Fields of Danelions
Fields of Dandelions
Rated: PG
Pairing: Fuu/Ferio
Summery: Fuu and Ferio in a field
xposted in starstaindsky & rayearth_fanfic
Fuu laid back and looked up at the clouds, the cool grass tickling the back of her neck as her golden hair pooled around her. Ferio lay besides her, holding a dandelions on in his hand.
“What kind of flower is this?” Ferio asks as he hands the dandelions to her.
“It’s not really a flower, it’s a weed. It’s sort of pretty, but it’s nothing but a nuisance.” She tossed it away as a breeze rippled through the grass.
“Almost like me,” Ferio said softly.
Fuu turned her head and looked at him, “that’s not true.”
Ferio sat up and looked out at the vast field overflowing with the yellow so called weeds. They were really pretty, and they had a golden color just as his Fuu’s hair, almost like a field of Fuu.
Ferio picked another one, and then used it to tickle Fuu’s delicate nose. She giggled and rolled away, her white skirt rapping slightly around her as she went. Ferio began crawling after her with the dandelions still in his hand.
“No fair! I can’t crawl in a skirt!” Fuu pleaded as she tried her best to escape her tickling lover.
Fuu tripped and went down on her stomach laughing the whole time. Ferio caught up with her and smiled; “Now I’ve got you!”
He tickled her some more and then leaned in for a kiss, their lips met and Fuu’s body became covered in goose bumps, my how she loved this feeling more than anything. Their kisses became more and more passionate until Ferio lay besides her, clasping her hand in his. Both of them lay there panting and staring up at the sky.
“I love you Fuu-chan,” Ferio said as he squeezed her soft hand.
“I love you too Ferio, and the dandelions you love so much.”
Rated: PG
Pairing: Fuu/Ferio
Summery: Fuu and Ferio in a field
xposted in starstaindsky & rayearth_fanfic
Fuu laid back and looked up at the clouds, the cool grass tickling the back of her neck as her golden hair pooled around her. Ferio lay besides her, holding a dandelions on in his hand.
“What kind of flower is this?” Ferio asks as he hands the dandelions to her.
“It’s not really a flower, it’s a weed. It’s sort of pretty, but it’s nothing but a nuisance.” She tossed it away as a breeze rippled through the grass.
“Almost like me,” Ferio said softly.
Fuu turned her head and looked at him, “that’s not true.”
Ferio sat up and looked out at the vast field overflowing with the yellow so called weeds. They were really pretty, and they had a golden color just as his Fuu’s hair, almost like a field of Fuu.
Ferio picked another one, and then used it to tickle Fuu’s delicate nose. She giggled and rolled away, her white skirt rapping slightly around her as she went. Ferio began crawling after her with the dandelions still in his hand.
“No fair! I can’t crawl in a skirt!” Fuu pleaded as she tried her best to escape her tickling lover.
Fuu tripped and went down on her stomach laughing the whole time. Ferio caught up with her and smiled; “Now I’ve got you!”
He tickled her some more and then leaned in for a kiss, their lips met and Fuu’s body became covered in goose bumps, my how she loved this feeling more than anything. Their kisses became more and more passionate until Ferio lay besides her, clasping her hand in his. Both of them lay there panting and staring up at the sky.
“I love you Fuu-chan,” Ferio said as he squeezed her soft hand.
“I love you too Ferio, and the dandelions you love so much.”