Trigger warning : rape/non-con ! The vision of the events are distorted by Hajime's mind so you might be very uncomfortable reading this because his inner thoughts don't match the reality. You can skip the chapter if this subject is difficult for you. There is no more non-con after.
I pinned her tighter, trapping her between the wall and me.
Like a prey...
My hands were still cupping her face, keeping her in place. My lips replied to her passionate kiss, mirroring it. I licked the corner of her mouth and bit on her lips, still swollen from my previous treatment. My tongue avidly seeked entrance and met hers halfway. She tasted her, a taste that I would never get accustomed to, no matter how many times I kissed her.
My hands left her face to pull with strength on the striped kimono, exposing her breasts, and travelled lower than her sash to part the edges of the bottom of her kimono, totally opening it under her still tightly wrapped obi. My fingers caressed her thighs with eagerness before pulling on the ties keeping her underwear in place. Maybe I was a bit too straightforward and impatient but I couldn't bear to not have her all to myself anymore. I needed her right now. My wife, my confidant, the love of my life, her.
I parted from her lips and heard her pant. From desire ? From surprise from my boldness ? I didn't know. Here she was, still entirely dressed and yet, completely exposed for me to enjoy the view. And I was enjoying it. She was the most beautiful woman I ever saw and she was my wife.
Mine.
« Hajime... » she panted « maybe we could move-aaah. »
She didn't have time to finish her sentence. My fingers still inside her kimono had found her sweet nervy spot while I was kissing her neck, all the way to her earlobe. Her hands freed me of my obi and my underwear, and she slid my kimono off my shoulders, caressing my arms and chest, trying to avoid my still healing injuries and I loved to find my desire mirrored in her actions. I could hear her heart pounding in her chest, faster, faster, as her moaning became louder. The blood was flowing in her veins, pumped by her wild heart. I could sense it under my kisses and nips.
I'd just have to bite harder... Just a little bit more...
My fingers got more adventurous inside her intimacy and I slid two fingers in her abruptly, curling them, keeping my thumb to work on the outside, transforming her moans into cries of pleasure. I took my fingers out and licked them, savoring her unique taste that I liked so much. Chizuru's eyes grew wide as I was looking at her directly in the eyes, licking every last drop off my fingers, my crimson pupils reflecting in her gaze.
« Hajime... You should... » she tried, eyes like saucers, but she finished her sentence by a surprised scream as I lifted her in the air.
Chizuru's legs were moving madly, as if she didn't know what to do with them not touching the ground anymore. I could sense her fear, of falling probably, but she didn't have to worry because I'd never let her fall. I'd always protect her. I had one palm pressing her rib cage against the wall while my other hand was parting her legs, letting my tongue access her core to suck, lick and drink from this spicy stream that I craved.
Thank you, new strength...
She finally found what to do with her hanging legs and rested them on my shoulders, her palms on the top of my head. I smelled blood and found some on her thigh, taking my lips to it before getting back to her.
Ah, it's mine... She must have opened my shoulder injury...
« Hajime... stop... » she pleaded.
My tongue flicked with even more eagerness, knowing that she was pleading because she was close to her release. I wanted her to reach that peak, I wanted to feel her legs stiffen around my head, as if she wanted to open it like a cracked nut. She could plead all she wanted, I wouldn't let her go unsatisfied. Her happiness was far too important to me.
« Hajime, please... » she said, using her hands on my head to try and push me away. She didn't need to be shy, I was her husband, I knew my way around her body. I would always do my best to please her and make her happy.
I slid back my fingers inside her. My tongue visibly wasn't enough to make her orgasm today. I rub on the rough spot inside her, curling my fingers as I kept swallowing her eagerly, like I was dying of thirst. Now that I was thinking about it, I was pretty thirsty... But that stream wasn't enough to quench my need.
So much blood, flowing inside her thigh... inside her core... Just a simple nip...
She finally let it out, that nearly silent cry of ecstasy. It was funny how loud she could be before her release and how silent her orgasm actually was every time. I lifted my gaze but could only see her chin, held high in the air, her face towards the ceiling. I brought her down, to see her golden eyes I love so much. I brought her face in front of mine and thrust inside her. She felt so warm, so tight... I couldn't help but escape a groan, me, normally so silent even during these moments.
« Hajime, come back ! » she said but I silenced her with my mouth.
