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Author's Notes: A little explanation for this chapter. First, this isn't a regular chapter, it's just a bonus. This means that in addition to this one, the other three regular chapters were also released. This doesn't mean this chapter isn't canon, because it is; it's just... different.
As the name suggests, this chapter is completely R18, but unlike the normal ones, this one is much shorter, a little less than 2.5k words in total, quite short for what I normally write.
Now, how did this chapter come about? Well, as more pairings are added for Izumi, the R18 chapters end up being complete orgies simply because I don't want to leave anyone out, so that was bothering me a little. Every girl needs her alone time.
But I also didn't want to increase the amount of smut or replace a chapter of the story to write a dedicated R18 chapter for each of the girls; that would delay the story too much.
So… this chapter, this format, is the solution.
Bonus chapters along with the regular 3 weekly chapters, all R18 only, but much shorter. R18 chapters are mostly much quicker to write, so you should have plenty of time to write them easily along with the others.
These chapters are supposed to allow me to focus on each girl individually and to have the R18 content appear more frequently without disrupting the other chapters of the main story.
It's not entirely decided yet whether I'll keep it this way completely and leave the R18 content out of the main story, or maybe at some point I'll use a main storyline to write a much longer smut story as usual, but for now, I'll see how this format goes. (For those who also read Serena, I might adopt this format soon too, so I'm giving you a heads-up.)
Please enjoy, this is something lighthearted overall.
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Izumi POV.
"Hey, wife," I said huskily as I watched Taylor step out of the shower wearing only panties and a tank top, drying her long hair with a towel. Honestly, when Taylor didn't keep it in a tight braid, her hair seemed to double, even almost triple, in volume. Taylor glanced at me and sighed.
"Husband, I thought you'd be with your lovers." Taylor teased. I snorted playfully and smiled at her.
"Okay, I got rid of those tramps, all I need is my wife's love." I said playfully as I approached Taylor and hugged her from behind. Taylor didn't resist, she just choked while laughing.
"Whores?" Taylor asked playfully. "I'm sure only Darkness would like to be called that, and I know for sure you enjoyed her company, husband." Taylor scoffed, and I rolled my eyes.
"Going back to them, my dear wife? Did you know I no longer attract you in the same way, seeking companionship in my lovers? Oh cruel fate, is this the destiny that awaits me? A lonely life while my wife replaces me with my lovers?" I asked dramatically. Taylor burst out laughing. I pushed away from her as she threw the towel in my face.
"I tried, my husband, but you're so dramatic." Taylor said, her eyes sparkling. I smiled broadly.
"Someone has to be dramatic in this relationship, and I don't see you being that one." I said playfully, and we both laughed.
"Seriously, what about the girls?" Taylor asked playfully. Taylor walked towards the bed and plopped down to sit on the edge.
"In their rooms." I said easily while shrugging, I approached Taylor and sat on her lap, Taylor's arms wrapped around my waist almost automatically, yet she still raised a curious eyebrow.
"Their rooms? You know I don't keep my swarm inside the bedroom out of respect, are they looking for something?" she asked.
" Nope." I said before moving closer and slowly kissing her. Taylor sighed against my lips, gripped my waist tighter, and returned the kiss, slowly but intensely. Her lips molded to mine, and I savored them with great pleasure before pulling back slightly. "We're married, Taylor," I said before gently kissing her once more. "We may not have had a proper wedding, a ceremony, or anything, but at least I get to have my wedding night alone with my wife." I said huskily as I kissed her again.
"Having you all to myself for the whole night? You won't hear me complaining." I said huskily, Taylor. I could see her eyes darken with anticipation and desire before they sparkled with amusement. "But you already slept with Darkness before this. Should I be offended that I'm not the first on our wedding night?" Taylor asked playfully.
I rolled my eyes and smiled before kissing her again. My hands tangled in her still-damp hair as we kissed passionately. Taylor opened her mouth and her tongue licked my lips, searching for an entrance, which I readily granted.
I met Taylor's tongue with mine, we both moaned with pleasure as our tongues intertwined in each other's mouths. I could taste the minty flavor of her toothpaste, a little annoying, I'd prefer Taylor's taste over anything.
Without breaking eye contact with her lips, my hands released her hair and began to slowly slide down her back. I could feel Taylor shudder slightly, but I didn't stop. My hands went down to her waist, I grabbed the edge of the tank top Taylor was using as pajamas and began to take it off.
