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Lock and Key	By : Wildfaerie Category: +S to Z > Tokyo Mew Mew Views: 706 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Disclaimer: I do not own Tokyo Mew Mew or anything associated with it. This lil story is, however, mine.
AN: Here’s is where things get steamy and get kicked into the M rating. So avert those delicate eyes if you’re not mature enough to handle the fun stuff.
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“text” – Talking   ‘text’ – Thinking   “text” – Talking Telepathically.

Lock and Key
Chapter 4: Paradise

Ichigo’s head was spinning as she held on to Kish for dear life. “Urgh. Make it stop. I want to get off the merry go round now please,” she begged. Kish chuckled and rubbed her back soothingly. “Sorry, Kitten. Teleporting takes a bit of getting used to, especially for the first time.” She tried to open her eyes to see where they were, but that only made things worse, so she squeezed them tightly shut. Wherever he had teleported them to, she had heard him snap his fingers before they had landed on what felt like a bed. And she swore she could hear the crashing of waves around them along with the smell of the ocean. “Easy, don’t open your eyes just yet. I can help if you want?” he offered. “Please,” she whimpered. “Do you trust me?” “You know I do,” she responded with a groan.

She was currently sitting in his lap, her legs straddling his waist. Her body was tucked tightly against him as she tried to ride out the overwhelming topsy-turvy feeling roiling around within her. Softly, he gripped her shoulders and pushed her away from him so she was sitting up. He shifted one hand to lay his cool palm against her temple. His other hand slid down her side, coming to the bottom hem of her pajama shirt. Hesitantly, Kish slipped his hand under her shirt and placed it over her stomach, fingers splayed wide over her skin. Ichigo gasped at both the touch of his hand on her bare belly, but also from his cool skin.

A soft tingling sensation started to spread from his hands, pushing away the dizziness and uneasy feeling. Once the comforting warmth had completely enveloped her, all the pain and dizziness totally vanished. She finally opened her eyes just as Kish’s hand slipped from her and he fell back, eyes closed, onto the bed, nestled against a bunch of silky grey pillows.

Worry struck Ichigo as she looked down at Kish, who looked even paler than usual and seemed to be breathing hard. “Kish? Kish, are you alright?” She was starting to panic when he didn’t answer immediately. Her panic was about to get the better of her when his voice finally entered her mind in a soft whisper, “Shh, Kitten. I’m alright. Just completely drained. Took a bit more out of me than I realized is all. Teleporting both of us so far, creating the bed, and then sharing my energy on top of that. Just need a few moments and I’ll be fine. Though it will probably take a few hours for my energy to be fully restored.”

“Dammit Kish, don’t do that again! You scared me half to death. You sure you’re alright?” She scolded at first but ended up softening her voice in concern. “Aww, worried about me, Kitten?” Kish teased but still sounded very weak. “Of course, I am you dumb alien. Besides, if something happens to you, I could end up stranded wherever it is you brought us. Where are we anyways?” she asked finally taking a moment to look around.

At the sound of her gasp, Kish cracked his eyes open and watched the beauty above him. Her mouth hung open and her eyes were the size of saucers as she took in the view around them. He let her take it in for a moment before he answered her, “I promised I’d show you paradise, didn’t I? And after we talk and I regain my strength, I promise to take you to paradise.” His fang glinted in the moonlight as he smirked at his beautiful Kitten. Her gaze shifted from the scenery to Kish’s face. His gold eyes almost glowing in the darkness of twilight.

Resting her hands on his chest, she leaned over him. “It’s absolutely stunning, Kish,” her words were soft and choked with emotion. Leaning further down, she brushed her lips against his in a chaste kiss. Against his lips, she whispered, “Thank you.” Before he could respond, she pressed her lips firmly to his. Kish’s lips melded and moved with hers with as much passion, love, and devotion as he could muster. He damned his weakened state for he couldn’t even lift his arms to hold her.

Breaking the kiss and sitting up, Ichigo smiled at him before looking around them again. Though it was still very late or early, depending on how you looked at it, her cat genes allowed her to see extremely well in the dark. The bright moon and stars above also helped to cut through the darkness. It looked as though they were on a small deserted island. It was a narrow strip of land and though she couldn’t see the end, she could see the other side where the ocean met another beach. A small smattering of Palm tress and light brush sat between them and the other beach. The shore was filled with soft white sand as the dark waves ebbed and flowed over it. They appeared to be completely alone besides the occasional sign of wildlife including a few crabs and even a sea turtle a few yards away along the shore.

Looking down, she saw they were atop a large king-sized bed, placed on the sandy shoreline but far enough to be out of reach of the water. The bed was covered in a deep satin gray comforter and she could see deep green sheets peeking out from beneath. The many fluffy pillows also shimmered in the moonlight, the gray satin fabric soft and silky beneath her legs and hands. “Where are we?” she finally managed to whisper out. Her mind still in awe of both the natural beauty and the gift from the man before her.

Finally getting some strength back, Kish let his hands rest on her bare thighs, just below the hem of her pink pajama shorts. “It’s a tiny deserted island I noticed from my ship as we flew across the ocean to you and Tokyo. We’re probably a few hundred miles off the east coast of Japan.” “You can teleport that far?” Ichigo asked in shock. “Not easily,” he replied sounding proud of himself. “Most can’t. And it did take a lot out of me. But seeing your reaction was well worth it.” His smile was full of tenderness as he gazed up at her.

Shifting, he sat himself up more fully, propping himself up with a few pillows so he was more eye to eye with her. “You didn’t have to go through so much trouble for me. But again, thank you, Kish.” “You know I’d do anything for you, Kitten.” “And what’s with the bed?” she teased, knowing full well his intentions. He wasn’t her perverted alien for nothing. “Like I said, I plan on showing you paradise later. And thought a bed would be much more comfortable and romantic than the sandy beach,” he winked. “Still as perverted as ever, I see,” she teased. “Ah, but Kitten. You forget I’ve seen your thoughts. I’m not the only one who’s had deliciously dirty ideas cross their mind. Besides, I’m starting to think you actually enjoy my flirtatious nature,” he said while purposefully flashing his fangs.

Heat from her arousal and embarrassment at being caught flowed through Ichigo’s body. “Maybe,” she grinned. “Though I was a bit too young and naive back then to truly appreciate it. But I’m sure you’re like that with all the girls back home,” she said turning her head away. Kish’s warm eyes suddenly flashed with something harder, darker. “I may have been popular with the ladies before, and am still admired and sought after, but the only one I have eyes for is you. Has been since the day I met you. Where’s this coming from, Kitten? Are you jealous?”

He was a tad angry at her lack of faith in him, but also concerned about her. She was usually so bright and fiery. But now she seemed almost lost. “What?! No! Well maybe a little. But that’s not what I mean. I mean is all this true? Yes, I felt something settle in my heart when the bond completed, I can even sense what you’re feeling to an extent. But is all this really true? Has your love always been so strong for me? That we have this almost supernatural yet instinctual bond? Or is this just another of your tricks to get me to be yours. To get me to sleep with you?”

Ichigo sounded almost desperate. Her emotions were all over the place. She knew in her heart the bond was real, but she also knew how tricky and devilish Kish could be. She was confused, scared, and worried her growing love for him would shatter along with her heart if this turned out to be a trick.

