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Current music:	Smooth-Carlos Santana and Rob Thomas

[March Challenge][Ice Cream][Smooth]
Title: Smooth
Rating: M. This means it involves (to paraphrase the Bard) Archer and Rin making the beast with two backs, although I was careful to keep it in good taste.
Summary: Thanks to a spoonful of peach ice cream, a hot summer day gets even hotter for Archer and Rin.
Characters/Pairings: Archer x Rin.
Word Count:3,260
Dedication: To yukari_rin. I hope you post some Archer x Rin soon. ^_______^ Also dedicated to Archer's totally hot Hollow Ataraxia outfit. Talk about bringing home the sexy. @_____@
A/N: After the fic, except for my Archer Disclaimer (tm): Yes, I know who Archer really is. I say he and Rin can get together anyway, and their sheer awesomeness pwns all other F/SN ships.

Cross-posted to fsn_fiction and my personal lj.

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"Ice-cream appearing in a dream is a great deal to do with the sensual tastes that one has. Under normal circumstances it is a pleasurable experience and very often reminds us of childhood and happier times. To be eating ice-cream indicates we may be accepting pleasure into our lives in a way that we have not been able to before. To be giving other people ice-cream indicates we are giving other people pleasure..." - The Complete Book of Dreams and Dreaming, Pamela Bell
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Rin had lost track by this point of how many times she had cursed God, the sun, the weather, summer, power companies, and anything else unfortunate enough to raise her ire. All she could say for sure was that it was a very, very high number. Unsurprising, considering that silently railing against their existences was all she had been doing for most of the day.

Hot summer weather was no stranger to Rin. Being a lifelong resident of Japan meant accepting humid summer weather along with cherry blossoms in the spring and snow in the winter. However, the heat wave that had completely covered Fuyuki City was far hotter and longer than average. Only air conditioning at full blast made things tolerable, and just barely at that.

Then the power had gone out that morning, and Fuyuki City had experienced hell on earth since then. Hence Rin's fierce anger, tempered only by the heat that hung around her like a heavy blanket.

Smothering.

She sighed from where she was lying on her bedroom floor and prayed for death. Rin's attempt to fight the heat by only wearing her usual skirt and a thin tank top did nothing to dispel the feeling that she had been trapped in a sauna.

Even Archer had surrendered his red jacket and trail to the weather. Needless to say, the far better than usual view of the Servant's broad shoulders and tan, well-muscled arms wasn't helping Rin feel any cooler. Quite the opposite, if anything. Thankfully for Rin's peace of mind, Archer had disappeared somewhere within the depths of the manor shortly after the air conditioning had gone out. Not that she minded his company, but at least this way she avoided constant visual reminders of just how attractive Archer was, with those shoulders, and those incredible biceps, and that stupid shirt that practically looked like he had spray painted it on and...

Okay, STOP NOW. This is not a safe train of thought. Not now, not ever.

...

It's too damn hot.

Rin closed her eyes, remaining as motionless as possible. Hopefully the fast approaching nightfall would mean the heat would drop, no matter how small the amount. Even now the sun was falling, painting the sky a thousand different shades of orange and scarlet and pink. It was a shame Rin wasn't in any sort of mood to appreciate the stunning beauty of it all.

Though she felt the steady vibrations that were characteristic of Archer's walk, Rin didn't register his presence in her room until a clinking noise shook her out of her daze. Turning her head sideways, Rin had a clear view of the white-haired Servant sitting cross-legged on the floor next to her, a small bowl with a spoon in it before him.

Guessing this to be the source of the noise she had just heard, the subtle peach scent coming from the bowl roused Rin's curiosity enough to get a closer look. She sat up, wincing slightly as blood began flowing in areas that had gone numb from lying on the floor all day long. Brushing sweat-dampened hair off of her neck, Rin looked at the bowl. She blinked, then took a second look, for a moment unsure of whether the sight before her eyes was just a vivid hallucination brought about by too much heat.

Inside the bowl lay a single scoop of peach ice cream.

"Peach ice cream? But how? I was sure everything in the freezer had melted by now."

Archer shrugged slightly, dark eyes oddly unreadable. "It was at the very back, so it managed to stay cold. There wasn't much left, though."

