Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction ❯ Never for the Public... ❯ Curiousity Stripped the Cat ( Chapter 6 )

Never for the public…

Chapter 6 - Curiousity Stripped the Cat

Chapter Summary - Over the river, and through the wood - And straight through the barnyard gate, We seem to go extremely slow, It is so hard to wait!

 

This story has not been beta'd.

 

Summary: Kaoru's suffered a traumatic experience resulting in anxiety attacks. How does Kenshin plan to cure her? This story is based on the manga and anime up to the end of the Kyoto Arc, and ignores the Jinchuu Arc. However, sometime before this story, Kenshin does confide his past to his friends (same roundtable as in manga, different reasons irrelevant to this story)…

 

Note: The Japanese language is highly flexible and very beautiful. Although I do love mixing Japanese with English to try to keep the story true, I believe there is a limit which can severely decrease a story's enjoyment factor. I decided to ignore Kenshin's changes between his use of “sessha” versus “ore,” although I felt it necessary to keep “de gozaru.” Nevertheless, this story does contain MANY Japanese phrases. I've included a glossary at the end for reference. I apologize to those whom may not enjoy this story due to the intricate language mix.

 

The warning only applies to the first two chapters. Since the rest are “normal” chapters, I'm removing the warning and reducing the rating…

 

Disclaimer: I do not own, nor claim to own, any part of Watsuki Nobuhiro-dono's creations. The chapter summary is an excerpt borrowed from "Over the River and Through the Woods" by Lydia Maria Child.

 

Rated: X

 

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Kaoru lay comfortably on her futon, her arm on her forehead deep in frustrated thought. One month had passed since their first visit to the Aoiya, and still her anxiety attacks persisted. Kenshin and Kaoru spent many relaxing days simply gardening, doing household chores, cooking together, playing games, and reading the books she bought during their once-a-week visits to Kyoto. He had always been exposed to books in his life, but had never had the opportunity to dabble with the hobby. Kaoru was ecstatic as he took to the new hobby with a passion, easily losing himself in stories and visibly enjoying the ones they read out loud to each other.

 

She had especially become fascinated playing Shogi against him. Kaoru's skill was completely inept compared beside a real-life war-master like Kenshin. Regardless, after a dozen straight loses in a row, she refocused her attention on the amazing wonder of how intricately his mind worked, quickly formulating both simple and complex tactics on the spur of the moment. One time she laughed herself silly as Kenshin openly teased her for four hours, leading up to cornering her for a decisive checkmate. When he'd explained his single tactic used, she was tickled to find he had devised his entire plan of attack, move-for-move, at the very beginning of their game, and simply waited as she had predictably fallen into every trap.

 

Despite all of the fun they were having and the long, undistracted hours allowing them to grow infinitely closer; she still had those horrible attacks. Over the course of the month, Kenshin had slowly increased his fake physical assaults from one to three times a day. He patiently took care of her, trying time and again to bring her fears to the forefront so that she could properly face them. However, this ordeal seemed to be just as painful for him as for her... Kaoru could almost laugh at herself; although she was always on edge anticipating his charges, he always managed to catch her by surprise every single time. Once his hitokiri side took over, she simply could not sense him in stealth.

 

<< How the hell can he hide gargantuan ki like that? Bakemono!!! >> Kaoru thought angrily with a bit of jealousy, yet again feeling the new fear of doubting her own kenjutsu skills. Sighing heavily, she reminded herself, again, that she was dealing with the Battousai, of all people. Some of the strongest men to have graced Japan's soil had met their end at Kenshin's blade; it's not like she was anywhere on their level…

 

She heard Kenshin get into his futon, and dropped her arm to look at him. The soft candlelight played shadows across his scar as he lay peacefully. Kaoru leaned up on her right elbow, aching to touch his scar, but what would Kenshin think? Her body heated up against her will. Kaoru closed her eyes, images of limbs entwining in erotic passion fleeting through her mind unbidden. She resistantly forced the images away, but couldn't control her strong arousal. Kaoru turned further on her side, leaning hard on her left fist, silently breathing huskily.

