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Moondance	By : DrunkenScotsman Category: +M to R > Rosario Vampire Views: 11329 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Characters and world of Rosario+Vampire are the intellectual property of Ikeda Akihisa. I make no money from writing this piece.

Chapter List
- 5
- 6
- 7
Chapter 6: Night Moves
- Angst, FemDom (mild), BP (mild)
Consciousness returned to Tsukune when he felt something caress his chest, almost tickling. Something similar in texture, and just as warm, stroked his face and ruffled his hair. He opened his eyes and blinked them to bring the world into focus.
What he saw astounded him.
Kneeling beside the mattress, Moka leaned forward over him, trailing her hands over his chest and face. Dim orange light bathed her skin in a warm, alluring glow. Every inch of her body was visible, including her generous breasts crowned with stiff nipples and her smooth, bare groin. Tsukune’s eyes widened.
Once Moka noticed Tsukune was awake and that he was seeing her – all of her – she blushed. The young man could see that his date was fighting the urge to cover herself. He smiled at her and reassured her, “I can think of much, much worse ways to wake up.”
Moka took his hand in hers. I want you to wake up to this every day, she wanted to say. Aloud, she said, “I couldn’t sleep. I might have to take you up on your offer.”
“I’d be glad to help,” he replied, kissing her hand, which brought a smile to the young woman’s lips. “Just tell me how you want to be touched.”
“Why don’t I show you?” she asked. Moka, to his surprise, placed his hand on her breast; her eyes drifted shut as he began to knead. “You’ve earned this much, at least, since I’ve been m-more than a handful,” she joked, referencing the fact that his hand couldn’t fully encapsulate her soft, supple flesh, “tonight, and ever since we m-met.”
Tsukune licked his lips as he fondled the beautiful vampire’s breast. He loved the look of delight on her face, the sound of her gasps, the feel of her shuddering. She leaned further forward; Tsukune, feeling bold, reached with his other hand to cup the as-yet-untouched half of her bosom. Moka rewarded him by murmuring his name.
After the initial rush of pleasure, the young woman resumed the wandering of her hands. One inevitably alighted on the young man’s groin, stiff once more to her delight. She stroked at first through the fabric but quickly decided she wanted more. Fixing Tsukune with her gaze, which he perceived as smoldering with barely-restrained desire, Moka tugged his boxers free of his erection and yanked the underwear down to his knees.
Tsukune groaned when she grasped him. Her strokes along his length were slow and tantalizing. The young man sat up, closing the distance between their faces. His eyes drifted shut. This time, I’m gonna kiss her for sure…
Moka, however, had other ideas. Unable to ignore her carnal cravings any longer, and sensing her opportune moment, she made her move. The young woman climbed onto the mattress and straddled the young man in one move, pinning his wrists beside his head. Her sopping privates pressed against his rigid member, gliding easily when she rocked her hips.
“Enough foreplay,” Moka informed, or perhaps commanded, him. The sensation of herself grinding against him served only to stoke her passions. She quivered in anticipation.
Tsukune looked up at his date, thoroughly but pleasantly surprised. “Moka… are you sure?”
“I can’t wait for this forever, and this is my best chance to do this with you in private,” she replied with a decidedly naughty smirk. “I suppose I could climb off now and leave you stewing in your lust,” she teased, “but I wouldn’t be atop you if I weren’t sure about this.” She moved along him in more pronounced strokes; he groaned with desire.
Quit stalling, Moka chided herself. I want this as much as he does, and to stop now would be cruel. But am I really ready to share myself like this with Tsukune? Even if I love him, after this, there’s no going back…
Their eyes met. Both teens flushed as they saw the raw, unfettered desire in each other’s eyes. They felt their bodies align just so, and Moka sank downward onto Tsukune.
She shuddered. She gasped. She relaxed, reveling in the lack of pain and the rush of pleasure from penetration. She squeezed her eyes shut.
He grunted, shocked at the speed and ease with which he became enveloped in her slick warmth. He wished his hands were free to touch her legs, her waist, her face, anything. He wished she’d look at him, but at least he could read the ecstasy on her face.
We’ve become one now, they thought at the same instant.
Moka began moving her hips, rocking up and down at a slow, almost agonizing pace. Her fingernails dug into Tsukune’s wrists, her breath quickening along with her pace. Pleasure poured through her body and triggered muscle spasms in her legs, hands, neck, and back.
