Chapter 26

Just under 5,500 words and almost all of it is NSFW lemons. I won't often write this much for one chapter. In fact I nearly ended it before the lemon actually began but that would have been under 1,000 words and I couldn't do that. I hope you enjoy this chapter. It took me longer then most to write.

"I said I love you! You dolt."

Kuranosuke closed the gap between them with his body. He breathed against her lips before saying, "that's all I needed to hear." His lips pressed against hers and gently coaxed her into a sensuous kiss.

With the barest delicate opening touch of her petal soft lips Kuranosuke was instantaneously aroused. He groaned and pulled her against him so he could relish in every tantalizing curve as they molded against his body. He hoped she would understand by deciphering his body language what he intended, and hoped this understanding would happen in the next few minutes. He groaned as she opened her mouth to his and deepened the kiss. His need for her was making his blood pulse rapidly so he could barely catch his breath. He was sure he never desired anyone as much as he did Tsukimi in this moment. Go slow. Don't scare her. Don't rush her. Slow. Slow. Slow. He chanted in his head as a reminder. He really hoped that all their previous intimate moments would have prepared her enough. The two both had to come up for air with breathy gasps.

He just stared into her dark eyes and groaned as she subconsciously licked her lips. Much like the easy flick of a light switch Tsukimi's actions changed course. Her eyes widened momentarily as she peeled herself away. "I forgot!"

Kuranosuke arched an eyebrow in confusion. How was she able to form complete sentences in this lust filled haze? How was she able to turn off her desire like that? Was it just him? Was he the only one that felt the desperation? The need? No, he was pretty sure that he felt the evidence of her own arousal from the sharp pinpoints of her nipples pebbling hard against his chest. But he would take the higher road and cater to her whims. He couldn't hold back the mental sigh of exasperation however. "What did you forget?"

"I forgot to...uh..tell Kiyoko about the cheesecake party tomorrow."

"Cheesecake party?"

"Yes, I need her to round everyone up to find out their favorite flavors. Mine is cherry. Could you get that info for me really quick?" She looked at the time. "Plus, I am sure they need escorted out at this hour. Can you take care of that for me?"

Kuranosuke wasn't pleased but yes it was true that the crew did need let out of the building so he could lock up behind them. But what the fuck was this nonsense about cheesecake?

Tsukimi sighed. I hope that bought me enough time.

She quickly ran into her room and pulled out a box she had tucked away at the bottom of her lingerie drawer. Opening the box she careful pulled away the tissue paper and bit her lip in nervousness. It took a few deep calming breaths and a few moments for her mind to prioritize what all she wanted to do to prepare for tonight.

First she cupped her hand around her mouth and nose and breathed deep to determine if she had ate anything that would be unappetizing. She scrunched up her nose as a sharp aroma tickled her scent receptors.

Yeah, I should definitely brush my teeth. What else? She went over to her vanity and looked herself in the mirror to get inspiration. Her hair was a bit frazzled she took it down from its current disarray and quickly fashioned one solid braid. As she was wrapping the hair elastic to the bottom her eyes happened to trail over the potted strawberry lip gloss at the corner of the table. Yes, that's a wonderful idea! I can apply that after I brush my teeth.

She ran into the bathroom to do just that. I don't think I should do a full brushing routine. Wouldn't want my mouth to taste too minty fresh. That also would probably be a turn off. I really don't want to come across as overeager either. No, if I come across too eager than I might get him off track in remembering this is my first time.

My first time...my first time...my first time… Tsukimi felt that mantra running through her head and it began to make her even more nervous.

Before applying the lip gloss to her lips she took a seat at the end of her bed to relax. She took in a few calming breaths until she felt her heartbeat slow down to a more normal speed. She looked back down at the perfect pale lavender chemise sitting gently amidst the tissue paper that had kept it protected and hidden. Before that mantra began replaying in her head and making her nervous all over again she quickly removed her clothing to put the pretty silky garment and the matching panties on. The minute the smooth fabric touched her skin she sighed.

