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Irresistible
Chapter Four
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She was running again. She had to get away from him. She ran into the practice hall where she hoped he wouldn’t find her. She backed away into the shadows trying to hide.
“Tsk tsk, Koishii," he said coming into the room.
Kaoru stood frozen He’d found her.
"You should really learn to finish what you start." He said as he advanced on her. He wasted no time in crushing her against the wall with his body. He was tense, like a coil ready to spring at a moments notice.
Her mouth opened in shock.
He looked at her with fierce fathomless eyes before he kissed her. The fear and rage she’d felt seeped away with his savage kiss. He pressed her into the wall until she gasped. Her eyes flew open and they stared at him with a wide-eyed expression. She felt his arousal, his manhood growing hard against her stomach. He smirked at her almost mockingly before he kissed her again. His rough hands parted the material of her yukata, until it ceased to be a barrier to him. He reached out his hand and outlined the delicate curve of her breast. Her nipples hardened in response to the light caress. He moved his hand again over one of her nipples causing her to cry out, her skin felt hot. He touched the top of her breast bringing his hand down all the away under the curve. He squeezed it gently, sending a wave of heat through her body. He squeezed a nipple gently while he bit into the other one. She found that she couldn't and wouldn't move for the life of her. His touch was achingly arousing. Her eyes turned to his and locked. She could see lust and desire in his eyes but it was his hunger which made her shiver. She‘d been frightened, she knew it was why she‘d started running. The battoussai scared her yet she‘d come to want him. She felt him lift her off the floor and that’s when she felt the him. His arousal pressed into her. Her mouth opened again to let out another gasp. He lifted his head up from her breast to stare at her. His eyes had turned a molten gold sometime after the first kiss. Feelings of fright and excitement washed over her again. He bent his head back down as he took the nipple into his mouth. She cried out in pain and in pleasure as he twisted his tongue around one of her nipples. His hand took the other one between his thumb and forefinger and squeezed it hard. Searing pain turned into agonizing pleasure. The pounding of her heart was deafening. She felt the same pounding rhythm between her legs. She was so close to him, the only material separating him from her were his hakama.
He leaned in further leaving her supple breast to gaze at her and moved his body further in between her legs. Her thoughts blurred as a rush of wetness began to flow out of her. She arched her back, closing the remaining gap between them. She tried to move against the wall but all she managed to do was rub against him. He groaned at the friction she was creating. He buried his face into her neck as she continued her slow movements. She heard a low sound come from him, almost like a growl. She felt feathered kisses trailing along her jaw and down her neck until he bit her hard.
Her eyes opened and again she felt disappointment yet there was something different this time. The sun was already out but she hardly noticed. She ran her hand over her breast lightly, the hand trailed down under her blanket and into a lower region. She realized she was aroused. Swallowing hard and with a shaky breath she tried to sit up. But the futon was so comfortable and the dream was so fresh in her mind. Yahiko had left and Kenshin was out, there was no one home but her. So she did something she hardly ever did. She began to touch herself. She loosened her yukata, undoing the sash she pulled it opened. She felt the cool air kiss her skin. Her eyes closed as she replayed one of the dreams in her mind. She ran a hand down her throat and over her breast, tweaking one of the nipples. She could see him in her minds eye, the way he would look, the way he would touch. She squeezed her nipple again before letting her hand trail down. Her fingers touched the patch of dark hair between her legs not at all surprised to find herself wet. She let her fingers brush against the wetness while she imagined him kneeling in front of her parting her legs as he slowly began to fondle her, rubbing her wetness all over, slowly inserting a finger in her throbbing tight channel as his thumb found her clit and started to flick it. She made a small panting moan as she thrust a second finger to join the first. Her back arched as she imagined his hand stroking her. Her head turned to the side as she became lost in the rhythm. She could only imagine what he would feel like. How would she taste to him if he decided to kiss her intimately? “Kenshin.” She cried out as her movements gained momentum. She reached a sensitive spot and his name began roll of her tongue more urgently. “Kenshin.” She gasped as she rubbed her clit. Her head rolled to the side in pleasure, “Kenshin.”
