One Shot for Aoshi Misao

I don’t own Aoshi or Misao. I don't make any money off this story at all. This idea is mostly mine, I do have to admit I got the idea from another author and if she says this is too much like hers then I will gladly take it down. I believe it was Shi-no-shibo (hope that’s spaced right) Again if you say its too close to yours, then I will surely take it down. I do give credit to the authoress.

Misao smiled wickedly as she wrapped something around the headboard. ‘He’ll fume, and want to get me back,’ Misao giggled. ‘Now if I can pull off the acting, and get him to think I am drunk, he’ll carry me in here, or at least drag me.’ Misao heard the lock click. ‘Ever since we have been together, he assists I lock the door, so protective, my Aoshi.’

“Misao?” Misao jutted out of her thoughts and flied through the bedroom door to greet him.

“Yes,” Misao started to stumble a little, continuing to walk toward him. Aoshi raised an eyebrow at her.

“Misao, what have you been drinking?” Aoshi questioned setting his stuff next to the door.

“*HIC* Vodka, why? Oh and some regular beer and....” Misao trailed off starting to giggle furiously.

“You can’t hold your liquor.” Aoshi stated dryly

“Sure I can,” Misao giggled even more. Aoshi shook his head, removed his shoes and walked over to her grabbing her right arm. ‘Dang, he’s gonna drag me, well I’ll fight back.’ “What’s the matter Aoshi?” Misao purred as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and buried her head against his chest.

“Your drunk, I am not going to touch you in any other way.” Aoshi stated harshly.

“Aww, your so mean.” Misao giggled more and wrenched herself from his grasp. “The only way you’ll get me to cooperate *HIC* is to carry me.” Misao took three steps, and fell onto the couch.

“You can’t even walk, I don’t have a choice.” Aoshi walked over and picked her up, while Misao wrapped her arms around his neck, making sure to keep her mouth away from him. ‘He always complains when I drink that my mouth reeks of alcohol, he’s smells it now I’ll be in trouble.’

Aoshi made it to the bed and dropped her on to it, and turned to walk out of the room.
“What’s your problem?” Misao hissed. ‘That wasn’t the way he usually sets me down.’ Misao disregarded her plan and stood up.

“What problem?” Aoshi asked between teeth. “My problem is that every time you have a day off you seem to drink.” Aoshi stated taking a step away from her. Misao smirked.

‘This may work to my advantage, now to cool him off.’ “Your so easy to trick,” Misao chuckled.

Aoshi whirled around on his heels to look at her. “What.” He glared at her.

“All you had to do...” Misao closed the distance and wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his face closer to hers. “...Was smell my breath, and you’d notice that I don’t smell of alcohol, do I. Misao smiled sweetly.

Aoshi took a moment to breath her scent, “No,” He replied, his eyes searching hers for an explanation. Misao smirked at him, and her lips met his in a harsh kiss as she used her body weight to turn him toward the bed. She placed her hands on his shoulders and pushed him towards the bed. He responded to the kiss and felt himself be pushed back. He broke the kiss gasping for breath.

Misao smirked she glanced around his arms and ran her hands down his arms back to the front of his shoulders shoving him to the bed, with all her strength. Aoshi fell backwards staring at her. His hands lay at his sides, still trying to gain his breath from the kiss. Misao straddled his waist, grabbing for the pieces of silk material she tied to the bed, before he came home.

She grabbed his right wrist and wrapped the silk around it, tying it securely. Aoshi jerked his hand, and looked at it. Misao grabbed his left wrist and tried to tie it as well, only to have Aoshi resist.

“Misao.” Aoshi’s voice sounded scolding. Misao slumped and laid her head on his chest, her hands resting on his shoulders. Aoshi reached his left hand up to untie his wrist, when Misao’s hands stopped him.


“Come on Aoshi.” Misao pleaded as she kissed his collarbone. Aoshi returned to trying to untie his right wrist. “Your no fun.” Misao batted his chest and went to get off of him.

“Why are you mad?” Aoshi grabbed her upper arm.

“You wouldn’t understand.” Misao said hurt.

“Misao tell me!oshioshi ordered.

Misao ripped her arm from his grasp and stood up and turned to face him. “You won’t ever let me please you.” Misao covered her mouth and took a few steps back. “I’m sorry.” Misao mumbled between her hands.

Aoshi’s eyes were wide and he stared at her flushed face. His left arm dropped to the bed. “Why does it bother you?” Aoshi stated flatly. He returned to trying to untie his right wrist.