Pain seared his heart. Pain from not only her harsh accusations, but also from the uncertainty and anguish he could feel within her heart. He lashed his arms out, gripping her arms tightly and forced her to look at him. “How could you even think I’m just toying with you, Ichigo? I’ve meant everything I’ve said. I love you! I even died for you! I came back for you. Left my home and responsibilities to come find you because I felt you were in pain.” She’d seen him this angry and upset before when he had almost killed her after she had denied him in the past, but she pushed forward.

Her sharp gaze locked with his piercing eyes. “You even used to call me your toy,” she ground out. His eyes softened immediately, and his grip loosened. “I was a fool,” he started softly. “I called you that because I couldn’t say what I really wanted to.” “What do you mean? You didn’t exactly hold back your thoughts about me back then,” Ichigo growled. “Because you wouldn’t of understood and it would have put us both in danger. I may have called you my toy, but I wanted to say my mate. If Pai or the others heard that, my life would have been in jeopardy, for they would of realized just how important you really were to me.”

He sighed. “I’m sorry for how much I tormented you back then. But I truly did and still love you. Always will. Things just got so twisted then. I was stuck. I was trying to save my people, my planet. Then I fell in love with you. How could I choose one over the other? I’d fight to kill you for all I loved back home, then realize I was hurting you, putting you in danger, so I’d suddenly stop. It’s part of why you could usually beat me so easily. Not only was I incredibly distracted by my thoughts, but I also wanted you to win. If you defeated us, then I wouldn’t have to keep fighting, wouldn’t have to keep hurting you. While also keeping me from feeling like a traitor to my people. But after I realized Deep Blue had never intended to help my people, I knew I would do whatever it cost to help you. Giving my life for you was the easiest decision I ever made. Though I do wish I had won and been the one to actually save you. But I’d have done anything to protect you, to see you safe. I still would. It was why I left without saying anything. I let you go so you could be happy with who you chose, and I wouldn’t continue to be in your way.”

Ichigo’s eyes were glassy as she fought back her tears. “No, Kish. I’m sorry. So incredibly sorry. For doubting you now and for how I treated you then. I was naive and so fixated on who I thought I was supposed to be with and me saving this planet that I never really saw you. Never saw how much you really cared or how much pain you were in. And even when I caught glimpses, I ignored it. You were hurting so much, and I was always so cruel to you.

She shivered from both the emotional overload and from the cold breeze coming over the water. Kish’s heart ached for his mate. She had been suffering as well. Seeing her shiver, “Come here, Kitten.” He said wrapping his arms around her. She snuggled close against him, feeling warmth and comfort in his arms. Holding her close, he maneuvered them so they could slip under the blankets. He slid down a bit further into the bed and cradled her head on his chest as he pulled the warm blankets tight around his precious bundle. “Better?” he asked softly. Ichigo could only nod as the damn broke and her sobs broke free.

As soon as she could speak clearly again, she explained everything that had happened after he left. Her break up, the soul searching, constantly going over all their previous encounters, his death, how much she had started to miss him dearly, how she’d come to realized how much she had actually cared about him, how those feelings began to blossom into love, her regrets, how much she needed to see him again, and eventually her fantasies that started to become nightmares. She told him absolutely everything and he held her tightly through all of it. Never interrupting, only holding her close, his hand occasionally running up and down her back to help keep her calm enough to continue. Once everything was out in the open between them, she felt cleansed. Like a giant weight had lifted from her shoulders. She was finally where she truly belonged. With her mischievous, perverted alien. And for the first time in a very long time, she felt as if her life was finally moving forwards.

Never could Kish have imagined just how hard things had been for her. He thought he had left so she could be happy, but he had been terribly wrong. His heart felt heavy with her pain and his regret. Yet it was also full of pride in her. The resilience his fiery Kitten had shown and the strength of her loving heart. She never ceased to amaze him. His words were soft and gentle when he finally spoke, “Oh, Kitten. I thought by leaving you, I was lettering you be happy. Giving you what I thought you wanted. But I promise, I’ll never leave your side again. I don’t think could even if I tried. I’ve loved you for so long. And now that I have you, I’m never letting go. Please forgive me. I probably don’t deserve either your love or forgiveness. But please. Say you’ll always be mine.” His arms tightened around her in both fear and desperation. He couldn’t bear to lose her now. It would literally kill him. Again.

Ichigo sniffled and wiped her puffy eyes, “Kish… You really can be a dumb alien. You’re stuck with me til the end of time. I love you. And I’ll only forgive you if you forgive me.” She leaned up, looking him in the eyes as she awaited his reply. Strawberry chocolate eyes searched molten amber. A twitch of his lips drew her attention as she saw his trademark smirk crawl over his face. “You drive a hard bargain. And til the end of time is an awfully long time to be stuck with such an emotional and hot tempered little Kitten,” he teased. “Kish…” she pouted, drawing out his name.

His smile grew until it reached his eyes, “Of course I forgive you, Kitten. And nothing would make me happier than to have my mate by my side for the rest of our lives.” She grinned. “Do you have to sound so cocky about it?” “Yes. Yes I do. After all. I was the villain, and I still got the girl. Plus, I was right. Even back then. I win,” he ended with a growl as he crushed his lips to hers. The kiss hot, passionate, and a little bit cocky as he claimed her. His tongue licked at her lips, demanding entrance and she happily obliged, opening her mouth to him. His warm tongue snaked between her lips, plundering her depths.

But she, never one to truly submit to her alien, tangled her tongue against his. Eventually pushing her way past his lips. She ran the tip of her tongue along a fang, which pulled a low growl from him. It was dangerous and incredibly sexy. Heat shot straight to her core as she whimpered softly into the kiss.

The scent of her arousal was taking over his senses. And he suddenly became very away of several things all at once. His Kitten was deeply in love with him and was completely his, they were absolutely alone in bed, with her straddling his waist, and she was kissing him and getting aroused by it.

Slowly, he drew his hands down her sides until they cupped the curve of her waist. Gently, he tugged her hips harder against his. She gasped against his lips. The surprise of his thick arousal pressed between her thighs caused her cat ears and tail to pop out. Even through their clothes, she could feel his large size. A burning need was growing deep in her core with every slight bit of friction. He nipped her bottom lip with a fang when the sharp scent of the spike in arousal reached his nose. Using a strength and speed only he possessed, he flipped their positions, his lips never leaving hers.

Ichigo moaned as she felt him pin her down, his hips fitting snuggly against hers as he settled between her thighs. Kish released her lips in favor of trailing kisses along her jaw before gently scraping his fangs down her neck. His tongue occasionally lapping at the faint tracks to sooth the sting.

‘Fuck! Those fangs!’ Ichigo’s mind railed in pleasure. He chuckled against her skin, “I’m starting to think you’re becoming a tad obsessed with my fangs, Kitten.” “Eavesdropping again, love?” she answered mind to mind. “Can’t help it when you don’t shield your thoughts.” “Maybe I want you to hear so you won’t stop,” she teased.

He bit down just harsh enough to leave a bruise before licking to the hollow of her throat. “You just have to ask and I’ll gladly drag my fangs across every inch of your body, Kitten.” A shudder coursed through entire body. “Promises, promises,” she teased as she brought her hands up to trace over his bare abdominal muscles. It was his turn to shudder.

