Two Sides to Every Coin (OPM Garou x OC)

Chapter 13: The String that Ties Them

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.
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The moment seemed to drag on. The kiss was so sweet, so wholesome, that neither wanted to stop.
Garou felt as though he was dreaming. For so long, he wished for this moment; to hold her in his arms just like this and kiss her. Now, he was and he didn't want to stop, and yet, he felt there was so much more he wanted to show her. He wanted to show her how much he loved her.
Garou pulled her flush against him, their hips grinding into each other.
"Mm~" Kaana moaned into his mouth, feeling Garou's growing erection through his pants. Hearing her moan ignited the spark low in his gut, now turning into a raging inferno. Garou would be lying if he told himself he wasn't nervous. Despite being a blacked out passenger in his own body when he slept with her the first time, this to him, was his first real time with her.
Before Kaana, Garou never indulged in the pleasures of the flesh, not even through his growing phases and puberty. When she came into the picture, that was when he started to experience such desires. Garou managed to stave them off by training or going out and killing monsters. It burned out enough energy, so he didn't have to resort to relieving himself. Not now, though. He wanted her, and it was him wanting to make love to her, not his inner beast. He was going to take it as slow as he could. Make it as special as he could for her.

As much as they wanted to continue, they needed to come up for air. Slowly, they pulled away, both staring at one another in a heated daze. Both flush and breathing each other's air, they were so close.
Kaana breathed, her breath hot against his cheek, "Where's your room?"
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Garou threw the panel door open, pulling Kaana in with him. He briefly let go of her hand, only going to light a couple candles, not brave enough to turn on the lights. Kaana took in the aesthetic of the room as she removed her wraps around her forearms and hands. It was Japanese style, the bed low to the floor, paper panels and decorations. Then, she noticed on the bed, were familiar fur pelts, "Are those the pelts from the mountains?"

As Garou put two candles on both bedside tables, he looked at her, his gaze still half lidded. He walked up to her, not really knowing what to say in response. Kaana just smiled and caressed his cheek. Garou grasped her hand, nuzzling her palm, and they slowly went to undress each other.
Kaana undressed Garou, first. Starting with his shirt, revealing his sculpted muscles and hot skin. Her heart rate sped up, the anticipation making her feel even hotter. She then went for his pants, but Garou grasped her hands to stop her, "Wait," she stopped and looked up at him.
He didn't want to show it, but he was actually a little self conscious. He didn't quite understand why, as they had been naked together, before. He supposed it was because of the circumstances. He took her hands away and undid his sweatpants, pulling the the sash loose and pulling his pants down.
He remained in his black boxers before standing upright and going to help Kaana out of her Gi. He started with the sash wrapped around her waist, slowing pulling them out of their bindings. He found his hands moving slowly, but trembling lightly from the anticipation. He also wanted to give her time, in case there was something she didn't want him to do. As much as he wanted her, he also wanted to be mindful of what she wanted.
Kaana let out a trembling breath, nervousness wracking her. This was a completely one-eighty, compared to the first time. It was hurried, frantic, carnal. Right now, there wasn't any haste, they took their time undressing, almost exploring one another, something that wasn't done the last time. This slow anticipation was making Kaana's mind race, almost self conscious as Garou took extreme care in every move he made, removing her clothing.
The sash fell to the floor, allowing the first layer of the turquoise and blue robe to fall open, exposing Kaana's undershirt, the straps falling off her shoulders. Kaana's heart leapt as Garou went to remove the robe and then she remembered the bite mark. Before she can stop him, he had already pulled the robe off, and he froze.
The air went still, Garou grew very tense, staring at the mark on Kaana's neck. Given the brutality of the mark to begin with, it didn't heal well. From a distance, one wouldn't be able to tell, but up close, it looked pretty obvious. The skin healed, but it scarred, making the divots of his teeth marks raise, further emphasizing the bite. Garou's fingers lightly grazed it, making Kaana shiver in response, as the scarring made her more sensitive in that area.
'Did I...do this? What else did I do?' Garou was now afraid of what else he might discover. Marking Kaana like this made him feel like his inner beast wanted him to mark his property. He didn't like it. Kaana wasn't an object, but she was someone he loved. And he wanted her to know that.
