Of course once again, special thanks to Andrew Glasco for his generous ideas on this chapter. Things get a little steamy in this installment…
Chapter 21
Stolen Moonlit Kisses
"Yeep!" Abruptly shaken out of her swim, the younger youth flailed her arms helplessly for a bit before she finally realized that she was being held by a warm length behind her, and the sudden embrace felt quite secure as well. Red flush immediately spread over her cheeks when she acknowledged his presence, but the girl was inwardly very grateful that Kenji could not witness her current state of embarrassment, though he must have guessed her discomfort by the way he chuckled just then. Very aware of their sudden intimacy due to his heated breath fanning upon her skin, she swallowed from a nervous lodge that had occupied her throat, and then attempted a weak laugh before grasping his forearms with her hands to try and open the lock. In response, he merely pressed himself closer to Uriko, aligning their bodies together in a disturbingly perfect fit, causing her to release a small gasp at the action and frantically begin to pull at the restraints surrounding her waist, desperate to flee.
His obvious advantage in strength over the petite fighter allowed the ninja to avoid heeding to her pull, and he spoke again, murmuring softly into her ear, "You seem rather uneasy, Uriko… do you truly feel repulsed by my presence? Hmm… I had presumed that this was all in 'good fun,' for you did say that yourself, after all…"
"Y-yeah, fun, that's what this is…" she stammered softly, and upon cleverly deciding not to answer his first question, she quickly thought up a plausible excuse and voiced that with a slight plea in her voice, "But you know… I-I'm, um… I'm getting, kinda cold now, so… can you let me go…?"
"You want me to release you…?" Kenji breathed with a crisp laugh, earnestly amused at what she just said, and although he did not deny the bit of truth in that statement, he had a plausible, rather obvious solution to her problem. "But then you would become even more frigid with the lack of body warmth… We can warm each other this way, would you not agree that is true?"
The astonished girl coughed a little to try and hide her surprise at his silkily provocative implication; in addition to that, since when was he capable of such an emotion like playful teasing, especially considering his personality and background? "Umm… gee, y-you're just kidding around, r-right, Kenji…?"
His arms tightened ever-so-slightly about her waist, tainted with an obvious air of possessiveness as usual due to his character, but to answer her timid question, he whispered into her ear enticingly, "Do I sound insincere, Uriko? After all, countless times you have made it seem like I am incapable of participating in this casual act of teasing…"
Their close proximity and his vague, enigmatic words were making her skin tingle with strange feelings, while a lump of unease lodged itself in her throat, making Uriko confess aloud that she was a bit frightened at them, "What… what're trying to do to me…? Okay, okay, I admit, it you're kinda, um, scaring me… just a little…! Gosh, is that all you wanted to hear…?"
As she started to walk forward with strained effort, trying to tug her body loose from his hold, her captor followed each step stubbornly, determined not to give into her request, although his arms did loosen a little from the sudden movement. "Curious, indeed… You do seem to be allowing anxiety to reign over your emotions - and rather blatantly, I might add - yet, I am truly unable to fathom a reason why, for I imply no harm to you. Please, tell me; in such a peaceful setting without the slightest hint of hostility lingering anywhere in the atmosphere, just what is there for you to be afraid of, my precious little kitten?"
"W-well… 'cause I-I'm really not sure what you want, so I have to keep making guesses, but… but with the stuff that you've done to me before, they make me think the worst… I mean, it'd be nice if you told me, s-so… so I wouldn't be this… um, nervous," she relayed all of this with a bit of a stutter, amazing both parties with an unusual display of shyness.
"Your worries are a waste of effort, Uriko… I truly have no intention of hurting you at this present time. So knowing that, you have absolutely nothing to fear… after all, you can see that my touch is tender, correct?" He allowed one of his arms to be removed from her waist, raising it up to stroke her cheek with the back of his hand as if to accentuate the point, a rare air of gentleness about the action, implying that he was touching a lover instead of an enemy.
Nevertheless, Uriko found herself shivering from his light caress, as she was still in disbelief that he could actually express such a pleasuring sensation rather than his characteristic intentions of dealing her harsh pain whenever she displeased him. Truly confused by this sudden strange behavior being expressed, a small whimper escaped her lips when she inquired tentatively, "Kenji… a-are you really not gonna hurt me…?"