He used one hand to brace himself above Ichigo while his other slid down her hip and cupped the back of her thigh, pulling her harder against him. Slowly, he dragged his fangs across the tender skin of her collar bone until he reached the other side of her neck. Showing that side just as much attention as the other with both his fangs and lips.

One of Kish’s long ears brushed along her jaw and Ichigo couldn’t resist the temptation. Tilting her head slightly, she brought her lips near the upper edge and ran her tongue along the firm ridge. Kish’s reaction was immediate as he yanked his mouth away from her and stared down at her with wide eyes. “Keep that up, Kitten, and this will be over much faster and rougher than either of us may like,” he panted out. She raised a brow, “Are they really that sensitive?” He smirked down at her, “You tell me.”

Before she could react he had leaned up and captured the furry edge of one of her cat ears between his lips. Teasingly, he ran the tip of his tongue along the edge. Immediately, her hands clenched at his sides and her legs clamped down tight around his hips. Her panties and pajama shorts were quickly becoming thoroughly damp as the extreme arousal shot through her. “Ok. So note to self. Leave the ears alone unless I want to be fucked quick and hard,” she panted.

“Now who’s the dirty one?” he asked as he leaned back to take in her beautifully flushed face, slightly parted lips, and glazed eyes. She really was breathtaking. “I suppose I learned from the best,” she said before nipping at his jawline. “Mm… Finally admitting I’m the best. I like the sound of that,” he chuckled as his hand slid higher up her thigh, slipping under her shorts until his fingertips brushed the edge of her panties. “Don’t get too cocky,” she scolded playfully. Placing her hands on his chest, she pushed him until he sat back on his knees, allowing her to sit up. “You may be the best at being perverted, but I guarantee I can still distract you and catch you off guard,” she challenged as she pulled her shirt off and tossed it aside.

Bare from the waist up, Ichigo couldn’t help the blush that stained her cheeks even as she tried to remain calm and confident under Kish’s hungry gaze. Any response he may have had to her words died in his throat as he swallowed thickly. He couldn’t help but stare at the beauty before him. “Cat got your tongue,” she teased as she laid back amongst the pillows. Her teasing used to cover up the slight rise of her nervousness. She watched him through partially hooded eyes.

The seductive tone to her voice snapped him back, “Kitten,” he growled. “Hmm?” she purred, the tip of her tail flicking back and forth at her side. “You, are beyond beautiful,” he whispered as he started to bend down. A sharp claw-like nail stopped him as she tapped it against his vest. “This, off,” she almost growled in demand. Kish was only too happy to obey. Gripping the bottom of his vest, he pulled both it and the mesh undershirt off in one swift movement, tossing them towards her discarded shirt.

It was Ichigo’s turn to stare as her eyes traveled across the smooth expanse of his pale chest. Enjoying how her hungry eyes raked over his body, Kish chuckled. “Like was you see, Kitten?” Ichigo could only nod as she tugged him back down to her. He allowed her hands to explore his chest as he brought his mouth down upon her right breast. He trailed open mouthed kisses over the top curve of the soft round globe, working his lips towards her rosy pink nipple. Teasingly, he licked and kissed all around except for where she most desperately wanted to feel his mouth. Just as his lips finally sealed around her peaked nipple, he brought his right hand up to knead her unoccupied breast.

Ichigo couldn’t hold back the moan that rose from her throat as she arched into his touch. Her mind momentarily flicked to Masaya and how he had never made her feel like this. But she quickly pushed that thought away, praying Kish hadn’t picked up on it. However, that prayer was quickly shattered. Kish simultaneously bit down as his eyes caught and held hers, and his voice growled within her mind, “Good to know, Kitten.”

Her thoughts were shattered as he dragged the tip of a fang across the peak of her overly sensitive nipple. Everywhere he touched or placed his mouth tingled and burned. Rolling one nipple between his fingers, he locked his teeth firmly around the other and pulled back. Just before it became painful, he let the abused bud slip from his mouth. Kissing his way across her chest, he proceeded to lavish the same treatment on her left breast with his lips, tongue, and teeth.

Fire. Heat and fire were engulfing Ichigo. Her skin was being licked by the flames of desire and a scorching inferno was raging and growing deep in her core. And Kish was the one igniting the flames, but he was also the only one that could soothe her burning need. Moans and whimpers escaped her lips. His touches were like heaven but also felt like torture. She needed more, but what that was she didn’t know. When she felt his teeth around her aching peak again, she couldn’t hold back the deep moan in the form of his name, “Kish…”

Long ears twitched at the way she said his name. He’d dreamed of that sound for years and they couldn’t even compare to how amazing and incredibly sexy she sounded. His blood burned for her, and he knew exactly what she wanted, what her body needed. Smiling against her warm skin, he started between the valley of her breasts and began working his way down her body slowly. Alternating between kisses, licks, and dragging his fangs, he traveled across her heated flesh, tasting every inch of skin along his path.

When he reached her belly button, he nipped at the sensitive flesh above it, causing her to kiss and mewl in pleasure. Her body was burning for him and he couldn’t help the wicked grin that crossed his lips. The scent of her arousal was stronger and it drew him lower, his mouth watering. He brought his hands to the top of her shorts and dipped his fingers under the band. A slight lift to her hips was all the permission he needed as he quickly, but gently, drew both her shorts and underwear down her long legs. When she pulled her legs free, he tossed them aside, finally ridding her of the last of her clothing.

Kish’s eyes trailed up her legs and over her now exposed womanhood, his own arousal grew tenfold, making his member twitch and ache. He drank her in. ‘Gods and Goddesses, she’s stunning. And she’s mine,’ he thought to himself. He’d always known she was beautiful, but seeing her completely bare and stretched out before him, he was wordless. He’d never seen anything more beautiful in his entire life. Not even the amazing power of the Mew Aqua as it restored his home could compare to the sight before him.

Unknowingly, Kish had dropped his mental shields and Ichigo had heard his last thoughts. She blushed deeply at his praise as all her insecurities and nerves were chased away. “Who knew you’d become such a romantic. And thank you,” she said softly in his mind. Kish blushed when he realized she’d seen his thoughts. Quickly, he pulled his shields back up. “It’s true. You are the most beautiful creature I’ve ever seen and that you’re mine makes it feel almost unreal.” His hands caressed her thighs while they spoke, not being able to resist touching her, thumbs rubbing soft circles along the inner more sensitive flesh.

Ichigo pouted a bit at the loss of access to his mind. She enjoyed those rare glimpses into his secret thoughts. Her mind wandered as she propped herself on her elbows and gazed down at the man she loved. Normally, she’d feel self-conscious at being so exposed before someone, especially with how close his face was to her most private area, but she didn’t. She felt completely comfortable and at ease with him as though they had been lovers for years. His love and need for her ran so deep that all traces of self-doubt had disappeared. He made her feel beautiful and wanted.

However, she was still new to shielding her mind so Kish was reading her thoughts and feelings like an open book. He knew she was upset when he closed her off from his mind, but it was for her own protection as well as his. Being constantly bombarded by someone else’s thoughts could become painful causing headaches. And when it came to her, his thoughts could run a little dark and erotic. ‘Best to ease her into those ideas,’ he thought to himself. Turning his attention back to her, he wanted to distract her from the loss of his thoughts. Easing her left leg up, bending it at the knee, he placed light butterfly kisses across her sensitive skin.

