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- 1-Sacrificial Bride
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Sacrificial Bride (temporary
title)

Author Collaboration: C-san,
Kat-chan, Mona


�It�s the only way, Yuki-kun.�


�I can�t believe that. Honda-san, please reconsider!�


�Yuki-kun.� Toru smiled at him and resumed packing her belongings into a small
set of boxes. �I gave my consent, months ago. Akito-sama wanted to wait to
announce it to the family until my graduation. But that�s past now. The wedding
is next week. Please be happy for us.�


Yuki exhaled sharply. �Why call him that, Akito-sama?�


�He is to be my husband and the head of the Souma family. I must give him the
respect due to both positions. It was my choice, Yuki-kun,� Toru said, voice
serious.


�He doesn�t love you��


�I know.�
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��like I do.�


�I know, Yuki-kun.� Toru smiled again. �But he promised me. If I gave myself tim, im, you can go to college and continue to live with Shigure-san. And Kyo can
be free to do what he wants. Akito-sama won�t imprison him. That�s enough for
me.�


�Honda-san shouldn�t have to manage that. The price is too high. Kyo, myself,
we can protect ourselves. Please reconsider, please. We couldn�t live with
ourselves, knowing that�� Yuki looked to be on the verge of tears, hands
clenched fists where he knelt by the door. �Knowing that he has complete
control over you. You can�t know what that�s like until you�ve been there.
It�it could kill you. He could kill you.�


Toru stopped her packing and stood, moving to kneel two feet from him. From a
pocket, a handkerchief appeared. She offered it to him with a gentle hand.


�Mom protected me as long as she could, with her body and her heart. Now
I can return the favor to two people I care deeply for, with this worthless
body and small heart. Please don�t imagine the consequences.� Toru folded some
final articles of clothing into a brown box. Laid out were the few remaining
things � pajamas, toiletries, a change of clothes, that she would neefgrefore
the wedding. It was as if everything was done, and Yuki could do nothing.


�You�re not worthless! Not your body, and not any other part of you,� he
insisted, wiping a tear from the corner of his squeezed-tight eyes. �Don�t ever
think that!�


�But this is where I can do the most good, with what little I have. I can repay
your kindness of these last two years,� Toru said, face full of conviction. As
Akito-sama�s wife, maybe I can help him and you at the same time. I think it is
a worthwhile occupation for myself.�


�I�we, both Kyo and I, think you�re so much better than that. You don�t owe us
anything. We wanted to give what we had. We gave it freely, and � and we really
can manage. We have for so many years already��


�Yuki.� Toru stopped him, placing a finger on his lips. When did she become
this close? �I understand how you feel. But this is something I need to do. I
will have my own room in the Honke � Akito-sama has promised me this. It may be
he just wants to keep me close by him.�


�And away from us,� he said, mournfully. �Will we even be allowed to see you?�


�Yes,� she nodded. �He won�t restrict me so much, I am certain. He can be�
almost gentle, if he wants to be. I�ll be safe, I�m certain.�

Her
smile was almost painful. No � it was excruciatingly so. Toru actually believed
the words she was saying. That made it all so much harder to bear. She had no
idea what she was being drawn into, and she walked into it blindly.

�There
is one thing�� she started.

Yuki
blinked. �Yes, what, what�s the matter?�pan>

�I
have a small request to convey. I hope you will say yes.�

�If
it is within my abilities, I will do it, I promise you, Honda-san,� he said, a
desire to help in some appreciable way filng tng through his voice.

�I�m
glad to hear that, Yuki-kun,� Toru beamed. �Akito-sama requests you be his best
man. Please accept his offer!�

Yuki�s
stomach fell to his knees, his lungs deflated as if they had been squeezed of
axygexygen in one sack. The best man? How could he?

Stupid
question. As Toru smiled up at him, happy as if there were not a care in the
world, Yuki knew exactly how.

Toru
looked almost lost inside the bulk of the oddly shaped and humped white wedding
kimono. Ayame danced around her, making finishing touches.

�It�s
a shame there wasn�t time, I could have made you a gorgeous wedding gown,
worthy of your perfect beauty!� he exclaimed, straightening the collar of the
outer kimono. Toru smiled from beneath the elaborate headdress.

�I ld hld have loved that, Ayame-san. But Akito-samntednted a traditional wedding,
and we had so little time.�

Ayame
halted his dance before her and took Toru�s hand. �It looks exquisite. You are
an excellent Japanese bride. I only wish I could have done more to help.�

�But
you did! You helped me get ready,� Toru nodded so insistently the headdress
shook upon her head, testing the foundation of pins holding it in place. �I
thought Kisa would help, but she couldn�t stop crying; I hope she etteetter
now�� she trailed off.

