Scribbles

“Wake UP already Shiro-chan! You’ll be late! Its 6:30 already!” she shook him, exasperated. Maybe after he woke up she would get some sleep. His left eye opened a crack, face scrunching up as he yawned and stretched luxuriously, nearly shoving her onto the floor. She had never thought the huge bed would prove itself too small…

“You have acquired some very nasty habits in my time away. Bed hogging is MY territory-” her grumbling was cut off as he swung his legs off the bed, his back turning to her. There were deep red gouges down his back. Had she done that? She immediately felt guilty, and terrible for hurting him.

Jyuushiro had just shaken the last dregs of sleep from his system when he felt her arms wrap around him from behind and a sudden softness against some sore patches on his back.

“I’m sorry. You tried so hard not to hurt me last night, but I ended up hurting you.” She whispered, kissing at the angry scratches. Jyuushiro chuckled before turning and wrapping her up in a hug.

“I can’t feel a thing. Seriously. It doesn’t hurt me darling. It brings me joy when you lose control too...” a soft kiss and he disappeared into the bathroom.

5 times…she thought to herself, and people make a big deal about 4 times. She smiled to herself contentedly at that thought as she securely tied her dressing robe around her. Jyuushiro was going to be going to work and she wanted to kiss him goodbye and watch him leave from the open doorway. Jyuushiro emerged from the bathroom, fully dressed in his black and white captains’ robes and suddenly, with no apparent trigger, she just wanted to rip them off him. Wanted him with a single minded hunger that was so unlike her. There was still about an hour left till reporting time; surely if he flash stepped he could get there in a hurry… she thought, biting her lip seductively. By the time she decided to put that thought into actions her misbehaving husband was almost at the door.

Silently hurrying up to him, she placed a hand on the doorknob as he reached out to twist it and pressed her back into the door, a naughtily innocent smile on her lips. Jyuushiro eyed her dubiously.

“After making love to me all night, you won’t even kiss me goodbye?” she said, pouting prettily as she wrapped her arms around his neck in a way that had his blood rushing downwards. Try as he might he could not dispel the strong urge to push her up against the wall and drive into her then and there but he reminded himself that he had to get to work. Sex could wait till the evening. Maybe if he repeated it enough times it would work.

The last thought was erased from his mind when she leaned up to kiss him, tongue running along the curve of his lower lip, seeking entrance and sliding into his mouth when it opened. He couldn’t help but groan into the deliberate seductiveness with which she kissed him, exploring his mouth leisurely and thoroughly, tongue sliding against his in a slow, erotic dance. Her fingertips were running lightly over the small ‘v’ of chest that showed over the collar of his shirt and up his neck, tracing the taut cords there and tickling the back of his neck. Her deliciously wet lips parted from his, slowly taking first his lower lip into her mouth to suck lightly on it and letting it slide out before repeating the same with his upper lip and then both. His mouth had fallen open with the rush of rich heady pleasure that ran through him. She didn’t let this opportunity pass and thrust her tongue into his mouth, without joining their lips, tongue dancing against his in a naked kiss that turned the heat up to blazing. He had to be sterile to not get aroused, especially after a 15 year almost-celibacy. His hand wrapped around the back of her head, crushing her mouth to his and ravaging it; her deep purr of satisfaction didn’t help him get his thoughts back on work. Sex definitely could not wait till evening.

The way he was kissing her was making her knees turn weak and she decided to torture her now-very-much-turned-on-lover just a little bit more and broke the kiss. Blazing desire was all too evident in his eyes, as mischief was all too evident in hers.

“You should go to work now lover,” she murmured eyes following the movement of the tip of her index finger as she ran it over his lips; his eyes deepened to almost black with need. She didn’t miss the split second conflict in them before his arms dropped from her and pulled away.

“You’re right. I’m probably going to be late. I’ll be back around 6.” he said and without a single look back walked out the door and down the path.

This apparent dismissal didn’t bother Benehime in the least, after a kissing session like the one just now; Jyuushiro would be back for more in 10 seconds maximum. Strolling over to the kitchen, she leaned against the table to wait. She had gotten to 5 when the door burst open; she had underestimated his need for her. The fire that burned in his eyes as he strode purposefully to her was like nothing she had seen before and it scared and excited her at the same time. No funny business this time…

Before she could think more his mouth had closed over hers in a rough kiss; a clashing of lips and tongues and teeth that took her breath away. His hands had already pulled the flimsy robe open and were everywhere, her breasts, belly, hips, grabbing her ass to lift and plunk her down on the table behind her and running down her thighs to wrap them around his waist, pushing his bulging pants against her center. Her arms, limp as spaghetti, lifted of their own accord around his neck, tightening as he began to suckle on her breast and a helpless moan crawled its way up her throat.

He was whispering incoherent words to her, hoarse and rushed and disjointed. Her hands were already on his erection, furiously intent on pleasuring him as much as he had pleasured her last night, moaning as he bucked up against her hand, showing her how he needed to be pleasured.

“Oh God! Jo…” she gasped into the side of his neck as three of his long, long fingers plunged roughly into her soaking, blazing center, pumping in and out, making her dizzy with desire. His reply was a hoarse groan as he bit into her shoulder and sucked on it harshly. She knew she would be covered with marks by the time they had had enough of each other. He cursed crudely and grabbed the hand that was pumping his length, bringing it up to his mouth and kissing it before he fused his mouth with hers and drove himself into her. She whimpered into his mouth, weak with pleasure as he pushed in and out of her so fast she thought she would pass out from the utter delight that seemed to burn in her blood. It seemed that all it took was 10 seconds before they were both shuddering and moaning and clutching at each other in release.

His head was buried under her chin, his arms looped loosely around her waist and she had never been happier, holding him to her till their breathing evened out.

“That was fast.” He ventured, breathing ragged. She smiled, rubbing her chin against his hair and hummed in response.

“But it was good. As always.” He kissed her lightly as he retied her robe and hugged her.

“I have to go now, otherwise Genryuusai sensei will have my head…” she was watching him with a mixture of contentment, love and sadness; her whole body seemed aglow. The last thing he wanted to do was leave her.

“I’ll see you at 6.” She said sliding off the table and following him to the door on legs that she felt would give way at any time.

“Make that 5. You’ll be here when I get back, won’t you?” he murmured into her hair as he hugged her and then kissed her forehead before disappearing as he flash stepped to work. She stood in the doorway for a while, looking absently in the direction he had gone, thinking about how perfect her life was.


A/N: Ok, don’t hate me. I seriously don’t know where this came from but it did, so I thought I would put it up. I know it’s been way too long since I wrote… Hehe. So, reviews equal love. I’m always up for improvement so don’t hesitate to put forward your constructive criticism. Love ya all. Peace.