Darkness in the Night
RK doesn't belong to me.
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The darkness came, and went, like the movement of the ocean waves. Coming in and out, in and out…it reminded her of the movement of his body against her own as he beat down upon her in his silent rage. This was the first time in so many years that he had taken his anger out on her--but what had he to be angry about? She prayed that it wasn't about her or their son Kenji, who was asleep just a few rooms down the hall.
Another amazement, he had dragged her to their room, as if wanting to hide her from the rest of the world and just keep her for him self. For only him to see, feel, speak to and fuck in a raging madness. He could've just taken her on the floor of the living room downstairs, or in the cold dark ballroom where he had taken her virginity only a few years ago.
Suddenly he stopped, gasping hard as he tried to regain his breath, he had come, and didn't leave anything for her, but he didn't care. Nothing mattered at the moment over the reassurance that she was there, that she was his. And he wanted it that way, didn't he?
His head hurt, pounding in his skull like a hammer hitting a nail, but always missing its target, just pissing off the one hammering away. He hated it, just like he seemed to be hating his job and its endless dangers.
But, nothing would make him quit, he would continue to run that Mafia until the day he died.
"Kenshin…" Kaoru whinnied, though she didn't mean to, but the feeling of not being able to be full, to be complete because of him had left her needy. Hungry for something she couldn't quite fulfill by her self.
"What?" he growled out, pinning her body down with his own and kissing her roughly on the lips as she tried to speak. The taste of sake, thick and strong meet her tongue as his forced her into action. It was sickening, and she tired to regain control of her own body, but the pleasure, this feeling that he was giving her was filling that place that needed it the most. "Do you have nothing to say now?"
He spat out the last words, going for her neck, making her arch and cry out as he bit down hard on the smooth column. Seeing her in pain, crying out his name in soft gasps, groans and moans just made him want her more, but the thought that led it all was the fact he was so possessive about her. Everything about her he wanted, just for him and him alone. No one else would be able to touch her, to see this beauty as she cried out in pain and passion. Only he would, and he would keep it that way.
"Mama? Papa?" came a soft cry from the door as it opened, revealing a small Kenshin look alike, holding his soft brown teddy bear to his chest, matching the teddy bear footse pajamas he had insisted on.
"What is it Kenji-chan?" his mother choked out, fearing for him rather then her self. Kenshin couldn't see him, but he could tell that his son was there, and tried to get him self calm, there would be only hell to pay if his son were to witness the acts of what he wanted to do farther to the woman they both loved.
"I had a nightmare!' The child started to whimper; the memories of a bad dream coming to him once more.
Kaoru didn't know what to do, to invite Kenji into the bed with them, or to send him back to his own with the words that everything was going to be okay. She was going to say her second thought when Kenshin spoke before she could.
"Come on Kenji-chan, you can sleep with us," he said the words in the soft tone she had grown to know, hiding behind the mask he had created to hid the demon inside. The boy smiled and climbed into bed with them, snuggling down between his parents. Holding his teddy tight, he fell back to sleep with hardly any trouble.
Kaoru didn't say anything, fearful of waking the child and having him hear the words she wanted to say, the questions that bubbled up inside of her that needed answers now, and not latter.
"Just go to bed koishii," Kenshin muttered, closing his own eyes and falling into the slumber like their child. She looked at him, and slowly fell asleep as well.
"Have a good time at your Aunt Misao's!" Kaoru called after her son as the little boy waved back from the back of the car that was taking him to Tokyo. He was going to visit Misao and Aoshi, while Kaoru was still stuck at their palace by the sea with a husband she hadn't seen all morning. She hadn't expected him to allow Kenji to sleep with them, with the mood he was in. It had greatly surprised her to say the least.
"And now what do I do?" She asked to the wind, expecting no answer, but only getting a great shock as a pair of arms wrapped about her waist, pulling her close to her husband's body.
"I'd say we don't have any more nightly interruptions," he said, his breath tickling across her ear. His lips kissed her ear, biting down at the lobe and pulling down on it. She gasped, arching back into him.
Kenshin smiled and kissed his way down her jaw, turning her around in his hold so he could kiss her on the lips.
"Why don't we take this some where else?"
He pulled her along with him, heading into their house and pulling her along up the stairs. She didn't want to piss him off, but she had to know what was making him feel like this, making him hurt her like he did before--but some little voice in the back of her mind voiced that it should always be like this. That was the voice of her past, a side of her she thought had been destroyed when everything started to turn out right, when he finally told her he loved her and that he would be with her forever.
"Kenshin, anata…please, tell me what is wrong?" She said as they reached their room, and he stopped, turned around and wrapped his arms tightly around her waist, kissing her hard on the lips. His tongue entered her mouth, tangling with her own, making them both want more with just the promise of the intensity of this one kiss, but Kaoru knew that they had to stop this, and get the answer she wanted.
"No, wait, please stop," she whispered in-between the breaths of air she had to get to her lungs before they burst from the loss of air that cam with the kiss. "You have to tell me, please Kenshin…"
"You want me to tell you?" He let go off her, pushing her body into the door, holding her there tightly with his own body as his lips took her own in a hard kiss. "Do you really want to know, bitch? The anger that I can create and force upon anyone?"
His hands tore at her clothes, and he went to her breasts, suckling on one taunt nipple and making her gasp, arching ever so slightly into him. He fumbled with his pants, pushing up her skirt and entered her in a quick fashion. She cried out, tears coming to her eyes as Kenshin forced his way into her, the steady pace from last night coming again.
And then he was done, leaving her hanging once more for something she couldn't quite get on her own.
He fixed him self up as she sank to the floor in a stunned look. Looking at her, the way her clothes tore in all the right places, the soft bruises on her skin from last night, and the sweat that had appeared nicely over the silky skin of her stomach and thighs.
She looked like a little whore who had just been screwed for the first time. And that just made him mad, she was his and his alone, after this much time she should be used to the pace he loved, the pace he wanted to force down into her. The one thing he had never shown her was that, but the thought never came to his mind as amber eyes glowed with a fiery anger.
He grabbed a fist full of hair, pulling her up. She cried out in pain as the hair pulled at her skull, threatening to pull it off.
Never of them expected what would happen next as his hand connected with her face, knocking it all the way over. She fell to the floor like a limp rag dog.
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AN: I realized that this is going to be two parts, instead of one…oh well. I decided to write this one that goes with the main series of fics I have been writing for some odd reason. Once I remember who said I should do something like this, I will properly say that this is dedicated to them (once I remember that is, sorry). Anyway, please review, it would help me finish this faster. Please?