F#cking Professor Rengoku - AU Rengoku x Reader +18 (COMPLETED)

Chapter 74

I know that you were waiting for this for so long, I'm sorry! 😭 But the wedding night chapter is finally here!!! Enjoy! 💓

Reader's discretion adviced... 😏

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(y/n)'s POV:

The soft flicker of candlelight danced across the walls, casting golden hues on the silk sheets and rose petals scattered across the bed. The scent of jasmine and sandalwood hung in the air, heady, warm, almost dizzying. My heart beat in my throat as I stood at the center of the room, vision shrouded by the silk blindfold Kyojuro had so gently tied over my eyes.

I could hear him moving slowly around me, quiet footsteps padded by the plush carpet. Every second that passed made my skin burn with anticipation. I was stripped bare in more ways than one, and yet, I'd never felt more seen.

"Kyojuro..." I whispered, my voice trembling with a mixture of nerves and desire.

He didn't answer immediately. Instead, I felt the brush of his knuckles along my jaw, then the warmth of his breath near my ear.

"You're breathtaking." he murmured, voice low, reverent. "I can't believe you're mine."

His lips met mine softly at first, tentative, almost as if he wanted to savor every second. But that hesitation didn't last long. The kiss deepened, his mouth claiming mine with growing hunger. I leaned into him, needing to anchor myself to something, anything, while the world around me spun.

The blindfold amplified everything. I couldn't see him, but I could feel every shift of his body, every hitch in his breath, every time his fingers brushed my skin. When his hands moved down to my waist, gripping me firmly, I gasped into his mouth, my knees weakening under the weight of everything I felt.

"You're trembling." he whispered against my lips.

"I'm overwhelmed." I admitted, my voice barely audible.

His thumb traced lazy circles along my hipbone. "Then let me guide you. Let me show you just how deeply I love you."

The sheets were cool against my overheated skin. I felt his weight shift above me, and then his mouth was on my collarbone, pressing kisses along the curve of my neck, my shoulder, my chest. His hands roamed with reverence, mapping every inch of me like he was learning me all over again.

My body responded instinctively, arching into his touch, breath coming in shallow gasps. He was slow, achingly slow, but never uncertain. Every move was deliberate, thoughtful, patient.

When his lips closed around one nipple, I let out a sharp moan, my hands gripping the sheets. He drew a line with his tongue to the other, lavishing it with the same attention, and I could barely keep still beneath him.

"Kyojuro, please..." I whimpered, not even sure what I was begging for... just more...

He kissed his way down my torso, lingering over my stomach, my hips, until finally, finally, his mouth reached the apex of my thighs. He paused there, his breath fanning over me, making me twitch in anticipation.

"Every part of you is perfect." he murmured, voice thick with desire.

Then he lowered his head, and the world shattered.

I cried out, my hips lifting off the bed as his tongue teased me with devastating skill. He held me in place with firm hands on my thighs, forcing me to take everything he gave. My vision exploded behind the blindfold, white-hot sparks dancing as pleasure flooded my body.