Hello! This chapter was not in the original story, so this is an entirely new addition. LEMON WARNING if you do not want to read this chapter, it is just extra and it will not take away from the rest of the story if you skip it!

It was an early summer afternoon, and dark, heavy clouds had loomed ominously in the sky all morning. They broke open at last, as they had been threatening to, unleashing an unrelenting, torrential downpour. Unfortunately for the Shinsengumi's first division, the weather did not hold out for them to finish their morning rounds. Once they had reached the gates and ensured that all of the unit had made it back in, Souji grabbed Mikoto's hand and they took off, running towards shelter. They laughed as they ran up under the overhang on the walkway outside of her room where she fell into his arms and they came together in an exhilarated kiss. Pulling away, she looked up at him, unable to contain her grin.

"I think I'd like to change into something dry," she stated.

"Okay." His simple response left her suspicious. She eyed him for a moment before turning, leaving his embrace and sliding her door open. She stepped in and Souji followed suit, closing her door behind him. She slid her saturated haori off of her shoulders.

"Souji."

"Yes, Mikoto?" She slowly turned to face him to see that he had taken a few steps towards her.

"I said I'm changing." His lips curled into an alluring smile, and his green eyes glinted suggestively.

"I know what you said. " His voice was low as he spoke. She allowed the top of her kimono to slip, exposing her shoulders, but remaining otherwise covered. She took a step towards him, looking up through her thick lashes.

"It's the middle of the day," she pointed out, taking on a sultry tone. Souji rested his hands on her hips.

"What's your point?" She snaked her arms around his neck, and pressed up against him in a very deliberate fashion. He took the opportunity to place an open mouthed kiss on her shoulder before working his way up her neck, nipping at spots he knew were sensitive.

"The others might hear." Her voice became breathy as she suppressed her small gasps.

"Then I guess you had better be quiet," he said in a near whisper, his words coming out almost as a husky growl against her jawline. With no reason to continue her weak, half hearted protest, she captured his lips in a passionate kiss. He returned it with a hungry desire, his arms moving in an attempt to pull her closer. She reached and freed his damp hair from its topknot, making it easier for her to tangle her finger into his mahogany locks and bring him deeper into the kiss. After what felt like an eternity, they parted from one another, their eyes glazed over by lust, each intoxicated by the other's taste. Souji wasted no time pulling the top of her kimono down the rest of the way, leaving it to fold over the top of her hakama. His hands fell back to her hips and he worked his way down, trailing kisses from the corner of her lips down to the top of her chest binding, using his teeth to tear the fabric and free her ample breasts.

"Damnit Souji…" she complained, though her words left her mouth with a feeble, unconvincing quiver. He just smirked, admiring her figure for a moment, taking handfuls of her soft flesh. They fit his hands perfectly, and brought his blood rushing to his groin, more so than it already had. Unable to hold himself back he buried his face between her breasts. He took her sweet scent in, his mind growing foggy with want, then with the tip of his tongue, traced a path to her left nipple, taking the already hardening nub into his mouth. A shiver ran through her spine as she arched her back to meet him and a contented sigh left her parted lips. One of his arms wrapped around her lower back to support her. As he began to suck and nibble, one of her hands traveled down the back of his shoulder, her nails digging into his skin, her head lolling back slightly. Once he was satisfied he had played enough, he moved on to give the other breast the same treatment. This sent all new waves of pleasure coursing through her. She nuzzled into the top of his head, biting her lip to suppress her moans. Deciding it was time she took control for a bit, she ran both hands under his haoris. He stood up straight, allowing her to push both his blue uniform coat and his usual maroon haori to the ground. She did the same with his black kimono, pushing the top down so it hung around his waist. She greedily drank in the sight of his battle toned form. She grabbed him by the waistband of his hakama, pulling him close, then started placing tender kisses along his collarbone. He watched her slowly sink down, leaving a trail down his chest and stomach.

"Where are you going?" She looked up at him as she slowly, tantalizingly undid his hakama.

"Oh, nowhere,"she said innocently, her sweet smile a stark contrast to the provocative stare she had fixed him with.

