Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction ❯ Irresistible Friction ❯ Irresistible Friction ( One-Shot )

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Rating: NC-17

~~ denotes shifts in time/character perspective, ** denotes character's thoughts

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"...Your irresistible friction...

...my passionate position..."

~*~*Irresistible Friction*~*~

"You are both recovering quite nicely. A few more days of rest and you will be as good as new."

"Arigatou, Megumi-dono," Kenshin murmured, bowing his head slightly. "You have been very attentive to all of us."

A tiny smile briefly graced ruby lips. "It has been my pleasure, Ken-san!"

The young doctor finished packing her supplies and stood, smoothing out the front of her kimono before withdrawing a small sac from the folds of her obi.

"One last thing," she said softly, holding the item out to him. "Both of you should drink this tea before retiring tonight. It should help to soothe some of your symptoms so that you can rest easier."

"Arigatou gozaimasu."

Megumi waved off his comment dismissively, tossing her ebony hair over her shoulder and reaching out to touch his cheek. "Anything for you, Ken-san! Now I'd best be on my way."

From her position across the room, Kaoru's deep sapphire eyes narrowed dangerously.

Kenshin's pale gold skin had been tinged with a blush and a soft 'oro' had escaped his lips as the beautiful doctor turned away from him and slid aside the shoji, tossing Kaoru an amused glance before she exited the room.

"I will go finish dinner, Kaoru-dono," the redhead told her quietly, rising to his feet.

"Hai, Kenshin," Kaoru murmured, belatedly realizing that he had quickly slipped from the room before she could respond.

Releasing a soft sigh, she leaned back against the wall and let her eyes drift shut. The illness that was spreading rapidly throughout Tokyo had affected both her and Kenshin. Thankfully, Yahiko had avoided infection and had chosen to remain at the Akabeko until they had both fully recovered.

For days they had trudged around the dojo, racked by fevers and cold sweats, their misery alleviated only by Megumi's brief visits to check in on them and provide them with the necessary medication.

Two days ago, the fevers had finally subsided, leaving behind congestion and mild fatigue.

**A few more days and I'll be over this,** Kaoru thought sleepily. **I can't wait to get back to practicing. All of this resting has left me feeling so weak.**

"Kaoru-dono!" Kenshin called from the kitchen, his quiet voice interrupting her muddled thoughts. "Supper is ready."



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"That was delicious, Kenshin," Kaoru murmured as she helped the redhead carry the dishes to the washing basin. "Would you like me to make the tea Megumi-san left? I am feeling rather tired."

"That would be nice, Kaoru-dono," Kenshin responded softly. "I think I will be retiring soon."

The raven-haired kendo instructor set about preparing the tea as Kenshin began scrubbing the dishes, humming a soft, melodious tune under his breath. She watched him out of the corner of her eye, admiring the curve of his chin and the brilliance of his auburn hair.

The tie in his ponytail had begun to loosen, allowing more of the dark red locks to join the jagged bangs framing his delicate features. A sheen of perspiration covered his skin and a crimson strand was curling damply against his cheek.

Kaoru was sorely tempted to reach out and tuck it behind his ear, but prevented herself from doing so, busying her hands with stirring the tea leaves into the steaming water.

"All finished, Kaoru-dono?" he asked, turning towards her as he dried his hands on a clean cloth.

"Yes."

They settled down and sipped at the warm liquid in silence. Kaoru peered at him under her lashes, relishing the slightly sweet taste of the tea. The scent was soothing and she could feel her exhaustion increasing as she finished off the contents of her cup.

Kenshin was drinking the tea with a peaceful expression on his golden features, his violet eyes partially closed.

"I think I'll go to bed now," Kaoru murmured drowsily, setting aside her cup as she got to her feet. "I feel so tired. Oyasumi nasai."

"Oyasumi, Kaoru-dono."



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Calloused hands sliding over smooth, ivory skin.

A muscled thigh parting her legs as warm lips brushed over the racing pulse beneath the pale skin of her throat.

Fingers tangling in her raven hair, tilting her head back as a slippery tongue laved at her lower lip.

Teeth nipping at the flesh of her abdomen, a puff of breath washing over the heated flesh of her mound.

The sensation of something hot and hard pressed against her inner thigh.

Crimson hair.

Amethyst eyes.

A whisper, "Kaoru..."

Kaoru jerked up in bed with a start, sapphire eyes darting around her dim bedroom wildly.

She was alone, drenched in sweat and trembling. Her bangs were plastered wetly to her forehead as shivers raced through her body. She felt overwhelmingly hot, yet strangely cold and bereft. The spot between her legs had been filled with a vague, achy sensation.

