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Walking In...	By : JuxtaposedWars Category: +M to R > Munto Views: 1565 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I do not own Kyoto Animation's Munto or any of its characters and gain no profit from its use. This is strictly a fanfiction.

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Munto/Yumemi oneshot.

Disclaimer: I do not own Kyoto Animation's Munto or any of its characters and gain no profit from its use. This is strictly a fanfiction.

"…the Heavens is a sin-ridden world…"

The baritone silk echoed in her memory like a warning she should have heeded.

"Munto-sama is a King and kings aren't always able to be the heroes."

Her peridot eyes stared at Louie less than five minutes ago, but she ignored him out of anger.

"Munto, why?!" her shock resonated in her voice.

The entire court room went silent as all the eyes of the Heavenly Beings fell upon the blonde girl that just blurted out so disrespectfully. Munto didn't join their gawking and kept his stare locked on the eyes of the traitor cowering before him and the jury.

Curtly, he nodded his head, "Carry out the sentence. If the Court would be kind enough to excuse me."

Yumemi buried her head in her pillow, reaching to turn up her radio, and tried to escape the silence of her tiny apartment. She could feel his pressure on her arm as if he'd never stopped touching her. Thoughtfully she rubbed the spot with her hand.

"Yumemi, you can't just interrupt the Court's decision like—"

The girl wrenched her arm out of the King's beckoning grasp "But he's only eleven! He was begging for his life!"

"Just like he did when he was eight!" Munto's fiery voice snapped back, "As if committing treason once wasn't foolhardy enough! We spared the boy's life only to have him betray the kingdom again? The sentence for treason is death! He knew exactly what his crimes would cost him!" He scoffed.

Yumemi shook her head furiously, "So just like that?! How can you sentence a boy to death without any remorse at all?!"

Munto's golden eyes stared out the window as he depressingly admitted, "The same way I sent thousands to an early grave in the war, I have to do it to protect this world." The sternness laced his tongue with a sting.

"That doesn't—"

"ENOUGH!" The fiery-haired King's voice boomed and echoed in the corridor. "If you only came to give me a tirade in the middle of trials, then I think it best that you go home."

Even though the radio blared. His words rang in her eardrums. The words she silenced him with still had her teeth nipping her tongue in a self-punishment.

"You're a monster!"

She still saw his resolve cracking at her voice. She still felt the aching in her ears as she ran against the howling winds of the Magical Kingdom. Still feeling her ears pop from the speed that Louie hastened her in descent back to the Lower Realm. Still feeling that damned pulsing deep inside her.

Munto was right. He'd been King since he was ten-years-old and had lived in war almost his whole life…what did she know about war and treason? She didn't really think he was a monster—why did she say that? She hadn't seen him in months and was missing everything about him.

"Munto…" She whispered as a twisting started in her gut and her skin felt heated.

Wrapping herself tighter in the monarch's burgundy cape, Yumemi remembered his kiss and the nights where, under his sun-kissed skin, all the girl could do was quiver and breathe and try to keep up. The dull pulsing in between her milky thighs became more urgent. Life had been so tense and fatigued when she had to return to high school from the long smoldering summer break that was spent on the now visible island in the sky. So much time tangled together with Munto, only to go back to a cold bed in Kyoto.

The yearning during the semester was unbearable…now this. Back again in her apartment and no one was expecting her for another week. Alone on Christmas—nothing could be more depressing for a Japanese girl. The knots in her stomach and aching between her legs for relief were driving her mad; lover or no lover, Yumemi had to do something or she was going to shrivel into nothing. The blonde forced herself out of bed to rummage through her dresser, finding the unopened package she was delivered yesterday.

Fumbling clumsily with the hard plastic case, petite fingers managed to open the rigid packaging and free the pink bullet inside. Tediously, Yumemi pried open the batteries included with the vibrator. Thanks to online stores, she saved herself the embarrassment of having to go to town for this. Loading the battery pack, she jumped and dropped the toy when she didn't notice the 'on' switch and the sensation tingled her hands.

~*~

Amber irises stared a million miles through the ornately wrapped gift sitting on his study's desk. Shimmering gold and red wrapped in blue ribbons…his favorite colors.

"Aren't you going to open it?" a familiar voice poked fun at the brooding King.

Munto glared as Louie's arctic blue figure traipsed in and kicked back in a chair facing his lord.

"What's the point when she's not here?" Tanned lips grumbled.

Louie's smile quirked, "Fine then," the general scooped up the package, "I'll open it." He laughed and was met with a territorial grunt.

"OI!" The King snatched his gift back. "Can't you go two minutes without nosing into my affairs?" he begrudgingly opened the gift to rescue it from prying hands.

"Of course I can't…Ohhh! Would you look at that!" Louie grinned.

Munto huffed, "I am looking at it, you nit."

Indeed he was. The book was hard back and leather-bound with an antiqued bronze globe inlayed on the cover. 'A History of the Earth' typed on the first page.

"Well, she definitely knows your love of history…that book must have been a monster for her to carry" Louie smiled seriously now.

Munto's frown grew. "It probably cost all her savings…"

Louie blinked, "This Christmas is a lover's holiday, if I heard her right? What are you waiting for? Go see her."

"I'm waiting for her gift. She didn't give me much notice about this custom." He tapped his fingers on the desk impatiently. "And…I'm trying to think of an apology…"

~*~

A great blast of smoke invaded the stark-white living room of the apartment, but barely made any noise. The King's urgency grew as he waited in the palace—feeling a great deal of despair and anguish that was not his own well-up and tangle in his stomach. Teeth gritted…did he really cause her so much pain today? Damn him.

