Juto is great at presents. 

A fancy date, flowers, a teddy bear holding a big heart, and more affection than you could ever know what to do with. You were already so contented with it all, that when you returned home and he wrapped his arms around your waist, murmuring into your ear about what he was going to do to you between light nips, you didn’t even argue. Usually sex with Juto involves a sort of game of cat and mouse, some sort of banter, but this time you’re just willing to give in easily. 

“No arguments?” He purrs as he gently pushes you to the bed, and you’re sure to grab his jacket to send him tumbling down with you. 

“None, officer.” 

Juto can’t help but laugh and grind his clothed hips against you. He really does fuck like a rabbit. 

Not that you ever minded. 

Immediately he’s lavishing you in kisses, smiling to himself as he pulls back from spots on your neck that will bloom purple in the morning. It’s as if with each one he’s saying mine, you’re mine. 

He wastes no time unbuttoning your shirt and throwing it god-knows-where, trailing red marks down your chest. 

“Juto–” You breathe his name and he stops for a moment, meeting your eyes. 

“Yes?” 

“Don’t stop.” 

I spread the futon in our room, and then sat down to comb my hair. No matter how many ways I busied myself, I still felt uneasy thinking about him. The wind turned icier and overwhelmed my soul - it was telling me that I should surrender to another lonely night.

With renewed resolve, I shook those ideas from my head. I got up and took out one of Kojuro's haori from a drawer, along with a broken kiseru that he had kept, looking at both objects with tenderness. A smile grew on my face. I knew that his haori would engulf me, since he was taller than me, but this would warm my body and my heart. I hurriedly slipped into it then dashed towards the mirror, my sorrowful emotions spurred me faster.

Laughing childishly, I peered at my sleeve-covered hands. I looked like a little girl wearing grown-up clothes. I whipped my hair into a ponytail, still smiling at myself. I couldn’t stop looking at the figure dressed in the gray haori. I crossed my arms in front of my chest and lifted my chin, looking defiantly at the reflection. A lopsided smile crossed my face. I took the kiseru with my hand, as if I knew what I was doing, and brought it to my lips, imitating Kojuro when smoking. I took a big fake puff and then frowned my brows, addressing myself in a menacing way.

“If you dare to do something to Lord Masamune, you will answer to me. I'll kill you.”

I was unable to contain my laugh. Those were the first words Kojuro gave me when I came into his life. My hands went to my stomach, affirming it, while trying to control my giggles. At what point did that threatening giant became a fond lover?

Laughter slowed on my lips. I didn’t feel so alone anymore. I kept the kiseru in the sleeve, thinking that I would put it back in the box from which I had taken it later. I looked back at my reflection, which didn’t look so sad any longer. I brought my hands to the icy glass, gently touching the reflection of my own palms.

“Precious girl…” 

The words came out of my lips in a natural way. I leaned my forehead against the mirror, breathing the smell of tobacco from his clothes. It intoxicated all my senses. I would have given anything for a kiss from him at that moment. I closed my eyes gradually, waiting for my love could travel through the cold, looking out for him, letting him know that I needed him. The night was lonely and he wasn’t there for me.

Or that's what I thought until I felt some hands crossing my waist and his breath on my neck.

“My precious wife.”

I turned my neck to look at him and noticed Kojuro's green eyes, illuminated by the light of the lamps, smiling at me. A knot formed in my throat, as if I wanted to cry but with joy. Oh, I had missed him so much! The words didn’t come out of my mouth, I couldn’t speak. Nonetheless, my lips drew a smile that matched his, my heartbeat resonated in my ears. I felt as much in love as if it were the first day. I felt his kisses, delicate as a feather, running down my cheeks and my closed eyelids. Inside me, I knew in that instant that Kojuro had missed me as much as I did. I turned around in his arms, to snuggle against his chest, letting him share his warmth with me. He replied with a chuckle.

He brought his lips to my ear, and in a low voice whispered tenderly, “I'm surprised you still remember those words, precious girl… but I didn’t use that tone with you, didn’t I?”

My eyes widened in surprise. My mind screamed for answers, to know if he had seen all my performance. My mouth moved without me noticing, asking him that. Kojuro laughed softly, saying yes. My cheeks blushed as if I was a cherry. I felt ridiculous. I could see the way that my beloved moved his head from one side to the other, like he was denying something. I didn’t knew what to say, maybe it was that I shouldn’t worry?

He took me by the shoulders and turned me around. I was facing the mirror again, with him behind me. The reflection returned our eyes, shining like a gallery of galaxies. His were the most attractive pieces, twinkling and darkening with desire. Dazzled, I closed my own. His touch was spreading down my arms and abdomen as I felt his soft purr in my ear.

“I missed you. I miss you always.” His lips approached mine gently, barely touching each other.

“I need you.” I whispered these words like a spell between his lips, with our mouths half open for each other. I was following the urges and the desire that remained hidden in my heart.