She watched a his lips traced along her thigh, mere inches from the apex of her legs. Her mind was still wandering and a thought struck her, ‘I wonder if he had been this gentle and romantic then, maybe we wouldn’t of had to wait years to be together.’ Kish shook his head, softly brushing his lips and nose against her skin, “No, Kitten. Even if I hadn’t of been so aggressive with you, do you really think you would have listened and given me a chance?” She thought about it. “I suppose you’re right,” she replied. Though she was surprised he didn’t sound more hurt at his own question.

He nipped her thigh, “Because I have you now. It may have taken longer then I’d of liked, but I have you in my arms now, and what’s more, in bed with me.” He smirked at that last bit. “No more deep thoughts, love. Focus on just us. You and me in the here and now. Let me keep my promise and show you paradise.” Lowering his head, he kissed his way up her thigh and licked along the crease where her leg met her pelvis. Ichigo fell back against the pillows as Kish reignited her waning arousal with full force. Her body shuddering under his touch and her mind empty but for what he was doing to her.

Kish hovered his nose just over her damp seam and inhaled the intoxicating scent of her arousal straight from the source. It made his mouth water and the desire to taste her overrode all his senses. His hands gripped her thighs firmly, holding her still as he let his tongue drag up the length of her soft folds. He groaned in pleasure. She tasted like a deep mulled strawberry wine. Slightly bitter but sweet and heavy on the tongue. He knew he’d crave that taste for the rest of his life.

Her hips bucked at his touch, be he held her firmly. Shifting his hands closer to her pelvis, he used his thumbs to spread her lower lips to his hungry gaze and eagerly awaiting tongue. Wasting no time, he delved his tongue between her parted lips and savored her flavor. Keeping his tongue flat, he dragged it up towards her swollen bud, giving it a hard lick.   Her hips bucked harder, and his name fell from her mouth in a breathless moan. It was music to his ears. Using the tip of his tongue, he swirled it around that little bundle of nerves, teasing her.

Hands buried themselves in Kish’s deep green hair as her body writhed in pleasure. She could feel that spring deep in core beginning to wind tighter. More. She wanted more, but he was still teasing, circling. Kish felt her shudder as she whispered, “Please.” His tongue continued to circle her swollen bud as he moved his hand to her entrance, a finger circling, teasing at her damp channel. “Please what?” he thought huskily.

“Please Kish. More. I need more,” she panted with eyes clenched shut. Her hands tugged at his hair trying to pull his mouth harder to her body. A hard flick with his tongue was his response. Ichigo drew in a sharp breath as a bolt of pleasure shot through her system. When he did it again, Ichigo hissed his name. Loving her reactions, Kish sealed his lips around her sensitive nub. Rapidly he flicked his tongue back and forth and at the same time, slowly slid his middle finger into her wet entrance. Immediately, Ichigo began to buck and writhe in ecstasy against Kish. He slung his free arm across her hips to keep her still, but never let up in his assault.

Her pants and moans were becoming desperate. “Oh! Kish! Don’t stop!” she whined and pleaded. That coil was winding tighter, and it felt like her insides were on fire. But God did he feel good. Every movement, swipe of his tongue, or press of his fingers was sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She’d touched herself before, but it was nothing like this. He was playing her like a fiddle. Pulling moans and whimpers from her continuously. When he carefully slid a second finger within her, she nearly came from the sensation. As if aware of how close she was, he slowed the rapid movements of his tongue. Slowing down the quick ascent of her orgasm to a slow burning crawl. She almost whimpered when her orgasm had to rebuild.

A smirk crossed Kish’s face as he looked up at the love of his life. He knew she was frustrated with him. He had felt the rapid approach of her orgasm but wanted tonight to last as long as possible. To push her to the highest peak of ecstasy he could. To see her burning with need, begging for his touch, and writhing in the pleasure he gave.

Pulling his mouth away, he moved his thumb to circle and brush her clit while he continued to pump his fingers slow but deeply into her tight depths. He would never tire of gazing at her beautiful body, especially in the throws of passion. Skin shimmered in the moonlight from the light layer of sweat that coated her body as her muscles continued to tense and contract with each wave of pleasure that washed through her. Deep red hair that looked almost black in the dark of night fanned around her head like a halo. Dark lashes brushed her cheeks as her eyes clenched shut. Pale pink lips parted, her breathing labored as she climbed that peak. Moans, curses, and his name slipping past those kiss swollen lips. Cheeks flushed dark pink. Perfectly rounded breasts rose and fell with each pant and labored breath. She was a goddess, and she was his.

“Please, Kish,” her whimpered plea caught his ears. Hearing her say his name like that did interesting things to him. His heart fluttered and something deep in his abdomen clenched. This woman had him completely wrapped around her little claw, though he’d never outright admit that to her.

Obeying the naked beauty, Kish brought his mouth back to that little bundle of nerves. He pressed his tongue down hard at the same time he quickened the pace of his fingers, thrusting them faster within her tight channel. Spreading his fingers wide, he gently worked to stretch her even more. She was so tight he was afraid how badly he might hurt her when he finally took her. So, he wanted her as ready as possible.

Ichigo’s hands released his hair in favor of twisting in the sheets at her sides. “Don’t… Don’t stop. Please don’t stop,” she stuttered and begged in a heavy moan. Her head thrashed back and forth. She was rapidly approaching that cliff. Suddenly, his fingers twisted and curled within her, pressing against that button that made stars flash behind her eyelids. “Fuck! Right there Kish. Nya!” ‘Kitten’s sweet spot. Hmm..” he thought to himself with a wicked and satisfied grin.

Every time he thrusted his fingers in deep, he made sure to curl his fingers and press hard against that hidden button. Ichigo was writhing, shaking, trembling. Each time his fingers found that spot inside her, it was like a bolt of liquid lightning shot through her. “So close,” she panted through dry lips. Kish could feel her abdominal muscles clenching under his hand as he kept her pressed to the bed. Just one more push was all she needed. Pressing his fingers as deeply into her tight channel as he could, he rubbed the rough pad of his fingertips against her sweet spot hard and held them there. At the same time, he dragged the point of a fang across that little swollen bud that held so much power.

White hot fire burned through her system as that spring finally snapped. Every muscle tensed then simultaneously relaxed. Ichigo screamed Kish’s name, finally falling off that cliff. Her body shook as waves of soothing pleasure chased away the burning flames. Kish gently slid his fingers from her depths and lowered his lips to her dripping entrance. He lapped at her nectar like a cat with cream. Savoring both her flavor and the way her body trembled in the aftershocks of her orgasm. Kish helped her come down slowly from the intense pleasure high. Placing a final kiss to her inner thigh, Kish crawled up her body and gazed lovingly down at the woman of his dreams.

Eyes fluttering open, Ichigo found herself lost in the soft molten gold orbs. “Kish?” she softly whispered; her lungs still breathless. “You have no idea how many nights I’ve spent dreaming of this moment. I never allowed myself to believe it could happen. But deep in my heart I never gave up hope. Pease say it, Kitten.”

Ichigo searched his eyes. Love was abundant, but she could see the deep desperation of his past self hidden in the depths. Masking it all was the familiar glint of mischievousness. A look she’d come to know so well. Most would think he was looking for a declaration of ‘I love you,’ but she knew him better than that.