“I want to return...” Misao trailed off wringing her hands. “Never mind.” Misao lowered her head and walked out the door.

Aoshi stared after her, and then untied hisst. st. He got up and followed her out into the other room. “Misao where are you going?” Aoshi ran his hand through his hair.

“I’m going to go home.” Misao stated.

“...”

“Yes stay silent like you always do when something doesn’t go your way. I try to do something I think would be nice for you and you just pass me away like usual. I do have feelings too Aoshi.” Misao raised her voice slightly and turned to face him, her eyes dull and sad as she looked at him.

“What can I do Misao? You have your own freedom I can’t stop you.” Aoshi grew angry.

“No you can’t, but you could try. Why do I even bother you don’t listen to a word I say unless it goes along with your ready made plans?” Misao bit harshly.

“Misao!” Aoshi growled.

“What, did I make you angry Aoshi, it would be a new emotion to show up on that face of yours. I mean all I ever see is a passive expressioven ven when we make love.” Misao hushed her last words.

Aoshi stared at her wide-eyed. “What do you mean Misao?” His eyes grew cold again.

“Your eyes change, but your face doesn’t.” Misao sighed and turned around, pulling her coat on. She placed her hand on the door handle. “You will know where I am.” Misao said quietly as she opened the door.

Misao jumped back as the door was slammed shut. “You won’t leave, running away solves nothing.” Aoshi growled.

“Well talking to you doesn’t either.” Misao folded her arms across her chest. “If it did I wouldn’t have to run away every time we have a stupid argument, because you don’t like something I do.” Misao’s eyes met his.

“...”

“Oh do stay silent Aoshi, that’s all you ever do.” Misao grumbled.

“The silence only seems to rile you more.” Aoshi replied.

“Now when did you discover this?” Misao asked sarcastically. She gained a smirk from Aoshi. Misao’s eyes went from anger to confusion.

“Your easy to rile Misao.”

“So!” Misao tried to regain her anger, but the smirk and the look in Aoshi’s eyes made it almost impossible. Misao bolted for the door, only to have the upper part of her left arm grabbed. She was turned around and slammed lightly against the door, Aoshi’s mouth gliding kisses down Misao’s neck. “’Aoshi.” Misao moaned as she tried to push him away.

Aoshi continued his assault until Misao’s arms fell back to her sides and pulled away. He smirked at her again, as he glanced over her flushed face. Her eyes were closed, and her fingers bent trying to hold something. Her eyes opened, and her flushed face became redder. “You always blush.” Aoshi stated passively as his right hand went to her check, and his fingers stroked it. Misao’s breathing slowed down and she turned her face away from the hand.

“I can’t help it,” Misao said obstinately.

“You could, but...” Aoshi stopped as he turned her chin, so their eyes could meet. “...but you wouldn’t really be you.”

Misao blinked at him, and tried to free her chin, but Aoshi’s mouth claimed hers in a heated kiss. Aoshi’s hand dropped from her chin and slid down her right arm. His other hand was placed against the door. Misao moved her arms so that her hands gripped his shoulders. She tried to push him closer to her, but he kept away.

The kiss broke and Misao hung from Aoshi, her legs wanting to collapse on her. Both their breathing came in pants, as Aoshi placed his head on her shoulder, his hand on the door holding him away from her. He nuzzled her neck, as Misao’s arms tighten. Misao kissed Aoshi’s neck as he continued to nuzzle her neck.

“Misao.” Aoshi breathed into her ear.

“Hmm?”

“I suppose if you want...” Aoshi broke off taking a deep breath. “...You could...”

Misao giggled lightly and loosened her arms. “Aoshi if it’s that hard to say, then I wont worry about it.” Misao sighed inwardly. She jumped as Aoshi slammed his hands against the door next to her head. She stared him in the eye.

“Let me finish Misao.” Aoshi took a breath. “Tie me up.” Aoshi looked anywhere but at Misao.

Misao blinked and smiled, her arms falling to her sides. “Only if you want to Aoshi.”
Misao heard him sigh and he nodded. Misao looked to his hands and then back at he side of his face. “You’ll have to let me go Aoshi.” Misao giggled. He turned his head and glared at her.

“How about we stay here then.” Aoshi licked his lips.

Misao’s cheeks reddened. She shook her head and then placed her hands on his shoulders to try and push him away, only to have him crush his body to hers. His mouth founds hers once more, and gave her a gentle yet luring kiss. Aoshi broke the kiss swiftly and then pushed him self away from the door. He walked into the bedroom.

