It had been so long since I last wrote a fic. I had been so tired lately, you know my job, my shop and my life haha. Well, my new obsession is Kimetsu no yaiba! I blame the fan-arts of Inosuke and Aoi for making me do this. Now I love this ship so much and I'm kind of sad there aren't many stories about them.

My idea is to make different one-shots for this ship and the others I like, including modern AU. So please enjoy and remember reviews are love.

CHAPTER 1:: THE SEXUAL TENSION.

Since the day she had met him years ago there was something in him she couldn't quite get. The boar mask was one of them. The other was his innocence and ignorance about so many things life offered and a boy of his age should know. She knew he had grown in the mountains with only boars and no humans so his aggressiveness and violence could be understandable. But several times, she had found herself wanting to teach him about the many things he ignored. She always wondered where he had learned to speak so well and who had taught him that "beautiful" repertoire of insults and bad words. Also who gave him that confidence. Mama boar?

Anyway, time made her focus on him more and her heart started to beat for the guy. She couldn't understand why. Maybe it was his beautiful girly face, which she couldn't help watch more than necessary when he was without his mask. Or his green shining eyes, that glistened when she gave him food and sparkled intently every time they bickered at each other. Or maybe it was his killer body, which more than once her hands had lingered on his washboard abs longer than necessary when she had been treating him. Or his loud deep, oh so deep manly, raspy voice. Or maybe the masculinity that his whole body erupted anytime he passed by her. Or maybe his big innocent and kind of cute heart.

Well...she knew she was kind of screwed.

She was crushing over the idiot.

That idiot, manly, brute, wild, kind, childish and loud pig.

He even couldn't call her by her correct name!

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuck"

Using his favorite word, she muttered as her hands squeezed a wet white sheet more than it needed while her face made a horrible expression that rivaled a demon.

Kazaki Aoi was in love with Hashibira Inosuke. That was a fact. A fact she couldn't accept yet. Sometimes she wanted to hit him, worst kill him. Her mixed feelings were exasperating her because she shouted him, insulted him and scolded him and immediately after she always got lost in watching him from afar, only him. She liked him too much that many times she saw him cute and that scared and annoyed her so greatly that she always tried to lie to her own heart, watching and giving more attention to Kamado Tanjirou, ignoring the loud boar and failing miserably.

He always managed to bring her eyes back on him.

Besides, Tanjirou was with Kanao and Kanao and the girls were like her sisters. She couldn't bring herself to play with that.

Aoi this time sighed, hanging the sheet she just had washed.

They weren't kids anymore, she was aware of it, she wasn't stupid. Not for nothing the years pass. Her body had needs, her heart felt new emotions and her mind had been clouded by insecurities, adoration, fears and a lot of lust. She wanted him, she wanted his heart and his body. She was also aware she desired him...sexually. She wanted to launch at his strong arms, she wanted to touch his muscled masculine body, she wanted him to touch her, she wanted to kiss the life out of him and she wanted him to do her like the wild beast he always said he was.

Sighing completely defeated by her internal tantrum, she hung another sheet.

She also wanted him to look only at her. His grins, his sweet, innocent and naive self and his rude and savage side, she wanted all of that for her only. She wanted him to talk to her, she wanted to hear her name in that deep raspy voice.

He excited her, more when he stood in front of her and refused to be tamed.

Her embarrassing desires were worse every time he came to the butterfly state for treatment. She was sure it was a god's prank they always had a moment, innocent or not, annoying or not, her luck always managed to put her in front of him in situations that shouted love to her heart.

And he, he always managed to give her hopes but then ruin it.

Like when he gave her his mask to make her stop crying when he was too injured but, immediately after, he told her he was hungry and that he wanted to run around. Or like the time he carried her to her room because she almost fainted due to a fever but threw her over her bed and said she should eat more because she was too light. Or like the other time when he stood behind her and demanded food but after a taste of a shrimp he waited obediently till he couldn't take it anymore and ate all the rice she had made. Or like the time she had to shout at him for messing with the laundry and he just shouted back he wanted shrimp for lunch. Or like the other time he had to shout at her for ignoring him...

It were too many...

And she always managed to stop herself before she would hug him tightly.

