A/N: Forword, Theres smut at the end of this light chapter. Thanks for the hearts and follows, everyone.
Tokinada is quietly served tea by a servant in the lounge chambers of the Tsunayashiro estate, When he is suddenly interrupted by a sharp, Commanding voice behind him.
"Tokinada, My son."
The nobleman glances over his shoulder, And sighs internally when he sees his mother standing in the doorway, a stern expression on her face. Tokinada's mother, Ito walks into the room, The sound of her footsteps on the hardwood floor echoing through the vast chamber. Her thin, Pinched features make her look almost like a specter in the dim lighting.
"There you are, Tokinada. I have some matters I wish to discuss with you concerning your fiance, Ayame."
Tokinada can't help but roll his eyes at his mother's tone, And he takes a sip of his tea before responding.
"Ah yes, I supposed that was only a matter of time. So, Let me guess; You're planning to eliminate Ayame and her unborn child in some kind of tragic 'accident'..."
Itō raises an eyebrow, Her gaze turning cold.
"You once said that our Tsunayashiro bloodline would end with you... Live up to your claims, My son. Let it end with you."
Tokinada sets his teacup down on the table in front of him, Giving his mother a sardonic glare.
"By doing what, Mother? Do you expect me to just snap my own neck and end my existence so the bloodline can end? Or maybe I should just skip the drama and have my soon-to-be wife die in some conveniently tragic way?"
Itō's expression doesn't change, Her gaze still cold and calculating.
"That is what should happen. You have no business being a father. You will only cause strife within the family. It would be better if you never had children."
Tokinada quirks an eyebrow at his mother's words, A small smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.
"Ah, But mother, You're missing a crucial point here. The child isn't a Tsunayashiro, It's an Utsunomiya, Through and through. Ayame is the sacred heir to that particular family. So... Your little scheme to rid me of my... 'Problem' has a rather glaring flaw in it, Wouldn't you say?"
Itō's eyes narrow slightly, Irritation flickers across her normally cold features.
"Hmph. You always were far too clever for your own good. You knew that I would try to get rid of Ayame and the child, didn't you? You were prepared for it."
Tokinada leans back in his chair, His smirk widening as he crosses his arms across his chest.
"Of course I was prepared for it. You've never been exactly subtle in your plotting, Itō. I could practically hear the gears turning in your head the moment of her announced pregnancy."
Itō's expression darkens further, Her hands clenching into fists at her side.
"You think you're so clever, Don't you? You think you've outsmarted me again, Haven't you? But let me ask you this, My son: What happens when your dear precious Ayame and her 'pure flesh' child are out of the picture?"
Tokinada grins coldly, A cruel look in his eyes.
"That's exactly what I'll do, mother. I'll continue to watch the Tsunayashiro family become nothing and die, Just like my dear three eldest brothers... Your precious pawns who chose a cliffing flight... And you'll be powerless to stop it. Isn't that right?"
Itō's face is nearly contorted with rage now, Her voice trembling with anger and frustration.
"You bastard! How dare you speak to your own mother like that! You're just a pathetic failure! A stain on the Tsunayashiro family name!"
Tokinada's smirk never falters, His voice dripping with venomous sarcasm.
"Oh, Dear old mother, such words of praise! I'm flattered. But let's be honest, The only one who has failed here is you, For birthing and failing to control me."
Itō's eyes fill with pure hatred as she glares down at her son, Her voice rising in volume and pitch, "You ungrateful ingrate! I've given you everything! Everything you have is because of me! I've provided for you, Given you the name you were born into! Got you out of trouble with the law many times, And this is how you repay me?! By spitting in my face?!"
Tokinada's laughter rings out, Cold and mocking.
"A model maternal figure? You, mother? That's a laugh. You've always been nothing but a bitter, Cold-hearted witch who can't stand not getting her own way. Maybe you should retire from scheming and focus on knitting instead. At least then you'd be doing something productive like knitting a small hat for your bastard grandchild."
Itō's face turns bright red with anger, Her fingers curling into claws.
"How dare you talk to me like that! Insolent bastard..." She cuts herself off, Taking a deep breath to calm herself down before continuing. "You have been a thorn in my side ever since the day of your birth. I should have strangled you in the cradle!"
