Secret

The sun rose on a quiet morning in early spring, the sight of a house in the middle of a rural area that didn't quite belong with the rest dominated the landscape all across the city. While the location of the house wasn't unusual, it was the size comparable to the surrounding homes that made it stick out of place. The house, which was once a smaller two story home of a family of three was now nearly double in size. The two and a half story house had undergone some renovations over the past three months, which saw the inclusion of a half story floor added to the top floor, at least 5 more bedrooms, along with almost every hallway becoming nearly triple the size. All the neighbors that pasted the house took note that it was constantly receiving upgrades to every area of the house.

Most passersby would simply attribute the renovations to the idea of an expanding family that was well off enough to afford lavish housing in the middle of a neighborhood. Those who knew the family, or at least the spouses, knew that the family was not so well off that they could afford this much home improvement, and the ones who knew the son that was staying in the house while his parents were away on extended business trips suspected that the son was throwing wild parties that required constant repair work, which would explain the noise and shouting that occurred on a near daily basis. Yet those with suspicions just kept walking past, knowing that Kimihito Kurusu was, at heart, a good willed young man who was maybe enjoying his time free of parental guidance a little too much, but not enough to interfere.

Kimhito cracked two more eggs into the massive skillet of his equally massive kitchen. He had grown accustomed to setting up large meals with multiple dishes, plenty of sides, and enough so that there were leftovers to feed a small army and then some. But he rarely had any leftovers, since he was essentially feeding a small army, and with that came much higher food bills than he had ever needed on his own, along with a regular practice of cooking exotic, (although sometimes questionable) foods for his house guests.

He had easily figured out his first guest, Miia, after a quick skim on cooking needs for her and her species Lamias. Eggs and protein, she was simple to cook for. Once Papi showed up he had to balance even more meat for her, some of it cooked very lightly so it was questionable to whether he had cooked it at all, but the harpy didn't seem to complain. When Cerea came along he began to stock on greens of all kinds, and figuring out how to make a breakfast salad, but the centaur had offered him some pointers on how. With Mero, he always felt bad cooking up any sort of fish dish for her, but even with her being a mermaid she never seemed to mind. Suu would normally just eat whatever Papi ate, so he just made her portions doubled, but the slime girl always came along to take care of some of the disposable items like egg shells and vegetable cuttings for him. Rachnee always as mildly more exotic, but basically cooked meat sated the hunger for food in the arachnid, though always preferred 'a little Honey' instead, as she would say offhandedly after complimenting his cooking.

Once the final eggs had finished cooking, he set the large table for his guests and made himself some coffee to await their eventual emergence from their rooms and to sit down for breakfast before beginning their day. By the time he the timer had finished and he was pouring his first cup he heard a door shut quietly and someone coming down the stairs. Since Mero, Cerea and Papi all hard their rooms on the first floor, it was either Rachnee, Suu or Miia. Turning around to the stairs he spotted the red headed Lamia slither down the stairs rubbing one of her eyes, she spotted the table adorned with all the breakfasts foods that the girls ate and wide eyed a little, glancing over at Kurusu.

"Darling! I told you to let me make breakfast this morning, I wanted more practice at cracking eggs."

"I know Miia, but I was already up and figured I get a head start on breakfast this morning. I just didn't want to wake you up." This was mostly true, but Kimhito also knew if he were to enter the bedroom of the sleeping Lamia he may get pulled into her grasp and used as a heat blanket instead. Then it would take Cerea or Rachnee to get them out of bed, beside the scandal it may cause. She had a flash of light pass through her eyes, and her expression softened, looking onto Kimihito sensually.

"But Darling…how else will I get to be the best wife for you?"

She glided over to him by the sink where he was starting to wash off the skillet he used to cook the eggs, wrapping her arms around his chest and nuzzling into the crook of his neck. She pressed her nearly her entire front against his back, causing him to go a little stiff all over and drop the skillet in the sink at the feel of Miia's breasts pressed him with only a few pieces of clothes separating their bare skin from each other.

"Darling, you do want me to be a good wife for you right? All I want is a happy life with my Darling Kurusu." Her hands began to traverse the plains of his chest, slowly bringing them down the small ripples of his abs, ghosting closer to the lining of his pants. "I'll always bring you a breakfast in bed Darling…every meal if you wanted it. We could do almost everything in bed, Kurusu…" Miia then flicked her tongue against the back of his ear, as if she was tasting him. It was a feeling Kimihito had never felt in his life, causing him to go limp in the legs and squirm under Miia's ear licking.

He felt her tail loosely coil around his legs, her hands still roaming his entire torso now, eagerly clawing at his shirt. He pushed any feeling of numbness out of his mind and commanded his body to obey him again. Once again he found feeling returning to his legs and managed to wiggle around so that they were face to face. He looked into the eyes of his Lamia guest, attempting to tell her to stop before someone came downstairs. Kimihito had just started to open his mouth for his plea when Miia started to move forward towards his face. Instead of getting any word out, Miia placed her forehead against his, slowing humming with her eyes nearly closed, her lips curling up into a smile. Miia then slipped her hands down his shoulders, past his arms and grazing over his wrists, then flowing all the way to his hands. She then locked his hands behind his back with her own, fingers intertwined with her in a strong but gentle hold. Miia put her head back in the crook of his neck, lightly kissing and licking the exposed flesh of his neck.