Turning to look at herself in the mirror she took in her appearance. Her eyes were bright. Her cheeks were pink. Her pale skin seemed to be glowing. She smiled at her reflection and quickly trailed the gloss over her lips. She took a deep breathe then went back into her bedroom hoping she had given herself the ample amount of time by sending Kuranosuke on a wild goose chase.

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Kuranosuke was quite confused by the turn of events. Going from completely aroused to...well he wasn't sure what to call the emotion that Tsukimi went to. Distracted? Maybe. Uninterested? Doubtful. But, either way if she had been as turned on as he had been how could she have ever sent him away. Was she not ready after all? She had seemed so into the make out sessions previously and had even said she wanted to push it further. But why not now?

He was completely consumed by his thoughts when he literally bumped into Kiyoko. His hands immediately going to her shoulders to steady her since he had nearly knocked her off her feet. "Sorry, about that."

Kiyoko accepted his apology but then took a second to look at his expression. "Something has you distracted. Care to share?"

"Oh..uh. Tsukimi told me to tell you about some cheesecake party tomorrow. She wanted me to come down here and get everyone's favorites before escorting everyone out for the night. It is getting late."

"Everyone else is gone already I was just holding the fort until you two got back." It took a minute for Kiyoko to fully process the rest of Kuranosuke's statement. "Wait, cheesecake party? I live for cheesecake and Tsukimi would have totally remembered to bring up something like that to me." The two stood studying each others' expression for a moment before she must have gotten an idea. "What flavor did Tsukimi say was her favorite?"

"Cherry. Why?"

"Cherry?" Kiyoko's mouth opened in surprise her eyebrows arched and then she bent over at the waist as she started cracking up laughing. "Oh dear. That really slipped past you?" She removed the tears from the corners of her eyes before they could completely ruin her mascara.

"I don't understand."

"It's a codeword. Tsukimi just wanted us to have a quick chat before you go back to her."

"Go back to her?"

"Were you or were you not getting ready to get your freak on with her?"

Kuranosuke blushed in response.

"Yeah, that's what I thought. Look, you don't have to try to prove to me how much you love her or anything. You don't have to tell me you would never hurt her. I already know all that. But, regardless, treat her right and put her needs first. Make sure you are prepared for his, and I don't just mean emotionally. While I think you two are meant to be forever you should still have some time to learn each other on a physical level too. So, don't go getting her pregnant right away or anything stupid like that. Hell, she deserves the ring, the wedding, and all the frills before even getting to the family part. You got me?"

Kuranosuke honestly couldn't believe he was getting this talk from Kiyoko of all people. Tsukimi had grown quite close to the shoe designer over the short time they had known each other. Regardless, this wasn't a talk he should receive from her though. It was a talk he should receive from her dad. Granted, he had bypassed all that with his own private conversation with her father. Now, he just had to prove himself to her friend. But, instead of verbally confirming he found himself simply nodding.

"Good, I think that should have bought her enough time. Lock up after me and then you can go back to your princess. She should be dolled up quite nicely for you. Just don't rip the garment okay? I took great care to help her pick it out."

Now, Kuranosuke's mind was attempting to conjure up Tsukimi in a montage of a variety of lingerie. His blood began pumping straight to his groin and he groaned aloud at his refueled need.

Once he locked the door behind Kiyoko he hightailed his way back upstairs. He couldn't waste another moment so it didn't surprise him that he subconsciously started taking the stairs two steps at a time.

OoO (From this point forward really isn't suitable for work you have been warned)

Tsukimi didn't know what she should do with herself. She was pacing a rut in the floor deliberating with herself. Should she stand in the middle of the room waiting? Should she climb up and relax on the bed? Should she perch at the end of the bed? Should she stay in her own room or go to his? She was a big messy mixture of nerves, fear, and excitement.

The door to their adjoining bathroom opened stopping her in her tracks. She felt like a deer caught in the headlights of an approaching car. His violet gaze traveled down over her body. Once he reached her breasts she felt the grow tight and heavy as if he had reached out and coaxed them into this form. "God! You look sexy as hell, Tsukimi!"