Tokinada laughs again, Leaning back in his chair.
"Ah yes, But that's the problem, Isn't it? After a four centuries, You still see me as a child, a troublesome little brat who won't do as he's told. But you seem to be blind to what is in front of you, And I don't take kindly to being treated like a child. So maybe it's time for you to adjust your perspective, Mother dearest."
Itō gives Tokinada a derisive sneer, Her cold, narrowed eyes fixed on her son.
"Oh, Please. I don't care how grown up you think you've become. You'll always be that troublesome little brat I've long given up on controlling. Just because you happen to be my son, Doesn't mean I have to respect you or even like you for that matter."
Tokinada's smile widens, A cruel edge to his voice.
"Oh, I'm well aware that you never liked me mother dearest. In fact, you've reminded me of that fact many times throughout my life. It's always been obvious that I've never lived up to your... High expectations. But then again, Who did?"
Tokinada leans forward, his expression turning colder.
"Ah yes, My dear elder brothers... All those 'perfect' heirs you were so confident would take the clan forward. But look where we are now. They're all dead, and that skirt-chaser Tsuchimikado and I are all that's left. How disappointing for you, mother dearest."
Itō's jaw clenches, her nails digging into her palms.
"Don't you dare speak about your brothers like that. They were good, promising young men, and you ruined it. You destroyed everything."
Tokinada leans forward, a cold, Unfeeling smile on his lips.
"Ah, So you think I did all of that just to hurt you? Itō? I suppose there is some truth to that. I did want to bring this family crashing down. To watch everything you've built burn to the ground. It's what you deserve, after all. But killing you? Ah, No, That's not on the list yet. I need you around. I still have a use for you, After all."
Itō frowns at his words, A hint of uncertainty showing through her usual icy composure.
"A use for me? What do you mean by that?"
Tokinada's smile is sharp and cold.
"That's right, Itō. I want you to be there, When Ayame and I get married in May. I want to watch your face as I marry my soon-to-be wife, And see the disappointment and rage in your eyes, Knowing that there's absolutely nothing you can do about it..."
Itō is quiet for a moment, Her expression troubled before she finally replies.
"You want me to be there, Witnessing your marriage to that... woman? Why? Why would you wish humiliate me further?"
Tokinada's smile widens, His eyes glittering with cold delight.
"You're catching on, Mother dearest. I derive great happiness from seeing you all worked up and powerless. To watch you struggle to control the situation, Only to fail miserably. It's all so very... Entertaining."
Itō's fists clench tighter, Her voice growing cold.
"...And what then? What happens after the wedding? What do you plan to do with me once you've humiliated and disgraced me in front of all of Soul Society?"
Tokinada's smile turns calculating, His eyes narrowing.
"Oh my dear, Sweet old mother. You really think I'd tell you that? What a good joke. I have my plans, You don't need to worry about that. You just need to focus on looking pretty for my wedding. You wouldn't want to embarrass me, Now would you?"
Itō lets out a frustrated huff, But reluctantly agrees.
"Fine. I will attend your godforsaken wedding. But mark my words, son, I won't forget this insult to my honour."
Tokinada smiles softly, An almost pitying expression on his face as his eyes gleam with cold malice. "I'd expect nothing less from you."
The two remain silent after that. Tokinada's chilling stare remaining locked onto Itō, While Itō stares down at him in contempt and disgust. The tension between the two is tense, Palpable and heavy.
Finally, Tokinada breaks the silence, Standing up from the seat as he speaks. His voice is testing and teasing.
"Well... Isn't it bedtime for you? It's rather late, mother."
8 later, Ayame's personal rural estate, Rural north Soul Society, Five days after the birth of Yoshitora Utsunomiya...
Ayame sat on her bed with a tired, But blissful smile on her face while she cradled her newborn baby boy in her arms. His eyes remained closed at the moment, Face scrunched up as he slept after having been fed.
She tenderly caressed the side of his face with her fingertips with a gentle touch before using a finger to run through his short, Unruly locks of black hair that mirrored the color of the moonless night sky.
As she looked at her son, Ayame felt an intense love, One she'd never thought possible before holding him in her arms for the first time.
