The Air That You Breathe

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(Mikoto Suoh x fem!Reisi Munakata) "Breathing the same air as you makes me ill." She constantly tells him those spiteful words and yet her actions always speak otherwise. Mikoto Suoh had always found a deep attraction for Reisi Munakata. He pursued the beautiful creature despite being unfamiliar with the new feelings that immediately took hold of him but little did he know that Reisi Munakata would be the death of him. Dragged into the fate of becoming a king and queen, becoming enemies became inevitable for the two. Now, Mikoto becomes constantly torn between a grudging hatred for Reisi and an ardent desire for her…while battling his own demons along the way. (may contain Izumo x Seri and hints of other pairings in the future)

Prologue:

The Two Fools

Mikoto is drowning; out of breath and feverish as he descended further and further into the suffocating embrace of lust. The only thing that prevented him from falling into the pit of complete and utmost carnality was Reisi Munakata's hands holding his hands as she pinned him beneath her on the bed.

He gasped desperately for breath as soon as Reisi releases his lips from the lingering kiss that made his head swoon, made his desire for her burn hotter than his own fire. He opens his eyes as she straddles herself on his lap and looked at him with those proud, all-knowing violet eyes. Her icy glare had no effect with his burning passion. Mikoto groaned; looking at her in return. Beautiful Reisi Munakata, the damned woman who had him wrapped around her finger since they were 16.

Reisi buries her face on his neck and kissed him softly. Mikoto moans as his arm wraps around the Blue Queen's neck, pulling her closer to him and crushing her soft breasts against his chest. She knows well enough how much he wanted her and she continues to tease him like this. It is an unbearable torture but he could not get enough.

"Suoh..."

"What?"

She did not say anything but instead, she slips from his embrace; moving lower against him as she continued to cover his body with kisses. Once in a while, she would bite at his skin and Mikoto would simply groan and twitch when she does.

Truly, Reisi would be lying if she says that Mikoto's reactions when she touches him do not make her want to laugh. No one could ever have thought that the ever so languid Red King could make such expressions – filled with so much raw emotions like hunger, lust and need. Her hand snaked down to touch his erection and a smirk played on her lips when she discovered how hard he is. "You just can't get enough of me, can you, Mikoto Suoh of Homra?" she smirked at him, coyly.

"Shut up." Mikoto sits up so that they could look at one another eye to eye. He saw her smug smirk and he answered with the same smirk, challenging her.

How red are his cheeks. Maybe she must look the same as he but it does not matter. It must be fair that he could see her the way she sees him. Slowly, she moves downward and puts his cock in her mouth.

Mikoto bit his lower lip; immediately feeling the effect of having that luscious mouth over his cock. He heaved breathlessly as Reisi's tongue caressed his manhood. "M-Munakata..." he enunciated her name and felt ashamed when he heard himself. Sounded so pathetic; as if he was begging that she give him more. His eyes fluttered close as she continued to blow him; her head bobbing up and down as she took his full length in her mouth.

Reisi releases him after he comes; wiping the corner of her lips with the back of her hand.

"Hn." Mikoto forces himself to look calm even though a mind-numbing pleasure was still washing through him. He looks up at the Blue Queen straddling against him. It was dark. He would like the lights on but it seems she prefers it dark when they engage in the petty act of releasing their bodily desires. Well, truth is, Reisi was the only one who needed release.

The Queen had a rough day and Mikoto knows this because he had always been the cause of her problems. That night, she sent him a text, ordering him to go to her house and he did. Good thing he decided to go or else, he would have missed this. And you do not get to fuck the Blue Queen everyday...

Reisi did not even say a word when she opened the door for him when he reached her house; she just grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and dragged him inside her house and into the bedroom. Unyielding, the king allowed her to guide him on her bed and help him out of his clothes before undressing herself. For a while, she just stood before him at the foot of her bed; letting him study her naked form, letting him drink the sight of her. He was immediately filled with desire when he saw her bare tall and curvaceous frame before him.

"What's with that face?" Reisi asked; looking at him with her usual calm, condescending expression.

"What face?"

"You are grinning with that ugly, arrogant look painted all over your face, barbarian. It's disgusting. So, what are you thinking about?"

"So, I really make your stomach turn..." Mikoto reached in and cupped her breasts in his hands, pressing her pink nipples with his thumbs. His smirk broadened when he saw her lip twitch. "I am just thinking about how to completely satisfy someone as stiff as you, Munakata."

"You know you will never satisfy me."

Within a heartbeat, she had herself straddling on his waist again, pushing his cock inside her. Mikoto watched her as she rode him.

Reisi cranes her neck, eyes closed as she lifted and slammed her hips against the king over and over; riding his manhood. She could feel his eyes on her and she could not help but tense all over; feeling conscious of herself all of a sudden.

