Shinjo sat in his room, stripped to his waist with his torn and bloody shirt and robes tossed aside onto the floor. He was sitting on his bed, his elbows resting on his thighs and hunched over so Kakuzu could clean and stitch the wounds on his back.

Each time she disinfected a wound, he hissed and cursed. When she sewed the wound with her tendrils, he winced each time the tendril pierced his skin. Just when he thought the ordeal would never be over, he felt the bed shift and Kakuzu whispered in his ear that she was done.

He stood, stretched, and examined himself in a mirror. He scowled at the wounds and before he could decide what to do next, Kakuzu had stood and pressed him against a wall. He looked down at her with curiosity. It wasn't like her to be so forward like this; she was usually a little reserved around him.

She caught his eyes and smirked before slamming her lips against his. His surprise was momentary and his hands reached up to cup her face. He returned her kisses with equal strength and soon spun them so that she was pressed against the wall. She moaned lightly as her back hit the wall and pulled Shinjo back to her, reclaiming his lips.

His tongue fought its way into her mouth and he explored. She tried nipping at his tongue, to show that she was in control, but he easily overpowered her. His hand slid down and moved her legs apart, his finger stroking her clothes slit. Kakuza moaned and bit his shoulder and he increased the pressure from his hand, sliding between her folds and flicking her clit. This caused her hips to buck and the movement was all he needed.

He picked her up by her waist and tossed her onto his bed. She tried to crawl up the bed but his hands on her waist stopped her. He lifted her shirt and kissed the exposed skin of her breasts, stomach and hips. Her fingers wove themselves into his hair and pulled. Shinjo ignored the hair pulling and with one smooth motion, removed her panties and pants. He briefly saw how soaked her panties were before he threw them onto the floor.

Shinjo continued kissing down her body and when he reached her nearly trimmed pubis, his tongue parted her folds and he circled her clit. Kakuza moaned louder this time and opened her legs further. His tongue circled, flicked and licked her sensitive bud and each flick made her twitch so he placed his hands on her hips to keep her still. As he continued, Kakuza's pants filled the room and her thighs were shaking around Shinjo's head. She bit her lip, not wanting to be too loud but when he flicked the swollen bean, she lost control of herself and a loud moan, followed by his name, left her lips.

He smirked as he continued, his hands leaving her hips and removing his boxers and pants. He stepped out of them, still eating her out, and stroked his hard member. "Ah ah ah! Mmmmm Shinjo~!" Kakuza moaned loudly and her juices coated his face as she came. He slowly sucked her clit as she orgasmed, prolonging her orgasm and making it more intense.

After she was done, Kakuza sat up in the bed, removed her top and bra and pulled Shinjo towards her. She moved him so that he was on his back and she was straddling him. She bent down to kiss him passionately and ground her dripping pussy on his length. Shinjo groaned as he felt her wetness coat his member and his desire to slid into her was mounting.

She took his hands and placed them on her breasts as she sat back up. He groped them and his fingers pulled, pinched and twisted her nipples. She reached behind her and stroked his impressive length. Shinjo's hands on her body, after so many nights of dreaming of this, was making it hard for Kakuza to maintain her dominance.

Shinjo gripped her hips and lifted her a little, lining himself up with her before plunging himself into her. She cried out at the sudden intrusion, his member stretching her tight hole, and her nails dug into his chest. He gave her a few seconds to adjust before he moved her hips and she began grinding and bouncing on him in a rhythm that he liked.

Her eyes were closed and her back was arched, her hardened nipples a welcome distraction for his hands. As she rode him, Shinjo couldn't help but be mesmerized by her beauty. Her stitches didn't take any from her; he thought they added to her sexiness and had passed a few afternoons trying to trace where they all went.

"Shinjo-AH! Harder!" Kakuza cried out and he picked up the pace. He slammed himself into her over and over, any prior thought of not wanting to hurt her out the window. He hit her cervix each time once he got her hips angled correctly, and he could feel her walls tighten. "Not yet" he panted but she was too engrossed in her own pleasure.

Shinjo was having trouble controlling his own pleasure. He had finally taken Kakuza for himself, made her his woman and he wanted to prolong every second. But it had been a while since he had been laid and his pleasure was building up too quickly. She tightened again and he reached up and wrapped a fistful of her hair around his hand and pulled.

Kakuza's back arched even more, causing her hips to tilt forward to maintain balance and her clit rubbed against his pubis, the already sensitive bean sending more waves of pleasure through her. She looked vulnerable in this position and Shinjo thrusted into her as deep, hard and fast as he could. He was close.

With a final cry of his name, Kakuza came. Her walls tightened and then spasmed around his length and with a groan he unleashed his seed in her. She felt it fill her up and was oddly satisfied by that feeling.

After catching her breath, she got off Shinjo and laid down on her side, facing him. He turned to face her, tucking loose strands of her hair behind her ear. Kakuza was sleepy and slowly drifted off with a smile on her face. Shinjo softly traced her features with his fingers and smiled when he saw her smile. Before falling asleep himself, he heard a soft, quiet "I love you". He pulled her closer to him so that she was sleeping on his chest. I love you too, he thought as exhaustion from the battle and sex set in and he slept.