"The Morning After"
Title: The Morning After
Author: vampirelissy14
Fandom: Kamen Rider Kiva
Pairing: Jiro/Yuri
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: Post episode 20 AU.
Summary: "This is nice...waking up with you."
Author's note: A companion piece to "Matchmaker, Matchmaker".
The Morning After
Jiro Fujimori woke from a deep, pleasant slumber to cheerful morning sunshine and the sound of birds chirping outside, but that paled in comparison to the vision that lay beside him.
In fact, he was certain he’d never seen anything quite as beautiful as Yuri Aso was to him at that moment.
She could not have looked more content: features relaxed in sleep, her dark hair fanning out like ebony silk over the crisp white pillows, the sheets twisted around her nude body like a make-shift dress. One long leg was still slung over his waist under the covers, keeping him close, and he had to bite back a pleased hiss when she shifted and curled even closer.
Reaching out, Jiro traced a path over the curve of her pale shoulder, memorizing the soft feel of her skin under his fingertips. His touch finally sparked a reaction in the woman lying with him, and she stretched, cat-like, against him before finally opening her eyes.
Blinking groggily, Yuri allowed her vision to adjust before her gaze fell upon a sleep-mussed Jiro, and the sight of him made her heart skip a beat.
His dark, naturally tousled hair was even messier than normal, the sheets of the bed pooled around his waist to bare a tanned, exquisitely muscled torso, while his dark eyes gazed at her appreciatively. She privately thought he could not have looked any more perfect.
But, right then his handsome features lit up in a warm, loving smile and he proved her wrong.
“Why, good morning,” Jiro murmured, his deep voice sending a pleasant chill up her spine, which quickly turned into an even more pleasant spark when he leaned in to greet her properly with a kiss.
She moaned as he pressed her against the pillows while they embraced, his body settling comfortably against hers. Her fingers threaded into his soft, unruly hair as the kiss deepened and they became immersed in one another until, reluctantly, Jiro pulled back in order to give her some air.
“That was a good morning?” she panted, gazing up at him with a dazed, but very happy expression.
Jiro chuckled. “Did you think you deserved any less?”
Yuri sighed and draped her arms over his shoulders, tugging him down for another kiss. “To be honest part of me feels like I’m still dreaming…”
He smiled before touching his lips lightly to hers, whispering. “I know how you feel…trust me.”
She giggled before tilting her chin up and grazing his lips with hers, initiating another kiss, one that he gladly returned, their bodies tangling pleasantly with one another.
Again, he pulled back, this time in order to nuzzle affectionately at her. “This is nice…waking up with you.”
“It is,” she agreed, smiling as he shifted off of her in order to gather her against him. Cuddling close, Yuri rested her head on Jiro’s chest and drew invisible figures over his skin. “I could seriously get used to it.”
“I was just thinking the same thing…” Jiro pressed his lips to her forehead sweetly and brushed her hair away from her eyes.
“Perhaps we should make it a regular thing,” she glanced up at him, mischief in her eyes.
He smirked before cupping her chin with his fingers. “I love the way you think, you know that?”
Again, Yuri laughed. “I think I’m pretty well aware, yes.” She paused, before whispering. “And I’m also certain of just how much I love you.”
Jiro’s heart soared. “I love you too.”
With that, they shared another kiss, which proved just how true that particular sentiment was.
The End
Author: vampirelissy14
Fandom: Kamen Rider Kiva
Pairing: Jiro/Yuri
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: Post episode 20 AU.
Summary: "This is nice...waking up with you."
Author's note: A companion piece to "Matchmaker, Matchmaker".
The Morning After
Jiro Fujimori woke from a deep, pleasant slumber to cheerful morning sunshine and the sound of birds chirping outside, but that paled in comparison to the vision that lay beside him.
In fact, he was certain he’d never seen anything quite as beautiful as Yuri Aso was to him at that moment.
She could not have looked more content: features relaxed in sleep, her dark hair fanning out like ebony silk over the crisp white pillows, the sheets twisted around her nude body like a make-shift dress. One long leg was still slung over his waist under the covers, keeping him close, and he had to bite back a pleased hiss when she shifted and curled even closer.
Reaching out, Jiro traced a path over the curve of her pale shoulder, memorizing the soft feel of her skin under his fingertips. His touch finally sparked a reaction in the woman lying with him, and she stretched, cat-like, against him before finally opening her eyes.
Blinking groggily, Yuri allowed her vision to adjust before her gaze fell upon a sleep-mussed Jiro, and the sight of him made her heart skip a beat.
His dark, naturally tousled hair was even messier than normal, the sheets of the bed pooled around his waist to bare a tanned, exquisitely muscled torso, while his dark eyes gazed at her appreciatively. She privately thought he could not have looked any more perfect.
But, right then his handsome features lit up in a warm, loving smile and he proved her wrong.
“Why, good morning,” Jiro murmured, his deep voice sending a pleasant chill up her spine, which quickly turned into an even more pleasant spark when he leaned in to greet her properly with a kiss.
She moaned as he pressed her against the pillows while they embraced, his body settling comfortably against hers. Her fingers threaded into his soft, unruly hair as the kiss deepened and they became immersed in one another until, reluctantly, Jiro pulled back in order to give her some air.
“That was a good morning?” she panted, gazing up at him with a dazed, but very happy expression.
Jiro chuckled. “Did you think you deserved any less?”
Yuri sighed and draped her arms over his shoulders, tugging him down for another kiss. “To be honest part of me feels like I’m still dreaming…”
He smiled before touching his lips lightly to hers, whispering. “I know how you feel…trust me.”
She giggled before tilting her chin up and grazing his lips with hers, initiating another kiss, one that he gladly returned, their bodies tangling pleasantly with one another.
Again, he pulled back, this time in order to nuzzle affectionately at her. “This is nice…waking up with you.”
“It is,” she agreed, smiling as he shifted off of her in order to gather her against him. Cuddling close, Yuri rested her head on Jiro’s chest and drew invisible figures over his skin. “I could seriously get used to it.”
“I was just thinking the same thing…” Jiro pressed his lips to her forehead sweetly and brushed her hair away from her eyes.
“Perhaps we should make it a regular thing,” she glanced up at him, mischief in her eyes.
He smirked before cupping her chin with his fingers. “I love the way you think, you know that?”
Again, Yuri laughed. “I think I’m pretty well aware, yes.” She paused, before whispering. “And I’m also certain of just how much I love you.”
Jiro’s heart soared. “I love you too.”
With that, they shared another kiss, which proved just how true that particular sentiment was.
The End