Post wedding reception and Sake-sharing, (Master and Rico stand in for their families) Teru and Kurosaki's first time together.

Reading note: I have Teru refer to Kurosaki as "Tasuku" from here on out because I think it's a pretty symbolic step in the growth of their relationship. Calling him by his given name, as husband and wife, puts them on an even playing field. They meet now as equals. Not as Slave/Master, Janitor/Student, friends or as neighbors. Though, that doesn't mean she doesn't slip on occasion. ;)

The following chapter is Rated M for Mature due to sexual content.

-Lemon Ahead-

This is your only warning.

The cool spring breeze rustled the early blooming sakura and the petals fell like snow outside Ohanabatake. Even in the darkness, little flashes of pale pink flickered in the shadows. Feeling the day catching up with her, Teru sat on the front steps and slumped into the wall, exhausted.

She hadn't sat long before the wooden tap of a door closing announced an intruder and the gentle slosh of a sake jar announced Kurosaki. Her husband.

Tasuku.

His name rang in her mind, like a gentle chime, every time she thought it. Tonight, however, it felt like a hot caress. The look he gave her whenever she spoke it did nothing to lessen the awareness that had begun to build within her.

The 'awareness' as she thought of it, had started before her wedding scheme had taken root. It had been late fall, they'd been eating with Team Kurebayashi at Ohanabatake like they did every month and Teru had crossed the invisible line.

She could still feel the slip of his blonde hair through her fingers. She would never forget the way his eyes felt after that, how he watched her closely. She could tell a part of him had given up then, even as he'd planned to resist her. Teru was glad she'd taken the risk and ambushed him.

"What are you smiling about?" Tasuku queried, a single eyebrow arched high in wariness as he held a small saucer of sake out to her.

Teru smiled carefully taking the offered drink so she didn't spill any of it. To her surprise, the cup was barely half full. She'd noticed him watching her from the moment the first drink had been pushed into her hands, hours earlier. She'd taken a sip reluctantly, equally afraid of Tasuku's reaction and seeming rude at her own wedding reception. To her surprise, he'd only given her a wink and a smile. Despite that she'd kept her consumption levels low.

Teru sipped at the sweet wine and pulled back in surprise. "Ah! This isn't sake!"

Tasuku smiled, holding up the glass wine bottle. "Plum wine." He admitted with a little smirk, tipping a little more into her cup. "I realized pretty quick you didn't like sake or beer."

"I'm surprised you're giving me alcohol in the first place."

Tasuku shrugged "You have to be able to drink at your own wedding, right?"

"Is that all?" Teru asked, her mind slipping into places she'd spent a weeks fretting over.

Even though she was teasing, she was sensitive to his reaction. Teru swallowed nervously, realizing that once again her mouth had run into dangerous pastures. She'd wanted this though, she reasoned. She got to say the one thing she wanted to most, without actually saying it. Teru gripped the fine porcelain edge of her cup as Tasuku gently took her buy the chin and pulled her in for a kiss. It was hot and tasted like plum wine. Despite the passion she could feel emanating from him, he kept things soft and gentle.

"Do you want to go home Teru?"

She gulped, unable to calm the wide-eyed look she knew she was giving him. She nodded, she did want to go home. She was exhausted, but more, she wanted the things that were now going to lead up to sleep. The thought still embarrassed her, the idea of baring herself so fully to another person. She was a virgin to boot and there was no question Kurosaki… Tasuku knew what he was doing.

Teru was pulled out of her panic with the soft press of Tasuku's thumb against her bottom lip. Her eyes focused immediately on his and she almost shivered at the unfiltered lust she saw. A single pulse, too slow to be her manic heartbeat, radiated from her lip and she forced herself to ignore the sudden urge to lick the tip of his finger. "You have to say it in words Teru." He encouraged, his voice ragged.

"I-I want to go home."

"With me?"

Teru nodded again and the friction of his fingers pressed against her mouth caused her breath to hitch. She could feel every bit of him as he sat next to her; even the parts that didn't touch her seemed to shine hot and bright in her mind. His hand, and the touch of a single finger already threatened to overwhelm her.

"Yes." She whispered, unable to push any more energy into containing herself. Tasuku leaned forward and obliterated the gentle shadow of his previous kiss. Before she could even think about being flustered, she was lost. Kurosaki had never kissed her like this before. There had always been that edge of restraint, faint but cutting. The spoken, and unspoken, restrictions on their relationship had been in place so long they'd begun to feel like second nature. With all those limits gone, the Kurosaki, the Daisy of the past was gone and all she had was Tasuku.

Teru didn't quiet realize when it was that he'd pulled her into her lap, but the cold stickiness of plum wine soaking her front quickly helped her consciousness surface. Her head spun as she disentangled herself from Tasuku's embrace.

