forward, her hair fluttering like wings as she excitedly examined the bathroom.

He chuckled softly and walked in after her closing the door behind him. When the door clicked shut Zero Two stopped, and he saw a shiver run through her. She straightened, and looking up, they stared at each other, both unconsciously aware that something special was getting ready to blossom between them.

Drawn together by an unexplainable force, he pulled her into a hug and kissed her. His hands danced across her back, feeling her soft silky skin and caressing every line and curve that presented itself to him. She moaned into him, and he felt her wrap her hands around his waist as she pulled him close. He let out a lust-filled moan as he felt the bulge in his underwear pressing against the hidden flower between her legs. In a fit of passion, his hands grabbed the clips of her bra and desperately fumbled with them, trying to get them undone.

She moaned, and her hands grabbed the straps of his underwear and yanked them down. His member sprung fourth, finally released of its confines. He moaned as his hot wet swollen tip prodded the bottom of her belly.

After what seems an eternity, her bra finally came undone and tumbled to the floor, exposing her gorgeous swollen breasts. But before he fell to temptation, however, he forced himself to back off.

"W-We should take a shower first." He panted.

Zero Two pouted slightly, looking mildly disappointed, but the fire quickly reignited in her eyes as she gazed at the shower.

"Darling." She purred to get his attention.

"Yeah." He said, smiling.

She hummed softly and began to trace her swollen breasts with her fingertips, emphasizing just how full and supple they were. Then with a grin, she followed the lines of her stomach, and his eyes followed hungrily drinking in every inch of her perfect skin. Then with a smile that suggested that she knew exactly what she was doing, she agonizingly began to remove her underwear, inching it down at a mind-numbingly slow pace. His mind was racing, and his heart felt like it was going to explode. The part for her that made his mind go numb with passion and lust was resting right between her legs, and Zero Two was going to show it to him in all of its naked beauty. And a second later.

She revealed her most intimate place, exposing the perfect lotus that lay between her legs, already dripping its sweet, succulent nectar. With a smile, she discarded her underwear. She stood there in all her naked glory, her horns glowing, pulsating with passion and love, her eyes sparkling so brilliantly that it eclipsed all the gems in the world. She spasmed with anticipation, the mere action emphasizing just how perfect she was.

Trying to control himself, he stepped out of his underwear, and fighting to not touch and rub every nook and crany of her body, he gently grabbed her hand and led her into the shower.

Kissing her, he reached with his free hand and turned on the water. The first blast hit them like a cascade of freezing ice, and they separated with a gasp of surprise.

"Oh!" Zero Two gasped.

Just then, the hot water finally ascended the pipes and washed over them in a wave of warm relief.

They both let out a contented sigh of pleasure, feeling that warm bliss cascade over them and stimulate their already sensitive bodies.

With a smile Zero Two gently reached up and ran her hands through his wet hair, feeling it slid through her fingers.

He smiled and closed his eyes in peaceful bliss as Zero Two's soft, delicate fingers gently massaged his scalp. Then on a spur of inspiration, he reached over to the soap dispenser and deposited some soap in his hands. Reaching up to her head, he gently began to wash her hair.

She hummed happily and began to do the same with his, gently separating some of the tangles in his wild black hair.

"You really should take better care of your hair." Zero Two hummed, removing another tangle.

He chuckled. "But then you wouldn't be having so much fun."

She shook her head with a sigh and chuckled softly.

All of a sudden, Zero Two leaned forward to untangle more of his wild hair, and her aroused nipples rubbed against his chest, making both of them shudder. Their eyes swung to meet each other, each of them staring with a reignited passion. They stared at each other, both fully aware that something was about to happen.

And then it broke. He shuddered and reached over to the soap dispenser getting as much of it as he could. Then reaching forward, he began to wash her. He started at her neck and shoulders, gently massaging them. Then grabbing more soap, he began to wash her arms and hands, paying extra special attention to each one of her fingers, feeling how soft and delicate they were.

When he was finished, he grabbed more soap and whispered in her ear, his voice thick with longing. "Turn around."

