Misao stared silently over at Aoshi as he slowly walked towards her, faintly hearing a melodious guitar as it began the tune of the song. Her lips parted ready to answer him, but no words would come from her lips when Aoshi gently took her within his arms and sung perfectly along with the lyrics.

Misao was stumped…dumbfounded…flabbergasted and all those other words at how Aoshi's deep sultry voice mixed with the vocalists higher pitched one. It was perfect…utter perfect and she could do nothing but stare up at him as he twirled her slowly around the carpeted floor of the main living area.

That I feel myself surrender

The last part of the verse was whispered softly into Misao's ear before Aoshi surprised her even more as he dipped her lightly. Aoshi moved with Misao as he bent over her, his lips fluently but lightly brushing against the underside of her chin for a split second. He then pulled her straight back up and into another twirl, this time facing away from him.

"Aoshi-sama…what…?" Misao for the life of her could not make any rational sense out of anything. She was just too damn surprised. But then who could blame her for feeling astounded as her back was now firmly pressed against Aoshi's broad chest. His arms quickly snaked around her waist to hold her steadily and securely as he swayed from side to side, his warm breath fluttering into Misao's ear as he continued to sing.

Misao gasped in pleasant surprise when Aoshi grabbed her hand and twirled her around to face him once more. She had been slumped against him, content to be in his embrace but now that was gone as the pitch in the song rose a little and so did Aoshi's voice while he held her at arms lengths, his intense green-grey eyes not leaving hers once. Misao swallowed the lump beginning to form in her throat. Just listening to his voice, watching the way his body moved with hers, it was like…like this song he was singing was just meant for her…and only her.

Again Aoshi stepped closer to Misao, pulling her into his body and he bent his head to position his lips right at Misao's left ear, making sure she could hear and feel the serenity within his succulent and tender voice.

Misao was surprised that he could change the tone in his voice so quickly and she watched with a small smile on her lips and laughter sparkling in her eyes when Aoshi let go of one of her hands and raised it above his head when he held a little longer on the 'believing' to place more emphasis into the true meaning of the song. All thoughts were lost to Misao as Aoshi bent down slightly, his hands going under her armpits as he lifted her up off the carpet and twirled her around.

Aoshi placed Misao back down on her feet and lightly brushed her lips with his own, voicing the last of the song right into her parted lips.

Hear my confession
[And I feel my heart is turning,
Falling into place]

Aoshi pulled away from Misao, his hands dropping to his sides even though he itched to have her in his arms once again. He finally took note that her face was lightly flushed and her eyes were large and innocent as they continued to stare right up into his mischievous ones.

"Thank you, thank you very much. No need to clap all at once no-" Aoshi was "rudely" interrupted by a pair of soft lips pressing desperately to his. His eyes were slightly wider then usual as he stared down and into wet pools of blue.

That song and Aoshi's voice had really affected Misao that much. She continued to assault his lips and in truth, Aoshi didn't mind one bit. He finally curled his arms around her slender form and pulled her impossibly closer. Misao moaned lightly against his lips and that just drove Aoshi even more to wonder his hands up to her hair and take out the chopsticks. Her thick mass of blue-black hair fell heavily down her back and Aoshi couldn't help but run his hands through it. It was like a curtain of silk. Once again he pulled lightly away, hands continuing to brush through Misao's hair before cupping her face, watching as passion lidded eyes opened to gaze up into his own. He instantly read the message.

"Are you sure Misao-sama?"

"Yes...I am..." There was no need for anymore words as Aoshi captured Misao's lips in a heart rendering kiss. Her hands clutched at his shoulders until he absently felt them wonder to his front as she began to unbutton his dinner jacket. The three buttons were gone and the jacket was removed as it fell silently to the floor.

"Not so fast, Misao-sama…" Aoshi muttered lightly when he felt Misao’s hands against his belt. He pulled away from her lips, though bringing pain to himself at doing so when he hard her whimper at the loss of contact. Ocean blue eyes shot open and she silently watched as Aoshi knelled on his knees and placed his hands at the buckle on her shoes. Effortlessly Aoshi lifted Misao’s small creamy feet out of their shoes and rose to his feet, but not without placing a light kiss on Misao’s left thigh where he got a view of pearly skin. His tall frame loomed over Misao’s and instantly she gasped when Aoshi picked her up bridal style and headed for the bedroom.

