Author's notes: This story is a sort of sequel to "As Purity Lay in the Arms of Evil", other than "As Evil Lay in the Arms of Purity" and "Obsession Possession" and can be considered a sort of prequel to "Tekken 5: The Kazama-Mishima Connections, "The Kazama-Mishima Connections 2" and "The Kazama-Mishima Connections 3" so I suggest you read those fics since it may have something to do with this. This fiction is from Jun Kazama's point of view. Some characters, situation and information may be fan-made. Rated NC-17
Disclaimer: Jun Kazama, Jin Kazama, Kazuya Mishima, and all Tekken characters referred in this fanfic are the property of NAMCO. This is only a fan fiction from the imagination of an obsessed fan. No copyright infringement intended.
Chapter 7: Final Dream
"Devil...!" I gaped at Kazuya's left eye. It was blazing a fiery red: an evil fiery red.
"Yes, Devil..." Kazuya nodded regretfully.
"You allowed him to take over you!"
"I had no choice," he explained. "I was losing the battle with my father. He tempted me. He told me that if I was to die, I would never see you again. So...I accepted him; accepted him though it took you a long time to exorcise him from me.
"But I shouldn't have allowed him. Even with his wretched power on my side, I still lost and I died...or rather, almost died."
"Died?" I looked up at him with tears in my eyes. "So...all those nightmares? Those dark premonitions of your death? They were all real?"
"You dreamt about me?"
"Not a single night passed without you in my dreams," I revealed. "I was tortured with the thought of losing you forever. How did you survive?"
"A group of geneticists took me in," he had a strange smirk on his face. "Ironically, they belong to one of the greatest rivals of my father's company: the G Corporation. They revived me and they helped me control the devil in my blood...the so called Devil Gene. If not for them, I may not be able to talk to you as normally now."
"So...they know you're here?"
"No," he shook his head and smiled, almost cynically. "Let's just say I played hooky."
I had to laugh. But that didn't stop the tears from running down my cheeks. Kazuya saw it and his smile instantly faded. With his thumb, he gently wiped my cheeks dry.
"Goodbye, Jun..." his lips fell on my forehead. That simple kiss sent shivers up and down my spine. It was the first intimate contact we've had in five years. And I craved for more.
I held on Kazuya's arm tighter as his lips made their way down to my eyelids, my cheeks, my nose, before hovering hesitantly over my mouth. I let out a shaky breath, anticipating...waiting in agony for the kiss that I had been yearning for.
Unable to wait any longer, I impulsively moved my head first, planting my lips firmly on Kazuya's. He was clearly surprised but he soon began answering my kisses, the passion in it growing more and more intense. His tongue traced the lines of my lips before plunging in between them, my own tongue slithering against his. It was so deep a kiss that my legs began to weaken.
When he finally wrapped his arms around me, I couldn't stop the tears from flowing down my eyes. I couldn't believe I was actually here: in the warmth of Kazuya's strong arms; a lifelong fantasy coming to life.
"Oh, Kazuya...Kazuya..."
"Jun..."
Slowly, we sank down to the soft earth, our lips constantly meeting, consuming and soothing our pent up hunger for intimacy. Another cold breeze bore down upon us, heightening our need for warmth.
"You don't know how long I've waited for this..." Kazuya mumbled, his hands fumbling with the knot on my kimono.
"Kazuya...tell me this isn't a dream..."
"It's not..." he reached for my hand and pressed it against his pounding heart, "Or else you wouldn't be able to feel this..."
I smiled up at him and began to expertly unbutton his shirt but he held my hand and began planting soft kisses on my palm.
"Jun..." he leaned down and whispered, "I don't want to force you. So if you want to stop..."
"No, Kazuya," I shook my head vehemently, my arms flying to the back of his neck. "I don't want to stop. Please...make love to me now..."
