Samurai Deeper Kyo Fan Fiction ❯ In The Light of Day ❯ In The Light of Day ( Chapter 1 )

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Yukimura X Okuni no Izumo (lemon)

A continuation from Distant Memories & Misery Loves Company.

Yukimura and Okuni sample their similariries, while dealing with the harsh reality that they may never be able to adjoin their goals. Their relationship, while consumated, is still left wanting....

THE E-LEMON-TH HOUR FICLET CHALLENGE
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The theme for this challenge was ** EXHAUSTION. WHEN YOU'RE EXHAUSTED, YOU BEHAVE DIFFERENTLY. SOME BECOME MORE HONEST... SOME MORE SILLY... SOME MORE HORNY. TIRE SOME CHARACTERS OUT AND SEE WHAT HAPPENS! **

Anime/Manga: Samurai Deeper Kyo Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 06.28.2005 | Pages: 4 | Words: 4.8K | Visits: 713 | Status: Work In Progress

THE E-LEMON-TH HOUR FICLET CHALLENGE

MAHIRU: WEEK EIGHT *LATE! cuz I did Week 7 was the first chapter of this ficlet... and Week 6 as chapter 2! I'll catch up with all my late fics this week with Week 9 as the final (?) chappy in my mini Yukimura X Okuni saga

THEME: ** EXHAUSTION. WHEN YOU'RE EXHAUSTED, YOU BEHAVE DIFFERENTLY. SOME BECOME MORE HONEST... SOME MORE SILLY... SOME MORE HORNY. TIRE SOME CHARACTERS OUT AND SEE WHAT HAPPENS! **

Here are the usual disclaimers... I don't own any part of Samurai
Deeper Kyo nor do I get paid or benefit in any way shape or form
from my writing...

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* *= thoughts

In the Light of Day

Okuni awoke just as the sun was peaking up over the horizon. She was still on the cliff with Yukimura.

He had pulled her into his lap as she slept and wound his arms conveniently around her bosom. Sighing at his attempts, she silently moved out of his hands.

He mumbled something incoherent and blinked a couple times before nodding off again. Content that he was still asleep, Okuni set herself in a patch of warm morning sun and unwound her tangled obi.

She was tired still from sleeping in such an awkward position after staying up so late. Yukimura was still a mystery, but she understood him. She felt that he alone could possibly understand her a little too.

She pulled a bone comb from her pouch and started to work on the tangles in her hair. Being so long, it kept getting caught in the folds of her haori.

Checking once again that Yukimura was sleeping she slipped out of the haori and laid it out in the sun beside her. She hurried to fix the bands that held her breasts bound just incase he woke up and started causing mischief again.

The sun felt so good against her skin. She relaxed as she worked the knots out of her hair. She could feel the heat warming the tresses and the birds had started singing their morning songs.

She yawned. She was still so tired and achy. At least she was able to have a nice quiet morning without the usual rabble. It was nice traveling with Kyo and his group, but the peace and quiet was a change of pace she welcomed.

She looked back at Yukimura. He looked relaxed. He usually carried himself with a casual and lax manner, but she knew that he was always thinking ahead. He really was quite handsome when he wasn't stirring up trouble.

Okuni sat watching the sunrise and pondered her curiosity for the samurai. He evoked such different emotions in her than Kyo or even Kyoshiro did. He was playful, but still such a masculine presence.

His intensity in battle rivaled that of Demon Eyes Kyo. That had both shocked and secretly pleased her. She had always been drawn to the danger and battle lust of an experienced warrior. A man drenched in sweat and blood did something to her. Made her feel that there was a woman inside of her. Not just a tool made by the world around her.

She knew that Yukimura differed from Kyo in that he willingly surrounded himself with followers and lovers. She also knew that the bond between the Sanada 10 and Yukimura himself was different than that of the lovers he took. He, like Kyo, still would not allow a close personal bond.

Well, that wasn't entirely true. Kyo had in the past and once again with Yuya Shina developed a strong bond. He just wouldn't allow himself to acknowledge it.

Yukimura only had the 10 and the fragile relationship of Kyo's party. Where did that leave her?

"You seem deep in thought, Okuni-san. Care to tell me what's on your mind? It's unlike you to let your guard down..." Okuni jumped as Yukimura's voice purred in her ear.

She felt so foolish for letting herself be caught off guard like that. She settled back down and regained her composure. "I thought you were sleeping."

"Nope! I felt you get up and I've been spying on you ever since! Nothing quite compares to the sight of a beautiful woman first thing in the morning!"

Yukimura took the comb from Okuni and sat at her back. He started to work on the warm strands that fell through his fingers.

Okuni bristled but allowed him to work on her hair. She was so tired and it always felt so good to have someone work on her hair. She relaxed in the sun and enjoyed the pampering. It had been quite sometime since anyone had willingly done something like this for her.

She leaned back on her hands and closed her eyes. The gentle pulling of her hair and the warming morning breeze was so nice. Yukimura sat close and she could faintly smell his scent in the air.

The silence between them was companionable. Neither had allowed in the past for a safety zone in their relationship. It seemed natural for them to be together. At the same time, neither could allow the barriers between them to crumble completely.

Yukimura smoothed her long hair, now tangle free, over her shoulder. He moved to the other bare shoulder and placed a long wet kiss.

~~End of Hour~~

"Okuni-san, You really are quite lovely. Can we forget the world and just savor this morning. I promise not to tell a soul if you're naughty!" Yukimura slid his tongue into her ear.

She let a soft moan escape before leaning back into his clutches. "If you do tell, I'll do more than wring your neck!" She let the threat hang in the air and met his kiss hungrily.

