Disclaimer: Not mine. Never has been. Never will be. (Rurouni Kenshin, that is)

(Yet another lemon from me. This time it’s het and it’s Aoshi/Misao. Yes, I am still writing my Aoshi/Soujirou fanfic. This just came to me all of sudden during class. Yes, my class is boring enough for me actually start thinking of porn.)

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Everyone was right. I’ve had too much sake. Makimachi Misao thought one night after a late night carousal with her friends. Normally, she didn’t drink sake but tonight was different. The reason for that because her beloved Okashira, Shinomori Aoshi, had just told her that he was in love with her. There was no reason why he said it. It just came out of the blue when he found her sitting alone, trying to get over all that sake. Then he said it much to her surprise. That’s why she didn’t believe this was real.

“I’m flattered.” She said. Stammering, she added. “B..b..but why are you telling me now?”

“I love you.” He repeated. His voice, no longer filled with a cool edge, sounded strange.

She never heard him speak so softly and honestly before. His eyes were no longer glaring at her. Instead, he looked at her with love.

“I love you.” He said again. Then he began to do something she never expected him to do. He began to take off his clothes in front of her. Blushing, Misao tried hard to keep a straight face.

“Aoshi-sama, I…” She began to close her eyes but kept them slightly open to check him out. Indeed, his naked body was beautiful and bronzed. She would have done anything at that moment to hold his body.

“I love you.” He interrupted again. “I want to prove it to you.”

“By undressing?”

He shook his head. “No.”

“Then by what?” Of course Misao knew what. But she wanted to be sure. By then, Aoshi had completely stripped and was standing naked in front of her.

“So…are you ready?” He asked.

Okay, I am dreaming. Misao realized. Aoshi-sama would never come to her and strip before her. But the whole thing didn’t feel like a dream. Especially when he came over and kissed her on the lips.

“Aoshi-sama…” Misao mumbled, trying to find the words. “I…I…”

“It’s okay.” He assured her as they went down together. Misao fell to her knees and then lay down on the floor. Her legs spread out, she began to breathe heavily. The breathing grew harder as she slowly removed her undergarments but kept her kimono on. Even if Aoshi was naked, she wasn’t ready. They had to take everything slowly.

Aoshi began to caress every inch of her body: her breasts, her abdomen, her legs, and finally her thighs. In between them was her vagina and that’s where Aoshi spent the most time. Curious, she looked up and saw him lying on her stomach, hands close to her clit. She could feel him touch her there and she shuddered. But it was a good shudder. She didn’t mind if he touched her in her private areas.

“Oh, Misao.” He murmured as his hands brushed against her wet clit. Everything inside of her felt warm and nice. Her vagina was his hearth and this was where he wanted to be.

“Aoshi-sama…” She stammered. Never had she seen him so sensual and caring before. Her feet scrapped against the floor as she tried to get comfortable. Dark spots began to form on her kimono so she chose to take it off.

Now she was naked before him and he moved from her clit over to her breasts. His wet hands wrapped around them and he began to suck on one greedily. She giggled and tried to push him away.

“Aoshi-sama, go slow!” She insisted. “We have the whole night to ourselves.”

Aoshi looked at her with those ice-blue eyes. They still weren’t glaring or emotionless. She could see something different in them now. It was as if the ice had melted in his soul. Maybe she was the one who melted it.

I can’t believe I’m here and we’re alone. Misao thought. Aoshi firmly grabbed her nipple and she yelped. He apologized and chose to kiss her breasts instead. She began to relax and her body became softer and less tense. He loves me. He really loves me and that’s why he’s doing this. We love each other.

“I’ve wanted this for so long.” She murmured. “I’ve always wanted you to love me back.”

“And I did.” He replied. He was now nibbling on her neck. “I just…”

“Couldn’t say it?” Misao replied. Her arms were now wrapped around him. He nodded and went back to caressing her body. In turn, she also admired what he had. Her thighs pressed against his abdomen. The spot between them was filled with cum but she didn’t care. It was all a part of love.

“Should I?” She asked Aoshi. She never specified what she wanted to do but he nodded anyway. She looked down at his penis.

“It’s okay. Let it go in.” He insisted. Shrugging, Misao calmed down and let the thick penis wiggle its way into her hole. It took some time to get used to it. Misao was a little scared of the fact that something was going in there. But Aoshi made it seem like nothing had happened. Misao let her leg muscles relax.

“That wasn’t bad.” She commented. Aoshi said nothing. Minutes later, she knew why he remained silent. A huge gush of something went straight into the hole, causing her to moan and gasp. Her hands went to floor and began to claw away at the wooden boards below her.

“Aoshi-sama!” She managed to breathe out. Another gush went through her clit and she screamed again. Her legs were wet with sweat and cum. Her breasts were covered with Aoshi’s saliva and her thighs were aching. But she liked the pain.

“I told you I loved you.” Aoshi whispered. Nodding, she kissed him on the lips. He returned it and grabbed a hold of her rear end again. Misao’s hands had also found their way to Aoshi’s bare rear and she held on firmly. She kissed his neck a million times.

“I can’t be dreaming this.” She murmured. “I know I drank too much sake but this feels much too real.”

“It is real.” Aoshi insisted, his penis securely locked between her legs. They kissed again and Misao felt her eyelids grow heavy.

“Can we stop now, Aoshi-sama?” She pleaded. “I love you but I’m tired.”

“Already? I thought you lived just to love me.”

“And I do! It’s just…” That’s when she realized she was turning on her own will. She did want more despite being tired. She wanted to feel the gush again. She wanted that cum to shoot through body like a bullet. Willingly, she let Aoshi put his hands on top of her breasts again and squeeze her nipples.

“Aoshi-sama…” She whispered as his penis rubbed against the line that separated her buttocks into two. Her braid had been brushed aside. She felt it stick itself in her rear end.

“I’m sleepy, Aoshi-sama.” She pleaded again. But she didn’t do a thing to move away from him. Aoshi kissed her back.

“It will be all right.” He promised.

“Yes…”

Then it came out again. It came and she screamed until she couldn’t scream anymore. If it happened again, she didn’t know because she had fallen asleep at that point. She hadn’t been lying. She was tired. But she wanted to go on all night.

It didn’t happen.

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Takani Megumi was cleaning up the mess from last night, trying to remember what happened and how everyone was doing. She heard a groan from the other side of the room and saw Misao standing there, holding her head.

“Good morning!” Megumi exclaimed cheerfully as Misao stumbled into the room. “I take it you didn’t sleep much last night. I heard you talking.”

“I shouldn’t have drunk so much sake.” Misao said, her head still spinning.

“Oh?” Megumi didn’t have to prod to know that something had happened. As a fox, she knew that Misao would tell her everything she wanted to know. And sure enough, she did.

“I had a strange dream.” Misao muttered. Quickly, she recapped everything she remembered from the dream. Megumi sat there, a grin forming on her red lips. Her hands were folded under her chin and she made sure to know every juicy detail of Misao’s wet dream.

“I hope you learned a lesson.” Megumi smiled, fox ears poking out of her head. Misao nodded.

“Next time, I’ll watch what I drink.” She admitted.

~OWARI~