"Another fever?" she said aloud, flinging the covers aside and standing.

The thin material of her yukata clung damply to her flesh as she pushed short bangs off of her forehead, laying her hand to the warm skin.

Thoughts of her dream were cast aside as a wave of heat washed over her. Closing her eyes tightly, she felt herself sway, dizziness raging throughout her body. **I feel so hot...need to cool off...**

She opened her eyes slowly, stepping forward. The river was only a short walk away. She could walk there and cool off in the fresh water. Surely, that would ease her fever and help her sort out the unknown emotions warring inside her mind.

Without another thought, she slid aside her shoji and slipped into the darkness of the hallway.



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Amber eyes observed the girl as she weaved unsteadily through the trees.

The moonlight made her alabaster skin look milky white. Her hair was darkened to the color of a thousand starless nights. The pale material of her sleeping robe was nearly transparent, allowing the womanly curves of her body to be visible to anyone who cared to look.

He could see the outline of pert, young breasts, the gentle flare of rounded hips. Her skin looked flushed and damp, her eyes still holding the last vestiges of sleep.

As he watched, she lifted a hand to her face, fanning it quickly and sighing. Her softly spoken words drifted to him on the breeze, "So hot..."

**Yes...so hot...**

His own body was burning, his flesh felt as if it was on fire. The heat was pouring over him...inescapable...

He had been moving to the river, intending to cool himself, when he saw her, an angel walking through the trees.

Now he eyed her from a safe distance, easily keeping up with her rapid pace.

It seemed she had the same intentions. Should he leave her to her business? Give her the privacy she thought she already had? It would be a simple matter for him to go elsewhere.

Before he could come to a decision, the girl reached the edge of the water. She glanced around cautiously, then slipped the material of the yukata from her slim shoulders, allowing it to puddle around dainty ankles.

In that moment, he was rooted in place. His breathing grew heavy as she took a few steps into the water.

Every inch of her flesh was flawless, toned lightly with muscle. Her back was graceful, hidden partially by the waterfall of raven silk that was her hair. Her slim thighs were white as snow. The mound at their juncture drew his gaze instantaneously and he found himself unable to look away as she bent forward, cupping a handful of water and allowing it to pour over the globes of her breasts.

Her rosy nipples hardened at the contact and he released a low groan as she reached up to touch them gently, an expression of curiosity washing over her pretty features.

Amber eyes widened as her fingers trailed lower, moving over the flatness of her stomach to press between her legs.

Her eyelashes fluttered and a soft whimper escaped her throat as she tilted her head back, her free hand rising to cup her right breast.

In the next second, a name slipped from her lips, loud in the silence of the night. "Kenshin..."

He started forward almost unconsciously, but the sound of a twig snapping in the trees to her right startled the girl and her eyes flew open, a guilty blush spreading over her delicate cheekbones.

She glanced around worriedly as she quickly shrugged into the material of her yukata and fled back in the direction from which she had come, her silky hair trailing in the wind behind her.



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Kaoru entered the dojo breathing roughly, a trembling hand pressed to her chest. **Oh, Kami-sama...I hope no one saw me...**

The blush on her cheeks darkened to crimson as she considered the possibility that someone had been watching her, hidden by the trunks of the trees and the dimness of the night.

She made her way back to her bedroom, noticing with a sense of relief that Kenshin's shoji remained firmly shut. **I'm so glad Kenshin didn't notice I was gone...**

Creeping past his bedroom, she approached her own shoji and reached down to slide it aside.

The cold water from the river had temporarily eased the fire racing through her, but it was already returning, this time even stronger than before.

She released a shaky breath as she slid the panel aside. "What is wrong with me? This doesn't feel like an ordinary fever...this feels like...like-- " Her words broke off into a startled shriek of horror as a hand dropped onto her shoulder, stilling her steps.

She wrenched away from the firm grasp and spun around, posed and ready to fight if necessary.

"K-Kenshin?" she stammered as she spotted him in the doorway. "You nearly frightened me to death!"

He remained silent, slim shoulders tensed, the muscles of his chest visible through the open material of his gi. His hair was loose, head tilted forward, bangs shading his eyes from view.

"Kenshin?" she said again, noting that his hands were clenched into fists at his sides and his breathing was erratic. "Are you all right?"

"Iie," he answered softly.

Forgetting her earlier fright, Kaoru stepped forward, extending a hand to him. "Tell me what's wrong. Do you feel sick?"

As she grew closer, he lifted his head and peered at her intently. "No."