Then, he felt a hand grasp his and he came out of his thoughts as he now stared at Kaana. The gleam in her ocean blue eyes told him what he needed to know. She didn't care that he marked her and she wasn't angry with him, at all. She was just happy that he was there, now. This put Garou a little more at ease, but he was still thinking about what else he might find as he undressed her.
Letting out a trembling sigh, Garou continued his voyage of her body. He removed her undershirt, leaving her naked from the waist up. Garou felt his mouth water, his arousal reaching even larger heights as he admired her form. She seemed more supple than he remembered, as her body had been toned out and sculpted for the martial arts. He brushed it off as he stepped closer, now going for the string holding her pants up. When that was undone, he slowly pushed the material down, revealing inch by inch of her creamy skin to him. He calmly got down on his knees, following the material as it started to pool by her ankles, more wraps holding the pant legs closed and in place. Garou was swift in removing those, wanting Kaana to be as bare as he was.
Kaana noticed how he was just taking his time, caressing her, almost worshiping every part of her. It melted her heart, that he cherished her so much and was careful with her. Kaana combed her fingers in his hair, as much as his ponytail would allow. Garou sighed against her skin, his warm breath making a shiver run through her again. Garou pulled her close by her hips and started to shower light kisses against her. Starting at her abdomen, along her v-line, to her hips and starting again on the other side, as he slowly pushed her panties down.
Kaana's pulse jumped at the feeling of how good his hot lips felt and watching him indulge such intimate acts. It was so loving, but something about him kissing such parts, like her abdomen, felt very intimate, like he was protecting something so precious within her. Kaana brushed this thought away, wanting to continue. After a few moments, she was kind of curious about something. Granted, she had a feeling she knew the answer, but she wanted to be sure, "Garou?" her voice was soft, not wanting to break the intimate atmosphere.
Garou was quick to give her his full attention as he stopped and looked up at her, his eyes still filled with lust.
"Was I...your first?" the question didn't put Garou off, like she thought it would. However, Garou almost looked shy as he nodded his head. Kaana wasn't surprised, no man would want to admit something like that to their partner. However, Kaana smiled, still caressing his hair like he used to enjoy, back then, "You were mine, too."
Garou gave no response, but the glisten in his eyes told her that he was relieved, and happy by this news. It seemed that they both unknowingly saved themselves for one another, despite the unusual circumstances in which it happened. Garou continued to caress her thighs and hips, her panties now at her ankles, too, revealing everything to the white haired man. Kaana was glad that the bite mark on her inner thigh healed well, as it wasn't as deep as the one on the crook of her neck. Garou probably would've been discouraged to continue if he saw it.
Kaana's breathing became uneven, suddenly overwhelmed by this slow pace and wanting to be one with this human monster, "Garou," she then coaxed him to stand. Garou didn't need her to say anything, as he was becoming just as impatient.
Kaana took his hand and led him towards the bed, lying down first. When Kaana turned to lie on her back, Garou was right behind her, slowly crawling up her body, making her lie flat. Kaana stared up at him, him caging her in with his arms, his eyes glowing bright as the candles casted over his body, making him appear in silhouette. The anticipation was becoming too much, so Kaana reached up, circling her arms around him and bringing him down to kiss him. Garou allowed his hips to settle against her, bringing himself just low enough to share a passionate kiss.
Kaana felt Garou's arousal, his member straining against the tight fabric of his boxers. She sighed blissfully, feeling the heat radiate from him and it made her even needier for him.
After a moment of locking lips, Garou pulled away and reached with one hand to pull down his boxers. He let out a breath, feeling relief as his member was freed from its confines. As soon as he kicked them off, he looked back at Kaana, only to find her staring at his member. Garou immediately felt self conscious, not knowing how she'd react to him while aroused, like this. Nonetheless, he stayed quiet and let her gage him, which felt agonizingly long. After a moment, Garou remembered something important and it had him worried if they should even continue, "Hey."
"Hm?" Kaana's gaze went from his member, up to him.
"Are...are you taking pills?" Garou felt awkward for even asking, but he had to be sure. When Kaana nodded, he said very sheepishly, scratching at the back of his neck, "Good...because I don't have any protection."
"It's fine," Kaana smiled fondly at him, "As long as it's you."