She smiled and face radiating love and gratitude, but without saying a word, she did what she was asked.

Slowly he began to rub her back, marveling at how smooth and slender she was, feeling her lightly muscled body beneath his fingertips. Her skin was just so soft and supple but at the same time, had such a unique firmness to it that defied comprehension. How could one girl be so perfect? How could she be so perfect that even something as simple as skin was so mesmerizingly unique?

Gently he let his hands follow her tantalizing figure feeling as her hips gently curved out, giving her the figure that made her so absolutely breathtaking. He felt his member jolt with excitement stimulated by the feelings of love and intimacy that made him so deeply connected to the woman he loved.

"Zero Two…" He groaned. "I love you. I love you so much."

"Darling." She moaned her voice so thick with emotion that is was barely audible.

He smiled and standing up, reached over to the soap dispenser, and lathered up his hands till they were nice and sudsy, then moving around to her front, he began to clean every inch of her skin. He worked his way down, cleaning every little nook and cranny as he worked his way down all the way to her toes. He, however, purposely missed two special spots, and Zero Two knew it, which made them even hungrier for his attention.

He gazed up the two spots he had missed clearly visible to him. The flower between her legs was in full bloom, and her petals were spread wide, begging for his attention. The elegant hole nestled at her center was gently undulating, and he knew that it was already dripping with nectar.

His mind was racing. More than anything, he wanted to nestle himself between her legs and gently harvest as much of her nectar as he could. He glanced up and saw how desperate her breasts were for attention. They were so gorgeous. Her breasts were so swollen with passion and love that his mind was roped into their desire. His eyes came to rest on her nipples, and he let out a groan of desire. Her nipples were so breathtakingly stimulating. Unable to resist the lure of her breasts, he got more soap from the dispenser and began to wash them, trying to providing the most gentle and stimulating massage he could for her.

"You spoil me too much, Darling.." She moaned.

He smiled and whispered in her ear. "I'm never going to stop."

A sneaky smile started to play at the corners of her mouth, and her once relaxed muscles became taught as he stated his intention.

"Oh, yes, you will." She growled, spinning around and pushing him against the wall. "Because it's your turn."

Before he could say or do anything, she reached her hand up to the soap dispenser and retrieved what she needed. Then smiling began to wash his chest, her soft, delicate fingers tracing over every muscle as she washed. He giggled slightly as she gently tickled his belly, her soapy fingers dancing over his skin like a thousand little raindrops. Her hands dashed down his legs, washing them at blinding speed, but somehow she deftly managed to still get everything. She made the return trip up his back giving his butt a firm squeeze as she passed.

He growled sightly. He was not about to be undone by her, he needed a different approach. Glancing at the shower curtain, a decision came to him. It was time for a different area.

Abruptly he dashed out of the shower soap sods, still covering his body from his failure to rinse properly. Zero Two was right behind him, only barely managing to shut the water off on her way out as she chased after him. Laughing, he caught her in the towel he had grabbed off the wall and began to dry her. She let out a small yelp from being unexpectedly grabbed by a towel, but by the time she figured out what was going on, he had already gotten most of the key areas.

"Your turn." She said, playfully snatching the towel away from him and launching her own towel attack.

She only managed to get a few of the larger areas before he dodged away from her, and out of the bathroom turning, he ran back to their room, giggling and laughing, leaving wet footprints across the floor as Zero Two chased after him. They were both so preoccupied with their childish game that they didn't even notice that their bodies were still aching for each other and that the evidence of their desire was still visibly present.

Running into their room, he slammed the door behind him and pulled her into a kiss, his erection pressing up against her belly and her nipples stabbing into his chest. The mouths locked their lips colliding and separating in an intense dance of passion. He was so overwhelmed with love and the desire to connect with her that everything else was completely forgotten. All that mattered was her. She was the only important thing in his life.

With a giggle, she spun away from him, her breasts jiggling in such a tantalizing way that it was hard to focus on anything else.

"Darling!" She giggled. "If you want another kiss, you're going to have to catch me!"

