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"Brother!" Serena's voice echoed through the garden as she rounded the corner, "You are finally home!" Her features brightened at the sight of them, a wide smile spreading across her face as she rushed forward to hug Kiyoshi tightly. "Oh, it's so good to see you!" she gushed, her eyes shining with tears of happiness.
Kiyoshi returned her embrace, squeezing her gently. "It is good to see you too, sister," he replied, his voice rough with emotion. " I need to thank you for taking care of Nia while I was gone. It means more to me than words can say."
"I had to! Nia can be very stubborn sometimes." Serena giggled, teasing her sister-in-law.
Kiyoshi chuckled, "Stubborn, huh? That is a first." He glanced over at Nia, who playfully hit his arm. "But seriously, thank you again, Serena. I do not know what I would have done without you."
"It was my pleasure, truly," Serena replied, her gaze moving between the two of them. "And speaking of pleasure..." She paused, a wicked glint in her eye. "I think it's time we celebrate your return, brother."
"Serena!" Nia gasped, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "That is enough!"
Serena ran away teasingly, her laughter echoing through the garden. Kiyoshi watched her go, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "You know," he said, turning back to Nia, "she is right. We should celebrate. Let's make this a night to remember."
"Unfortunately, I must decline the invitation," Nia said softly, placing her finger on his lips seductively. "My dearest husband, I have important business to attend to." Her voice was full of mischief as she pressed herself closer against him.
"What kind of business?" he asked teasingly, his voice low and husky. "Perhaps I should accompany you, just to make sure you do not get into any trouble." Nia giggled, playfully swatting at his arm.
"I must leave you to your own devices, my love," Nia said, running her hands up and down his chest. "But rest assured, I will be thinking of you while I attend to my...duties." With one final sultry kiss, she turned, but before she could leave. Kiyoshi caught her wrist, pulling her back to him.
"As your king, I order you to stay with me," Kiyoshi murmured, his fingers tracing delicate circles on her skin. "I cannot bear the thought of being apart from you right now." He gazed into her eyes, their love and connection radiating between them like a beacon.
Nia laughed softly, her eyes shining with amusement. "Very well, Your Majesty," she replied, tilting her head to the side. "But only if you promise to be a good king and obey my every command." Kiyoshi chuckled, feeling his heart skip a beat at her words.
He carried her bridal-style over his shoulder, her laughter filling the air as they disappeared into the palace together. The servants bowed low as they passed, whispering among themselves about the king's return and the joy that seemed to radiate from him. It was as if a weight had been lifted from his shoulders, as if he'd finally found his purpose in life.
As they arrived in their chambers, Kiyoshi gently set Nia down on their bed, her soft laughter still filling the air. The servants discreetly retreated, giving the couple some much-needed privacy. Nia climbed onto the bed, her movements fluid and sensual, as if she were dancing just for him. She beckoned him closer, and he willingly obeyed, his heart pounding in anticipation of what was to come.
She leaned forward, her lips brushing against his neck, her hands moving up his chest and around his shoulders. The feel of her skin against his sent a shiver through his body, and he moaned softly as she continued her sensual dance. Kiyoshi could not help but lose himself in the moment, his hands tracing the lines of her back, her hips, her thighs. Their passionate embrace grew more intense with each passing second, their breaths coming in ragged gasps as their desire for one another consumed them.
As they moved together, their bodies became one, lost in the rhythm of their lovemaking. The sounds of their pleasure filled the room, mingling with the soft rustle of the sheets and the creak of the bedposts. Nia arched her back, throwing her head back as she let out a moan that sent shivers down Kiyoshi's spine. He felt himself on the brink of release, the intensity of their connection building inside him like a fire about to explode.
He looked down at Nia, her hair fanned out across the pillow, her eyes closed as she reveled in the sensations coursing through her body. Her skin glowed in the candlelight, her lips parted in a soft, sensual smile. He could not help but marvel at how beautiful she was, how lucky he was to have found her. With a growl, he plunged deeper inside her, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony.
