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You remember the night it happened, but with someone like Ieyasu, it was unexpected. One moment, he was berating you about how you had organized his medical herbs. Then his lips were on yours, and he was hastily moving aside your kimono and fiddling with his hakama, and he ravaged you against the wall. That was the first time, and you both said, never again. Then there was a second and a third, and well, you had lost count.
It was late, and mostly everyone was in bed. You felt the rumblings of your stomach, so to the kitchen, you went. You had found strawberries you had picked earlier in the week; they looked delicious. That was when Ieyasu appeared, “ You’re still up?” He asked. “ I was hungry,” You said as you bit off the strawberry. He looked at you with wanton in his eyes. He reached for the bowl of strawberries and grabbed your hand. “Come with me.”
He led you to your room and looked down the hallway before entering with you. He placed the strawberries on a table in your room. Not another word was said, but he was holding a strawberry to your lips, and you slowly bit into it. “You seductress, I don’t think you realize what you do to me.” This time, you put a strawberry in his mouth. As he chewed the fruit, you saw his strong jaw moving, and that in itself made you weak.
“ And I don’t think you realize what you do to me.” You pondered for a moment. Had the two of you just admitted you had feelings for each other in a roundabout way? “ Ieyasu, we need to stop this.” He regarded you for a moment, searching for a reason why he had upset you. “ I don’t think I can stop. I’ve become addicted to you.” He leaned forward and kissed you, his tongue tasting like strawberries. Your body was already heating up from the ferocity of his kiss; he had never kissed you so thoroughly before and with so much passion.
“ I don’t think you get it.” He says as you looked into his emerald eyes, they were soft and tender. A complete opposite from the raw hunger that was usually burning in them when the two of you were alone. “ You’re intoxicating, the taste of your skin. He lifted your hand and kissed the inside of your wrist. Your breath hitched, “the sound of your voice.” He kissed your fingertips so gently that you barely felt his soft lips touch your skin.
What was he doing to you? You had denied that you had feelings for him to yourself repeatedly, however, with how your heart thumped against your chest and how you suddenly felt nervous with butterflies fluttering in your stomach. Your body was saying the opposite of what you had told yourself. “How your smile reaches your eyes and your nose crinkles when you laugh.” Ieyasu l drew a line on your inner arm from your elbow to your palm, making the hair on your arm stand on end. “ How ticklish you are.” He looked up, “ How you have a bleeding heart. I’ve seen you willing to fight for someone if it meant it was the right thing to do.” You swallowed, and the butterflies in your stomach increased their fluttering. He put his warm palm on your cheek. “ You are invaluable to me, and I want you all to myself.”
“ Ieyasu.” You said quietly. His lips curled up, and he combed your hair behind your ear. He slid his hand from your cheek to the back of your head and captured your lips. He kissed you slowly as your mouth moved with his; his tongue slid into your mouth, still with a lingering taste of strawberries. He reached behind you and untied your obi as he continued to ravage your mouth. “ I’m going to imprint myself into you so deeply that not only will our bodies be one, but our souls as well.” He kissed down the side of your neck, and you moaned sweetly for him. He picked you up and carried you to the futon. Your legs hanging over his arm and your arm around his neck.
He placed you down gently onto the futon and continued to drink in your body. He discarded each article of clothing with a gentle ferocity. You looked up at him as he disrobed his clothes; the moonlight shone in the room, the light highlighting his muscles and giving him an ethereal glow, making him reminiscent of a god. You looked at him heavy lidded, Finally he kneeled and as he climbed over you he kissed each of your eyelids, and he took you in. The luminous glow from the moon making you look angelic, as if you had been carved out of the heavens and placed here just for him. He placed tender kisses across your body as if you had been made out of porcelain and would break if he was too rough.
As the two of you bathed in the light glow of the moon, your bodies came together. All the nerves you had felt before had turned into love, and it poured out of you and into Ieyasu. It was hard to tell where he ended and you began you had truly become one.
You expected him to leave afterward as he had done so many times before, but tonight, he wanted to bare himself to you. He laid next to you with your head on his shoulder. His fingertips ran soothingly up and down your arm. In the bliss of the afterglow, he kissed the top of your head. “You’re mine now, I hope you realize what you’ve started.”