"Do you want me to take you both back to Komugi Island?" Brulee asks her brother. Katakuri shakes his head, "No, I'd rather avoid wedding planning for another night. Is that alright with you darling?" You smile and nod, liking the idea of being alone with Katakuri on a ship, no intrusions. This will feel like your first night together. Completely free to love each other, totally untethered. "How much longer do you plan on ignoring your usual duties Brother?" Brulee side-eyes him. "What usual duties?" You ask. He sighs, "I've been putting off my responsibilities since…" You nod in understanding, "Since me." Brulee crosses her arms, "and that's very unlike our Big Bro Katakuri!" You bet Brulee blames you. He blushes, "Stop it Brulee. No one will bat an eye once my wife is with child." You blush thinking about your wedding night. "WELL," you say changing the subject, "I don't need a babysitter anymore, so you can go right back to those responsibilities, whatever they are." Brulee raises an eyebrow, like she believes you'll still need to be watched, but she wouldn't dream of actually voicing that concern. At least not in front of you. "I think I'll take my leave," Brulee says, "here, I just finished it and I know you like books." She hands you a novel with a red cover, you beam at her, "thank you! I love it!" Brulee smirks, "you haven't even read it. But I know you will and I'm certain you'll devour its contents.." Katakuri takes the book from your hands, "Brulee, are you trying to give my wife one of your sex books?" You like that he's already calling you his wife. Brulee blushes. Your eyes get big and you jump up and snatch the book back, "thanks Brulee, can't wait!" You give her a wink and she smirks knowingly. Katakuri sighs, "women." You clutch the book to your chest. "Enjoy!" Brulee winks and she disappears into a mirror on the wall.
"Where are we going to sleep?" You ask Katakuri. "Tired?" He asks. "It's been a long and very emotional day," you say. "You are very emotional," he agrees. "Hey!" You pout. You jump up on him and wrap your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist. "What are you doing?" He blushes. "You're carrying me," you yawn and lay your head on his shoulder, using his fluffy scarf as a pillow. "I can see that," he mumbles. "Then why'd you ask," you sass. He sighs, "Only you can get away with talking to me like that." You smirk, "I know." That's why it's so much fun, you think. He carries you up stairs and into a cabin, sets your red book on the bedside table, then he lays you down on the bed and kisses you. It was meant to be a quick kiss, but it didn't end. You hang onto his neck, your legs still wrapped around his waist until he gives in and joins you in bed.
You push your tongue into his mouth and swirl your tongue around his. He's letting you take charge, giving into your needy, demanding mouth. You wiggle your hips, squirming against his chest. He breaks the kiss, "Is there something you need?" He jokes but you're too turned on to think of a witty retort. You grunt in frustration and capture his lips in yours again. Your fingers play with his spiky hair as you explore his mouth with your tongue. The minute he pulls away you pull him back in, his taste is magnetic and you can't possibly get enough of him. Then you break this kiss because a realization washes over you. "I want you," you pant, completely out of breath. "I can tell," he smiles. "No, I want you. All of you, right now," you demand. You know you won't feel truly fulfilled unless he's given you absolutely all of him. He nuzzles into you and kisses your cheek. You groan and force his lips back onto yours, you suck and bite his lower lip. "Easy," he says, stroking your hair. "No, I want more," you beg him.
He sits down in the bed and pulls you onto his lap and whispers into your ear, "I think you can wait until our wedding night." You groan, "you're so mean!" He grabs your breasts in his hands, "Oh yeah? How mean? Tell me," he whispers. "So mean!" You whine and you squirm, desperate for satisfaction. He rolls your nipples in his fingers. You pant and moan, "harder!" He chuckles, "Shhh," he quiets you and he rubs your inner thighs. "So mean Katakuri! I want more," you beg him. You wiggle out of your clothes as he pulls his right glove off with his teeth and you moan. He chuckles, loving the adoration and lust in your eyes. He rubs you in slow circles and you whimper. You reach up and pull the glove out of his mouth. You arch your back until your lips brush against his, he teases you, keeping his lips just out of your reach. "Put your finger inside me," you smirk, looking up at him from his lap. "I can't do it, I'm mean," he says. You blush, "I can't think of words right now! I just want you!" He thought about teasing you by saying, 'those are words,' but he can see how tormented you already are and how desperately you want a release. He circles your entrance with his middle finger, coating both sides in your wetness. Then he pushes the tip in, twisting as he pulls back out and pushes back in deeper until his finger is fully inside you.
You moan in pleasure. You reach up and grab the back of his neck, he changes his position, laying on his left side. You scoot into the nook his left arm creates and you spread your legs wider. His finger seems to be hitting a spot that fills your needs nicely. You open your mouth and arch your back, your appetite for him insatiable. He lowers his head and opens his mouth for you, you attack his mouth, in hot wet kisses, stroking his tongue back and forth with yours. "Two fingers," you moan, and he's already wetting his other finger in your puddling wetness. The second added finger was a nice accommodation, so enjoyable that you feel your provocation peaking. You bite your bottom lip, "I don't want to yet," you whimper. "I don't think you have a choice," Katakuri chuckles. You lean up to kiss him again but he shakes his head, "not until you cum for me," he smirks. You whimper and groan. You close your eyes and tense every muscle in your body, focusing on the pleasure. "Look at me," he whispers, wanting to see your eyes when you cum. You open your eyes half way and cum for him, whimpering as he draws out your orgasm with his fingers. You lay your head closer to his chest. You're so tired now. He carefully withdrawals his fingers and sucks your cum off of them. He kisses your forehead and leaves you asleep in bed, not joining you again until he's wearing only his underwear. Then he pulls you against his chest and rubs your back. Enjoying every second with you, as he falls asleep.