He chuckled softly, allowing his captive to feel the light rippling of his muscles behind her; upon acknowledging her soft squeak of a reaction, he instantly realized his advantage over her, but surprisingly did not care about the factor in that current moment. Despite the usual childish innocence that she often displayed and clung onto so fiercely, the ninja adamantly refused to believe that she had less experience than him when it came to the art of kissing, touching, and other aspects of that pleasuring sensation. Kenji was honestly ignorant of the overall typical life of a teenager, but he did know that romance came with a physical side, one that he suddenly felt desired to explore, seeing as he liked holding the slender female in his arms and having her soft body so close to his. "As assurance, I shall give you my word, dear Uriko, that I will not harm you while we are here; violence should be scorned when two are surrounded by the utmost form of serenity and cloaked underneath the veil of a thousand brilliantly shining sparks in the sky…"
She blinked in bewilderment at the statement; although she knew of his unique way of speaking, occasionally tinted with a slight touch of poetic connotations, he sounded almost romantic eliciting that line, but the girl did doubt that he truly meant it. From the little verbal spats that they had gone through before, Uriko naturally presumed in the present time that he was just trying to toy with her mind again, wanting to absorb the dark energy of her discomfort and feed it to his sadistic pleasure. Faking a huge yawn, she tried to casually remove his arms from her waist, but truthfully, her body was coming alive with prickling feelings and unbidden came a want to decipher this foreign presence, even despite her unease toward his gentle attitude. "I-I, um… I feel really tired now! I-it's so late after all, probably midnight already… Gee, I'd sure like to head back to the cottage and go to sleep right about now, so Kenji, if you don't mind, I'd kinda like it if you'd, you know, let me go already…?"
A small smirk playing about his lips, Kenji relinquished his hold on her as the brunette pried at his arms and allowing the lengths to retract a bit, but instead of letting her go completely, he quickly grasped her hips within his hands and drew her warm, desirable body back to him. "Hmm, your fatigue is a shame, and how interesting that it should transpire at such an inconvenient time… especially when we are enjoying ourselves here very much…"
"I-I think you're the only one having f-fun here, Kenji… Oh p-please, let me go…" Uriko pleaded lowly, sounding almost ashamed with herself, as since his hands were very warm, almost burning to the touch on her hips, and with his body still in an intimate proximity behind her, she had to wonder what other intentions he had planned for her.
Unknown to the captive female, an unidentifiable gleam inhabited his eyes just then, obviously spawned from being pleased with her response, earnestly adoring the way her voice had sounded so meek and vulnerable in her begging; "Well… since you asked so politely, perhaps it is possible for that to be arranged, little kitten…"
The dark-haired ninja slowly slid one hand up her side, ascending over her shoulder, and finally stopped when it reached her throat, though even that smooth area was not his desired destination, as she soon found out with his next action. He gently cupped her chin between his fingers, eliciting a small gasp of surprise from the girl, to which he chuckled in amusement, but then he shifted his captive toward him while his own head pivoted in the same direction as well. However, once the younger youth realized what he wanted from her, she immediately resisted his movement and yanked her face away rather brusquely, effectively escaping his hold; she did not mean to react so violently, but was unsure of how else to get herself free. Kenji felt rather annoyed at this, not only because she had fought off his small advance, but most of it was due to the fact that she refused to grant him such a simple request, and yet she demanded her freedom as if that could be given away so easily.
Fear was evident in her by the way that it shone in her dark pupils as a slightly frightened Uriko questioned with an edge of defiance in her voice, "H-hey, what the heck did you do that for? I-I want you to let me go already, darn it! Just… just what do you want from me, Kenji…?"
The dominant figure chuckled once at her proclamation, but did not answer verbally; disallowing himself to be deterred by her action, he instead dipped his head down and gently brushed his lips against the side of her neck in the form of a soft, feathery kiss. The breathy contact, even brief as it was, made her heart flutter a bit, though she did jump from his light touch, honestly stunned by his action, and now she desperately wanted to leave his iron grip even more, voicing her suspicions, "D-don't do that again…! Oh, I bet you're just trying to m-mess with my mind as usual, aren't you…?"
He parted only centimeters from her neck to whisper his response, "You are still afraid, I can tell… but why bother consuming your energy on such a worthless emotion? Does this not feel good, my little kitten…?" To emphasize his statement, Kenji placed another soft kiss upon her neck, this one only a tad higher than the previous, but as a slight change, his lips briefly teased her sensitive skin, ensuing a ticklish feeling in her that made the girl gasp softly, though she quickly squeaked to cover it up.
"N-no, this doesn't feel good at all! It's really weird! S-stop that…!" She leaned her head forward in an attempt to try getting away from his reach, but to his credit of being stubborn, he securely kept her in his grasp, "Geez… wh-what's with you tonight…? Why… why are you acting so s-strange?"