"Two can play at this…" Aoshi heard Misao mumble and he grit his teeth when she tugged his tie from his neck, undid the top button and latched her soft lips to his neck.

"Tease…" Aoshi mumbled as he placed Misao on the bed, but faster then he could back away Misao’s arms were around his neck and her lips suckled his. Who was he to complain at having such a responsive and passionate woman? Aoshi sat on the bed, after having emptied his trouser pockets and kicked off his shoes. Again he cupped Misao’s face in his hands, his lips escaping hers as he planted light kisses on her forehead, closed eyes and flushed cheeks.

"Wait…we need…" Aoshi let go of Misao and lay on his stomach as he stretched his hand out to reach his wallet. Finally opening it up he pulled out the condom.

"What, straight into action and no playing…well that is mean of you…" Aoshi turned over at those words and watched with an eyebrow raised as Misao straddled his hips.

"I see you want to be in control ne?" Misao parted her lips at Aoshi’s blunt words and flushed embarrassed as he had completely read her motives. Not like it was hard when she was currently straddling his hips with only her underwear, his trousers and his own briefs in the way of them connecting. She watched as Aoshi placed his hands behind his head and licked his lips in a seductive manner. Like he wasn’t already seductive enough as it is.

"Go ahead…I’m all yours…" Aoshi watched a sly smile across Misao’s lips and only just stopped himself from squirming beneath her passion glazed eyes.

"Mine huh…? I suppose you are…" Misao muttered before leaning over and brushing her tongue over Aoshi’s bottom lip. Instantly Aoshi parted his lips for her and she delved into his mouth. He was thinking on playing hard to get, but as soon as her tongue brushed his wet lips he lost all thoughts to play that game with her and instead lifted his hand to hold the back of Misao’s head.

"Iie…" Aoshi heard Misao mutter as she lifted her lips lightly from his. He knew what she was referring to and placed his hand behind his head once more. Misao seemed to want him as her prisoner…and thus Aoshi complied with her wishes. He stared up at the ceiling, a an slowly moving above them as Misao latched onto his neck once more, nibbling here and then, probably bruising his sensitive skin and marking him. He could feel her nimble fingers flutter over his chest as she slowly took off his tie and began to undo the button on the now crinkled shirt. Misao’s hands fluttered lower as she pulled the shirt from the waistband and undid the last button.

"Hmm…nice…" Aoshi softly heard Misao confess before her lips "attacked" the muscular skin on his chest. Oh she was quite the playful seductress indeed.

"Can I now…?" Came Misao’s quiet question as she raised her eyes and lips back to Aoshi’s face. Her hands were poised at the belt holding the trousers to his hips and all Aoshi could muster was a nod of the head. Just what the hell was she doing to him? Usually it was Aoshi as the seducer and yet now the roles had been reversed with Misao above him and toying with him nicely. Not a single groan left Aoshi’s lips as it stayed bottled up within the pit of his stomach.

"Stay…" Aoshi lifted his head lightly when Misao stopped straddling his hips and sat beside him as she undid the belt on the trousers and then the button and zip. Her slightly colder hands moved into the waistband of the trousers as she gradually drew them over Aoshi’s hips, down his thighs and left them to rest at his ankles. Once Misao was back near Aoshi, her eyes roamed over his body, the only thing hiding her from seeing the rest of him was a pair of plain black boxer briefs. Oh how they showed her just what he really wanted right now.

"My turn…" Misao’s eyes widened as Aoshi sat up and wrapped his arms around a now stiff Misao. Her blue eyes were wide open, slightly in fear Aoshi realised and softly he placed his lips to hers, telling her with his feelings that he would not hurt her.

"Mmmmm…’ Misao moaned lightly into Aoshi’s mouth. Aoshi felt himself twitch at the positive response and left Misao’s lips as he placed a kiss on her ear and then caught the lobe between his teeth. His left hand held Misao at the waist, having her straddled over his thighs while his right was near her neck drawing the zip on her Chinese dress down. Instantly when the zip couldn’t go any further warm hands met warm skin as Aoshi began to venture and memorise the feel of Misao’s skin on her back. He raised his hands to her shoulders just as his lips kissed past her jaw line to capture her sweet swollen lips once more.

