Botan's Stalker
by Reiko
Chapter 5
/"blah blah"/ italized, thoughts, mental voice ^^;
Koenma sighed tiredly as he
made his way back to his chamber. He slowly opened the door and went inside only
to settle himself once again on the chair beside the bed. It has been what? The
fifth time he went out for water? Swallowing a groan of displeasure, he slumped
himself against it, his fingers automatically reaching up to massage his
temples.
This has been a crazy night. First, about the wedding, second, about Sayuri and
third about Botan. He shifted his body slightly only to look at Botan, her now
peaceful sleeping form bringing him relief.
He had decided to put Botan in his own chamber for the night. With what happened
earlier, putting Botan with the rest of the ferry girls is absolutely out of the
question. Someone is after Botan and as far as he's concerned, everybody's under
suspicion until everything's settled. And besides, it would really make him feel
more secure not to let her out of his sight… at least for this night and for
the coming days.
He looked at her and noted the regular rising and falling of her chest with
every breath. With that, he relaxed a bit. Thank goodness Botan had finally
stopped writhing and thrashing in her sleep. For a moment there he had feared
that a youkai or something was after her, even in her dreams.
He stood up, yawning, the effect of the warm, luxurious bath he took already
taking its toll. He had never felt so drained and exhausted in his entire
immortal life. Checking on Botan for the last time and tucking her yet again
snuggly under the covers, he then decided to settle on his seat again and
mercifully close his eyes.
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Her eyes snapped open.
"Where am I?" She asked herself as she hastily shrugged the thick
covers off her body and sat up. Her eyes, finally adjusting to the dimness,
darted around only to find herself inside a chamber. But not that just any
chamber…
"Sugoi!" She hissed silently, her eyes fleeting from one luxury to
another.
Settling her feet on the carpeted floor, she padded her way silently across the
room only to see the enormous canopy bed before her. She just can't believe that
she actually slept there! She walked towards it and lightly ran her hands
against the smooth wooden posts, her lavender eyes shining with wonder. Turning
around, she then fleeted noiselessly across the immense room, the soft feel of
the carpet against her bare feet making her giggle.
She had never, in her life, saw anything as lavish as these! First, the enormous
canopied bed with its velvet curtains then the delicate couches across from it.
There was a big, sturdy wooden desk at the left corner and beside it stood a
bookshelf containing numerous reading materials… In short, the spacious room
is elegant and very… manly…?
She frowned, her hands hastily brushing a streak of her blue hair away from her
eyes. The sudden movement brought the faint rustle of cloth to her ears. She
looked down only to realize that she's wearing a long nightgown made of the
finest silk she has ever seen. Smiling giddily, she ran her hands along the
sleeves, savoring its softness.
"Where am I?" She found herself asking again, amazed by the luxuries
around her. "How did I get here?"
"Botan?"
She turned around upon hearing a sleepy voice behind her. She frowned upon
seeing Koenma gingerly rubbing an eye with the back of his hand. She stepped
back.
"Botan, what are you doing already up?" He asked standing up. He
walked a little groggily and stopped before her. "Are you feeling all right
now? He asked with concern.
Her eyes widened as realizations hit her. "K- Koenma?" Her voice came
in a gasp.
"Look, Botan I'm tired and you've been-- "
He blinked in surprise as he instantly felt a warm, soft body against his.
Before he could say anything, he felt gentle arms wounding its way around his
neck, a face resting against his chest and the sweet smell of her hair wafting
towards him. For a moment, he stood there not sure of what to do. The fact that
Botan's all over him is very distracting but he just can't tear himself away
from the delicious warmth…
"B- Botan…"
"I missed you." She said softly bringing her eyes to look at his face,
her hands clutching his neck as if holding for dear life.
"I- I missed you too… that is… for the past five or six hours… I
think?" He stammered stupidly. He was fully awake now considering that
Botan's warmth is reaching to him. It was really hard to give her answers that
make sense right now. Then to his complete surprise, he felt her soft lips
against his.
/What the hell is this?!/ Koenma found his brain screaming madly as he felt his
body freeze. He stood there not knowing what to do and trying his best not to
return the kiss but also making no effort to tear his lips away-- But God! What
a sweet kiss…! Then to his horror, he found his body furiously reacting
against her. Fighting for control, he gently tore his lips from hers.
"Botan what are-- " He paused to catch his breath, a sudden hot
sensation crashing at him. "-- what are you doing?"
"Koenma…" She murmured her hands brushing several of his brown hair
away from his eyes. "Just-- just hold me, please… I- I-- "
"Botan, you know…"
"I'm afraid." She finished softly. With that, Koenma found himself
shutting up as her eyes captured his. Koenma instantly felt himself being lolled
by the dark depths of her violet eyes, making it impossible to tear his gaze
away from hers. Without thinking, he pulled her closer.