"Hmm, you feel rather warm to me, Uriko… Surely you cannot still be cold…" He whispered provocatively, leaned forward a bit before arching his head toward her ear as well, blowing his heated breath upon her skin, and then he allowed his tongue to slide out from his lips to softly lick her delicate lobe. Needless to say, she was rather startled at this new sensation, so he took advantage of her momentary stun to graze her flesh with his teeth, sucking it lightly after a bit, direly curious to see how she would react, though he prepared himself for resistance.
Only half-involuntarily, her head lolled back a little to receive more attention as she closed her eyes and shivered from his action, feeding to his hunger even though her lips still uttered in weak protest, "H-hey, quit it, Kenji…! I-I… I'm freezing in here… H-heck, if I catch a cold, I-I'll spit on you…!"
He paused briefly to assure, "As I promised before, no harm will come to you… I shall personally see to that, my precious little kitten…" after saying that, he licked her earlobe once more before arching forward further-still to dance his lips over her cheek, inwardly marveling at the feel of her smooth skin.
Her mind actively resisting his advance, Uriko outwardly struggled not to give into him, though on a whim, she wondered where he was pulling all of his little pet names from, and why he chose this moment now to tease her with them. The second that she felt his mouth graze her cheek, she turned her head to the opposite side while her body shifted to allow her hands to splay across his chest, and she pushed against him frantically as she murmured softly, "D-don't call me that, Kenji… I'm not your anything, so l-let me go…"
That is correct, for you are not mine just yet, innocent young Uriko… but rest assured, I will win and have your life in my hands. He thought that with a rather cruel grin and continued holding his captive firmly, still not willing to give into her resistance; the ninja tipped his forehead against the side of her face, pressing into the soft smoothness of her skin as he whispered into her ear, "Though your words are elicited with force, I find your physical defiance rather half-hearted, Uriko… How I do wonder why… would you like to explain it to me?"
She kept trying to put distance between the two teenagers by pushing at him with her hands, growing a little panicked when she started to feel heated from his fiery contact, and the girl definitely wanted to leave before he started getting bolder. "That's 'cause… well, I guess I'll admit that you're just a little stronger than me, so it's kinda hard for me to get out… but trust me, I'm sure as heck t-trying to…!"
Kenji chuckled a bit, amused by her inner conflicting desire and blatant resentment toward him, and then he took a second to inhale her scent, feeling almost intoxicated by the delicious fragile fragrance of a young female, especially coming from the attractive one in his arms. His eyes narrowed a little, causing him to lose focus just briefly, though his restraint remained adamant, continuing to hold Uriko in place despite her attempts to escape, and actually, he smirked when she released a shrill groan of annoyance. Meanwhile, a strange desire was aroused within the pit of his stomach as time trickled by and although he had only experienced this with her and it admittedly confused him, the sensation felt very good, so he decided to submit and explore the foreign boundaries. Feeding the need, the ninja said nothing in response to her earlier statement and arched his neck down; slowly closing his eyes, he once again took her delicate earlobe between his lips and began to softly nibble upon the sensitive area.
"Nngh…" A small whimper involuntarily broke free from her lips as the younger youth tilted her head slightly toward Kenji, aiding his caress while her treacherous body relaxed with the new comforting sensation, and expressed what she was feeling by shivering. There was a screaming voice in her mind that told her to keep trying to fight him off, but she felt the resolve weakening a bit; vivid nerves in her body was lit afire and she could even feel certain points poking the air, mostly from the cold, but partially due to the heated embrace. She bit her lip as her hands grabbed his closest forearm with the intent to yank it away from her hips, hoping to get out before he realized her true reactions toward his touch, and Uriko almost managed to lurch his arm free of her from the force, but his iron grip endured nonetheless. Scowling quietly under his breath, the dark-haired assassin quickly tightened his grasp on her and parted from the rounded lobe only for the purpose of muttering hotly into her ear, "Are you warm yet, Uriko, or shall I continue until you reach that desired state…?"
