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Jun 26

[ WET ]

I was going to publish this later but you deserve a reward for your hard work, Master~ This took forever to write, I know. But I'm really happy that you sent me all those asks. Something in them opened the knot I have had for months and I was finally able to write the way I used to. I really needed you to get over my flaring insecurities and therefore I'm grateful. It wasn’t just those prompts but everything else too, as you probably know. So, here is a very long and very heated Rukiko smut scene I wrote based on all prompts presented below. Also, I use this opportunity to say that you are amazing and I'm thankful to have you in my life. ♡

Prompts

WET, UNBUTTON, and LICK from Sexual tension prompts

ADORE, GAZE, and COAX from Soft details for smut & intimate moments

BITE from Spicy action prompts

His Very Own

Part 1: Lost and Found

Ruki and Yuriko could have taken the limousine with the other Mukamis but since Ruki wanted to get something on their way home they had decided to use the opportunity to be alone. It was the start of June and the slightly moist wind ruffled their hair as they roamed through the streets. Every once in a while Yuriko’s ivory curls were thrown on her face and she kept brushing those behind her ears. Ruki’s short dark hair just looked even more fluffy than usual which Yuriko found rather attractive but she didn’t say anything about it.

It was unbelievable how many people were on the streets in the middle of the night. Yuriko still hadn’t visited the city center that many times and the streets were mostly unfamiliar to her but she wasn’t worried, not next to Ruki. But she had expected people to be at home at this hour, yet the main street felt almost as busy as during daytime. There was some kind of show on a big screen nearby, and suddenly Yuriko saw a familiar face. It was probably a commercial and Kou was in it.

Yuriko stopped for a moment to stare at the screen while people gathered around Ruki and her. As always, Kou looked stunning and full of self-confidence, making the girls in the audience sigh. Yuriko smiled and shook her head; she was still a bit agitated around the blond vongole-loving vampire and she didn’t quite understand why other girls were so excited about him, but of course, she would never say her thoughts out loud.

While everyone around her seemed to be captivated by Kou, Yuriko’s gaze wandered to nearby shops. Soon she noticed something. A bookstore she had never visited. It wasn’t open now but the display window caught her attention. Classics and other older books, the shop looked really interesting.

“Umh… Ruki? Can we take a better look at that —” Yuriko glanced at her side but Ruki wasn’t there. Instead, she was surrounded by a sea of full strangers. “Ruki?”

Oh my gosh! I still have no idea how to get to the manor on my own from here…!

Turning around, Yuriko tried to see where Ruki had gone but all she was able to spot was the wall of unfamiliar faces. Her heart bounced as she started to walk back in the direction she assumed they had come here. Ruki hadn’t told her where they had been heading, so Yuriko had no way of knowing…

Should I stay here or go back to the school gates? But there are so many people here… How do we ever find each other? I know! I should call him!

Yuriko rumbled her school bag, trying to locate her phone. Finally, a couple of minutes later she pulled it out only to realize that the battery had died.

This can’t be happening…

Turning her head in every possible direction, Yuriko tried to figure the situation out. But she couldn’t see over the mass of heads.

I need to get out of here and then… somehow… find Ruki…

Yuriko pushed past people, trying to find her way out. She glanced at the big screen; there was no more Kou but maybe some other idol that had gotten everyone’s attention now. After a while, she was able to get further down the street where it was a little less crowded. She sighed, still trying to search for the only face she missed right now.

Something cold meandered in Yuriko’s stomach as she rushed along the streets. A couple of people turned to watch her but she didn’t care. She tried to locate the school but somehow she ended up standing in front of a park.

Suddenly a dribble hit Yuriko’s nose. Then came another, and just when she raised her face the water came swooshing down, soaking her in seconds. The locks of her hair stuck to her neck and face while drops of water dotted her glasses so badly she could barely see what was ahead of her.

If Yuriko couldn’t find Ruki before, now it felt next to impossible. The rain beat her face, and the droplets jumped from the ground back to the air constantly spiking her legs. It didn’t take long for her socks to get drenched too, and soon her toes were swimming in her shoes.

"Yuriko?" The voice came through the roaring rain. "Stay where you are. Not another step."

A couple of seconds later strong arms wrapped around her and the musky scent brushed Yuriko’s nose, but the school blazer that pressed against her tiny frame was as soggy as every piece of her clothing.