"Well why don't you go nowhere a little faster…" He tried his best to hide the desperation in his voice, but he was growing too impatient. Every little teasing movement she was making caused fabric to brush up against him, making him more and more sensitive by the second. When she finally had him freed, she just looked at him, relishing the pleading look she received. "Mikoto, come on, just-" His breath hitched in his throat as she suddenly dragged her tongue along his length before taking him into her mouth. "Fuck, Mikoto…" he groaned, taking fistfulls of her still wet hair. His legs felt as though they were growing weaker with each swirl of her tongue, and she could feel him tense up under her fingers. She played with her rhythm, moving quickly and intensely only to slow down, taunting him. His hips bucked involuntarily, begging her to continue. Instead she slowly let him fall away from her, earning a slight whimper from the man, then planted a kiss on his tip, looking up with a wink. "Get your ass up here," he demanded, pulling her up by her arms. He captured her lips and kissed her as though he would never get the chance to again. "Take...this...off," he breathed, tugging on her hakama, each word coming out quickly before returning to her lips as he didn't want to part from her for even a moment. She happily complied, discarding her obstructive articles of clothing. Souji immediately sent one of his hands down, two of his fingers disappearing into her wet folds. She let out a surprised gasp, and melted into him, her legs nearly giving out under the sudden wave of intense pleasure.

"You gotta give a girl...some warning…" He just smirked, nipping at her lower lip. He pumped his fingers at a steady rate, being sure to be very deliberate in his movements as he targeted her sweet spot. He loved watching her golden eyes begin to swim in euphoria. Her breathing grew heavier and more ragged, and she buried her face in the crook of his neck, feeble whimpers escaping her. His scent only fueled her desire, and warmth that pooled at her core threatened to bubble over. As if sensing this, he slowed to a stop, pulling his hand away. He brought a finger to his lips.

"Remember to be quiet," he warned, then hefted her up, holding her under her rear so she could wrap her legs around his waist. He carried her a few steps, pressing her up against the back wall of her room. Mikoto dropped one of her legs for balance, then draped the other over Souji's elbow allowing him to position himself at her entrance. He leaned in, eyes half lidded, touching his parted lips to hers, then slid easily into her. Almost in sync, they each let out a raspy sigh of satisfaction, their hot breath mingling. The sensation overwhelmed their senses and in that moment all that mattered was that they were together. After giving her a moment to adjust, he began thrusting at a steady rhythm. He started slow at first. He wanted to savor everything, the way she felt the way she smelled, the way she sounded. It was clear that she was also trying to hold back as her hold on his hair tightened, almost painfully so, but he didn't mind.

"Souji... " The desperation in her voice wasn't hidden in the slightest, and he couldn't deny her. Unable to restrain himself any longer, he picked up the pace, until he was thrusting into her rapidly. She threw her head back against the wall, her nails clawed at his shoulder and her fingers pulled on his hair. Has rammed into her repeatedly, she let out an irrepressible cry, so he quickly threw his free hand over her mouth and she bit into his palm. As he felt himself nearing climax, he muffled his own groans in the crook of her neck. She did her best to buck in time with him as she felt herself reaching her peak. All she wanted was to have him buried in her as far as he could be. Her walls began to tighten around him, sending him over the edge. He choked on his own breath as he released with one last thrust, twitching and emptying everything into her depths, his teeth tearing slightly into her delicate skin. Mikoto followed close behind, her body trembling as she was overtaken by her own orgasm, Souji's hand quieting her screams of pleasure. Once they were both finished, Souji's hand fell from her mouth and she dropped to stand on both of her feet. They fought to catch their breath, their skin glistening with sweat, as they leaned on the wall and one another for support. He pulled her to him, burying his face into her hair, her scent keeping him in his dazed state. She fit perfectly in his arms as she returned his affectionate embrace, nuzzling into his chest. She basked in their glow, wanting to drag the moment on for as long as possible.

"You're so beautiful, Mikoto-chan," he murmured sweetly. They both had words they wanted to say, but neither dared to say them. Instead they enjoyed the silence for a while longer, listening as the rain pelted down on to the roof over their heads.