"Well, we can't have that." He said, smiling. Then with a sudden start, he dashed forward, trying to capture her with speed.

She giggled playfully, and dodged onto the bed and began jumping her hair flapping around her like wings.

"Come here." He growled, playfully chasing after her.

"Missed me!" She cried, jumping off the bed and onto the floor.

He leaped after her and landed right in front of where she was dodging towards. She recoiled and staggered back, her foot landing on a stray drawing they forgot to pick up, and with a yelp of surprise, she slipped and fell. But before she crashed to the floor, he dashed over to her and caught her.

"Got you." He said, sweetly gently lowering her to the floor.

She smiled. "You're quick."

He chuckled softly. "What can I say. I got to keep my princess safe, don't I?"

She grinned. "Oh, don't worry, your princess is perfectly capable of taking care of herself."

With that, she flipped him around and sat down on top of him, a smug smile on her face. He stared up at her, his eyes alight with fiery passion. In this position, he couldn't help but be acutely aware of how stimulating her body was. He had the perfect angle of her breasts, seeing how gorgeously supple and full they were, topped with the tantalizingly pink nipples that made up the peaks of her perfection. What didn't help his overactive mind was Zero Two was rubbing the sobbing wet flower between her legs against him, depositing all of her excitement on to him.

He groaned, wrestling to keep his desires in check.

Zero Two smiled a smug look on her face, tantalizingly she bent down and licked his cheek.

"Aah! Zero Two." He giggled.

She smiled and buried her face in his neck, her nose ticking him as she enthusiastically sniffed him.

Then all of a sudden, it stopped, and curious as to why she had stopped, he opened his eyes and saw that she was looking towards the bed.

"What's that?" Zero Two said curiously.

"What's what?" He asked, straining his neck to try and see under the bed.

"Hmm."

Gently she crawled off him and made her way over to the bed, then flattening herself to the floor she reached under the bed. A second later, she pulled out a book and looking at the cover, her eyes went wide.

"What?" He asked.

She didn't say anything but just sat there completely stunned.

He crawled over to her and looking over her shoulder, read the title of the book. "Babies, and how They're made."

"What a minute." He gasped I remember this book.

"You do?" She asked, confused, turning to look at him.

"Yeah. Um… R-Remember the day that we went to the lake?"

She nodded. "Y-Yeah…"

"I.. I think I remember getting this from the library." He said, pondering. "I believe I intended to come on show this to you. But why didn't I….."

"Never mind that." Zero Two said a strange look in her eyes. "What's a baby?"

He nodded at the book. "Let's find out."

She turned the first page, and they began reading.

"The union between a man and a woman?" She asked, confused after serval long moments. "What does this mean?"

Gently he wrapped an arm around her, and they kept reading, delving deeper into what this book had to say. A moment later, she flipped the page and…

"Wha… What?" She mumbled. "T-This… T-This is a baby?"

He swallowed hard, trying to contain all the emotions that were building inside him. Completely lost for words, he stared down at the picture of the baby, sitting on the page its eyes conveying a sense of wonder and curiosity beyond his comprehension.

"W-We can create this?" She mumbled. "H-How… How is that possible?"

They turned the page and kept reading discovering, even more, realizing what their bodies were made for. Both of them read in completely stunned silence until the book started explaining what their bodies could do. They simply couldn't contain themselves.

"Zero Two.." He whispered in awe. "I-If this true... C-Can, our bodies really do all this?"

She didn't say a word but just stared down at herself, her eyes as wide as saucers. Almost absentmindedly, her hand reached up and touched one of her breasts. "That's what these are for?…." She whispered, stunned and confused. Gently she squeezed the breast around her nipple, and he knew that she was remembering the part about her breasts generating milk to feed a baby. Her hand drifted down to right below her belly button, to the place where the book had said that her womb would be. Gently he reached his hand around and held her belly too.

"I can make a baby…" She whispered in awe. "Is it really possible to swell that much?" She shook her head. "No… How can this be true? How could my body possibly be able to do all this?"

He smiled and kissed her on the cheek. "I believe it."

