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Curiosity and Reward	By : JuxtaposedWars Category: +M to R > Munto Views: 2170 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Yoshiji Kigami's Munto or any of its characters and gain no profit from its use. This is strictly a fanfiction.

Chapter List
- 1-Curiosity
- 2-Reward
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Reward

Disclaimer: I do not own Yoshiji Kigami's Munto or any of its characters and gain no profit from its use. This is strictly a fanfiction.

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Author's note: This follow-up may never have existed, had red-winged-angel not created a response to it

Her response was

May I? - http://red-winged-angel.deviantart.com/art/May-I-267521451

Enjoy.

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To the King's pleasure, he'd left his study open as he snuck in with the girl of his attentions, locking the doors and drawing the curtains. The spacious workplace was dark as pitch until Yumemi heard an unknown language fall from Munto's lips, igniting the fireplace and candelabras. A wickedly cold draft bit through the study and whipped past the thin gossamer of pink, shaking Yumemi to her very core. Soon she felt strong hands lift her up and she instinctively latched her legs around the man holding her.
Deep down, she loved and at the same time couldn't stand the way he could tote her around like a doll, without any effort. In the hot glow of the fire's light, his already molten eyes seemed dangerous and the candles reflected stars in the heat of his stare. He was a breath away from taking her everything—and he very well could if he wanted to—but he back up against his desk, coaxing her legs to release him as he pressed his lips against her, breathing heavily.
"Again." Munto's command drilled into her ear lowly and full of want, causing a squeak of surprise to escape Yumemi.
He lowered her down to kneel before him, his firm length still jutting out. Yumemi touched him cautiously, though she had no fear of him. Slowly, she wrapped her mouth around his head again, applying suction, moving her tongue in any way she could. The noises of ecstasy that the King made were strained as he braced himself on the edge of his desk. She flicked her tongue across the bottom of his tip and it earned her a very vocal 'Nnn-mmm' from the monarch.
"Just…like that…yes." He panted out and clutched her hair once again.
The feeling of his hands clinging to her blonde locks made her mewl against his length as she flicked her tongue again and again.
"Oh god—" he shivered against the sensation of her voice vibrating around him.
He jerked with every pressure of her tongue and was losing himself the she ran her lips over him non-stop.
"Enough…" He ordered, feeling his breaking point as every fiber of him tensed.
Getting fed up with his demands; Yumemi felt a rebellious streak swell in her. She sucked harder and quickened her pace.

