The Minamino wedding was going strong as the reception took place in the dining hall of Lighthouse Tokyo. Colors of red, black, golden yellow, and white in the forms of tablecloths, candles, balloons, flowers, streamers, ribbons, and tableware were seen at every turn. Even the cake wasn't spared as it was a three-tiered marble cake with black fondant icing and adorned with edible white pearls, golden edible glitter and decor, and a cascade of red and yellow roses made of sugar and gum paste. While the bottom two tiers were available for everyone to consume, the top tier was only meant for the bride and groom as it was infused with a special hybrid strain. Should make for a nice anniversary treat in the following years.
As far as food was concerned, it was a mixture of American, Japanese, and Egyptian dishes. The former Mrs. Ikeda was more than happy to provide servings of her rendition of fried chicken and greens which Shuuichi devoured since he raised the greens for her. Whenever she could, Kiyoni managed to capture Shuuichi's foodgasm moments on camera. It seemed like the meal was so delicious, Shuuichi could've eaten the plate.
"Enjoying yourself, Suu'chi," Kiyoni checked in.
"Mm," Shuuichi answered with his head only a few inches away from his plate and a thumbs up as he slurped every bite, "Mhmm!"
Kiyoni found it hilarious. Who needs ramen bowls when an American soul food dish such as greens can do the trick? Attendees also enjoyed offerings of sushi, tempura shrimp and vegetables, and grilled beef from the home front. Egyptian cuisine, in the form of falafel and hummus with pita bread for dipping, made for great finger foods for guests to snack on.
Keeping up with cultural traditions, performances in dance, music, and acting occupied the main floor to everyone's delight. What interested guests even more was the special foot washing ceremony the couple of honor did to each other to symbolize the new path they will take as husband and wife. It was cute to learn how ticklish they were. Another moment came from Touya and Natsume who were recently released from incarceration. They weren't invited to the wedding but were there for the reception to not only formally apologize to the bride and groom but to endorse their support for the marriage. Being open-minded and forgiving, Shuuichi along with Kiyoni accepted everything including their renewed friendship. Shuuichi was especially touched given that he had visited his siblings in Christ during their time in prison and had hoped they would come around. Afterwards, the groom got to dance with his bride and two mothers and the bride got to do the same with her groom and two fathers. Much to Kiyoni's insistence, she and her betrothed danced to the same song her parents danced to for their wedding. A Yamashita Tatsuro piece entitled Amaku Kiken na Kaori which touched both parents. Kiyoni was floored when her dad requested for them to dance to Soulja Boy's Crank Dat… much like he did with his children when they were younger. Kiyoni loved it and it was definitely a bonding moment for the father and daughter.
Guests included members of the Black Student Union from Kiyoni's high school who not only did some dances of their own, but joined the bride in a choreographed routine to the mixed tunes of Crazy in Love and Drunk in Love for her newlywed husband, reserving a moment to do Beyoncé's classic "uh oh" dance to which Shuuichi found embarrassingly hilarious but intriguing. One of Kiyoni's most risqué moments came from the costume reveal when the skirt of her dress was removed, showing off her sinful legs in a pair of sparkling black thigh-highs attached to a garter belt and the way her bubble looked when she bounced it like a basketball. If anyone disagreed with the impromptu lap dance that followed, Kiyoni didn't give a damn. It was her day and she was going to live it up to the fullest. Plus, due to her feminine condition, the mood pill Kurama gave her had done its job well. By the end of the night, Shuuichi's smile had to be surgically removed, it was so stuck.
"You do realize how much trouble you're in, correct," Shuuichi mumbled.
"Punish me later," Kiyoni teased.
Speaking of night's end, the limo that was going to escort the couple to their honeymoon destination had arrived and was waiting for them. Just before they got in, Kiyoni reluctantly tossed her lily bouquet which landed in her mother's possession. That led to the former Mr. and Mrs. Ikeda to reconsider their romantic options.
The newlyweds couldn't stop giggling and waving to their friends and family as the vehicle took off. It was certainly a good day. Cairo and Jerusalem were their honeymoon destinations and they couldn't wait to go. But first…
"Suu'chi, don't hate me."
"Kiyoni, it's our wedding day," Shuuichi stated as he slouched in his seat for what seemed like the first time today, "You would have to have a mind-blowingly good reason for me to hate you."
"Okay. I'm hungry."
"How? We had-! Oh, right."
"Suu'chi, what was in that pill you gave me?"
"Where would you like to eat?"
"Suu'chi…" Kiyoni challenged.
"Honest. Where do you want to go?"
"Suu'chi…?"
"Yes?"
Kiyoni crossed her arms, refusing to change the subject, "Suu'chi…?"