 

She jumped when she was forcefully shoved back onto her futon, her cover ripped away and Kenshin half on top of her. He grabbed her wrists and held them above her head, trapping her body beneath his. She felt his hardened manhood press rigidly into her hip. An anxiety attack smashed full-force into Kaoru; her eyes widened in fear. She gasped terrified, and Kenshin tightened his hold. He kissed her harshly, keeping her wrists bound in his left hand, and reached his right hand down to stoke her hip. Kaoru's panic attack escalated exponentially, tears leaking from her eyes as she tossed her head side-to-side.

 

“NO!” she cried out.

 

“Kaoru, you have to think…” Kenshin whispered roughly, her powerfully excited scent overwhelming his sensitive nose, “Focus on your fear... what is it you fear?”

 

Kaoru shook her head, sobbing incoherently. She didn't want to be hurt like that again, not again. Kenshin stayed still, only stroking her hip.

 

“Stop hurting me!” she cried out.

 

“Are you in pain?” He tried to get through to her.

 

“Not again! Not again! No more!” Kaoru was lost, confusion tangling her up in reliving her memories. Kenshin sighed, seeing no progress for that night. He released her and stiffly rose to get more medicine. After forcing the mixture down, he laid them on their sides and cuddled Kaoru into his chest, pulling the blankets snugly around them.

 

“Shhhh, daijoubu, my love. Calm down now, shhhhh.” Kaoru continued to sob uncontrollably. Kenshin crooned to her for a long time until she finally cried herself to sleep. << Time for yet another late night freezing bath... >> He stroked her hair, unable to fall asleep, pondering frustratedly how to penetrate the cloud of fear trapped in her mind…

 

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“Oro? That small amount of spice?” Kaoru asked Kenshin. Kaoru had awoken to find Kenshin out of the futon and sleeping with his sakabatou, sitting up against the wall. She'd worriedly placed a blanket around him, gotten dressed, and had started preparing breakfast. He walked in as she was cutting up some vegetables, and she begged him to teach her how to cook. Kenshin now bent over the stew pot, adding the final spices to the boiling broth.

 

“Hai, the less spices you add, the more the subtle flavor will emerge from the soup itself, de gozaru.” Kaoru watched his every move, determined to become a decent cook. Kenshin smiled at her eagerness. He took the stew off the fire to let it cool for serving.

 

“Kaoru, you seem to be enjoying yourself, de gozaru,” he turned to her and held her waist. She rubbed her palms on his chest.

 

“It's because I've never seen you so relaxed, Kenshin. Not to mention, you really DO look handsome in navy blue… why did you leave that kimono here…?” She trailed off, feeling the tickle of anxiety along with the sadness that suddenly filled her, “Was it… Tomoe-san's?”

 

“No, why do you ask, de gozaru?” Kenshin smiled.

 

“It's so short…” she commented.

 

“Tomoe was shorter than yourself. I stopped growing taller around the end of the war, so I was shorter when I used to wear this kimono. Speaking of the color, bloodstains are easier to hide on darker colors, no matter how drenched it became…” he trailed off, pinching a bit of the fabric between two fingers and holding it out. Kaoru stared at him thoughtfully.

 

“Then it's decided!” she proclaimed.

 

“Oro?” Kenshin stared at her unexpected reaction.

 

“We're going shopping! You need new kimonos, Kenshin!” Kenshin fell over with his eyes bulging.

 

“ORO?!” he gaped as the fabric slipped from his fingers.

 

“B-b-but K-Kaoru-do… er Kaoru, I-I don't need…”

 

“KENSHIN!” she raged at him. Kenshin shrank from her fury, his hands raised palms out in front of himself protectively.

 

“H-hai, de gozaru!” he stuttered meagerly.

 

“Mou Kenshin, I try to look pretty for you! I was hoping you might care that I like how you look as well!” Kenshin blushed madly and whistled up in to the air...

 

“Kenshin, are you paying attention?!” Kaoru shoved her kimono sleeve up her arm, baring her fists.

 

“Aaaah, hehe, I think I should see how outside looks… I'll be right back…” Kenshin dashed outside, Kaoru hot on his heels. She chased him all around the house and garden, down to the small river. Kenshin made the mistake of running down the bank towards the river… Kaoru leaped up high into the air and landed on his back, tumbling them both down the bank and into the frigid water. They surfaced, gasping for air. Kenshin laughed joyously.