She smirked and rolled her eyes as she twirled a forelock around her fingers. Laugher and love danced in her strawberry chocolate eyes. “Some things never change. And that’s exactly what I want. Kish, I’m yours.” Laughter lit up his own eyes as the largest and most genuine smile she’d ever seen spread across his lips. “Gods, Kitten. You are absolutely purr-fect,” he couldn’t help but tease.

That burning spark of familiarity ignited within her. This. This is what she was used to with him. The teasing, the playful banter. Oh, how she’d missed this. The push and pull. Give and take. It stirred her blood, roused her confidence. She could just be with him. That uncanny ability of his to let her be herself. No reason to hide or hold back. That strange glint in his eye that used to keep her guessing. Now it was like every piece had finally fallen into place. Well, all but one.

Her own eyes twinkling with some of her old fire, she caught his eyes again. Lazily, she dragged a sharp nail along the lines of his abdominal muscles. “I never thought these words would ever leave my mouth. But… Kish, if you don’t take the rest of those goddamn clothes off, I just may be forced to shred them.” She punctuated her statement by flattening her hand against his abdomen and letting the tips of her nails scrape over the cool skin just above the waist of his pants. Kish bit his lip. An intense shudder wracked his body.

“Still so feisty and impatient,” he purred, placing a hand atop hers at his waist. “And it has been an awfully long time since I’ve felt my kitty-cat’s claws. I’ve waited over four years for this and had planned on taking my time and savoring every moment. But, if you really want me that bad, then show me, Kitten.” And with that, he grasped the hand at his waist and slid it down.

A squeak left Ichigo’s lips. Her hand was now cupping his thick member through the heavy fabric of his pants. Even with heat blooming across her chest and cheeks, Ichigo refused to back down to his challenge. Tentative fingertips explored his length even after this hand left hers. Snapping his fingers, Kish’s boots and leg wrappings disappeared. Leaning back on his knees, he was pleasantly surprised when her hand followed him. And it felt incredible. Her delicate touch was driving him wild. He wasn’t going to be able to resist taking her much longer.

Watching her, he saw those beautiful strawberry chocolate eyes dance between his face, chest, and her hand. ‘Gods she’s so adorable, stained pink with her blush,’ he though. Keeping his eyes trained on hers, Kish began to slowly unwind his arm wraps. Just as he dropped the wraps to the side, he felt her fingers slip under the top of his pants and brush against him. His hips jolted forwards at her touch and he growled, “Kitten.”

‘So big,’ she thought in both embarrassment and wonder. She was surprised when he had pressed her hand against him.   But then again, this was Kish. He wasn’t exactly shy or subtle. As she traced him through his pants, she grew bolder and more curious. Feeling him like this wasn’t enough. She wanted to hold him in her bare hand. While he was distracted with his arm wraps, she slid her hand into his pants. Though his body always felt cool to her touch, here he felt deliciously warm. Gently, she brushed her fingertips over his round head. He bucked against her hand, and when she heard her name in the form of a growl, she fully wrapped her hand around his thick length.

Kish was torn. Torn between wanting to take his time, to let her have her fun, and from claiming her right then and there. Her hand was currently driving him insane. It felt so good that he half expected to wake from this dream at any moment. To find himself back aboard his ship, having never made it to Earth yet. He’d dreamed and imagined this for so long. He wanted to tease, to take it slow. To remove his clothes inch by inch to her hungry gaze. But when her hand squeezed around him and pushed down to the base, he lost it. She made up his mind for him. His sharp fang pressed into his bottom lip as he forced himself to stay in control. With a snap of his fingers, he removed the last barrier between them.

When his pants disappeared, she expected to find herself nervous or scared. But instead, she was in awe. Though his size did give her a momentary pause. He was downright gorgeous. The tip of her tongue snuck out to moisten her lips as she drank in the sight of him.

Lean but well-muscled arms led up to strong shoulders. Deep silky green hair contrasted against his milky complexion. Bright golden eyes that always held a spark of danger or mischievousness, but also seemed to show something deeper. Like he knew much more than he ever let on. Chiseled chest and abdominals looked as though he were carved from marble. The deep ‘V’ cut at his waist forced her eyes to travel down. She let her eyes skim over that part for now and continued onwards. Strong thighs tensed between her legs when she flexed her grip. He captivated her.

She momentarily wondered if he had always been this attractive. A small part of her brain said yes. That she’d always held an attraction to him. But seeing him like this, fully revealed to her and completely vulnerable, enthralled her. Bringing her eyes back to her hand, she shifted her grip so she could finally sate her curiosity. Before she let her thoughts run away, she made sure her mind was safely behind that locked door.

He was big. ‘Much larger than…,’ she stopped that thought immediately. He may be her only basis of comparison, but she didn’t want to taint tonight with any more thoughts of him. Kish was warm and heavy in her hand. Cupping him gently, she slid her eyes over him from base to tip. It twitched under her gaze. Skin a bit paler than the rest of him wrapped around it, coming to a slightly pinked crown. Tentatively, she slid her hand up and pressed her thumb along the cleft on the underside of the crown. She heard him suck in a deep breath above her. Feeling emboldened, she drew her thumb up, rubbing the small bead of glistening precum around in a circle over the sensitive head. A cross between a moan and a growl reverberated from deep within his chest. Long pale fingers wrapped firmly around her wrist and tugged her hand away.

A fang pressed deeply into his lip was the only thing keeping him sane. Was the only thing holding him back so she could explore. To touch to her heart’s content. He knelt frozen as her hand held him firmly and her eyes roamed his body. When she licked her lips at what she saw, it took all his willpower not to lean down and capture that pretty pink muscle between his own lips. Heart pounding in his chest, he watched her eyes.

She looked at him like she was seeing him for the first time. Which, he supposed, she was in a way. The love and awe that shone in her eyes took his breath away. When he felt her thumb caress him he sucked in a deep breath. Digging his fang deeper into his bottom lip, he felt a small bead of blood well up. He licked at it. Then her thumb slid over his tip and he couldn’t take it anymore. His heart thudded against his ribcage as he pulled her hand away and brought it to his mouth.

Soft lips caressed her knuckles as he placed a light kiss to her warm skin. “Sorry, Kitten,” he whispered huskily. “I promise to let you touch to your heart’s desire later. But I can’t take much more.” His voice was heavy with need. Ichigo drew him down on top of her, spreading her legs just slightly to accommodate him. She smiled as she caught his eyes, “Then make me yours in more then just words, Kish.” Her words were a soft whisper that even his sensitive ears strained to pick up.

That mischievous smirk slid across his features as he settled his hips between her warm thighs. A shudder raked through him when he rested his heavy member, swollen with need, against her scorching heat. Bracing himself on an elbow at her side, he covered her with his body. Drawing his hips back, he slid his length across her folds, coating it with her slickness. A hand skimmed down along her side and cupped the back of her thigh, pulling her leg up against his hip. Finding her entrance, Kish slowly pushed his way in.

