Anime/Manga Fan Fiction >> Rurouni Kenshin
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Interludes ~ Winter
By Komagata Yumi
Interludes ~ Winter Morning
Kaoru awoke slowly, letting her senses drowsily assess
her surroundings. She lay on her back, her head pillowed on something warm and firm.
Kenshin's arm, her mind supplied, and she felt her lips curve in a small,
involuntary smile. She opened eyes still heavy from sleep to find him curled around her as he
lay on his side. Her legs were bent at the knee and draped comfortably atop his, his free arm
a light but welcome weight stretching across her stomach. He held her in a loose embrace, his
hand resting warm and gentle on the curve of her right hip, under her sleeping robe. His hair
cascaded over his shoulder and across his chest, to pool near her throat.
Tilting her head slightly she found that he still slept,
his face peaceful and relaxed. She'd once noted that he usually slept lightly, mind and
reflexes wary even in repose, the smallest noise or motion stirring him to wakefulness. Yet,
with his arms wrapped securely about her, he slept deeply; her nearness having the same calming,
reassuring effect on him that his embrace had on her. Two months into their marriage, it still
never failed to surprise and touch her -- this realization that her presence signified safety and
security to his subconscious mind.
She sighed, utterly content
except . . . except . . .
Her nose was cold. She wrinkled it unhappily, and
realized that her whole face was similarly afflicted. Easing cautious fingers out from under
the covers, she found that the temperature had dropped significantly during the night, winter
arriving with a sudden vengeance. She shivered a little at the thought of getting out of bed,
and snuggled closer to Kenshin. His light hold tightened in response, gathering her in,
cuddling her against him. Turning her head she buried her nose in his hair, finding the thick
red strands to be soft as silk, warm from her skin, and sweet with their
combined scents of jasmine and ginger. She breathed in deeply, the motion stirring it to
tickle her face
She loved his hair. Its color, its texture, the
way the ends curled around her fingers with a will of their own . . . the feel of it
gliding across her skin. Fingers yearning to play, she drew back and stretched a hand to his
shoulder, collecting a generous handful of his rich red mane. She let the backs of her fingers
drift caressingly down his chest as they returned with their prize, the light touch coaxing a sigh
from his sleeping form. Twining a lock around her fingers she brought it to her cheek, closing
her eyes to savor the feeling as the strands slid easily against her skin.
Released from her grasp, it slowly fell from her hand in a loose coil, gradually relaxing to hang
straight once more.
Experimenting, she found a second and third did the same, clinging gently to her fingers before
Kenshin's first waking sensation was the tantalizing
brush of fingers across his chest, their brief contact evoking a contented sigh, rousing him.
Kaoru. His body registered the light weight of her head resting on
his arm, the welcome press of her legs atop his, and the softness of her skin under his hand.
Opening drowsy eyes he focused on Kaoru nestled close against him, watching -- first surprised, then
faintly amused -- as she toyed with his hair. Seemingly fascinated by it, she wrapped the
strands around her fingers only to release them again in a slow, sensuous
slide, repeating the process several times. His amusement began to change into something more,
when she brushed the
ends lightly across her lips and down her throat, a path he was wont to follow.
Kaoru gradually became aware of Kenshin's hand stroking
lightly along the curve of her hip, his thumb brushing slow circles on her skin. She blushed,
caught in the act of playing with his hair, and tilted her head to look up at him, letting the lock
she held slip from her grasp. Warm violet eyes watched her, conveying both amusement and
banked desire, causing her blush to deepen.
"Ohayou," she whispered, her voice fainter than she had
expected, her senses distracted by the stroking movements of the hand resting inside her robe.
He shifted, bringing his head level with hers and
drawing his legs up closer against her. Kaoru laughed breathlessly as he nuzzled the skin just
behind and below her ear, his breath warm and moist on her skin, teasing her nerve endings.
His voice husky, tinged with the same emotions as his gaze, he whispered a greeting in turn, the
sound trembling through her. Safe, surrounded by him - his scent, his warmth, his touch - she
let her eyes close, welcoming the sweet hunger building within her in answer to the yearning in his
voice. She arched her neck as he trailed soft kisses down
its length, shivering slightly when the cool morning air found the damp spots left by his
passing. He nibbled leisurely
along her collarbone, paused briefly to let his tongue dip teasingly into the hollow of her throat,
and then slid his mouth
up, over her chin, to meet hers. With butterfly kisses and feather-light flickers of his
tongue he courted her, her lips
parting to allow him entry.