Her steps faltered, her breath catching in her throat, as he stared at her with hard, amber eyes. Gone was the normally placid expression that graced his features. His face was drawn taut and his eyes burned into hers. **Battousai...**

"Kenshin?" she whispered, taking a partial step back. "I think that maybe-- "

"I feel hot, Kaoru," he interrupted, entering her bedroom and sliding the shoji shut behind him with a loud snap. "So unbearably hot."

"N-Nani?"

"I know you feel it, too," he said huskily, moving towards her until her retreating steps had brought her to a stop against the opposite wall. "I know you feel it racing throughout your body. This heat...do you know what it is?"

"I don't know what you mean," Kaoru replied softly, shrinking back as he braced his arms on either side of her shoulders. "Kenshin..."

"It's passion." Leaning forward, he pressed his lips to the whiteness of her throat, kissing the skin softly. "It's desire...it's need..."

"Do you need me, Kaoru?" he asked as she trembled. "Do you need me as I need you?"

Kaoru allowed her eyes to slide closed, pleasure warring with the mild urge to push him away. It was too fast, too much. He had never acted this way before. She couldn't understand the change, his sudden interest.

"I..."

"I saw you down at the river," he said, warm breath washing over the flesh of her neck. "I know that you want me..." Parting his lips, he drew some of her skin into his mouth, suckling gently.

Kaoru whimpered, knees weakening. Of course she wanted him. She loved him, she had always wanted him, to have him hold her.

"Tell me," he whispered roughly. "Tell me you want me..."

"K-Kenshin..."

His mouth felt so good at her throat. It filled her with a warm, shivery sensation. It made her breasts feel heavy, the place between her legs dampen.

"Tell me..."

"Yes..."

"Yes what?" he asked, trailing his lips up to her ear and nipping at the lobe gently.

"I want you," she said, voice nearly inaudible.

"Good," he breathed and his mouth was on hers, hard and insistent.

At first she was unsure of how to react, pressing her lips to his, returning the passion of his kiss with untried innocence.

After a moment, she grew accustomed to the sensation, following his lead, allowing the firm pressure of his tongue to part her lips. It snaked in to toy with hers, sliding in and out of the moist cavern of her mouth in an erotic dance.

Her fingers came up to clutch weakly at the material of his gi as she whimpered against his lips.

The kiss steadily grew in intensity until Kaoru's knees buckled and Kenshin was forced to hold her firmly against the wall with his body, his chest pressed tightly against hers, hips resting between her parted thighs.

"Kenshin," she murmured breathlessly when he finally tore his mouth from hers, burying his lips in her throat.

"Do you trust me, Kaoru?" he asked softly, hands moving to the tie holding her robe shut.

"Y-Yes."

"Let me make love to you," he said, parting her robe and gripping her tiny waist in calloused palms. "Let me show you..."

Kaoru nodded slowly, unable to speak. His eyes were unabashedly running over her nudity and she could feel her skin heat even further under his penetrating gaze.

In seconds, the yukata lay in a heap at her feet and Kenshin swept her into his arms, carrying her over to the unfolded futon and draping her across it gently.

Blushing fiercely, she brought her arms up and crossed them over her breasts, trembling as his amber eyes traveled up the length of her legs.

"Don't hide yourself from me," he whispered, reaching up to stroke a slender finger over the silky skin of her cheek.

"But--"

"You're so beautiful," he interrupted, leaning down to press a soft kiss to her lips. "So exquisite."

"Kenshin..."

Closing her eyes tightly, Kaoru allowed him to remove her arms from her breasts, long fingers curling around her small wrists as he pushed them above her head, holding them tightly against the material of the futon.

"Every part of you is lovely," he said softly before closing his lips around one of her pebble hard nipples.

Kaoru gasped, back arching off the futon as he began to suck gently, one of his hands leaving her wrists to toy with her other nipple, tweaking the rosy peak.

Her free hand moved to bury itself in his crimson locks, tugging at his hair as he continued to suckle softly.

Heat pooled between her thighs as he trailed his tongue across her skin to lavish attention on her other breast. Her body felt inflamed, the area between her legs throbbed painfully.

"K-Kenshin," she stammered, voice breaking on a low moan. "I ache."

"Where?" he whispered, fingers trailing over her breasts and pressing down against her abdomen. "Here?"

She shook her head in a negative motion, lifting her hips unconsciously.

Leaning down, he nibbled on the flesh of her earlobe, inhaling the flowery scent of her perfume and the intoxicating smell of her arousal. He slid his palm down over her stomach, moving it over the soft hair covering her womanhood. "Here?"

"Y-Yes..."

