Our HoneyMoon Night
*Yo! YYH and all related characters belong to yoshiro togashi, and studio peirrot, and Funimation. and since its censored if you plan on reading the REAL STUFF, got to www.mediaminer.org*
The bellhop opened the double doors with a flourish and stepped back to let them inside. Kurama let her inside first, slipping the guy a tip. The bellhop closed the doors behind them as he left, whistling softly.
Yukina was spinning in a slow circle trying to take everything in. The room looked like a desert sultan's oasis. Soft muslin tented the room, with thick pillows strewn everywhere. A large bed held prominence in the center of the room, piled high with more of the silken pillows in varying jeweled shades. Through the small door on the side of the room, she caught a glimpse of a large, sunken marble tub that looked large enough to hold at least four people.
Kurama came up behind her and wrapped her in a warm hug, whispering in her ear, "do you like it?"
She spun in his embrace and hugged him tightly. "I love it!" She cried. "How did you ever manage to pull this off in two hours?"
"I have friends in high places," he said, winking. Kurama crushed her to him tightly, inhaling the delicate fragrance that emanated from her silken hair, lilac and jasmine, a heady combination.
Yukina pulled back to look at him, the boyish grin tugging at his mouth, his hair tousled and sexy. She knew in that moment that if she died tomorrow, she could die knowing that she had never felt so loved and cherished by another human being as she did right now. "Kurama, this is amazing! I love you so much!" She whispered, cupping his face with her hand.
kuramas smile widened and he pressed his face into her hand. "I love you too yukina, more than I can ever tell you." His lips came down and captured hers, kissing her softly. She sighed into his mouth and he deepened the kiss, slanting his lips over hers again and again.
Softly breaking the kiss, he took her hand and led her over to the bed. He stood before her, gazing into her eyes, before dropping his eyes lower, caressing her body with his smoldering gaze. He raised his hands, sliding them into her hair and loosening it from its holders. He pulled the pins out, running his fingers through her hair. His fingers drifted lower, to the buttons on her upper back that held her dress closed. He unfastened them slowly, pulling the material away from her heated body. He moved to her waist, sliding the zipper slowly down, caressing her body as the thin silk slid down her hips to puddle in a ebon pool at her feet.
Yukina reached for his jacket, sliding it over his broad shoulders and down his muscular arms. She undid his tie, sliding it from around his neck gently before dropping it into the growing pile of clothing on the floor. Reaching up again, she undid the buttons on his shirt, her breathing becoming uneven, as each new inch of flesh was uncovered. Sliding her hands under it, she drew it off his shoulders and let it fall to the floor.
Kurama's eyes glowed with sapphire heat as she undressed him, her eyes caressing his body as he had done to hers. She undid his pants next, her gaze scorching as they slid down his , muscular legs. He kicked off his shoes, socks and the pants, before reaching for her again.
They slumped forward, exhausted finally. They lay down, Kurama spooning behind yukina as he pulled the sheets up, covering them both before they fell deeply asleep.
THE END.
*Yo! YYH and all related characters belong to yoshiro togashi, and studio peirrot, and Funimation. and since its censored if you plan on reading the REAL STUFF, got to www.mediaminer.org*
The bellhop opened the double doors with a flourish and stepped back to let them inside. Kurama let her inside first, slipping the guy a tip. The bellhop closed the doors behind them as he left, whistling softly.
Yukina was spinning in a slow circle trying to take everything in. The room looked like a desert sultan's oasis. Soft muslin tented the room, with thick pillows strewn everywhere. A large bed held prominence in the center of the room, piled high with more of the silken pillows in varying jeweled shades. Through the small door on the side of the room, she caught a glimpse of a large, sunken marble tub that looked large enough to hold at least four people.
Kurama came up behind her and wrapped her in a warm hug, whispering in her ear, "do you like it?"
She spun in his embrace and hugged him tightly. "I love it!" She cried. "How did you ever manage to pull this off in two hours?"
"I have friends in high places," he said, winking. Kurama crushed her to him tightly, inhaling the delicate fragrance that emanated from her silken hair, lilac and jasmine, a heady combination.
Yukina pulled back to look at him, the boyish grin tugging at his mouth, his hair tousled and sexy. She knew in that moment that if she died tomorrow, she could die knowing that she had never felt so loved and cherished by another human being as she did right now. "Kurama, this is amazing! I love you so much!" She whispered, cupping his face with her hand.
kuramas smile widened and he pressed his face into her hand. "I love you too yukina, more than I can ever tell you." His lips came down and captured hers, kissing her softly. She sighed into his mouth and he deepened the kiss, slanting his lips over hers again and again.
Softly breaking the kiss, he took her hand and led her over to the bed. He stood before her, gazing into her eyes, before dropping his eyes lower, caressing her body with his smoldering gaze. He raised his hands, sliding them into her hair and loosening it from its holders. He pulled the pins out, running his fingers through her hair. His fingers drifted lower, to the buttons on her upper back that held her dress closed. He unfastened them slowly, pulling the material away from her heated body. He moved to her waist, sliding the zipper slowly down, caressing her body as the thin silk slid down her hips to puddle in a ebon pool at her feet.
Yukina reached for his jacket, sliding it over his broad shoulders and down his muscular arms. She undid his tie, sliding it from around his neck gently before dropping it into the growing pile of clothing on the floor. Reaching up again, she undid the buttons on his shirt, her breathing becoming uneven, as each new inch of flesh was uncovered. Sliding her hands under it, she drew it off his shoulders and let it fall to the floor.
Kurama's eyes glowed with sapphire heat as she undressed him, her eyes caressing his body as he had done to hers. She undid his pants next, her gaze scorching as they slid down his , muscular legs. He kicked off his shoes, socks and the pants, before reaching for her again.
They slumped forward, exhausted finally. They lay down, Kurama spooning behind yukina as he pulled the sheets up, covering them both before they fell deeply asleep.
THE END.