Taylor started moving beneath me, trying to help free herself from the offensive garment, but when we got to her head, neither of us wanted to break the kiss long enough to remove the shirt.
After a few minutes in that position, Taylor groaned in annoyance, pulled away, ripped off her tank top in one swift motion, and tossed it aside. Before I could even get a glimpse of her bare breasts, Taylor's hands tangled behind my head again, pulling me once more toward her soft, swollen lips.
Finally, I pushed Taylor down onto the bed and fell on top of her. Taylor's hands moved up and wrapped around my neck as we kissed again.
I don't know how long we stayed in that position kissing, but I didn't care in the slightest; the intimacy and closeness behind the kiss was simply addictive.
But as expected, neither of us would be completely satisfied with just a heavy kissing session; this time Taylor's hands went to my waist and she began to take off the slightly worn oversized t-shirt I used as pajamas.
I straightened up and sat back down on Taylor's hip, took off my shirt and we were both topless, Taylor just lay there biting her lip while shamelessly staring at my body, I could feel her eyes scanning every inch of my torso and I did the same to her.
I looked at her whole body and couldn't help but compare it to how she looked the first time we met. Taylor was fuller, she'd gained weight, but not in a bad way; Taylor's body had been extremely thin, like a stick, when I first met her.
But more than a year of healthy eating and intense, rigorous training had done wonders for Taylor's body. Her body had thickened, almost completely filled with muscle; her entire body was muscular, from her arms and shoulders to her stomach, which had slightly defined abs, although nothing as exaggerated and defined as Darkness's. Even her breasts had grown almost a cup size; she was nothing like the old Taylor.
And she was still just as beautiful; her hair, completely loose and spread out beneath her, only made her look more attractive.
"You're beautiful." "You're handsome," I said at the same time as Taylor. We looked at each other in disbelief before laughing. I leaned down and fell on top of her, kissing her lips once more. I could still feel the smile on her face as we kissed again.
I could feel her firm breasts pressing against my torso, so this time I didn't just stand there kissing her foolishly for several minutes, but I pulled away slightly, leaned in, and my hand wrapped around her breast, gently squeezing it before my fingers moved with masterful precision.
Having been with her for over a year, I knew Taylor's body better than she knew herself. I knew how to excite her, how to please her, how to push her to the limit. My fingers traced slow patterns, teasingly circling her nipples without directly touching them, making Taylor moan in frustration.
I laughed huskily before breaking our kiss and started kissing her neck. I didn't even stop to consider if it was a bad idea; I grabbed a completely undamaged patch of skin and sucked hard, leaving a hickey on her neck.
Taylor moaned with pleasure as her fingers tangled in my hair. My fingers gently pinched her nipples and slowly rubbed them, bringing her to the edge. Taylor continued moaning before pushing me away slightly and looking at me with a lustful expression on her face.
Taylor grabbed my waist and turned me around, I let her push me, my back hit the mattress and Taylor climbed on top of me, she leaned over and her lips immediately went to my neck to return the favor.
I could feel her start sucking hard, once, twice, three times, leaving a huge hickey on my neck. Taylor stood up and looked at her artwork with a satisfied smile; I laughed at her.
Taylor smiled too, before standing over me. She took off her panties and threw them aside. I stared at her completely wet pussy right in front of my face. Taylor went back down, her hands sliding down to my waist, grabbing the hem of my underwear, and began to forcefully pull them off.
I lifted my hips and felt my cock free itself from my underwear and hit my belly, it was so completely hard. Taylor squatted on top of me, pressing her crotch along my cock. I moaned with pleasure as I felt Taylor's pussy along my cock, and I could feel her pussy lips gently embracing me.
Taylor moaned with pleasure, leaned forward slightly, placed her hands beside my head, and began to slowly move her hips. Taylor slowly rubbed her wet pussy against my entire cock, from the base to the head, which was completely lubricated by Taylor's pussy juices.
I moaned huskily, one of my hands went to Taylor's hip to help her move, while the other went to the back of Taylor's neck, my fingers tangled in my hair and I pulled her into a kiss as I increased the speed of Taylor's hip movements.
Taylor moaned as the friction between our bodies became increasingly pleasurable. After holding that position for a while, Taylor finally had enough, or rather, she wasn't getting enough pleasure, so she lifted her hips, freeing my cock and making me groan in frustration.