"Darling could have anything he wanted…even me Darling. Especially me…" she licked circles up his neck, stopping to trace the outline of his jaw.

What is she doing all this for? When did she even learn this sort of thing? It can't be her mother gave her advice on seducing a man…who knows what the process is for a Lamia who doesn't have to share her mate with anyone. Miia's whole approach to love and relationships may have changed entirely.

Kimihito's mind was racing with all sorts of questions that immediately left him once Miia started landing butterfly kisses all along his cheek, stopping just before she got to the corner of his mouth, then pulling her head and chest back from him to give each of them an ample view of the other.

"All I ever wanted was a man like you to love me Darling…You want to protect me, you care for me in the smallest ways that touch my heart. But more importantly, you see me as an equal, as a real girl. Now I just want you to see me as a real woman, a woman that only wants to belong to you. And I want to have you all to myself…and now that Mama said I didn't have to make you into a communal husband, I won't to lose you to anyone."

She looked Kurusu in the eye, cocking her head and giving him a gentle smile, her face carrying a tinge of blush as she spoke. For Kimihito, his mind was blank and every thought of resistance had fled, instead he was genuinely touched that she felt so strongly about him. He had never seen Miia be this aggressive, and this forward about her desires. A few times in the past he found himself wanting to give into her advances, but this all held a new meaning together. His mind was in the clouds, riding high on what Miia was confessing to him, her breath on his lips being the only thing that grounded him into this moment.

"All you have to do is say so Darling…" She trailed off as she grazed Kimihito's lips. All thoughts vanished as she softly pressed herself fully against him. She released her lock on his hands, moving them around his back holding him in a light hug. She gingerly flicked her tongue against his lips in between her kisses, slowly parting them and flicking against his own tongue. Kimhito found his arms numbly encircling his Lamia guest, one hand positioned at her lower back, the other ran through her red locks. He lost control over his body and began responding to Miia's advances, still mentally checked out while his body seemed to be moving without him.

For Miia to feel him slowly reciprocating got her heart rate to triple. Her mother was right, she just needed to be a little more forward and he wouldn't resist her anymore. She decided to gamble and wrap herself a little tighter around his legs, allowing his midsection to remain exposed. Careful to do as her mother instructed, she ground her lower half against his crotch in slow, steady thrusts. Kimihito had been enjoying the feeling of Miia's kiss against him, the way her tongue was twisting and moving around his own, but the feeling of Miia's hips pressing themselves against his lower half brought him out of it immediately. He pulled back from Miia's kiss and retracted his arms from around her, moving them to her shoulders and held her at distance from him.

"Miia..." he began, still trying to regain control of his thoughts and most of his body, "we can't do that. You know this isn't the time or place for any sort of..." He was cut off by Miia's new attack on him. She threw his hands off her shoulders and used her tail to wrap around his arms, making any struggle pointless as she used the strength of her tail to lock down any resistance. She looked at him with an almost dreamy look, yet her eyes sharp and carried a hungered look in them.

"Darling…why do you keep fighting this? I can smell the desire coming off you in waves. Your scent is practically intoxicating to me, and you haven't been able to hide it very well. You know you want this just as much as I do. Now that it's legal for liminals to marry humans there shouldn't be anything holding you back. You could be all mine Darling, and I would happily be yours. I promise I will give you everything you never knew you needed, and in return you just give me your love…give me a family…a happy ending with me and my Darling…"

She moved in to make another dive as his lips when several doors opened throughout the house all at once. The sounds of his fellow house guests coming down the halls at the smell of breakfast made him catch his breath in his throat. Cerea's room being only just down the hall, she would be one of the first of his guests to enter the kitchen soon to be followed by Papi and Mero. Kimihito panicked at the idea of being caught in such a dangerous position with Miia this early in the morning, only made worse by the fact that he had partially given in to her seduction.

"Miia you have to let me go, we can't get caught like this!" Kimihito whispered, sounding slightly harsher than he had intended. He squirmed with all his might attempting to get some distance from Miia before someone rounded the corner to see Miia and Kimihito lip-locked in the kitchen.

"Why Darling? Wouldn't be better for them all to see now rather than find out later? That way we can end this game of who will become your wife, when you already know in your heart who you love."

Kimihito looked at Miia a little shockingly; he never thought she would be so forward as to publicly announce any romantic ties they may have in such a manner. Then again, Kimihito thought, it actually makes complete sense, since Miia is the most possessive member of this house. "Miia I haven't made a decision and I don't think now is the best time to decide an issue like this!"