"Can I see you now Misao-sama?" Aoshi mumbled into her mouth and the only response he received was a little nod of the head. Misao was way to busy attacked his lips to worry about answering. Aoshi brushed his hands over the front of Misao’s shoulders as h pulled the tight silky material away from creamy skin. Misao’s arms followed Aoshi’s actions as she freed herself from the top half of the dress as it now lay crumpled around her own hips.

"Perfect.." Aoshi voiced loud as he left Misao’s lips to press a kiss at the hollow of her neck. He watched eagerly as Misao bent her head back, allowing him more room while his right hand cupped her breast.

"Ah!" Aoshi this time couldn’t help but groan when Misao had shifted in her position and had wrapped her legs around his waist. Her moans were killing him to move this along and yet in truth Aoshi wanted to play with Misao more…and so with great control being placed on himself he did as he wanted.

"I want…to see…all of you Misao…" Ocean blue eyes opened and stared up at Aoshi, she surprised that his voice had turned so husky and deep and for the fact that Aoshi had just called her Misao. Even though Aoshi didn’t have verbal consent his hands could not wait as he unclasped the bra and slid it off. He read surprise in Misao’s eyes but before she could cover herself from his ogling eyes he pushed her back onto the bed and leaned heavily over her.

"Don’ be ashamed Misao, your body fits perfectly with mine." At those words Misao loosened up a little and crushed her lips to his once more. At the skin on skin contact they both groaned as though an electric shock had just rushed through them. Aoshi left Misao’s lips as he headed for her chest.

"What…?" Misao breathed out and then arched her back when Aoshi’s warm tongue covered one bare nipple. He freed it and lifted his sparkling green-grey eyes to Misao’s half-lidded ones.

"You did mention something about playing remember?" Aoshi watched Misao’s eyes widen but no words could come from her lips when he went back to lapping at her breasts. She moaned, sighed and arched in excitement and passion at his ministrations. Aoshi left Misao’s plump breasts and headed down her flat trim stomach, licking her and there and feeling as sensitive nerves twitched when he licked sensually over them.

"More?" Aoshi questioned and watched the flush on Misao’s cheeks rise. He had his answer. Aoshi moved lower, his hands creeping towards Misao’s hips as he pulled the rest of the dress down her slender thighs. She was left clad in a pair of black underwear with lace around the edges. It had matched her bra if she was still wearing that, but she wasn’t. She was just as naked as he was and this time Aoshi let no words go by as he slid the material from her clenched thighs. He had to smirk at that. Though she seemed quite sure in what she was doing it was obvious to him she was very much the shy woman if she weren’t in control.

"Open your eyes…" Aoshi whispered softly as he lay next to the naked Misao, also naked himself. He had stripped himself in a flash after doing so to Misao and now lay on his stomach beside her. Ocean blue turned to look at him and Misao found a small smile on his lips, Aoshi hoping to relax Misao a little before anything else was to happen between them.

"Why are you so gentle with me?" Misao whispered to him.

"Because, you deserve gentleness Misao…and I’m not a forceful or harsh man. I asked you remember? I questioned whether you wanted this before just having you. Its part of what I do. I ask permission and if you want sex with me then I’ll give you pleasure like no other." Aoshi couldn’t help but chuckle at the redness in Misao’s cheeks.

"Okay…" Aoshi looked over at Misao. That okay was understanding…and that okay was also consent. Once more Aoshi leaned over Misao, his lips falling over hers in another breathless kiss. As he held himself up with his left hand, resting on his left hip he continued to suckle on Misao’s lips, tongue teasing her every now and then while his eager right hand went towards her breast once more.

"Lower…" Came a muffle request from Misao’s parted lips. Who was Aoshi to decline such a request? He moved his hand lower, traced circles over Misao’s hip and then continued down her outer thigh. His hand went under her left knee, pulling her leg up and then his hand traced the inside of her thigh, heading further and further towards Misao’s centre. Misao for her part shuddered at Aoshi’s hand toying with her as he traced imaginable circles across her heated skin. Her arms lifted up and went around his neck, clamping his lips to hers in a fevered kiss. When Aoshi traced a finger over Misao’s centre an then pushed one lone finger into her, his lips parted in surprise as Misao’s bit down on his bottom lip. She was tight…real tight. He knew this was going to be pure pleasure and agony for him, but right now it was time to build the fire within Misao. Aoshi pulled away from Misao’s lips, his tongue brushing over his punctured lip. Misao’s clouded eyes opened to notice the wound on Aoshi’s lip and flushed in embarrassment.