Shuuichi grinned as if he was innocent, "Mmm, nothing you're not accustomed to."
"Shuuichi!"
"Alright, alright. It's...a tester."
"A tester?"
"Yes. I've made improvements on my OTCs. That was one of them."
"So you used me as a guinea pig? And you had the nerve, the audacity, the gall, the gumption, the bandwidth to go off on me about using your DNA."
"It's not like that. I've tested myself a couple of times."
"When?"
Shuuichi reached inside his jacket and pulled out a pill bottle filled with pink pills, "I revamped these as well. Remember...my birthday?"
Kiyoni reached inside her memory bank, "Ooooooh. Yeah, I remember that. You were...ooh, you were eh…"
Since Shuuichi's birthday landed on a weekend, the pair decided to spend it in the greenhouse again to relive their Adam and Eve fantasy. Despite the occasion, both parties had many plans and reasons to celebrate this day.
Bound by his wrists and ankles on a table, Kurama played the role of Kiyoni's personal pet with his mistress massaging his head with one hand and his backside with a vibrating anal teaser with the other. She also wore an unused strap-on with a personal dildo attachment for her and Kiyoni couldn't wait to use it.
"Who's my good boy," she asked, "Hm? Who's my good boy?"
Red faced, Kurama stayed silent fighting against Kiyoni's charms. He enjoyed the scalp massage but the way Kiyoni taunted his back door and scrotum was shamefully pleasing. The more he gave into Kiyoni's fingers, the more he relaxed only to jump up from giving into the toy and vice versa.
"Ooh, you…" he shakenly muttered, "You…"
The way Kurama twitched was amusing to Kiyoni, "Looks like we found another…sweet spot for you."
"No. I…Kiyoni, I…this is…"
"Don't lie to me," she sweetly whispered, "I have ways of knowing."
"You don't know anything…haaaaa…"
"I believe I do. Your tail and cock have been jumping ever since I touched you with this."
"I'm not…I'm not going to…give in. …Ahh!"
"Yes, you are. You're going to give in and I'm going to claim you. You're mine, Minamino Shuuichi. Now tell me, who's a good boy?"
By then, the tip of the vibrating teaser is directly on the entrance to Kurama's backside. It made him quiver even more.
"Haaaaa! I'm…"
"Tell me the truth, Shuuichi. Who's my good boy? Tell me and I'll leave you alone. You can do it, baby."
"Ahh-ahhh! Ah, please…! I'm…I'm…" Kurama can feel himself about to ejaculate but holds it in.
The toy slowly inched its way inside which made Kurama's eyes roll back and his tail stand as erect as his stick.
"I'm…I am. I'm your…I'm your…good boy. I'm your good boy."
"That you are," Kiyoni grinned as she removed the toy and Kurama's bindings, "Now, on the floor. You're gonna prove it to me."
Flustered, sweaty, shaky, and yearning for more, Kurama descended to the floor like the true fox that he once was. Observing it all, Kiyoni applied some lubricant to her strap-on. Seeing the innocently pathetic way Kurama was looking back at her, Kiyoni gushed over him as she positioned herself behind him.
Ahhhhhh! Gods of sexuality, give me strength! He's just too damn adorable! "Don't worry. I'll go easy," she assured.
"...I trust you."
A couple more drops of lubricant and Kurama was ready to go, digging his fingers in the fresh, green grass of his greenhouse anticipating Kiyoni's entrance. It was his first pegging session and he was curiously excited. What sweetened the deal was the fact that it was a first for Kiyoni as well. It was uncomfortable for either party or both, the first couple of attempts but once the third time became the charm, Kurama cried as if he was experiencing his very first orgasm again. With his tail wrapped around Kiyoni's waist for extra leverage, he allowed himself to let go of his grasp on masculinity and enjoyed the act for what it was and what it was all about, pure, unadulterated, natural pleasure. He understood why Kiyoni felt more comfortable getting her dose of back shots. Not even his past self received the same treatment. Talk about an exercise in trust. When all was said and done, both parties reached a new level of climaxing with Kurama's seed creating a sizable spot on the grass. His appreciation for Kiyoni's sexual confidence grew even more as she used her enchanted hands for a post-coitus care back massage.
"Are you okay," she asked, "I wasn't too rough, was I?"
"I'm…fine and no. That was…new and…rather…enjoyable."
"You said you wanted to go all out for your birthday. I wasn't expecting this, honestly."
"I did. It is my birthday…after all. Another round…after some rest?"
"Sure. Whatever you say, birthday boy."