�I�m
glad to hear that,� Ayame said. �You know we all worry about our Toru. We only
want the best for you, you know.�

�I
know. I am so grateful! Eto�� Toru paused. �Thank you, Ayame-san.�

�For
what, Toru-kun?�

�For
not trying to talk me out of this. Thank you for supporting me,� a hint of
sadness seeped into her voice. �Everyone else says this is a mistake. But this
is my mistake to make, it�s something I have to do to protect the ones I love.
I wish more people would understand.�

Aya
squeezed her hand, and led her to the door. �It�s almost time, Toru-kun. You
make an elegant Japanese bride. If anyone can shake Akito of his cruelty, it
should be you. It�s a noble goal. I will support you as much as I can. I�m
certain the others will as well.�

�Mm!�
she blushed. �Thank you, Ayame-san. Thank you.�

Outside,
the grounds of the Shinto shrine still held elements of a spring chill. The sky
was overcast, but stubbornly refused to rain � rain would have been a boon. It
was good luck for a wedding day, to cement the foundations of a new marriage.

The
outdoor structure before the shrine was full of people barefoot and surrounding
her in seats neat rows of seats, their shoes shed before entering. Most of them
were important members of the Souma family, like Momiji�s father or Yuki and
Ayame�s parents. Out of place, seated to one side was her grandfather and the
rest of the family, the latter looking for all the world as if they were in a dream.
Their niece wed the young leader of one of the wealthiest and secretive old
families of the city? Unbelievable.

Across
from them, the only Jyuunishi represented in the structure were two of the
eldest, Shigure and Kureno. And Yuki. In his formal kimono, Yuki looked as
handsome as Toru had ever seen him. And as a Western-type best man in
Japanese-type ceremony, he simply stood, out of place. Why Akito had assigned
him such a position Toru didn�t know. But she was grateful to have a familiar
face near-by, one she knew was worried about and cared for her.

The
rest of JyuuJyuunishi and a crowd of lesser guests and onlookers stood outside
the structure, watching the progress. She knew they were theeveneven if she
couldn�t see them. Momiji and Hiro with Kisa between them. Toru hoped she had
stopped crying. Haru, taking the opportunity with Akito�s back turned to stand
closer to Rin than he might have otherwise dared. Hatori and Mayuko-sensei
together � Toru suspected this was a quiet date for the two of them. Ayame with
Mine, the two having taken custody of Ritsu that day, who was dressed in an
awkward and strangely unbecoming male kimono and certainly still weeping
openly. And apart from everyone else, Kyo stood alone, with Kagura floating
nearby.

Before
her stood a pair of Shinto priests with accompanying priestesses. Beside her
stood Akito, looking slim and elegant in a male wedding kimono. Behind her were
offerings for the marriage. A priestess appeared with the final cup of sake.
One by one, they drank. It was done.

It
was done. Souma Toru-san looked over the crowd, the new wife of an ancient
family.

Souma
Toru smoothed the fabric of her third kimono for the day, tied with care in the
Honke by one of the house servants for her last appearance at the outdoor
reception. She and Akito had one final appearance to put in before they retired
for the night, although the party might go on for some time without them. As
she emerged into the hallway, Akito stood before her, flanked by Kureno.

�You�re
dressed again, Toru-san,� Akito said, a hint of something unnamable in his
voice. At some point that day, he had taken to calling her Toru-san at every
opportunity. It made her a little uncomfortable, the way the words rolled off
his tongue so quickly.

�Well
then, let�s go say good night to everyone. Nee, Toru-san?� There it was again.
Akito turned and walked down the ral ral hallway, she following at a respectful
three paces behind. His kimono was less formal than the elaborate wedding dress
he wore earlier, but still shone a bright black where light caught the silk
fabric. It was elegant, refined, and worn on a body like his, accustomed to
such treatment � Toru hardly knew what to do with herself in her own, brand new
kimono. If it had been anyone else�s wedding, anyone with no massive disposable
income on the level of the Souma�s, all wedding attire would have been rented,
too expensive to buy on its own. But in her case, Kureno had taken her out, and
with the assistant of a house servant picked her several formal traditional
kimono that in cash form probably could have fed her for a year. There was also
a pair of kimonos for daily wear, a summer yukata, and small wardrobe of
clothing appropriate to her new station in life. Blacks, white, grays, cold
colors that Akito seemed to prefer, as he picked them out. It was all so
overwhelming.

They
emerged from the Honke main entrance to grounds brightly lit with lanterns and
festivities. Various Soumas and business associates milled about,
happy-looking, warmed by liquor on the cool, cloudy night. Though she scanned
the crowd, Toru could not pick out the often telltale signs of the Jyuunishi �
brightly colored hair was conspicuously absent from this crowd. In fact, the
assembled people in their rainbows of formal dress looked largely over-thirty,
if not significantly older.