Unable to do much besides lie beneath his date, Tsukune let Moka ride him. She felt wonderful around him, of course, but his surprise that she wanted this kept him from truly abandoning himself to the moment. The young man contented himself with what pleasure he felt and with watching Moka’s face contort and her body convulse.
Feeling herself nearing her peak, the young woman sped up her movements. Her eyes squeezed even tighter, to the point that Tsukune thought she might be in pain. She clenched her teeth as her whole body quivered like a leaf. An indulgent sigh escaped her lips just as he tried to lean upward to ask her if she was alright.
The vampire released her grip on her human lover’s wrists as the ripples of her climax subsided. I can barely hold myself upright, she thought, noting as well how short of breath she was. I’ve never felt… felt so… so weak before… except after giving Tsukune my blood.
Is this what it means to be in love – to feel constantly weak?
While Moka processed her emotions and caught her breath, Tsukune sat up a bit. Uncertainty and conflict shone through her eyes when they opened, as though she might regret what they’d just done. Intent on comforting her, he reached to caress her cheek, but she shied away. He saw the mask fall back into place once more. He lay back down in frustration.
“Please, Moka, don’t regret what just happened,” he soothed. “I could tell you really enjoyed it… and I did, too,” he added with a small smile.
The young woman nodded. “Did you, really?” she asked, becoming increasingly aware of his lightly-twitching erection deep inside her. “You, ah, didn’t finish.” Her cheeks flushed, and she looked anywhere but at him.
“It’s okay,” he reassured her. “What you did earlier was for me, and this was for you.”
Now Moka did look at him, and Tsukune thought he saw a flicker of sadness in her eyes. “L-Let’s continue,” she suggested. “I don’t want to… be a poor lover, not when you’ve been such a good one to me.”
Tsukune’s rebuttal was forestalled when Moka resumed moving her hips, her slick, wet heat gliding along his still-stiff member. For the moment she rested her hands on his shoulders. Her whole body jerked as their bodies found their previous rhythm once more.
“Touch me, Tsukune,” she murmured, “anywhere you like.”
The young man groaned as he let his hands wander. He couldn’t reach her face from this position, so he settled for exploring the skin of her legs, rear, waist, stomach, arms, and breasts, every inch of Moka more sumptuous than the last. He especially enjoyed feeling the muscles of her legs and rear as they worked, flexing and relaxing to lift and lower her while orgasmic tremors wracked her body.
Unlike before, though, Tsukune found himself being swept along with Moka’s passionate intensity, now that he felt more able to contribute actively to their lovemaking. Unlike before, her eyes remained open and locked with his, so he could witness every nuance of emotion rushing through her. Caught up in the swirl, he found himself being pulled nearer and nearer to the precipice.
“You were… wrong before,” whispered Moka between gasps of pleasure. She caressed his cheek with a soft smile and, with the same hand, took one of his. Their fingers intertwined as she explained: “This was… for both of us.”
Tsukune searched Moka’s eyes and murmured her name. She responded in kind. Both teenagers felt their climaxes approach.
The young woman leaned down. She’s going to kiss me this time, exulted the young man. I can feel it.
This is my best chance, thought Moka. I should tell him how I feel now. If he… doesn’t feel the same… I’ll just claim I blurted it out in the moment and I didn’t mean it. “Tsukune,” she began aloud, “I—“
In that moment, though, she was cut off as the two young lovers peaked together. Tsukune groaned as he seeded Moka’s depths. That sensation awakened a dormant portion of her vampire psyche, spurring her to lunge towards her lover’s neck and bite down, hard, with fangs fully extended. The human cried out in surprise, shock, and pain.
Upon hearing him, Moka fought down her instincts and pulled herself away from Tsukune’s neck in horror. She scrambled off of him and sat upright on the edge of the mattress, as far away from him as possible. Warm blood dribbled down her chin; the vampire clapped her hands over her mouth, both to keep it from dripping onto her body or the sheets or the carpet and to hide her bloody lips from Tsukune. Her eyes were wide with shock, and she tried, to limited avail, to ignore the succulent flavor dancing over her taste buds.