"GoMEN!" Misao squeaked out as her hips lifted up to the two fingers moving expertly inside of her.

"I’m quite sure I can heal…with your help…" Aoshi purred into Misao’s ear as he moved over her and rested his hips inbetween Misao’s raised parted thighs. He watched Misao nod her head, coherent words leaving her moaning body. Aoshi removed his fingers from Misao, pinching her sensitive nub as he did so making her jerk lightly in surprise. He sat up on his shins; hands moving under Misao’s armpits as he lifted her up and made her straddle him once more. Her eyes grew wide at the hardness of him brushing her wet centre.

"A-Aoshiiiiiiiii…" Misao moaned as he raised her hips and her warm wet centre away from him. Leaving her lust filled eyes he searched the bed spread and found what he was looking for. Tearing the packet open he placed the condom over his manhood and then pulled Misao back into his embrace and her opening right above him. Slowly…ever so slowly Aoshi’s hands remained on Misao’s hips as he drew her down and onto him. It was sweet torture…and Aoshi loved it.

"Ahhhh…" Misao sighed into Aoshi’s ear, her arms wrapped around his shoulders and her breasts pressed against the thin sheen of sweat glistened chest of Aoshi’s. She let out a guttural moan when expert hands maddeningly lifted her slowly from him only to slam her back down making her cry out.

The rhythm was set as Aoshi allowed Misao to ride him even though he was the one that was directing her hips, moving them every now and ten and also placing in more effort to move his own up into hers to position himself deeper within her accepting folds. She was gasping in his ear, sweat trickling down her creamy skinned body and Aoshi couldn’t help but lick here and there, trying as much as possible to suck in all that he could that was Misao.

Aoshi knew he was driving Misao ver the edge when her sighs grew in pitch and her breaths grew quicker. Hell even he was ready to release himself within the condom.

"Faster…" Oh she was such a wild one that’s for sure. Aoshi complied and rode Misao harder, having spread her legs further so they now wrapped around his body pushing him further into her at another slight angle. Instantly he felt Misao’s tight walls clamp around him as he moved faster against her, letting out a groan when Misao began pushing her hips against his everytime he wanted to leave, but she did not allow him to and slammed herself to him making him choke on his breath.

Breaths quickened, hearts pounded and guttural groans grew louder. The heat of the moment was coming to an end and at a last attempt to shower Misao with more pleasure then she could have ever imagined Aoshi’s right hand left her hip and slid between their slick bodies to rub against her nub once more. She went wild and screamed out his name, head thrown back and nails digging into his skin to create small puncture wounds once more.

"Misaoooo…" Aoshi grounded out as he continued to ride Misao while she convulsed around him, her breath turning to short but loud whimpers as she thrust her face into his neck and hugged him close. The release passed the both of them by, but it was still there, the throbbing, the tingling, the sweat, the raw feelings…the blood.

"Gomen…" Misao whispered as she placed a kiss at Aoshi’s neck while dabbing at one of the wounds she caused him.

"I’m alright, it was you who I was worried about."

"Me…?"

"Thought you weren’t going to breathe for a minute there." Aoshi heard a small snort leave Misao’s throat but she continued to hold him while brushing her hand lightly over the eight puckered marks now on his back.

"You marked me…" Aoshi whispered to himself only hearing a small ‘hmm’ from Misao, as she wasn’t paying attention. In fact, sleep was very much catching up to her.

"You wear me out…" She muttered and lifted herself off Aoshi before falling into the damp sheets on the bed. Aoshi lifted himself onto wobbly feet and left the room for a moment to remove the condom before heading back to the bed and pressing his naked form into the back of Misao’s, spooning against her. She didn’t flinch or move away from him and instead sighed and curled her head deeper into the pillow.

"You…are truly something else Misao…" Aoshi muttered into the sleeping Misao’s ear before pulling up the covers and placing them over their naked forms.

"I wonder…what tomorrow will bring us…?" Aoshi whispered into the darkness as he turned off the lights. His heart beat in tune with Misao’s as they slowed down back to a normal rate. His breath mingled against Misao’s hair as he tucked his head into her neck smelling her sweet perfume scent but also their sweat and his cologne mixed together. Aoshi wished to stay like this for the reminder of the night and fell asleep with an arm wrapped around Misao’s waist. The only noise that was left in the room was the sound of the fan from the ceiling.

Xx To be continued xX