"I'm sorry." He panted, pressing his face into her damp chest. The sudden hot press of lips to the exposed skin of her throat had her jerking reflexively against Tasuku.

"Hmm, you taste like plum wine." He smiled, watching her with dark eyes. He may have been a little drunk, she wondered, but she wasn't exactly sober herself. The sudden slip of Tasuku's tongue against the edge of her bra had her hands buried in his hair before she could stop herself and she cried out at the sensation.

Tasuku had them standing on the front step on Ohanabatake with a sudden rush.

"Tasu-"

"We need to go now." He declared, rearranging Teru's dress before patting down his own suit. Teru wobbled in place for a moment, her body not yet aligned with sudden change of situation. Tasuku stood at the front door for a moment, his hand on the handle before he suddenly let it go.

"Never mind!" he laughed, spinning away and grabbing her hand. "We're covered in spilled wine and if we tell them we're leaving we'll be harassed until dawn."

Teru couldn't help but laugh as Tasuku ushered her over to his Jeep. She'd had enough random sex talks from Rico to last her a lifetime. Granted, she was sure it wasn't as bad as the lolicon lectures Tasuku probably got from… everyone.

"Wait!" she cried as Tasuku pulled the passenger door open and began to shuffle her in. "You've been drinking. Can you drive?"

"Are you kidding me? I've been waiting almost three years for this night. There is no way I'm going to be drunk when it finally happens." Tasuku smirked widely as his declaration seemed to visibly catch Teru off guard. He couldn't help but grin and kiss her. Naturally, one kiss led to another and, sidewalk be damned, he was suddenly nibbling on her ear.

"Teru?"

Teru hummed back in response, lost to his ministrations. His body tightened at the sound, and the bolt of arousal that followed made it almost impossible to speak.

"Get. In. The. Car." He growled into her ear, grinning evilly as her eyes widened and she scrambled into the passenger's seat. He thought about weeding as he drove.

Teru half expected Tasuku to kiss her when he suddenly pushed her into the stairwell of their apartment building. Living on the 4th floor, it wasn't often that they took the stairs. "Tasuku?" she questioned as he motioned for her to go before him. We're they really taking the stairs?

"I wont make it if I get locked in an elevator with you." The blonde proclaimed with a wicked smile. It was enough to spur her up the steps. They both panted at they reached the appropriate landing. Distracted from trip up the stairs, Teru was unprepared for the quiet snick of the door as Tasuku shut them into his apartment.

"Wait here."

Teru stood silently in the dark room and followed the quiet presence as he moved through the room. Despite her heart pounding wildly in her ears, she couldn't help laugh as a small crash sounded from the kitchen. A small blue glow illuminated the room as Tasuku used the light of his phone to dig through the drawers.

"What are you doing?"

Tasuku let out a small growl as he moved from the drawers to a cupboard. "How long did it take you to plan today's coup?"

"A few weeks, why?"

"Well," he elaborated, making a small sound of victory as he located whatever it was that he was looking for. "I have to make do with a few minutes."

Teru blushed under his implication. She really had blindsided him. She panicked a little as he disappeared into the bathroom. Belatedly, she realized she hadn't actually seen what he'd brought in with him. Just as her imagination began to run rampant, a blushing Tasuku appeared. The rolled sleeves of his button-up pulled taught against his toned forearms and his tie swung loosely around his neck. He approached her slowly and she had to force herself to stand in place. The look on his face, like he was hungry, overwhelmed her a little. But, she could see Tasuku trying to temper himself and that gesture alone was enough to steady her.

His body heat washed over her as he brought up both hands to frame her face. Girding herself, Teru stepped closer and hooked her fingers into the end of his belt. Tasuku pressed his forehead to hers and groaned.

"You are not making this easy."

"S-sorry." Teru stuttered, moving to pull her hands free.

"No!" Teru froze, her fingers barely grazing his belt loops.

"Put it back." Not sure what else to do, Teru did as she was told.

"Good girl." Tasuku encouraged, nuzzling his nose against hers. "I want you to take a bath with me."

Teru prided herself in remaining calm. She'd prepared for this, studying for it like she would any other test. Still her heart hammered in her chest like a war drum.

"Is that okay?" Tasuku asked, pulling away to study her.

Teru blushed and nodded, muttering, "I wouldn't have asked you to marry me today if I wasn't ready."

"Okay."

With a tender kiss to her forehead, he led her into he bathroom. The sound of running water filled the small room, but the noise wasn't enough to keep her attention away from the dozen flickering candles spread throughout the room. It was so cheesy, but so heartfelt that Teru could feel herself tear up a little.

The brush of Tasuku's thumb against her still dry cheekbone pulled her out of overwhelming sense of love she felt for him. "Did I go to far?" he asked, looking sullen.