She looked up at him, overwhelmed. "You really think I can do all of this?"

Gently he gave her an affectionate nuzzle. "Of course. Because you are that amazing. I don't doubt for one second that you can do this." He chuckled softly and looked down between his legs. "In fact, I feel a little jealous. All I'm good for is getting you pregnant; after that, all I get to do is sit and watch."

Zero Two shuddered at the word 'pregnant,' her mind slowly piecing together what they were capable of. "We can make a child?" She breathed. "Just by loving each other, we can create a new life?"

He felt his heart pounding in his chest. Before Zero Two had spoken it aloud, he hadn't really fully absorbed the implications of what this book was talking about. He had been so caught up in the mechanical aspects of what their bodies could do that he had glossed over the most important part. This was a living person they were talking about. This wasn't just some drawing that could be discarded or ignored. This was a living and breathing person. Something… No.. Somebody that was capable of thinking and feeling on their own. They were talking about creating a new life. Something wholly unique and indescribable that nothing could ever replicate.

They looked at each other the same question on their minds. How do you create a baby?

They snuggled close to each other, and went back to reading, both determined to learn how to create a baby. A few pages later, they found their answer.

"S-Sex?" Zero Two muttered experimentally. "So... Darling if you stick your.." She looked back at the book. "P-Penis... Inside my v-vagina, then we'll be having sex." She paused, trying to piece together all the information that they'd learned. "Then, if you e-ejaculate inside me, I'll get pregnant with your child."

He smiled and stroked her belly. "Our child." He whispered. "Remember the book said that the baby is the combination of its mother and its father."

She smiled, and reached down between her legs and spread the lips of her vagina, reaching a finger into the hole that she now understood existed for the sole purpose of creating babies. Its sole purpose was to be a gateway for life, to guide new life to the womb that she would create it in.

He, too, looked down at his own genitals. Before now, he had never understood what his balls were for. They had always just been a thing that existed. It was so weird to think that this entire time, they had been producing a substance that could create life. He thought back to the time that Zero Two had pleasured him and made that golden substance spurt out of his tip. To think that this entire time that golden substance was his sperm and was capable of getting Zero Two pregnant was amazing.

Gently she released her lips and absentmindedly flipped through a few pages until something made her stop. Her eyes went wide, and she covered her mouth in shock.

Quickly he looked up to see what was wrong, and when he saw what she was looking at, he let out a gasp of shock.

They stared utterly dumbfounded at an image of a baby's head beginning to push its way out of its mother's vagina. But their surprises weren't over, as they stared in utter amazement at a series of images that showed the baby's progression out of its mother and into the world.

But it was the final image that really left them speechless. All Zero Two could manage was a long moan of desire, as they stared at an image of the newborn baby. Everything about it was so precious. It was so innocent and helpless that even in print, he felt an urge to protect it. He wanted to pick it up and hold it close so that it could be safe and nurtured.

As he continued to stare at the page, a word from the caption below the picture drove its way into his mind.

"Birth." He breathed.

So that's what this amazing process was called. He sat there, marveling. So not only could girls make babies, they could give birth to them too? And to top the whole thing off, they could feed the baby also. He sat there, thinking. What was his role? If he wanted a child, all he could do is get Zero Two pregnant. Beyond that, he was practically useless. No. A part of him whispered. He had a role. It may not have to do with actually creating the child, but he had a role none the less. For a moment, he allowed his mind to run and imagined a pregnant Zero Two, her belly swollen with a child, her breasts full of life-nurturing milk. She stared at him with her loving smile and a hand on her pregnant belly. What was his responsibly? The image of Zero Two reached her other hand around and held her belly, gently nurturing and protecting the baby inside her. And as he stared at her, it came to him. He had a job. He had a role.

"F-Family.." Zero Two muttered.

"What?" He asked, shaking himself out of his thoughts. He hadn't noticed it, but Zero Two had resumed reading while he had been thinking to himself.

"This book says that when you have a baby, you start a family." She explained. "It signifies that we are a group of people related to each other, and are all dedicated to loving and supporting each other."