Misao stared at him, as her right hand touched her lips. She smiled and then followed him. Misao closed the door slowly and saw Aoshi sitting on the bed. She glided over to the bed and ran her fingers down Aoshi’s bare arms. Misao pouted, “You took your shirt off.

Aoshi smirked, “Yes, but you couldn’t exactly take it off it with my arms bound.”

Misao smiled and kissed him, her fingers gliding over his chest lightly. Aoshi pulled away from the light caress, breaking the kiss. Misao smiled, ‘He always does that, how’s he going to react when he can’t move away.’

Misao wrapped the silk around Aoshi’s right hand, making sure that it lightly touched his wrist. Aoshi jerked a little, and Misao held his wrist as she tied it off. She did the same with the other wrist gaining the same reaction, a little less intense, but the same.

Misao got off Aoshi and undid her shirt. She let it slide off her shoulders slowly while looking Aoshi in the eye. Aoshi’s eyes followed the garment off her shoulders and groaned silently. Misao undid her bra clasp and let it fall to the floor as well. Aoshi’s arms pulled against the material.

“Can’t touch Aoshi.” Misao said seductively. She got a growl from Aoshi and smiled. She went to the bottom of the bed and crawled up the bed. She crawled over Aoshi until her lips wee an inch fris. is. She started to kiss around his lips and then down the left side of his face, she kissed to his ear, and lightly took his earlobe into his mouth, and pulled on it gently. Misao pulled away from his ear as she heard Aoshi groan.

She went back to kissing him. She kissed down his chin, and down the other side of his face repeating what she’d done to his left ear. Misao felt his arms fidget once again. She looked o his face, and saw his eyes wee closed. She kissed his lips, Aoshi responding immediately. Misao ran her fingertips down Aoshi’s chest. He broke the kiss turning his head to the right and moaned.

“Misao...” He gasped as she repeated her motion. “Your...taking...advantage.” He managed between gasps.

“Yes,” Misao bent down and licked his earlobe. Misao smoothed her hands over his chest, Aoshi’s eyes closing. “You always use to pull away, at first I thought it hurt.” Misao mumbled as she pulled back to look at him. As her right index finger drew light circles around his left nipple. Aoshi’s breathing started to quicken a little more. “Though I would always do that, and you would intake a breath.” Misao continued. Aoshi’s eyes were still closed, and he was biting his lip. Misao stilled her hand, and laid both hands flat on his chest. She laid her head over his heart. “Aoshi.” Misao breathed.

“What?”

“It’s not fair.” Misao voiced, confusing Aoshi. “You always say you want to hear me, but you wont let me hear you.” Aoshi stiffened. Misao rose to look at Aoshi, and he looked toward the wall. “Okay I won’t ask.” Misao sighed and started kissing his neck, raking her nails a little hardown own his chest. Misao jumped as Aoshi let out a loud moan. She smiled and sucked on his pulsed point. She kissed down his chest, licking one of his nipples, Aoshi’s arms jerked against the bonds once more. She did the same to his other nipple and continued down to his stomach, delving her tongue into his bellybutton. Aoshi jerked against the bonds once more and tried to get away from her mouth. Misao smirked as she placed her hands on hi hips, stalling any of his movements.

She pulled her mouth away from his belly button. She slid her hands down his legs, gaining a strangled moan from him. She smiled as she grasped his legs being careful not to put enough pressure to take his pants off yet. She glanced as his hardening member, and knew she would have to remove his slacks soon.

“Aoshi,” Misao purred. His eyes opened to look at Misao, his head lay to the right, panting. “Aoshi,” She repeated.

“What?” Aoshi questioned.

“You still mad at me for earlier. Misao placed the back oh her nails on his ankles and dragged them over Aoshi’s clothed legs. She felt him shiver slightly.

“No,” He let a breath of air out and shuddered. “Misao please I...” He trailed off as Misao’s fingers went under the waist of the pants. She removed her fingers, and gained a growl from Aoshi. She smirked and then started yanking the pants down his legs. Aoshi lifted his waist to help her. His breathing increased as the fabric came in contact with his erect manhood.

Misao pulled the slacks down his legs and then threw them off the bed, when they were completely off. She pulled his boxers down the same way. She stood up, and took a step away from the bed. She slowly let her gaze fall over his lean form. She licked her lips’ as his muscles seem to twitch under her gaze. “Aoshi,’ she breathed.

“Misao,” Aoshi growled as he was forced to open his eyes, to catch hers. He stilled completely at her stare. “What?” He question as her stared lingered on his erect manhood.