"What is this, Livestock? Why did you wander away on your own?" Ruki asked with a cold voice, his arms holding Yuriko in a harsh manner. The radiating disappointment hit her straight in the heart and made her stomach clench.

“But… I didn’t… I only wanted to check the display window of a shop and then…” Yuriko mumbled.

“Good grief, you should have told me that.”

But I thought you were right next to me…

The words didn’t come. Yuriko lowered her head as the rain showered her all over.

“I should punish you for this right here and now,” Ruki continued and sighed. “But first, let us go home. You are wet from head to toe.”

Before Yuriko could say anything Ruki had already collected her in his arms bridal style. Drenched clothes stuck to her skin even tighter which was unpleasant, yet it wasn’t anything compared to the deep-seated feeling of failing that washed over her. Ruki carried her carefully but Yuriko could still feel how his fingers dug into her thigh and side. She knew that this conversation was far from over…

Part 2: The Punishment

Shivering, Yuriko ripped off her cardigan and squeezed most of the water from it before hanging it in the bathroom. She felt like she had just taken a shower with all her clothes on. With trembling fingers she took off her glasses, setting them on the edge of the sink. Her shirt hugged her body, her skirt was glued to her thighs and her socks were making wet noises against the tile floor when she walked.

Ruki wasn’t much drier. He was just taking off his school blazer, and it was very clear that his shirt was soaked too. While Yuriko’s gaze was a bit hazy now, that detail was impossible to miss.

As Ruki noted Yuriko’s wandering glances he stepped closer, grabbing her chin and lifting her head. Instantly, her heart took a leap. His eyes were cold as they met hers, there was no hint of a smile on his lips now. It looked almost like there was the same kind of storm raging in Ruki’s mind as outside of the manor.

"Going on your own for a display window," Ruki said. "You should tell your master if you want to go somewhere. By now you should have learned that being a good girl is rewarded, yet you chose to ignore this fact."

I honestly didn’t notice that you weren’t there anymore…

"Umh… I… I'm sorry."

Cold fingers slid from Yuriko’s chin to her neck with fast movements, sending shivers through her body. With his other hand, Ruki unraveled Yuriko’s loosely tied ribbon and let it fall to their feet. He continued with the buttons of her dress shirt, opening them one by one while pressing forward. Yuriko took a step back and another until her back hit the wall. With that Ruki stopped, leaving her shirt half open and letting his fingers travel to her collar bone. Tensed, Yuriko drew breath.

"Punishment is in order. I will engrave it into that skin of yours until you remember who you should always obey."

The fingers scooted lower, giving space to the fangs that nibbled the skin they had already broken so many times that Yuriko had stopped counting. Instantly she tilted her neck to the side, not even thinking to fight back. In these couple of months, the fear of being bitten had switched to the longing for the slowly penetrating fangs. There was no denying it anymore, not that Yuriko even wanted to try. All she wished now was Ruki’s closeness and the pleasure he had just recently led her into, but at the same time, she knew that Ruki wasn’t really peaceful state of mind at the moment. Yuriko had failed him, she should have known better and been more careful…

"I will not let you run away from me," Ruki muttered against the crook of her neck just before the fangs pushed through, breaking her skin in a rough, harsh manner. Not slowly and sensually but so rapidly that it took Yuriko’s breath away.

A cry escaped Yuriko’s mouth, echoing from the tile walls. The pain vibrated through her as her blood rushed out. Her heart started to pound at a fast pace as if it wanted to offer more of her life elixir for Ruki. Before she could stop herself she had grabbed Ruki's shirt, squeezing it. Water gushed between her fingers and ran down the back of her hands and palms. Her legs shook slightly but there was no danger of falling down when she was pressed between Ruki and the wall, both equally hard and cold.

The metallic smell of her own blood sailed into Yuriko’s nose, the smell she had become more familiar with than she would have believed a couple of months ago. She whimpered in Ruki’s grasp, closing her eyes and biting her own lower lip. Yet the pain came with the hot moist wave that rushed deep within her, washing her lower body completely and soon radiating toward her chest.

Thoughts in Yuriko’s mind mushed together as scorching pleasure dashed over everything. While Ruki’s sucks were harsh, his fingers started slowly to stroke Yuriko’s shoulders almost tenderly, making her relax and question the difference between the punishment and the reward. The soft touches lulled her into the sweet haze of daydreams and helped to move from pain even closer to pure pleasure.