He turned and looked at Zero Two. His precious Zero Two. His overactive mind went into overdrive, fueled by his instinctual desires. He imagined what it would be like to start a family with her. To get her pregnant, watch a baby grow inside her, and watch her bring their child into the world. He couldn't help the smile that spread across his face. He could see it. His precious Zero Two lying on a bed, their baby in her arms. He shivered. An insane desire to make that dream a reality was trying to tear its way out of him.

He looked at her, and their eyes met both alight with the same passion and drive. This book had described what they had been looking for this entire time, and without even thinking about it, they had both come to a subconscious agreement. They stared at each other, their heart rates accelerating as they rushed towards the climax they both knew was coming. And barely a few moments later, it came.

"Darling!" She moaned, looking at him, her voice thick with love and desire. "Make a baby with me!"

She turned and pulled him into a passionate embrace, rubbing her hot sopping wet genitals against his erection. "I want to make a baby with you. I want to feel our love growing inside me."

He let out a lust-filled groan and rubbed his erection in the petals of her lotus, covering himself in her sweet sticky nectar. "So do I." He moaned. "I want to start a family with you, and watch as your belly swells as our baby grows inside you."

She let out a sob of pure joy and happiness, her face melting into the biggest happiest smile. Her face full of desire, and her chest heaving in anticipation, she rolled onto her back and spread her legs revealing the lotus that lay between her legs. "Darling." She moaned. "Get me pregnant."

His body was screaming at him, every fiber of his being was urging him to roll on top of her and thrust himself inside her. His member had swollen to its full size, and his tip was dripping its wet sticky excitement. He wanted nothing more than to thrust himself as deep as he could go and deposit all of his essence deep in her womb. But with a colossal effort, he restrained himself. Zero Two deserved to be loved and caressed and made to feel like she was the center of the world. If she was willing to get pregnant and birth their child into the world, then the moment of the baby's conception should be truly special.

So restraining himself, he crawled over to her and gave her a little kiss, then slipping his arm under her knees and making sure he supported her back, he picked her up and held her to his chest.

"Darling.." She hummed, gently nuzzling his chest. "What are you doing?"

He smiled. "Shh... I got something planned for you."

She giggled softly. "I know.. You said that you wanted to make a baby with me."

He chuckled and carried her over to the bed. "And I do... But we're going to do this right."

She hummed affectionately. "And what way is that?"

Gently he kissed her forehead. "This way."

Setting her down, he laid her on the bed like she was the most precious delicate thing in the world. Then with all the happiness in the world shining from his smile, he crawled on top of her and gazed into her beautiful emerald eyes.

"I love you." He whispered. "You are the most precious thing in the entire world."

"Hmmmmm." She let out a hum that was filled with so much affection that his heart melted. "But Darling." She said in a teasing manner. "I might be outdone soon." Gently she stroked her belly. "The baby's going to be here in nine months."

He chuckled and gently nuzzled her cheek and whispered in her ear. "Let's not get ahead of yourselves. I haven't gotten you pregnant yet."

"Then what are you waiting for." She moaned.

Gently he reached down and rubbed the skin above her womb. "I've got to prep mommy first." He breathed in her ear.

"But I'm already ready." She moaned, a spasm of anticipation running through her.

He smiled, and gently caressing her face with his hands, he kissed her, his tongue gently poking at her lips, asking for her approval. It came and with a rush. Suddenly her tongue dashed forward into his mouth and began caressing all of its favorite places, paying extra special attention to his large canines. With equal fervor, his tongue dashed forward and intertwined with hers. Their lips collided in a battle of passion and love, both of them trying to outdo each other in their devotion to the other.

With a gasp, they separated their chests heaving as they desperately tried to regain their breath. But even this action-filled with their lovemaking since both of their bodies had cranked their bonding pheromones into overdrive, and now they were both becoming intoxicated with the scent of the other. He felt a growling in his chest, an insane need to intertwine his whole being with her and forge an unbreakable bond with his other half. Being Hiro wasn't enough anymore; he needed her. He needed to be a part of her and have a part of her be a part of him.