"N-no…! I-it's seriously freezing in here!" She shivered as she said that to emphasize her point, inwardly feeling all the more confused by his provocative actions; surely a cold-hearted figure like Kenji with such a corrupted lifestyle could not have normal teenage desires…
"Very well then, that is my cue to keep proceeding…" the ninja declared decisively, grinning with slightly sadistic pleasure at her response, and then lowered his head to reach her neck to catch a small patch of skin between his lips and suckled with moderate force. His tongue occasionally flicked out over the quivering surface, making Uriko moan very softly, and that in turn caused her partner to register that she was indeed enjoying his tactics, so he licked over the same spot several times before softly blowing over it. There was shame in her eyes at admitting that she found his touch to be rather pleasant, but nevertheless, she did allow a small sigh to elicit into the air at the feel of his ticklish breath while her hands subconsciously slid down to rest over his wrists. Though not completely ignorant of passion both through experience and knowledge-wise, the bewildered girl still had yet to wander down that path to the very end, so she wondered innocently, I… I feel so hot… What's happening to me…?
She tried convincing him one last time, her desperate voice holding a twinge of raw plea, "Oh gosh, I-I'm really tired now… Please, let me go so I can go back to the cottage… I… I don't wanna fall asleep here i-in the middle of the lake and… and freeze during the night or anything like that…"
"I will not allow that to happen to you, dear kitten… But if you are truly fatigued right now, then rest your body on mine, and… allow yourself to enjoy this," although his whispered words were barely audible, the feline zoanthrope was still able to hear him, thanks to the acute level of one particular sense.
Focusing on the current task at hand, Kenji raised his head slightly to brush his lips against her ear, fully aware of the her sensitivity in that area, and then he gradually trailed the pair down along her cheek to her jaw line, kissing here and there with a slow, methodical sexuality. Finding it hard to resist such gentle caresses, the girl allowed her eyes to slip closed; oh, how badly her body wanted to succumb to his pleasant touch, and despite the fact that he only given her a few pecks, it was his heated breath lingering over her skin that made her want to discover what else he could offer. The triumphant ninja grinned a tad at the depletion and faltering of resistance, content in the knowledge that his captive was surely starting to give into him, and although he wanted her to respond to his advances in turn, he refused to be bothered with illusions. But the intent participant certainly could settle for a certain union that the two young fighters had only experienced twice, and so with that in mind, he carefully edged toward her pursed and pouting mouth, quite eager to taste her soft pink lips once again.
The girl shifted her head weakly toward him, twin dark brown eyes hazy and cloudy with a mixture of emotions, just as confused and murky as her own mind felt, and to his pleasant surprise, there was no resistance from her this time. In fact, her lips even pursed slightly in expectation - Kenji had set her tingling nerves on fire by way of his astonishingly gentle, softly erotic caresses, and not even all the water in the lake could extinguish the flames that ignited in her body. The figure in question stared deeply into her bottomless pools for a moment, knowing full well that she would look directly back into his, and then he allowed his eyelids to slide down before he slowly leaned forward, completely depleting the distance by kissing her. In correspondence, he felt an unfamiliar heat rush throughout his entire person, even despite the chill upon his skin from the cold water of the lake, and his grip on Uriko also tightened a bit, but because he had no fear of her fighting him now, the innocent action was spawned simply from instinct.
Although she usually paid attention to the ninja because she wanted insight on such an enigmatic figure, this time, the captive female barely noticed the desire in his dark eyes, as she was admittedly captive to the dazed state of her own mind. The brunette sighed breathlessly into his mouth, feeling his lips moving gently over hers, surprising soft as a lover's touch even in light of their personal opposition; her body curled up against his reflexively, making the union closer and more intimate. To further express her approval to his actions, her hand subconsciously slid up his arm and her fingers dug into his lean biceps, so in response, Kenji pressed himself into her slender form more fully, suddenly ridden with a familiar urge to deepen the kiss. Mustering his courage, he parted his lips slowly, prompting his partner to do the same as he slicked his tongue forward and simultaneously allowed his hands to leave her hips, one encircling her waist while the other pressed into her back - although he was admittedly inexperienced, he learned and adapted very quickly to new situations.
Uriko shivered slightly from his tongue rubbing against hers, the wet and hot muscle slicking slowly over her passive one, and she moaned softly when the movement increased, picking up in pace and vigor, a firmer expression of his current intentions. While her arms still clutched onto him, her nails making shallow marks in his skin from the tight hold, the girl felt herself leaning back into the open palm he had erected behind her as her head also drifted in that same direction, unknowingly allowing Kenji easier access to her full frontal area. Taking very interested note in her action, the ninja began to absentmindedly trickle his fingers over her delicate spine, truly unable to deny how much he loved the feeling of her supply body so close in proximity to his own, and pressed against him this firmly nonetheless. Giving into an inner need to explore her further, the dominant young man opted to distracting his partner with their heated kiss while the hand he had positioned at her waist furtively and gradually slid up, stopping only when he cupped her breast.