Maybe there isn’t really a difference? Maybe there is just painful pleasure and pleasurable pain?

Part 3: Master and Livestock

Ruki's tongue traced the new bite mark, sealing the wound and hunting down the last drops of blood. Yuriko sighed when he straightened up with a smug smirk on his face. His anger had melted with each gulp of her blood, the storm behind his eyes replaced with misty clouds of a different kind of thirst.

Yuriko couldn’t help the feeling that something was meandering inside her. Her head was fuzzy and light, and even though her neck ached, the corners of her mouth tried to curve up while her heart bounced and her breath ran unsteadily. A cool finger followed her jawline before brushing slightly marks on her neck as if it was admiring the newest imprint Ruki had left on her. The symbol of his ownership. It would remind Yuriko to whom she belonged.

Grinning as his fingers left Yuriko’s skin, Ruki let them travel down his shirt until they met the first closed button. He opened it slowly yet without trouble. He took his time with every button until he had unbuttoned the very last one and revealed the black long-sleeved shirt he always wore under the uniform. Yuriko couldn’t help but notice that the wet shirt embraced Ruki’s body even more tightly than usual. As her gaze followed, his hand rose again, slender fingers finding his already loosely tied tie, loosened it more with slow back and forth movements until it unfold completely.

"You are watching me awfully closely, Livestock. Makes me wonder what goes on in that mind of yours."

"Umh… I was just thinking… what the business after school was…"

"If only you have not wandered off you would now know."

"Umh… Well… yes…"

Ruki frowned at the words. Yuriko averted her gaze; she had gotten her punishment and while she kind of enjoyed the aching bites on her skin, she didn’t want to anger Ruki again. As he let his tie fall his fingers captured her chin, gently but so tightly that there was no snaking away from his grasp.

"You should always be honest with your master. That was not the only thing in your mind now, was it?"

"Then… umh…"

"Go on,” Ruki said. Yuriko’s gaze traveled everything but him in the bathroom. "Look at me, Yuriko."

Finally, meeting Ruki’s eyes again, Yuriko frowned a little. "If I'm honest… I was thinking… how good you look right now. With an open shirt and wet hair…"

The mist in Ruki’s eyes got thicker. "It was not that difficult. You are such naughty livestock, wanting to see more of your master, is that it?"

While Ruki was holding Yuriko’s chin there was no way she could nod. She had to squeeze the word from her mouth.

"...yes…"

Yuriko was pretty sure that Ruki was well aware of the effect he was having on her and she knew that the hot blush had settled over her cheeks. There was no fighting it back now. Every part of her had been tuned in the same frequency as him, ready to respond to even the smallest touch. Not that it was something she could say out loud.

"Always so greedy for your master,” Ruki noticed with a cocky yet lazy curve on his lips.

All Yuriko could give Ruki was disorganized muttering but that seemed to be answer enough. Ruki’s smile grew a bit wider, not much but Yuriko still noticed. He released her chin and grabbed the hem of his shirt, pulling the wet cloth over his head. Carefully Yuriko lift her hand and let her forefinger travel along his chest, but it didn’t take long for Ruki to catch her wrist and stop all the movement.

"It is good that you are eager but let your master first help you out of those wet clothes."

Part 4: The Reward

It wasn’t the first time, yet Yuriko couldn’t help the tiny shivers that traveled along her body. Not just because of clothes that were turning freezing against her heated skin. It was the way Ruki slowly returned to the buttons of her dress shirt, opening the rest of them. His forefinger traced her stomach, and slid between her breast all the way to her chin, lifting it slightly. Soon his digits were tracing the delicate softness of her lower lip.

Yuriko blinked, unable to say a word as Ruki’s hand glided along her cheek, fingers entwining with her drenched locks. Before she knew it his mouth was on hers, telling without words everything she wanted to hear. If his bite had been harsh, his smooch was anything but. Her mouth opened to his kiss that pushed all else from her mind and set off a sharp, wild need in her. It was possessive, telling the same as Ruki’s words before. He wouldn’t let her run away, not that Yuriko was trying to. He had claimed her, made her his in every possible way, and now she was consumed by this seductive summon of his.

