Summary: A proposal of marriage by Lee in Asuka's childhood follows her into her teenage years. (Lee x Asuka)
Warnings: Grooming, Manipulation, Dead Dove
Asuka remembered sitting in his lap, pink lips wrapped around an iced lolly as he braided her hair. She felt something poke her bottom as he uttered his proposal to her, but didn't think much of it; the strangeness of his words were too perplexing for her to pay the bump in her rear any mind.
"Will you marry me one day, niuniu?"
Marriage wasn't a foreign concept to Asuka at that age. Marriage meant having a husband and having a husband meant getting gifts and having babies, things Asuka wouldn't mind doing when she was a little older. Marriage was something she looked forward to, but to form such a life-changing pact with her uncle, with her shushu, was a thought she didn't expect to dwell on.
Would she really want to marry Uncle Chaolan?
Asuka took her lolly out of her mouth and gave him an answer.
"Only if you take good care of me!" She exclaimed. "A good husband brings home money and treats his wife like a princess!" That's something she heard her mother say a lot to her father; she hoped Chaolan got the message.
She heard him laugh and felt big, muscled arms wrap around her body.
"Of course, niuniu," He smiled. "Anything for my precious girl."
Chaolan kissed her hair and bounced her a little in his arms. It made her giggle and squeal with glee, and from that point on, that conversation remained a core memory in Asuka's head for years to come. Too innocent to truly comprehend what he was saying, Asuka assumed that Chaolan was just teasing her like he always liked to do, but as she transitioned from girlhood to womanhood, Asuka noticed the keen techniques her Shushu would use to keep her attention on him. Jewelry, tech, sparring material, lavish outings, and expensive dinners were just some of those ways, and of course, Asuka loved them. How could she not? Her super rich uncle was getting her things her parents could never hope to afford; what's not to like?
She didn't think much of his intentions, but after receiving a pair of ruby studded earrings from him on her 14th birthday, Chaolan asked her the same question she hadn't heard since she was a child.
"They're so pretty, aren't they?" He remarked as he affixed the earrings to her lobes for her. "Pretty jewels for such a pretty little girl..."
He cupped her cheek and turned her head a little to the side. The gems dangled from her ears like sparkling fruits, shining so brightly that their glint caught Asuka in the eye.
"I can give you so much more than this. You do know that, don't you, niuniu?"
"What more could you give me at this point?" She giggled a little. "A whole island?"
"Oh, without hesitation," Chaolan smirked. "But that would be so garish of me, wouldn't it? I would love to give you something so much more significant than a boring old island resort."
She cocked her head. "What would that be?"
"One day," He held her hand up and gazed longingly at her fingers. "I would love to put a ring on one of these fingers..." He then kissed the flats of her knuckles. "And make you a beautiful, beautiful bride."
"Shuchan..."
Asuka was older now, more mature, and more or less experienced. She knew better than to say yes given how they were family despite not sharing blood. She imagined there would be ramifications to this proposal, especially given her uncle's age and his status, but it's not like she hated the idea. Chaolan was drop-dead handsome, an eligible bachelor with hordes of women to choose from, and yet he picked her, his one and only niece.
She gave him an honest answer... As honest as it can be anyway.
"Can I think about it?" She asked. "I love you and all, but I dunno if I'm ready for that yet..."
Chaolan listened to her, or at least she hoped he did. He stared into her eyes for a moment before pinching the flesh of her cheek. It made her pout.
"Whatever you want, love." He simply said. "I will wait as long as you want me to."
Asuka liked his answer, but wasn't sure if he liked her question.
From that point on, her relationship with Chaolan blurred the line between familial and romantic love. A few months later, Chaolan got her another gift when she visited for the spring, a gold bracelet emblazoned with luxury designs. As always she was thankful and tried kissing Chaolan's cheek like she usually did, but missed completely when her uncle decided to turn his head so he could catch her lips with his own.
It was incredibly brief, as Chaolan had pulled away before Asuka could even register it, but the sensations that came with it were still maddening. She blushed and stepped back while Chaolan chuckled, his thumb brushing her lower lip gently.
"A grown-up kiss," He explained. "You can't stay my little girl forever. It's only natural we help you along into womanhood, hm?"