Miia saw his many attempts to get away and sighed, her smile fading slightly, uncoiling herself from him and putting some distance from him as she made her way to the fridge. She grabbed a glass on the counter, and had the door open just before anyone made it into the kitchen area. Just as she was pouring herself from orange juice, Cerea, Mero and Papi rounded the corner, all of them in different states of awareness, having been woken by the smell of food Kimihito had prepared for them.

"Good morning Master, tis most kind of you to prepare so much food for us this day!"

"Dear Sir, my heart ached at the sight of the work you prepared for us, so very kind of you."

"Suu is pretty hunger, thanks master!"

They began to take their seats and dig in when Papi and Rachnee also made their way down the stairs and got settled as well.

"Thanks for the grub Husband, Papi was feeling puckish too!"

"Gee Honey, you really outdid yourself this morning, and did Miia help you?"

Just as Kimihito was going to answer, Miia butted in as she moved back to stand next to Kimihito. "No, Darling beat me to the punch today, but tomorrow for sure I'll take care of everything." She turned her head slightly to Kimihito and flashed him a very quick wink. Kimihito realized that Miia wasn't going to give up so easily on seducing him today, and hoped the others weren't so keen as to assume something was going on. Much to his relief, everyone else simply shrugged off the interaction as Miia being Miia, or didn't think enough of it to explore inquiry, and went back to eating. Kimihito simply stood there, a little lost for words, as Miia returned to her drink, draining it, then moved around him to start washing the glass in the sink. Deciding the event would at least be over while everyone was in the room, Kimihito started to move to join everyone at the table. As Kimihito was going to take a step forward, he found his ankle was stuck on something. Kimihito's breathing quickened again when he found Miia's tail wrapped lightly just around the area above his foot, too low for anyone else to notice. He turned back to Miia and swallowed hard. There's no way she's going to try doing what she just pulled in front of everyone, right? Miia looked at him with a knowing smile and nudged her head to the side, urging him to come closer. He leaned in slightly, placing a hand on the counter next to the sink to balance himself. Miia placed her soapy hand on top of his in a flash, interlocking her fingers with his. She kept her head down, and with the clamor at the table about Papi and Suu wanting to go for a walk and everyone else discussing where they would like to go that day, Miia and Kimihito were invisible and unheard to everyone in the room for the moment.

"Darling", Miia whispered in a low, sensual voice, "I won't be so patient for you anymore. I know what you feel even if you don't. So I'm going to show you exactly what you've been missing, and what you can look forward to when we're married. If you really want to know, if you want me to show you what being married to a Lamia is really like, squeeze my hand twice."

Kimihito froze solid again. He could suddenly see everything in the room in front of him at once, the table full of houseguests, every nook and cranny of the room was acutely present in his field of vision. He felt a pressure forming in his chest as he contemplated his choice.

It was true, he had no idea what marriage was to a Lamia, and what it would even be like. Beside what he suspected was an offer for sex, he saw a potential opportunity to actually solidify some idea of what marriage would actually be like with one of these girls. And as much as he didn't want to admit it…he did feel something when Miia was seducing him earlier. Whether it was hormones or emotions he had no idea. But it at least deserved the opportunity to be explored, there was no denying that. He could always refuse Miia sex if she pushed him too far, and he could always cry out for help from one of the guests if she decided to take matters into her own hands. Something still felt dirty for Kimihito to agree to something like this; he felt as though he were cheating on the feelings every other girl in the house had for him. Then again, it's not as if I've made a decision if I agree to just hear Miia out. That should be innocent enough. I'll just preface before she gets a word in that I'm only looking to talk and nothing more.

Kimihito breathed a little raggedly as he slowly gave Miia's hand two firm, definite squeezes, somewhat enjoying the feeling of her soapy hands in his. Miia, who had been washing her glass while her Darling was thinking, nearly dropped the rag she was using when she felt Kimihito give his signal of confirmation. Her heart stopped for a moment before jumping all the way up to her throat and staying there, but she kept her outwardly appearance cool and collected, just as her mother taught her. She ran her thumb over the knuckles of his fingers in a final loving gesture before turning on the warm faucet water, then drying her hands and moving to join the others at the table. She did her best to show a collectively cool and normal Miia face as she sat down and portioned herself some eggs and began to casually eat. Inside she could have been screaming in delight. Kimihito just stood there, cautiously watching Miia the whole time as the noise from the table once again filled his ears. What had seemed like an eternity had occurred in just a few seconds, and he almost zombie like approached the table, sitting down at the head of the table, with Miia on his left and Suu on his right. As he began to wonder what he had gotten himself into, he eyed Miia once again, who was idly making conversation about a soap opera she wanted to watch with Mero. Only for a second did she look back across the table to Kimihito, but the look she gave him said what he was almost afraid and excited to admit she must have been thinking. Miia was enjoying the very same thought behind the mask she wore at the table in front of everyone else, seeing Kimihito looking at her.

I finally have you exactly where I want you Darling, it won't be long now and everything will be the way it should be. Just wait 'til you see what I have in store for you, my Darling Kimihito…