‘Tight. She’s so fucking hot and tight,’ he thought as he pressed deeper. Beads of sweat gathered on his back and brow as he restrained himself. He was determined to go slow, to keep any pain to a minimum and allow her to adjust. She was so wet and ready for him that before he knew it, he had bottomed out. He was finally sheathed deep within his Kitten. And it was unbelievable. His eyes flicked down where they were joined before recapturing her eyes. Other than being incredibly tight, he hadn’t encountered a barrier.

Ichigo forced herself to keep her eyes open. She wanted to see every detail as they finally became one. And she was glad she did. She held her body still as she grew accustomed to his length within her. It hurt, but the pain was subsiding slowly. When his eyes flicked down between them, she saw the momentary flash of hurt and disappointment. But he had quickly covered it up. If she hadn’t been watching him so intently, she would have missed it.

A lightbulb went off. And as if reading his most hidden thoughts, she spoke within his mind. “I lost my barrier a long time ago while fighting. You’re my first.” Kish’s eyes widened as they darted between hers. “Probably one of the times you kicked or threw me so it was still technically you who broke it,” she teased.

A grin lit up his face as he rocked his hips gently causing her to mew in pleasure. “Well, how about that. Not only did I steal your kisses, but I guess I stole your virginity on a technicality.” His grin turned into his trademark smirk as she halfheartedly slapped his shoulder. “You know, you stole my first kiss as well,” she said, wrapping her arms around his neck. He began moving his hips at a slow steady pace. Pulling almost entirely out before sliding back deep within her depths. “As much as I enjoyed taking from you. I much prefer that you gave this to me. That I’m your first and last.” He said it with such finality that her heart melted. She brought her legs up to wrap around his waist, drawing him deeper as she moved her hips with his. A heavy moan escaped her lips. “Gods you’re beautiful,” he whispered to her mind. She smiled and pulled him down, her lips claiming his in a powerful kiss.

Deepening the kiss, he darted his tongue past her lips, mimicking what he was doing between her thighs. A deep moan rumbled in the back of her throat. She was in heaven. He felt absolutely incredible. Deep green hair created a silky curtain around them, held back by his long slender ears. Reaching up, she delicately brushed her fingertips along the back and bottom edge. His speed intensified. He nipped her bottom lip. Pulling back, his eyes flashed dangerously in the dark. “Careful, Kitten,” he growled low. She whimpered at the sudden increase in speed. “Feels so good,” she panted.

Her hands were now gripping his shoulders tightly, nails biting into his skin. The new speed was winding that coil. That rolling fire was starting to burn through her again. Shifting his weight to his hand, he held himself above her. Moving his other arm, he hooked his elbow under her knee and brought her leg up before placing his hand down beside her. This new position made her feel impossibly tight as he pushed even deeper. The tip of his head bumping the back of her cervix. Ichigo saw stars flash across her eyes. Several loud moans escaped her lips followed by his name. Her body trembling with pleasure. The moonlight glinted off their sweat slickened bodies. Neither were going to last much longer.

Kish grunted and panted as he drove into her over and over. He was getting close, and he knew she was too. Bringing his other hand down, he hooked it under her knee and brought that leg up as well. She was now spread wide as he leaned over her, nearly doubling her in half. Shifting his angle, he pounded against that hidden sweet spot. Ichigo bit her lip, her tiny yet sharp fangs drawing blood. “Kish!” she howled. Her body was burning. That coil was so close to snapping. All of her muscles were starting to constrict almost painfully. His own abdominal muscles were beginning to clench as he neared his limit. Learning down he trailed his tongue down her neck, licking his way to the junction of her neck and shoulder. Setting his fangs against her skin, he dragged them across the flesh to just over collar bone.

The feel of his fangs drove her over the edge. Just before she came, he buried his fangs deep in flesh, her warm blood filling his mouth. She screamed his name in ecstasy as a white hot heat burned through her body. Her essence poured over him. With one final deep push, he released his seed deep into her womb.

Through the searing pleasure, something deep inside her pushed her to copy his actions. Before that wave fully crested, she sunk her own fangs into his shoulder. His warm blood sizzling on her tongue. Suddenly her orgasm was pushed even higher. Another intense wave of liquified heat crashed over her as she clung to him.

She had no idea how long they stayed locked together like that. Both their fangs buried in each other’s flesh, his hips pressed almost painfully hard to hers, his throbbing member so deep inside her, he was pressed against her cervix, her nails biting into his shoulders as she clawed for purchase, and their bodies trembling from the intensity of what they just shared.

Gently, he removed his fangs from her flesh and licked over the wound, sealing the mark near her neck. Following suit, she did the same. Her tongue lapping at the few drops of blood on his shoulder. He shuddered. Realization struck him as what she had done sunk in. She had marked him as well, and even without him having to explain it to her. He was hers just as much as she was his. His heart soared. This woman would never case to amaze him, he swore it.

Slowly, he let her legs fall back around his hips. He was loathe to pull away just yet. Enjoying the trembles coursing through from the aftershocks of their shared orgasm. Their hearts were now in synch. He braced himself above her as he worked to sort through the tangle of emotions he was feeling from his mate.

Quite frankly, she was overwhelmed. Her legs ached and quivered as she rested them around his waist. The soft warmth of the wave following her release coursed through her. Soothing the fire that had been burning in her core. Love washed through her very soul. She was beyond sated and happy. Not only had she just had the most intense orgasm of her life, but she had just given away her virginity. And to Kish no less! There was still a tiny part of her that wanted to rail against that idea. ‘Old habits die hard I guess,’ she thought to herself. But at the same time, Kish had buried himself so deep within her heart, she couldn’t help but be over the moon happy. He had always looked at her like she held the moon and stars within her. And now he held her like she was the most precious thing in the world.

He chuckled above her, “That’s because you are, Kitten.” Her eyes fluttered open and locked with his smoldering golden gaze. Dammit. She really needed to practice shielding her thoughts. He smirked, “Even if you hide your thoughts I’ll always be able to read you. I always have.” She gave him a questioning look. “Did you never wonder why I was so persistent? Why I never backed down, despite your constant rejections and insults?” he asked calmly.

“Up until just before the final battle, I just figured you were obsessed, a little bit crazy, and possibly a bit of a masochist.” His deep rumble of laughter did interesting things to both of them where they were still connected. Gently, he slid himself from her, but remained braced above. His smirk returned when she whimpered at the loss. She glared at him and crossed her arms, “You know, there was a time I enjoyed kicking your ass just so I could wipe that infuriating smirk off your face.”

“And now?” he chuckled. “I’ll tell you after you tell me why you never gave up,” she snipped. Looking deep in her eyes, “Because you didn’t want me to.” The way he stated it so matter of factly had her eyes growing wide in shock. “What?! That’s ridiculous! I did nothing but tell you to back off and leave me alone,” she all but shouted. “Always so easy to rile you up.   And so sexy looking when you are. But it’s the truth my feisty kitten.”

She just gawked at him, waiting for him to explain. “While it may be true that I was obsessed with you and a bit crazy in the beginning, those feelings did grow to true love. But what kept me from giving up was you. Every time I came near, I saw your eyes widen, your pupils dilate just a fraction, and a blush bloom across your cheeks when we locked eyes. Whenever I wrapped my arms around you, just for a moment you would freeze and I could hear your heart race. Every time we touched, I felt you shudder and when I pulled away, just for a split second, you had a look of disappointment. And each time I stole a kiss, you’d place your hand to your lips or cheek as though holding on to the feeling of my lips for a bit longer. You even licked your lips after I stole a kiss. The more often we fought the slower your reaction became to pushing me away. Though, I admit, it became much harder to catch you. You got particularly good at reading me and predicting my actions.” While he had been speaking, he was leisurely dragging a hand up and down her side, but now he cupped her cheek and brushed her lower lip with his thumb.

