Author's Note: Sorry about the wait guys. This chapter has a semi-lemon in it and I was uncomfortable in my abilities to give you guys a great one without a rush. I might do the Bad Ending in the next chapter to add some spice but idk. Enjoy!
Miyuki had fallen asleep shortly after their encounter. The energy had been drained from her so quickly but he whispered in her ear about a special meeting place and when the moon was high, she snuck away from her sisters and followed her tormenter through the woods to such a beautiful place. He was obviously going to kill her now that she was his.
Miyuki reluctantly took her gaze from the now rippling water of the lake and turned to Kanato. He looked pleased in a weird sense and it drew her on edge. How would he kill her? Drown her? Drain her of all blood? Her breath quivered with anxiety as he began to walk towards her.
"I want to destroy all beautiful things," His eyes seemed to scrutinize her form. "Do you understand?"
A part of her did. At least in the sense that she wanted all beautiful things to be removed from the world because there was no place for them here. This world was far too cruel for anything that has beauty to exist among its thorns. She told him so.
He laughed. "Miyuki, do you not include yourself?" Her cheeks flared as she tried to splutter out a response before he continued. "But I don't want to destroy you… So perhaps I could dirty you instead?"
For the second time that day, Miyuki found herself on her back with Kanato hovering over her. Dirty? She thought, confused. What could he possibly do to her corpse? She figured that her body would be drained and put on display with the rest of the brides. The thought was scary but that seemed to be the only thing that she could think of.
!SEMI(?)-LEMON AHEAD!
"I don't-" She was abruptly cut off as she found her gown being lifted, revealing her bare stomach and panties. "Ah!" Miyuki grabbed his wrist but he had already lifted the cloth over her covered breasts. "What are you doing?!" Her brain couldn't process this and she watched in terrified confusion as his heavily lidded eyes gazed at her.
"Something pleasurable and just as painful," He grinned.
The dots within her brain were beginning to line up and just as he finished lifting her dress over her head. "No!" She tried to scramble back but was pulled back in by her ankle. Now he was directly above her and she was shaking. However, when she looked up at him, something about all of this felt right.
"Don't resist. If you do, I'll end up ripping out your throat." He lowered himself onto her and his teeth found her abused neck. This feeling was normal. She was used to the feeling of blood draining out of her and into him. The attentive hand, however, was foreign. She felt as one of his hands descended down her body in such a sensual way. He had touched her like this maybe twice before, but this time the results were different.
Kanato's hand found Miyuki's left breast and he took it within his palm, almost weighing it before his hand began to massage it. Miyuki let out a small mew of pleasure as his hands went underneath the bra that she wore and began playing with the nipple. He detached himself from her neck long enough to examine her face and tease her before moving lower and biting her above her breast. Miyuki yelped but the same ministration was applied to her right side, distracting her from the pain.
He moved lower. His nose grazed some of the scars that he had personally inflicted upon her and it made him smile, pleased. He came to her inner thigh, lips trailing before biting in causing Miyuki to cry out but she didn't pull away. He was very satisfied with her responses and returned to her face to reward her with a kiss on the lips. Her mouth was submissive, allowing him to have full access. Their tongues danced in an iron flavored swirl but Miyuki found something about that amazing. Then she felt something even better.
Kanato's hand had found its way to her covered womanhood and was currently caressing the dampening folds behind the cloth of her underwear. A gasp slipped out but it didn't get in the way of their heated kiss. Eventually, Miyuki broke away to gasp in some air which gave Kanato more time to work on her lower region. His fingers grew impatient as the wet surface beneath the cloth encouraged him to slip beneath the obstruction and work by moving up and down in a quickening pace. Miyuki continuously tried to hold in her moans and whimpers of pleasure but many broke through her quivering lips.
"Ne, Miyuki," Kanato panted looking at her with lust but there was desperation behind his gaze, "You won't ever leave me, right?" His hand was still moving against her folds at a rapid pace causing her hips to instinctually buck. Her ears heard his words but her mind immediately scrambled them and they were lost behind a haze. She attempted to close her eyes to clear her thoughts but Kanato immediately stopped and gripped her chin with his soaked hand. He waited for an answer as she tried desperately to collect herself.
After a moment of recollection, her mind was able to understand his words and her heart clenched for him. She knew that behind his psychopathic ways, that he was a tortured boy. She wasn't going to allow anything to happen between them without clarifying one thing. "Kanato, I will NEVER leave you. I am yours."
"You promise?" The child-like nature of him asked.
"I promise."
He seemed happy to accept this answer and moved in for another kiss. This one wasn't filled with desperation. No, it was filled with relief and happiness. It held a place where the two of them were alone and could bond. He pulled away. She watched as he slipped his fingers back beneath her and circled around her entrance, teasing her center. He slowly dipped a finger inside her and all of the inexperience and pleasure erupted at once. She felt the muscles inside of her contract and relax in a rhythmic tempo, rocking her hips experimentally. Suddenly, he brought the glistening fingers to his mouth and licked them in an erotic way.
As she waited for the pulsing pleasure to die down, she took the time to observe him in a way that she never had before. His silky purple hair, his hauntingly beautiful eyes, and the tips of his fangs that balanced to lightly against his lips suited him so perfectly. The image of his sensual look with his fingers in his mouth, tasting her, seemed so unlike him but fit so perfectly. She wanted more. Her heart panged for him as she lusted for whatever she could get from her sight.
!SEMI(?)-LEMON OVER!
"Kanato…" She breathed, lifting herself and kissed his lips in such a forward way. "I love you…" She sighed. Then upon feeling him stiffen she also stilled, horrified. What had she just said? What was wrong with her? The haze from her orgasm was clearing up so quickly and now the tears of shame pooled in her eyes. What would Emi think of her now? She would never forgive such an act! And Kanato… He said he wanted her to never leave him, not that he would dedicate himself to her. All of the doubts and worries began to boil up inside of her so she attempted to pull away only to find resistance. Kanato had wrapped his arms around her.
"I am feeling that emotion…happiness…" His quiet voice mused. "Could that mean that I truly care for you too?"
"I hope so," She muttered as she buried herself within his chest, her heart still fluttering. "Kanato, I'm scared. I don't want to go back." She sat in silence for a moment. "K-Kanato…"
He looked at her. "Hm?"
"Can I hear you sing?" She looked up at him, eyes begging.
He looked at her and pouted. "You have still not sang for me. Teddy and I would like to hear your voice again."
Miyuki groaned, her eyes fluttering shut before staring at him again. "What would you like to hear… Oh! What about that song that you sang when we were in my room? I really liked it."
"Fine, but if you mess up I'll punish you."
"Okay." She would endure anything to avoid returning to her sisters and guilt waiting back at the mansion.