Garou's face grew even redder at that, further betraying his stoic expression. He didn't think he was this deserving of her, but here she was, accepting all of him. Before they could even start, he needed to make sure she was ready. Garou towered over her more and started to pepper her neck in kisses, before he hesitantly started to nip and suck at her skin.
Kaana reacted at this, a light gasp escaped her when she felt a sudden shock go through her and into her core. Garou, however, quickly stopped, pulled away slightly and looked at her, "Did I hurt you?"
Kaana blinked at him when he asked this, 'He thought he hurt me? Strange, I don't think I've ever seen him lack so much confidence, before.' "No, it felt good."
"I just...don't want to hurt you," Garou told her, feeling unsure of himself, "It's hard to tell if I'm making you feel good or not."
"Trust me, if I don't like something, I'll tell you to stop," Kaana wrapped her arms around him again, "Don't be so nervous."
"I ain't nervous," Garou denied, but Kaana just beamed at his embarrassment. There was always new sides of him that she was always discovering with him, and she felt blessed that Garou was allowing her to see these sides of him.
"Just keep going. I'll tell you if I don't like what you're doing," Kaana told him again. Garou gave a nod and started to kiss at her neck, again. Eventually, he again started to suck at her neck, quickly finding her sweet spot.
Kaana moaned softly, covering her mouth with the back of her hand, pleasure running through her, making her tremble. Garou heard her moans and he started to move down, slowly gaining confidence to keep going. His hand traveled to her hips, caressing her lovingly as he nuzzled and kiss at her breasts.
Garou wanted so badly to take her then and there. With each passing moment and taking in her moans, he was becoming achingly hard to the point of near pain. The restraint he was under was becoming unbearable.
'I can't, yet. It can hurt if she isn't stretched out, first,' Garou distinctly remembered the panic he felt from the first time, feeling her tremble in pain and hearing her whimpering. He needed to prepare her. So, he took one hand and slowly started to reach in between them. When he touched her core, he felt her jolt under him and a gasp quickly followed. He gazed back up at her, silently asking permission to continue. Kaana's breathing became uneven, her excitement shooting high as she gave a shaky nod.
Garou continued, taking in the wet heat just at her entrance, "You're drenched," he noted, making Kaana blush harder as he moved his fingers, spreading her slick around his first two digits. That's when he pushed them inside her.
Kaana tensed at the sudden intrusion, back arching slightly off the bed, gasping out.
"Should I stop?" Garou asked, seeing her body react. Kaana quickly shook her head, her voice coming out in a sigh, "Keep going..."
Garou did what she asked, and he started to move his fingers in and out of her. Kaana couldn't hold back her moans, her legs starting to tremble from the shocks he was sending through her body.
Garou felt a wave of heat pulse through him as he watched Kaana writhe under him. Her heat had him imagining it being him wrapped around her warmth, not his fingers. The thought made his member throb almost painfully, but he held strong and kept patient. He stretched and spread out his fingers inside her, helping her become used to the invasion. Pretty soon, he felt her relaxing and she was breathing hard, moaning softly at his touch. She was much more loose, now, her slick drenching more of his hand as it steadily leaked from her.
Finally, Kaana was at her wits end, wanting Garou inside her badly, the ache was too much, "Garou, please...I want..." Kaana couldn't get it all out, her voice drifting as she begged.
Garou couldn't wait anymore, either. So, he hastily removed his fingers from within her, the emptiness making Kaana moan disappointedly. Garou moved in closer, settling himself on his haunches as he gripped his erection. Using Kaana's slick on his hand, he stroked his length to lubricate himself. He had to choke back a moan from the unexpected jolt of pleasure. After doing so, Garou actually grabbed Kaana's hips, pulling her lower half into his lap and he hunched over her prone form. The angle in which her hips sat, perfectly aligned her with his member.
He held his stiffness, guiding it to her core while his other hand found hers. Both were breathing hard from the suspense of what was to come next, "If it hurts, tell me," Garou panted.
Kaana gave a nod. Garou's breath quickened as he finally inserted the tip of himself. It happened quickly, as he completely entered her, filling her to the hilt.