 

“Mou!” Kaoru cried out exasperated, her kimono and obi drenched. Kenshin watched predatorily as Kaoru attempted to wade out of the water.

 

“KENSHIN!” Kaoru coughed and sputtered when his mini-tsunami caught her unaware, knocking her back into the water. Kenshin was dying of laughter, completely lost in his genuine enjoyment. Kaoru stared stunned at his handsome visage, having never seen Kenshin so happy and unguarded before. She smiled, and subtlely loosened her obi a bit for easier movement…

 

“Mou Kenshin! You're in for it now!” Kaoru backhanded a splash, catching Kenshin directly in the face and mouth. It was Kenshin's turn to sputter and he eyed Kaoru mischievously. He launched himself at her, grabbing her waist and ducking them under the water again. They wrestled with each other in the water, innocent laughter ringing throughout the surrounding glade. Breakfast long forgotten, the couple played together like children as the sun continued to course its path.

 

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After playing in the cold river for hours, they trudged their way back to the house. Kenshin suggested they might as well garden while they were still a mess, and Kaoru readily agreed. A few more hours passed when the late afternoon sun finished drying the tired and starving couple, ending their outdoor exertions for the day. Kenshin heated the bath while Kaoru re-heated their breakfast. They ate together affably silent on the porch, afraid to get the indoor floors dirty. Cleaning up their meal, they made short work of preparing the house for the night. Kenshin held Kaoru's hand and led her to the bathroom. There, he took both of her hands in his. Kissing her knuckles, he lost himself in her eyes.

 

“Kenshin…” she airily breathed out.

 

“Kaoru, I'll be waiting, de gozaru,” he let go of her hands and turned to leave.

 

“Kenshin, wait!” He stopped and turned around, his usual kind, angelic expression causing her to blush as she tried to figure out her next words…

 

“Kenshin, wouldn't it be… easier… if we just…” She stared at him, feeling his growing warmth through his gaze. She realized he had always been patient with her; he always waited for her… She made him wait all the time… sharply realizing she had always been making him wait…

 

She didn't want to make him wait anymore.

 

Kaoru shyly untied her obi, to Kenshin's shock. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, pulling her ribbon out of her hair to drop to the floor. Without pausing, she slid her kimono and juban off her shoulders, and quickly unwrapped her bandaged breasts, baring herself wholly to his view. Kaoru sucked in a breath, belatedly remembering how horribly scarred her body was now from Mauvais' dagger-torture. <<< BAKA! There's no way Kenshin would want… >>> Her heart pounding in her ears, she looked up to see Kenshin's reaction…

 

He was frozen in place, his mouth slightly parted, his chest heaving heavily. His eyes hungrily devoured her body. Unable to help herself, she crossed her arms hiding her pert breasts, her blush covering her entire frame. Kaoru lost her nerve and looked down to the floor. The sound of cloth hitting the wood floor startled her and she opened her eyes. She stared at Kenshin's kimono and belt lying on the ground in front of her. Kaoru shut her eyes again when his fundoshi landed on top of the pile. He closed the distance between them and pulled her into a warm hug. Blood surged through her at the feel of skin-against-skin, her scars quickly forgotten. She tentatively embraced his waist and nuzzled her nose into his neck. Glimpsing the tie still in his hair, Kaoru moved to hug his shoulders and carefully worked it out of the tangled mass. Kenshin gasped, savoring the feel of her taut nipples rubbing sensually on his chest.

 

“Mou Kenshin, I've never seen your hair such a mess,” she giggled quietly.

 

“Would you like to help me wash?” he suggested seductively in her ear. His breath instantly cascaded into a pool of heat in her stomach, and she shivered in her excitement. Her breath became ragged as she considered his caring thoughtfulness.

 

“I'm scared,” she whispered back. Kenshin rubbed his hands in soothing circles on her back. He breathed deeply, calming himself and simply held her, his hands the only motion between them. A short time passed, then Kenshin turned and kissed her ear.

 

“We're still wet and might catch cold soon. I'll go wait in the bedroom,” he said softly. He tried to let her go, but Kaoru tightened her hold on him. Kenshin smiled.

 

“Daijoubu, I'm not going very far,” he promised.

