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Yoh limped into the kitchen, taking his shirt and trousers off as he slumped into the chair at the kitchen bar. He had literally had a showdown with one of Hollywood's leading martial artists, his body was tired and bruised. He was lucky he didn't break a bone. The throbbing pain in his sides suggested something was definitely wrong. Perhaps a cracked rib or two? He wouldn’t have been surprised. His enemy had been Lee Pyron after all. He watched silently as his blonde fiancé gathered all the medical aid supplies she had.
Anna had been taught first aid by Yoh’s grandmother, Kino. This, of course, would be a duty of her’s as the fiancée of the Asakura family’s hope for the Shaman King crown. Tending to the wounds and bruises he would get while surviving the many fights in his future was an important responsibility of hers, in order to help him continue on his long arduous path to becoming Shaman King.
No matter how dedicated to this role she was; she wasn’t prepared for tonight.
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Her fiancé sat in his boxers at the kitchen table, she stood before him, her role of dressing his wounds long abandoned. She couldn't stop her fingers tentatively tracing the curves of his muscles. Almost as if magnetic, they had enticed her slender fingers to them. She couldn’t bear to look at him and not touch him.
Looking at his lean body and muscles, she mentally congratulated herself on a job well done with the training regimes she had him undergo. His body had been transformed in the short few months she had started training him. It was taking all of her willpower not to succumb to him right there and then, his fingers lightly tracing her collarbone really didn’t help either. His teasing touch sent her mind into overdrive.
His lips seemed to come closer with every small movement of her fingers, a shiver crept up Anna’s spine as Yoh’s hand teased itself into her blond locks. Finally, their lips met.
This, of course, was not their first kiss. Yoh had stolen many kisses during the Asakura’s yearly new year trip to Izumo. But tonight it felt as if they needed to be locked together to survive, almost as if the two were drowning and the only source of oxygen was from one another's lips.
Yoh deepened the kiss, running his tongue over Anna’s lip. Two tongues met in a rush to greet each other. A feverish hunger taking over the pair.
Yoh slid his hands over Anna’s body making her involuntarily moan. Her breathing was getting more and more laboured in between sloppy kisses, her cheeks tinted red, enjoying the feeling of his naked torso under her hands. His muscles tensed under her touch. He pulled her by her waist, wordlessly inviting her to sit on his lap. Enclosing the gap between their bodies.
For a moment it was as if the shaman fight was forgotten. The pair were normal horny teenagers revelling in their lust for each other.
Yoh’s lips found Anna’s neck and she closed her eyes, savouring the feeling of his breath against her skin. His hair tickling her shoulders. His warm tongue on her skin. Heaven.
Anna now straddled Yoh’s tanned legs, his wandering hands hitching up the skirt of her dress exposing her creamy, perfect skin. His lips nibbled at her neck, craving every inch of her. One of his hands had found its way to her ribcage, sliding up towards her ample chest, his bold fingers venturing towards uncharted territory. She gasped breathily when his hand eventually cupped her breast. He had never been so bold. It was as if the night had switched something almost primal in him. She could get used to this she thought as she tipped her head back in pleasure.
Anna’s hand seemed to get dangerously lower with every kiss he bestowed on her skin. He groaned as her fingers eventually hit the buckle of his belt, with a swift passionate move Yoh’s strong arms pulled her closer to him, their bodies pressed against each other until her clothed breasts were flush against his bare chest.
With the force of the sudden movement he had unwittingly smacked the first aid kit off the kitchen table.
The crashing of the forgotten medical kit quickly brought the two to their senses. Anna had hastily jumped off Yoh’s lap and had already stormed off to the kitchen door before he could say a word. A sudden shyness falling over the couple, a far cry from how they had been mere seconds ago.
“I’m sure you’ll be fine” She stated, leaving him to pick the scattered contents of the first aid kit.
“Yeah” He managed, his fingers coming to touch his lips as if to ask if the whole thing was a dream. He would have believed it to be a mere fantasy if it weren't for the red face of the itako who had just left the room or his slightly swollen lips.