Letting Yuriko breathe for a moment, Ruki pulled away and nibbled slightly her lower lip before he captured her mouth again, kissing, nipping, coaxing her for more. It was like he poured everything he had into that dance of lips. His tongue pushed past her teeth, conquering the realm of her crevice, and she could still taste the metallic flavor that lingered. He savored her until Yuriko was sure she would faint soon. Just then Ruki retreat the tongue from her mouth, and she could see how a glimmering string of saliva connected them for a second.

"Look at that unabashed face you are making," Ruki said and suddenly turned Yuriko around, pressing her against his bare chest. He moved them towards the mirror and even without her glasses Yuriko could see herself very clearly. Her teal eyes weren't there anymore, now the warm golden color of amber had replaced them. "Don’t ever show that face to anyone other than your master," Ruki whispered to her ear as he pulled her dress shirt down her arms, dropping it to the floor. All Yuriko could do was stare at the mirror that revealed how her cheeks were suddenly colored with even deeper red even though she had thought that could be possible.

Now an icy finger was tracing Yuriko’s nape, following her spine down to her bra. It took only a blink of an eye when Ruki opened the tiny hooks. His hands pulled the straps down, gliding over Yuriko’s sides and cupping her soft mounds under the loosened piece of lingerie. Thumbs found her already perky nubs that only got harder as Ruki drew circles around them before pinching them slightly. A light painful sensation resonated through Yuriko and when a moan of pleasure escaped her lips, Ruki drew the bra completely off. The lace of the cup brushed her toes as it fell down. Quick fingers found the zipper of her skirt that ran along her slender legs, ending up as a stack around her ankles.

A faint shade of pink started to paint Yuriko’s body as her eyes locked on the picture in the mirror. She wearing only her soaked panties and thigh-high socks. The half-faded bite marks of love covered her body all over as if she had been a piece of art for Ruki to create with his fangs.

Cold hands traced Yuriko’s sides, admiring the curves her waist and hips formed, stopping at the waistband of her rose-colored lace panties. One hand traveled in the front of her, fingers reaching gradually lower. Tensing, Yuriko gasped as two fingers slipped between her thighs.

“I am sure this is not because of the rain. Such shameless livestock already wet for your master.”

Yuriko flinched, averting her gaze. Ruki stepped around her, crouching down while he pulled her panties deliberately slowly to her ankles too. Socks followed and finally, Yuriko had no other option than lift her legs one after one as Ruki removed the pile of clothes that circled her feet. The steel-blue eyes that usually watched Yuriko from above gazed at her now from below shaded with the color of the soaring sea. A finger ran up her leg and brushed the back of her knee before it nuzzled an old bite mark on her inner thigh.

“Umh…”

“Is there something you want, Livestock?”

“I… umh… this is… embarrassing…”

“There is nothing you should be embarrassed about when you are with your master. You are perfect.”

Pushing Yuriko’s back against the black tile wall, Ruki leaned closer and kissed her right above her light-colored curling hair. The wall was as cool as his hands that held her hips as his lips traveled lower, caressing her secret parts. His hand grabbed her thigh, lifting it over his shoulder and revealing her most hidden spot to his eyes. Gasping, Yuriko looked down since she didn’t dare to look at the mirror anymore.

“This scent of yours is almost as intoxicating as your blood,” Ruki whispered against her dewy folds, his breath brushing her sensitive flesh. His words were enough to make Yuriko tremble but she wasn’t going anywhere when he held her like this. The steel-blue eyes locked into hers as Ruki pressed his mouth against her heat, tongue gliding along her. The soft and cool touch only made her shiver more as moans rushed past her lips. Her body prickled with teeny sparks that ignited a more searing pyre as her toes coiled in the pace of slow licks.

Soon Ruki’s tongue found Yuriko’s slippery, throbbing nub and started to work on it, teasingly playing around, not really touching but giving a promise of what could happen next. Yuriko tried to move her hips but was only able to hit her heel slightly against Ruki’s back. He flinched but let her leg stay on his shoulder while he slid two of his fingers inside her very slowly. Panting, Yuriko couldn’t help her legs to wobble when Ruki’s digits stroked her squeezing walls and his tongue slashed over her weeping pearl.

Yuriko felt how she grew embarrassingly damp at Ruki’s touch while his caressing fingers made her ache for more. The blazing need washed over her burning everything else from its way. The world around them did not matter, not when they had this moment and one another.

I will give you the pleasure no one else can give you.

