I shifted slightly, and the sun came through the windows, onto my eyelids.

My arms were wrapped securely around a small frame that sunk down into the other side of the bed. I opened my eyes and beheld Eliza, with her face still so serene although she seemed to be stirring.

I immediately took the time to turn beet red as I recalled last night's events. I ran a hand through her soft hair, remembering how she'd done so to mine. Upon her cheeks, I could see remnants of dried tears, both of us had cried more than called for.

However, at that time, I didn't know we were crying for very different reasons.

Eliza's eyes fluttered open as I watched her. The first thing she saw was me, blushing like a madman while she did the same. I smiled at her, kissing her heated forehead.

I cleared my throat. "Good morning." My voice was considerably hoarse, rightfully so judging by the amounts of sounds I was emitting in the previous hours.

"Good morning..." Eliza blushed and averted my gaze, seeming to remember it all. She and I were still unclothed and pressed against one another, but I had taken the care to throw on some boxers.

Eliza suddenly turned to lay on her back, and I took my arm off of her to allow her more freedom. I looked at her with loving and concerned eyes, because she wasn't acting like I had expected.

Before I could reach out to her, she sat up, taking some of the sheets with her to the side of the bed, where I got a full view of her bare back, though most of it was shrouded by her caramel hair. I was instantly reminded of the scars that littered her body; I could see them now as my smile faded.

"Eliza?" I croaked as her head hung. I heard a sniffle and watched as her hand raised to wipe away some stray tears.

"Liebling, I... did I hurt you?" I shook my head, thinking that I had caused these tears, and inched my way closer to her side of the bed.

She waved her hand and shook her head, sniffling again.

I gave her a moment before speaking again. "Please... tell me, what's the matter?"

She gave me a glance over her shoulder.

"I-I... it's just that..." She shook her head.

"Is it Maxis you are worried about again?" I asked.

"No. Not this time..." she whispered.

"Is it... something I did?" I asked cautiously.

"I feel guilty." She sniffled.

At first I nearly took personal offense to this, until she elaborated.

"In my customs it's very frowned upon to lie in bed with a man before... marriage... even if you love him very much..." she raised a hand to flick away tears again.

I raised my eyebrows and scooted closer.

"They tell us that too." I said. "But... if this is wrong..." I snaked my arms around her waist, pulling her to my chest. "Then I don't think I want to be right."

She shiverred a little before looking up at me.

"I guess I can see your point." She said, giving a sly smirk which made me blush.

She sighed, and pushed away, off of the bed, taking some covers with her.

"I just need time. And you need to go to work." She said, beginning to walk toward the bathroom.

I noticed a very obvious gait in the way she walked, a sort of limp, you could say.

I blushed as she closed the bathroom door and I made my way to the other one to get ready.

I looked at myself in the mirror and I felt as high as the tallest cloud. I stifled a giggle but couldn't hold back a huge smile.

Heaven of all heavens, Edward Richtofen. You did it. With her.

I smacked my head with my hand to erase the thoughts that I knew would come anyway. As I bathed that morning, I couldn't even see straight. Trying to relive those moments, each unforgettable millisecond of lustful pleasure that I couldn't believe had occurred.

A long sigh escaped my lips, past a smile, as I relaxed gently into the warm tub of water. I'd never get that image of her out of my head, that first time she unclothed her goddess-like body for my mortal eyes to behold, her curvy silhouette against the silky sheets, bathed in moonlight...

And the way she felt! Neither Heaven nor Hell could produce such sinfully sensual perfection.. she was a world all her own and I made sure she knew it.

And Verdammt... the way she would mutter my name at the most perfect of times always sent me into arcane bliss. I swear, I admit that I had dreamed of it before, but nothing could compare to actually being there, hearing her, feeling her, watching her bite her lip at each thrust of my hips-

"Edward!"

My eyes snapped open, and I looked at the door.

"What is it, Eliza?" I held my breath, as for some reason, I prepared to have my dreams crash in upon me.

"...Mind if I join you?"

My eyes widened.

