AOSHI/MISAO REBOOT

- Chapter 5's Author's Note-

Hello everyone! The last chapter was a bit dreary now that we know what happened to Misao.

In this chapter, I met my expectations for writing a lemon for the couple.

I do not own any original characters or plotlines of the manga Rurouni Kenshin. Nobuhiro Watsuki wrote that great manga. I am just creating my version of it.

Thank you for following me (you "followers" know who you are); I truly appreciate it! Now I feel inspired because of your love! :D

I hope I can write and finish this book by the end of Tuesday night, but we shall see!

Please review if you guys have anything to comment on, but also, please be nice in your reviews. :)

WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! SEXUAL CONTENT in this chapter WARNING

Do not read if you are under 18 years of age.

I have warned you!

- End of Chapter 5's Beginning Author's Note-

- Chapter 5: The Morning After-

Misao's POV:

Misao awoke to the bright afternoon sun glowing its warmth onto her face. She feared that the last two weeks had been but a dream. She lay on her back, afraid to open her eyes.

However, her fears became history as a warm hand rested on her bare stomach. The fingers belonged to her new husband, and the slight twitching of them meant he was awake.

Misao's eyes popped open happily, and she glanced to her left, where she felt her husband's heat. He was awake and glancing at his hand that rested on her stomach, not yet noticing her awareness.

Aoshi's eyes were soft, and his hair was messy due to sleep and their multiple explorations of one another. Misao felt his fingers twitch on her stomach once more, and she knew that he was praying for future children; it was written all over his face.

Misao smiled warmly at her now-husband and laid her hand on the one resting on her stomach so lovingly, "I hope for it too, but we have things to take care of before it is safe to bring one into this world."

Aoshi's eyes took an intensely protective glint before he nodded once, not saying a word. She knew he would protect her…and should they become pregnant, any future heir of his.

Misao looked at the sun's position out their window and guessed it was around one in the afternoon.

Being married to Aoshi was still surprising to Misao, but it was the best thing that had ever happened in her life.

Thinking over the passionate moments between them last night made Misao blush scarlet. She thanked God that Aoshi could not read minds. Indeed, he couldn't know how wanton she felt at that moment.

Needing to get her body moving and prepare herself for the day of explanations she would undergo later, Misao got herself to sit up in bed and try to exit. However, an arm wrapped around her waist pulled her to where she was once again lying down, this time underneath her husband.

Misao wanted to be irritated, but she did not want to get up in the first place.

Aoshi hovered above her with warm blue eyes, gazing upon her face like he was drinking from seeing her beneath him. He sweetly acknowledged her in a whisper, "My wife."

Her heart warmed at the love in his voice, for it was still abnormal for him to express his emotions at all or in this tone he spoke with.

She purred in response, "My husband." Misao caressed the arms on either side of her head on the futon, his muscular forearms up to his shoulders. Finally, she pulled him by her hands in his hair at the back of his head and kissed him…. still shy at touching him without knowing if it was all right. Instantly, Aoshi groaned and deepened the kiss as possessiveness took him over.

He felt pride at hearing the soft little whimper at the back of her throat that told of her aching for him as much as he did for her. He was not alone in needing to feel the other's body pressed tightly to their own.

Misao marveled at Aoshi's ability to get her hot again and impishly thought their stamina had to be from years of omnitsu training.

Her hands could not sit still and tugged at his hair and waist, begging him to press against her with the entire length of his body. She needed him to ease the ache he was producing with his kisses.

Misao mewed as he found the sweet spot of hers on her neck and then groaned and internally yelled, "YES! YES! YES!" as he trailed more kisses down her collarbone and to the tops of her breasts. She arched into him, and a surprised gasp escaped her parted lips as he began suckling while twisting and tugging on the opposite nipple between his forefinger and thumb. Her reaction was wild as her teeth sunk into his shoulder to hide her scream of surprise and pleasure. Aoshi grunted with male satisfaction at him, reducing her to this animalistic need to mark him, and proceeded to place marks along the side of her breast that he was lovingly lavishing attention on.

She hadn't known such pleasure existed and how teasing her breasts could torment her so, and then Aoshi nipped and tugged at her nipple, and she nearly came undone.

Indeed, he had done this before, but she could only silently thank the woman who taught him because Misao was reaping the benefits of a skilled lover.

Misao's right hand scored her nails across his back and pulled at his shoulder to demand more of this delicious torture. She flipped him onto his back and groaned a little at the pain her still-healing body shot up her leg and back. However, she intended to give him the same pleasure he was giving her.

Aoshi broke off the kiss and asked concernedly, "Are you alright?"

Misao swiftly nodded, and her right hand lightly trailed and scratched down his rock-hard eight-pack before moving even lower. Her intent was clear to Aoshi. Yet, he grabbed her hand just before she could give him any pleasure, gently returned her to her back, and detained both wrists above her head. This moment was about her pleasure in his mind; he would see she received it without renewing the pain in her wounds.

Somehow, the lack of control over her hands made Misao even hotter and wilder underneath him. Her pain was long forgotten.

Misao's legs wrapped around his hips so she could press her wet center against the steel rod standing proudly against his stomach.

Misao may not be able to use her hands, but she could roll her hips to drive him crazy, and she got the reaction she wanted. He growled and held her wrists tighter in one of his hands while the other moved from tugging at her breast to the little nub of nerves between her legs. Aoshi swallowed and muffled her startled scream of pleasure and growled with male pride at the rush of wetness against his fingers that his attentions were causing.

She rolled her hips in tandem with Aoshi's fingers, which rolled and tugged at the bundle of nerves between her legs. Still, she needed more, so she bit his bottom lip and pulled it with her teeth in an erotic way. She groaned against his kisses, "More, please, Aoshi."

Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, she was back on top of him with him sliding into her so gently. Aoshi was avoiding hurting her by ensuring she controlled their lovemaking. She was sure it would be rough and delicious if he had his way. However, she was still recovering, and he needed to be gentle with her.

She was in control, which made her feel so powerful seeing him come unglued by her touches. Their lips locked in a desperate and hungry kiss that left her momentarily stunned by his passion for her that she stopped moving.

No matter to Aoshi, for his fingers slipped down her body to caress the little nub right above where their two bodies were connected. This sparked Misao to move once more, and soon, they started rolling together and teasing each other's bodies in a dance as old as time. It wasn't long before Aoshi and her came unglued together, and his seed spilled forth into her womb once more.

Misao didn't worry anymore about his seed taking root in her womb; she wanted children with him. She just hoped she could defeat the Yaro clan before becoming pregnant.

-End of Chapter 5: -

I hope everyone is well; I just had to update this chapter after I made minor grammatical errors in the original copy. I promise to finish this story this year. Life is going better for me now, and I feel happy enough to write about my favorite couple's growth as a couple. Depression has been an inhibitor of my writing, so I want to apologize for the delay. I also want to finish the other stories I've written because I hate it when authors do not update…..if the author of Steam reads this….please update….I love your writing.