Rin settled the bowl in her lap, spoon in hand. The first creamy spoonful of the ice-cream slid down her throat, the cool perfection of it like a small piece of heaven in a hellish world. It wasn't a very large scoop-evidently there hadn't been that much of the ice cream left-but that didn't make it any less perfect. She made short work of the rest of the ice cream, feeling content for the first time all day.

It was only after she had eaten the entire thing Rin realized that she hadn't offered to share with Archer. Feeling considerably guilty, Rin scraped what little was left onto her spoon, holding it out to Archer with an apologetic smile.

"It isn't a lot, but it's better than nothing."

Archer stared at the outstretched spoon for a second before gently pushing it aside.

"I don't need that much." Archer murmured as he leaned forward, lips kissing off the peach ice cream that had remained on her own. Startled, Rin froze up for a second before relaxing enough to kiss him back, sliding her arms around his neck to pull him closer.

Given the circumstances, both could be forgiven for forgetting about the ice cream on the spoon. Rin let out a surprised gasp when she felt the cold metal brush her skin, ice cream sliding down her neck, down her collarbone, down the curve of her breasts. The force of Archer's stare as his eyes followed the downward trail caused Rin's skin to flush in a way that had nothing to do with the weather.

Archer's lips followed the path his eyes had taken, with a slow heat that had Rin arching impatiently in his arms. Even with Archer's extremely distracting mouth searing hot on the hollow of her throat, Rin somehow retained enough control to slip her hands underneath his shirt. What little sense of hesitation remained quickly vanished as Rin traced the hard planes of his body into her memory. The strangled noise Archer made when she raked her nails down his back was intriguing enough that Rin did it again.

And again.

Not that he let her get away with it for long, agile fingers skimming her stomach and back delicately as a musician tuning a violin. As with everything Archer did, there was a purpose in the end. One deft twist of his wrist unhooked her bra, sending the strapless garment sliding to the floor. The almost casual way Archer's thumb traced the tip of her breast, barely brushing it at first before gradually increasing in pressure proved too much for Rin's self-control to take. She barely managed to muffle her moan by pressing her mouth against Archer's neck before she decided enough was enough.

One carefully precise mana-scalpel later, Archer's shirt lay in several pieces on the floor, and damn if it wasn't taking all of Rin's willpower not to drag him to the bed that second. But Rin was perfectly aware of just how much good things are worth waiting for, and restrained herself in favor of leaving trails of little bite marks (reiju for the heart, perhaps? They are branding each other now.)on the crook of his neck, over his heart. Rin felt his heart beating hard and fast underneath bronze skin and toned muscle, giving away just how much Archer was holding back, even with all that had already passed between them.

She already had enough of that too. By this point Archer should know better than to think her so easily frightened. It was fortunate for the both of them, Rin thought as she gracefully straddled Archer's lap, wrapping her legs around his waist, that she had never been afraid to take the initiative.

Archer opened his mouth-to say what Rin didn't know for sure-only to be cut off by her kiss. Starting off light and almost teasing, it deepened to something uniquely passionate and tender at the same time. It certainly took care of Archer's last remaining threads of restraint if the speed he pulled her shirt off was any indication. Bare skin brushed bare skin as he leaned in to kiss her again, smooth and taunt and a million degrees hotter than the sun.

Archer ran calloused hands up against the sensitive skin on Rin's inner thighs, drawing out the pleasurable feeling it gave her with near-agonizing slowness before he literally ripped off her skirt, effectively reducing her ability to think coherently. Almost instinctively, Rin ground her hips against Archer's, an action that had a very noticeable effect on the eirei. A ragged gasp escaped him before he had her on the bed, having moved so fast Rin saw little more than a blur before she found herself flat on her back.

He crouched above her now, almost but not quite close enough to touch. For a moment there was silence as they gazed at one another, the calm before the storm. It was so hot in the room Rin would have sworn the air itself was wavering with the heat, but all she sees is him.

Archer didn't give an explanation as to why he held back, and Rin didn't need one. There had never been any real need for words between them, and Archer's eyes said everything anyway. Tell me to stop, Rin, and I will. He is so strong, even if she can see what it is costing him (will cost him).

Rin reached up towards him in response, gently running her fingers through his hair before tracing his shoulder blades. Her hand slipped down further, brushing his stomach before finally stopping at the waistband of his pants. Hand deceptively steady, Rin slid his pants off with a single movement. The thrill she got from the feel of hard muscles tensing underneath her touch was probably something a respectable girl shouldn't feel, yet she couldn't bring herself to care. For some reason, she wasn't surprised to find that Archer wasn't wearing anything underneath them.