His little head had a full cap of that unruly, jet-black hair similar to her own while his mouth was slightly pinker than the rest of his already fair face. There was a slight pout on his tiny lips, As if he was already expressing a mood that she could already tell he'd inherited from his father.
As she continued to caress her son's face, Her fingers came to a stop at his cheek, Touching that soft and chubby skin. It didn't take long after his birth for her to come to the realization that he'd inherited more than just his father's frown; the shape of his face and the color of his eyes were a near perfect copy.
While she'd once felt a certain kind of bitterness at the thought before, All she felt now in looking at him was a deep sense of warmth and fondness.
As Ayame continued to hold her son, Her eyes trailed down the rest of his body, Taking every aspect of him in. His body was tiny, With pudgy arms and legs as well as a soft belly, And despite it all, She found him utterly perfect.
After a few moments in admiring the small bundle, She brought him closer to her chest to hold him against her. Pressing a gentle kiss to his brow, She quietly whispered, "Yoshitora…"
As she gently rocked her son, There was a quiet knock at the door before it slid open a second or two after.
Tokinada stood in the doorframe, Looking into the room as his grey eyes observed her. Upon seeing her face - Glowing with the happiness and fatigue of a new mother - He stepped into the room further, A smile on his own face.
With a chuckle, Tokinada went to sit beside her on the wood crib, Reaching out to run a finger across the top of his son's head.
"He looks just like me."
Ayame couldn't help but roll her eyes at the pride in his voice, Shaking her head.
Tokinada's eyes moved from the baby to her with a smirk, A hint of amusement in them as he said, "Jealous?"
Ayame shook her head at him. "Only a little."
He chuckled again, Watching as she continued to lightly rock the baby. "You sound tired."
"I'm fine…"
Ayame was interrupted by a yawn, one she made an attempt to cover. After it passed, she continued.
"As for our son, We were both surprised when we saw how much he took after you." Her eyebrows arched and a hint of teasing entered her voice as she said, "Especially since you claimed you never wanted him to look like you…"
Tokinada's smirked faded away as he sighed, Returning his attention to his son and reaching out to lightly run his fingertips across his cheek.
"I was jesting when I said that, You know."
He took a breath before continuing. "…But I admit, It is slightly disturbing. Every time I look at him, All I can feel is an unpleasant sense of deja vu."
A soft laugh escaped her. "You think looking at something that reminds you of yourself is disturbing. And yet you have the most twisted mind I've ever known."
Tokinada's lips twisted into a sardonic grin. "I stand by my words. It's a bad day when someone like me with a cursed brain has successfully reproduced."
He glanced back down to their son again with unfounded pity. "Maybe he'll somehow inherit your disposition, He's after all taking your last name."
"What, You think my disposition will somehow override your genes?" She said, Amusement in her voice. "Even if our son's a spitting image of you, I doubt he'll be anything like you in the end. He's going to grow up to be a sweet, Kind, and loving child."
Tokinada raised an eyebrow at her confident tone.
"You're awfully certain of that…" He replied.
He reached out and pushed a strand of hair out of her face before teasingly adding, "Don't jinx yourself, The day will come when he acts just like me and you start pulling your hair out in frustration."
Tokinada sighed, His smile turning sardonic once more.
"I once was a kind and loving child just like you've described, You know. Yet… Look where all of that got me. As a child, I was filled with idealistic thoughts; I thought the world was a good and beautiful place."
His smile twisted into a smirk, A hint of bitterness in his voice as he continued.
"Fate had a cruel sense of humor though… To have been born into the Tsunayashiro family, of all places... With an imbecile for a father and a witch for a mother."
"Ah, How young I was," He said with a scoff. "Foolish enough to naively think that my parents genuinely cared for me. As I grew older, I came to the realization that my mother saw me only as a tool and that my father only saw me as either an inconvenience or a nuisance. All the "love" they showed me in those years was nothing but a shallow facade…"
Tokinada chuckled humorlessly before asking, "Perhaps that's where my warped disposition started."
Tokinada's smirk faded with his mood becoming dark, "What a wonderful thing, Being the fifth son of a noble family… It's like one has no worth whatsoever, Unless the children higher up on the hierarchy are either dead or have already disgraced themselves." His voice took on a bitter tone as he grumbled, "How wonderful."