Asuka didn't say anything, just stood there, cheeks burning hot like cinder. She didn't expect her first kiss to be stolen by him of all people, but she'd be lying if she said she didn't enjoy it. It even made her feel a little tingly in her belly.
Chaolan didn't ask for another and Asuka was thankful for that; she wouldn't know what to do with herself if he did that to her again.
Thus, whatever kisses they shared were fleeting and brief, away from the eyes of watchful relatives. Asuka however grew more curious about what else could be done with their lips the longer they went on and fantasized about her uncle's tongue thrusting in her mouth.
During a quiet Summer evening in the Mishima manor's pool house cabana, Asuka received a virgin daiquiri from Chaolan and kissed him tenderly on the lips as thanks. Chaolan accepted her kiss gracefully but grunted when Asuka moved her lips against his.
It made Chaolan excited.
He pulled her into his arms, held her tight against his chest, and pierced her lips with his tongue, exactly the way she dreamed he would. Asuka moaned and whined around his flesh helplessly, unable to properly reciprocate due to the girth of his tongue filling her mouth up so well. She's forced to wrap her lips around it and suck on it like a lollipop, the essence of menthol and brandy washing over her taste buds. It surprised her how good he tasted and was content with letting Chaolan take the lead despite the heat in her face making her woozy. Her uncle meanwhile smoothed his palms over her backside and thrusted something hot, hard, and throbbing into the crotch of her swimsuit. It felt like a lump of iron was digging into her core, and it suddenly occurred to Asuka what exactly it was that poked her bottom all those years ago.
Before Asuka could regret doing something she wasn't ready for, she pulled away from Chaolan. He resisted at first, but eventually relented, his breathing heavy and labored much like her own. They shared gazes and held on to each other, completely enamored by the ecstasy of their passion.
"Was that...okay?" She asked. "My...grown-up kiss?"
Chaolan swept some hair from her face and smirked.
"That was marvelous, niuniu."
Asuka smiled as she wrapped her arms around his neck, happy that she made her uncle happy.
They spent that night kissing and cuddling but never crossing boundaries that would make Asuka uncomfortable. It felt nice, like laying in a den of clouds on a warm day. The smell of his cologne and his aftershave comforted her and lulled her to sleep, a deep one that she didn't wake up from until the middle of the day later, the presence of Chaolan's scent still lingering on her body.
Asuka experienced an emotion she never felt up until that moment; the soul-tugging whispers of temptation. Her uncle was such a strong and pretty man, befitting of what she wanted in a husband, but the risk of wanting him was too great. She didn't want to disgrace him in front of their entire family because of her own budding affections. It would be so wrong of her, too unforgivable.
But the deep kisses, the crude touches, and his lingering gaze were what kept her addicted to him.
And so, with sadness, Asuka suppressed her feelings and let them fester, a decision that colored her interactions with Chaolan, but did little to quell the flames in her heart. She often spent her nights alone under her sheets doing things to herself that she wanted her uncle to do. It would be so easy to tempt him to touch her, too; just walk down the hall, into the foyer, cross the kitchen that led to his quarters, and let the night take them places she's never experienced before.
Asuka spent the rest of her spring vacation in quiet solitude, a state of being that Chaolan had noticed but didn't say anything about. They exchanged a final kiss that he had initiated before letting Asuka return to Osaka, her heart trembling like a bursting volcano when her father escorted her to his car.
School and dojo sessions kept Asuka busy, but Chaolan remained ever-present in her mind. It's not fair that things had to be this way, but what can she do? It was best that they stop all this nonsense and go back to the way things used to be...
Asuka desperately tried to ignore the phantom sensations of her uncle's stiffness on her backside while she planned her next vacation to the Mishima manor.
Once snow began to fall on the ground at her family home, her father hauled her in a car and drove her to Tokyo for winter vacation, just in time for her birthday. Jun baked a cake and prepared her favorite meals while Jin gave her an assortment of expensive presents. Kazuya and Heihachi were too busy with work to celebrate, but Chaolan, of course, was there, ever-present and ever-knowing; it's what made him her favorite uncle after all.
After Asuka picked at her food and ate her cake, she spent most of the night with her aunt and cousin before they retired for the evening, leaving her alone in the dining room. She fidgeted with a handheld console while Chaolan, as if on cue, slinked up to her from the shadows like a slithering snake before sitting next to her.