They moved as they always have together, perfectly playing against each other's strengths(some would call it dancing of the most elemental sort); Archer slid her panties off and they were both naked now. Their touches grew more feverish, more desperate; Rin ran her tongue across Archer's chest. The taste of his skin was more potent to her than the finest sake, and more addictive too. Archer wasn't idle either, planting kisses and possessive little bites on her throat, on the underside of her breasts. Then he left the first of many shadowy bite on her inner thighs and Rin's hips bucked of their own volition. Without meaning to(though he hardly seemed to mind, something she finds disturbingly intriguing) she dug finely manicured nails into his back, leaving faint stratch marks and thin streaks of blood. Archer let out a hissing noise that was more pleasure than pain before lightly flicking his tongue across her center, sending a sharp flash streak of pleasure throughout her body.

Rin was so wet and slick down there, now. It made things easier when Archer entered her (their first time, her first time). It hurt at first, there was no denying it, and tears nearly came to her eyes. But Archer smoothly leaned down and kissed her, and something in the unusual tenderness of the act makes the pain fade from her mind. Rin kissed him back, reassured in a way she hadn't known she needed.

Suddenly he moved against her(in her) and desire and pleasure rush back with dizzying speed. Her breath came in short gasps as she thrust her hips to meet his faster, and she is gratified to see the effect it has on him.

Archer must have seen that gratification in her expression, for he slowed down slightly, favoring power over speed. It was a kind of wonderful torture (and aren't agony and ecstacy twins anyway?). Rin felt how very, very close she was to release, the strain of it all making her body tremble.

Then Archer's eyes met her own, and she saw more in their dark depths than she ever has before; desire, need, love.

"Rin."

Her name from his lips was the last push she needed. One final thrust and she was hit with a climax that knocked the breath out of her lungs and had white lightening flashing across her vision. In the very small part of her mind that retained its awareness Rin noticed Archer followed her into release almost immediately after, collapsing next to her on the bed(aware, even during such a moment, of how much larger than her he was). Without thinking about it, Rin curled up next to Archer, laying her head on his chest before indulging in her afterglow. In turn he slid his arm around her waist, fingers lazily toying with a few strands of her hair.

Quiet, not at all unpleasant, reigned throughout the room. It was broken by the sound of thunder in the distance, and the sound of rain beginning to drum against the window panes.

"Summer storm." Archer murmured in that low, velvety voice of his, the sound of it making Rin melt inside. "The heat wave must have finally broken."

Rin kissed his collarbone(only using her teeth a little) before adjusting herself to fit perfectly against his body.

"Only one of them, Archer. Only one of them."


Owari
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A/N: Hm, I'm not quite sure what to say here. I think it's pretty obvious that this is my first Archer x Rin lemon(my first lemon period), and while I don't think its a bad effort I know I'll probably look back on it later and see a whole bunch of flaws. Of course, after reading Rin-baasama's Wet Wave Sand(specifically the wonderful lemon chapter Kiss) most lemons would look like crap.

Obviously, this is for the March challenge at fsn_fiction. I swear to God, I originally had in mind a nice, cute fic involving Rin having some pregnancy cravings and forcing Archer (her husband/father of her child, duh) to go out and get her some peach ice cream. Then the Archer that lives in my head started whining about the vast unfairness of a universe where fucking Shinji gets more action then him. I might have resisted if not for the fact he then recruited the Rin that lives in my head, and they pretty much had sex until I wrote this. -______-

*sigh* Well, what's done is done. I just hope there more challenge participation besides me.

Also, for those of you who were wondering, this fic is named for the Carlos Santa/Rob Thomas song "Smooth" A very sensual song to begin with, I can't think of one more appropriate for a lemon set during an incredibly hot day. Check out the lyrics and you'll see what I mean.

Omake-Because I love you all so very much:
This set of little mini-omakes was the result of Rin-baasama and me talking about how Archer and Rin plan their battles near love hotels for conviniences' sake(don't ask)and kind of spiraled out from that. I thought they were funny enough (and limey enough) to post along with this fic. Enjoy. Warning: Includes shameless pimping of author's other fic, Gilded Hawthorn, as well as a Ichihara Yuuko cameo. You have been warned.