“But… That’s… I mean,” she stuttered at a loss for words. “Cat got your tongue now?” he teased. “But that can’t be true. I was in love with…” she trailed off as his eyes darkened slightly. “That may have been true. But even you can’t deny we’ve always had a connection. Your body and soul just recognized it before your heart and mind caught up.”

“You might be right about the connection thing. Even he noticed it. God you used to piss him off. It was the only time I ever saw him get mad. When he learned he was the Blue Knight and heard you claiming I was yours. We even had a fight or two because of you.” His eyes sparkled, “Oh really? Do tell.” “He was upset that I defended you. That I wouldn’t let him kill you. But it was at that point that I began to wonder if you truly did care about me. You had stepped between your friends and protected me. I just couldn’t let the Blue Knight kill you after that. But it wasn’t until after we broke up that he revealed just how much he disliked you. And he thought I’d always held feelings for you.”

She sighed and looked away from his eyes, but her vision caught something she had yet to notice and it made her gasp in surprise. Her sudden reaction had his response quickly disappearing from his tongue. Especially when he noticed where her eyes were currently fixated. “What… What’s that?” she squeaked. Sighing, he rolled to her side and flopped to his back, bringing her with him atop his chest. As much as he enjoyed having her beneath him, his arm was growing shaky and this was probably going to be a long discussion. She ‘eeped’ as she found herself sprawled atop him.

Sitting up at his side partially, she traced her fingers of what looked to be a tattoo between her fang punctures where she had bit him. “What does it look like?” he asked softly. He had a fairly good idea, but mate marks were personal. They were influenced by both the couple and the individual person. “Like you have a tattoo where I bit you. It’s a thin gold chain that loops between my fang marks. And hanging from it is a small golden key, but the teeth of the key look like rubies. It’s beautiful and looks so real. Like I could slip my fingers under the chain and hold the key. But where did it come from?”

She stared at the beautiful tattoo. The chain was so fine and delicate, but the detail was incredible. It truly looked real, and she had to touch it again to make sure it was really on his skin and not resting above it. He smiled wide, the fact that it was gold made his heart swell. He knew it would be a chain, but the token that fell from it was personal to them, and he had a pretty good idea why it was a key. For the chain tattoo on her shoulder carried a lock. “It’s called a mate mark. The final step in becoming mates. “Wait, you said that was even more intimate than marriage. Did you… Did you just make me your bride?”

Kish saw the panic flash across her eyes and wrapped his arms around her trembling form. “Shh. Calm down, Kitten. Yes, in my people’s culture we’re married in a sense. But the fact that it’s gold means there are no doubts in your heart. That I’m, that this, is what you want. A gold chain means you give your heart willingly and completely to me and the mating. If it had been silver, it would have meant that while you loved me dearly, there was still uncertainty. Happens with young couples or those of political matches. When the love was still growing. But a gold chain right away shows just how deeply you love me.”

Ichigo searched his eyes for any hint of a lie or falsehood, but all she saw was love shining in the golden depths. “Don’t you think this is a little fast. I mean you only came back into my life several hours ago and now we’re married. I mean don’t I get a say in this? You didn’t even ask,” she pouted.

Kish rolled his eyes, “You were the one that bit me, remember? And the one that accepted the mate bond. So, you had your say.” He winked at her. She playfully slapped his chest. “I only bit you because you bit me. It was an instinct to copy you.” Her eyes grew wide, “Don’t tell me I’ve got a tattoo too?” she squeaked. “And it’s beautiful,” he answered softly. “My parents are going to kill me,” she muttered. “What… What’s it look like?” she asked meekly. Kish lifted a hand and traced the delicate gold chain that hung between his fang marks. “Like yours, it’s a thin gold chain, but with a small golden lock hanging from it. The keyhole is an emerald cut in the shape of a heart.” “Why a lock and key? Or is that normal?” she asked curiously.

“The tokens are always personal to the couple. I believe ours are a lock and key because that’s what we are to each other. You’ve always been the lock around my heart. The walls I kept up to protect how much I love you. Ever since we were fighting, I had to keep my true love locked away. To keep us both protected. And I’m the key that finally set your heart free. You thought it yourself earlier. You’ve always been able to be yourself around me. So, I set you free in a way. The key to your cage. At least that’s how I interpret the tokens anyway.”

“Since when have you been such a romantic and deep thinker?” she teased. “I always have been. You just couldn’t stop trying to kick my ass long enough to have a real conversation with me,” he winked. “Well, you were always so damn annoying. And we were at war! Not to mention the whole trying to kill me thing,” she grumbled. “Fair point,” he said before stealing a quick kiss. All her panic and worries disappeared the moment his lips met hers.

Snuggling back against his chest, her head resting over his heart, she let herself enjoy the peaceful moment. One of his hands was lazily tracing up and down her spine while the other was shifting through her hair. Her mind started to wander again. ‘What were they going to do now?’ she thought to herself. “What do you mean?” he asked. “Would you stop reading my thoughts already,” she grumbled. “Sorry, Kitten. I can’t help it when you’re not shielding them.” Though her mind was still very active, he could tell her body was flagging, exhausted after the physical activities and the lack of sleep she’d been suffering from. He tapped a finger to her forehead, “May I?” She closed her eyes before answering, “I suppose.”

When she opened her eyes they were back in the café like common room of her mind. “Why are we back here and why the hell are we still naked?!” she squeaked. Laughing, “Because your body is tired, mate. And this way you can rest, and we can continue to talk. But only for another hour or so before your mind shuts down to rest as well. As for being naked, you mind, your rules. But probably because this is how your mind last saw us.” He took a seat on the couch, sprawling back. Not an ounce of shame or discomfort in his nudity. Ichigo, however, was blushing scarlet. “After everything we just did, and you still blush like that. And it still makes you look absolutely adorable.” He winked coyly at her.

Turning away, “So I can change things cause we’re in my mind?” she asked. “Yup,” he said popping the ‘p.’ Ichigo snapped her fingers, and she was suddenly back in her pajamas. Kish looked down, “Really, Kitten? I outranked this uniform years ago.” He was in the same clothes he used to wear when they were fighting. “It’s what I associate with you the most. But wait, it was a uniform?” she asked surprised. “Well of course. I was and am in the military. The tails on my pants show that I’m in the active military forces. My arm wraps denote rank depending on color.”

Ichigo was fascinated. There was still so much she didn’t know about this alien that had stolen her heart. “You mean even that childish get up that Tart wore was a uniform?” she asked. At the same time, she snapped her fingers. Kish rolled his eyes. “Very funny, Ichigo. If you don’t knock it off, I’ll leave.” He shot her a playful glare. She had put him in Tart’s old uniform. She burst out laughing. “Ok. Ok. I couldn’t resist. Sorry.” Another snap of her fingers and Kish was dressed in a pair of deep green pajama pants and nothing else. He tugged at the soft fabric and gave her an incredulous look. “What? I think you look sexy like that.”