She noted smiling down at the slumbering baby, "So that's why you and your brother Tsuchimikado became shinigami."
Tokinada nodded, His expression becoming slightly melancholy as he responded, "Yes, All the brothers at or lower than number four in the hierarchy become Shinigami. Our family only has one son to carry on the bloodline and the rest of us are considered worthless…"
He let out a sigh, Running a hand through his hair before continuing, "After a brush with death, Tsuchikado took the most pride in being a Shinigami though. He truly saw meaning in the job…"
While he didn't show it, A twinge of jealously shot through him as he spoke of his brother's motivation. His features remained neutral while his voice remained quiet and even, But he felt a touch of resentful as he said, "Of all of my brothers, Tsuchimikado reminds me of my former wife's constant nagging about peace and justice... To be honest, I should've set my brother up in an affair Kakyō... Two birds gone with one stone..." Tokinada muttered, His voice becoming slightly bitter. "Even now, Whenever I hear him spew some idiotic nonsense about 'justice' and 'righteousness', It annoys me to know end as his words are nothing but hollow, Meaningless things. How can he not see the truth in front of his own eyes? That in the end, The world is nothing but cruelty and evil?"
A scowl appeared on Ayame's face as she said, "Beneath all of your cruelty, You live in fear, Don't you?"
She looked him straight in the eye as she continued in a quiet tone. "You can spew all that nonsense about how evil the world is, But in the end, I know that in your heart, You're scared."
Tokinada's expression darkened while his eyes darted from her face to the floor as his lips curled into a slight sneer. However, he didn't deny her claim, A look of bitterness in his eyes. "And how would you know that…?"
"Because I know you," She replied while gently rocking the crib the baby laid in.
A hint of a smile appeared on her face as she continued, "No matter how hard you're trying to deny it, No matter how much of a front you try to put up… you're afraid. You're afraid of that cruel world you speak so badly of…"
Ayame met his glance again with a meaningful look in her eyes as she said, "You use the world's cruelty and sins to validate your own."
Tokinada's expression darkened further in embarrassment and anger at being seen through so easily, A reaction that clearly told Ayame that she was right. He turned his gaze from her again, Clenching his fists and gritting his teeth as he tried to compose himself. After a few moments, He managed a scoff before speaking.
"How do you know that's not the case," His voice and expression becoming bitter and resentful as he said, "…That I'm not just genuinely like this and feel no fear of the cruel world?"
Tokinada's expression darkened further in embarrassment and anger at being seen through so easily, A reaction that clearly told Ayame that she was right. He turned his gaze from her again, Clenching his fists and gritting his teeth as he tried to compose himself. After a few moments, He managed a scoff before speaking.
She stopped rocking the crib for a moment as she gave him a long and piercing look.
"It doesn't matter how much you try to deny it or lie. I know how much of a coward you are…"
For some reason, Hearing her use his name sent a slight shiver down his spine, His thoughts taking on a familiar but unexpected direction. He thought about a certain past memory, The one where she'd said his name in an affectionate way - no, In an amorous way…
He tried to chase away the thoughts from his mind, But failed as he remembered her soft voice calling out to him as she lay beneath him. The name on her tongue had been almost like a sweet… Moan.
"Who are you to call me a coward…" He muttered, Trying to push away the distracting thoughts about what she just did. He met her gaze, Something close to anger now making it's appearance on his face, But not quite there yet. Tokinada's voice now showed a hint of bitterness in it as he asked in a low tone, "Why do you always assume such things about me? Just how do so you see through me so easily?"
A slight smirk appeared on her face as she saw his annoyance. She could tell that he was frustrated and slightly irritated that she could see through him so well. After a moment, She responded, Her tone still gentle as she said, "And why not? You may try to project this cold, Uncaring, And sadistic image, But deep down, You're just as cowardly and scared as you call me. My love… My Toki."