Kureno
helped them into their sandals, and at Akito�s behest lifted Toru down the two
steps to the walkway. Toru blushed. Akito�smirked? Half smiled? She wasn�t
certain if it was a joke.

He
spun around and headed off, Toru bright pink but close behind him. The legions
of guests here for the reception were re-introduced so many times they blurred
together. All the while, she looked for Jyuunishi but found none except Kureno,
always a few paces behind them. Akito made small talk like an old pro, smiling,
even laughing at inane drunken jokes made by the people they encountered. What
was supposed to be a brief good night round turned into an empty hour of
boredom. Toru smiled constantly, held herself regally, and tried to remember
what Kyo would say if she spaced out at a time like this.

Like
this? Kyo had barely spoken to her in the last two weeks. He left early for
nowhere she knew, came home late, never eating at home. He was angry, anyone
could tell. Toru hoped he would forgive her, soon��

�Toru-san?�
Akito�s voice brought her back to the present. She started.


�Please forgive me!� she insisted. �I��


�My wife is very tired,� Akito told the couple they presently stood before.
They were familiar-looking, business associate types she thought. The woman
stood two steps behind her husband, looking deferentially at the ground. Toru
mimicked her, afraid of causing offense.

�I
think we should retire for the night,� he said, placing a hand on her arm.
Thank you for coming. Please excuse us.�

Without
removing his arm, he bowed his head in concert with Toru�s own dipping form and
led her away, back toward the Honke. She was relieved it was over. But where
were the Jyuunishi? They had all disappeared somewhere.

Akito
guided her back to the Honke steps. Kureno collected their shoes, bowed, and
disappeared inside wordlessly. The two followed behind him, his hand still
clutching her arm for some reason. He closed the door.

�That
was terrible,� Akito said, straight into her eyes.

�Akito-sama!
I�m so sorry, please forgive me! Really, I didn�t mean to��

�Be
silent, Toru-san,� he interrupted, his grip loosening into a casual stroke. �I
meant out there. I can�t blame you for being so tired of all of it. If I had to
see all those people every day, the affect on my health � well, Hatori would
always be at my side, repairing their damage. Awful people. I hate them all.�

�Ah
� un,� Toru said, uncertain of what to say. She didn�t agree with him, but
should she pretend to do so?

�You
took it all admirably, Toru-san,� he said, suddenly wrapping his arms around
her body. She nearly stopped breathing at the sudden embrace. He was being �
almost kind. His arms stroked the small of her back in a familiar way, as if he
had been doing it for a lifetime. The touch was gentle.

�I�m
so proud of you, you know,� Akito said. He reminded her of the first time they
met, in the outdoor hallway of her high school. Slick, hiding something. �You�re
tired, aren�t you?�

Toru
nodded dumbly.

�You
poor thing, Toru-san.� He pressed her into the wall and kissed her softly on
the forehead, almost as if to say good night. But his face � Akito regarded her
for a moment, holding her gaze like a predator considering his next move on a
wary prey. �I�ll help wake you up again.�

Before
Toru could process his promise, his soft pressure and turned into a pin � him,
her body, wall, knee wedged in the space between her legs to hold her steady.
With one hand, Akito drew her head two one side and locked his lips to the
exposed neck and bit gently, working taut flesh between his teeth. She
whimpered, feeling his lips take over and suck at her skin.

Akito
withdrew, examining his handywork. �Purple!� he exclaimed. It�s a beautiful
color, Toru-san. I imagine it will be there several days. You might want to
wear a high collared shirt when we go out, you know.�

She
looked at him, blankly.

�Just
marking my territory, Toru-san,� he smiled at her neck, still bent at its odd
angle. �I think I might have drawn a little blood. Yes, I think so.� He kissed
it gently.

�Bedtime,
don�t you think?� The pressure holding her to the wall lessened, turning into a
firm grip of hand to wrist as he pulled her along the hallway. They passed
numerous doorways, all dark of light save one at the end.

�This
is your room, Toru-san,� he said, drawing the door open. Inside was just as she
had left it earlier, when Ayame helped her dress the first time. Except there
were two futons turned down where before there had been empty floor.

He
pressed her inside. �My room is across the hall, so you can come to me when I
call you. Come quickly, then. For now, I thought familiar surroundings would be
nice. This can be the bridal suite for tonight.�

The
door slid shut behind them, wood frame whispering against its sliding rut.

�Our
bridal suite,� Toru repeated. She had thought he might want this. But he didn�t
love her, she knew that much. So why, why now?

�Our
bridal suite, Akito-sama,� he corrected. �Don�t worry, I�ll forgive you, this
time.� His hands slipped into the intricate knot of her obi, pulling at the
fragile fabric until it fell apart in his hands and slipped to the floor. He
did the same with the smaller strip of fabric that represented the real tie
holding her closed, normally hidden from view by obi. Akito spun her round in a
slow circle, letting the newly released robe slip open.