"I'm here, always." He whispered nuzzling her cheek with the tip of
his nose. She looked at him as Koenma lowered his head to hers, letting their
foreheads touch.
"I-- I will not leave you… I- " He paused as she nuzzled his nose
with hers. He closed his eyes momentarily with the sudden surge of pleasure it
brought. "I will protect you." And with that, he slowly captured her
lips with hers.
It was meant to be just a simple kiss. Nothing but a simple, reassuring kiss-- a
friendly kiss?! Heck! Is there such a thing as a friendly kiss?! He would've
pulled away quickly but such thoughts were forgotten when he felt the delicious
brush of her hands on his back. Instead of tearing himself away from her, he
found his arms pulling her closer, his lips gently demanding more. Forgetting
Sayuri, the wedding and almost everything, he willingly surrendered himself to
the sweet haven of her kisses. Nothing's more important to him anymore… just
this moment, just her…
He let out a soft groan of pleasure as he felt her lips gently moving with his.
The kiss, a sweet and light one, feeling each other's lips at first and then
gradually building up… He wondered with amazement how something as sweet and
tender such as this could be as hot and intense at the same time. Instinctively,
he let his left hand settle on the back of slender neck, pulling her closer to
him.
She tightened her arms around him as she felt the gentle pressure of his hand.
She wanted to look at his face, his eyes… She was about to break off gently
when a sudden touch of his tongue on her lips made her freeze. These… are all
new to her… For a moment there she found herself not moving, her lips tightly
closed.
Koenma felt her stiffened against him. Not sure of what to do but obviously not
wanting to let go, he lightly grazed his tongue across her soft lips, teasing
her. At that, a soft, startled moan came out of her lips and Koenma took that
opportunity to slip himself inside, caressing the sensitive recesses of her
mouth.
"K- Koenma…" She gasped through his kisses. This is really
tormenting her. Just then without her knowing it, her tongue flicked with his.
He gave a groan of pleasure as he felt her shyly moved against his, playing and
flicking innocently. He tore his lips away from hers only to trail wet, hot
kisses along her neck, her cheek…
"W- wait, wait…" She said breathlessly gently pushing him away.
Koenma stopped and looked at her. She nearly melted when he saw passion and hot
desire dancing in his eyes. Instantly a spasm of heat surged up inside her.
"This is-- I mean… I-- you are-- "
As if reading her mind, he gently spoke. "There will be no prince or
whatsoever inside the four corners of this chamber, Botan…" He brought
his lips to her forehead. "Only you and me."
With that, she smiled. Koenma smiled at her and once again took her lips with
his. This time he kissed her fervently, demanding more. This is crazy but he
doesn't give a damn about anything anymore. What matter's is this, the sweet
woman against him and the sweet things she's doing…
Gently he brought his hands to her chest and fumbled with the buttons of her
nightgown, wanting so desperately to feel her skin against his. Again he felt
her body tensing. He stopped only to find her actually looking at him with
unexplainable fear. He sighed.
"Are-- are you afraid?" He asked. She bit her lip timidly. Casting her
eyes down, she nodded her head slowly. Koenma closed his eyes, cursing himself.
Is this too much? He doesn't want to take an unwilling woman especially her
but--
"Do- do you want me to go?" The words were out of his lips before he
could stop them. She looked at him and then to his surprise, she slowly shook
her head. With that, he smiled and gently kissed the tip of her nose.
"Turn around." He whispered.
She obediently turned around, her back to him. Then she shivered slightly when
she felt the soft brush of Koenma's lips against the back of her neck, nipping
and kissing gently. She threw her head back, a heated gasp coming out of her
lips.
Koenma felt something stir inside him. He momentarily bit his lip as he felt the
unusual tightening within his pants. All sorts of groans and gasps are coming
out of her lips that he tried his best not to just throw her on the bed and make
love to her like crazy. Instead, he closed his eyes as he trailed kisses down to
her neck, her soft moans and whimpers of pleasure making him burn with rich
desire. His elegant fingers, as if having a mind of its own, gently unbuttoned
her nightgown until he felt the last of it giving away to his touch.
"K- Koenma… please… I-- "
"Utsukushii…" He whispered as he slowly eased the silken material
off her shoulder only to reveal a slender back and a pair of silken shoulders.
He brought his lips again against her neck this time trailing torrid kisses down
onto her back. A soft cry of pleasure came out of her when she felt his wet,
smooth lips against her hips.
"P- please, please, K-Koenma…" But the words died out when she felt
him easing the garment off her body. The nightgown landed on the floor, creating
a pool of silk beneath her feet, completely leaving her all bare in front of
him. Then ever so gently, Koenma turned her around to face him.
"You're beautiful…" He whispered huskily, his eyes widening. His
gaze roamed from her face to her chest. He noticed the perfect shape of her
breasts, full and firm with its pink tip. His eyes then wandered down to her
narrow waist then to her pleasantly rounded hips, really made for pleasure. His
eyes went back to her face only to see her blushing with shyness. She was like
an ivory statue, molded to perfection. He smiled at her tenderly and kissed the
tip of her nose.
