Winter Memories

Disclaimer: I'm not creative enough to come up with something like Rurouni Kenshin. Watsuki-sensei is. All hail Watsuki-sensei! I'm also too poor and stupid to be making any money. I make no profit from this fic. This is all just for fun.
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The sun was setting in the west, casting its red light into the dojo's front yard and making the shadows of all the snow sculptures lengthen. Kenshin and Kaoru were gazing into each other's eyes. Kenshin smiled down at the girl in his arms. He noted the setting sun and falling temperature. Without a word, he carried Kaoru into the dojo, shutting and locking the shouji behind him.

Kenshin brought Kaoru into the living room where the main hearth was and set her down. Wordlessly, he took a fat log off the pile that was lying by the hearth, put it in and then got a roaring fire going, quickly warming the room.

Kenshin returned to Kaoru and knelt down in front of her, his violet eyes trapping her blues in his hypnotic gaze. Kaoru forgot all about wanting to pummel the swordsman. How could she remember such a thing when he was only inches away from her face and staring at her with those incredible eyes that were so unlike anyone else's? Something sparked between their gazes, something primal. Something Kaoru had never felt before and that Kenshin had felt once, long ago.

Kenshin pulled the wet tabi off Kaoru's feet and rubbed them with his hands to warm them up. Kaoru did the same for him. Wordlessly and gently, Kenshin untied Kaoru's hakama and pulled her out of it. He pulled her gi apart and pulled it down off her shoulders. Patiently and slowly he untwined the breast bindings, freeing her orbs from their prison. In a fluid motion, he slid her panties down her legs and tossed them aside. Kaoru reached up and loosened Kenshin's hair from its ponytail, causing it to spill over his shoulders in a fiery cascade.

Koaru undid the ties of Kenshin's hakama, which he kicked to the side. Kaoru slowly slid the dark green gi off Kenshin's shoulders. The fundoshi were the last thing to go. Kenshin gently pushed Kaoru into a lying down position. He sat on her pelvis and looked at the beauty laid out before him.

Kenshin traced his fingers down Kaoru's shoulders and over her breasts, sending shivers of pleasure down the shihondai's spine. Fingers and thumbs gently pinched and rolled the red nipples till they stood at attention.

Kaoru's hands traced over Kenshin's chest and torso. Her fingers gently traced the scars, both old and new that marred his otherwise perfect body. Kenshin's eyes never left her face. He saw the sorrow flash into Kaoru's eyes as she traced the large scar from the wound Enishi had inflicted on him.

Kenshin smiled lightly, touched by the girl's tenderness. He lowered himself onto her, his tongue gently touching at her lips, willing them to part for him. Kaoru's lips parted, giving Kenshin's tongue access to hers. Their tongues touched, danced and twined, filling a deep emotional need in both man and woman.

Kenshin and Kaoru's hands locked together as their lips continued to exchange the love between them. Kenshin's lips finally left Kaoru's as he planted a slow trail of warm kisses down her chin and into the core of neck and then to her right breast. Taking the already-hard nipple into his mouth, Kenshin slowly suckled and teased it with his tongue, very gently nipping it causing Kaoru to gasp in pleasure.

Kenshin's mouth left Kaoru's right breast and continued kissing a trail to her left, giving it the attention that it cried out for. Kaoru pulled her hands from his and very softly ran her fingertips up and down Kenshin's scarred back.

Kenshin gently pulled Kaoru back into a sitting-up position. Kaoru's tongue danced over his chest, taking his nipples into her mouth and lavishing her attention on them. Kenshin closed his eyes and sucked in his breath. With her arms still wrapped around his slim torso, Kaoru's mouth continued the trail down to his belly.

Kaoru kissed all the scars on Kenshin's torso, wanting to heal them with her love. Her tongue delved into Kenshin's navel, nearly sending him over the edge right then and there. Kaoru's eyes came to rest on his now erect member. She kissed it warmly, causing Kenshin to flinch.