The words Ruki had said months ago struck through Yuriko’s mind when every cell of her body writhed from his touch. He curved his fingers to rub her sultry heat at the same time as his tongue circled her drenched bud that was almost crying for him. The next bold swipe of his tongue traveled over it and pushed her towards the edge of pleasure.

Not being able to stop herself Yuriko grabbed Ruki’s hair, pressing his head closer to her heated flesh while thrills ran up and down her body and her nerves started to quiver. Her tormented groan begged Ruki to continue but he chuckled against her soaked folds. He pulled back, and Yuriko squeaked in protest.

“Your master is not going to let you come, not just yet,” Ruki said, licking his lips while gazing Yuriko straight into her eyes before he gently lift her trembling leg off his shoulder and removed her clenching fingers from his hair. Standing up, Ruki held her wrist and press her hand against a hard bulge in his pants. “Do you feel that, Yuriko? I should punish you for making your master yearn for you this much.”

“Umh… I didn’t do much of…anything…” Yuriko mumbled, averting her gaze as Ruki squeezed her hand and moved it up and down his crotch. Yuriko’s fingers shook a little but she stopped the movement and pulled Ruki’s belt, opening it before tugging the zipper of his pants. His soft groan brushed her ears. He let his pants slither to the tile floor and stepped from them, pulling his socks away one by one.

Swallowing, Yuriko let her gaze trace along Ruki’s body. She found herself admiring the planes and contours of his chest, arms, and shoulders. Her craving sigh lingered between them as Ruki’s forefinger ran along the waistband of his boxers. Slowly he tugged the fabric down, setting free the member that slapped against his abdomen. The sight made the damp feeling inside Yuriko’s body turn into sultry moistness as her imagination reminded her how perfectly that shaft could fill her, how good it could feel when Ruki rammed in his rough, yet loving manner. The delicious desire that washed over her almost pushed aside all embarrassment that had taken over earlier.

I can’t help but want him…

Part 5: Lusted and Loved

Ruki caught Yuriko in his arms before she could say or do anything and teleported them to their bedroom. He pushed her to bed, pinning her down. Even though his body was as cool as always Yuriko now radiated searing heat for both of them, wriggling against him like she was melting right then and there.

“Still nervous, are you not?” Ruki asked.

Yuriko nibbled her lower lip as she averted her gaze for a moment. Nervous? Well, she was, and yet she wasn't. She swayed somewhere between being anxious about this and pining for more, not being able to deny the sizzling feeling Ruki inflamed in her.

“Umh… but… I do… want this…” Yuriko replied and lifted her hand as shame and desire mingled hot in her throat on turned her voice into a fluttering whisper. Her heated fingers brushed Ruki’s cold cheek as she pushed a strand of his hair aside. This time he didn’t take her wrist but allowed her touch. At that cue, Yuriko’s digits delved into Ruki’s still damp hair, clasping him closer. “I want your… kisses, Ruki…”

“Just kisses?” Ruki chuckled. “If that is what you want as your master I should indulge your wishes.”

Ruki’s weight settled over Yuriko as he leaned in and captured her lips with his, but it was by no means a chaste smooch. His tongue darted to her mouth in the instant she opened her lips a bit more. As his tongue tangled with hers his hand slid along her body, cupping her perky breast. He clinched the hard bud between two of his fingers, making Yuriko squeak against his mouth.

Leaving her panting mouth Ruki kissed Yuriko’s chin and dropped another peck on her neck, sneering as he felt her tense. This time he didn’t sink his fangs in but nibbled his way down her soft skin, to her chest, and finally snatched one of her rosy and stiff tips into his cool mouth. His other hand cushioned and massaged her other breast, his thumb tweaking the nipple.

Fangs scratched the sensitive skin of Yuriko’s swollen bud, making her whimper. Her heart throbbed, her pulse raced faster and faster with every sweet suck of Ruki’s lips and the teasing touch of his digits. When his hands traveled along her sides while he showered her belly with countless kisses, she started to realize that her body, mind, and soul were truly his possessions. She wanted nothing more than to be his, and only his. Never before had she felt this way, so wanted and desired.

So very much in love.

Kisses covered Yuriko’s lower body. Without truly realizing it, she raised her hips for Ruki, making him chuckle praises against her skin before locking their eyes to each other. The ocean met amber as Yuriko’s world went whirling. Ruki’s tormenting tongue was eager to find her most sensitive parts again, her tiny pearl of pleasure. As his wet licks danced along with her throbbing nub, her wailing filled the air in the room and mixed with a new scent of pure lust Yuriko had ever before smelled so clearly. In her misty head sparkled one thought only; she had become a slave to this sensation only Ruki could give her, always craving a little more.