Despite her butterflies and nerves she felt herself reassured by his visual and vocal appraisal. "So, why are you standing all the way over there?" It was sheer luck that had stopped her pacing near the bed otherwise she wouldn't have been able to turn and immediately seat herself at the foot of it. She crooked her finger at him. "Come here, Kuranosuke."

Kuranosuke was a slave to his desire and felt his feet moving of their own accord to where Tsukimi beckoned him. He knelt in front of her and captured her lips with his own. He was only really desiring to reassure her, and to acknowledge the fear she was desperately trying not to show. The moment he tasted the strawberry flavor of her gloss coated lips he found himself pulling back and sucking in his own low lip to keep the flavor lingering on his tongue for a moment. How much he was craving to soothe his frustrations coated the cadence of his voice. It came out husky and jagged like sandpaper. "Scoot up on the bed, Tsukimi. Lean against the pillows. I want to explore you." He reached in his pocked and watched as Tsukimi's eyes went wide when he took out what he had put there for safe keeping before seeking her out.

Tsukimi gulped at the long link of individually packed condoms. Were they really going to need that many?

"No, worries my love. We will take things slow." He climbed up her body and leaned in whispering against her lips. "I just wanted to be prepared for the future. My princess deserves to be made love to in her princess bed after all." He gently nipped at her lips. He propped himself above her with his hands against the mattress and caging her in the confines of his fully extended arms.

She couldn't have that. She wanted him closer. She wanted to feel the evidence of his arousal against her belly. She wanted his sculpted chest against her lush curves. There should be no distance between them. She lifted up at the waist so her chest could brush against his own. "You are too far away."

"Well, we can't have that can we." He grinned and slowly released the tension from his arms so he slowly molded himself against her. He reached on his hand so he held her cheek and leaned in to her once again touching his lips gently against her own. Was every kiss he shared with her going to feel like some new experience? If so he would never tire of taking them and coaxing them open. He would always hold a certain fascination with exploring the deep caverns of her mouth his tongue.

Tsukimi barely registered as the kiss deepened that she had wrapped her arms around his back and began clawing at his shirt. It was when he pushed against her with his hips, opening his mouth as he moaned against the delicious sensations she was generating that her awareness grew. It prompted her to trail her nails further down his back to the bottom of his shirt and creep back up, underneath his shirt, to administer the same attention to the flesh of his back. She reluctantly pulled away from his probing lips in order to ask a question only to be derailed by Kuranosuke's lips trailing across her cheek and capturing her earlobe between his teeth. She hissed and found her own hips reaching out against him. She wanted to ask him to remove his shirt so she could explore his body better but her words were taken from her from the sensations and she found herself grappling at the bottom of his shirt desperately trying to remove the evil garment from his body.

If he hadn't been so consumed with need he probably would have chuckled at her needy hurried attempts. Instead he pulled away from her to remove the garment himself then leaned back in to her body and latched on to the delicate creamy skin of her throat. His fingertips trailed against the silky strap of the equally innocent and sexy scrap of cloth that barely covered her body. If the cloth felt so sensuous against his mere fingertips he wondered what it was doing to her body. Her nipples were pebbled and straining against the cloth as if asking for his attention. He pulled back from her slightly and asked a question her wasn't sure he had the mental capacity to completely formulate. "What material is this made of?"

Tsukimi pursed her swollen lips together as she tried to comprehend what he was asking. "Why?"

"Because, if it's silk then I don't want to get it wet. Silk degrades once it makes contact with water, and honestly I want this garment to be intact for later reuse."

Tsukimi still didn't understand why he was asking but she answered his question regardless. "Kiyoko checked the tag and made she sure it didn't need to be dry cleaned."

Thank you, Kiyoko for having the capacity to consider something like this. The way the two were currently laying was a bit uncomfortable for Kuranosuke so he pushed away for a moment. When he saw her frown he smiled down at her. "No worries, love, I'm not going anywhere. I just need to get more comfortable." His hands went to Tsukimi's thighs and gently guided them apart. "Also, I wanted closer to you."

Tsukimi was excited and nervous at the same time. When she felt his clothed arousal brush up against her core she found herself bending her right leg at the knee and reaching up with her hips for more of the exquisite sensation.