She shook her head, pushing up on tiptoe to press a kiss to his mouth. Kissing had been off-limits for so long and it had always been left to the brazen Kurosaki to always kiss her first. A small rush of victory flowed through her as her advance seemed to ensnare him.

Not for the first time, Teru acknowledged the power she knew she had over Tasuku. She knew for a fact that, if she had never expressed interest in him, he would've lived the rest of his life with that feeling locked up in his heart.

The thought made her heart pound. Not for the first time, and despite the situation, Teru thanked her brother. She thanked him for sending Kurosaki Tasuku to her.

A quiet beep heralded the sudden silence as the bath automatically shut off.

The thundering sound of the bath had set inspired unintended haste to their kissing, and in the unexpected quiet, Tasuku led them into the slow sway of a deep kiss. Neither lasted long, their ragged breath echoing through the wet-room as they were forced to part.

"I want –" Tasuku panted, stoking the hair away from her face with shaking hands. "I want to do this slowly."

Unable to speak, Teru could only nod. Tasuku looked as fevered as she felt as they mindlessly seemed to tug at one another. A faint blush of arousal covered his cheeks but and his eyes, usually blue and flashing, appeared black and heated.

"I need you to say yes." He seemed to growl, leaning forward to press a painfully gentle kiss to her neck. A shiver seemed to pulse low in her belly as his strong fingers gripped her arms as he continued to trail kisses towards her collarbone. A small nip had her jumping. "Teru." He warned, desperately urging her to speak up. Control and focus seemed to be quickly falling away from him and each movement seemed almost surreal in that moment.

Teru's single, quietly spoken word threatened to overthrow him. "Yes."

"'Yes' what, Teru?" he encouraged, his hands trailing down to squeeze her hips. The pulse in her belly seemed in flare as her hips seemed to flex in his grip.

"Please love me Tasuku."

Her quietly whispered appeal had him frozen in a mental scramble for clarity. She'd thrown him so far of his imagined path he was forced to hold himself and breath for a long moment.

"Tasuku?"

Teru saying his name, aroused and confused, made him burn even hotter. For a moment he lost sight of his plan. But when Teru's concerned face swam into view he was finally able to restore his determination. He'd spent more than two years thinking about this very moment, he wasn't going to be his own downfall. He was going to make sure Teru looked back on tonight with fondness and pleasure if it killed him.

Teru opened her mouth again to say his name but he dropped down and cut her off with a kiss. He could see how her arousal, overwhelming and new, as it flooded her system. They were both so close to loosing it and they hadn't even taken their clothes off.

He continued to kiss her, tipping her head back in one hand while he used the other to settle her fingers over his buttons. She pulled the shirt apart slowly, rushing through one movement and stalling in another as he kissed her unrelentingly.

The long sigh of a zipper announced the opening of her dress and Teru could feel her skin tighten as the warm air of the bath brushed against her spine.

"Cold?" he asked as he rubbed his hands over cool skin of her back. She tried desperately not to let out the cry that boiled up in her throat as he touched her.

"No." she practically moaned as she tried to steady her breathing. The straps of her dress loosen as she made the first tug at Tasuku's shirt hem. Caught off guard by the sudden tug, he stumbled forward; catching himself only inches from impact. She watched him take a deep breath as he righted himself and pulled her zipper the rest of the way down.

The humid air wafted around her legs as Tasuku dropped her dress to the floor. Teru forced herself to stand bravely as he pulled her hands back up. She almost gaped at him when he only went as far as his belt buckle. Thankfully at the last minute she managed to keep herself from turning away in embarrassment.

The leather of his belt felt oddly warm as she worked the buckle. The metal clacked loudly against the tile as she dropped it, but neither paid any head as the pants were kicked away. They didn't touch, but with the lack of clothing acting as a buffer, his body heat seemed to ebb over her like a gentle caress. Teru swallowed weakly as they progressed. A part of her wanted to call out, beg him to wait just 5 more minutes. Another stronger part of herself, one that scared and thrilled her in equal measures, surprised her in speaking louder. A great relief of tension, odd in its subtleness, bloomed inside of her and she finally allowed herself to relax.

Feeling brave, Teru slipped her fingers into the waistband of is underwear. Her bra strap slipped as he pulled it with his thumbs. Tasuku swallowed nervously as her hips wiggle beneath his hands as he pushed away her underwear. Soon, they both stood naked in the steamy bathroom.

Tasuku got in first and arranged Teru between his legs as they settled into the warm water. She could feel him, hot and ridged, against her lower back and she tried not to wiggle too much she settled against him.

They soaked for a long time, rejuvenating the cooling water with a hot blast from the tap. They played as the warmth relaxed them, chasings fingers exploring beneath the water. Soon soft sighs and low moans overwhelmed the small bathroom and Tasuku was pulling them from the water. Too relaxed and aroused to protest, Teru couldn't help but smile in quiet wonder as Kurosaki of all people toweled her body dry.