�Like
peeling an onion, you are. Don�t make me cry, Toru-san? Be gentle,� he said.

�H-hai,
Akito-sama.�
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�Promise
me, Toru-san.�

�I
promise, Akito-sama,� she intoned, voice trembling as she saw him reach her and
spread her layers of robes open until there was nothing left to protect Toru
except her own bare skin, raising bumps in the cool night air. He smiled,
running an appreciative hand down her chest, terminating just below the navel.
Akito squeezed, rubbing his fingers in the hair that he found.

�Very
fine,� Akiaid.aid. �You aren�t so disappointing, skin deep, nee, Toru-san?� He
moved his hands to her shoulders and stripped her slowly of the kimono. She
stood, shaking, naked except for her underwear in the dimly lit room.

            �Take the
rest off, and get under the covers,� he ordered.

�H-hai,�
she said. There was a chance Toru could do the activities out of the order he
prescribed and not bring his anger, but she didn�t dare. Her hands found the
clasps that held her bra together, and somehow undid them. Toru�s underwear
fell next, and she slipped into the futon as rapidly as possible, sheltering
what she could of her body beneath the blanket without appearing obvious.

Above
her, Akito was slipping his hakama off his narrow body, letting it puddle in a
heap around his legs. He stepped outside the fabric, removing his own underwear
and letting it fall near her feet. His body from the waist up was still
clothed, and the long robe still covered him where it mattered. Although � she
could see the tent that had formed below his waist � somehow, along the way,
Akito had risen to the occasion. Toru couldn�t understand what could have
caused that. What could have aroused him?

Akito
stepped over her body so that he straddled her, then sunk until her body was
laid completely flat and a penis poked painfully into her ribs. �Don�t be shy,
Toru-san.�

�I�I
won�t, Akito-sama,� she said. And she meant it. For Yuki and Kyo, she could
bear him somehow.

�I�m
pleased to hear that,� he responded, genuine delight in his voice. He bent down
and kissed her, and whispered in her ear. �Now, pleasure me, and I�ll take good
care of you.�

Toru
had no idea what that meant, but had a good idea what disobeying him did as he
crawled up her body and presented her throat with his narrow, erect penis. She
cautiously took a hand and wrapped it around the base, using it to guide him
inside her mouth as he knelt above her. Toru cautiously licked around,
moistening the soft skin. She could hardly believe this was what a penis was.
In other circumstances, it might have been a pleasant thing to do for someone
she loved. For now, she attacked him with the gusto of someone who had
everything to lose.

Akito
shook above her, and started moving up and down, thrusting nd ond out of her
mouth. Toru lost control of the situation as his thrusts pressed her head
harder and harder into the futon, making it harder and harder to breath, or
stifle the growing need to gag up the contents of their reception dinner. But
even as it became unbearable, liquid suddenly appeared in her mouth and Akito
withdrew, heaving a contented sigh. His face appeared above her own.

�Swallow,
like a good girl,� he said.

What
else could she do? Toru swallowed, warm liquid draining down the back of her
throat like bad medicine. She couldn�t help it. Toru coughed to clear the
sticky substance from the crevices of her throat.

�That
was�� she mentally upgraded the adjective, �wonderful, Akito-sama.�

It
had the desired result. He looked down at her, pleased with himself. �I know,�
he agreed.

�And
now, I�ll take good care of Toru-san. Just lie back.� Satisfied with her
submissiveness, Akito proceeded to make himself comfortable next to Toru�s
naked body. His sexual experience was somewhat limited; tonight was much an
experimentations of knowledge about the subject he had picked up from other
grown ups and Shigure.


Toru tried not to tense as Akito�s left hand slowly caressed it�s way over her
stomach and up. When Akito cupped the rounded curve of her breast in his
palm, Toru sucked in a quick breath. He was being somehow more gentle
than she�d expected yet with his tendency for being unpredictable, she couldn�t
let go of her caution.


Akito rolled Toru�s nipple into a state of hardness. Pleased with the
quick result, he began to do the same to her other nipple. Since Toru�s
flesh was warm under the blankets, he knew they weren�t hard because of any
cold air. He could feel himself getting hard again as he played with
Toru�s pliant flesh. With a small grin of expectation, he pulled one of
Toru�s hands over to his growing erection and wrapped her fingers around it.


Toru gasped as her hand was placed around Akito�s hardening length. She
could feel his hand moving over hers, guiding her silently in what he
wanted. Remembering why she was doing this, Toru began to pump her hand
slowly, squeezing gently as she did so. Akito moaned softly as he nipped
her shoulder. �There�s a good girl.�


Akito slid his hand down the plane of Toru�smachmach to her nest of
curls. This was going so much better than he�d hoped. Akito slid
his hand between Toru�s thighs to gently nudge them apart. Toru complied
immediately, much to his delight. �So obedient, just as a good wife
should be.� Akito praised her, enjoying her easy compliance so far.