Kuranosuke groaned and pumped his hips against her a couple times out of sheer reflex before he went back to his original plan. He gently brushed the pads of his fingertips against the silken clad swell of her right breast. As her chest lifted upward and she moaned in reaction to the sensation he bent his head to take the pebbled nipped directly into his mouth. Her fingers almost immediately found purchase on his scalp as she writhed in the euphoria he was administering. "Do you like this better with your breast clothed in the luxurious silky cloth? Or do you prefer if I do this?" He pulled the cloth away from her left breast and immediately sucked on the budding flesh. Once he pulled away again he caressed her face and awaited her answer.

She blinked a few times to process that he had even asked a question at all. "I like them both."

"I'm asking because I can either keep the garment on or completely remove it."

"You mean keep it on the entire time we make love?" She blinked up at him in dazed confusion.

"You know well that I can easily work around garments of clothing." He trailed his left hand against her clothed breast again. A deep exhale left her body. His right hand had made a concealed exploration up her left him to where he felt the thin strap of silk that held the front and back of her panties together. "I would still remove these however."

Tsukimi bit down on her bottom lip as she considered. The concept was absolutely foreign to her. She had always assumed one would have to be completely naked when they had sex, or made love as Kuranosuke was reverently referring to the act as. This would be her first time and while there was a part of her that wanted to experience his bare body flush against her own there was something tempting about having the extravagant material between their bodies. "How does the fabric feel against your own skin?"

Kuranosuke smiled down at her. She would consider his own feelings in this question and he wouldn't want to disappoint her by giving her a half answer. "It is only adding to the sensations. By yourself with your luscious body and sexy moans of appreciation are already enough for me to ache. The thought of adding this silky fabric between us just turns me on all the more."

She smiled. "Then keep it on. We can remove it completely next time."

Kuranosuke felt himself twitch at the thought of a next time. He hadn't even had her once yet and she would no doubt be sore afterward but he knew he would become addicted to her heat after the first moment he was welcomed into her body.

Kuranosuke once again captured her mouth with his own. His right hand still at her hip he pulled her closer to him so he could feel the rounded curves of her ass. He didn't grab her forcefully rather he caressed it so she could get used to him having his hand there.

She whimpered and bent her other knee get closer because as he caressed her he had pumped against her again. She craved more of that delicious friction. Her hands had trailed down his back to his own ass and grasped him firmly wanting to keep him in that position.

Kuranosuke pulled away from the kiss and whispered against her ear. "Oh, god, what are you doing to me?" The heat of his breath had body aching even more.

"I want you, Kuranosuke. Please."

He smiled down at her. "Not quite yet, love. He kissed her forehead before stroking down her neck back to her breasts once again. His left hand reached up her garment once again and brushed it up to her waist. He kissed down her sternum between her breasts before testing each of their shapes with his mouth once again. When she thrust up with her hips he pulled the side of her panties downward. His left hand reaching in between her thighs. It rested there for a moment. Her pubic hair just barely tickling the back of his fingers. He waited until she was aware he was there. He waited until she lifted her pelvis to help him discard her panties. Once her body did as he mentally asked he threw her panties to the floor.

He hadn't seen her like this yet so he took a moment to look his fill. The curls that covered her womanhood had been trimmed as she must have prepared for this in the past few days. He gently touched them out of wonder. They were lightly dew covered from her arousal. "When did you trim? And don't feel shy it turns me on that you went to the effort."

Tsukimi bit her bottom lip. "I've been...um...trying to keep it tidy for...um...well since I bought the negligee."

He licked his lips as he gently touched her. His fingers gliding against her folds. He wanted to full prepare her. He wanted this to be as good as it could be for her. He knew she would hurt but he hoped it would only be for a mere moment. He hesitated and looked up at her when her breath hissed through her teeth. "You okay? We can always stop now if you want."

Her eyes opened and glared at him as if asking he were insane.