He moved his middle finger over her damp folds, marveling at her wetness and the heat emanating from her flushed skin.

"Is that better?"

He felt her shake her head once more and pressed a finger into her slowly, stretching her virginal flesh.

She stiffened beneath him, a shuddery breath rushing passed his ear.

He moved the finger after a moment, bringing it steadily in and out as he suckled on the skin of her throat. "Now?"

"N-No..."

"Part your legs for me," he commanded quietly, lifting himself off of her enough to gaze down at her face.

She turned her eyes away and obeyed him silently, the blush staining her cheeks darkening.

He inserted a leg between her thighs and grasped her knees gently. "More..."

She followed his instructions slowly, releasing a whimper as the motion of his finger increased.

He pressed down against her with a low groan. She could feel the hard length of his arousal through the rough material of his hakama. It felt so forbidden, so seductive, lying there, legs spread, completely nude as he pleasured her, his breathing growing harsh.

"Kenshin," she whispered, reaching up to run her fingers over the golden skin of his chest. "Shouldn't you be naked, too?"

The question was artless, innocent, but it sent his senses reeling.

He pulled away from her suddenly, ignoring her whimper at the loss of his fingers as he efficiently stripped himself of his clothing.

He was beside her once more in seconds, grateful to be free from the confines of his hakama. His hardness pressed against her thigh as his fingers moved back to her entrance.

This time he slid two inside gently, drawing them in and out of her slickness as his other hand moved up, fingers searching for the hidden pearl to her pleasure.

He found the nub and brushed his fingers over it, relishing the sound of her gasp as she tightened around his slender digits.

"How does it feel now?" he asked throatily, watching the emotions playing over her pretty features. Her eyes were shut tightly, her cheeks flushed, her teeth gently raking over her lower lip.

"It feels...it feels..."

"Yes?" He quickened the pace of his fingers, circling his thumb over her nub with insistent pressure as she grew more damp.

She moaned, long and low. "I c-can't...I can't d-describe--"

Her words broke off into a soft cry as her entire body stiffened, wave after wave of pleasure washing over her. The intensity of it was amazing, overpowering. Her eyes drifted shut and she clenched around his fingers, a myriad of colors and shapes exploding behind her eyelids.

"Again?" he asked, lips brushing against the sweat-dampened flesh of her cheek. "Come once more for me..."

Kaoru whimpered helplessly, tossing her head against the futon as his fingers began to move again, his thigh keeping her legs parted.

He pressed wet kisses to her lips, her throat, her breasts, his amber gaze intent on her face.

"Just let go," he whispered, laving at her nipple gently. "Give yourself to me...all of you..."

Kaoru came again with a ragged scream, fingers moving to bury themselves in the softness of his auburn hair.

As she drifted down from the clouds, gasping for breath, she sensed him kneeling between her legs, hands grasping her thighs and parting them further.

Her lids opened slowly and she gazed up at his face in wonder.

His lips were parted as he breathed harshly, his eyes darkened to a deep honey-gold.

A tremulous smile came to her lips as her sapphire orbs traveled over the length of his body. His muscled chest was slick, shining with sweat. His expression was fiercely possessive, victorious even, but his eyes were tender. Not the serene, violet eyes of the rurouni, but a passionate amber, tempered with gentleness and some other emotion she could not place.

**I can't believe...after all this time...I finally know that he wants me...for now...for now it's enough...**

"Kenshin?" she whispered as he sat frozen, staring down at her.

"Kaoru," he said, leaning down to press a tender kiss to her lips. "This is going to hurt for a moment..."

For an instant, she wondered what he meant, but then the firm press of his hardness against the opening of her womanhood registered upon her senses. He slid into her slowly, stretching, filling the empty ache she had felt after waking from her dream.

Her breath hissed in between her teeth as he continued sliding into her. The delicate flesh, unused to such treatment, was screaming its protests and she felt her eyes fill with reflexive tears.

His slender fingers came up to wipe away the wetness flowing down her cheeks.

"Forgive me," he said softly, then plunged forward in a quick, hard thrust, breaking the thin membrane of her virginity swiftly.

She stiffened beneath him, thighs tightening around his hips even as her hands pushed at his chest. "K-Kenshin...I...it hurts..."

"Do you want me to stop?" he asked, ignoring his own pleasure as he withdrew partially. "Just say the word..."

She lifted her arms to his neck, pulling him down against her and inhaling his masculine scent, a soft whimper escaping her lips. "Don't stop...never stop..."

Kenshin groaned low in his throat, eyes shutting briefly.