They both gasped harshly, Kaana at being filled to capacity and Garou at the welcoming, scorching heat of her wet cavern. The pleasure that rocked through them was nearly overwhelming, but it was so delicious and they both wanted more than a taste.
They relished the feeling of each other's bodies, but Garou managed to come down from cloud nine long enough to assess Kaana's physical reaction. In his heated daze, he looked her over and the urge to ravish her only grew. Kaana was breathing hard, her face bright red, her naked chest rising and falling as her eyes were closed in euphoria. Her long red hair splayed out on the sheets like a blanket of red silk.
"You...you okay?" Garou breathed, trying to catch his breath.
Kaana tried to speak, "Y-yeah...You feel...so good..." she breathed out in a blissful sigh, "Keep going. Please."
Garou kissed her along her jaw and he started thrusting slowly. They both moaned at the sensation rippling through them with every thrust. Kaana was overtaken by the pleasure she was receiving, every nerve was firing, her skin hot as she quivered and tensed inside and out. Kaana cried out softly, the pleasure from each thrust spiking and setting her body ablaze. She couldn't think as the man she loved for years was taking her with such a unchastened urgency, so lovingly. She wrapped her legs around Garou's waist, locking her ankles together and trying to bring him closer.
Garou wrapped his free arm under her hips, taking long and deep strokes, the other hand intertwined with hers.
He buried his face in her neck, groaning softly with every thrust, "Fuck...You're so tight...I can't stop..." he started to speed up, his restraints slowly coming undone, wanting to go deeper, chasing after more of this pleasure he was experiencing with her.
Kaana gasped sharply, feeling him hit her secret spot inside her, "There...! Don't stop..!" her free hand going to his back, nails digging into his shoulder blade, "Don't stop..! Garou..!"
Garou groaned at the pinpricks in his skin, but he kept at his pace, feeling her insides squeeze him every time he pulled back and entered again.
"Faster..!" Kaana gasped out in ecstasy, her back arching off the bed as her pleasure climbed, her molten heat spreading, the knot in her belly winding tighter. Garou picked up the pace even more, feeling his own release just over the horizon. Their breathing grew harsher, sweat dripped from their skin, heat radiating off of both of them.
Garou's mind drew a blank, the only thing that he could focus on was Kaana and her sweet embrace. He never wanted to let her go.
"Fuck..!" Garou screwed his eyes shut, gritting his teeth. He was just teetering over the edge, but he held on so he can peak with Kaana.
And peak, she did. The knot came undone and Kaana tensed, moaning loudly into the open air, "Garou!!" she spasmed and quivered, her body arching into his. Garou felt her squeeze him tightly, pulsing, milking him for his release and he finally came undone.
"Kaana...! Ugh!" He tensed, his hips pushed into her one last time and stopped. He groaned lowly as he released his seed into her, pouring his very soul into this one, pure act of love.
He didn't know where she started and where he ended. They were bound together, now. The string of fate forever tying them.
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They basked in the afterglow. Kaana nuzzling against Garou's warm body, a hand resting over his heart. Garou held her hand, staring lazily at the ceiling in thought, both relishing each other's embrace under the fur pelts.
The silence was comforting, but Garou felt the need to say something, "Kaana?"
"Hm?" she hummed lazily.
"We're idiots, aren't we?" this prompted the redhead to look up at him perplexingly, "It took us having a one night stand after ten years to finally tell each other how we felt."
Garou then looked down at her to see her reaction. Kaana stared blankly before bursting into a fit of snickers and laughter, her face turning away, "Yeah, I guess we are pretty stupid."
Garou chuckled lightly with her, pulling her closer to him and they fell into another comfortable silence. He nuzzled her hair, her scent invading his senses. Soon, drowsiness slowly started to overtake him, "Kaana?"
Kaana, who had nuzzled into him, eyes closed as she was drifting, too, "Yeah..?"
"Stay with me," he whispered. Kaana looked up at him again, her eyes now sparkling, him staring back with so much emotion. To anyone, it would've just sounded like he was asking her to stay the night, but she knew better. What he was asking meant so much more.
Kaana wrapped her arm around him, kissing his hot skin, "I'll never leave you, again."