 

“I-I don't want you to go,” she said softly. Kenshin pushed back far enough to gaze into her eyes. He brushed a stray lock of hair aside watching her lean into his touch. Carefully angling down, he gently kissed her. Kaoru responded in kind, holding him close to her. Their kiss deepened quickly and Kenshin strengthened his hold, heatedly pulling their bodies flush to one another. She was surprised when he gasped and tore himself from her arms, turning his back on her.

 

“Kenshin?” she whispered hoarsely at the sudden rejection.

 

“Gomen, Kaoru… I know you're scared and not ready,” he said, his voice strained. Kaoru studied his shoulders rising and falling, his breathing ragged. She stepped up to his back and hugged her arms around his waist. Kenshin's breathing worsened with her hug.

 

“Kenshin, daijoubu ka?” she asked concerned, upset that her touch seemed to be hurting him in some way. She lay her ear against his back and heard his pounding heartbeat. Looking down his back, she saw his hands fisted tightly. She looked back up to see Kenshin breathing hard through his open mouth, straining against himself for control. Kaoru puzzled at his condition, peeking around to his front.

 

Her mouth dropped open as her eyes fell on his full arousal. She blushed, quickly looking back up to his face. His eyes were closed in concentration to will the arousal away. Her eyes fell back down, curiousity overcoming fear. Her hand reached out innocently and touched him. Kenshin's eyes opened and his head snapped down to see her hand on him. He grabbed her hand, turned to face her, and placed her arms back around his waist. Embracing her closely, he panted beside her ear. Kaoru marveled at the feel of his hard manhood against her stomach.

 

“Kaoru,” he was finally able to speak again. Kaoru leaned back and smiled up at him.

 

“Daijoubu ka, Kenshin?” she asked sweetly.

 

“I NEED to wait in the bedroom for you,” his new, husky voice sent delicious shivers throughout her body. Losing to sensation, his hips pushed forward rubbing himself against her stomach. Kaoru moaned from the feeling, watching his manhood rub sensually against her skin. She felt her heat increase ten-fold…

 

“You can stay here with me,” she answered purely, reaching up to push back his hair from his forehead.

 

“No, you don't understand. I can't… Kaoru, if I don't leave now, I'm afraid of what I might do, de gozaru,” he urgently pleaded with her, leaning his forehead to hers.

 

“Because of this?” she asked, and rubbed her fingers up his arousal, lightly stroking its smooth tip. Kenshin grasped her shoulders, preparing himself to push away before his waning control snapped.

 

“Kaoru, you're torturing me,” he whispered painfully. She pulled her hand away. He whimpered at the loss.

 

“I'm hurting you?” she asked concerned. He chuckled between gasps.

 

“No, the opposite,” he breathed out.

 

“So… then… this feels good to you?” she hesitantly placed her hand back on him, stroking him gently. His breath caught.

 

“Kaoru…” he begged, kissing her momentarily then pulling away to pant for air. Kaoru's curiousity further arose, never having seen Kenshin lose control before. She dropped to her knees, wanting to see up close what was causing him so much pleasure that he could hardly breathe. He watched tortuously as Kaoru's face approached his need. Kenshin was about to tear himself away from her, when fate tossed him yet another obstacle. Kaoru was so close to him she had noticed the large bead of precum on his tip. Holding him in one hand, she innocently darted her tongue out, licking through his slit and tasting him. His iron will fell over the edge…

 

“Kami, Kaoru…” Kenshin moaned. His hands instantly wove themselves into her hair. She watched amazed as a crimson blush covered his nose and cheeks.

 

“Kaoru,” he pleaded, dizzily leaning against the wall. He couldn't resist pulling her mouth back towards himself. Kaoru noticed Kenshin's euphoria at her actions. She kissed his tip, encouraged by his hands gently caressing her hair and face. Recalling how the thugs were harshly squeezing and stroking themselves, she squeezed her hand and firmly stroked his length. Kenshin was completely lost to her ministrations, the previously unknown pleasure victorious over rational thought. She reveled in his deep blush as he placed his hand over hers and showed her how he wanted to be massaged. Shyly, he guided her other hand to his heavy sacs, teaching her how to ever-so-gently fondle them. An exalted blush spread across her face as she realized she was able to pleasure him so intensely with such simple actions. Kaoru kissed his tip again and followed his length up higher. She nuzzled her nose in his red hairs, taking in his heady scent. Her fingers noticed a ridge running down his underside, and she turned her head sideways, tongue and lips suckling the sensitive ridge on her way back down.

