Samurai Deeper Kyo Fan Fiction ❯ Useless Bubbles ❯ Useless Bubbles ( One-Shot )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

USELESS BUBBLES
A 1-hr Challenge Samurai Deeper Kyo Piece

Written By Miyu, Vampire Princess


CHALLENGE 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!

AUTHOR'S NOTES:
Lookie! Finally got around to that follow-up to my "Tempered Restraint" piece from WAY back when. I wasn't going to write for this challenge. Then I was. Then I wasn't. Then I decided...sure, why not? Kyo x Yuya pairing. Lemon content, mostly PWP. A Standard disclaimer follows the story.




'Gods, this feels SO good.'

The minute hot water touched tired flesh, Shiina Yuya knew that she could die happy in the bathhouse. Steam filled the air around her, relaxing her while the water helped to sooth her aching muscles and limbs. Carefully she sat in the tub, rinsing away the last of the soap she had used to wash herself. Fully submerged, tiny soap bubbles forming on the water's surface, she closed her eyes and recalled the events of the past week.

It had been one fight after another. The Mibu were ruthless dogs! And their legions were plentiful. Thankfully Kyo had managed to hold them off, despite several injuries he had incurred during the last big fight. He didn't look tired, nor did he complain, but you could hear exhaustion in his voice. The young woman was sure he was as worried as she. Time was running out and they still had so far to go.

He was certainly a different Kyo from the one she had attended just a week before. Worn out, he relaxed by consuming large amount of sake and watching women at the local lodge. He was quiet for the most part - as he always was - but the strange look she had seen in his eyes when she had tended his wounds was missing.

While she'd never admit it out loud, she missed that look. His predatory glances, the way his body spoke of something more than casualness, they heated her beyond anything she'd ever known. Just like the hot water touching every curve, every line.

Yuya let out a sigh, sinking deeper into the water. 'The heat must be getting to me.'

She cared for Kyo, but...could she call it love? Certainly not! Love was something shared, cherished between two people. He didn't love her, of that she was certain! But...there was an attraction there. Something much more tangible...more physical. Scary as it was, she had given thought to those looks and glances over the past week, hoping for more.

There were none though, even as she tended his wounds that evening just before dinner. The meal had been eaten in silence and separate paths were taken as they left. He took off for only the gods knew where, and she to the bathhouse. It had been nearly a week since she'd taken a bath, and the only comment Kyo did give her was:

"You stink, woman! Bathe for gods sake!"

Recalling that comment was enough to spark a fire in her chest as much as those images from the prior week served to spark flames in other areas of her body. Slowly she released the anger, allowing those images she had conjured within her mind to relax her further. What harm would it do to dream, especially in the bath where Kyo would certainly not appear?

Shyly, yet boldly, Yuya's hands began to roam her body. Skin so sensitive, even she couldn't suppress a shiver while covered by the warm water. In fact, she suddenly felt as if her body had caught fire, real flames touching where her fingers touched. All the while images that would be forbidden to public view crossed her mind. Images grounded in real life. Of a man she knew she would never have. Of a man who barely showed emotion, even in the most relaxing and juvenile of circumstances. Of a man she would follow forever.

Or until she got the bounty, whichever came first.

One hand gently cupping and squeezing a breast, she surprised herself by pressing two fingers close to her sexual center. Shockwaves rifted through her middle, out into her aching limbs. She was slightly new to these forbidden feelings, but she couldn't help herself.

And her sore muscles weren't the only things aching anymore.

She could feel it, where the warmth of her desire pooled and grew hotter. Another finger was added, then another, until her entire hand stroked over her aroused flesh. Then by accident or coincidence, the tip of one finger slipped just inside of her, causing her to groan. Closing her eyes to the pleasure of her thoughts and self-ministrations, she allowed two fingers to slide as far inside of her as she could get them. Biting her bottom lip to keep from making any additional noise, she moved those fingers around, back and forth, in and out until the building fire exploded around her, her body went numb and her mind went blank.

Slowly the steam began to fade from Yuya's mind. Her body slack and relaxed in the cooling water, she slowly opened her eyes. She could see the last of the warm steam rising into the air. She could see that the tiny bubbles that had formed were now gone.

And she could see the blood red eyes of Demon Eyes Kyo.

Before she could structure a horrified scream in her mind -- no more bubbles to protect her naked body -- his lips descended upon hers. He ground against her, kissing her with unrestrained passion. With need. She responded as she had in a dream, returning his passion with unskilled lips and tongue.