He pressed against me, his hands going to my breasts, cupping them softly. His long, thin fingers formed circles around my nipples above the clothes. Our breaths began to mix, our lips still touching without kissing. Passion flowed between us, and I press harder against him. I could feel his hardened length behind me.

“Am I as threatening as you were suggesting, my darling?” His lips began to run down my neck, brushing it, as we became closer to each other. "I want you to show me how good of a Katakura Kojuro you can be."

I opened my eyes wide, my mouth ajar, as I asked “What?” A smirk appeared on his lips. His eyes devoured me and I just wanted to immerse myself in him. He ran his tongue slowly down my neck, savoring me.

“Amaze me. Make me yours, just as I usually make you mine.”

My mouth was dry and I swallowed as I could. I wasn’t really sure of how I would do it, but I was determined to accept the challenge. I could see in the mirror that Kojuro had already taken a few steps away from me, looking at me with desire, but without touching me. His index finger brushed his lips, tempting me, making me impatient. I wanted to throw myself over him and make love passionately, but it wasn’t the rules of the game. No, he always aroused my desire and I was going to do the same to him. The two of us could play the same game.

With my heart pounding, I turned around and put my hands on his chest. In silence, we walk towards the futon. I slid my hands to his nape and pulled him towards me, intensely, putting my tongue between his lips, caressing him. I bit his bottom lip gently and I heard a little moan from him. His hands tangled between my waist, pulling me closer to him, making me feel his erection. The moment I felt his touch on my body, I walked away from him, leaving him wanting more.

I gently pushed the coat from his shoulders, and pulled out his obi with ease. He surrendered to me, letting me do as I pleased. My hands caressed his back, drawing the same figures that he used to draw in mine, lower and lower, almost touching his backside. Then, I slid my fingers to his chest, scratching his skin softly, and I opened his kimono, letting it fall between us as well as his underwear. The wind was still blowing as cold as before, but Kojuro's body radiated such heat that I forgot it. With a little push, I managed to lean him on the futon. I looked at him from above, standing. I licked my lips and smiled in the most sensual way I could.

The lamps had stopped burning. Under the moonlight that filtered through the window I noticed a blush on his cheeks. Kojuro closed his eyes, breathing hard. I noticed how his erection was reaching towards me, hurrying to please me. Meanwhile, I took off his haori from my body and left it on the ground.

“Look at me.”

Kojuro's eyes widened. My hands advanced merely caressing my legs, from bottom to top, contouring my body before his very eyes. Following an inaudible and sensual rhythm, I touched my breasts over my clothes, then my waist. I turned around to touch my rear in front of him, stoking his desire. Then, I looked over my right shoulder. I smiled mischievously at him as I finished taking off my underwear in a graceful and slow way, to his delight. The clothes fell and I pushed it with my foot to the side. His eyes kept following me, no matter what I did. When I noticed the haori still on the floor, I put it back on, hugging my nakedness with my lover’s clothes. Then I took between my hands one of the sash that I had just taken from him.

I approached him with feline movements, sitting between his legs. I put my hands on his chest and approached to his earlobe, biting it gently. My tongue traced part of his neck. I knew that he liked that, and I felt him tremble under my touch. I sucked intensely, giving him an adorable love bite. Kojuro groaned, in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

“My precious boy.” I purred in his ear as I pinned his wrists over his head. He made a strangled noise, surprised to have heard his same words on my lips. With an agility that even surprised me, I tied his hands with the obi sash. He was completely at my mercy.

“You are so breathtaking, dear one.” With a feather-light touch, my fingers moved slowly over his cheek. It was as if I wanted to memorize his face, his endearing expressions, so that when I closed my eyes I could see him exactly like this in my dreams.

I reached up to his wet lips and he stuck his tongue out to lick my fingers delicately. His tongue felt warm and soft. I sighed with lasciviousness, feeling how he sucked one by one. I was melting over him, but I tried to control myself. I pulled my hand away from his lips and I could feel his disappointment. Downplaying it, I kept lowering my fingers over him until I reached his neck, where I touched the mark I had left on him a moment ago. I knew it would not fade for days and I felt satisfied.

I bended over him, showering his chest with soft kisses and small bites. I noticed his silence and I raised my head to look at him. Kojuro was biting his lower lip trying to suppress any kind of sound. His body began to be covered with a thin sheen of sweat. I chuckled and kept going down with my kisses until I reached his length. 

“Do you enjoy the way I touch you?” While I was asking this, my palms had slipped through his inner thighs, my nails raking his skin. His head slammed back into the futon in pure pleasure while his hips were moving upward.

“Milady… please…” His cock was now hardened into a full erection. I licked my lips with lust.

“Milady what?” I teased him while I was waiting for his answer. I caressed his inner thighs with my lips. I breathed softly on him, feeling how his skin started to get goosebumps.