Toru couldn�t help but tense slightly as Akito�s fingers began to burrow into
her folds, parting them. The almost clinical detachment of his actions
putting her in mind of an embarrassing yearly medical exam. Another gasp
of surprise left her when instead of stroking over her and leaving, Akito
thrust two fingers inside her and began to work them rapidly admist her tight
inner walls.


Akito frowned as he worked his fingers in Tohru. She should be wet
according to Shigure, he thought. His fingers said otherwise. His
mind quickly turned over the problem. There was nothing in the room to
use as a lubricant that he knew of. Maybe she just needed some more
foreplay.   Withdrawing his fingers, Akito rolled so he was on top of
his new bride. Her wide, startled eyes reflected some of the feeble light
of the room.


Toru was stunned when Akito rolled on top of her. Surely he doesn�t mean
to complete everything right now� does he? She relaxed when all he did
was place nipping kisses along her collarbone and neck. Apparently he
wanted to continue fondling her body. She could feel his erection
pressing insistently against her hip as his mouth traveled over the length of
her jaw.

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Akito murmured a few nonsense phrases against
Toru�s skin seconds before his lips sealed over hers in a clumsy kiss.
When Toru�s lips remained still beneath his, he pulled back to meet her eyes in
the dim light. �Kiss me, Toru-san.�


�Hai, Akito-sama.� Toru answered shakily. Would it be better if he
just took her and got it over with? This was like a slow torture.
She knew what was inevitably about to happen, yet Akito was dragging it
out. Should she be pleased he was trying to make it good for her, or was
he? Was his evil side somehow enjoying this farce of a happy couple on
their wedding night?


Somewhere in her musings, Akito had parted her lips with his and was
determinedly exploring every part of her mouth with his tongue. Toru
hesitantly stroked hers over his, earning an encouraging moan. After a
few more seconds of the kiss, Akito pulled back slightly as he raised one hand
to squ Tor Toru�s breast in his hand. Her breathing had become more
labored and her nipples were still hard from his earlier attentions.


Akito slid his dow down her waist again. sensing what he wanted, Toru
parted her thighs a bit more for him. His fingers again parted her and
slid inside roughly. Toru sucked in another breath as Akito tensed over
her.


She still wasn�t wet! Well, there was something he�d always wanted to try
after overhearing about it. Akito flung the blanket covering both of them
back as he lay on his back on the futon. He could feel Toru�s surprise
without seeing it. Akito pulled on her elbow and she sat up. �Do
what you did before, Toru-san.� Akito said gruffly.


Toru shivered as she remembered the bitter flavor of Akito�s seed but rose to
her knees beside his prone form none-the-less. She froze at Akito�s
words. �I want you to straddle my chest as you do it.� He couldn�t
mean to do that� could he?


Akito waited in silence as Toru knelt frozen beside him. Was she going to
object? He could feel a smile form as she slowly slid one leg over his
chest and bent forward. Her hair tickled as it slid over his exposed hips
and thighs. He felt her warm breath on secoseconds before her small hand
wrapped around the base of his arousal. Once her lips wrapped around the
head of his length, he set to work as well.


Toru continued sucking on Akito�s arousal as she focused most of her attention
on his actions. He had pulled her hips closer to his face. She
could feel his breath gusting over her. His fingers were in the process
of parting her folds. Toru bobbed her head lower and sucked harder in an
effort to distract Akito from his goal. It didn�t work.


Akito moaned as Toru sucked on him harder making his toes curl in
pleasure. If she kept doing that, he might cum again and he didn�t want
that, yet. Akito quickly closed the remaining distance between him and
his goal. Toru�s hips jerked in his grip as soon as his tongue plunged
inside her. Unsure of what he was supposed to do exactly in this
situation, he used his tongue to mimic what he planned to do with his penis
later.


Toru shivered as Akito�s tongue continued to plunge in and out of her.
The warm muscle stroked over her inner s ins in a rapid rhythm. Every
time Akito would plunge his tongue in, his jaw would rub over a spot that would
send delicious tingles outwarrougrough her body. She unconsciously began
to move her head in time to Akito�s tongue�s motions as her breathing sped up
from her slowly building arousal.


Akito tasted a tart flavor that was steadily increasing the more he delved
inside Toru. Encouraged, he began to thrust his tongue in her
faster. He could feel her breath puffing against his thighs as she kept
pace with him. His body was rapidly tensing as it neared his climax,
something he didn�t want to happen yet. Akito quickly lay his head back
and pushed Toru�s hips to one side. She easily slid off him and he gently
pulled her away from his throbbing erection by her hair.


