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The Price for (not) getting peace and quiet	By : Best-Lemon-Writer-in-Training Category: +G to L > Heaven's lost Property Views: 12655 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Tomoki was sound asleep, only the moon being the light in his room.
He still had several bumps all over his body, and Tomoki knew when he woke up, he'd be almost unrecoverably sore.
Almost.
But that didn't change the fact that it hurt like hell to move...
A light shaking made him slowly wake up, and he looked up, seeing someone whispering his name, "Tomo... Tomo..."
He had to let his eyes adjust after a moment, but he could see who it was after a moment, "Sohara?" He asked.
"Shh!" She said, putting the side of her pointer finger on her lips for emphasis.
"What are you doing here so late?" Tomoki asked her in a slightly lower voice.
"I... I just wanted to say I was sorry Tomo..." She looked down in shame.
"About what?" Tomoki tried leaning up, then bit back his own groan of pain.
"...Me attacking you with my vicious chop..." There was a genuine tinge of guilt on her face as she looked at him.
Maybe the pain showed on his face...
"It's alright. It's no big deal Sohara."
"Yes it is!" Sohara hissed a bit too loudly.
Tomoki only put a finger to his lips in the silence gesture like she had.
She scowled, then sighed.
"I... I was just a bit jealous is all... I admit it..." Sohara rubbed her right forearm uncomfortably, looking away slightly, "So... since we're married now and all... I won't do the killer chop on you anymore."
She only got silence as a response, for a moment that seemed a little longer than it really was.
"Thanks Sohara, but I think... I actually prefer you not to stop hitting me..."
Sohara looked at him in surprise.
Was Tomoki really saying this...?
"I mean... yeah, it hurts like Hell when you do it... But I only get that type of punishment because you think I deserve it. If you suddenly stopped doing that, then what'd the point be in being my wife? Marriage is about two, or more than two in our weird little case, people letting the other person be the pillar that they can lean on, to be able to correct when they're wrong, and all that other stuff. If you suddenly stopped doing that, then what would the point be of staying together?" Tomoki rubbed his nose on his finger, "Besides, I think that you're the best suited to be my punisher... Ikaros wouldn't so much as touch me, Nymph might accidentally obliterate me, and Astraea..." Tomoki visibly shuddered, "I don't even want to think about that case... at least with you, I know I may have a chance of getting out of it in one piece while still receiving a considerable punishment. So, if it's alright with you..." Tomoki met her eyes, her apparent height over him still obvious, "Could you.... not stop with the chop?"
Sohara felt her surprise rise gradually at that entire explanation.
Since when did Tomoki get so philosophical about these types of things?
Tomoki on the other hand, was actually cursing himself mentally, despite his still questioning look.
Damn it... What the hell was wrong with him?! His ONE freaking chance to get a life long "get out of the world of pain" free card, and he just BLOWS IT OFF?!
How much were those damn angeloids affecting him?!
Before he could take it all back however, Sohara smiled, and said in a very much gentle rather than rough voice, "You can be a really sweet guy when you want to... You know that Tomo?"
Tomoki blinked at her voice. She always seemed happy and stuff with others, but never... gentle... "Uh... No... I didn't know..."
"Well, you can be Tomo." She held his hands, "Thanks."
"For what Sohara?"
"For accepting me as I am... and call me Mitsuki from now on, 'kay?" She closed her eyes, still smiling, tilting her head to the side slightly.
"Okay... Mitsuki." Tomoki said after another moment.
She continued to smile at him, and Tomoki tried to keep up the conversation, "How does it feel to be married?" He asked her lightly.
Mitsuki opened her eyes again, and then looked down, "I don't know... it feels weird yet nice at the same time..."
"How so?" Tomoki leaned up, fighting with all his willpower not to show any signs of pain.
"Well..." Tomoki figured she didn't notice, "I always pictured my wedding to be planned out over a very long period of time, and to have my spouse only married to me... instead I was literally pulled into a van and driven away where those guys changed my clothes into a wedding gown, and next thing I know, I'm in a wedding."
Tomoki and Mistuki both became their mini-selves, shadows covering their faces, "Yeah... I guess I made THAT weird ass situation happen..." Tomoki felt the blue lines of shame trail down his face as he looked down, recalling the reason for the wedding to start.
Mikako said Ikaros told her that he had proposed to her.
Of course, one thing led to another, and now they were there.
"But... I'm kind of happy though..."
"Huh?" Tomoki looked up at the girl.
"Because... now I don't have to worry about us being split apart. We can always be one happy family."
The boy looked down in thought, "Yeah, I guess I like the sound of that... I guess I won't peep on girls anymore..." He smiled.
Mitsuki looked in utter shock.
Tomoki becoming less of a pervert...? Was the "Day of Reckoning" upon them?!
"I'll always have you guys to peep on... after all, you all have such beauty..."
Mitsuki felt her face light up, and she did the killer chop down on his head, making him slam to the floor.
"... What was I thinking... you'll always be a pervert Tomoki..." Mitsuki muttered with a shadow over her face.