"Okay, I obviously just said the wrong thing there." His fingers gently coaxed against her entry hovering just before he pierced her opening with one finger. He leaned up again and captured her lips. His tongue coaxing her mouth open once again. When she allowed him in was when he pushed past her lips and the joint sensations had her breasts writhing against his chest. He shivered at the sensation. He captured each veiled whimper and moan with his mouth, moving his finger and back and forth inside her. He pulled away from her lips to begin nibbling at her throat, trailing his teeth gently across the flesh and following a path up to her earlobe. Once she sucked on that delicate piece of flesh and she again merged their chests together he pierced her with another finger.

After that her hips began moving in an undulating uncontrolled manner. She was openly moaning and seeking that release he knew her body craved. He kissed his way down her body, stopping at her stomach to look up at her. He knew where he wanted to go but he wanted her to look him in the eyes and realize his intent. He reached upward with his other hand and stroked the breast that was still clad in the decadent fabric before he nuzzled her apart with his lips. Once he uncovered her clit he kissed it directly before administering his tongue directly to the most sensitive part of her.

He was nearly unseated from his perch when both her hips attempted to arch upward off the mattress. Her body language was screaming how much she was enjoying this and wanting completion.

Tsukimi barely had any cognizant thoughts left in her mind. She was completely operating on sensation at this point, and the sensations she was feeling made her believe her soul would soon break apart from her body. She had to have some kind of anchor so she wouldn't veer off into orbit. This dull realization is probably why she tangled her hands in his hair once again. She lifted her hips up to reach his questing mouth and encouraged his assault.

She frowned momentarily when he pulled away. His hands halted their movements and suddenly she found her thighs spread wide and thrust over his shoulders. She felt a blush permeate her skin. "No worries, my love. I just want to be able to get even closer to you." When he ducked his head back this time his fingers played where his mouth had been and his tongue was seeking out entrance to where his fingers had been. She felt his face move up and down against her and found her body trying to follow his movement. "I just wanted to taste you for a moment. Do you prefer this or the previous treatment?"

Tsukimi considered his words briefly before answering. "They are both nice. But I think I liked the previous better."

"Do you mind your legs in this position? I just want to keep you open and close."

"It's not completely comfortable. But, I don't hate it either. If I get tired of having my legs up like this I'll tell you."

With one hand recapturing her breast, two fingers moving inside her, and his tongue against that sensitive little nub Tsukimi was sure she would fracture into a million pieces. She knew her body was cresting for a release stronger than the few that he had given her but she couldn't quit get there and it was beginning to frustrate her. She whimpered and as if he read her mind Kuranosuke pulled his fingers back from her only to add a third to the mix. The stretching burned for a moment but when he pushed forward as far a she could seek with those questing digits her eyes shut of their own accord and a bright light shined behind her eyelids. She might have screamed some nonsensical sound but she couldn't be certain.

Kuranosuke replanted her feet on the mattress and kissed lovingly up her body. "That was the most gorgeous and sexy thing I have ever experienced."

Tsukimi opened her eyes slightly and smiled up at him. She was surprised in her seemingly weakened state that her arms lifted from beside her and grasped his hips tightly before one slid toward the front of his jeans. She glanced down at him as she stroked him through the fabric of his unrelenting jeans. "That doesn't look very comfortable."

He hissed and bucked against her hand. "It's not."

Her hands both met in the middle at the button on his jeans. "Perhaps we can do something to make you more comfortable." She fought with button for only a second or two and pulled down the zipper. Her hands moving back to his hips to pull the fabric down his body.

He quickly helped her finish the task and kicked his jeans to the floor. His boxers were barely able to contain him at this point and he was aroused to the point of being painful. When she timidly reached him and covered him with her hands again he hissed. He removed her hand and kissed her forehead. "I love your touch. I do. But at this point I am barely maintaining control." He pushed himself away to step to the bedside table and tore off one of the packages from the long strip he brought with him. "This is the your last opportunity to postpone this. I won't like it but I will walk away if you don't want to go any further."

Tsukimi shook her head. "No. I want this. I want you."