As Ruki continued Yuriko’s entire body vibrated in response. Two of his fingers glided in her without trouble, teasing her with promises of what would follow. His tongue swayed her nub, yet his gaze never left hers… and something with that intense connection of their eyes made little bolts of lightning sizzling through every part of her, growing tension in her with each stroke of fingers and each skillful deliberated lick of the tongue.

When Ruki pushed the third digit into her, Yuriko’s body went taut, every secret part of her crying out his name. Her toes curled and her back arched as she grabbed his hair and pulled him closer, the ache between her thighs growing more and more insistent.

Whimpering turned into moaning when Ruki’s mouth drove Yuriko to the whirlwind of pleasure and the tension inside her exploded. Thrills ran up and down her body, her fingers flinching in his hair, her lips crying out his name, and her body singing only for him.

As Yuriko panted and shivered over the blanket, Ruki removed her fingers from his hair gently kissing each one of them. He fondled her curves tenderly for a moment watching as her trembles slowly died down before leaning towards the nightstand and opening the drawer.

Even in her fuzzy state of mind, Yuriko tugged her shaking elbows against the mattress, lifting her body a bit. She gazed as Ruki took a small box out of the drawer and then a tiny package out of the box. For a moment their eyes caught each other, making her stomach curl, and Ruki showed her the package.

“Such curious gaze. Will you help your master with this, Yuriko?”

“I… I can try…”

As they both sat up and Ruki ripped the package open Yuriko moved her shuddering hand, putting it on Ruki’s thigh. He glanced at her but didn’t say anything so she let her fingers trace his skin slowly until she reached the base of his member. Swallowing, she wrapped her fingers around the hard and cool shaft that jerked in her hands, making her face flare once again.

Ruki pushed the condom out from the package and rolled it open for a bit before placing it on the top of his member. He took Yuriko’s hand and guided it carefully.

“Put your fingers around it… That is correct… And now start to roll down… Good girl.”

Cheeks flaming, Yuriko did as told; she truly wanted to learn to do this right. Yet she couldn’t help but wonder how Ruki would feel inside of her without a condom. Maybe someday they could try another option… and then Yuriko could safely get as close to Ruki as was physically possible.

“Just what goes on in that mind of yours? Such a shameless face you are making again,” Ruki teased as their linked fingers reached the base of his shaft. The condom had left a bit oily yet not sticky feeling on Yuriko’s fingers, and she could smell the latex that mixed with Ruki’s natural musky scent.

Without waiting for an answer, Ruki laid Yuriko back on the mattress with one gentle movement. There was a moment of stillness in complete silence as if even Yuriko had stopped breathing, but soon a small sigh of eagerness pushed past her lips and she spread her thighs, her insides already throbbing for him again.

Ruki pressed his body closer and teased Yuriko's folds, coating his covered shaft in her wetness. A burst of little sparks dashed through Yuriko’s body only because of this slight movement, making her muscles tense with anticipation. Remembering the heat just a moment before was enough to turn her breathing to the shallower side.

Rubbing without entering, Ruki locked his gaze with Yuriko’s and let a smirk rise on his lips. The stormy sky of his eyes dragged her into the middle of a whirling sea of wavering emotions. The searing heat deep within Yuriko wasn’t only for Ruki’s touch and kisses, not only for his cool yet burning desire but for yearning to connect with him on a more profound level. But right now every little move Ruki made ignited more scorching sensations in the most hidden parts of Yuriko’s body, blinding her thoughts, slowly pushing all reason out of her mind. She moaned in frustration and moved her hips towards Ruki, yet he didn’t slide in.

“You need to tell your master what it is that you want,” Ruki whispered as he leaned close to her head, lips brushing her earlobe. That light touch along with his husky voice was enough to make Yuriko’s body tingle as a whole, enough to make it sing only for him as if she was an instrument meant solemnly for her master.

“I… I…” Why was it still so difficult to say the words? Yuriko drew a breath and closed her eyes for a tiny moment. Instinctively her hands wandered over her face as if she wanted to hide completely as a crushing wave of blazing embarrassment suddenly crashed over her. Every cell in her body begged for Ruki, yet the words refused to leave her lips.