"So gorgeous…" He said as he hoisted her up easily onto his arms. He
then walked across the room and towards the bed. He settled her on it, stepping
back only to shrug his clothes off.
At that, she looked away, turning her back to him. A soft amused chuckle escaped
his lips upon noting her blush deepening with shyness. Then without warning, he
joined her on the bed and kissed her on her hips. She uttered a startled cry…
that wasn't called for!
"Bot-- " But the words were cut short when he suddenly felt her lips
on his, this time urging him to respond. Koenma settled himself on top of her.
He kissed her back with equal passion, all the bottled up desires and longings
pouring out uncontrollably… He tore his lips away only to look at her pretty
face framed with her blue hair.
"K- Koenma?" She called out softly from beneath him, her hands
reaching up only to caress his lean chest. The clumsy movement of her hands
brought a ripple of hot pleasure within him.
"Y- yes?" He asked brokenly.
"I want you now." She said, her voice hot with fervor mingling with a
tinge of shyness. He groaned, her innocence making him heady with heated need.
"I want you too, angel." He replied as he brought himself down on her,
kissing and exploring till she found herself arching up to him, crying and
gasping then the next moment whimpering then moaning…
A fire burned deep within her as she returned every kiss, every touch, hungrily,
eagerly… her passion undoubtedly a match for his own. She moaned out his name
as he brought her higher and higher above the clouds till she felt nothing but
pleasure and desire igniting at the same time… hot bittersweet pleasure and an
unsatisfied desire burning fiercely within her making her beg for more.
Then she stiffened upon feeling his sudden invasion, then a slight pain as he
stopped, giving her time to accustom herself to the newness of their union.
Koenma propped himself up to look at her face.
"D- Daijoubu ka?" He asked. The look she gave him clearly indicated
fear and uncertainty. "D- does it hurt or…?" He sighed. Well if
she's afraid, he's terrified! Terrified of hurting her, disappointing her…
"I'm fine…" Came her soft voice, seeing the torment of unreleased
desire on his face. She assured him with a sweet smile.
"Are- are you sure?" He asked uncertainly. She smiled bravely.
"Hai."
With that, he briefly kissed her on the lips before burying his face against her
neck. Then he moved against her gently… slowly… She cried with surprise upon
feeling the slight pleasure it brought.
"Did I-- does it-- " He immediately stopped upon hearing the soft cry.
She shook her head as she marveled at the wonderful feeling.
"Iie." She replied.
"S- sure?"
"Koenma, don't worry I won't break apart." She answered rather
impatiently, wanting that "nice" sensation all over again.
Koenma gave a soft laugh and kissed her fondly on the forehead. Then as if
forever, he moved once again… slowly then building up, getting faster and
faster, thrust for thrust until she couldn't take anything anymore. Then as if
forever, white, hot pleasure spiraled up her body. With one last thrust, she
finally called out his name, her nails digging onto his back as she felt herself
coming and falling over the edge. After a moment, Koenma then gave out his own
cry as he spilled his soul inside her.
"Oh god Botan…" Koenma gasped as he limply lay there, breathing
heavily. He withdrew himself after a moment, gritting his teeth with the
pleasure it brought.
She closed her eyes as she let herself enjoy the sweet peaceful current swaying
her ever so tenderly… the flames burning out gently. Her body… so empty but
filled at the same time.
"So… unreal…" Koenma murmured looking at her face, shaking his
head in amazement, their bodies both heaving and spent. She pulled his head down
only to settle it on her chest, kissing his hair. Koenma listened at the beat of
her heart, his shoulders heaving furiously.
"So unreal…" He repeated his voice full of wonder. He looked at her
eyes only to see the aftermath of passion on them. He kissed her tiredly on the
lips before settling himself beside her.
"This-- is so-- I really…" He whispered pulling her close.
"…don't know what to say." He continued
"Shh… Then don't." She placed her finger on his lips in an attempt
to shush him up. She willingly rolled towards his embrace. Her head resting on
his chest, her hands splayed on them, she yawned adorably that Koenma found
himself chuckling at the sight.
"Oyasumi nasai…" She said sleepily, finally closing her eyes. Koenma
tightened his arms around her and kissed her hair.
"Oyasumi…" He whispered as her felt the regular rising and falling
of her shoulders. Then he smiled. "Sleep tight, angel." He murmured,
closing his eyes and surrendering himself to slumber.
The next morning Koenma woke up with a dreamy smile on his face. Without
bothering to open his eyes, he reached for the warm body beside him. But all he
felt was the cool and rumpled sheet of the bed against his skin. Snapping his
eyes open, he let out a disappointed groan, his chest constricting with pain,
much to his very surprise. He gave a bitter laugh, realizations coming down on
him full force.
He was all alone.