Tokinada felt a wave of irritation and frustration as she continued to speak in such a tone, Calling him her love and using that damn nickname once more. He knew she was deliberately pushing his buttons, But for the sake of the baby asleep in the crib, He restrained from acting impulsively. He clenched his fists tightly, His teeth grinding together as his anger continued to rise further. After a moment of controlling himself, He responded in a low growl, "If it weren't for the fact that we have a child now and I have a wedding coming up, I would've strangled you already."
With a slight smile, A mischievous look appeared on Ayame's face as she replied, "Careful love, If you tried to strangle me, I'd be sure to kick you in the balls, And if that still didn't satisfy me, I'd drop you straight into Ō'Chō's mouth."
Her smile grew bigger as she added, "Or more merciful yet, I'd have my brother lock you in a cage until you learned to behave better."
Tokinada felt a wave of irritation wash over him once more as she mentioned her brother.
'Damn bastard…' He mentally cursed him before saying, "That prick Shima again…?"
He shot Ayame an unamused look, Rolling his eyes with an air of annoyance as he grumbled, "I swear he'll use any excuse to try to humiliate me, Especially since he knows I can't do anything in return. He'll probably try to lock me up and make me drink tea and read his stupid poetry."
A smirk appeared on her face as she heard his words. She could tell that the mention of her brother and his antics greatly annoyed him. Ayame's tone became slightly more playful as she replied in an impish tone, "I can picture it now, You sitting in a cell, Forced to drink my brother's horrible tea… Being trapped alone in a room… With only Shima's dreadful poetry to keep you company."
"Oh yes… He's never been one for physical violence, My brother," Ayame said in response, Her expression becoming slightly more serious.
She continued, Her tone becoming slightly more somber as she explained, "Instead, He finds joy in mentalanguish… And how can you inflict someone with it most profoundly, He asks? By isolating them in a cell by themselves… While also driving them slowly insane with tea and poetry, Of course."
As he listened to her description, Tokinada's face became rather expressionless and his eyes narrowed into a slight glare. Being in isolation and having to deal with Shima's tea and poetry sounded like it would be absolutetorture. Even to a man takes pleasure in pain like himself.
"I can picture your expressions perfectly, Toki." She said with a slight smirk on her face, Enjoying how clearly the thought of facing Shima's punishment was clearly bothering him. Ayame continued, "You'd be sitting in a cell, Isolated for who knows how long. Your eyes would staring straight ahead, Becoming increasingly more insane by the hour with each cup of tea and verse from my brother's horrific poetry."
After hearing how much she was clearly enjoying the thought of him being tortured by her brother, The glare on Tokinada's face darkened. A slight scowl formed on his face as he grumbled, "So, I take it you're basically telling me that if I try to strangle you, Your brother will lock me up and make me drink his disgusting tea while simultaneously reading some god-awful poetry for the whole time…?" He let out a low growl before gritting out, "Or I might lose a testicle, or become a treat for Ō'Chō, Is that what you're saying?"
A slight smirk appeared on her face as she saw the flicker of fear that crossed his face momentarily. Ayame nodded her head and replied, her tone playful but serious too, "Yes… That's exactly what I'm saying… Now you certainly can't strangle me, Now can you?"
Tokinada's scowl disappeared, His expression becoming slightly confused and surprised instead. He looked at her oddly for a moment as he asked, "Have you ever given the thought that I want you to beat me up?"
Ayame tilted her head slightly as she gave him an odd look before replying, "Why would I want to beat up my future husband? You haven't laid a finger on me, Have you?"
Tokinada's expression changed as he let out a slight scoff before replying, "I don't know how many times I have to tell you that violence… Gives me pleasure." A slight smirk appeared on his face as he added, "You of all people should know that, My future wife…"
"Oh, I know more than you think, Toki." She replied, A small smile on her lips. She continued, her tone becoming slightly teasing, "But I'm not sure if you have the guts and courage to ask me to hurt you, Now do you?"
With an expression of excitement, Tokinada yelled out, "STRIKE ME! YOU VILE TEMPTRESS!" He had a crazed look in his verde eyes as he held his arms outstretched on either side for her, His words practically a command as he yelled out, "Come now! Aya! What are you waiting for? PUNCH ME! KICK ME! SLAP ME!"