"Shushu..." Asuka regarded him, voice little. She rarely ever addressed him formally, but knew she must if she wanted him to take her seriously. While fighting back tears, Asuka informed Chaolan of her concerns, but the news didn't seem to perturb him at all. He just sat there, eyes dancing with hidden coyness.
"That's why you've been so shy around me?"
She nodded stiffly, unable to look at him.
"Silly girl," He adjusted accordingly to pull her towards him. He's hard and warm and smelled so, so good. "My silly little girl..." He then stroked her hair back and smiled. It made the tears in her eyes fall. "You should've told me this months ago. It would've saved you from all this strife."
"I...I thought..." She sniffled. "I thought you'd get m-mad at me..."
"I could never get mad at you, sweetheart..." He coddled her. "So precious, my dear; you know I wouldn't let anything happen to you." A kiss to her eye ceased an oncoming hiccup. "If anyone finds out, I'll take care of it."
"B-But what if jiichan and bachan, a-and aniki..."
"Shh... It's okay," He shushed her gently, rocking her like a child. "No tears, baby. Here," Chaolan scooped her up in his arms and kept her close to his chest. "Let's go to your room."
Asuka let him carry her away, her eyes as red as her tear-stained cheeks. The guilt and shame of her attraction ate away at her like mad, and yet she wanted nothing more than to be cradled like fine treasure and comforted by her uncle.
He didn't dare let her go until they were in her room, his movement gentle when he laid her down on her bed and settled beside her. She immediately latched onto him like a leech then, head on his chest and listening to his heartbeat as his big hands hugged her lithe frame. His voice, his scent, and his touch soothed her effortlessly, words of reassurance and boundless praise falling from Chaolan's lips like candied rain as he stroked her back and played with her hair. It's everything she could ever hope to want, hope to dream of, and rather than push him off and reject his embrace, Asuka reveled in it. She's back inside her den of menthol-scented clouds and doesn't want to leave it.
Eyes burning and head pounding, Asuka fell asleep not long after she rested her head. Her nap was a dreamless, empty one, devoid of light and life but teemed with the warmth she'd craved for so many months, no thanks to him. She was at first afraid to wake up once she stirred, worried that her uncle wouldn't be with her, but a hand resting along the small of her back assuaged her fears. Asuka sighed in relief and blinked the sleep out of her eyes before sitting up on wobbling arms, gaze adjusting to the darkness of her room. Chaolan was still under her, half-asleep, but now gaining consciousness when he felt her move.
After a moment, he called her name and asked if she was okay, hand reaching up to palm her round cheek. Asuka leaned into it and did the same to him, losing herself in his eyes. She doesn't say anything, doesn't find a need to. She knew what she wanted and what he wanted; why beat around the bush at this point?
Silently, with focus and grace, Asuka bent down and captured Chaolan's lips. They're plush, plump, and sweet like strawberry mochi, a flavor that Asuka indulged in with her tongue. Chaolan groaned, surprised by her boldness, but unable to deny her his body. There was no reason to anymore; they both knew what they needed from each other now.
They locked eyes when Asuka inserted her tongue into his mouth, anxious for Chaolan to do the same. He did so without hesitation, holding her tightly as he glided his tongue against her own, tasting her spit as she tasted his, lips messy and wild. Her passion for him masked her inexperience, juvenile excitement cloaking her naivety in a thin shroud of false womanliness that Chaolan ate up like sweet fruit. It's how he treated her tongue, her lips, her chin and cheeks, bruising pale skin with love bites and fleeting kisses that turned Asuka into a trembling mess of moans and gasps.
"Niuniu..."
Chaolan pulled away from her. It startled Asuka, but he kept his touch on her, eager to make her happy. He slipped a finger into her mouth to keep her lips busy and thrusted forward, singing praises that made her mewl and pant like mad.
"Sweet baby..." He moved his digit back and forth. "My sweet bride..."
Yes, Asuka wanted to say; she was his bride. His one and only bride, the wife he raised her to be. She'd do anything for him, he just had to tell her what to do and show her how to do it.