Unfortunately and fortunately for Kiyoni, Shuuichi reminded her just who she was dealing with as well. Completely naked and attempting to run away like a horror movie scream queen, Kiyoni collapsed on the grassy floor, pleading, "Okay, wait…wait…wait a second. Suu'chi, please? I've already…I've already had two orgasms from you. Please? I think…I think we need a break. She needs a break. C'mon, baby… Baby…?"
Kurama was just as naked and in serious heat by the sadistic way he observed his catch. He slowly prowled his way toward his prey and grinned like a mad man. Thanks to the arousal pills he consumed, the birthday boy was ready to pounce on his succulent piece of meat once again.
"But, Kiyoni, I'm not satisfied yet. Besides, I've been itching to put this to work," inside a collection of tropical plants, Kurama removed a flower inspired by a popular sex toy, a body-compatible rose vibrator with a vaginal-friendly stamen for its tongue.
Kiyoni grew wide-eyed, "Ohhhh, shit! Suu'chi…I'm not a succubus anymore. I-I-I have my limits and I think those limits have been reached. I mean, we're in a garden where there's f-f-fruit and tasty veggies. Why don't we take a break and-and-and make a salad?"
Kurama got on all fours with his tail in the air and his libido on high, "You're only as limited as you make yourself to be. I believe those words came from you. However, you're right. There is some tasty fruit in this garden…and I'm looking at her."
Eyes widened again as Kurama the hunter approached.
Kiyoni backed away using her heels and elbows, "Suu'chi, I can't. I can't. No, I can't! Wait, wait, Suu'chi…!"
Kurama grabbed one of Kiyoni's ankles and pulled her back with that new toy at the ready, "Come here, Kiyoni…"
"Wait, wait, ah–ahhhhhh!"
Any form of traditional or old-school Christianity was thrown out of the window during Kurama's birthday in favor of the Kemetic gods Hathor, Bes, and Qetesh. Symbols of sexual freedom and entertainment. The things they did together reminded Kiyoni of the things she did during her succubus ritual, using the inhabitants of the garden for leverage if and when necessary. By morning, Kiyoni was found passed out on the bed covered in sweat, bite marks and hickeys, welts on her backside from Kurama's rosy flogger whip, and a pleasure pocket full of erotic juices while Kurama watched her from a safe distance, smoking a body-calming, pre-rolled joint in victory. He, too, had some love bites and scratches on his body and his groin permeated the scent of Kiyoni's liquid white gold. What an enticing way to celebrate a birthday. In fact, they had so much "fun", it led to pregnancy scare number two.
"Yeah," Kiyoni recollected, "You were a freaking animal! Pun intended."
Shuuichi flirtatiously grinned, "So were you and these were the reasons why. I plan for us to use them again later."
"Okay, so what does that have to do with now?"
"These are made for arousal and stamina. If you remember, the pill I gave you was to boost your mood. Understand now?"
"Ohhhhh. Ra's grace, Suu'chi! Wow, they work so well! Is that why I'm hungry?"
"Yes. As with consuming cannabinoids, hunger is a side effect. So, where would you like to go?"
"Driver? Could you take us to...McDonald's in Ikebukuro, please?"
"Ikebukuro," Shuuichi wondered.
"Don't you remember? It's where we ate on our first date."
Shuuichi dropped his jaw, "Ikebukuro, it is."
The limo popped up within walking distance of the corner location of the famous franchise causing others to wonder who was inside. It was surprising to find not only a newlywed couple coming out but one where the bride is wearing a black wedding dress. Kiyoni threw on a pair of black Chuck Taylor's in favor of the heels she wore for her big day. The former felt like portable beds compared to the latter.
The pair managed to join the late night crowd so traffic was moderate. However, things picked up a bit once everyone noticed the fox and his bride in black. Couples visit McDonald's every day, all over the world. That was nothing new. However, to do so on their wedding day in their wedding clothes was something that doesn't happen too often unless it was planned. Case in point, a snake couple were seen in traditional Japanese wedding attire ordering food at a McDonald's in Sapporo some time ago.
As the two stood in line considering their options, Kiyoni pulled out her phone to go live on social media to document this moment, "So, here we are. In Ikebukuro at a McDonald's. It's our wedding day…"
"It's our wedding day," Shuuichi repeated.
"It's our wedding day," Kiyoni giggled, "We just left the reception. We're in McDonald's…in our wedding clothes."
"In our wedding clothes…" Shuuichi laughed along with his wife, "You don't see something like this too often."
"Especially here!"
"Correct. I take it we're going with traditional beef burgers?"
"Heck yeah! Today is a day filled with love and I am so in love with my husband. Best believe I'm getting a beef burger. That two-week vegan diet thing was so not it for me."