Her large breasts bounced at every jerking movement she made and it took all of Mikoto to stop staring at them so mesmerized and he cupped them in his hands. Such beautiful breasts with their perfect roundness and erected pink nipples. Out of shock with his touch, perhaps, Reisi glanced at him and she caught sight of his fervent amber eyes. He was whispering her name. He seems so...miserable. She wanted to look away from him but she simply could not. She was lost in those pleading amber eyes.

"Stop looking at me." Reisi's breathing was raggedy. She held the hands that held her breasts; squeezing them in hers. His hands feel so strong, so warm.

"You're just too beautiful, Munakata." Mikoto's voice sounded strange to Reisi. He sounded as if he were lost in a dream, as if he was not talking to anyone but himself. The same way he sounded 8 years ago when he told her the very same thing. His hand moved on her nape and he guides her face to his so that their lips pressed against one another. It was but a light kiss on the lips, a gentle press.

Mikoto rolls over; pinning her on the bed and letting himself go on top of her. She continued looking at his eyes as he got on his knees and lifted her hips from the bed. She puts her legs around his waist.

Bowing his head and closing his eyes, he began thrusting inside her vagina. He made sure to do it gently, slowly. It was difficult for him to stop himself from taking her roughly. He kissed her neck, kissed her mouth. She pliantly opens her mouth for him and kissed him in return, moaning at the tenderness of his lips against hers. And he began to move; thrusting in and out of her and she moved in sync with his rhythm as well; lifting her hips and grinding against him.

"I love you, Munakata." Suoh moans as their lips released one another. Reisi had always been the weirdest person he has ever met and most certainly, the most fragile – and she does not even know it herself. He didn't want to hurt her but at the same time, he felt like he wanted to. He never wanted anyone – especially himself – to hurt her and yet as the violent Red King, hurting those around him is inevitable.

Reisi did not respond to what Mikoto just said. Apparently, that is just the pleasure of sex talking. Drunk in the pleasure of sex, the Red King. Mikoto Suoh does not love her. He is obsessed with her, yes, and he possesses the same apparent loathing for her as she does with him.

"You better know the difference of love and just simply enjoying sex before opening that damn mouth of yours, Mikoto Suoh." She said, coldly. "You seem confused."

This time, it was Mikoto who did not answer her immediately. She may be right that he may just be confusing his feelings of enjoying making love with her and his feelings for her. Does he really love her? He finds her beautiful – as he did when they were younger – but he could not stand how contemptuous and condescending she is. He could not stand her at all. He is certain that he enjoys fucking her...but his feelings for her, no idea if he loves her or hates her or a little bit of both.

"Keh. Then I love fucking you sore, Munakata." He grabbed her hips, guiding her body to lay on the bed as he positioned himself on top of her; unable to stand any longer the gnawing feeling of want and desire for the Captain of Scepter 4.

"Aah!" Reisi gasped, eyes widening when she felt Mikoto thrusting in her harder. She winced.

Mikoto looks at her, almost pausing from his penetration when he hears her crying out feebly but Reisi took hold of his wrist as if encouraging him to continue. Reisi smirked, seeing Mikoto's worried expression. Well, isn't that priceless? "Don't underestimate me, Suoh." It was there – that anxious expression – for only a few seconds and was immediately replaced by his usual stoic expression.

Beneath him, she trembled and turned and moaned continuously as he continued pushing inside her but she never once told him to stop. "If this is too much for you, I can stop, Munakata. I know how fragile you can be." He spoke sarcastically but there was concern in those eyes of his. "We can stop this. Right here, right now. Just say the word, Your Highness."

"No, don't stop." Reisi sighed, pink flushing her cheeks as she turned her head to the side. With a soft cry, she arched her back; her legs winding tighter around Mikoto's waist, pulling him closer. It feels so good. Almost too good that she felt frightened. But she would never dare tell Mikoto that – if she does, she'll lose against him, surrender to him. She had lost against him once and she would never allow herself to lose to him ever again.

Gritting her teeth together, she rasped, "Harder, Suoh!" And when Mikoto smirked and pushed his cock deeper forcefully inside her, a volley of sounds of pleasure left her mouth.

Author's Notes:

I know it's pointless to ask you not to post a flame review, Anon...I'm gunna get it anyway so fire away, buddy. I had my fair share of posting angry comments on other people's fanfic when I was a wee lassie so if you enjoy gritting your teeth and whamming your fingers angrily on your keyboard, go ahead, I won't judge you, babe. Whatever makes you happy.

I understand also that the whole point of the title 'K' is kings and shizz but I just have a lot of issues, okay? I get this nagging tiny voice in my head that keeps me from calling any female a king (gawks at Anna)...even though it's just gender-bending here (gawks at Reisi). I have issues and I accept that. We are all mad here.

I've been wanting to read a fanfic with a gender-bent Reisi but can't so...I wrote one. For two freaking years, I had been wanting to write this but at that time, I was busy with college and this whole fanfic that I first wrote became another thing so here you go.

That is all for now.

Ciao.