"Take me out, honey." He said with gentle authority. "Take out what's yours,"
Asuka nodded, deep and hard, tongue reaching for his finger desperately when he pulled it away from her. Thankfully Chaolan sat up and pulled her in again, kissing her nose as she uncinched his belt. He took the chance to free her from her clothes as well, fingers wasting little time undoing the button to her jeans. A rumble followed by a hardly restrained moan escaped him when he slid a tentative hand down her navel, over her pubis, and...
"A-Ah...!"
Chaolan stroked her bud with a long deep grind of his palm. It shocked her upright, straight into the crook of his neck, but Asuka knew better and stayed focused. She maneuvered her hand into his loose slacks to find the hole to his boxers and felt that rock-hard, blazing hot thing she's inadvertently touched for all these years. It's familiar to her and yet it isn't, his underwear shielding a beautifully rigid organ that Asuka can only pray will have her one day. Breathing deeply, she moved back to watch herself pull Chaolan out, her pupils shrinking into black pins when the immense thickness that emerged from between his legs swayed into place. Her fingers spread apart easily on his fat shaft while her digits trembled with the pulse of his veins. It twitched with her uncle's body and throbbed with such life that it felt like a separate animal entirely, but Asuka knew that this beautifully thick, impossibly long organ was something that she wanted; a birthday gift that would last her a lifetime.
"Shuchan's cock..." She squeezed the base and then moved her hand upward. "It's really all for me...?"
"Yes, baby, all for you. Always has been..." Chaolan hissed. "Ever since you were little."
"If shuchan's cock is mine," Asuka rocked herself against Chaolan's moving hand, blushing furiously at the urgency in her words. "Does that meanthisis his?"
"Such a clever girl," He rubbed her clit in tight circles. "This little pussy will always be his," He then licked her cheek and dragged it to the edge of her lips. "He'll pop that sweet cherry with his cock and make you a proper woman." He pecked her mouth and continued. "But Shushu will have to put a ring on your finger before that happens."
"I wanna be shuchan's bride so bad," Asuka chased his lips, hand now pumping his length. "I wanna be a good wife and touch his big cock every day."
"It will happen, baby, I promise you..." Her uncle moaned aloud, thrusting in time with her moving fist. "My sweet little bride..." He kissed her again, tongue quick to invade her mouth. "Keep touching me, love. Hold me nice and tight."
Asuka gave herself to him completely and tongued him like a grown woman. Her wet little pussy clenched tightly with need the more Chaolan masturbated her, budding clit rubbed raw as her ass was squeezed firmly by his hand. She obeyed her uncle's command wordlessly and fisted his cock nice and tight, drawing foreskin up and over the crown of his organ before pulling it down, creating delicious friction Chaolan lost himself in. He followed her hand and rocked himself into a tight rhythm with her strokes, moaning into her mouth as Asuka moaned into his. She can't focus on anything that wasn't her uncle's uncut cock and hard body, only wanted to melt in his kisses and make him happy; so, so happy. She'll be his wife, his lover, his niuniu, anything he wants her to be until the day she dies.
Spit dribbled from their joined lips as they soaked their hands in each other's shuddering arousal, speed increasing and limbs shaking when they reached a peak neither of them wanted to come down from.
"S-Shuchan..." Asuka whined pathetically into his chest to suppress her noises. "I-I can't, I think I'm gonna..."
"That's good, good girl..." Chaolan bent over her, gritting perfect teeth as he fucked Asuka's fist like a dog, hand frantically rubbing at her sex. "Together, my love. Let's do it together..."
Asuka nearly cried at his words, wanting nothing more than to be one with Chaolan the best way they knew how. His feverish assault on her pussy made Asuka come hard while the grip she held on Chaolan's cock sent her uncle over the edge. Stuttered grunts escaped him as he spilled onto her fingers, smearing her nails and skin with white, hot seed.
"Shuchan, shuchan..." His name was a mantra on her lips smothered yet again by soft kisses and gentle words. "I love you, I love you so much, shushu..." She licked his chin and nuzzled his jugular, drunk off his attention. "I wanna do this forever..."
"We will, precious..." His brows furrowed, the last of his load splattering on Asuka's thigh. "You'll have me, my cock, anything you want..."
They share one last kiss, one that's just as deep and as filthy as all the other ones they shared. It took an embarrassing amount of time for both of them to pull away, but when they do, Chaolan brought both of them back down to bed, idly stroking her clit as Asuka played with his wilting length.
She can't wait to get married...