"W-what!?" I asked in utter disbelief.

The door creaked open, revealing Eliza wrapped in only a white bath towel. I blushed and partly covered myself, as she shut the door and locked it.

"I said... mind if I join you, Edward?" At this moment, she untied the towel at the top, allowing it to fall with a soft thud to the tile floor. My mouth fell open as she stood in full form, naked, in front of me, taking her hair down and giving my a sinfully godly look. She lifted her leg, sinking it into the tub before I could answer, which I definately was not opposed to anyway. She sunk all the way into the medium tub, bending her legs to fit more snugly against me.

I tried to breath, especially when she said, "There... that's much better...wouldn't you agree?" She's close enough to kiss my jaw.

I am in no mood to protest when she reaches under the water to-

"EDWARD! It's almost 8:00, you're going to be late!"

My eyes flew open, and I hopped out of the bath. I caught my breath and realized that the moments in the daydream had turned into minutes, and an hour.

"Darn, right! Coming, Thank you Eliza!" I quickly threw on the nearest clothing and grabbed breakfast to go. Before I left the home, however, as Eliza was seeing me out, I couldn't help myself.

"Well, I hope you have a good day, Ed-"

I cut her off with a long spree of deep kisses, straight to her soft lips.

"With you on my mind, this will be the best day in history... but that doesn't include nights." I kissed her twice more and left her with a heated blush and a surprised look on her face.

I practically skipped to work.

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Eliza's POV

I closed the door quickly behind Edward, blushing madly. I smiled a bit, but the pain in my lower abdomen and a morning headache kept me from grinning like normal. I made my way to the kitchen table, holding my head in frustration.

I assumed the dull pain in my lower regions would have subsided by now, but it seemed to heighten when my headache started. Evidently Edward was... ahem... well-endowed.

Even now as I sat at the table, I couldn't keep from blushing redder than hot embers. I tried not to play it over in my mind because I had done some embarassing things the previous night. However, I did enjoy remembering the times when Edward had cursed under his breath, thinking I didn't know what all of those words meant in German. I'd heard them used enough to know that, when they are used as he used them, they mean serious pleasure.

"Eliza... fick, ja..." he would moan, pressing his beaded forehead to mine. It was cold in the room, but not cold enough to keep me from noticing little trickles of sweat run down his broad chest and drop onto my stomach.

I had quite enjoyed the moments when I could make him suck in a sharp breath of pleasure after I got used to the way it felt to be together, or when he would bite hard on his bottom lip as I purposely tightened around him.

So like I said, I remembered a lot of things... like the moans, the pleas, and the way he felt, which I was still feeling the next day.

But there were some things that I wanted to forget that just overpowered those soft thoughts. So many scattered regrets and apphrehensions plagued my mind. Maxis was one, but he was not my biggest concern. Where did this put Edward and I? Had things changed at all? I didn't know. And it was so against my customs... but for the most part I realized that marriage just wasn't an option... and it never would be.

That in itself caused my eyes to water.

And then there was the big thing. There was no protection involved.

I hadn't thought about it at all, and I didn't even know how to obtain those items at such a late hour. Edward, being a doctor, you would think he would remember, but I suppose it slipped his mind in excitement. This morning he seemed so cheery, like a child almost. It was as if nothing had plagued him whatsoever, and it shouldn't; those burdens are mine to bear.

But what if... the unthinkable happened? What if I became pregnant?

I cupped a hand over my mouth and some tears dripped over it. In my current state, what with all the experimentation at spontaneous times and all, I would never be able to hide a baby. A soon as anyone found out, it would be straight to Maxis and straight to death for me.

If for some reason, Maxis allowed me to have the baby, because his cold heart would not allow him to kill a child (which wasn't likely), Edward would likely either be killed or something else. I would never be able to see him... but the scarier part: maybe Edward wouldn't want to see me.

Baby= not good.

I took a deep breath and calmed my tears. It wasn't going to happen, it just wasn't. The chances of it happening on the first time were minimal. There was no reason to worry about it...

Right?