*****END OF HOUR*****


Her unskilled lips didn't stop Kyo from placing his hands in the water, however, molding his palms to her curves. His fingers sought out those places she had previously touched. He left no part of her untouched, palms molding around her breasts as fingertips moved lower into a nest curls.

She moaned into the burning kiss, her own hands lifting out of the water, seeking purchase on any part of Kyo she could touch. Her fingers caressed the hard lines of his chest, tracing scars earned in the heat of battle. Fingertips lightly grazed over hardened nipples before moving again, trying to memorize something she only believed to be a dream.

But the feelings Kyo evoked were very real. The kiss finally broke, his lips moving to the crook of her neck and shoulder. He enjoyed the small noises she made as he squeezed her swelled flesh. Smiled against her throat as her body writhed beneath the touch of his fingers against her sex. Suppressed a groan as her fingernails dug into his shoulders and back. He was holding everything he had wanted a week ago, and he wasn't about to let go.

Yuya was vaguely aware of her body shifting, the water rising and spilling out of the tub as Kyo joined her. Glimpses of his naked body flitted through her idle brain. Her hands moved quickly to touch those places she had seen, including the erected flesh of his sex. She hardly noticed the contrasting difference between silk and steel. All she could imagine was that bit of length pleasuring her as she had dreamt. Her insides clenched and a moan drifted out into the bathhouse.

Kyo knew she was more than ready. Still he couldn't bring himself to force this on her. There was ample opportunity to escape, to argue. When no confrontation was forthcoming he swooped in again, capturing her lips in another mind-numbing kiss. He positioned them so that she was in his lap, again another opportunity to stop the madness consuming them both. When she said nothing, he grasped her hips, grinding his sex against hers. Anticipation swept them both, causing her to moan and him to shiver.

Blinking, she was glad that she didn't wake up from the dream. Was it a dream? Everything felt so very real. Even if it was a dream, she didn't care. She only cared about the rising need, the flames licking at every nerve cell in her body. Her head fell back as she felt the brush of his flesh against hers, pushing her hips into him in hope of fulfilling her desire.

"Not just yet," she heard him mutter.

Raising her arms, snaking them around his shoulders and neck, the young woman looked at the warrior and asked, "Am I dreaming?"

His smile was hungry, like an animal about to be fed the most delicious meal. "Woman, this is as real as it gets," Kyo growled. With his hands on her hips, he eased himself inside of her. Instinct wanted him to take, but any rash action would destroy the mood the warm bath had created.

Yuya was distracted enough trying to separate imagination from reality that even the tearing of her maidenhead was more like a bee sting, and the pain just as easily forgotten. She gasped in awe as she felt the tip of him hit something solid inside of her. Her breath caught as he slid out of her, then sighed, smiling happily as he pushed inside of her again.

The slow pace was madness to Kyo, until Yuya quickened her motions. His hold on her hips slackened and he let her follow her own rhythm. Laying as far back in the tub as he could he watched as the young woman rode him. What would she think of this experience after the effects of the bath wore off? He wouldn't be drinking a lot of sake any time soon, he was sure of that.

But even the lack of sake would be bearable to not being able to have this woman every night.

He would deal.

Yuya gasped as she rode him as hard as she could, wanting to be filled by him. Wanting to reach that blinding light that was just shy of being attainable. As if sensing her need, Kyo shifted positions, taking command as she was pushed backward. Her shoulders and chest remained out of the water, her arms weaving around his neck. She held on for dear life as she felt him pounding away. Taking his pleasure as he gave her hers.

The first death grip of her muscles around him signaled the beginnings of her release. Out of the corner of his eye he caught the look of surprise and elation as she peaked. Her body straightened, then went slack in his arms. He continued to thrust until he felt his end approach, and gave in willingly.

'Yep, a bath wasn't that bad after all. For either of us."

When it was all said and done, Yuya laid back in the tub, weary and exhausted from her exerted efforts. Her eyes tried to be accusing, even as they slid shut. Kyo moved away from her, unjoining their bodies as she muttered, "I wasn't dreaming."

"No," Kyo said, lifting the girl from the tub. "But I imagine your dreams are going to be very interesting from now on.

"And the water will need replaced. The innkeeper will not be pleased."


~FIN~


DISCLAIMER: I do not own the characters presented in this ficlet. Not mine. No. I simply borrowed them from Akimine Kamijyo for the short time it took me to write this. Me not getting any money, so you no sue please.