Unforgettable // Muichiro X Reader // Lemon

Do it again

When we arrived back home, it was already dark. I prepared us both some late-night dinner. Muichiro usually acted cool, but he smiles warmly every time he eats my cooking now, making me blush.

After dinner, I went to my room to change for the night. I wasn't sure what to do, because I couldn't stop thinking about the way Muichiro held me last night. I wanted to sleep by his side again.  I heard a knock on my door, interrupting my thoughts as I opened it to find Muichiro there.

"Are you coming to my room tonight? I should stay by your side until you completely recover," he told me nonchalantly. I couldn't help but feel that was his only concern, but of course, I agreed. Last night, I slept by his side but still on my own futon, yet tonight, I saw only his by the window.

"Where will I be sleeping?" I asked. I already knew, but I wanted to hear him say it as I approached him smiling. I blushed slightly, but I wanted to see if I could fluster him.

"Isn't it obvious? I thought I taught you to not ask questions you know the answer to," he told me coolly. I was utterly defeated but I couldn't help but laugh as I saw his enchanting smile emerge again. He took my hand and sat me down with him on the small futon.

His turquoise eyes looked so pretty in the moonlight. I saw he still wore black loose-fitting pajamas with a turquoise collar just like his normal uniform, only softer, as if he was always ready for battle. He gently moved my hair out of my face, softly touching my face while tucked my hair behind my ear. He didn't move his hand but instead held my face in his strong hand as he looked at me.

"Now that we are alone, can we do that again?" He asked me quietly, with a hint of blush on his face. I knew exactly what he was talking about, and I didn't want to wait anymore either. I nodded as I brought myself closer to him.

He moved his hand behind my neck as he tilted his head to the right, closing his eyes. His lips met mine again. He was more passionate than before, pressing me deeper into a kiss yet somehow, it still felt soft. He seemed like he was waiting desperately for this feeling again. He pulled back for a moment as we took a gasp of air but I felt like it wasn't enough.

Clearly, he felt the same as he put his hand behind my waist and pulled me closer to him, pulling me deep into a kiss as his hands traveled down to my hips. His tongue met mine as he overpowered me as I fell onto the ground below, with him on top of me. When he pulled away, there was a small trail of saliva between us making me blush more as he looked at me with hunger in his eyes for a moment. He then seemed to realize the position we were in and when he looked down at me as his face beamed red and he pulled me back up.

"Sorry. Are you alright?" He asked me shyly. So cute.

"I am more than alright. You are good at that," I said, still blushing but happy to be doing this with him.

"Maybe that's enough for right now," he told me quietly as he pulled the blanket of his bed open. He grabbed my waist and brought me to his side. He felt so warm, almost like he was overheating as he wrapped his strong arms around me, holding me close to him. I loved the feeling, but I was embarrassed when I noticed where my backside rubbed against him in this position. I tried to stay perfectly still so as not to provoke him more.

"Just rest now," he whispered before kissing my ear. Was he holding back? I felt hot as he lay down, breathing softly into my neck. How is he so relaxed at this? How did he stop himself from doing more tonight? My mind raced with questions before I finally tired myself out enough to succumb to sleep as well.

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When I woke up, Muichiro was already awake and training. He seemed to be pushing himself more than usual, the sun had only started to rise. I quickly dressed and went outside to join him, only to see his training dummy was completely split in two while he was staring at the ground with a deadpan expression. He seemed off, like his rage against demons had worsened. I understood why though, so I had to show him I was strong enough to hold my own now. But how?

Since he broke his favorite dummy, I decided to try and impress him. I spotted a new, mostly unused metal training dummy shaped like a large demon with a shield. I prepared myself and performed Mist Breathing, fourth form, completely slashing the dummy in two. When I finished I stood up proudly.

"You feel like showing off while you are recovering? By breaking my equipment?" He asked me bluntly. My heart sank at his words, but I couldn't deny I was trying to show off. And now all our training dummies are broken.

"You broke one as well. Like teacher, like student, right?" I rebutted. He just smirked as he crossed his arms at me. 

"If you want to train so badly, let's do it," He told me before getting into a fighting position. He looked serious, almost scaring me as I prepared. By noon, I was completely defeated while he still hadn't broken a sweat. I did manage to flip him one time today at least, that is an improvement! "Okay, lunchtime," He ordered. I nodded, ready for a break.

As I was cooking, he placed his head on his hands looking at me curiously. Something was burning in my mind since last night, making me blush at the thought of how close he was to me last night, only to pull away but keep me close while we slept.

"Why is your face red?" He asked me nonchalantly.

"I was wondering, are you holding back from, embracing me completely?" I asked him quietly. His eyes looked blown wide open with surprise as a tinge of pink filled his face.

"I don't wish to overwhelm you. Everything feels new to me, I don't remember anything except fighting and you," he explained to me, obviously a bit nervous. I set the food to simmer as I took a seat by his side. I interlaced our fingers together and looked up into his perfect eyes.

"I understand it is new for you, but it is new for me too. Let's learn together?" I offered as he blushed more. He had a strange look on his face as he turned his head to the side, studying me carefully.

"Like this?" He pulled me close, making me lean in to kiss him again which quickly developed into a deeper kiss, unable to help himself. As parted from our lips, but brought his lips down to my neck as he began to give me soft kisses that sent electricity coursing through my veins.

I didn't want to stop, but we were interrupted by one of the servants knocking to tell us someone had arrived. Muichiro looked particularly irritated but stopped, allowing the guest to enter. A man explaining himself to be a doctor to examine my head injury entered. He was young, maybe only a few years older than us, and conventionally attractive. Something about him seemed to be irritating Muichiro, how strange.