Authors Note: I know I haven't posted in a while, but this just came to me. It my first time writing a story like, well, like this kind of story if you know what I mean;) Any constructive criticism is greatly welcomed! I hope you enjoy and that its not too bad.
Haruka and Yakumo walked into their new apartment a little past 1 am. They'd just arrived home from their wedding reception. They maneuvered their way to the bedroom, having to side step all the boxes that still needed to be unpacked.
"I'll go change in the bathroom," Yakumo mumbled quietly. As he disappeared into the bathroom connected to the bedroom, Haruka looked at herself in the mirror, noticing her cheeks were slightly flushed from the champagne she had earlier that evening. She became even more flustered when she thought about how tonight would be her and Yakumo's first night. Calm down, you have to keep your cool. What'll Yakumo say if he comes out and sees you like this? "What're you blushing for idiot?" Heh, yeah, that's definitely something he would say.
Haruka started by gently removing her jewelry and laying it on top of the dresser near the window. Next, she reached up and let her hair down out of its bun. She'd been growing her hair out for a year now, so now it reached shoulders. She ran her fingers through her soft locks, gently fingering out the small curls and waves. She sat down on the bed, which was set up ahead of time so that they'd have somewhere to sleep before unpacking, and unstrapped her heels. She pulled her foot up, gingerly rubbing it as it throbbed from all the standing and dancing she'd been doing that night, when she heard the bathroom door open. "You're still not changed?" Yakumo observed as he left the bathroom, wearing his usual white button down shirt with a pair of black sweats. He noticed her rubbing her foot, and a concerned look crossed his face as he kneeled down in front of her, taking her foot in his hands as he began to massage it gently.
"Y-Yakumo, you don't have too…" she stammered. Her cheeks flushed a deeper shade of crimson than they did before. Why am I getting so embarrassed? He's just rubbing my foot… She thought to herself. "U-Umm, I still need to change…Could you wait in the hallway, please?"
"Okay, but only this once," Yakumo smirked. This only made Haruka blush even more. Oh my gosh, he is really not helping… Once she heard the door shut, it hit her. The zipper is on the back of her dress, meaning she's going to need someone to unzip it for her, and the only other person there was Yakumo… She looked like a tomato now. She sat down on the bed, mildly distraught. Once she built up her courage, she walked quietly to the door and knocked quietly. She heard Yakumo answer, standing right next to the door, "Are you done?"
"Not exactly.." she answered timidly.
"Then what is it?"
"My dress… the zippers on the back and I can't reach myself…can you do it for me?" she peeped quietly.
At first, all she heard was silence, then he finally answered "Sure," quietly. He slowly opened the door, eyes focused on his feet. Wait, is he actually embarrassed? He walked up behind her, and when she looked in the mirror at him, she could see that his ears were light pink. She felt his hand at the zipper, and as he slowly unzipped her, his hand barely touched her, ghosting down her back, sending a shudder through her. The zipper ended just below the top of her lacy white panties, and he could see the back of the matching lacy white bra she wore. Upon seeing this, Yakumo had to swallow hard. He gently wrapped his arms around her from behind, resting his head on her shoulder so that his mouth was right next to her ear. "You look beautiful tonight," he whispered in her ear. Haruka had to fight off another wave of shivers at the feeling of his hot breath hitting her ear, and his deep, soft voice next to it.
He slowly turned Haruka around to face him. Still wrapped in his arms, she found herself inches away from Yakumo's face, and his beautiful crimson eye. Completely mesmerized, all she could do was gaze into his eyes. They stayed like that for a while, just gazing at each other in each other's arms. Yakumo's face slowly moved toward hers, his hot lips gently catching hers. Haruka wasn't used to him kissing her, so she was a little shocked and forgot how to respond. When she snapped out of it, she let herself give in to his kiss, bringing her hands to his chest and grasping his shirt, yanking him closer. Yakumo was shocked at her sudden boldness, but then took it as a signal that it was okay for him to deepen the kiss. He gingerly sucked on her lower lip before gently taking it in between his teeth, lightly nibbling.
Haruka gasped lightly, before leaning more into Yakumo as one of this hands came up to gently run itself through her hair. Haruka couldn't help but moan into his mouth when she felt his tongue run lightly along her lip, asking for permission to enter. She gladly obliged. She moaned again only, louder, when she felt his hot tongue begin to dance with hers. When they finally came up for air, they were both panting lightly. Yakumo took the opportunity to kiss up her jaw to her ear, and to gently nibble on her lobe before working his way back down to her neck. He lightly kissed until he found her pulse, where he lightly nipped and then sucked, being sure to leave a mark. He was quite pleased to find a new sensitive spot, and he made a mental note of how loudly she moaned when he kissed her there. He nibbled, sucked, licked, and kissed the rest of the way down to her collar bone.
Yakumo lightly kissed across Haruka's shoulder until he found her shoulder strap, where he began to gently slide it off. "Y-Yakumo…" she gasped, obviously embarrassed. Yakumo felt her tensing up, and returned to her lips to tenderly kiss her until he felt her relax again.