As Ayame saw the crazed look on his face, She almost rolled her eyes in an amused manner. He truly did love to be beaten up. She responded in an exasperated tone, Her voice slightly annoyed as she sighed at his antics, "You did this with your first wife too, Didn't you? Kakyō?"
Even though she seemed annoyed, She was well aware of his 'pleasure'. A sly smile appeared on Tokinada's face as he replied in an almost boastful tone, His excitement at the thought of receiving pain, "It's no surprise that I enjoy carnal violence, You know me too well."
Ayame's expression became slightly more annoyed, She refused, "I just had a baby, love. I won't be partaking in such activities with you for a while, So you're just going to have to do without for now…"
"Why does that have to be true?" Tokinada muttered in response, An expression of slight irritation on his face. He continued in a slightly aggravated tone, "So that means I have to go months without being punched, Kicked or choked by you?"
"That's correct," She replied with a small smirk on her face, Clearly amused at his irritated expression. Ayame added, Her tone slightly teasing, "There will be no roughhousing from me for a good while. You're just going to have to control yourself or find other outlets for your dark desires for a few months, Toki."
With a scoff, Tokinada gave her a slightly scowling look, His expression becoming exasperated. He continued grumbling a little petulantly, "Ugh… I can't believe I have to be stuck without any of those things for months. Are you sure there's nothing you can do to me? Anything? I'm amorous!"
After thinking for a moment, An idea came to Ayame's mind, A smirk appearing on her face as a result. She responded in a commanding tone, Her voice firm as she said, "Get dressed for bed and shut up, I've got an idea."
A curious expression appeared on Tokinada's face for a moment, But he quickly followed her instructions. He put on his night clothes before getting into bed. Once settled, He responded in a slightly suspicious tone, "Alright, Now what's your idea then, love?"
As she saw him follow her orders without any complaints, A satisfied smile appeared on Ayame's face, Enjoying the fact that he had no idea what was coming. She responded with a vague answer, Her tone slightly smug, "You'll find out in a moment, love."
Before he could respond, Ayame suddenly raised her hand and slapped him hard, Catching him off guard. The force of the blow was just enough to make him fall back, Laying back down onto the bed.
He felt slightly disoriented from the slap but couldn't deny the jolt of excitement that went through him, A smirk appearing on his face.
Smiling in satisfaction, Ayame took in the sight of him laying on the bed for a moment before moving to straddle him. She straddled him, Her legs on either side of his waist, As she looked down at him. With a smirk, She said, "I'm sure you're wondering what my 'idea' is, Are you not?"
Her hands rested on his chest as she sat on top of him, Her eyes looking at him with a slightly playful expression.
Tokinada gazed up at her for a moment before replying, His tone eager, "Yes, I am. What is going on inside that beautiful, Devious brain of yours, My dear?"
Ayame's smirk grew slightly wider as she responded, Her voice smug as ever, "I just wanted to try something new… Since I'm not allowed to beat you up like you want, Why not try something else that we've never done before?"
A curious expression appeared on Tokinada's face at her words. He inquired, His tone more curious now, "What do you mean 'something new'? What are you planning exactly, My Goddess?"
Ayame gave him a sly smile before responding, "Well, Since you're clearly in a bit of a… Let's call it mood for a good taste of pain, I thought we would try something a little more soft, sensual and… Submissive, if you know what I mean, My love."
Upon hearing her answer, A slightly surprised expression appeared on Tokinada's face as he wondered what she meant by soft, Sensual and submissive. Before he could ask anything more, Ayame suddenly brings the blankets over them and disappeared under. A slightly confused and intrigued look appeared on Tokinada's face as he felt the blankets shift, Wondering what his fiancée was up to. He waited, Not knowing what she was doing, Until he felt a strange, warm and rather pleasant sensation on his lower half.
Tokinada tensed up for a moment, Surprised and even slightly overwhelmed by what he felt. He called out, His voice slightly shaky, "Is that… Ah… What I think it is, My goddess? Your lovely mouth?"
He didn't receive a response, But the warm and pleasant sensation continued, Becoming even more intense at a deliberate, Agonizingly slow speed. He felt himself twitch at the attention, His breath slightly shaky as he gritted out, "My goddess… You really know how to… Make a man feel good…"
As he felt the sensations wash over him, Tokinada desperately tried to distract himself, But to no avail. He tried to think back, Trying to remember if Kakyō ever had done anything like this, But came up empty, Realizing that she hadn't.