He opened the door and stood frozen in place. He’d heard her calling for him, he’d thought she was having a nightmare. His knuckles turned white as he gripped the door for support. He never thought . . . He never expected her to be . . . He swallowed hard and tried to make himself leave but it was hard. Her whole upper body lay exposed with her pert breast swaying lightly as her hand which disappeared under her blanket pleasured herself while thinking about him.
“Ken-shin.“ Kaoru screamed a long wailing cry of release.
He watch in agony and fascination as she cried out for him. His amber eyes were riveted by the site of her and though he’d like nothing more than for her to find him there admiring her, he could not. His need to take her was pushed to the back. Slowly he backed out of the room and closed the door quietly. He stood there a moment before heading out, away from the dojo and away from the temptation. Thoughts of how she’d feel entered his mind as he ran off into the forest and to the river. The image of her face when she reached orgasm refused to leave his mind.
He looked up and down the river. When he was sure there was no one around he undressed and jumped into the cold water. ‘He never should have come back early,’ was the first thought he had when his mind cleared. He stayed in the water until he felt numb. Slowly he stepped out of the water. He dressed and sat on a log. A ray of sun shone down on him warming him up, drying his hair. He still couldn’t feel it though he was still in shock. She wanted him. Like that. She wanted him.
After a long time his warm purple eyes looked around. He was sure it was around lunch time or perhaps a bit after. With the rurouni mask back into place he made his way back to the dojo. He’d thought about it and he’d decided that what she felt were only girlish fantasies. They didn’t mean anything. Leaving those thoughts behind he hurried his pace. She would be hungry. If he’d stayed he would have made her lunch but he’d been distracted. Shaking his head he continued his walk.
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“Kenshin.” She said as a small smile appeared on her lips.
He saw her blush becomingly before she spoke again. “I knew you’d make it in time, I made lunch.”
He smiled at her and sat down in his usual place. She served him and waited for him to give an opinion on her cooking. Kenshin knew no matter how awful something tasted he would never tell her so, he would lie, anything to always keep her happy. But he didn't have to this time, "It's good Kaoru-dono.” He said as he looked at her. Her smile faltered a bit as a dark blush tinted her cheeks, she’d been staring at his mouth.
He looked down not being able to meet her eyes.
"I’m glad you like it Kenshin.” by the end of her sentence she was blushing all over. He smiled inwardly. He watched her sit down and serve herself. She looked very happy Her head snapped up almost as if she‘d read his mind and beamed at him. The smile almost made his heart stop. How he loved making her happy. His thoughts froze. He was not supposed to think like that. He’d thought he’d locked those feeling away after they got home from Enishi’s island. 'If only things were different, what I wouldn't give' Always the same thought, always the same wish. He finished his meal quickly and got up. She watched him clear the table always offering her help though she knew he would always refuse it. With that he left to do the dishes and she went back to her room to get dressed.
She dressed in a simple lavender kimono with a dark purple Obi. She brushed knots out of her hair and left it down so it could dry. She dipped her pinky into the new perfume bottle and put some on behind her ears, on the back of her neck and on the inside of her wrists. When she was finally dressed she stepped out of her room to go find Kenshin, maybe they could eat out tonight.
She walked down the hall and into the kitchen, he was gone. She stepped out of the room and almost ran into him. “Are you all right Kaoru . . .dono? He said grabbing her by the arms. The words half formed in his mind before they trailed off. He could smell her again.
She nodded, he could see but he couldn’t hear her. The pounding in his veins drummed out her voice. ‘She looked very nice today,’ the thought was fleeting spoken by the part of him that was enamored with her. The present part of him was struggling to keep his hands off her.
The grip on her arms increased and Kaoru stopped talking. He was staring intently at her. He was making her nervous. She felt a shiver of excitement run down her spine. He approached her further and her eyes widened. He buried his face in her neck smelling her, like an animal. She was stunned into silence.
He wanted to taste and to touch but there were strong restraints on his lust for her and all he could do was smell her. The smell of her mixed with her perfume was heady. His mouth trembled in an effort not to bite her. “I like how you smell.” he whispered. He was so close to her his mouth brushed against her ear when he said the words.
She began to tremble. He said, I not sessha but I. He said I. A change in speech pattern was a sign of the battoussai’s presence.