But the last time he came was the trigger for the war of hormones she was having. He bumped into her after she came out of her bath at night. Because he was running and shouting like a wild boar, even after telling him to rest, he crashed into her. The force, which wasn't the usual thank god, made her fall to the ground. She reacted in slow motion and it was like her brain decided to command her hand to grab strongly his white shirt to pull him with her to the floor.

The landing was a mess. With her bathrobe opened, their legs intertwined and his face over her fresh just washed and bouncy breasts. Shocked, she moaned slightly when he moved, his big calloused hand accidentally squeezed her soft breast as he pulled himself up only to stare at her darkening blue eyes.

She couldn't see his face because he was with his mask but they stood like that till the little girls called her name making both of them separate so quickly that Zenitsu would have looked like a turtle beside them. Crimson and hot, she had mumbled something like "you're an idiot" and "injured people shouldn't run like that" and he yelled at her "YOU'RE THE IDIOT AOIKISHI!" and left the place while she was arranging her clothes.

When she closed the door of her room she lost her composure. The sensation of his big hand squeezing her breast still lingered in her body and mind. Certain he wasn't interested in her and he had been only annoyed by being pulled into the fall, she sighed disappointed and sat on her bed. His mind wouldn't take "the moment" they shared seriously. But that didn't affect her libido. Her hormones took the best of her and her hand made her way to her wet and twitching sex. She thought about him, about his perfect body and remembered his hand over her breast, his hard skin over her soft flesh. She fantasized with that sensation over her whole body. She was sure he knew little about how the body of a man and a woman works. Still, she touched herself thinking about him.

Not that it was the first time she had done it and it will not be the last.

Feeling a jolt that made her return to reality, her hands came to a stop as she stared blankly at the laundry. She muttered. "I'm definitely screwed".

A hoarse "why?" in her ear made her body flinch as electricity took over her spine.

Aoi jumped away from the laundry with her hand over her offended blushing ear and turned at the direction of the familiar voice who had spoken. Inosuke, mask in hand, was there, looking at her with his eyebrow up. His demon slayer uniform pants were torn, the fur on his waist was a mess, his wild black bluish hair was tousled and his body and face were covered in blood. A lot of blood.

Once again.

"Wha-what- the hell- to you-?"

"Woman! I'm back sound and safe as you asked me!" Inosuke shouted. At Aoi's wide eyes he added "I only had some bones broken" he said like it wasn't a bad thing like it was an everyday thing. His thumb pointed over his shoulder to where Nezuko was carrying a passed out Tanjirou and Zenitsu, the last looked like he was only pretending to be unconscious, his happy face was obvious. "Gonpachirou and Monitsu are in worse shape than me". He then inflated his wounded chest, hands in his waist "I'm so amazing this doesn't hurt!".

"This is nothing and I'm hungry..."

And that was the last thing he said because he collapsed in the garden.

"Inosuke!"

After a chaotic moment when they had to run for medicines, bandages and antibiotics, the girls managed to treat the three demon hunters quickly. Tanjirou and Zenitsu were in a worse state than him!? Bullshit, he was the worse. He had broken four ribs, a leg and an arm. He had three deep big stabs on his chest so he had lost a lot of blood and he had a little poison in his body. She concluded Nezuko had managed to clear most of the poison but still a little lingered in his blood. So an angry Aoi was finishing the treatment urgently. "Stupid pig, stupid pig, stupid pig, stupid pig". She couldn't help the tears that fell from her eyes due to the seriousness of his injuries. "I really hate you".

"Good I hate you too"

Startled she looked at him and he had an eye open. Blushing, she mumbled "good to know then" and he smirked at her. Slowly, his fingers came to her face and cleared her tears. "Good to know you hate me so much you are crying for me".

Then his hand fell, he closed his eyes again and drifted to unconsciousness.

Terrific, uncharacteristically he was a gentleman when he was at death door.

"Idiot".

...

"I'M THE KING OF THE MOUNTAINS" A wild Inosuke shouted, "MINIONS LET'S GO EXPLORE!"

"Where to?" Ponjirou (Tanjirou raccoon) said.

"Do we have to?" Chuuitsu (Zenitsu squirrel) whined.

"OF COURSE MY MINIONS!" Inosuke yelled "WE HAVE TO LOOK FOR THE GODDESS"

"Goddess?"

"THE GREAT GODDESS OF HEALING WHO IS HIDING IN THE MOUNTAIN!"

"Ohhhhhhhh" the minions shined.