He began to move slowly as she clutched him to her chest, her tiny cries echoing in the darkness. She felt hot and slick, her inner muscles squeezing his hardness, creating the perfect amount of agonizing friction.

"So tight," he whispered harshly into her ear. "Kami-sama...you feel so tight...so wet..."

Kaoru could do nothing but moan helplessly at his words.

She leaned up, pressing her lips to his in an ardent kiss.

It quickly exploded into a savage assault as Kenshin slid his tongue inside, tasting her, devouring her flavor, eating at the tasty flesh of her mouth. He nibbled at her lips and sucked on her tongue erotically, her inner muscles tightening around him at the sensation.

She moaned into his mouth as the pace of his thrusts increased. Parting her legs as far as possible, she drew them up and back, enjoying the feeling of his length sliding deeper.

Long fingers came up to grasp at her hips, pulling her firmly up to meet his downward plunges. His crimson hair fell around them like a curtain, shrouding them in darkness as their kiss grew more feral and his groans grew louder.

The room was filled with their harsh breathing, their feverish whispers, the sounds of their intimate dance.

The tempo of his pounding jabs increased, growing nearly desperate. His short fingernails dug into the tender flesh of her waist, his tongue rubbing against hers in an imitation of the carnal movement of his hips.

Kaoru could feel those intense feelings of pleasure, that shivery sensation, building inside of her once more.

"So good," he whispered huskily against her lips. "You feel so good..."

Kenshin's impassioned words sent her over the edge, that precipice of sensation, once more. She fell, tumbling wildly, screaming his name, but this time he joined her, stiffening above her, his arms pulling her up against him, his voice low in her ear as he whispered her name.

After several long moments, it was over. He collapsed on top of her, the press of his weight keeping her warm as her body grew limp.

He brushed butterfly kisses over her cheeks, her throat, her eyelids, his fingers coming up to push damp, raven hair away from her face. "Kaoru...open your eyes...look at me..."

Her lids lifted slowly, revealing deep sapphire orbs that shone with happiness and contentment.

"Are you okay?" he asked softly, amber eyes full of concern. "Did I hurt you?"

She shook her head slowly. "Iie."

"How do you feel?"

A tiny smile curved her lips as she reached up, tracing his cross-shaped scar with gentle fingertips. "Wonderful."

He returned her smile after a moment, leaning down to nibble on her kiss- bruised lips.

"Kenshin?" she asked softly, running her hands over the smooth muscles of his back. "What happened tonight?"

He raised himself on his elbows, peering down at her curiously, their bodies still joined in the most intimate of positions.

Kaoru blushed to the roots of her hair, a soft giggle escaping her throat. "Not that...I mean...why tonight? We felt...we both felt the same way...I have wanted to be with you for so long...it just...it seems somewhat odd...you don't seem...like your normal self..."

"Why question it?" he asked slowly. "This is who I am, Kaoru. I love you...I don't know why it happened tonight of all nights...I just know that it felt right...it feels right..."

The raven-haired girl blinked at him in stunned surprise. "You...you love me?"

"Of course I do."

"Why didn't you tell me before now? I have been wondering all this time, I-- "

Slender fingers pressed against her lips, silencing her effectively. "I was waiting for the right time...the right moment...just now...just now it felt right...the moment was perfect...I have loved you for so long...I almost thought you already knew..."

"I love you, too," Kaoru whispered, hugging him close, pressing her face to the hardness of his chest. "Always..."

Smiling contentedly, she allowed sleep to overtake her, her heavy lids drifting shut. "Oyasumi, Kenshin..."

"Oyasumi, koishii."



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"Oi, kitsune, what are you grinning about?"

Megumi glanced at Sanosuke coyly, running a bare foot over the rippling muscles of his abdomen.

"You have been smiling all night," he commented, pausing the motion of her small foot and messaging it gently. "You're hiding something..."

Megumi's smile turned mysterious. "Perhaps..."

"Tell me what it is," Sanosuke murmured softly, long, tanned fingers running over the ivory flesh of her thighs.

The young doctor threw her head back, moaning as those fingers parted her womanhood and played over her damp folds.

"What did you do?" he asked, voice low and deep.

With a giggle, she leaned forward, kissing him, hands shoving him back against the softness of his futon. "Let's just say I slipped a little something extra into Ken-san and Kaoru's tea tonight...gave them a much needed push, so to speak...I imagine that...perhaps at this exact moment...they are doing something very similar to this."

"Nani?" Sano asked arching a brow. "You didn't."

Megumi's answering grin was proof enough.

"You truly are a fox," he said with a chuckle, kissing her smiling lips. "A sly, wicked fox."

"I know."



~*OWARI*~

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