"You don't have to be embarrassed. It's just me," he said with a smile she'd never seen before. It was so gentle and tender, Haruka was left speechless. "You don't need to be shy about your body either. I'll find you beautiful no matter what." With his tender words, she let him slip the straps of her dress off her shoulders, allowing her whole dress to fall and pool around her ankles. Yakumo returned his attentions back to her lips, and he was surprised to feel her fingers fumbling shakily with the first button of his shirt. He gave a soft laugh against her lips before he pulled back so that she could focus her attentions on removing his shirt. Haruka's hands were so shaky that she kept fumbling and couldn't get the first button undone. Yakumo brought his hands up to hers, guiding her fingers in undoing the buttons. Once his shirt was finally open, Haruka placed her hands on his chest and slowly ran them down, across his stomach and to the top of this pants, where she could see his manhood straining to get through the loose fabric of his sweats. She blushed a deeper shade of crimson before running her hands back up his chest and too his shoulders, enjoying the feel his toned muscle moving beneath her fingers. Haruka pushed his shirt off of his shoulders, allowing it to join her dress on the ground.
Haruka's hands found the top of Yakumo's sweats again. Yakumo's lips crashed back into hers, his hands finding themselves in her hair. Haruka gently pulled the fabric over his hard length, before letting his pants fall to his ankles so that he could step out of them. He lightly pushed her back until she felt the backs of her legs hitting the bed. Yakumo continued to gently push Haruka until she felt her back on the soft, luxurious mattress. She noticed that Yakumo was now on top of her, with one leg in between hers, and his hands on both sides of her head. It was then that Haruka also noticed that the lights were still on. "Yakumo?" she asked timidly.
"Hmm?" was his only reply.
"Do you think we could turn the lights off?"
"Not a chance," he said as he smirked back up at her.
"But why not? It's embarrassing…" she shyly said, blushing.
"I want to see all of you," he explained in a husky voice, making Haruka blush even more. "And secondly, I already told you. You don't need to be embarrassed, its only me. You're beautiful Haruka," the way her name rolled off of his lips in that husky voice sent a new wave of shivers down her spine, and these ones she couldn't suppress. That was when Yakumo's hand went behind her back, unclasping her bra. Haruka gasped at the feeling of the cold hair hitting her bare breasts, and she quickly covered herself when Yakumo completely removed the bra. "Don't do that," Yakumo chided, gently taking her wrists and moving her hands away from her breasts. "I told you, I want to see all of you."
He released Haruka's wrists, one hand interlocking fingers with hers. He kissed down her chest from her collar bone, when her free hand caught his strong shoulder, grabbing his attention. He looked up at her questioningly. "I-I've never done this, Yakumo… I'm really nervous…" she said uncertainly.
Yakumo smiled back at her with that same smile as before. It made him happy that she could tell him something that embarrassing and personal. "It's okay, I haven't either and I am too."
"You sure don't act like it…" Haruka muttered, breaking free of his gaze. That's when Yakumo reached up and took the hand she had placed on his shoulder and put it over his heart. She could feel it thrumming rapidly in his chest. "Yakumo…one more thing…. Do you love me?"
"Of course I do," he answered. "Why else would I have married you?"
"How much…How much do you love me?"
"More than you'll ever know," he answered, being completely honest. His honesty shocked Haruka. She would have expected him to give her some more aloof answer, let alone answer the question at all.
In the next moment, Yakumo's hot mouth claimed her breast. First kissing and licking his way around the swell of her breast, before finally claiming the hard pink bud with his mouth, swirling his tongue around it, and occasionally lightly biting it. Haruka moaned loudly before covering her mouth with her hand. Her face turned even brighter red. She'd never made a sound like that before. Yakumo came back up to whisper in her ear, "I want to make you moan like that again," before going back down and giving the same treatment to her other breast. When he was finally finished teasing Haruka, he let his hand slide down her stomach to her moist panties. He slowly slipped a finger inside the waistband, before just as slowly sliding them down and off her legs before discarding them to the floor, just for his boxers to follow suit.
Yakumo let his hand slide down and start to massage Haruka's wet folds, before finally slipping a finger in. Haruka moaned even louder before Yakumo's lips claimed hers again. He slipped in one more finger, thrusting them in and out slowly before curling them ever so slightly, hitting that spot of white-hot pleasure. Haruka's hips bucked lightly against his hand. He removed his fingers and instead spread her legs open the rest of the way. He gently angled her hips and himself, before lightly pressing himself into Haruka. Yakumo went slow, constantly looking at her face for any sign of pain. When he finally came to that point of resistance, he claimed Haruka's lips with his once more before quickly thrusting in, breaking her barrier. She yelped into his mouth, whimpering as a few tears escaped her eyes.
Yakumo stayed still so that she would adjust faster, while he quietly wiped her tears away and kissed her cheeks. When she finally gave him a nod saying the pain had subsided, he began to slowly move his hips. Haruka gasped, surprised at the pleasure she was feeling. Yakumo began to pick up a little speed before finding a rhythm they both agreed on without words. They both broke into a thin sheen of sweat, both panting heavily. Haruka wrapped her arms around Yakumo, lightly running her hands down his back, feeling his muscles moving beneath the skin. She could feel the pressure slowly building within her, and Yakumo was beginning to lose control as well. When Haruka finally hit her climax, Yakumo joined her. She dug her nails into Yakumo's shoulders. He winced a little as he buried his face in the crook of her neck. He could feel her muscles tightening around him, and she could feel his hot seed spilling into her. Haruka called out his name while he whispered "I love you"s and "You're so beautiful"s to her. Yakumo finally collapsed and rolled them onto their side so that they were facing each other.
"That was… just wow," she said after they'd both finally caught their breath. Yakumo just laughed tiredly and pulled her closer to him, her head resting on his arm under his chin. He adjusted himself so that he could bury his face in her hair, taking a deep smell of her. Heh, she smells like me, he thought to himself. We'll have to do this more often. Haruka fell asleep in his arms, and Yakumo stayed up just a little longer so that he could watch her. Looking at her, he whispered,
"I love you, Haruka. More than you'll ever know."