Mapquest Saga
Archer: Damn mapquest! It messed up the directions again. *shoots enemies head off with Traced Caladbolg*
Rin: I guess we'll just have to go with a regular hotel this time.*gand blasts her opponent* Good thing I brought my credit card.
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Archer: *has tracked down mapquest creator and is glaring his "you are so dead" glare* You cost me ceiling-thumping sex. Prepare to die. *readies Kansho and Bakuya*
Mapquest creator:*wets self*
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Mapquest creator: Please let me live, I'm begging you!
Archer: Your directions to the love hotel would have dropped us right in the middle of Oshima Volcano. Do you know how not fun sex in a volcano would be?
Rin: No bedposts to tie Archer to for one thing.
MC:*nosebleed* I-I'll give you an OnStar system and a year's worth of room time at any love hotel you want in the Fuyuki area if you just let me live!!!!!!
Archer:*pinching nose tightly to stem off his own nosebleed* Toss in a year's supply of chocolate syrup and you have a deal.
MC: D-deal!
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6 Months Later, Court...
Judge: Let me see if I have this straight. You wish to file for bankruptcy related directly to *picks up form, reads with raised eyebrow* "overspending at love hotels"?
Mapquest Creator: *shaking with trauma* Th-th-they just have sex so m-much. I-it's like they n-never s-s-stop. I-i just can't a-afford it anymore!!!!!*has a mental breakdown right in the middle of the courtroom* HAhhAhaHAhAHHHaahHHAHhAHHHAHAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!
Judge: 0___0
*two white clad asylum employees take MC away. Once away from the courthouse, the image of them wavers to reveal Archer and Rin*
Rin: *sweet/scary smile* Now, shall we discuss the six months you owe us?
Archer: *badass/scary smirk* Good thing we have lots of time to do so.
MC: HELP ME JESUS~~~~~~~~~~!
Heaven
Jesus: Dude, you're on your own here.
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Another 6 Months Later, Fuyuki City's finest Love Hotel...
Rin: *casually tracing circle on Archer's abs* It was nice of MC to just buy us the hotel.
Archer: *really enjoying Rin's...wandering...hands* Too bad he had to fake his own death and use the money he was insured with to do it.
Rin: *checks Archer's forehead for fever* Did tying your wrists to the bedposts mess with the flow of blood to your brain?
Archer: *has had enough and flips Rin on her back* For him, I mean. *does something with his tongue that makes Rin melt. What exactly, I leave to you to imagine*
Rin: Mmm...Archer...
And then they had fiery smex...again. And again. And again.
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A remote beach in Cancun
Mapquest Creator: *drunk and surrounded by dozens of empty margarita glasses* Lalala~~hiding from the scary red sex addicts~~~lalala~~~hope they never find me~~~~ *looks to the right, where he finally notices that Archer and Rin are lying on towels about 30 feet away*
Archer: *holds up bottle of sunblock* Do your back for you Rin?
Rin: I'm pretty sure they have laws against doing in public what usually happens after you rub my back, Arch-mmmm...a little to the left...
MC: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! *runs drunkenly away as fast as he can in opposite direction*
Archer: Did you hear that?
Rin: No. Did I tell you to stop?
Archer: Yare, yare.
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A certain, transdimensional store...
Mapquest creator: Please help me!
Yuuko: Your coming here was...hitsuzen.
Maru and Moro: Hitsuzen! Hitsuzen!
MC: Uh, yeah, whatever you say. *gets back on topic* Please send me to another world! I'll pay any price you name!
Yuuko: Even if we ask for a soul?
MC: *hesitates, but gives in to his desire to flee from Team Red/Black* ANYTHING.
Yuuko: It is done then.
MC: What did you take?
Yuuko: Fufufu. You'll see. *sends MC to another world*
Another World
MC: *appears out of nowhere, looking slightly dazed but otherwise fine.* Free at last! Free at last! *gets a better look around* Although this world does look oddly like...Victorian London. Maybe I should have been more specific.
*The night fog parts, revealing two figures approaching*
Gilded Hawthorn! Rin: Excuse me, can you tell me the time?
MC: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! *flees*
GH! Archer: What was that all about?
GH! Rin: Americans. *rolls eyes*