Cold but tender digits wrapped around Yuriko’s wrists, making her gasp as she knew what was about to follow. There was no hiding, not in this moment, not with Ruki because he saw right through her foolish actions, knowing her unsaid cravings that already meandered in the air between the two of them.

Ruki pulled Yuriko's hands tenderly, revealing her face again. As she opened her eyes, he gazed down at her, leaning in.

“There is nothing to fear, Yuriko, you know that. You are perfect as you are, my very own Yuriko,” Ruki breathed against her skin with a lust-filled yet loving voice. “Your master caresses every little part of you and takes very good care of your beautiful body. Do not hesitate to show your needs to your master. Do not hesitate to beg what you so gravely long for from your master. There is no need to be ashamed of your wishes.”

Slowly Yuriko nodded. “I… I want you… inside me…” Her voice was nothing but a small whisper but that was enough for now. Ruki pushed his heavy erection against her opening, stopping briefly before nudging in bit by bit and stretching her yearning walls. His member filled her, stripping away everything but her burning need for him. At the first time, Yuriko had thought that Ruki would be too big and that very same thought crossed her mind again as her insides clenched around him. Yet she already knew he would fill her perfectly, pushing her to her limits, forcing her to whimper and quiver with no end until she would be seeing stars, and that very thought made her feel so slippery that she was sure that the blanket under her was getting damp.

Ruki was still holding Yuriko’s wrists and now he pressed them tenderly against the mattress, preventing her from moving too much. His first pushes were slow and gentle, helping her to get used to his size but soon his pace started to turn faster. His intense eyes never left hers as he pulled out almost all the way and then plunged again. He filled her so deeply it was almost painful, making her toes curl in pleasure. Their bodies rocked and swayed together, finding the perfect rhythm, but Yuriko bit back a whimper that tickled in her throat.

Ruki leaned his head closer, his lips brushing against Yuriko’s ear. “Let your master hear you,” he made a rough-voiced request for her as his relentless thrusts rammed into her at an accelerating pace. His shaft felt ruthless, plowing into her, driving deep again and again as she twined her legs around his waist. “I’ll make a moaning mess of you. I want to hear every little lustful moan that comes out of that mouth of yours. Yuriko, cry for your master. Say my name and beg for me.”

Ruki moved his hand, gathering Yuriko’s both wrists in it before taking a hold of the small of her back with another and pressing her even closer. His fangs scratched her ear as he groaned her name in it. After placing a kiss on the edge of her ear, his lips wandered down her neck, and finally reached her shoulder, fangs sinking into her already blemished flesh. It became impossible to hold back moans anymore, and a tormented cry of pleasure and pain mixing together tore from her lips.

“Ruki!”

The heat pumping in Yuriko’s veins showed no signs of cooling; she was flaring all over under the man she had fallen for. The muffled groans that left Ruki’s lips were as sweet as the pleasure he brought to her with each deep thrust and yearning sip of blood.

“So… sweet…” Ruki moaned against Yuriko’s aching shoulder. She gasped, throwing back her head in ecstasy as her body rocked back and forth with his shoves. She raised her hips up against his, pressed his waist with her legs and as he plunged inside her, they both groaned at the same time.

Their shared ecstasy was reaching for its peek as Ruki jerked inside of Yuriko’s rapidly clamping walls. His thrusts changed unsteadier with every shove and his breaths between deep sucks from Yuriko’s shoulder were shallow and panting. The room was filled with their mixed scents of their passion for each other, making the most intoxicating aroma either of them had ever inhaled. The moist noises of their searing lust entangled with gasping moans and whispered names, composing the love poetry of their own.

Yuriko moaned, gasped, and writhed under Ruki. Waves of delight crashed over her with each stroke, until suddenly a bolt of bliss burst through her again, leaving her panting his name. Ruki’s fingers held her wrists so tightly he was probably leaving marks on her skin but that didn't matter when his fangs left her shoulder with a deep groan as his body tensed above her, his eyes closed and his whole being trembled.

"My… very own… Yuriko…!"

Panting, Ruki fell over Yuriko, gluing to her sweat-covered skin. His digits released her hands to stroke her cheek as he kissed her jawline.

"I do wonder who the real master is…"

I’m not sure if I’ve ever put this much love and effort into any other smut scene I’ve written. This took a long time to get ready but I have no regrets.

Thank you for reading!

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