�Not yet� I have much I want to do first.� Akito said as he rolled onto
his hands and knees and stalked on all fours over Toru. She submissively
lay back as he moved over her legs. Her chest rond fnd fell with her rapid
pants. As he crawled forward, his knee caught on the long shirt he had
yet to remove. With a small growl at the delay, Akito ripped the garment
over his head and flung it across the room.


Akito roughly forced his lips against Tohru�s immediately plunging inside her
mouth as his hand slid once again between her thighs. He could feel her
legs press on the inner sides of his knees as she tried to spread for
him. It was enough. A growl of satisfaction rolled out of his
throat as he felt the dampness of her curls.


Tohru felt Akito lift one leg seconds before it slid between her thighs
followed by his other leg. His hips slowly lowered to meet hers, his
arousal pressing harshly into her hip as he continued to roughly plu
he
her mouth. His teeth scraped over her lips and tongue as he sucked the
muscle into his mouth.


Akito reached down and raised one of Tohru�s knees to frame his hips. She
raised her other knee without prompting. Akito rewarded herh anh another
suck on her tongue. Using the hand that had lifted her knee, he reached
between them and moved into position. Akito broke the kiss as he shifted,
bringing the head of his erection against her damp folds. He slowly
nudged his length between her folds and pressed in with his hips.

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Tohru remained still as Akito finally began to penetrate her. Even though
what he had been doing had started to feel good, she was still dreading the
actual consummation of their marriage. There was no love between them and
they both knew it. It felt wrong to do this with someone she didn�t
love. Kyo and Yuki�s faces swam behind her eyelids reminding her of why
she was here.


Akito felt the head of his arousal slip inside Toru, finally. The tight
feel of her surrounding him was exquisite. It was everything he had heard
it was. Eager to find out if everything else was true, he thrust forward
sharply, burying his length completely inside her. Her quiet gasp of pain
was drowned out by his loud moan of pleasure.


Bracing himsen hin his elbows he looked down at Toru�s face seeinr eyr eyes
closed for a change. Maybe she was overwhelmed as well. Akito
buried his face in the side of her neck and shoulder as he began to thrust
inside her warm tight sheath. Pleasure rocketed through him with each
thrust. Akito began to place small nipping kisses on the hy hey he�d left
earlier as he lost himself in the wonderful sensations.


Toru felt small grunts and gasps escape her against her will as Akito began to
pump his hips, working himself deep inside her. The pain of losing her
viginity was slowly fading. What Akito was doing felt okay, but nothing
like it was supposed to. Would he be fast or would he take his
time? Tohru winced as Akito sucked on the tender spot he�d made on her
neck earlier that night.


Feeling his orgasm approaching again, Akito stilled his movements as he lifted
his head. Seeing Toru�s eyes open again he smiled. �Let�s try
another position, ne, Toru-san?� A gri gripped Tohru shoulders as he
rolled putting himself on bottom and Toru on top, straddling him. She
shifted slightly and he felt his length slip a little deeper inside. He
quickly grabbed her hips and began to guide thema raa rapid pace.


Toru rocked over Akito at the pace his hands set for her. A moan slid out
of Akito�s throat as he slowed her movements but made each stroke of her hips
longer. Tohru gasped after a few thrusts. This position was rubbing
over the same spot Akito�s chin had been bumping earlier. Toru�s eyes
closed as she focused on that tingling sensation that grew with each stroke.


Akito smiled as Toru�s hips continued to move after he released them. He
saw Toru close her eyes as she moved over him. Not only was she obedient
but she was enjoying it as well. Her lips had parted as her breathing
turned into small pants that were synchronized with her hips motions.
When Toru�s hands braced themselves over his bare chest and she increased her
pace, Akito lost what little detachment he was holding on to.


Toru was unaware of increasing her pace but she could feel Akito�s hips arching
up on her down stroke, pressing against her inner wall in a very pleasurable
manner. Panting harder, she increased her pace again as her body strained
for release.


Akito could feel his orgasm approaching for the third time as Toru�s inner
walls squeezed themselves around him wiach ach new motion. He wanted to
stop to make things last longer, but his body had been denied it�s release for
far too long. Toru slammed her hips down over his as she panted above him
lost in her own body�s demands.


Toru bit her lip as a moan sounded ln hen her throat as pleasure exploded where
her body merged with Akito�s and flooded all her senses. She was vaguely
aware of Akito rolling them again as he thrust rapidly into her spasming sheath
before he moaned in her ear and his hips stilled.


Akito watched as Toru�s eyes slowly opened and met his as their rapid breaths
merged together. He wasn�t really sure what to say and her dazed
expression pleased him greatly. He couldn�t wait to try a few more
positions later tonight after he rested but right now he was getting
sleepy. He�d fought off sleep after his first orgasm but this second one
was not giving him any room to fight it.