The dumbstruck human pressed his hand against his neck to stanch the bleeding. It shouldn’t be bleeding, he worried. It never does the other times she feeds – the other Moka, anyway. Is that one of the differences between them? At least the bleeding could be worse…
Despite his dizziness, he tried to sit up, to wrap his arms around Moka and tell her it was okay. He couldn’t quite make it, though, and fell back again almost instantly. Black edges narrowed his vision.
What have I done? agonized Moka. I just bit him… the one I love… while we were… intimate… I think I nearly killed him. I couldn’t help it. I just wanted to bite him so badly at that moment… I... I’m a monster. I’m too much a monster for him.
The young woman stood and dashed to the washroom. Using various paper products – dry due to her issues with water – she blotted her face and hands dry of Tsukune’s blood, resisting the urge to lick her fingers clean. She also took the opportunity to dry her thighs and privates of Tsukune’s warm seed that dripped out in streaks as she ran into the room. Her hands shook as the enormity of everything that had transpired crashed onto her conscious mind like one of her kicks.
I’ve ruined everything, she berated herself. He was already afraid of me before tonight. Now he won’t want to let me out more often. He’ll think I only want his body and blood to sate my appetites, when what I want most is his heart. But I’ve lost that now; he’ll never want to… become one with me again. She refused to cry, though, and girded herself – figuratively speaking – and returned to the bedroom, intent on facing the music for what she’d done.
Much to her surprise and relief, Moka found her erstwhile lover still conscious, leaning on one elbow. He still clamped his hand against his neck, wincing as though the spot were still tender, even though the bleeding had stopped. Thank goodness, she thought as she sat on the edge of the mattress, again as far from him as she could manage.
Breaking the silence, her voice soft, nearly inaudible, she explained, “I don’t know what came over me, what possessed me to… to do that…”
“It’s okay,” he answered. The young man considered but rejected the idea of scooting closer, both because he still felt weak and because he didn’t think she wanted him to. “I kinda figured it… wasn’t intentional. Just one of your… monster instincts.” Moka winced at the word “monster,” prompting Tsukune to backpedal: “Really, Moka, I’m okay and I’m not upset.”
Moka turned to face him, her face as stricken as he’d ever seen her. Maybe it’s not that he doesn’t deserve a vampire like me, she reflected. Maybe a vampire like me doesn’t deserve someone like him.
“You didn’t deserve that,” she told her beloved earnestly. “You deserve… you deserve the other me.” Her voice wavered as she spoke. “She wouldn’t attack you like that. If you don’t want me around after this… if you ask me to put on the rosary right now and leave it on until you need me to fight… if you want me out of the way of you and that other me,” she swallowed, “I’ll understand. I won’t object.”
Now Tsukune did manage to scoot a tad closer to her, his hand brushing hers. “No way,” he chuckled. Moka fixed him with a quizzical look. “You’re both equally important to me.”
“Still, if you want the outer me to wake up beside you and to kiss you,” she told him, “I won’t hold it against you.”
Tsukune shook his head adamantly. “You said you wanted one date,” he replied, “and the date isn’t over until we get back to Yokai Academy.”
A small, touched smile rested on the vampire’s lips as she lay down beside her human companion. She surprised them both by snuggling close to him. “You’re a man of many surprises, Tsukune,” she almost purred. “I’m sure my other self will have a wonderful time when you take her out on a date.”
“You mean it?” exclaimed the young man. Moka nodded, and Tsukune leaned forward as if to kiss her excitedly.
However, she stopped him with a finger on his lips. “You didn’t ask,” she reminded him playfully. Should I tell him now, now that all is forgiven between us?
“May I?”
“By all means.”
Their first kiss, after all the evening’s prior excitement, proved brief and almost chaste. Moka figured that Tsukune likely lacked the energy for anything more than the few seconds their lips pressed together. Once it was over, Moka rested her head on Tsukune’s chest and listened to the sound of his heartbeat. Exhausted, both teenagers drifted off into a deep, unperturbed slumber.
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A/N: Greetings, readers. I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter. Please let me know what you thought via rating, review, or posting to the discussion thread on the forum (link in Ch3 AN).
Due to some unforeseen summer employment, I won't be at home to update on Wednesdays until later in the evening throughout the month of July. I hope that won't cause too much inconvenience for everyone. I may begin updating on Fridays instead; I haven't yet decided. Regardless, I also hope that it won't delay my completion of the next installment of this series; I'll keep y'all posted as things develop.
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