Their lovemaking was like a dance, a slow and deliberate exploration of each other's desires and limits. Nia's hands roamed over his chest, her fingernails raking lightly against his skin, sending shivers down his spine. He arched his back, pressing deeper into her, feeling the heat of their bodies merge as one. With each thrust, he felt himself growing closer to the edge, the intensity of their connection building like a fire in his chest.
She met his gaze, their eyes locked in a heated exchange as they moved together. Her lips parted in a breathless moan, and he could not help but feel a surge of possessiveness course through him. He was hers, and she was his. There was nothing else that mattered in that moment.
As their bodies moved in unison, their sweat mingled, creating a sticky warmth between them. Kiyoshi's thrusts grew deeper, more urgent, and he could feel the tension building inside him, coiling tight like a spring wound too far. He looked down at Nia, watching her face as she neared her own release, her breath coming in ragged gasps.
Her fingernails dug into his shoulders, leaving trails of pleasure-tinged pain that only served to heighten his arousal. Her hips bucked against his, meeting each of his thrusts with a ferocity that matched his own. She arched her back, her head thrown back, her mouth open in a silent scream of ecstasy.
Kiyoshi felt himself on the brink, his body tense and ready to explode. He looked down at Nia, her eyes closed, her face flushed with passion. With one final thrust, he let go, feeling his release pour into her. Their bodies moved together in perfect harmony, each wave of pleasure echoing through them both.
As they lay together in the afterglow of their passion, Kiyoshi's heart still raced from the intensity of their lovemaking. He could not help but marvel at the connection they shared, the way their bodies seemed to know each other's every move. Nia rested her head on his chest, her breathing slowly returning to normal as she traced idle patterns on his skin with her fingertips.
"There's something you haven't told me yet..."
"Is there, my love?" he asked, running his fingers through her afro hair. He kissed her temple, feeling the soft, warm skin beneath his lips. "What is it that you want to know?"
"When we first discussed the topic of...consummation," she blushed slightly, "you mentioned you had been betrothed before." Nia paused, gathering her courage. "I want to know about her. Was it...was it anything like this?" Her heart skipped a beat as she waited for his response.
"No, it wasn't," Kiyoshi replied, his voice gentle. He knew she was asking not out of jealousy or a desire to compare, but out of a genuine curiosity about his past. "Centuries ago, when I was 115..." He chuckled dryly, "or rather, 15 as humans would count it," he said.
Nia's eyes widened. "So young?"
Kiyoshi nodded. "My father, the King at the time..." he paused, "He wasn't fond of me, being... well, what I was." He gestured vaguely, indicating his illegitimate birth. "He arranged a betrothal with another young vampire, a girl named Ravenna."
"Was she..." Nia's voice trailed off, a pang of jealousy in her chest.
"No, Nia," he said softly, "There was nothing romantic between us. We were children, forced together by circumstance. We grew close, yes, but it was a bond of friendship, of shared childhood burdens."
"Did your father..." she hesitated, searching for the right words. "Did your father teach you about... everything? About consummation?" Nia bit her lip, feeling the heat rise to her cheeks again.
"Unfortunately, yes. Part of the arrangement, I suppose. Though," he added, "it turned out to be rather useless knowledge at the time."
"Useless?" Nia repeated, arching an eyebrow.
We were mere children. But just before the ceremony, just when I thought I was condemned to a loveless marriage..." he trailed off, his voice hardening. "I found Ravenna...with another."
"Oh Kiyoshi, I am so sorry," Nia whispered, her hand finding its way to his cheek and cupping it. "I cannot imagine how you must have felt."
"It was a long time ago, my love. My father, consumed by the need to avoid public humiliation, poisoned her."
"Are you...are you all right?" Nia asked, her voice trembling.
"Yes, my Queen," he whispered, a smile returning to his lips. "I have you, and that is all that matters." He pulled her closer, nuzzling her neck. "And I swear, Nia, I will never hurt you. You are my life now, and I will cherish you always."