Teru wasn't sure, exactly, how they'd made into the bedroom. The still wet patches of skin pulled at the sheets as chased her into the depths of the bed. She didn't run far, luxuriating in the brush of his skin as he crowded over her. His weight settled heavily over her, nestling perfectly in the juncture of her thighs. Propped on his elbows, Tasuku trailed a line of kiss-soothed nips across her neck and chest. Her body, warm and loose from the bath quickly began to tighten under the assault.

Kurosaki couldn't help but grin wildly as he nipped and licked the smooth skin between her breasts. He could feel her going tense and he reveled in her quick gasp of breath as his tongue brushed over her nipple. It was easier than he thought being slow and gentle. Each cry and gasp seemed to go back in time and sooth every moment of wanting and frustration. He relished in unraveling her, and as much as he looked forward to their joining, he found he could take his time drawing it out.

Teru realized dimly that sex hadn't been at all what she'd expected it'd be. A rolling shudder wracked her body as Tasuku continued his teasing away from her breasts. He took his time, lazily sampling the sensitive flesh between the rippling of her ribs and the curve of her hip. Her belly fluttered wildly as he skipped his tongue over her navel, a brief hello on a journey that seemed to be taking him steadily lower. Teru's heart seized as the wet heat of his mouth centered over the exact point that had been building all night. Her back arched as his tongue and teeth laved her flesh. Kurosaki growled as he shoved his shoulders forward and her whole body seemed to clench as she suddenly found her legs draped over the lean muscle of Kurosaki's back.

Blood pounded in Teru's ears as she openly gasped for breath. Her hands clenched wildly in Tasuku's hair. Any sort of embarrassment seemed ridiculous after such an exchange. Her body seemed to steadily tighten to the beat of Kurosaki's ministrations and, without warning; the pressure came to a head.

A release, absolute in its magnitude, flooded over Teru. Light exploded from within her, and for a brief moment, nothing but Tasuku and magic between them existed.

Her body felt warm and pliant as Tasuku kissed the inside of her thighs before making his way back up her belly. Her body twitched visibly as he again nipped at the pale flesh of her chest. Hooking his arm beneath Teru's knee, he pulled her leg high against his hip, surging into her before she could even thinking about tensing.

Teru strained against Tasuku's sudden invasion.

"I'm sorry Teru." He chanted into her throat, kissing her neck as she adjusted. He felt lost in her embrace, not even the guilt of causing her pain had seemed to be enough to cool his arousal. He forced himself to stay still as he internally struggled to race forward in abandon.

"Are you okay?" he asked, pushing hair away from her face. The strands that had fallen loose from her bath time bun clung damp with sweat against her neck and he had to fight to keep himself from tasking the skin that glistened there.

Teru nodded, relaxing into his arms far faster than he expected. "It wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be – AH!" Teru cried out a Tasuku promptly dropped his face into her neck and rolled his hips. The motioned seemed to carry through her and she couldn't help but respond with her own thrust.

"Not so bad." He laughed hoarsely, breathing hard as he pushed himself back up. "That's good. That's what I wanted for you." Teru's vision swam as he hovered over her, and utilizing the new angle, rolled his hips again. Her moan, long and low sounded primal as it filled the room. She blushed crimson as the sound.

"Beautiful, beautiful Teru." Tasuku chanted, seeming to know exactly what to do to guide her through their exchange. Repeatedly he whispered her name as they rocked into each other, falling silent only as the pace increased. They met the end together in frenzied abandon. The skin of Tasuku's back burned as the half-moon impression of Teru's nails left faint red shadows. Teru swore she couldn't feel her legs. They collapsed into each other without grace or preamble and lay together until control slowly filtered back into their limbs.

Once normality returned, Teru wasted no time snuggling into his warmth. Tasuku, tugging the comforter over their cooling bodies, pulled Teru tightly against his chest. They lay in silence for a long time, both unable to stop smiling as they battled sleep.

Teru started as Tasuku spoke suddenly. "I don't want to go to sleep."

"I don't want to either." Teru whispered back in confession. "If I wake up and this was a dream…"

Teru melted into Tasuku's chest as he gave her a tight squeeze. "Really, really good dream." He slurred into her hair, sleep finally working to take them both. "Best dream."

AN: I feel like there's an even chance Kurosaki could go one of two ways when he finally got to have his way with Teru. First, he would freak out and Teru would have to pretty much jump him a week later in order to knock some sense into him. Or he really would let go and just wake up stupid happy the next morning when he realizes everything really did happen. Either way, Teru's probably stuck in a bed for the following week or two….

I haven't written a lemon in… YEARS. So I hope that this one lived up to your expectations. Belfast Docks wrote a really great lemon recently called "Stress Relief" and you should read it.

One last time, thanks for reading "100 Days" to its conclusion.

-Zilla