He clasped her chin in his hand. "That's all I need to hear." He stood there at the side of the bed and pulled down his boxers so he could watch how she perceived his nudity for the first time. Her eyes held more curiosity than fear and that helped convinced him she was ready to take this step. As he grasped himself and rolled the condom on he imagined it was her hands administering the task. He climbed back on top of her pulling her thighs apart so they would properly cradle his body. When she moaned at the sensation he smiled up at her. "I'll start out slow okay. I will try to make this as painless as I can. I want you to relax also. Don't clench out of fear it will just make or apprehension. If you clench your muscles it will only hurt more." She nodded up at him. "I love you."

"I love you, too."

When he nudged into her she wasn't really sure what to expect. She felt a tightness, a sting. It wasn't completely pleasant but it didn't hurt exactly. It was more like her body was adjusting to him. She watched his face and tried to decipher how it was making him feel. She wasn't sure if she could name what she was reading. He seemed to be equal parts frustrated and in complete bliss. A breath seized through her teeth as he pushed deeper.

"This is the part that is going to hurt the most, Tsukimi. I am sorry about this." She didn't get to ask what he was sorry for before he was pushing further in and she was gasping in pain. It was the kind of pain that left you screaming or in tears. But it definitely burned, and it was stinging and uncomfortable. "I'll hover hear for a few moments. Get you used to me. Just let me know when I can move."

The sensation wasn't completely unpleasant. But it was a tad uncomfortable at the moment. She wanted to feel the euphoria that sex was supposed to bring. Her hips began moving of their own. As if her body knew something her mind did not. His body took the queue from her own and began rocking against her. "Oh." Yes now this was starting to feel nice. The long languid motions of feeling him there completely and retracting away from her. It was exquisite.

When Kuranosuke saw the change on her face he leaned in and took her lips with his own. Her moans barely masked by his lips. He reached between the two of them and stroked at her while he pumped himself within her. He wanted to move faster and perhaps if he could motivate her to feel the same. Her body began to not only seek on his fingers but the thrust of his cock and that was all the motivation he needed. He pulled his lips away from her. "I am going to move your thighs again. It will help me get deeper. I want to bury myself to the hilt and let you feel me so deep inside of you."

Tsukimi barely nodded but he took at as consent. Once he rushed deeper into her she moaned loudly which propelled him into moving even more rapidly. His fingers once again massaging against her. He was thankful the bed was knew otherwise it would be protesting against the rapid movements they were making. He was thankful they had no near neighbors who could hear the way the headboard of the princess canopy was rocking against the wall. They weren't saying words but their mutual moans and whimpers were not silent by any means. He leaned into her and whispered against her ear. "Come for me, Tsukimi."

His prompting was apparently just what she needed because once again her eyes filtered shut and that light poured behind her eyelids again. She barely registered the scream that tore from her throat. It was Kuranosuke's following groans and noises of completion that registered. There was something satisfying about hearing how she had made him completely undone. He pulled out of her and laid beside her on his back. "That was…damn I don't think I can compare it."

"What? You've had sex before."

He turned on his side and frowned down at her. "Yes, but I never made love before. I...it was different. In the best of ways."

"What made it so different?" Tsukimi bit her lip. "Was I the first virgin you have been with."

He shook his head. "Don't get caught up on that. The answer is no but that's not why this was different. I never fully sought out equal pleasure. I knew the necessity of it but never had the desire to care about it." He looked down her flushed body. She looked overheated, more so than himself. "I'll be right back." He got up and head to the bathroom.

Tsukimi smiled as watched his bare naked ass walk away. When she heard the facet running she leaned back against the bed and stared up at the canopy. He came back with a wash cloth and began dabbing her skin with it. Once he was finished with that wash rag he pulled out another and pried her thighs apart. He studied her for a moment before gently cleaning her sensitive folds. When she hissed at the sensation. "Sorry, you are probably going to be sore for awhile. Let me get you some aspirin."

He went to move away from her once again and she pulled him back. "I'm okay for now I just don't want you to leave me. Would you sleep here with me tonight?"

"Of course. Let me just put the wash cloths in the hamper and then I am all yours."

He spooned behind her as she drifted to sleep. She was no longer a virgin. It was such a strange thing to realize as her eyes drifted shut.