I could feel one of her hands firmly grasp my cock, lift it, and without looking, position the head of my cock to align it against her pussy. I could feel the glans of my cock being squeezed by her tight pussy before Taylor stopped.
Taylor kept her hips raised with only the tip of my cock inside her. She broke our kiss, stared at me, and I looked back. One of Taylor's hands grabbed mine, intertwining her fingers with mine, and she placed it on the bed for support while we held hands.
"Ready to consummate our marriage, my husband?" Taylor asked huskily while biting her lip, her face completely flushed.
"Of course, my dear wife." I said an octave lower, Taylor let out a sigh of pleasure, without breaking eye contact with me, she let herself fall.
Taylor's pussy, accustomed to the shape of my cock, eagerly welcomed it; we were both lubricated enough for my cock to bury itself deep inside Taylor all the way to the base.
We both moaned with pleasure. Taylor leaned forward and pressed her forehead against mine.
"I love you," I said between a moan.
"I love you, Izumi," Taylor replied with a tremor. I could see her blink slightly before she composed herself. She lifted her hips and began to move. She leaned in and started kissing me again, our hands still intertwined, but I used my free hand to help move her hips.
It definitely wasn't a position she was comfortable with, but she kept moving. She lifted her hips and dropped down hard, my cock pressed firmly against the inner walls of her cunt.
We both continued moaning into each other's mouths due to the pleasure we both felt. Taylor slowly increased the speed of her hips, going up and down, causing my cock to be released from her pussy only to be buried hard once again.
The pressure and friction of thrusting in and out of Taylor's pussy was absolutely exquisite, and Taylor was completely fine with it if her body's signals had much to say. I could feel her trembling with pleasure on top of me, but she never stopped moving her hips.
She continued moving up and down, slightly shifting her hips to find the right angle, but there wasn't much she could do while she was bent over kissing me, but still, it was enough.
The intimacy, the slowness, the closeness while we made love, slowly brought us both to the limit, and I could feel that Taylor was the same.
The tremors inside her cunt, as her body tensed like a spring each time she drew closer to climax, were so noticeable that I couldn't help but notice. Even with only one hand on her hip, I began to move my own waist. There wasn't much room to move or maneuver, but I could find myself in the middle of Taylor's movement.
My hips moved even faster as we both reached our limit.
"I'm cuming." Taylor said as she grunted against my lips.
"Cum with me." The words slipped out of my mouth before I realized it. Taylor just grunted in confirmation. We continued kissing while our hips moved in a disjointed way, yet we both quickly reached climax.
I could feel Taylor moaning, her body shuddering, her pussy beginning to spasm, and at that moment, I also reached climax. I could feel my balls beginning to empty, my semen beginning to flood Taylor's insides as I buried myself deep inside her.
We both moaned with pleasure at the sensation. When we both stopped riding each other, Taylor collapsed on top of me, trying to catch her breath. She adjusted her trembling legs into a better position and lay back on top of me. I used my free hand to gently hug her, my hand beginning to trace slow patterns on her back as we continued with our hands intertwined.
"That was perfect," Taylor said, closing her eyes slightly. I hummed contentedly.
"It was." I agreed, this was much slower and gentler than usual, but neither of us was going to complain, it was intimate, we were making love, it was perfect.
"Thank you... for... for everything, Izumi, thank you for everything we've been through since I met you." Taylor said, not at all embarrassed, simply grateful. I chuckled softly.
"Don't thank me, I feel the same way, and we won't break up if we both thank each other." I said playfully, Taylor snorted and hit me on the shoulder.
"How unromantic, you're supposed to be the man." Taylor teased playfully, and I chuckled slightly.
"I am, but I'm also practical. We'd both thank each other until one of us—me—got tired of it, so… I'm just cutting that short." I said playfully, and Taylor laughed at me. "But if you want to be romantic, well… no need to say thanks. Just… you being here, choosing me, is more than enough." I sighed, smiling softly. Taylor remained silent.
"Yes... that's more than enough, my husband," Taylor said. She sat up slightly and smiled brightly at me. I didn't resist in the slightest; I pulled her into another kiss.
"We have all night, my wife, shall we continue?" I said huskily, Taylor's eyes twinkling with amusement.
"Insatiable." Taylor teased, but didn't resist when she kissed me again. Yeah… it wasn't how I'd hoped our wedding night would be, but that wasn't a bad thing. Besides, we'd have a real one in the future; for now, we'd just enjoy this.