“Your so...gorgeous...” Misao stuttered, and then turned her head. “Sorry to stare, it’s just your so...”

Aoshi smirked, as Misao turned her head to meet his eyes once again. “Yes you already said it, Misao please, I need some...” He trailed off as a loud moan left his lips. Misao sat on thd. d. He closed his eyes and arched his body a little. Misao stared at his face as she slowly slid her hand up and down his length. His face clenched into a look of pain, but his body suggested otherwise.

His arms pulled against the bonds, and his head fell back onto the pillow. His hips moved lightly with her hand. “Aoshi, I’ not hurting you am I?”

“No....” Aoshi chocked out trying to hold back another moan. Misao lifted her hand away from him. He growled in annoyance. He lifted his head and opened his eyes, glazed with need. He opened his mouth to speak, but stopped when Misao’s, mouth engulfed his manhood. Aoshi’s arms jerked once more, pulling the metal headboard away from the wall slightly. It rang as Aoshi’s head went back once more. “Misao stop!” Aoshi called out.

Misao was lost in trying to pleasure Aoshi. She wanted so bad to taste him, ‘Aoshi always does that to me and it feels so wonderful, I wonder how he would react if I did that.’ Misao pulled her hand away, and heard Aoshi speak, but didn’t hear the words as she engulfed him into her mouth. Misao moved her tongue around on him, and started to suck lightly. Miseardeard the ring of the headboard and then started to suck a little harder. She heard Aoshi yell stop, but continue placing her tongue on the slit. She heard Aoshi howl her name, and her mouth filled with his seed. She did her best to get most of it. She pulled back and looked at him. He was panting, sweat making his bangs cling to his forehead. His body glistened and it shook a little from the orgasm. Aoshi opened his tired eyes to look at Misao’s.

She smiled, as his eyes closed for a second then opened once more. “You always are intent on finishing what your doing.” Aoshi chuckled breathless.

Misao blinked, “What do you mean?” She saw Aoshi smirk and scrunched her face in anger and placed her hands on his chest, slowly dragging her nails lightly across his chest, causing Aoshi to intake a breath and try to get away from the touch. “I’m serious.” Misao whined.

“You didn’t hear me ask you to stop then.” Aoshi chuckled again. Misao blushed lad laid her head on his chest.

“No, I didn’t hurt you did I?” Misao’s voice sounding small hit Aoshi’s ears.

“No, you did anything but that.”

“I did hear you, but I just wanted to give you pleasure like you give me.” Misao buried her head against his chest, her hands going to his shoulders. Misao blushed and clung to his form. “Is that a bad thing Aoshi?”

“No, its not.” Aoshi replied without a thought. “I just never thought about you returning anything.” Aoshi sighed.

“You ready for a little more?” Misao asked with a wide smile.

Aoshi blinked at her, and a *small smiled graced his lips. * Misao took that as a yes and started to kiss her way down his chests, licking a couple scars on his shoulders. She got a growl from Aoshi, and smiled. Misao ran her hands over Aoshi’s muscular stomach, up his chest pinching his nipples slightly, and then continuing over his collarbone, and up to his neck. She spread her hands over his raised shoulders. Sweeping her hands up his arms, making sure to touch lightly. She came to the bonds and lightly pulled his arms free

*I think I got that from another story if so sorry. *

Aoshi blinked as he felt his wrists fre freed. “Misao I thought...”

He was cut off as Misao attacked his lips. His hands stayed limp, as the flopped to the bed. “I know.” Misao lowered her head back down to his chest and she sighed. “I had my fun and I did give back to you, anymore would be torture in my eyes.”

Aoshi wrapped his arms around Misao. “Torture for who?” Aoshi took the opportunity to flip them so Misao was under him.

“You.” Misao said a blush coming to he cheeks.

“Already has been,” Aoshi said as he started nibbling her neck.

“Aoshi,” Misao sighed. He smirked and grabbed her wrists. “Aoshi,” Misao scolded as she struggled to get free of his grasp.

“Misao,” Aoshi scolded right back. He put Misao’s wrist in his left hand and held them above her head. He worked on untying the knot of the strip of silk on the right side. HE managed to get the knot done and wrapped it around Misao’s wrists. He tied the other side of the strip to the bottom most bar, and backed away as Misao started to pull, tug, scream, and thrash.

“Aoshi, please untie me.” Misao whined with a put on her face. She saw Aoshi smirk at her and grew angry.