Tomoki got up, rubbing his head, "What? You guys are all married to me after all. It's permissible to want to see more of my own spouses than the rest of the world does."
"You truly are perverted." She sighed.
"Mistuki, humans are put in this world for the purpose of reproduction. If I weren't allowed to see even my own wife's naked body, then how do you expect me to carry out the need of reproduction?"
She went even redder in the face at that.
She sighed again after a moment though, then looked up at him, "You're right Tomo..." She leaned closer, brushing her lips against his.
Tomoki didn't respond immediately, but as Mitsuki pulled away and leaned forward again, he met her halfway, holding her cheek as they slowly deepened the kiss.
Mistuki and Tomoki wrapped their arms around each other, starting to rub their bodies against each other after a few seconds.
They both leaned to the side, laying next to each other, breaking the kiss, their breathing becoming rugged.
Mitsuki took the hand Tomoki had placed on her hip, lifting it up and pressing it against her breast, "You can do whatever you'd like to me Tomo..."
Tomoki kissed her again, moving his hand underneath her kimono, hearing her moan lightly as he cupped her large breast in his hand.
He massaged it delicately, and she broke the kiss again, holding his head to her cleavage tightly, wrapping her long leg around him to bring him closer.
Tomoki got on top of her, beginning to unravel the kimono, not stopping until her body was exposed to him, only the sleeves of her kimono hiding her arms.
She breathed harder, her face becoming redder.
Mitsuki grabbed his shoulders, removing the kimono from him rather hurriedly, but stopping after seeing Tomoki's pained expression.
"Are you okay Tomo?" Mitsuki looked up worriedly.
He visibly tried to hold back a groan of pain, but failed, "I'm... I'm fine Mitsuki..."
She felt her brown eyes flicker in regret, "You're still in pain..."
Tomoki felt her grab his shoulders, leading him down to his back slowly and gently, as though he was made of fragile glass.
Mitsuki opened his kimono slowly, removing the covering with the same amount of care.
Tomoki looked up at her as she did this, and she didn't seem to notice his gaze.
When she finished, she trailed a finger down his chest, planting a kiss down his chest where his finger trailed.
Then when she reached his waist, she stopped kissing, instead grabbing his length and beginning to pump it, making Tomoki groan loudly.
"...So this is what it feels like..." She pumped him faster, feeling it become hard within moments.
Tomoki closed his eyes tightly, moaning lightly.
She leaned up against him, smiling at his expression.
Then she leaned herself up, her hands moving to each side of his head.
"Tomo..." She smiled, leaning down while on all fours, closing the distance between them, only stopping an inch from his face, voice suddenly seductive.
"Mitsuki..." He said, his voice rugged.
She kissed him lightly, raking his black locks with her fingers.
She hugged him to her chest, pressing his face between her breasts, and used her free hand take his length in her hand again.
Aiming it, she pushed it right against her opening, feeling it twitch slightly.
With a grunt, she pushed her hips down, then threw her head back in pain as his member pushed into her.
Tears came out of her eyes as the pain coursed through her body.
She breathed slowly, trying to will back the pain, but still feeling it.
Tomoki leaned up, hugging her to him, her body quivering.
Slowly, she grinded her hips against his, groaning out in pleasure, hugging her husband closer to her.
Gradually, the pain lessened, and pleasure replaced it, making her groans become moans after a long time.
When the pleasure seemed to stick out so much that she wanted more, Mistuki pushed Tomoki forcefully on his back, then full on rode him, her G-Cup breasts bouncing as she moaned louder, gripping his forearms.
Tomoki responded by grabbing her hips, helping her to go faster, moaning loudly.
She started grinding faster, and she screamed as his dick scraped into her, gripping his arms even tighter.
"T-Tomo... Tomoki...!" She screamed louder, moaning his name out.
This felt... this felt so good and... right....!
She screamed out his name at the top of her lungs, arching her back as the pleasure suddenly skyrocketed inside her, "TOMOKI!!!"
Tomoki could feel her walls clenching around him, and he groaned out as well, trying but failing to hold in his cum.
It spurted inside her as their juices mixed, and Tomoki slammed her down as this happened, making nasty sounds emit from their now enjoined flesh.
Mistuki moaned out again, then fell into Tomoki's arms.
Breathing heavily, they hugged each other tightly, feeling the other's hammering heartbeat.
Mistuki looked into Tomoki's eyes, "I guess now we truly are married." She smiled after that, then gave him a peck on the lips.
Snuggling up to him, she sighed, falling asleep in his arms.
Tomoki pulled his length out of her, knowing they were subject to another weird ass situation if they stayed perfectly like this.
But suddenly, for once, he started to feel desensitized to it.
Realizing this, Tomoki looked down at his wife, then thinking of his other three wives...
"…I guess I can kiss my peace and quiet goodbye from here on out..." The thing many would consider strange about his words was the fact that he was actually smiling as he said that.
With that thought, he himself closed his eyes, falling asleep after a few minutes of shut eye.
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