"LET'S GO HUNT MY MINIONS!"

"That's not necessary" he heard a voice talking. It definitely had the tone and the hint of annoyance he knew so well. He turned to see a gorgeous woman with bluish long hair, wearing an almost transparent kimono. Her blue eyes shined and her pale porcelain skin glowed. "I'm here for you".

Inosuke immediately knew she was the goddess he was looking for. Without thinking twice, in two steps, he was in front of her and his minions were already gone. His hands grabbed the goddess from her waist and pulled her to his body. "This means you are mine?"

The goddess sighed. "You are the king of the mountains and I'm the goddess of healing" her hands took off his mask slowly. She smiled at him as her fingers caressed his refined face. "It's only natural we will be together, don't you think?

"DAMN RIGHT!" he grinned and leaned at her. "Well then..."

"Can I eat you?"

One of his hands traveled from her waist to her side and then cupped one of her breasts. She moaned and he took the opportunity to taste her lips. Hungrily, he kissed the goddess while he pushed her to the floor of his cave. The goddess moaned as his hands touched every corner of her untainted body. His teeth bit her pale skin and his tongue made a wet trace in her neck and breasts. Soon he was panting too, feeling a pressure in his chest he was familiar with but couldn't name.

"Please make me yours, mountain king"

Fuck damn right I will!

And that's when he opened his eyes.

Inosuke sat in his bed startled and looked everywhere panicking. He was in the healing room, panting, sweating like a mad man and with a tent between his legs. He gulped focusing again in his surroundings. Good, he was alone. How much he had been sleeping? Wait, where was she? The loud woman must be in her room. He noticed it was night time and his body wasn't in pain. Well, not in so much pain. After two second of staring his crotch, uncharacteristically, he sighed, hands in his face.

Stupid woman and her pale soft skin.

He was tired of restraining himself.

Inosuke was having one of those rare moments when his brain kicks in and he starts thinking. He clenched his teeth. Everything concerning about that woman makes him think.

He wasn't going to lie, he had been developing..."things" towards the annoying nurse. He knew the fuzziness, the warm and the bliss he felt when she was around him were feelings. But since the day he had fallen over her naked frame he had been...restless?. And recently that dream haunted him. He punched his bed making a loud sound. It was the first time he had woke up before he had finished. In his dreams, he always left her in a mess of pleasure and sweat, panting hard with those peach lips she had and her flushed body tangled over her transparent kimono and his wild pig fur. In his dreams, she always pulled his face and whispered in his ear "more".

He slapped his own face hard.

He doesn't like this side of him. Never, ever.

He wasn't that innocent about the whole topic called sex. Not anymore. He had grown damn it, she should know. She should know that eventually things like pleasure, desire and sex would be explained to him with fucking details. Guys not only talk about demons and spend their time training, no shit they explained things to him in a crude way just after he asked what a kiss was. Worst, he had the worst timing of the world and he had to ask in a training session at Uzui Tengen residence. It couldn't be helped if the flamboyant man got into the conversation. That day his world changed as the fellow demon slayers went in every fucking detail about their fucking love lives looking for a fucking piece of advice from the luxurious former sound pillar and, in the way, scarring him for life.

That day, even Santarou and Monitsu were uncomfortable, he could tell.

Anyway, that woman...she should stop looking at him with those shining blue eyes. His fucking hypersensitive skin knew every damn time her eyes posed on him. His fucking hypersensitive senses felt every burning gaze she sent to him and he couldn't fight back the fire that little action lit in his heart and gut. And just when his pants got tighter he always shouted to her something absurd, insulting and completely out of reason to break the trance.

"THIS IS FUCKING STUPID!" Inosuke threw his bed covers "I'M INOSUKE SAMA, NOT SOME WEEPY COWARD!" Why must he restrain himself? Why? He wasn't like that, he wasn't a coward. If he wanted it he will go and get it.

...No, well, better not

He will never say it out loud but he was a little scared of it. He groaned frustrated as he threw a pillow to the wall with all his force. He will never admit to her he liked her rebellious character. He told her one day he liked strong people but never added she was one of them. Shit she always treated their injuries like a pro and not a lot of people could do that...

...The saving lives thing.

Besides, she was so special he even dreamed with her. He wanted to do her like in his fantasies. He will never say he wanted to see her beneath him panting and begging him to not stop his thrusts. And, of course, he won't accept he wanted her to moan his name like she did countless times in his fantasies.