Her attention had indeed been averted as he intended, the girl becoming a little lightheaded from his sudden surge of aggression, feeling as if he were sucking the very life out of her body as his tongue made itself very comfortable in her mouth, playing with her moist insides to his leisure. She did emit a small gasp when he had carefully palmed her breast, but a protest that arose to her lips died just as her hardened nipple eagerly peaked, silently begging to be touched, and of course, he was all too willing to oblige to that unspoken request. Fire transferred from his heated form to dance across her skin when Kenji gently squeezed the soft mound underneath his hand, occasionally using his thumb to flick at the tight nub in the center, igniting hidden passions in Uriko that formerly laid dormant deep within. When she mewed her content and squirmed a bit restlessly in response, also unconsciously pushing herself closer to her partner in the process, he allowed the slightest hint of a groan to escape his lips, sounding rather muffled due to the fact that the two were still kissing.
But even though the ninja enjoyed stroking the soft, delicate part, he inwardly hoped to arouse his partner more, knowing that the more she was, the less chance that she would resist him if he decided to further their embrace to the extent that his body desired. His tongue continued its unpracticed dance with hers; complying with the owner's wishes in not wanting to pull away… he truly had no intentions of ending such a delicious encounter anytime soon, although in reality, he would never admit that out loud. The foreign feelings were far better than he could have ever even imagined, and Kenji was, in a strange way, falling victim to his own trap, but he seemed to be ignorant of that fact, far more interested in the heated embrace he currently shared with the desirable female. On the other hand, Uriko herself was actively ignoring the small protests that occasionally arose in her mind as she felt avidly curious about the fiery sensations surging through her veins at his touch, feeding her so much energy, and making her shiver with unfamiliar, but sharply acute pleasure…
Considering the way he had treated her before, the imprisoned female never would have guessed that he could be so utterly gentle, and actually caress her in a fashion that did not harbor the intent of harm, almost showing respect of her person for a rare time. In addition to that, Uriko certainly had no qualms regarding the pleasure she was receiving; having only allowed one or two past boyfriends to touch her above the waist, this still came as a new sensation, and admittedly, a rather welcome one. A small moan elicited breathlessly from her lips when he applied more pressure to her breast, now actively teasing her hardened nipple with his fingers, understanding that the area was sensitive, especially when she gave him that noised response. Finally, as his body was desperately craving oxygen, Kenji reluctantly broke off the kiss, but remained close to his partner, breathing hotly upon her lips, honestly unsure of what to say for the first time since he had initiated the game, and although the young man felt slightly lightheaded, he craved her more than ever.
Still feeling dizzy from his powerful kiss, the girl blinked hazily, a sudden strange sense of loss hitting her with the parting of their lips, and her large chocolate-shaded eyes caught his amber orbs, her pair hazy with the same swirling emotions as his. She was alerted of his desire when Kenji slightly shifted his position to fully align their bodies together, and with the new movement, a certain presence made itself physically noticeable by pressing against her lower belly, causing her to gasp in innocent wonder. Such an earnest expression of her feelings made him impatient with need - feeling her this way over the thin clothing was rather pleasant, but when suddenly struck with the urge to feel her naked skin against his hands, he eagerly succumbed to it. However, the ninja knew that he could not just idly expect Uriko to allow him more access, so he sought to daze her more, hoping that if placed in a high state of arousal, she would let him do as he pleased, and exploring her slender form was certainly high priority.
Equally intoxicated, the auburn-haired youth lifted her hand to press the back against her forehead, the intensity of the emotions exploding in her mind making it almost painful for her to concentrate, so she passively allowed her captor to take charge. She whispered inaudible nonsense as she leaned her head down upon his shoulder, and believing that this meant the girl was completely submitting to him, Kenji smiled triumphantly as he reached both of his hands down to grasp the fabric of her shirt. As his lips began to gently nip at her ear, he slipped one fugitive explorer beneath her thin attire and rubbed up her bare back slowly, inwardly pleased when she whimpered meekly from the contact and leaned a little more toward his nibbling caresses. The warmth of his body was now solely concentrated in his fingers, invisible lightning shocking her senses with his heat traveling through her form, but the bare contact did startle Uriko a bit, though not strong enough to make her break away just yet.
When she did nothing to deter his movement, the young man allowed a partial grin to touch his lips, thinking that he had her entranced in his hands, and this of course, brought him great pleasure; he mused arrogantly before pressing onward, I have won but one battle in our deal, and this girl is already mine…