Yukimura played with her lips and tongue while searching for the tucked in end of the binding that kept her breasts from him.

Her body responded to the searching and she felt her nipples straining to be freed. Okuni guided his hand to the hidden end before reaching her arms back over her head to pull him deeper into the kiss.

Practiced hands made short work of her bands and cupped her flesh gently. She arched and moved closer between his legs as he still sat behind her.

He pressed against her back and trailed kisses over her neck and shoulders. Freeing one hand he released the ties that bound his top and slid his lithe body free. She clawed at his neck as she felt the warmth of his flesh against hers.

Tiring of her loose hair tangling between them Okuni deftly tied the length in a knot of itself. Thus freeing more of her flesh to contact.

Yukimura was whispering and nuzzling something she didn't care to understand or hear. She felt his hands creeping lower. Seeking the knots that bound her hakama.

Okuni pulled herself to her knees and turned to face Yukimura. He sat grinning boyishly up at her. With his shirt off the scars and definition of his muscles betrayed his youthful appearance.

This was the warrior. This was the man. This was the serious side to his nature.

Okuni slipped her hakama off and leaned over her lover. He'd reclined to watch her again with sun at her back.

She felt his hands reach for her waist and lowered her body to his. She now held the upper hand. She could feel his intensity building. That presence he held in battle, she needed that presence to be inside of her body.

She kissed her way over his chest. Biting and licking at the scars there. His muscles jumped and twitched under her touches.

She felt his length hardening against her leg as it strained to touch her. Not yet... she had to find his intense focus...

He slid strong hands over her body and found ever crevasse to explore. She moaned against his tight chest and took a tiny hardened nipple into her mouth. He rewarded her again when his hands found her nipples and tugged and teased them.

She could feel her body tightening and dampening under his touches, but he wasn't ready yet. She still needed more from him.

The ends of her hair still trailed long tendrils beyond their confines and she saw Yukimura shiver. She smiled. She hadn't expected the man to be ticklish.

She let her hair fall over her shoulder more as she trailed her tongue to his navel. He clutched at her shoulders as her kiss found the hollows of his hips.

He was so slender and defined. She had no problem slipping his garment straight off of his rear and discarding it to the side.

Finally free his manhood stood at attention waiting for her. Yukimura had closed his eyes and given his body over to her. His head was tossed back and his breath was becoming more ragged.

She used her hand to steady his member as she lowered her mouth to it. The taste at the tip clung to her lips as she surrounded his head.

She took him slowly into her mouth. Moving only her tongue and teeth over his hardened flesh. Her other hand cupped his sac gently and probed his sensitive area just behind it.

Keeping a firm gentle pressure there she moved her mouth faster over him. He was still growing larger as she worked.

His hands lost themselves in her hair. It was splayed over his torso blocking him from seeing what she was doing to his lower body. He moaned her name and fisted her hair tight.

He was straining to arch into her mouth as she brought him closer and closer to his climax. She could feel her own body's response to his eager play running down her thigh.

Suddenly he pulled her mouth away from him with an audible POP. He was finally looking at her with the need and lust that she'd sought.

She climbed back over him and straddled his member. Grabbing her hips he drove her body on to his.

She arched her back in pleasure as the drive of the samurai took her. He thrust deeply into her core and his hands mastered the rhythm with her hips.

His eyes locked onto hers. Wild and unabandoned pleasure. She matched him at every turn.

He sat with her still straddling him and devoured her breasts. His teeth sought the tender undersides and nipped until she was crying out for more.

Her body clutched at his as he moved skillfully inside of her. Gently forcing her body to succumb to his whims. He moved her to various prone positions while coaxing her closer and closer to the edge of orgasm.

Always holding her back just before she could crest, and then driving her to new heights and experiences.

Her hair fell loose and fanned out around her head as he crashed her to the ground atop of their strewn clothing. He buried his face in the wild tangles that he'd made.

Her legs wrapped around his waist and her fingers bit into the muscles of his arms. She could do no more but to hold on and let him ride her.

She'd known that he had experience and she had been no saintly shrine maiden, but she'd still never known passion like his.

This was everything she'd hoped it would be. His thrusts were growing more and more urgent and were driving her body hard against the ground.

His eyes bore into hers. Capturing her into a game of intense rapture. She felt her muscles giving themselves over to her pleasure. She cried out and pulled him to her as she rode out her orgasm. He'd finally allowed her to plunge over the edge into madness and freedom from reality.

His kiss was fevered and he devoured her. She felt his ridged member jerk deep within her as he held he hips still to his and emptied himself completely.

He collapsed on top of her and kissed the hollow of her throat and the valley pooled with sweat between her breasts. He traced her curves and angles with his fingers as he rested in her embrace.

Her hands lazily stroked his damp hair back from his face. Completely exhausted, they laid entwined in the sunlight. There were no words between them. Still just a comfortable understanding.

However brief their coupling had been, it had far exceeded either's expectations. As the glamour of aftermath faded; it left them with the coming days to consider.

Okuni wondered as she watched the sun creeping higher into the sky, if this too would end in loneliness... or if this time she could dare to care for a man. Yukimura was a man that she could have feelings for. Not like Kyo or Kyoshiro, but he made her feel good. Or if this man would be like all the others... with no room in his heart, but only in his bed as he used her as the means to an end.

End of Volume 8 Challenge!

Wah! Eri-chan is really in the swing of things this week! Yay... I hope you all enjoy this! I tried to redeem myself for the teaser from yesterday so this is just straight lemon!

& those of you who follow the challenges know how the next chapter will start and end... so you have that to fuel your imaginations while I work out the rest of the story!