 

“Kaoru...” She opened her mouth. Kenshin's eyes widened in disbelief as one of his most erotic fantasies came true...

 

“KUSO!” Kenshin grit his teeth and slammed his head painfully back against the wall, his senses overloaded with the new sensations. Not even his wildest dreams had prepared him for the reality of Kaoru's welcoming hot, wet mouth. His hips moved forward, surging his length further between her voracious lips. Kaoru's half-slitted eyes snapped up to his face, the rare curse sending an exhilarating rush through her body. Further stimulated, she held down his hips and swirled her tongue, heartily discovering what sounds she could pull from him. Her fingers soon faltered on his tightening sacs, drawing up into his body. His length's thickness increased, stretching her ignored, aching jaw. Kaoru basked in her inquisitive explorations until his body unexpectedly stiffened…

 

“KAORU!” Kenshin roared as he pulsed intensely into her warmth. His ejaculate rushed down her throat and covered her tongue, overflowing her mouth with his essence. Relishing his taste, she cleaned him thoroughly, prolonging his spasms. Kenshin's strength failed, and he collapsed to his knees into Kaoru's arms, lungs praying for air. She held her beloved as the rush slowly faded; he leaned on her shoulder, hugging her waist. Kaoru embraced Kenshin lovingly, running her hand through his tangled hair and kissing his sweaty forehead. Slowly he straightened and sat cross-legged against the wall. Kenshin pulled Kaoru into his lap, embracing her flush to his heated body. He kissed her searingly, tasting himself on her tongue. Kaoru tucked herself in his neck, relishing his closeness.

 

“There's one part of you that's clean,” Kaoru giggled, “Did you like that, Kenshin?” He pulled back to lazily smile down at her. She caressed his flushed cheek.

 

“I think “like” is an understatement,” Kenshin smiled sleepily, still trying to catch his breath.

 

“You've never had that done to you before?” her question more of a statement.

 

“No… and you certainly put all of my dreams to shame,” he kissed her blushing cheek.

 

“Oro? And which woman were you dreaming of doing that for you, exactly?” she teased jealously. He chuckled.

 

“Hmmm? You might know her… she's a stunning beauty with a beautifully shining heart... I've always dreamed of being with her like that, but I also believe I very much do not deserve her, de gozaru,” he confessed smiling.

 

“Only like that?” she caressed his chest.

 

“Truthfully, I've had many…” he kissed her nose, “… many…” he kissed her cheek, “fantasies about her…” he drove his tongue through her parted lips where they pleasurably wrestled for a bit.

 

“So that means you never would have asked me to try that, right?” she giggled, tickling him. Kenshin chuckled, then retrospected.

 

“I remember, back in the Bakumatsu hearing the other men talk about fellatio, albeit rather crudely… Honestly, I'd always imagined what it would feel like as I'd heard so much… Kaoru?” he blushed shamefully crimson as his thoughts took another turn.

 

“Nani, Kenshin?” she smiled at his shy blush.

 

“Ano… Kaoru…” Kaoru took the initiative and passionately kissed him. He trailed one hand down to her hip, brushing across her skin to palm over an inner thigh.

 

“Kaoru, you've tasted me… but I haven't had the chance… I-I want… I would like…”

 

“Kenshin, Aishiteru,” she whispered, holding his gaze as she moved his hand to cover herself. Finally on familiar grounds again, Kenshin massaged his middle finger on her core, stroking down to her opening. He sharply sucked in his breath…

 

“You're so wet,” he whispered lustily, his virility well-pleased.

 

“Is that bad?” she asked innocently, suddenly ashamed of her body.

 

“No, the opposite,” he smiled and kissed her, lightly rubbing his thumb on her core. A warm gush coated the finger inside of her, lust fueling his continued lock with her eyes as his finger easily slipped in and out of her. Kaoru panted heavily; her eyes started to close. Kenshin suddenly stood up, startling her. He lifted her into his arms and swiftly entered the bedroom, kicking open one of the two futons. Gently laying her down, he again entered her with his finger.