Listening to the radio echoing from her room, Munto sat her present and Christmas cake down on the kitchen counter—that could wait. Carefully, he knocked on her bedroom door…no answer. The loud music probably impaired his courtesy. Hearing a yelp, he opened the door quickly to see the last thing he was expecting.

His yellow gaze swept over her naked flesh…ears roused at the sound of his name being cried out. He watched as she stroked the humming device against her clit. His girl was panting so roughly, her legs quaking, green eyes half-lidded and glazed over. Munto's leather trousers became intolerably tight at the sight of her cumming on his cape and curling toes. Without paying much mind to himself, the King heard his name and a 'please' fall from her lips again, motioning the celestial to undress himself.

~*~

Yumemi's mind was so fogged-over at the sensation, but it wasn't the same, not without him. The orgasm set her belly on fire, but there was no warmth…no pressure…no love. She stopped thinking and stroked harder, letting the pulses rip through her over and over with every wave. As the blonde began to lose the strength to move, the vibrator dropped to the mattress. The cushiony-surface started to sink…suddenly she noticed the radio wasn't on and she shook her head to focus.

Her gasp was met with the image of warm, bullion eyes and tendrils of red—the sight instantly eased any fear.

"I'm sorry…Munto…" she breathed so heavily and struggled to sit up.

A comforting hand pushed her back against the pillow. "I'm sorry too, love. Can you forgive me for being so callous?"

She panted, "Uh huh…"

Tanned lips chuckled lightly at her half-alive response. Dismissively, he cast aside the pink contraption that vibrated between his lover's legs—not bothering to figure out how to turn it off.

"Let's see if I'm better than plastic, hm?" he rumbled and scooped up Yumemi's hips, nestling her back between his thighs and raised her already twitching core to meet his mouth.

At the first touch of his tongue, Yumemi's hands reached up to clutch at the arms suspending her legs, "N-Nnnn—OHHHHUHHH! Mu—MUNTO!" she gasped at an airy-high pitch.

He feasted on the girl's heady-smell and silky taste. Flicking his tongue mercilessly over her swollen clit and dipping into her sopping-wet heat. The red-haired man looked down at his lover—her hands going wild trying to hold onto something, her eyes visibly blurring out of focus, the blush on her face maddening as the blood rushed to her head. Squeaks sprang from her voice every time he nipped playfully at her tender flesh. Sucking her jewel dry until she writhed wildly out of control under his restraint.

The blonde's body grasped at what felt like an earthquake as Munto's imposing form loomed over her to kiss the teen's forehead then swiftly flip them to where she straddled the King's naked and erect lap.

"Muu…Munto…I can't…" she breathed desperately.

Munto leaned up with the glass of water by radio and urged her to drink as he kissed her cheek lightly. "Don't worry, just hang on." He smirked.

He took the empty glass back from the dizzied Yumemi and laid himself down while lifting her hips. Slowly, he sank her down onto his hard length; indulging in how much tighter she was from his long absence. Munto stretched her and stopped halfway to thrust his hips up. Yumemi gasped at the quickness and felt him move out, just to plunge back in so forcefully. It didn't take long for his pace to quicken as he held her steady, impaling the green-eyed beauty from beneath.

The thrusts moved faster and deeper as Yumemi's walls clenched again, still not recovered from the last overload. She cried so beautifully, losing her mind and balance as Munto held her above him. Seeing her so compromised made him go even faster, flipping her over and underneath him. She lay on her stomach as the King mounted his lady flat against the mattress. Thrusts in between her closed legs ripped more friction against his foreskin and had him moaning while the young blonde's voice grew higher and started to tremble. Deeply, he plowed into her from behind, gripping blonde locks in his fingers as Munto turned her head to the side. He wanted to see that face cum for him again.

The pace continued, and getting impatient, he repositioned: rolling his lover to her side and draping a limp leg over his shoulder. A growl rumbled through the man as he drove-in, making Yumemi moan out lowly in pure lust. The bed scooted over the wooden floor with the force and the batteries in the vibrator had died long ago. The pace became erratic, haphazard, and urgent for relief.

"Mmmmuntoooo! AH-HAHH!" Yumemi cried out as her back arched and every limb of her tensed with quaking ecstacy.

"SAY IT!" Munto bellowed out in his desperate pounding.

"I-I love youuu…MUNTO-SAMAAA!" she cried and was withdrawn from him.

As he pulled out of her core, the golden-eyed man cupped Yumemi's head and thrust, making her swallow him. Tiny hands gripped at muscular thighs, but she gulped as he held her head still against his abdomen. Feeling his seed flow down her throat, he groaned lowly and thrust slowly a few more times, trying not to gag his lover and listening to her sounds as he pushed in. Yumemi looked up at him while she continued to swallow, lips pressed to the hilt. Munto stared down at the girl and held her there a little longer. As he pulled out gently, he stroked what remnants were left out on her lips as she gasped for air and lapped-up the salty liquid.

Munto lowered himself so his face hovered over the beautiful creature staring at him with lust-drunk eyes. Kissing her madly all over her face, the King hugged the peridot-eyed girl tightly. As he rose, the lovely lady whimpered and caught his wrist.

"Don't…" she pleaded.

Munto cupped her cheek a kissed her chastely. "I'm not leaving, Memi-chan, shhhh…" he reassured.

Yumemi's eyes watched him walk off and lids drifted shut, knowing he would come back. Listening to crackling paper and footsteps, she roused at the touch of cool metal looping around her neck. Green eyes followed amber down to see a gold necklace adorned with pearls and three teardrop stones that flashed of pink.

"Merry Christmas." He murmured softly.
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