Now he felt his member being embraced in wet warmth as Kaoru wrapped her lips around him. Gently she suckled at him, taking control of the man. Kenshin gasped for breath. Never in his life had he felt anything like this. His time with Tomoe, while it had been healing and peaceful hadn't been anywhere near this passionate or deep. Though Kaoru was 11 years his junior, this was an adult relationship with all the emotion and depth needed to heal his wounded heart.

Kaoru gently coaxed Kenshin down onto his back as she continued to suckle him and torture him sweetly with her lips and tongue. Kenshin was almost crying out at the sweet torture. He didn't want to come in this precious woman's mouth. It felt dirty to his conscious mind, but a deeper more primal instinct was in control, preventing him from pulling back.

Kaoru had never tasted or felt anything like Kenshin's erect manhood in her mouth. It was a strange sensation and yet it felt so right. Her tongue gently rubbed up and down the shaft and then to the head. She could taste the saltiness of Kenshin's pre-cum. She continued to pull, willing him to let go.

Kenshin couldn't fight it anymore and with a hoarse cry, he spilled himself into Kaoru's mouth as she drank his essence greedily. It was salty and musky and it was so right to her to take him in. It was like taking apart of Kenshin inside of her. Kaoru released Kenshin's tortured member from her mouth, but was not finished with him.

Kaoru straddled Kenshin and slowly lowered herself onto him, sheething him. When her maidenhead burst, she let out a little yelp and tears flowed from her eyes. Tears welled in Kenshin's eyes at the girl's momentary pain. Anything that hurt her hurt him too. She was his life, his reason for existing.

"Daijobuka koishi?" he asked, his voice choked with concern as he rubbed her back reassuringly.

"H-hai. Daijoubu," responded Kaoru, as she wiped the tears from his face with her fingers. The pain quickly subsided and was replaced by a feeling of fullness that Kaoru had never experienced before and wanted wholeheartedly.

Moving slowly, she began to thrust up and down on Kenshin's erect shaft. With a return of confidence, Kenshin began pumping in time with her, slowly and gently, his hands grasping her breasts and making her cry out as their movements caused waves of heat to travel between both lovers.

Kaoru lowered herself so that she and Kenshin were lying face to face, wanting to feel his body against hers. Together they thrusted in the primal rythm that is man and woman at love. Kaoru kissed and licked Kenshin's throat, causing him to groan in ecstacy. Kenshin ran his fingers up and down Kaoru's spine, grasping her buttocks as they thrust together.

The heat was rising and building. Kenshin could sense that Kaoru was starting to tire. It was time for him to take over. In one fluid movement he rolled over so that she was on the bottom and he was on top. Now he took over, thrusting in and out gently and slowly, willing the girl to keep the slow pace with him. Kenshin's movements were slow, gentle and patient. He wanted her first time to be special.

Kenshin's beautiful violet eyes captured Kaoru's blue ones again. In them she read the pleading, saying, 'Not without you.' The two kept pace moving as one. Kaoru and Kenshin's gazes never separated. As the pleasure became more and more intense, Kaoru started seeing stars and lights dancing in the background. Everything disappeared except for one thing, Kenshin's face.

Kenshin reached his peak and then spilled his hot seed into Koaru's depths. Pleasure crested and then exploded through her. Kenshin and Kaoru cried out together. When the explosions ended, an exhausted Kenshin collapsed on top of the girl he loved more than life itself.

"Aishiteru, koishi," he whispered to her, kissing her mouth before he let his head drop in exhaustion.

"Aishiteru, anata," Kaoru whispered back, stroking the tired swordsman's ruddy locks until she too fell into blissful sleep. Outside the winter winds picked up and the snow continued to fall. Inside Kenshin and Kaoru were deep in slumber and were aware of each other even in their dreams. This winter's day marked a new and happy memory for Kenshin, who now loved the winter for both its pain and pleasure.

~~Owari~~