Others pull out their phones as well. A woman in a black wedding gown? Did she attend a funeral or her own nuptials?
Even the employees were amazed. One of them, a university student, was about to welcome the incoming order when he noticed the pair. The second his jaw dropped, they giggled. Others in the restaurant kitchen observe as well, pulling out their phones to record and take pictures.
"I think we're making a scene," Kiyoni smiled while still recording, "Look at this...look. We-we even have random people...who weren't even thinking about coming in...coming in."
"Because they're looking at you," Shuuichi added, off camera.
"Are you sure it's not you, you cutie?"
"She says I'm cute."
"Yes! Duh! Show it off. Show off the fit, Suu'chi."
"Kiyoni, it's our turn to order."
"Then order," Kiyoni panned her camera over and around her husband, "With the Chuck Taylors to match."
Her shoes were recorded as well.
As much as the cashier wanted to record every second of the newlyweds, he had a job to do, "Welcome to…welcome to McDonald's. What would you like?"
"We'll have…" Shuuichi giggled and blushed from the attention of both the customers and employees, "We'll have…two big macs, a basket of fries…eh, a large coke for me and…"
"A large melon Fanta," Kiyoni added.
"A large melon Fanta…eh, anything else?"
"Two chicken sandwiches. The fried chicken–no! The shaka shaka chicken! Ranch flavored."
"You heard the lady," Shuuichi pulled out his wallet.
"No, no, no," the cashier said, "Oi! Go get the manager!"
While an employee heads to the back, Shuuichi and Kiyoni wonder what's going on. Meanwhile, those behind them chatter and record the moment like it's a live show. A couple in their wedding clothes? One of them in a black wedding gown? At a McDonald's late at night? It's uncanny.
Informed of the situation, the shift manager stepped out to see the bride and groom with her own eyes. Laughter ensued as she handled their order.
"Two big macs, a basket of fries, two shaka shaka chicken with ranch, a large coke and a large melon Fanta?"
"That would be it," Shuuichi confirmed with wallet in hand.
"No, no. No need. It's on-the-house."
"On-the-house?"
Kiyoni repeated, "On-the-house?"
"Yeah," said the manager, "It's not every day we see people like you two coming in. And your dress is absolutely gorgeous. It's on-the-house on one condition."
The couple asked, "And that is…?"
Once their food is presented neatly on their serving tray, the manager plays the role of the justice of the peace with Shuuichi and Kiyoni standing hand-in-hand like they did earlier in the day.
With a small crowd watching and recording, the manager says, "Do you take this order to have, to hold, and share with your lawfully wedded wife for as long as the meal lasts?"
Everyone laughed at that. Kiyoni took it further, nearly kneeling. The moment combined with the after effects of Shuuichi's mood pill were all catching up to her.
"I…" Shuuichi snickered, "I do."
"And do you take this order to have, to hold, and share with your lawfully wedded husband for as long as the meal lasts?"
Kiyoni couldn't stop laughing even as she spoke, "I…I-hahahahahahaha…I do!"
The manager finished, "Then, by the power vested in me as shift manager of this McDonald's location, I now pronounce you man and wife. Enjoy your meal!"
Shuuichi grabbed the longest fry in the basket and stuck one end in his mouth, gesturing to Kiyoni to take the other end. When the two met in the middle, Shuuichi dipped his bride and gave her another serving of oral love much to the delightful entertainment of those around them.
Cruising in the limo and on the way to their apartment to change clothes for the airport, the pair chill out listening to the soft sounds of Sade. Shuuichi paid attention to the environment outside. A round of light rain was dampening the streets and sidewalks of Tokyo and traffic was lighter than earlier. Kiyoni was letting the Sweetest Taboo of the music legend get to her head, bobbing while enjoying one of her two servings of the shaka shaka chicken. The combination of the chicken and the Fanta was hitting and Kiyoni felt like she could vibe the rest of the night. She was vibing at the moment.
"I remember my parents listening to this just about every Sunday night, growing up. They wanted everyone in the house to relax before going to work and school Monday morning. Suu'chi?"
"Yes?"
"This has been…a good day."
"Agreed. Shall we take these now?"
Kiyoni shook her head, "Nah. Not now. Let's wait until we get to Cairo. I just wanna coast for right now. How did you manage to get that by the way? The trip?"
"A wedding gift from my mother and stepfather."
"Sweet!"
"Kiyoni?"
"Hm?"
"Are you ready to spend the rest of your life with me? Fur, ears, tail, and all?"
"As long as you're ready to spend it with me. Mood swings, bad attitudes, bitchy moments, nagging, and all."
Shuuichi wrapped an arm across Kiyoni, giving her permission to lie on his shoulder, "Bring it on."