"I can't live without you." He moaned, nuzzling the side of her face and rubbing himself in her scent. "I need you. You're the center of my universe."

She bit his ear in a fit of passion and ecstasy. "I'm yours, Darling! And I'll protect you forever."

He moaned and felt waves of passion wash over him. All he wanted to do was plunge himself deep inside her and get her pregnant this very instant. But controlling himself, he gently kissed his way back up her jawline, leaving a trail of passionate little love fires. When he finally reached her lips, he gave them a tender kiss and then stared up into Zero Two's gorgeous emerald eyes. She gazed at him with all the passion and love in the world, beaming her very being into him. As he stared at her, he noticed that her horns were glowing, pulsating with a deep warm, loving light. Instantly he became aware that his own horns were aching too, and for some bizarre reason, he felt the insatiable need to rub his horns against hers.

"Darling." She moaned.

He smiled and leaning forward, gently rubbed his horns against hers. Instantly an almost otherworldly sensation dashed through him, and he felt his consciousness loosen from his body. His mind felt like it was drifting between his own body and Zero Two's, and with a start of surprise, he felt Zero Two's presence in his body. Then all of a sudden, he heard… no... felt something beating. With a start, he realized that it was Zero Two's heartbeat, its presence washing over him in waves of love.

"Wow." He moaned, staring at her, feeling his mind drift in and out of his body. "This is weird."

"I know." She groaned. "I can feel you inside me. It's so hard to tell where I stop and you begin."

He chuckled and let his mind wander through Zero Two searching through her deepest desires. It didn't take him long until he felt a desperate desire for love and attention radiating from her breasts and between her legs. Her desire was so powerful that it was enveloping him, wrapping him in her pleasure and begging him for attention. His own desire started to turn into a blazing hot white fire, urging him to connect with her and create new life. But with all of his effort, he mastered his desires and used it as fuel to pleasure the woman he loved.

Separating himself from her, his mind jumped back into his own body, and he stared down at her, breathing hard. Then kissing every inch of skin he could touch, he began to work his way down her neck and towards her gorgeous breasts. Then barely touching them his let his fingers brush against her skin, providing the most tantalizingly subtle amount of stimulation. Then gently, he began to add the tiniest amount of pressure, gently massaging her breasts, and stimulating them so that they'd be ready to perform the vital task they' ed be needed for in the future.

"Darling…" She moaned as she began to writhe in anticipation.

He smiled and eyed her erect nipples, his aroused mind imagining that milk would look like coming out of them. He groaned and launched forward, gently taking her nipple into his mouth, sucking and massaging them so that he could pleasure his perfect princess. Her nipple was so soft and delicate but was firm and erect with the most unique undesirable texture. Unconsciously his spare hand drifted up to her other breast, and he began to massage that too, gently rolling her nipple between his fingers.

"Darling!.." She moaned.

With one final suck, he released her breasts and changed tacks kissing his way down her body. When he came to the place where her womb was, he began placing hundreds of little kisses all over it, honoring the place where their baby would grow. He trailed his little passion fires all the way down her hip bones feeling the structure that would protect their baby until it was ready. Just then, the wet sweet smell of Zero Two's flower overwhelmed him and instinctively drawn to it; he trailed his kisses down towards it. When he got there, he gently kissed around the petals of her blossoming flower gently teasing her.

"Don't tease me.." She moaned.

He smiled and gave her engorged little bud little flick with his tongue.

"Darling….." She moaned, her voice trembling with pent up desire.

He smirked. "Don't lie… You like being teased."

"You're an a-ass." She panted.

He smiled, and with the lightest touch, let his tongue explore the delicate lips between her legs, hunting for all the little sweet deposits of nectar that were buried in her folds. Every time he found you, he let out a hum of excitement, and the vibrations instantly earned him a moan of pleasure. When he was finished, he made his way up to the perfect little bud nestled at the apex of her flower. Gently he began flicking it with his tongue, which sent Zero Two into a fit of pleasure her legs spasming as she pulled his head even deeper into her. He smiled and continued his task, allowing his lips to start creating a little bit of suction.