Making eye contact with him, I formed a ring around the base of his cock with my fingers. Without ceremonies, I took the head of his shaft into my mouth, swirling my tongue around him. 

Kojuro was unable to speak. His moans began to be louder and I knew he had stopped holding himself back. I felt how his body tensed the moment one of my hands slid up to his buttocks and squeezed it gently. His hips cried out for more, going up and down desperately, trying to make me go deeper… and of course, I gave him what he needed. 

My pace was steady but once I started to feel the salty taste of precum on my tongue, I pulled his manhood out of my mouth. He jolted. 

“Ah… You are such… a naughty woman.” He was trembling underneath me, barely coherent enough to talk to me between his ragged breaths.

I laughed openly. Then, as if it were a secret just between us two, I whispered, "I already knew that." As I returned to straddle his hips, I adjusted the ponytail I had.

Kojuro's breathing had already calmed down. However, I had just started.

I looked him in the face again. I liked to see him vulnerable and in need of me. Then, our eyes met with an intensity I couldn't have seen coming. I felt the fire and the passion inside of me. Kojuro was calling my spirit through the walls of my flesh. I could feel the moisture between my legs, desirous of him.

I put my hands on his wrists, using it as a stand and I started rocking my hips against him. Kojuro's haori stuck to my body, to my sweat, mixed with the smell of tobacco. I moved quickly, especially after finding the ideal position to get friction on my clitoris. He moaned with every new angle, both of us enjoying the sensations. I could feel the waves of pleasure coming to me and I pulled my head back, eyes closed. I still didn’t want to come, but it seemed almost inevitable.

“I know… what I said before… But I can’t deal with this any longer.”

I opened my eyes in surprise to see how Kojuro pulled his hands out of the tie I had made with the obi. My hands went to his biceps, reaching just in time to lean on him. Desperately, his hands slid under my hips, lifting them up and down to increase the friction created by my movements. Our moans mixed, forming one. The haori clung to us, my hands couldn’t move to take it away from me. I was immersed in pleasure.

Taking me again with his hands, he lifted me to reposition himself under me, letting himself slide half way inside me. I tensed. A shiver of pleasure ran down my back, waiting for the outcome. I felt his hands tighten my buttocks.

"Tell me what you want, Lady Katakura." Kojuro's eyes sparkled with lust. 

“Ah… I need you… please…” I pleaded him, trying to bucking down my hips, but he didn’t let me have it.

He put one hand to his mouth to lick his fingers while with the other he held me halfway, making me wait. He caressed my body until he reached my nipples, forming circles with his fingertips. I tried to slowly move my hips up and down, but he stopped my advances.

Then, without warning, I watched his cock disappearing into my body. The sweet pain was immediate. My body tensed and adjusted to his. The intensity of his movements delighted me. I rode him slowly and then frantically until we both screamed in pleasure. His firm grip left marks on my derriere, I knew that tomorrow his name would be marked on my skin, letting me know I was only his.

Tighter and tighter, harder and harder, deeper and deeper.

My whole body shivered. I needed more. I wanted to have every fiber of his being inside me. I was following his scent until all logic was absent. He was the only thing in this world that made sense in that moment.

His face flushed. My name came out of his lips along with some curses. I submerged myself in the pleasure, a frown between my brows, my mouth hanged open as I gasped for air between my screams.

“K-Kojuro!” 

As if he knew what his role was, his pace accelerated more and more, driving me crazy. I held tight to his shoulders until my knuckles turned white. Kojuro raised his upper body and put his lips to my ear, husking between groans "Come for me, my precious girl." He increased the speed until I no longer knew about the world around us.

My vision faded to black as I felt the waves of pleasure crashing against me. My legs tensed and shivered at the same time. I felt the orgasm in my throat and my beloved's hips were still moving below me. Then, between Kojuro's moans, I felt an explosion inside of me. My walls contracted. Our rocking started to slow down and I collapsed on top of his chest.

I closed my eyes, listening to the beating of his heart. He wrapped his arms around me, squeezing me tightly to his chest. The haori stuck to my back.

“I love you… I love you so much.” My voice sounded weak in the darkness.

 Kojuro's hands began to draw the shapes that I liked so much on my back. “I love you too… my darling.”

I felt his lips lean on my forehead, in chaste little kisses. We remained silent, only perceiving our touch, the silence was pleasant between us both. My hands caressed his shoulders. I still didn’t want to get off of him. Suddenly, I felt Kojuro's chest moving and when I realized, it was him trying to contain the laughter.

"Wow, I didn’t knew that I made you feel this way." With a boyish smile, his gaze acquired the kind lines he always used to show me. "Yeah, you are definitely an excellent Katakura Kojuro."

I blushed as my eyes widened in surprise at his words. I immediately started laughing with him. The haori moved again and the broken kiseru that was in the sleeve pushed to his skin. Kojuro complained of pain, but we keep laughing like children, although at that point we didn’t even knew why.