Both his dark and red eye glimmered with delight. Devil or not, enemies or lovers, I really didn't care. This was Kazuya: the man I love and the father of my child. It was only he who could quench the thirst brought upon by our parting. Only he can make me feel whole.
Kazuya sat up and began ridding himself of his clothes before doing the same to me. All the while, we held on to each other's gaze and with the first contact of our skin, the burning flames of desire coursed through our bodies, devouring us whole until we were left with nothing but the need to be one.
"Oh, Jun...Jun..."
"K-Kami...Kazuyaa..a..." I held on tightly to him, savoring his caressing hands and his wild, hungry kisses. His face sank further down my neck until he nudged at my breasts, inhaling the scent of me. I wailed loudly when he clamped his moist lips around my tip, gathering it gently into his mouth while his free hand caressed the other.
Even in my chaotic state of mind, I could still recall the night Kazuya and I first made love all those years ago. I had been deathly terrified then, and yet, curiously delighted with all the sensations he gave me. Now, everything was different. I wasn't as naive or as inexperienced. Kazuya had taught me well and that knowledge, I used only for him and no one else.
My hands roamed over the contours of his hot, masculine body, squeezing softly and lovingly along the way. I touched every single one of his scars before my palm settled over the massive scar on his chest. It was almost scorching hot...and his heart was pounding as fast as mine.
I slid myself against him, enjoying the feel of his eagerness against my own. As always, there was a voice in my head that kept warning me and branding me a wanton but I paid no heed. I wasn't a wanton. I didn't give myself to any other man but Kazuya. I've waited for far too long and I wasn't going to let anything stop us.
With his knees, Kazuya parted my legs and poised himself for the consummation of our wondrous deed. He shook his head softly and gazed at me, his eyes shimmering...with tears? I couldn't be sure. I was too intoxicated...to immersed in this pleasurable delirium that I prayed would last forever.
"Jun...I can't begin to tell you how much I want you," he said through clenched teeth. "But...are you really sure?"
"How could you ask that at a time like this?" I whispered breathlessly. "I don't care that you've allowed the spirit to take hold of you. That's not going to change the fact that you're still the same man I love. Please...take me now..."
With a slight nod, Kazuya captured my lips with his and charged. The feel of him, pulsing inside of me, after five long years was nothing short of miraculous. I couldn't help but cry out when he charged forward again and again. We began moving vigorously against each other, with me meeting his every thrust with my bucking hips.
Our unstoppable moans of elation reverberated through the night, our gratification numbing us to the stinging cold of the wind. I felt nothing but the tenderness of mine and Kazuya's lovemaking as our movements grew more frenzied. We clung on to each other, desperate to hold on to our moments.
"Ka...zuya..."
"Ju...un..."
I didn't know nor cared for the time that sailed past but by the time my first shudders came, the once inky skies had taken on a dark, indigo color. I could see by Kazuya's tightly closed eyes that he was trying to hold back, trying his best to prolong the ecstasy that had eluded us for far too long. But everything, no matter how good, must come to an end.
Kazuya and I surrendered to our climax, simultaneously getting a taste of heaven before falling back into each other's arms. We both paused, our arms clasped around each other, our heavy breathing and beating hearts in unison. Kazuya moved his face over mine and kissed me ardently, whispering my name almost incoherently, but lovingly.
We made love again. How many times? I had no inkling. I threw all my worries away and discarded them like my clothes that lay beside us on the leaf-covered earth. I surrendered myself to the mine and Kazuya's overpowering passionate love and when he finally lifted himself away, I felt like my heart would burst and I would simply die in Kazuya's arms. It seemed like a fitting place to die...with the man I wanted to spend the rest of my life with.
Fatigue quickly swept over me, lulling my exhausted body to sleep. I felt Kazuya's soft kisses over my face but lethargic as I was, I still heard his last words:
"Sleep now, my angel...uchi no tenshi..."
"My guardian angel...Uchi no shugotenshi..."
"Aishtemasu, Jun..."
Chapter 8