He wanted to dominate her.

"NO NO NO NO NO NO NO!". Another pillow flew as he kicked his legs against the bed like a toddler.

Sighing tired and feeling the sting of his injuries, he lay back again on the bed and slowly he grabbed his erection inside his pants.

Closing his eyes he groaned annoyed once again. She was so helpless.

His hand moved.

When she approached him he always had a hard time concentrating. She always walked at night after her bath looking so distracted in that damned robe.

His hand movement got faster.

That day he fell over her he felt her soft body. Her hands were so soft, her eyes always focused on him and her tears, he always wanted for her to cry but beneath him, begging and panting and whispering his name.

His other hand squeezed the white sheet, feeling the end.

That day her eyes darkened slowly, her lips parted and her body trembled and he felt it.

He was stubborn, he won't succumb to her feminine charm and play. EVER. But of course, he still came, with an angry and soft grunt.

"Shit".

Inosuke-sama was in a very big predicament.

...

"You have been here for a month now, this wounds should be already closed". He rolled his eyes under the mask while she looked at his wounded and stitched chest. It had been indeed a month and these routine medical checks were driving him crazy with want so he was holding to his mask for dear life. "Tanjirou and Zenitsu weren't as injured as you so they left to missions huh? You must be lonely".

"Hah! As if woman!". He almost, almost stuttered. "Inosuke-sama never gets lonely"

Her eyes drifted from his chest to his masked face trying to figure his expression, thinking it wouldn't take long for her to pull off his mask and attack him...no Aoi NO! You are working, working. Sighing, she sat on a little bench beside his bed and pulled his arm to her lap to check his broken bone. "I think half a month more and you will be ready to go too". Her hands passed over his hard-muscled arm, both of them feeling the sparks the friction caused. "Thi - This bone is almost ready, your leg too".

He only looked at her without saying anything. He gulped as he nodded and continued to think about mama boar and his animal friends. He remembered mama boar was a jealous one so how would she take the idea of him being with this girl. He tried to imagine the reunion, anything to prevent him launching at her and had his way. But it was futile. Did her eyelashes were always that long?

"Your chest was the one that was healing slowly but you will completely recover in a half a month too", she said frowning, clenching her legs together for dear life as she was sweating. "So please don't overdo yourself, you can leave the room for a walk but that's all, ok?"

Was this room always so hot?

"Don't tell me what to do idiot"

Did her body always was this inviting?

Her mind was so distracted she didn't notice the "idiot" part. She was focusing her all in breathing and pass as casual as possible. She didn't want to fight him because, instead, she will launch at him. She didn't want to finish the visit too but if she won't move soon she will do something she will regret. She felt glued to him and touching him in the routine checks was her sly way to satisfy her exciting hormones. But that day was different. Instead of satisfaction, she had an unbearable urge. She felt it as soon as she entered the room. It was like a hot wave or like a shockwave that was agitating her body. Seeing her hands were still on his arm and his arm was still resting on her lap, plus the jolt she felt on her core, she blushed madly and trembled a little. He noticed it and frowned "Why are you so red?" Stop inviting me, stupid woman.

"I´m not red" She mumbled.

"Yes you are!", he said exasperated and took off his mask which was suffocating him. He wanted to make sure there was a mistake and he had seen wrong, but no, she was red.

"I'M NOT!"

"I'M NOT BLIND WOMAN! YOU'RE BLUSHING SHIT!"

"YOU ARE IMAGINING THINGS STUPID PIG!"

"HAAAAH?"

Their faces were inches away from each other, they could feel their breaths. With his mask forgotten on the side of the bed, Inosuke was cursing in his mind. Aoi was blank too as they only were glaring at each other. Both of them were so stubborn to back out from a fight but completely failing in control themselves. The sexual tension between them was too strong to ignore and for the blue-haired guy, it was like she was striving to make herself every day more tempting. Soon the arm on her lap moved and circled her waist, soon her hands were glued to each side of his face. Soon they closed the space between them and soon their lips silenced every attempt to continue the fight.

And it wasn't a slow, sweet kiss.

It was wild, urgent, desperate. With mouths open and tongues dancing. They moaned completely satisfied by the feel of their tongues together and the jolt her spine gave her made her body arch towards him as he wasted no time in pulling her over his lap, making the girl straddle him over the bed.

Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit.

She was lost in the lust, she wanted more. Her arms circled his neck as she deepened the kiss making him lean on the head bed. They were so close he felt her breasts over his chest thing that fueled him. He had no mercy with her, biting her lips, pulling and sucking and tasting every corner of her mouth. The intensity of their feelings breaking free made her move her hips over him and a guttural grunt came from his throat, he was hard and she felt it. She moved again and he squeezed her buttocks hard. Her moans made Inosuke crazy in want as he started to thrust against her.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, is this really happening? It was too bright, the sun was up and...Inosuke is still injured.

Worst was that she was close, so close. Aoi felt the desperation and softly purred with parted lips over his lips as he panted at the friction. He locked eyes with her. Her hands grabbed both sides of his face again and moaned loudly when he moved his hips upwards. Her sweat landed on his face and he licked his lips. Focusing on her expressions he got harder seeing her lost gaze, swollen lips and flushed skin. Her eyes were darkening only for him. He was causing it and he felt proud. His hands tightened harder her hips, guiding her movements as his thrusts went faster, her moans got louder and just when he leaned to bit her neck they heard it.

"Aoi san!"

Faster than Zenitsu once again, they separated. Aoi feet got tangled on her white nursery dress and she rolled to the floor as Inosuke hid under his covers. "You alright Aoi san?" The bluish girl that was on the floor was still confused by what had happened, still wet, hot and horny and twitching and remembering every feeling he had given to her.

Like his hard rock clothed cock thrusting against her wet clothed clit.

And almost having an orgasm.

"Ah yes, yes Sumi, I tripped" She lied "What is it?"

"We have received some other injured demon hunters!" Said the girl helping her to get on her trembling feet. "We need your help!"

"Yeah..." she said looking at the ball that was over the bed under the covers. "I'm going".

"Is Inosuke-san alright?"

"Yes, he is...he is just sleeping"

...

It was too much. Inosuke was like a caged wild animal. Five days since his intense make out session with Aoi so five days since he couldn't sleep, he couldn't stay still and worst, he was thinking. He had dark bags under his beautiful green eyes. He even refused to drink his medicines and only ate loads of food. He wanted to run, he wanted for a demon to cross paths with him so he could slaughter it. He was too restless and he blamed Aoi for it.

Damn damn damn! He stomped through the corridors. That fucking woman won't scape from him. After she left with the small girl that day he had stood under the covers for almost an hour, trembling, eyes widened, shocked and thinking. Yeah thinking, trying to give sense to the situation. Who had initiated the kiss, him or her? Who had moved first? Him or her? Either way, she had ground her hips and "thing" over his...his...his cock…

It had feel so good he almost came shit.

"A cold water, that's what I need, a waterfall, yes yes that's it"

Going to the rock pillar waterfall and live there was so tempting.

He stopped when he saw an injured guy talking to the source of his problems and frustrations. She had not gone to him since those guys had arrived and it had been five days. Whole FIVE fucking days. Because of their injuries and recent arrive she had been paying more attention to them than to him and he didn't like it, not a bit. They weren't as important as him, he was the king of the mountains not an average person. He couldn't care less about their injuries, he just wanted to continue whatever they were doing. He was ready to yell when a hand pulled his sleeve slightly.

"Inosuke-san the bath you asked is ready". He turned to the small girl. "I made sure it is super cold" she smiled.

"Thanks, Midori"

The girl watched him stomping to the bathroom "but I´m Naho".

...

"Too many demons hunters". Aoi concluded as she finished her chaotic day. Since they had arrived she had been too busy. The good thing was she had succeeded in saving their lives and she was happy. Also, she had managed to maintain her mind away from the wild green-eyed guy for mostly all days, but as soon as she finished her work and went to rest, her mind drifted to him.

She hoped Inosuke was in the same state.

"Damn pig" she muttered while she finished her bath. "I bet he didn't care about it". Walking to her room she sighed. I will get crazy if this continue. The feel of his big hands over her still lingered in her body. She had scarred in her brain and heart how his lips felt and tasted and the way he kissed her. She felt a jump in her belly and a jolt in her back. She remembered the intensity and strong attraction she felt that day and wondered how strong the sex will feel...with him, only with him.