Why was she asking me to come back ? I wasn't gone. I was loving her, her legs wrapped around my hips as I was thrusting into her, her muscles clenched around me in a tight embrace. My mouth wanted to devore her and I bit her lip, sensing the coppery taste on my tongue. Electrifying. Divine. My thrusts became more insistent and I was getting intense pleasure both from them and from the red liquid I was wiping off her already closing cut.
It's not enough... I need more...
I opened her lip again, trying to drink from it, but that stream was too small for me to get anything but frustration. I moved to her neck and bit hard which made her gasp.
« Hajime ! » she called again.
I think I would never get tired of hearing my name out of her lips. It belonged here, just like her name belonged in mines. We were one, especially in that instant. I was pretty sure everyone at the inn could hear her bang against the wall, screaming my name, but I didn't care the slightest. I would deal with consequences later. For the moment, I wanted her.
I looked at her neck, disappointed. There was a big bruise, blue and purple, but no stream of blood. My teeth weren't sharp enough to pierce her skin. My gaze traveled to the hairpin in her hair and I took the silver one out.
That should do...
« Please, Hajime... »
I pierced her skin with caution and heard her gasp again. She shouldn't be afraid. I would never hurt her. I just craved this... Surely, she could understand... And she was, crying in pleasure again with a short breath, her legs like a vise trying to crush my hips. The blood started dripping on her neck side and I brought my lips to lick it avidly as her cries intensified. That was good, exquisite. I was feeling myself getting over the edge both by my thrusts and her taste. I began suckling, swallowing all I could get. The cut was already healing and I growled in frustration, using my teeth to enlarge the wound, allowing me to swallow more of the exquisite liquid that I craved. I couldn't get enough of it. Chizuru was so perfect... I loved her so much... I loved all of her... I was so lucky to have her...
I twitched and abandoned myself deep inside her but I couldn't stop drinking in ecstasy. That was the best sex I ever had in my entire life. I felt Chizuru relax, melt in my arms, still panting heavily. Maybe she came too, a second time. I was feeling a little smug about it, happy to see that I pleased her that much. Her sore legs didn't have the strength to circle me anymore and she let them down slowly.
« Ha...ji... » she whispered in my ear.
Grudgingly, I detached my mouth from her neck to answer her, cuping back her face with my hands tenderly.
« Yes, my love ? » I asked with a loving smile but she didn't answer, her closed eyes wet with all the tears she shed.
As soon as she was released, she collapsed and I watched in shock the big wound on her neck and her body covered in bruises. She was pale, almost bled dried.
« Chizuru... » I whispered in horror.
When did that happen ? When did I do this to her ? Oh gods... Why didn't she stop me ?
« Chizuru ! » I repeated with more force, trying to lift her up as if it could make things better, applying pressure on her neck to stop the bleeding.
« I'm alright... » she said with a small smile, her hazel eyes blurry.
« No, you're not. » I said, panicked.
Gods, I could have killed her...
I lifted her up and brought her to the futon, laying her down.
« You need a doctor. » I told her, caressing her cheek, looking at the wound slowly healing. Too slowly.
« No, I'm fine. » she smiled « It's a small anemia. My body will produce the missing blood, don't worry. I just feel dizzy and need a little rest. »
« Chizuru, I'm sorry... » I said in a hoarse voice, filled with guilt. « This is my fault... »
« No it's not. » she objected « you spent too much time in the daylight, it was only natural. »
« There's nothing natural in this, Chizuru ! » I banged my fist on the tatami « Stop being so considerate of me ! I could have... I could... »
« No, you couldn't. » she said with a kind smile « look, the bruises are already gone and your hair is turning back black. Stop berating yourself on something you have no control on. »
« But I should have. » I replied harshly. « Chizuru, I'm not the same man I was... »
« That is not true. »
« It is... I'm... surrendering more easily to my emotions, I get clouded by them... Even now... The old me never would have told you about it... » I said, taking my head in my palms, digging my fingers in my skull.
« Then I prefer the new you. The one who actually asks for help when he needs to. » she said, taking my hands off my head and taking them in hers « We'll find solutions, together. I will continue my research, we'll find a cure. Alright ? »
Her hands travelled on my wrists and arms and came circling me, reassuring. I closed my arms on her too, afraid, terrified, vulnerable. In her arms, I felt like a little boy again.
« Alright. » I replied, clenching to her with all my strength.
She pulled me to the futon with her and held me tight until I fell asleep, finding some peace in resting during the day.