"Pant. Pant. Darling…" She groaned.

He smiled and slowly slipped his fingers deep into the wet sticky hole that all her nectar was leaking from. Instantly he felt her walls squeeze tightly around his fingers and gently began squeezing them almost as if milking his fingers.

She let out a gasp and tried to say something, but all that came out was a mumble.

Smiling, he bent his fingers and began searching for the spot that she had enjoyed last time. He found it, and with a smirk, gently began to stroke it with his fingers.

Her reaction was instant, and she let a long series of moans.

Encouraged, he picked up the speed his tongue and fingers working in simultaneous overdrive to pleasure her. He knew that she was almost there. He was so close if he could just please her enough to get her over that final hurdle.

She spasmed and moaned her whole body completely absorbed in her pleasure. Suddenly her legs tighten vice-like around him, and her hands pulled his head deep into her.

"Darling!" She cried.

She arched her back and pressed herself against him as her sweet nectar squirted from her, splashing all over his face. Completely covered in her wet juices, he raised his head, a huge smile on his face. He done it. She was so happy. And even though she was spasming and trembling that smile on her face. The smile that meant that she was in a world of her own, filled with unadulterated pleasure.

Giggling happily, he crawled up next to her and watched her slowly regain control of herself. When she finally was in control enough, she turned to look at him, her smile filled with endless amounts of passion and love.

"You ready." He teased.

"Y-Yes.." She moaned.

With the most loving smile, he crawled on top of her, feeling her aroused breasts press against his chest. Gently he slipped his arms under her shoulders and gently cupped her head feeling her silky hair run through his fingers. She moaned into his ear, and he felt her wrap her arms and legs around him, pulling herself as close as possible. She pressed her flower against his excitement, encouraging him to sheath himself inside her.

He groaned and rubbed himself against her lotus, covering his member with her nectar and mixing his own juices in with hers. Gently his tip explored her flower, and when he felt her opening gently trying to pull him in, he let out a loud moan.

"Zero Two.." He groaned, fighting to keep from plunging himself deep inside her and depositing all of his essence deep into her womb. "Are you ready?"

"Yes…" She groaned. "Get me, pregnant Darling… I want to feel our baby inside me, and then bring it into the world."

With a groan, he kissed her and then gently pressed his tip inside her, feeling an otherworldly experience grip his member as her walls tightened around him and gripped him, refusing to let go. He continued to sheath himself in her depths, feeling the texture of her walls as they gently undulated around him, trying to milk the life-giving essence that it so desperately wanted from him. Gently he sheathed himself entirely within her, feeling his tip gently bump against the gateway to her womb.

She moaned, and he felt her give him a very tight squeeze, and he felt the sudden urge to deposit all of himself here and now. Desperately, however, he fought and restrained himself struggling to keep his instinctual desires from overtaking him. Zero Two deserved better than that. She deserved every ounce of his effort.

"Darling." She moaned, her voice thick with emotion. "I have you. You're inside me!"

He groaned into her ear, his entire being focused on their connection, urging him to create new life.

They were so absorbed with each other that neither of them noticed their horns growing, reaching out to connect with their mate's pair. Then with an overwhelming sensation, their horns united and fused together, amplifying their connection almost beyond human comprehension. They barely noticed as their skin began changing, Zero Two's skin transforming into its perfect ruby color, and for the first time ever, his skin flushing pure sapphire blue.

"Oh… Oh.. Oh… Darling!" She moaned.

Their minds leaped into each other and began dancing and spinning, intertwining in a dance of passion and love. They danced through each other, feeling the other's desire and love. At that moment, something truly special happened. He felt part of himself detach from the whole, sparkling and shimmering, it nestled itself into Zero Two and became a part of her, and barely a second later, he shuddered as a part of Zero Two intertwined itself with him. Then with an overwhelming sensation that part of her fused with him and made itself a perminate part of him.

"Zero Two…" He moaned.