She stopped her feet looking at her closed bedroom door. Her face with a sad expression. I hasn't gone to look at his injuries. She had been avoiding him with the excuse she was to busy but she admitted to herself that she was afraid, scared of what he will tell her. "Kings don't like loud girls like you" or "Shut up idiot, nothing happened" or worse "I don't know what happened".

"I don't like you that way" or "it is only a one night stand".

And she got angry, furious and with a suddenly urge to punch his handsome face. "Brute" she growled softly . This time she won't forgive him if he act like he a toddler and decide to forget everything. He was a grown man for god sakes, he knew about the topic, he had showed it to her. He should know her feelings too, his senses should have told him she liked, no, loved him. Why hasn't he come to her? Why wasn't he acting like himself and take her without questions? She was in the verge of tears while opening the door of her room but a husky quiet voice froze her. She forgot how to breathe and her heart stopped beating.

"Who the hell is the brute hah?"

Inosuke was standing at the middle of her room, without his mask, wearing only his white pants. The light of the moon gave him something so appealing to the nurse that she gulped unconsciously ad she felt a tug in her heart. As soon as their eyes locked, she saw him scratch the back of his head and look away from her as she swore he was blushing. Startled she quietly closed the door of her room and approached him. He watched every movement she made and he got anxious till she stopped before him, their bodies separated by no more than thirty centimeters.. At her loss of words and noticing she wasn't going to fight or shout at him, he decided to talk.

"Aoi" the sound of his deep raspy voice saying her correct name in that needy tone made her whole body tremble, "I can't take this anymore". Finally locking his eyes with hers again he frowned.

"Can we just do first and think later?"

It was a huge effort asking, she knew it.

Without thinking twice she jumped over him, surrounding his waist with her legs, her hands in both sides of his face as she crashed her lips over his. He stumbled backwards but caught her perfectly. As his hands caressed the back of her thighs his tongue entered her mouth. Oh shit, he had missed the feeling of her wet and hot mouth against his own. Grabbing her by her soft butt, he automatically ground his erection against her noticing it was the right choice when she threw her head backwards moaning hard.

Groaning he pushed her over the bed and got on top of her, opening her bathrobe desperately. He was rewarded with a pale, soft and sweet-smelling skin, flushed by the intensity of her emotions and inviting him to do anything he wanted. The usual feeling Inosuke had when he watch the helpless girl each day turned in something completely primal.

So he sunk his teeth on her slender pale neck.

Aoi moaned, pulling his hair, feeling his mouth sucking the wound and his tongue licking it. She wasn't angry on the contrary, her sex twiched with more passion as she moved her hips against his. Panting, he proceeded to wander over her chest and breasts leaving his marks on her body, his possessiveness telling him to mark her as his. The goosebumps and jolts she felt when he came to lick her nipple made her once again arch her body against him and the legs surrounding his waist tightened, making both of them moan loudly.

They were at their limit and Aoi having no clothes under him made him more aware of how wet, hot and ready she was.

Wasting no time tasting her and not having the patience to do it anyway, he untangled the grip of her legs and pulled down his pants. Panting hard, he tried to remember the explanation about sex. Aoi, red and embarrassed looked at him and blushed at the sight of all his manly glory, naked and frozen, in front of her.

"Is everything alright?" She got up a little, leaning in one arm as her other hand came to his sweaty face, brushing his bangs as she was smiling at him, thinking he needed some guide or instructions but never mocking him.

He blinked at her and then nodded. Caressing her thigh, he told him he was ready and she moved opening her legs while he positioned between them as he kissed her swollen lips pushing her down again to the bed. His other hand roamed her body till his fingers came in contact with her wetness. He played there a little making her purr and then he guided his member to her entrance. He remembered to do it slowly at first because it will hurt her. She gasped when he hit her clit with the tip of his erection and that's when she noticed that he knew exactly what was he doing.

He pushed. His hands were on her hips as he clenched his teeth and closed his eyes hard. It felt good, so good he was afraid to lose control. She was tight, she was sucking and squeezing him. He was panting hard trying to calm himself before he could move more. He felt how Aoi nails dug in his biceps as she groaned trying to get used at the invasion. Opening his eyes, he saw her expression of pleasure and pain. Growling, he slowly pushed more. When he broke the little resistance he found he stopped himself, biting his lips.

He was inside. Everything of him was inside.

And it was the best thing he had ever felt.