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Toru was vaguely aware of Akito�s pleased smile seconds before he yawned and
rolled off of her. She hesitantly sat up and grabbed the blanket at the
bottom of the futon. She slowly spread it over both their forms before
laying back down. Sleep tugged at her and she didn�t resist. She
didn�t want to dwell on what occu ton tonight.


Akito snuggled closer to the warm form beside him as he slowly swam into
consciousness. An anticipatory smile tugged at his lips as he realized he
was ready for another round. Should he wake her first or just
begin? They were married now. She was his in every form of the word
now. Noting that they were in a spoon position, Akito smiled. Time
to start on those variations.


Akito slowly parted Tohru�s folds as he arched his hips against her
backside. He could feel a momentary resistance before his arousal slid
into her still wet sheath. He began a slow pace, holding her hips
still. Leaning back slightly from her back, he discovered he could go a
bit deeper. Smiling, Akito increased his pace slightly as he continued to
hold Toru�s hips still. How long until she woke up?


Toru went from sound asleep to wide awake in seconds as Akito began to thrust
rapidly into her. Tilting her head, she saw his eyes were closed as he
arched his neck as though in pain. He was breathing rapidly as he
continued his harsh pace. There was nothing she could do but lay there as
he had his way. She was a little sore from earlier, but now was not the
time to say anything about that. Maybe he�d get his fill after tonight
thereby giving her time to recover.


Akito suddenly stopped without warning. The sound of his harsh panting
filled the room, sounding all the louder without the sound of flesh hitting
flesh to drown it out. His eyes slid open and he saw Toru looking over
her shoulder at him. Her being awake pleased him. Now he could try
something different. He�d barely stopped in time. He�d almost cum
in her again before he was able to regain control.


�Roll onto your belly and part your thighs, Toru-san.� Akito said gruffly
as he released his tight grip on her hip. He knew she�d be bruised
tomorrow from his fingers but he didn�t care right now. It was just
another type of love mark in the heat of passion.


Toru immediately complied with his order. To do otherwise was
unthinkable. She felt Akito�s hand slide caressingly over her back and
one buttocforefore she felt him climb between her parted thighs.
Shouldn�t she be on all fours for this? She felt Akito lowering his hips
directly over hers and cringed as his hard arousal, still damp from being
inside her press into her crack. He wasn�t perverted, was he?


Akito felt Toru�s muscles clench as his length pressed down on her. Just
what was she thinking? He�d gone out of his way to not hurt her. A
small smirk formed as his malicious side wanted tease her. He rocked his
hips against the giving flesh of Toru�s backside once before pulling back and
sliding lower. He felt Toru relax immediately and smiled. She HAD
thought that yet hadn�t protested at all. �Toru-san is such an good
obedient wife.� Akito whispered into her ear as he guided his length into
her sheath.


Toru relaxed a little more as Akito continued to press into her. He
thrust a few times but never with any discernable rhythm. She felt Akito
shift behind her, sliding his legs on the outside of hers yet remaining buried
inside her. He thrust a few times before sighing in saactiaction. �Much
better, wouldn�t you say, Toru-san?� Akito asked as he increased his
thrusts a little bit.


�Hai, Akito-sama.� Toru answered although it was kind of worse.
Toru arched her back with each thrust but it was beginning to put a slight
strain on her lower back muscles. She gasped in surprise as Akito pulled
back and tugged on her hips, drawing her into a kneeling position.


Akito slid back inside Toru easily. She was slowly stretching out to
accommodate his use of her body. As he thrust completely inside her he
made a small gutteral sound deep in his throat. Somehow this position
seemed to allow him deeper inside her than before. It was overwhelming to
his senses. The pleasure was quickly driving all rational thought out of
his mind.


Toru gasped as Akito�s fingers tightened on her hips as he began to pound
roughly into her without any warning. Even though his pace was rough and
his grip bruising, he wasn�t hurting her like she thought he would moving that
fast. One of her elbows collapsed, but the pace Akito set kept her from
regaining her previous position. Toru lowered her other elbow to the
futon as Akito continued to grip her hips and thrust like a mad bunny getting
some for the first time.


Akito was lost in a sea of pleasure. He could feel it all building to one
powerful climax and even though he didn�t want to cum again so soon, the allure
of such pleasure was too much for him to resist. He wasn�t even aware of
Toru as a person anymore she was just an outlet to achieve mind numbing
pleasure.


Toru gasped as Akito�s thrusts got a little harder. She could feel his
testicles bouncing lightly against her with each thrust as a warm tingle of
pleasure slowly began to form from Akito�s motions. He continued to hold
her hips immobile so she could only rest her forehead on her wrists with her
hips held high in the air as Akito slammed into her repeatedly. She
focused on the building tingle to distract herself from the cool air flowing
under her belly. Their blanket had again found it�s way to the end of the
futon, exposing them completely.