Their minds danced and explored each other. He could feel their connection between their legs, as they both experience what it felt like from both their own and their mate's perspective. He could feel her walls squeezing him gently, trying to milk his essence out of him, and at the same time, he was aware of what it felt like for Zero Two. Accepting him into her body and cherishing that connection. Opening herself to infinite possibilities and preparing to wield the power of life itself. Their desire and passion was at a fever point, Zero Two's womb pulsating with golden light begging to nurture their love inside it. Her breasts were a mess of tangled pleasure and desire, waiting for the cue to make the life-nurturing milk they were always meant to make.

With these feelings, it would have been impossible to resist. Every fiber of his being was drawn into her, dedicated to supporting her and to give her the opportunity to forge their love into life.

"I will be with you forever!" They both moaned.

"I will be with you forever!"

With a moan of pleasure, he started thrusting, gently easing himself in and out of her, feeling as her soft, sticky wet walls clenched his member gently, coaxing it to release its essence.

He grunted in pleasure, feeling their love and desire circling through him in an infinite loop, of pleasure and ecstasy.

He was united with his mate, the one he would give anything for. He hugged her to him even tighter, holding on to her and preparing to forge new life within her. They were at the point were he could no longer distinguish where he ended, and she began. They were both just one being. No longer were they Hiro and Zero Two. They were one.

A moan of ecstasy escaped him, as he felt their desire building, rushing towards a climax of pure love. Just ahead, a white realm of love and nurturing was within their grasp. A pressure was building within him. All of his love and desire was about to come pouring out of him.

"Zero Two!" He gasped. "I can't stop what's coming!"

"I know!" She gasped. "I.. I love you, Darling!"

The last visages of his control vanished, and his mind was enveloped with pure white love. "I love you!"

"Darling!" She cried, hugging herself to him her fingers digging into his back as the place between her legs erupted with fluid and contracted vice-like around him begging for every last drop of his essence.

It came in a rush, as he thrusted one final time, his essence ejaculating from him and smashing against the gateway to her womb. It flew from him spurting and spurting as immeasurable ropes of his hot essence cascaded towards her womb, her walls desperately milking every last drop from him.

"AAGGHH, AAHHGHHNNH!" He cried, as the last of his massive load spurted from him and flowed directly into her womb, the tightness of her walls making sure that nothing dripped out.

Then with a massive sigh, he collapsed and they both rolled to the side, Zero Two's walls gently milking the last of his essence out of him.

"Darling." She moaned, their heads still connected by their horns.

He smiled wearily, and gave her a little kiss, gently cuddling his consciousness in with her's as they both began to relax from their mating. Gently he eased his member out of her, and it flopped against the bed, its purpose fulfilled.

"Do you think I'll get pregnant?" She whispered, tangling her limbs with his until they were completely intertwined.

He chuckled softly. "You doubt me?"

She smiled, "Just wanna make sure."

He sighed and gently gave her a little squeeze. "I only wish I could watch the moment it happens…"

She smiled. "I guess we'll only know for sure when I get a little baby bump."

He smiled. "I'll be counting the days."

Gently he sent a wave of the most loving nurturing energy he could through their connection, letting it envelop her and encase her in a loving protective cocoon.

"I love you." He whispered.

A surge of pure happiness cascaded into him and filled his entire being.

"I love you too." She whispered.

She let out a small hum of pleasure, and then they both relaxed into each other's arms cuddling as they both slipped into a deep nurturing sleep, filled with love and life.

Author's note:

Thank you for reading Chapter 16 of the Jian Bird.

Well, guys, it's here. Today is the one year anniversary of The Jian Bird. It's hard to believe that a year ago, I released the first chapter. It's been quite an adventure, and I can't thank you guys enough. To all of you who've been here since the beginning and can't thank you enough, it really means a lot. And to all of you who joined in along the way or are just joining in, thank you, and I hope that you guys will stick with me to the end.

Again thank you, guys, for all the support. You're reviews and comments, and criticisms are really the fuel that keeps me going and allows me to keep on writing even with its hard.

So until next time, stay tuned for Chapter 17 of The Jian Bird: Into the Garden