The blue-haired girl muffled her cry by biting him hard on his shoulder as he groaned. The sensation of her broken hymen was so annoying she hid her face on his neck. It had not been too difficult for him to enter because of how wet she was but hell it still hurt. She hugged him, her hands caressing his muscled back and whispered a "please don't move yet", making him nod as he too needed a moment to readjust himself.

When Aoi kissed him, he took that as an indication he could move. His first thrust made both of them tremble. Both of them moaned. He moved again. In and out, slowly at first, carefully at first, scared at first, but every time he did it she moaned delighted and he felt so good. Every time he moved she begged for more. Every time he came to suck her neck she said his name. And quickly he let go his restrains and his moves turned wild, fast, hard and savages. He was moving so fast and deep her nails dug on his back and scratched him, making him hiss in bliss.

"Shit!"

"Ino-suke..." Her parted lips whispered his name like a plea and he growled.

How he could have lived so much time without knowing this? He knew Gonpachirou and Monitsu had done it but hell they never told him it felt this good. Her body and voice were intoxicating him. He moved even faster, harder, trying to print the moment in his senses. He liked this Aoi, sprawled beneath him, completely dominated by him. He focused only on her flushed face, on her parted mouth and on her sweet pleading voice quietly repeating his name like a mantra.

Inosuke took her like a beast, better than her fantasies and she felt satisfied, happy...complete. Her heart was beating so hard she was sure it will break her ribcage as she looked at his dark blurred green eyes. She pulled him for a kiss again, feeling his naked sweaty chest moving over her perky sweaty breasts. She shouted in pleasure when he hit that spot that made her see stars. Both of them not caring anymore about who was in the house or how loud they were.

"I- ah- so- so close" she threw her head backwards as he was licking and sucking her neck.

She made a silent cry and saw white as she came, hugging him when the intensity of it shook her and she had no better idea to bit his neck hard. The contractions of her walls sent Inosuke to the end too and he growled loudly. He collapsed over her as she kept her hug. Her hand scratching his head and back as he tried to catch his breath over her sweaty and soft skin.

After some time, she felt him nibbling and sucking her skin. Smiling, she pushed him a little from his shoulders and he got out of her and rolled to lay on her side. Looking at the ceiling and still panting he frowned. He turned his head to look intently at her, like he was thinking about what to say.

Feeling his stare, she turned her body to lay on her side and look at him as her hand brushed his sweaty bangs. "That was amazing" she smiled sweetly at him completely satisfied, making the boy's heart jump and beat like crazy. He blushed and then grinned. "Of course, I´m the best". He pulled her to his body and kissed her again.

When he broke the kiss he stare at her eyes for some time till his heart speaked for him.

"You are special to me Aoi"

That took both of them for surprise as they blushed.

"You look great when you are not frowning too". He said putting her hair behind her ear and biting it.

She purred concluding he was a biter, her hands caressing his face, noticing the sweet expression his eyes made. She brushed his bangs from his forehead. "And you are so handsome when you are not shouting".

She wanted to say something to him, anything. She wanted to told him she loved him but her hand came across his chest and she stopped her thoughts. "Your wounds are open again" her fingers passed to the slight trace of blood from the stitched wound in his chest. "I suck as a nurse" she smiled helplessly. "I even gave you more wounds" she said blushing when she spotted her teeth marks on his shoulder and neck. She didn't want to see his back. "I didn't even though about your broken bones either".

Inosuke looked down to his chest blinking. "Nah, this is nothing". He dismissed her worries. "You will have me here for more than a half month now and I know a great way to kill time" he smirked.

She looked at him flushed. She then moved. His eyes watching her closely like a predator till she sat over him straddling him. Leaning over his face she kissed him and whispered "You are special to me too Inosuke". Blushing she laughed sweetly and he grinned, both of them understanding they will be stuck together for a long time now.

...

The next day he was ordered, not to his liking, to lay in bed all day and to wear his shirt buttoned to hide the marks the blue-haired girl had made. She was frowning again and had returned to her normal self. She had to work with her hair down to hide her marks too. But worse was that mostly all the people in the house had heard them and nobody was trying to look at them in the eye. Not that they cared much but while she tried to maintain everything in secret and all, he was trying to prevent her to move from his side, especially at nights. And when finally Inosuke left to his mission after a month, he threatened to death every male who was still in there.