“Well if my Kitten thinks I look sexy then I guess it’s fine,” he winked. “Now come here.” She slowly obeyed. As soon as she was within his reach, he grabbed her hands and pulled her into his lap. She found herself straddling his legs and his hands at the curve of her waist. “Still as handsy as ever,” she said rolling her eyes. “And for once you’re not running away or trying to attack me. As much as I loved our little fights, I’m enjoying this much more. Besides, you’re my mate now, I won’t be able to keep my hands off you.” His fanged smirk slid across his lips. “And in answer to your earlier question, yes, that ridiculous outfit was the uniform of the youngest in our military. Though his pants should have looked more like what I wore under my tunic, he insisted on cutting them short. Used to get teased for it a lot too.”

Idle hands ran over Kish’s chest while she thought and listened. There were so many questions racing through her mind. She felt like she barely scratched the surface on who Kish really was. As her fingers slid along a large scar that bisected his abdomen, Kish pulled her hand away, “What’s going through that pretty little head of yours?” He chuckled to himself in irony since they were currently sitting in her mind. Ichigo sighed and twined her fingers with his. “There’s still so much I don’t know about you or the others. I mean, I feel like I probably know you better than most, and yet I know next to nothing about you.” Kish cocked his head in though, “I’d say that’s pretty accurate. You’re one of the few people who’s ever gotten me to let my guard down. You can read me better than most. So, ask anything you want and I shall endeavor to answer to the best of my abilities” He used his other hand to tuck a lock of hair behind her ear.

“Take that for starters. I don’t remember you ever speaking so eloquently,” she pointed out. “As I said before, it wasn’t like you ever gave me a chance to have a full conversation with you. But I understand a lot of that was my fault. Which I am sorry for. It’s also been four years. And being in the higher echelons of the military and being forced to rub elbows with the higher aristocracy of my people, I had to dust off my manners and teachings my father and schooling drilled into me. In short, I had to grow up.”

She cocked a brow at him. “Don’t worry. I’m still the same cocky, arrogant, and perverted alien you fell in love with all those year ago. Just able to contain it better when needed,” he winked. “Well at least you finally admitted it,” she giggled. “I never actually denied it,” he said lifting his chin in indignation. She caught a lock of his hair that had fallen over his shoulder. “I love the new look by the way. The long hair suits you.” “Why thank you, Kitten. But that wasn’t a question,” his eyes twinkled in happiness at the compliment.

Ichigo giggled, “What crossed your mind just now? I could almost feel something pop inside your head.” Kish looked down and caught her eye. “I think it all just sank in that this really isn’t a dream. That I’m actually sitting here, half naked in my Kitten’s mind with her in my lap. That we’re mates and that you honestly complimented me. And to top it off, outside here, we’re currently naked in bed and curled in each other’s arms. I don’t think I had let myself fully believe until just now. All my dreams over the fast five years are finally coming true.”

“Kish! How am I supposed to even think straight when you say something like that?” Ichigo slid her arms around his neck as he used his thumb to wipe a stay tear off her cheek. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you.” “You didn’t. I’m just happy I could fulfill your dreams. And sorry that you’ve been so alone these past years.” Ichigo’s voice was soft as she tucked her head under his chin and rested her cheek against his cool chest. “I wasn’t completely alone. I had my cousins and a few friends to help me through the worst. And, honestly, to try and help me forget. Plus there was my work in the military and on the council which kept me busy.” His hands slipped under the back of her shirt, trailing his fingertips over her warm bare skin. “Your cousins?” she asked. “Pie and Tart.”

She leaned back so she could look up at him. “I didn’t realize you were related.” He nodded. “They’re brothers. And our father’s were brothers. When my father was executed, their family took me in. Though I’ve always seen Tart more as an annoying little brother.” His voice had gotten solemn, and Ichigo was almost afraid to ask her next question. Sensing her apprehension and curiosity, he beat her to it.

“My father was executed when I was seven. He was called a traitor because he openly spoke against Deep Blue and the idea to invade Earth. It was part of the reason Deep Blue chose me to lead the assault. Not only was I one of the best warriors and a bit of prodigy at creating infusers and predacites, but I had a chip on my shoulder. I was desperate to prove to everyone that I wasn’t like my father. That I wasn’t a traitor.” He chuckled dryly. “Look how well that turned out hm? Fell in love with the enemy and raised my own weapons against our so-called God. Guess I was more like my dad than I realized. Both traitors.”

“You were never a traitor,” she said cupping his cheek. “Yes, you have fallen in love with me, but you turned on Deep Blue when you suspected him of lying. And he had planned to kill not only everyone here, but everyone on your planet as well. Even before you got the Mew Aqua, you were trying to save your people. With the Mew Aqua, that’s exactly what you did. Even if you betrayal started because you fell in love with a stupid little cat-eared girl. Your heart was in the right place.” “You are many things Ichigo, but stupid is not one of them,” he interrupted.

Her cheeks warmed at the compliment. “And though I may not have liked how everything played out. In the end everything worked out as it should. Your people and mine are safe. From what I can tell, you’re people are now thriving with the Mew Aqua and we found each other again.” Kish lost himself in her glistening eyes. “Gods and goddesses, I don’t deserve you. But I’ll spend the rest of my life trying to prove to you that I do. I love you Ichigo, so very much.” He pulled her in for a slow soft kiss. When they parted, she whispered against his lips, “I love you too, Kish.”

“It’s time to rest, Kitten. I promise we can talk all you want tomorrow. And I’ll answer anything and explain everything I can.” Shifting her to his side, he began to stand. “Wait! What about my parents? They’ll freak if I’m not there when they get up.” She had completely forgotten that she wasn’t home. And she really didn’t want to return any time soon. She wanted to stay with Kish as long as she could. He looked down at her, “It’s alright, Kitten. As soon as you fall asleep, I’ll teleport to your place and implant a false memory of you telling them you were going to crash at the café after work. I’ll also grab your cell so you can let everyone know you’re alright tomorrow.”

“You can do that?” she asked, surprise clear in her voice. “It’s not easy. But Pai’s been working with me over the years in mental training. Originally to help me compartmentalize, well, you, but telepathy among other things can be incredibly handy on the battle field.” “Again, I’m sorry Kish.” “Hush. Enough of that. We’ve got all the time in the world to make up for the past. But I for one am looking forwards to our future.” He winked and gave her a heartfelt smile, before it shifted into his trademark shirk, his fang peeking between his lips. “And I know I’m definitely looking forwards to just how many ways I can get you to moan my name in bed.”

“Kish!” she shouted and went to punch his chest. He nimbly caught her fist. “Mm. You know I love it when you get feisty.” He pulled on her fist and she stumbled into his hard chest. “Perverted damn alien,” she muttered as he wrapped his arms around her. “Ah, but I’m you perverted alien,” he tsked.

Placing a kiss on her forehead, he pulled back. “Now rest, Kitten. Your body is already fast asleep and I can already feel your mind shutting down.” “Promise you’ll be there when I wake up?” she pleaded. “I give you my word. There’s nowhere else I’d rather be than at your side. Now that I have you, I’m never letting go. I love you, mate. Sweet dreams.” “I love you too. Good night.” When he vanished from her mind she closed her eyes and let sleep take her. It was the most peaceful and dreamless sleep she’d had in months.
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