"Nnh!" It took everything the King had not release inside her just then, but he knew he couldn't fight it any longer. "Yumemi…" he growled low in warning, "E-enough!"
He pulled himself away from her hungry lips and turned just in the nick of time. The girl panted and watched his seed glisten in the dim light as Munto spilled out onto the marble floors of the study, soiling a stray book that had been abandoned on the cool tiles. Panting gold locked with blushing peridot as they stared at one another; and before she could figure out what to say, he arrested her breath. His lips always tingled her insatiably and she prayed that he never found out how much power he had with such a simple affection.
Simple didn't last long at all though as Munto's kisses became something ravenous, with a passion that she'd never experienced before. It felt like he was trying to eat her alive and it sent shivers through her despite the warmth of the fire. Yumemi didn't even notice that her King's nimble hands had untied her dress, until he worked his hands under the shoulder-less sleeves and picked her up, letting the delicate garment pool beneath them on the floor. Before she could cover herself he had her sitting back in the chaise adjacent his work area, feasting on the tender, blushing skin of her chest.
She moaned and tried to cover her mouth in embarrassment; failing when Munto's hand caught her wrist. He wanted to hear her. Hungrily, he kissed her ribs, torturously moving down across her lean stomach. A firm hand pressed gently on the young girl's shoulder, causing her to lie back. Yumemi blush furiously as his roaming lips drew near the edge of her lace panties.
Munto wormed an arm under her back when she squirmed and cradled her soft skin under his kiss. Her body stiffened and he looked up at her uncertain gaze. She never expected him to do the same, but here he was, making her melt with predatory eyes.
"May I?" Munto smirked wickedly as he heard his lover mewl at him and watched her green eyes go wide.
Yumemi tried to respond, but her words were failing her. "B-But, I…I didn't—"
"Shh…" His breath sent goose bumps across her abdomen and a tanned finger reached up to her lips, silencing her excuses. "Did you really think I would let you please me like that, on the night of your birthday, without any reward?"
She couldn't muster a response and squirmed as he began to kiss lower, never once unlocking their eyes.
He stopped and whispered thick with lust and caring, "Let me love you, Yumemi."
Her mind began to fog as his finger left her lips and moved up her bare leg, ghosting gently over the moistened fabric of her underwear. The blonde moaned as his teeth gripped the edge of her panties, pulling them down gently until his hands completed the removal. The king's touches rang of familiarity as masculine lips and teeth worked their way up her legs and calloused fingers caressed her pulsing heat. Yumemi had long since given up on resisting; she missed his touches greatly. A sound of shock filled her lungs when she felt his hot, wet tongue lap up her taste.
"Mmm…"The wild-haired man laughed darkly, feeling her freeze at the sound of him between her thighs.
"M-Munto! Stop!" Yumemi chided in embarrassment, gasping for breath.
He had no more patience and ran his tongue up her slit, holding her tight as his lips ghosted over her clit ever so teasingly, grinning with satisfaction when he heard a moan instead of a protest. A tanned finger swept up and down her weeping entrance but didn't delve deeper. Yumemi whimpered when the Magician began to swirl his tongue over her. It wasn't enough.
Her hips rocked upwards, hoping that Munto would do more, but all she received was a hand holding her stomach down against the chaise and the poisonously handsome King hovering over her, his other hand still teasing her down below. Damn him and his ego. He waited expectantly and Yumemi tried be stubborn, but his elegant fingers were driving her mad and she gripped the wrist that was holding her stomach down.
"More…p-please!" the blonde stuttered through her strained gasps and impatient squirming. He was laughing?! Of all the nerve!
Finding a hidden strength, Yumemi shoved the man off of her and stumbled away from the chaise, snatching up her dress and heading for the door. She didn't care if she was nak—
"I never said you could leave, darling." He purred huskily against her face.
Had he not caught her by the waist, Yumemi would've been knocked over by the gust of wind coming from the wake of Munto's lightning speed.
The blonde growled, "I DON'T CARE!" she landed a hard slap across the King's face.
He crashed into her, devouring her mouth as he held her wrists in his hand like a vice. The force of Akuto that flooded into her made her knees buckle and the utterly rabid sexuality made her moan against her will. With another gust of wind, he had her on the rug and ran his tongue along her jaw up to her ear and growled lowly.
"I need to rile you up more often" and smirk graced Munto's lips and descended again, with no intention on teasing this time.
Yumemi yelped as he began flick his tongue wildly over her jewel and dipped a finger into her wet warmth. The feeling was driving the young girl crazy and she grabbed a handful of his Munto's hair harshly. Sapping the life out of her with every stroke of his finger, the red-haired monarch slipped in another, and let his free hand climb upwards to her neglected breasts. Pinching, sucking, stroking, teasing, tasting—every piece of Yumemi felt like a quivering mess and the intensity only grew with each passing seconds. Her green eyes couldn't focus on anything and her mind went numb to everything except the acceleration of Munto's fingers, the growing boldness of his tongue.
As the girl of destiny cried out, her hands were no longer gripping red locks, but held the all-too obliging man's head still as her back arched and hips and legs convulsed. Wave after wave of pleasure flowed like a riptide deep within. Every time she felt it easing away, Munto didn't stop and threw her into the depths again.
The rippling shocks seemed ceaseless, but were slowly ebbing. The touch of fingers on her face pulled her back to reality; it seemed like hours before she found the strength to open her eyes. The familiar eyes of her friend…King…lover—Yumemi watched him linger overhead, staring at her. Darkness consumed her again…cold struck her…warm strength tangled around and clung to her…the ground gave way to softness under her slight weight and a warm imprint tingled on her lips…then all was silent except for the fire.

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The sun beamed on her. As morning called her to wake, Yumemi listened to the birds chirping incessantly and the chambermaid going about her chores quietly. The blonde rose to be greeted with a warm, yet knowing smile from the lady gathering up the gossamer dress that lay on the end of Yumemi's bed. Munto wasn't there, as always—the green-eyed teenager knew he didn't want to leave her, and even though he was only four years older than her, it would still cause all hell for them both if they were seen together.
Dressing in her green skirt, white sweater, and new cloak, Yumemi strolled down the corridor, feeling the temperature drop as she neared the open-aired throne room, where last night's intimacy began. Not far away stood Rui with Munto and one of the brigadier-generals. All three men turned their gazes to the young lady and the two soldiers bowed slightly while Munto held out his hand. Blushing like always, Yumemi let him kiss her hand—noticing how his lips lingered a little longer than they normally did. The brigadier-general excused himself while Rui stood with a look on his face that spoke volumes: 'You did it anyway, didn't you?'
As the redness flooded her face, Munto glanced back to see his arctic-haired general holding his head embarrassingly in his hand, and then looked back to a beet-red Yumemi.
The king's flaring eyebrows twitched in annoyance. "Out with it then." He ordered.
"IaskedRui-sanaboutyourdreambecauseIwantedtomakeyouhappyI'msosorry!" She squeaked and hurriedly jumbled out her words. She was the worst person to have to keep her guilt quiet.
"WHAT?!" Munto shot a fiery death glare at the pale-haired man behind him. He knew last night was just too good for there not to be a catch.
Rui went stiff as a board, but quickly regained his cool; staring his King dead in the eyes, "In earnest, Munto-Sama, it's not like people can't hear you two. We're lucky no one's tattled on you to the Lower Realm. As for my discussion with Hime-san, she had disconcertingly mature questions for her age, and as her subject and elder, it is my duty to answer."
The general made sure to rub the 'age' issue in deep, despite his earlier reference of Human law. Of course he wasn't going to divulge that minor detail to his King. Munto was left jaw-dropped by both confessions, resigning himself to lean back against a pillar, copying Rui's earlier scene of planting his head into his palm. The whole damn world was conspiring against his sexuality, he knew it.
…Couldn't say he wasn't enjoying it, though.
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