Part 3: (Aoshi POV)
Aoshi awoke when light from the sun peaked through the curtains. Cracking an eye open he observed he wasn't in his room and he felt warmth next to him. Looking down he saw the ebony locks and petite form of Misao and the memory of last night flooded his brain. He smiled and wrapped his arm around her as he remembered their kiss which opened a flood gate of passion which resulted in hours of their love making before both, completely spent, crawled under the covers and slept soundly throughout the night. Aoshi nuzzled the top of her head and inhaled her sent. Lavender. He was intoxicated on Misao. He had seen yesterday just how full of life and energy she was and last night she proved to be the most responsive woman he had ever encountered in bed. The thought of her withering and moaning beneath him brought forth a heat in his belly and began to peak his arousal. Gently, he began stroking her cheek.
"Too early," she mumbled as she spun away from him and burrowed into the quilt. Aoshi chuckled as he sank lower and began peppering her neck and shoulder with open mouth kisses while gently rubbing her hip.
When he heard her moan, he knew he had won. He rolled her onto her back while hovering over her, looking deeply into her eyes. She smiled and leaned up to kiss him passionately on the lips. "Good morning Detective," he smirked at her greeting and leaned in hungrily into the kiss.
"Good morning beautiful." His hand traveled down to the inside of her thigh and caressed it lightly, causing her to moan again and open her legs a little further.
"Oh, Detective Shinomori, are trying to frisk me?" she said playfully as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Well, a good detective always makes sure the coast is clear," He gently kissed the tip of her nose as he slid two fingers home into her apex causing her to arch her back and buckle her hips.
"Oh, Aoshi," she moaned as he attacked her neck. "Don't tease me, please let me feel you."
Not having to be asked twice, Aoshi pulled out his fingers and stuck them in his mouth licking them clean before he slammed into her.
"Oh Aoooshi!" screamed Misao as he felt her fingernails dig into his back. He was sure he had scratches all over his back. She liked it rough, but he adored that as it only egged him on more. He slammed into her again and again, building their climax together as one.
"Misao!" he moaned as his mouth attached itself to her succulent round breast. When she dragged her nails down his back and towards his neck he knew she was close. He took one hand to the point where their bodies were connected and pinched the swollen nub of nerves causing her to buck her hips wildly while screaming in ecstasy. Her hands came around his throat and applied light pressure, which was all Aoshi needed before he and Misao both toppled over the edge together in an orgasm that had Aoshi seeing a white light behind his eyes.
Giving one last final thrust, Aoshi rolled off Misao and laid his head on the crook of his arm as they faced each other smiling.
"I like you Aoshi-sama" she crinkled her nose as she laughed.
"And I like you Misao," he gently pulled her to him and kissed her forehead. "You must know though Misao, if we are to continue this, dating a detective like me is not going to be easy."
Misao furrowed her brows and leaned into him, kissing his cheek as he continued, "I won't always be able to tell you what I am working on and sometimes I have really bad days. Sometimes I shoot someone or sometimes a suspect gets bail and hurts someone. Sometimes I get calls at inconvenient times. Family events, anniversaries, birthdays, 3 am in the morning. I've had many relationships fail because of that. I had a fiancé once, Misangi, but she couldn't handle my work so she called it off and left."
Misao gave him a sad look, no doubt trying to think of some way to comfort him, he shook his head and kissed her, "It was years ago and I have moved past that, but my job is also dangerous and I have a lot of enemies, so I am only telling you this in case you think you won't be able to hand-"
Aoshi was cut off by Misao's lips crashing onto his. Before he could counter she withdrew her lips and touched her forehead to his. "Aoshi, did you know women in Japan's feudal times were expected to pick up a sword and fight to the death for their master, no special treatment in Samurai Land just because you're a girl." Aoshi looked at her funny, before she continued. "What that means is, we Japanese women are strong. So if you are worried I'm going to run because of your demanding job or possible danger, then you need not fear. Don't forget I'm a descendent of great samurai and ninja warriors. My job is demanding and the requirements I have to meet for my Ph.D are insane. As long as you respect my work, I'll be ok with yours."
Aoshi smiled as he kissed her gently. "Misao, whatever man let you go because of your intelligence was a fool." He said in between kisses. He pulled back and looked deeply into her eyes, "I hope you realize I have no intention of letting you go. You are such a find Misao."
As they began the momentum for another round, Aoshi's phone went off causing him to curse while Misao giggled. Getting out of bed, Misao ran over to his pants and tossed the phone that was in his pocket. Putting on his t-shirt and her panties from last night, she turned to him beaming, "I'll go start some breakfast. Green tea?"
He nodded and watched her leave the room as he flipped open his phone, "Shinomori"
"Aoshi, it's Kenshin," His partner's voice snapped him back into work mode. "I got some news on Shishio."