His breaths were now a little more ragged, The pleasure starting to override his senses more and more as he called out to her a little desperately, He thought to himself, 'Kakyō definitely never done this…'
The warm, Pleasant sensation continued, A shudder going through his body as he struggled to control himself.
Tokinada found it impossible to focus, His mind becoming consumed by the pleasure. He felt himself becoming a little impatient, Craving the release that he knew would come at the end, His hands clenching the bedsheets as he tried to hold back the sensations, Calling out in a strained voice, "By Taiyohime's gratuitous tracts of land... How do you do this…"
Ayame continued her 'activities', A sly smile on her face as she listened to his moans and gasps. She knew exactly what she was doing to him, enjoying the fact that her 'tender treatment' was driving him wild. He was at her mercy, and she loved every second of it.
Tokinada had lost all control; his breaths were now harsh and strained, his body almost shaking with desire. He was right at the edge, The pleasure now almost too intense to bear, The sensations almost overwhelming him completely.
He cried out desperately, A mixture of pleading, Curses, and her name falling from his lips, His hand finding head and gripping her tightly, His breaths heavy, "Love… I… Aya… I… I'm…"
Ayame felt his hand gripping her head, Knowing that he was close to bliss. She continued her 'activities', Determined to bring him over the edge. She wanted to see him lose all control and become completely undone at her hands.
Tokinada felt his body tense up, The pleasure almost too much to bear, His breathing ragged, His breaths becoming a mix of moans and guttural sounds. He could feel himself on the verge of release, The tension in his body almost unbearable. The sensations and pleasurable sensations of her mouth were almost too much to bear, The pleasure becoming more and more pleasurable, His breaths shaking and ragged, And his hand gripping her hair almost desperately, A mix of moans and gasps escaping his parted lips.
Suddenly, Ayame stopped, Letting out a small laugh as she leaned on him. She appeared up from the blankets and crawling up on top of him, Pressing a soft kiss on his lips. Her teeth biting his lower lip.
She continued, Her voice still smug, "My soft and sensual treatment, My gentle and patient method, Do you enjoy that?"
Tokinada was still out of breath, But managed to force out a command through breaths, "Get back down there… And finish the job… My vixen."
Ayame gave him a small, Amused smirk before leaning down and giving him a soft kiss on the lips, Followed by another on his neck. She then proceeded to kiss his body slowly, Her lips moving down his chest, Abdomen and finally reaching his waist.
As she reached her destination, Ayame disappeared under the blankets once more.
Tokinada was already slightly desperate from the brief time without stimulation before, And the continued attention made him even more sensitive under her touch. The sensations that came with her mouth returned, Making him shiver with pleasure. His breaths were more ragged, His body tensing under her ministrations, And his hands clenching the bedding tightly, The pleasure from her lips almost overwhelming.
The pleasure was almost relentless, The sensations coming in waves, And Tokinada couldn't help but let a soft moan escape from his lips. He was getting close again, The tension building up in his body, His breaths becoming more desperate, The pleasure almost overwhelming and all-consuming. He was completely at her mercy, And he was loving every moment of it.
The pleasure was so overpowering that for a brief moment he thought that he might actually explode. His grip on her hair tightened, His eyes half closed, His body trembling uncontrollably as he continued to allow the bliss to consume him. He couldn't even think straight anymore, His entire being focused on the feeling of her lips on him, The sensation coursing through his whole body, And the sound of her breathing in his ears. The pleasure was almost too great to bear, His orgasm drawing closer and closer each passing moment, nearing the limit. He was close to the brink of breaking, A groan ripping itself from his throat as he felt his body tensing in preparation for his release.
Taking great gentle care, Her lips travelling up his length, taking him into her mouth. She sucked on him gently, The feeling making Tokinada lose himself in the euphoria. He felt her teeth bite deeply into his skin and her tongue flicking against him. Tokinada's body tensed and shuddered violently, and he released all inhibitions. It wasn't long before his body went slack, His emerald eyes rolling back in their sockets.