 

“Look at me, Kaoru,” Kenshin commanded, and she forced her eyes open on his as he stroked her moisture. His finger discovered her inner jewel and Kaoru arched beautifully into his hand. Kenshin's arousal quickly re-awakened as her every breath changed to gasps and moans.

 

“Kami… kirei,” he crooned, laying his body half on top of her, reaching her lips for another heated kiss. Slowly, he spread her legs further apart, edging in a leg to join his hand…

 

“Kenshin…” she panted, electricity rushing through her nerves each time he touched her jewel. He kissed his way down her neck to her breasts, taking a nipple into his mouth without pause. Switching to quickly suckle the other nipple, he continued his downward trek. Kaoru whimpered when he removed his hand, then hissed as his tongue and teeth assaulted her core.

 

“Kami, Kenshin!” she cried out as he spread her legs further apart, dipping his tongue inside to drink her. Moving back up to her core, he laved his tongue up and down over her core and middle. He inserted two fingers, stroking them hard and quick against her jewel.

 

“KENSHIN!” she shrieked as a phenomenal orgasm rocketed through her body, her clear ejaculate gushing out to soak his hand. His tongue efficiently cleansed her as his lubricated hand moved down to absently stroke himself. He moved up to lean over her, proudly regarding her flushed countenance. She looked up to see him between her widely spread legs, his manhood not touching, but so close…

 

“Kenshin…” Kaoru whispered lovingly, and reached up to pull him down on top herself. She kissed him passionately, tasting herself for the first time.

 

“Kenshin, I'm not a virgin…” she breathed out. He rubbed his leaking tip against her core and middle, taking her breath away.

 

“I know, that doesn't matter to me... Aishiteru, Kaoru,” he declared ardently into her eyes as he slowly pushed into her. Her mouth opened in a sweet O, her moan almost his undoing.

 

“Aishiteru, Kenshin.” Kenshin possessively claimed her lips. All of a sudden, he gasped and stilled. Kaoru stared up at him confused. He pulled out a bit, then pushed further in…

 

“Kaoru?” puzzlement lacing his sexy tones.

 

“Nani, Kenshin? Why did you stop?” she questioned. He stared at her, shock retarding the realization of truth. Slowly, a gentle smile bourgeoned on his features.

 

“Kaoru, this is going to hurt… are you sure you're ready?” he asked again. She smiled.

 

“Mou Kenshin, you focus too much on other people's feelings!” she chastised him; he chuckled. Kenshin leaned down, kissing her fervently as he pulled her legs to wrap around his waist. He slowly built up some friction with just his tip as he gradually pushed in further and further. Kaoru moaned, rubbing her hands over his back, encouraging him to continue. Kenshin worked his hands under her shoulders and caught her mouth in a deliciously soul-searing kiss. Without breaking his stride, he pulled almost all the way out and slammed himself in, hungrily swallowing her scream of lost innocence. Kaoru clawed Kenshin's back, leaving long angry streaks. He lovingly kissed away her brief tears of pain, holding still as he waited for her to adjust to his intrusion.

 

“Kaoru…” he whispered to her. She opened her eyes to his kind smile. “You just felt something… break… inside of you, didn't you?” she blinked owlishly, then nodded confused. Kenshin smiled patiently and kissed her.

 

“You didn't feel this with Mauvais, right?” he questioned further, nuzzling her cheek. Kaoru thought about it, and shook her head no. “Megumi-dono was right; Mauvais failed to take your virginity,” Kenshin explained.

 

“Kenshin, I don't understand… Mauvais was inside of me, just like you are now…”

 

“Koishii, I just broke your barrier… the barrier Mauvais didn't take the chance to break himself,” he intensely studied her eyes. Kaoru took a deep breath stunned. It was another few seconds before the shock wore off, happiness brilliantly lighting up her features.

 

“Kenshin!” she smiled, tears of happiness falling unbidden as she tightly embraced him. Kenshin laughed happily and kissed her ear affectionately. He moved subtlely and Kaoru moaned in pleasure.

