When Kinu finished with her shower, Takasugi offered one of his shirts and wrapped the girl's hand up. She hadn't spoken the entire time, and he was starting to wonder if she could handle the stress. As they started down the hallway, she leaned against the wall. Takasugi turned back to the girl, and raised an eyebrow.
"You need to calm down."

After gazing at the man, Kinu averted her eyes. He walked to her side, and stopped in front of her. She couldn't crumble after something so necessary. This was the girl who was swinging a knife around at her own father. This should not faze her so much. A hand firmly gripped her hip, and Takasugi leaned towards her. Kinu was still avoiding his gaze. He forced her to look at him; pushing her jaw up.
"Look at me..."
The command was heeded, and Kinu allowed her worried gaze to settle on the man.
"What are you thinking?" He asked, and, Kinu tried not to break the eye contact.
"I didn't mean to kill him..."

Sighing, Takasugi shook his head.
"It couldn't be helped. It was your life or his. Quite frankly, I prefer this route."
A moment of silence passed, and Kinu frowned, yet slowly nodded.
"But what if somebody finds him?"
Shaking his head, Takasugi slipped his hand to the small of the girl's back.
"I took care of it; stop worrying. There's no way it could lead back to you. Tell me... Do you trust me?"
The girl hesitated, yet offered a nod.
"Good... I won't let anything happen to you. You'll be fine."

The words hung in the air, and Kinu studied the man. He shifted his gaze as if he had said too much, but she appreciated him all the same. Leaning into him, Kinu sighed. She murmured a small "thank you" and he tightened his arm around her. He was still looking away, not exactly proud of the protective statement.

Before he knew it, the girl was gently pulling him into a kiss. He didn't know if she was alright to indulge in such a thing at the moment. Just a few moments ago, she appeared to be on the brink of tears. When he moved to break the contact, she refused to let him go. Kinu craved his touch, and wanted nothing more than to sink into the kiss. If Takasugi assured her that everything was fine, she believed him. He was so negative that for him to say anything would be okay was more than enough. Nevertheless, he was the only person she could depend on like this.

It had nothing to do with forgetting, or even thanking him. She just couldn't help herself. She needed him like air, yet knew he would not be able to understand something like that. If anything, she didn't even understand it. The man tried to pull away from her again, groaning in protest, but Kinu gripped his shirt. Nobody had ever caught her attention before. She had always been careful to push everybody away. Takasugi was the only one who understood her thoughts, and could even add to them. He easily handled any seemingly random statements, and knew when she was quoting books.

He stopped resisting her. Instead of nudging her away, he pulled her against himself, and his tongue slipped across her lips. Access was granted, and Kinu raised her hand to the back of his neck. Heat radiated off his skin, and a hand slid up her thigh. Takasugi roughly pushed the girl back to the wall, and pinned her in place. His hand left her leg, finding a place on the barrier behind her. Why would she start this now? He knew he didn't have enough control to stop. She was crossing a dangerous line, which could never be replaced. If she kept pushing him, he would not try to stop. He had waited long enough, and though it was wrong, it really wasn't. Nobody could understand something like this. Rules could not apply to this situation, and were meant to be broken.

Breaking his lips from hers, Takasugi pushed her hair from her neck. He lightly kissed the dark mark from their last encounter, before running his tongue over her skin. Warm breath caused small goose bumps to rise on the girl's skin, and a low moan parted her lips. Kinu grasped the belt of the man's kimono as her free hand pushed past the fabric, to his chest. Grabbing the girl's hand, Takasugi brushed his lips against her ear.
"Are you sure?"
She paused, and shifted her gaze.
"Yeah..."

That was all he needed. That one word freed him of his chains; allowing him to fully satiate his need. All the while he would appreciate the girl in front of him. Not so much as being grateful, but expressing her importance without saying anything. His lips crashed into hers, and she eagerly accepted his touch. She tugged at his belt, and he bit her lower lip. Popping the buttons of her shirt open, Takasugi pulled the girl against his bare skin. An undeniable hardness pressed against her, and she groaned as his palms wandered over her; squeezing, and tracing her curves. A leg slipped between hers before the man swapped places with her and placed his back against the wall. He pulled away from the kiss, and pushed Kinu to her knees. She did not need much prompting. As soon as she saw that he was holding his length to her lips she took him into her mouth.

Takasugi's hips bucked, and he groaned as her tongue flicked over him. Burying his hand in the girl's hair, he forced her to increase her pace. She allowed him to move her as he pleased, only furthering his arousal. Low groans filled the air, and Takasugi's head rolled back against the wall. He started to increase her pace, but when he forced himself too far the girl started to pull away. It was obvious that the needed air and he would let her go this time, but the next she would provide more. Pulling her up by her hair, Takasugi locked the girl back in a kiss. He started to lead her back towards his room, hungrily invading the girl's mouth. He could taste himself on her tongue, and throbbed in the cool air, which contradicted the heat Kinu had provided.

As they moved, the girl pushed his kimono from his shoulders, and he shrugged out of it, before wrapping an arm around the girl, and raising a hand to her jaw. The force of their kiss increased and Takasugi freed her of the lingering shirt hanging around her. They reached his bed, and he shoved her back; moving over her. The man trailed down her neck, and to her chest; wrapping his lips around one of her nipples. Kinu moaned as a hand trailed down her stomach and to her middle. The man tightened his teeth around her, earning a small cry of pain before moving to the next. His fingers ruthlessly prodded the girl without entering her. He wanted to hear her scream, and would not soften the pain.

Kinu squirmed beneath him, and laced a hand through his hair. The man moved down her body, stopping only to lick the joints of her hips. His tongue slipped down to her core and the girl immediately bucked her hips. Loud groans filled the air, as he teased her clit, and scraped his teeth over her. The hand in his hair tightened, and she moved to close her legs, but he firmly pinned them to the bed. She would endure every second of his fun; he would make sure of that.


A/N: It's happening, it's happening! GAHHHH
The moment we've all been waiting for!