He lay there for a few moments, His body trembling, Eyes closed and breathing ragged.
Gradually, He felt himself begin to come back to his senses, And he opened his eyes to find Ayame watching him, A satisfied smirk on her lips.
Tokinada managed to get out a hoarse voice, "Where… In the eight realms of hell did you learn to do that, My goddess."
Ayame gave him another small, Smug smirk before responding, "Let's just say that I found a certain... Educational book in the library of the Taiyohime Temple, Toki. Something that was supposed to help 'prepare' me for the wedding night of my arranged marriage... Although you're the first person that I've ever tried it on."
Tokinada, Still a little breathless, Manages to raise an impressed eyebrow and comments, "If the Kuchiki heir knew how good you are at… This… He's probably regret exchanging you for a peasant, love."
Ayame giggled and responded playfully, "Oh, I'm that good?"
Tokinada laughed lightly and shook his head, Reaching down to run a hand lovingly over her breasts. "In my opinion."
Ayame grinned and said, "Well, what can I say? It's a skill that has been passed on to me by the love experts that are my ancestors..." She sighed wistfully, Looking down at him with soft eyes, "You may have noticed how many of them were unique, love... But they all had one thing in common… Their gratuitous extremities would make Pan and Aphrodite blush in shame!"
Tokinada chuckled lightly and responded, "Taiyohime's tracts of land are strong in your family, It's one of the things I appreciate."
He leaned forward and brushed a kiss against her lips. Ayame smiled and replied, "I'll take your approval as proof of affection, Aya."
Tokiinada nodded slightly in reply. As he laid there for a while, pondering his predicament, He decided to ask her some questions about the future. He asked her, "So, What happens now?"
Ayame got up from the bed and said, "I'm going to wash my mouth out with alcohol." Then she sauntered to the bathroom, Her hips swaying gracefully.
Tokinada rolled his eyes, Then muttered under his breath, "I'll go pee."
Tokinada stood up from the bed and walked into the bathroom, Joining Ayame who was already washing her face at the basin. He stood behind her, holding her close to him, Her body warm and soft in his arms. He nuzzled his face into her hair, Breathing in the scent of her. The smell of her perfume and skin was soothing to him, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort in her presence. He squeezed her tight for a moment, pulling her closer against his body, And then gently ran his hands down her torso, Feeling her warm flesh against his touch.
"You are so beautiful," He murmured in her ear, Pressing a kiss into her neck.
As they stood together in the bathroom, Ayame finished washing out her mouth and looked back over her shoulder. She smiled at him and said, "You said you needed to go pee, right? Get it over with."
Tokinada chuckled and nodded his head in reply. He released his grip on her waist and stepped back, Allowing her space. He walked over to the toilet and began to do his business.
Ayame, Standing off to the side, Watched him as he finished up. She observed him for a moment, her eyes studying his expression and body language. After a few moments, she asked curiously, "Are you feeling lightheaded, love?"
Tokinada finished and tucked himself back into his trousers. He turned away from the toilet and walked back over to Ayame, Stopping in front of her. He leaned against the sink and shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. "A little. Why do you ask?"
Ayame raised an eyebrow at his nonchalance, Her expression slightly amused. She replied, "Because you look like you've just had your soul sucked out of you, Toki."
Tokinada chuckled in response. He leaned closer to her and smirked, "Well, You do have a very talented mouth, love. It felt like you were indeed trying to suck my soul right out of my body."
Ayame smirked back at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I aim to please," She replied, Running her hand up his chest.
Tokinada chuckled again and put his arms around her waist, Pulling her close against him. "You definitely do," He murmured, Leaning down to brush his lips against her ear. As he spoke, Tokinada nipped lightly at her earlobe, Feeling her shiver against him. He said in a low, sultry voice, "Aya, You are the death of me."
Ayame looked up at him with a sly smile, Her eyes full of playful mischief. She ran her hands up to his shoulders and replied, "Oh really? And what if I do in fact want to be the death of you?"
Tokinada laughed softly, his arms tightening around her body. He leaned down and nuzzled her cheek. "I'd love it," He murmured in her ear. "I'd love to be devoured by you... It would be an unmatched pleasure."