“You never finished unsingsing.” Aoshi sat on the bed, and cupped her small, but nicely shaped, breasts. Misao moaned, and closed her eyes. “Tell me where you want to be touched Misao. It feels different when you can’ touch the other person.” His fingers started tracing circles down her arms. Misao jerked her arms trying to get free of the bond.

“Aoshi,” Misao gasped as she threw her head back. Misao felt his fingers still and looked up to him.

“Tell me Misao.” He stated huskily.

Misao groaned as his fingers moved once more. “Anywhere Aoshi, it feels so good.” Misao gasped and jerked her hands. She glanced at Aoshi and he smirked. Aoshi stopped the lazy circles on her arms, and ran his fingers lightly down the rest of her arms.

Misao whimpered at the touch and tried to reach for more. Aoshi placed his palms on her heated skin and ran them down her chest. Misao arched into the contact and moaned. Aoshi smirked and bent down. His lisp met hers and Misao struggled against the bond once more. Aoshi pushed a finger into her. Misao’s eyes widened and she broke the kiss with a loud moan. She turned her head to the side, as Aoshi slowly slid his finger in and out of her.

Aoshi bent down and started kissing her neck. Misao mewled at the touch and her breathing sped up, as did Aoshi’s finger. Misao tugged n the bond again and again. Misao moaned as she could feel her release coming. “Aoshi,” Misao squeaked as he nipped her nipple. He took the bud into his mouth, and swirled his tongue around it.

“AOSHIIII,” Misao called as she came. Misao opened her closed eyes and looked at Aoshi. Her chest heaving as she tried to regain her breath. Misao watched as Aoshi licked his finger clean and then kissed her. Misao broke the kiss by turning he head once more. She gasped for breath, and glanced at Aoshi, who was smirking.

“Misao,” Aoshi breathed. “Did you finally see what you wanted to see when I was tied? Aoshi untied her wrist and Misao wrapped them around Aoshi’s neck and pulled him down to her, Aoshi’s arms braced on either side of Misao.

“Yes I did,” Misao closed her eyes and too a deep breath, reopening her eyes. She pulled Aoshi down further so their lips met. The kiss broke and Misao smiled. “I just had to catch you off guard for once.” Aoshi blinked at her and then chuckled.

“That can happen whenever Misao.” He smiled and then startengringrily kissing her neck once more.

“Aoshi you would...” Misao was cut off as he kissed down the left side of her neck and then moved to the right. He nibbled on her earlobe lightly, when she tried to speak.

“No more words, feel.” Aoshi growled. He kissed down the right side of her neck, along her collarbone then went lower. He nipped her breasts and soothed the nips with his tongue. Misao mewled and her hands grasped his shoulders. Aoshi took a nipple into his mouth and suckled on it lightly. Misao moved her hands into his hair, tugging at it lightly. He switched over to the other nipple and his right hand massaged the now unoccupied breast.

Misao closed her eyes and ran her hands down his back. Aoshi moved lower and kissed her stomach, gaining a squeal from Misao as he delved his tongue into her belly button. Aoshi smiled as he sat back. He gazed at Misao’s flushed skin and her close eyes. He kissed her once again, laying his body over hers. Misao could feel him against hhighhigh and smiled into the kiss. Aoshi broke the kiss and started kissing her neck once more, as Misao wound her arms around his neck. Aoshi kissed Misao once more, and entered her.

Misao squealed into the kiss, and she pulled Aoshi impossibly closer to her. Aoshi stayed still for her to get use to him. Aoshi started pumping into Misao slowly. Aoshi buried his head against the right side of Misao’s neck.

Misao hands went into Aoshi’s hair as she met his thrusts. Aoshi nibbled on Misao’s neck, as his thrust sped up.

“Aoshi,” Misao whispered as she felt her climax building, Misao’s arms trying to pull Aoshi closer to her body. Misao threw her head back as she came. Aoshi wasn’t far behind.

Aoshi lay over Misao, being careful to keep as much weight as he could off her. Misao’s hands ran through Aoshi’s hair absently. Aoshi rolled to the side, gaining a mewl of disappointment from Misao. He smiled and pulled her to him. Misao laid her head against his chest and wrapped an arm ad hid his waist.


ACK I have no clue why the ending sucks arghhhhhhhh sorry people I tried really I did, but I ran out of ideas. If you wondering why most of this is mainly centered around Misao, I mean to do a sequel well sort of. Except this time it’ll be mainly around Aoshi hearing his thoughts and stuff. I may add more to this later and I may not but I have been working on this for about two weeks and want to post it.

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