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The early dawn broke through over the mountain peak in which Garou's home sat, the orange rays falling on the house. The gentle rays peaked into the bedroom, filling it with its morning warmth. In the bedroom, the new couple slept peacefully. Garou spooned Kaana's body, holding her naked form closely to his. He was the first to wake, content washing over him as he tiredly opened his eyes. He hadn't slept that deeply since, well, for as long as he could remember, he never had slept that well. He felt Kaana shift against him, stirring lightly, but not waking up. Garou lied there, taking in her form, finding her presence so surreal. He never thought that he would ever have her. She seemed so far beyond his reach for so many years, and yet, here she was. Here, in his bed, having given him her entire being and trust to him.
Garou was forever grateful that life decided to deal him a good hand, this time. And he wasn't going to take advantage of this chance.
He wanted nothing more than to stay in bed and sleep the day away with her. However, his internal clock told him it was time to get up. Heaving a reluctant sigh, he removed his arm from under her and moved to get up.
He took a shower and got dressed to go to the dojo for the day. As Garou was putting his long sleeved shirt on, he heard a buzzing and he looked to his bedside table. He had left his phone there, which was now going off. Garou was quick to pick it up, but didn't check the caller ID, "Yeah?"
"I take it you haven't left. That's good to know," Garou perked in surprise as he heard his former Master's voice over the phone, "Have you and Kaana talked your issues out?"
Garou glanced at Kaana's sleeping form, "Yeah, we did."
"I see," there was a moment, Garou waiting for his former Master to say something else, before, "Take the week off, Garou."
"What?" Garou was about to argue, "Why would--"
"You've been under a lot of stress. Take the time to unwind," Bang told him, "Catch up with Kaana."
Garou couldn't help but think that Bang knew that Kaana was with him, at that moment. Nonetheless, Garou was internally grateful for the old man's understanding, "Fine."
Garou hung up, placing the phone down and gazed at Kaana, who still had not stirred. He felt a smile creep on his face, "Unwind. Sure, I'll do that."
He removed his shirt and climbed back into bed, hovering just over Kaana's shoulder. He started to kiss her bare skin lazily, taking in her warmth. Such gentle sensation made Kaana finally stir, moaning softly as she turned around and opened her eyes.
She beamed at him and spoke, her voice soft from sleep, "Good morning."
"Yes, it is," Garou leaned in, capturing her lips with his. Kaana caressed his face with one hand, she relished his touch. Garou slowly climbed on top of her, never breaking the contact.
Kaana pulled him close, giggling into the kiss, "You're...in an awfully good mood..." she said between kisses.
"I got a week...to catch up with you..." Garou smirked, between kisses as well, "Old man's orders."
They continued to shower one another in kisses, before Kaana decided to break it off. Kaana gazed up at her long awaited lover, something on her mind, "Garou?"
"Mm?" He gazed back down at her.
Kaana asked, hesitantly, "Do you...remember anything? From that night?"
Needless to say, Garou should've expected this conversation to arise sooner or later. He just didn't expect her to ask, now, "...No. I can't explain what happened, to be honest," Garou sat up, now kneeling in the bed, trying to think of way to describe it, "I guess, it was like I was asleep and something else was at the controls. There were moments when I was aware, but not in control."
Kaana sat up, "Aware? How so?"
"There was a moment when...I started?" Garou started to blush a bit, "I felt you tense up. You were even crying. I was aware for, maybe, a few seconds before it went all black again."
"I see," Kaana remembered, "I guess, that explains how you were acting. Do you...want to know what happened?"
"Not really. I don't think it really matters," Garou shrugged disinterestedly, then turned his attention back to her specifically, "So, what do you want to do, now?"
Kaana couldn't help but give a light chuckle at his lack of concern. Maybe, it was for the best that he didn't remember, if it made him feel better. Kaana pulled her legs out from under the pelts and started to slowly and, almost seductively, crawl towards Garou, "You know, since we have a week to ourselves, how about we catch up on...lost time?" she brought a hand to his chest, coaxing him on his forearms. He silently stared at her incredulously at her boldness. She situated herself on his lap, still bare before him. She caressed his jaw with both hands while smiling, "Besides, if I'm going to stay with you, then I'm going to need help moving in."
Garou let out a breath as Kaana leaned forward, pushing them both back down onto the bed.
They were never going to get tired of this.