Akito snarled as the edge of his release neared. He wasn�t quite ready
for it. He wanted this build up to last a little longer. It was
like balancing on a high wire and feeling a rush of euphoria before taking the
plunge to the net below. He wanted that razor edge pleasure to
last. Toru�s sheath suddenly spasming around him sent him toppling over
the edge with a loud moan from the power of his release.


Toru gasped in surprise as her second orgasm flooded her body without
warning. It wasn�t as powerful as the first, but it was still mind
boggling. She was vaguely aware of Akito�s moan of release as he stilled
all movement and his fingers tightened slightly on her hips. Akito slowly
slid to one side panting harshly with his eyes shut.


Tohru sat up to reach for the blanket but stilled seeing Akito watching her
through a small crack in his eyelids. Unsure if he wanted anything she
slowly took stock of his body. His chest rose and fell in time with his
harsh pants. One hand was splayed over his stomach drawing her gaze
lower. She blushed seeing his erection slowly wilting and a small string
of white fluid stretching from the head of his penis to his thigh.


Following her gaze, Akito laughed humorlessly. �If you clean me up, I�ll
clean you up as well, Toru-san.� His breathing was finally returning to
normal. Seeing her confused look he couldn�t help but smile. Rising up on
all fours, Akito slowly stalked over to Toru. She lay back as her face
cleared with understanding.


Toru was glad Akito wasn�t watching her as she slowly licked his length
clean. She knew her face was wrinkled in disgust at the acrid taste of
his cum. Then again wasn�t he cleaning her? Maybe after getting a
taste, he wouldn�t ask her to do this again. Toru slowly began to suck
his limp length into her mouth making sure she did a thorough job. It
wouldn�t do to upset Akito at this point, not when he was so pleased with her.


Akito set a more languid pace this time as he plunged his tongue inside
Toru. He could taste her tart flavor mingling with his more musky one. A
small moan left him as Toru sucked him completely inside her mouth rolling her
tongue over his limp length. Her warm mouth still felt good.


Within seconds, he felt himself getting hard again. Smiling he looked
over his shoulder but could only see his own ass. Tiliting his head down
he looked up her body. �If you wanted more, you could have just asked,
Toru-san.� He felt Toru stop to look at him curiously. Taking
advantage of this, Akito climbed off her body and moved up pressing another wet
sloppy kiss on her mouth as he pulled one of her legs up and slid between her
thighs.


Toru froze at Akito�s words. Did he intend to go again? His mouth
closed over hers giving her a taste of them mixed together as his tongue
plunged into her as the same time he thrust inside her lower body.


Akito pulled back from the kiss with a feral grin. Who would have guessed
he�d get so much pleasure out of Toru on their wedding night? Sitting
back on his heels still buried in Tohru, he lifted on of her legs and placed it
on his shoulder. Holding the leg with one hand and her hip in the other,
Akito set a fast pace. He was getting tired. This was more exercise
than his sickly body was used to. He�d have to make this fast.


Toru was about to protest the awkward position when Akito placed her leg down
and lowered his body completely on hers. �Wrap your legs around my waist,
Toru-san.� Akito saidher her ear seconds before his teeth and lips closed
over the fleshy lobe. Toru did as she was bid.


Akito began to thrust rapidly quickly giving himself over to his approaching
orgasm. Fatigue pulled at him, slowing his motions. Toru arched up
with his next thrust aiding him. Pressing a quick kiss to her temple in
thanks, he continued to focus on his building orgasm.


Akito�s breath gusted harshly into Toru�s ear as he pounded erratically into
her. She could feel him slowing. His body wasn�t used to so much
activity. In an effort to aid him, Toru began to arch into his
thrusts. He rewarded her with a quick kiss to the temple as he continued
his thrusts. Tohru could feel his muscles shaking as he thrust harshly
into her. Was he about to cum or pass out?


Akito gave a small moan as he finally peaked. His length throbbed deep
inside Toru as he collapsed completely on his wife. After his breathing
began to slow, he finally mustered enough energy to roll off Toru. He was
vaguely aware of the blanket returning to cover him as sleep claimed him once
again.

Toru
laid silently next to his sleeping figure as she stared blankly up at the
ceiling. What had just transpired still didn�t quite registered in her
mind. She didn�t even want to think of the consequences that could arise from
their union tonight. Perhaps it was her own broken psyche way of dealing with
the loss of her innocence and the rude awakening into the world of womanhood.
She had promised herself that she�d bear it all as long as he kept his end of
the bargain. Yuki would be able to attend the university of his choice;
Kyou would be free; Uo would be allowed to be with Kureno. Knowing this give
her the courage she needed. She had made her bed and would have to lie in
it from this night forth.
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