Long moments later he drew back, his hair shifting to
form a loose curtain about them, and smiled as his violet gaze took in her lightly flushed cheeks
and rosy mouth. She raised heavy lids to look at him, revealing limpid blue eyes, dark with
the same need reflected in his. Mine. The thought came to him
unbidden, equal parts possession and amazement. Winsome, angelic, infinitely
precious . . . she was his. His next breath trembled slightly as his throat
tightened with emotion. Seeking, his gaze met hers and read there recognition and pleased
acceptance. Yours. He closed his eyes as her slender fingers
came to tenderly traced the line of his brow, the shape of his mouth. Threading them through
his hair, she tugging slightly to pull him to her, her lips skimming his ear as her sweet voice
entreated, "Kenshin . . . love me."
Kenshin shivered in reaction, every nerve ending leaping
in answer to her request. His voice was barely audible as he gave the only reply he
Kaoru smiled as she felt, more than heard, his whispered
response. Red strands sliding from her grasp, she wrapped her arms around his neck as his
mouth returned for a timeless space to cherish hers. She felt his hand slowly withdraw from
her robe, his deft fingers finding and untying the belt at her waist. As it came loose he
moved, unwinding himself from around her and relinquishing her mouth. Rising above her he
parted the folds to reveal her creamy flesh beneath, and paused, breathless, to let his gaze linger
lovingly over her. With showered kisses and coaxing hands, he
then brushed the robe away from her shoulders and down her arms, setting it aside with a faint
rustle. Free of the
robe's constraints, but also its warmth, she shivered in the winter-touched air. Another
rustle, and then Kenshin's
arms closed around her once again, warming her as he settled gently against her. Her own arms
found their way
around his waist, her palms pressed flat against the muscles of his back.
Sighing in delight at the feel of his skin next to hers,
she tilted her face up to his, like a flower turning toward the sun. Laughing at her silent
demand, he nevertheless obliged, his tongue sliding sweetly between her parted lips to dance briefly
with hers. He released her mouth only to press a moist kiss into the curve of her neck and
shoulder, before drifting purposefully down over the slope of her breast to close around one rosy
crest, grazing her lightly with his teeth
before suckling gently. Kaoru moaned softly, arching into him as his tongue laved her nipple,
the heat of his mouth
in direct contrast to the unwitting caress of his hair, sliding cool and satin-smooth over the other
peak. Her hands
tightened reflexively on his back, her nails grazing him lightly, as he switched his lavish
attention from one aching
point to the other, prompting another faint moan. The sound rippled through him, equal parts
pleasure and need; and
in response one hand touched delicately at the core of her.
Aching, empty, Kaoru cried out at the first light brush
of his fingers, his thumb stroking all too briefly over her heightened nerve endings. Another
fleeting caress and she whimpered his name, her fingers sliding over his back to clench on his
shoulders. His palm shifting to curve over her, he raised his head to gaze at her sweet,
beloved face. Flushed, her small white teeth biting into her lower lip, she arched into his
hand. Only for him, this response. "Ken . . .
shin . . ." she pleaded again, needing more than the cupping warmth of his
palm. Bending his head he traced kisses along her jawbone, breathing wordless encouragement as
his fingers nuzzled gently against her.
Clinging to him, Kaoru followed where his careful
coaxing led, mewling softly as his stroking fingers pushed her closer and closer to the ecstacy for
which she strived. So tender, the way he touched her, and yet so insistent. He swaddled
her in sensation, until every part of her was trembling with it, and took pleasure in pleasing
her. Yet she wanted -- needed -- to share this heady yearning with him, to know that he was
with her when the shattering completion arrived. Hovering on the brink, she shook her head,
fighting it. Come with me, she thought, too breathless to speak,
it's lonely this way, without you. Her eyes sought his, needing him
to understand. Beseeching blue met violet, before another brush of his fingers caused her to
arch, her eyes closing again as she moaned his name. A moment later his fingers withdrew and
he slid gently into her, giving her what she wanted, what she'd asked for without words. She
sighed as he filled her, her arms and legs wrapping around him, holding him tightly as he moved,
taking them both over the edge.
Cradled securely in Kenshin's arms, Kaoru floated slowly
down from the peak. She trailed kisses along his shoulder and neck, her hands stroking
lightly, dreamily over his back. Titling her head she brushed his lips with hers, once,
twice... and then his tongue delved inside to share something more, rich and sweet with
emotion. When it ended, he shifted to his side, curling around her once again.
"We should get up," he whispered, but made no move to
release her, reaching instead to pull the covers more tightly around them, her closer against
"Mmmm . . ." she responded, seeking to
snuggle closer still, "in a little while. It's too cold to get up yet."
"Aa." Sleepy violet eyes fluttered open to gaze
lovingly at her, and then drifted shut again. "Just a little while."
Kaoru murmured again in quiet assent, the still, lulling
peace of early morning wrapping around them. Content, the couple slept.
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