 

“Kaoru, gomen… if I had known, I would never have gone so fast--“ Kaoru grabbed him into a harsh kiss. When he pulled away and tried again to speak, she kissed him again, this time holding his head firmly in place. Kenshin chuckled into their kiss and roamed his free hand over her body. Focusing on their kisses and touches, he carefully pulled out a bit and pushed back in softly. Kaoru buried a hand into his hair deepening their endearment. Kenshin gradually built up speed and power, Kaoru meeting his movements unconsciously. He laved kisses on her neck and shoulders, enthralled with her moans and sighs. He used his free hand to grab beneath one of her knees and pushed it up to her shoulder, sharply changing his angle. Every stroke hitting her inner jewel dead-on coursed pure bliss through Kaoru. Her moans merged into high-pitched gasps as he moved faster, pulling her shoulder down to meet each thrust. Kaoru squeezed her leg higher around his middle, allowing his movements to flow more freely. He felt her body tremble strongly as waves of completion overwhelmed her…

 

“Come for me, Koishii,” he suckled her ear, then drove his tongue into its channel.

 

“KENSHIN!” she howled and drove her nails into his back, drawing blood. Her channel convulsed impossibly tight around him, her ejaculate coating him in boiling liquid heat. He savagely pounded into her orgasm.

 

“KAORU!” he bellowed, eyes white as he jabbed himself deeply inside of her, perfectly flushed. Her womb drank all of his release, greedily allowing none to escape. Kaoru felt his release and sighed satiated. She kissed his cheek, wondering why he'd stopped moving. Carefully slipping her arms under his chest, she gently lifted him off herself to find Kenshin had passed out from his release. Lowering him back to her chest, Kaoru settled his head comfortably and embraced him, following him into the tender darkness.

 

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Special Thanks:

Jenniebennie - I wholeheartedly agree in that I would love Kenshin to live with me too… *giggles* You were right in your assumption about Kaoru's innocence; thank you for picking up on the hints. :)

Ginny (aka Kokoronagomu) - “gifted and talented artist” Oh gods… *swoons!*. I just can't get this smile off my face. Thank you! :)

Neko-lady - Admittedly, I have all of this story written already except for the final two, rough-draft chapters, which I'm still working on. I was too scared to make the same mistake I'd made a few years ago with “Heero and Relena,” so I decided I would write the entire story before publishing any chapters, hence my quick updates. Thank you and I hope you like this chapter as well; it's only going to get steamier from here… ;P

 

Katajikenai, minna-san.

 

Glossary:

 

-dono = an honorific pronoun suffix addressed to someone of important standing… Kenshin uses this over-excessively in connection with his Kenjougo (polite) language use

-san = an honorific pronoun suffix addressed to someone whom is older, or is a stranger

Aishiteru = I love you

Ano = an exclamation, “Ummm”

Bakemono = monster

Bakumatsu = The Late Tokugawa Shogunate period in Japan's history from 1853-1867, ending with the Boshin War of 1868 and the final battle at Toba-Fushimi

Battou-jutsu = (Quick Draw Technique) by whipping the sword out of its sheath, one can increase its speed twice- or three-fold, which can kill with one blow without taking a single blow from one's opponent. This is a real-life kenjutsu technique.

Battousai = Kenshin's name during the Bakumatsu Revolutionary War per his sword-fighting specialty, Battoujutsu… the -sai at the end designates him as a Battoujutsu Master, having perfected every Battou-technique possible

Daijoubu = “It's ok.”, “Are you ok?”, “Everything will be alright.”

De gozaru = an obsolete phrase of extreme politeness added to the end of sentences, roughly translated to “that it is”, a form of “to be”… (I only use one conjugation of de gozaru to keep things simple.)

Fundoshi = Japanese male loincloth

Gomen = I'm sorry

Hai = Yes

Hitokiri = Assassin

Juban = undergarment worn beneath kimonos

Kami = God

Ken-jutsu = swordsmanship, sword-play

Kimono = traditional full-length garment of Japan

Kirei = beautiful

Koishii = a term of endearment usually used by the husband

Kuso = curse for “Damn!”

Mou = geez

Nani? = What?

Obi = Japanese belt which holds kimonos closed

Ore = “ I “ (typical brash male pronoun)

Oro = an exclamation, only slightly similar to the English “huh?”

Rurouni = homeless wanderer, vagabond

Sakabatou = Kenshin's reversed-blade sword

Sessha = this humbled one

Yukata = a very light kimono worn to bed