They got let out of the limousine and led into the luxurious hotel lobby. She took out her phone to snap pictures like a usual tourist would. Her husband scooped her up to kiss her and gather their luggage with a free hand. Then he carried her over to the counter to check in.
"Ah! Here you are," the Japanese receptionist smiled. "You are booked for the week. Your keycard is now activated for the top floor. Your room is at the very end on the left. Enjoy your stay!"
"Thanks," he nodded.
"Kazuma," Saiki smiled.
"Yes?" he smiled back and carried her to the elevator with their belongings wheeled along behind them.
"What should we do when we get in the door?" she asked and traced a finger over his jaw. He growled and playfully nipped at it.
"It depends on how far we get beyond it," he muttered and pressed the button for the top floor. He began to make out with her the moment the doors closed, and they only broke the kiss when someone else got in.
"You both new around here?" the young man asked. Saiki glanced over to see he was American. Kiryu realized he was speaking Japanese.
"Yes. It's our honeymoon," he nodded.
"Oh! You married her a bit young?" the man chuckled.
"I don't care about age," Saiki said with dismissal. "And he knows this. No one else will ever compare to him. Just leave it at that."
Kiryu smiled at her and let her kiss him passionately. They didn't even notice the flustered man leave on his floor as they continued up. Right when the doors opened on their destined floor was when Kiryu tightened an arm around her to keep holding her and grabbed the luggage. He walked onto the plush carpeting with her clinging to him and found their assigned room. She used the keycard and opened the door for them. He set the luggage inside, put the 'Do Not Disturb' sign on the doorknob and locked the door up.
"Now what?" she grinned.
"Now we wait..." he muttered and kissed her heavily "I have...been wanting you...so badly..."
"All this time?" she chuckled and gasped when he went after her throat. "I thought...you'd be done from the flight..."
"Did you already forget what I said about you?" he growled and lifted her up with both arms to carry her right over to a plush, brown leather couch. "You...are my addiction now. I will never get enough of you!"
She shouted when he ran his mouth over her neck and down her chest. He finally had to pull himself away to keep from ripping off her clothes to get closer. They both shouted together when he pulled her onto him. All she could do was cling to him with complete disbelief. "How...can you have...so much power over me? Such a thing is..."
"Because I am your husband," he grunted and kissed her hard. "You...have the same power over me. You know this. You just don't really know how to use it. At least...right now..."
"Kazuma..." she growled and moved to start nibbling up his neck. Now he swore and shouted at what consumed him. Then she grinned. "I guess...I found a weakness of yours?"
"Shut up..." he shivered and forced himself to calm down.
"So...nibbling gets you going..." she grinned wickedly and gave soft nibbles over his shoulders. He found himself shouting with shock at it and finally had to do the same thing to her.
"It does...to you, too..." he panted out at her stunned response.
"So we can...kick each other's asses..." she chuckled weakly.
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An Heir for the Dragon
FanfictionKazuma Kiryu was lucky to survive his cancer a second time. He was supposed to live a stress-free life at last. But the Tojo Clan had a secret weapon that survived past the destruction of the headquarters. He met this weapon once a very long time ag...