Nurse Yuya

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Summary: One Shot, Kyo/Yuya, Kyo is injured and is being difficult about being bandaged, what’s a girl to do?

A/N: Just because of the horrid lack of SDK fics out there, I have decided to make it my mission to add a few more! There are so many hot bishi, too! Kyo, Kyoshiro, Yukimura, Benitora, geez, and not to mention a few that will be bishi after growing up a wee bit, especially Sasuke’s friend Houtaru. Mmm mmm good!

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Nurse Yuya

Kyo eyed the female before him. She could not possibly be so stupid as to argue with him. He had told her plain as day she was his servant, and servants were expected to listen to what they were told.

His red eyes flashed dangerously. Yuya felt the intimidation, but refused to back down. “Take off your shirt Kyo,” she repeated.

“I told you I would not, you know I hate repeating myself woman.”

“Take it off.”

“Hn, you want to see this body so badly?”

Yuya flushed, and her eyes took on a steely glint. “I refuse to allow you to bleed to death. Not only are killing Kyoshiro, you are taking away the million ryo bounty from me. Now take it off.” She emphasized the last statement by grabbing his sleeve and tugging at it.

A growl escaped Kyo’s throat at the mention of Kyoshiro’s name, and an odd desire to erase him from her mind gripped him. He fought her just enough to make it look good, but allowed her to have her way, stripping his torso bare.

A small smile of victory graced her features, and Kyo was tempted to banish that look from her face. But her gasp stopped him.

Yuya gasped at the amount of blood, and quickly grabbed a cloth. Dipping it in the bowl of water next to her, she brought it to the wound and began to wipe the excess blood away. Kyo’s muscles jumped reflexively at the coldness of the damp cloth on his skin and he frowned at her. Yuya ignored him.

Heaving a sigh of relief, “It’s not as bad as it looked with all that blood cleaned off of it,” she said.

“I told you that.”

She glared at him as she poured antiseptic over another cloth and watched his eyes as the burn set in when she placed it on the wound, gaining some pleasure from the pain she was inflicting. She was disappointed at his lack of reaction, but had she been watching his jaw rather than his eyes, she would have seen it clench tighter.

Having finished cleaning the wound, she spread a smelly salve over it, and set about bandaging him. Stuck in a quandary, she could see his was getting enjoyment from her discomfiture.

“Kyo, I can’t wrap the bandage around behind you when you are leaning against the wall, sit up please.”

“No.”

Yuya huffed, and Kyo smirked, he loved baiting her, she was too easy.

“Fine,” she said.

‘If he wants to make this difficult, so be it, but I will bandage this wound,’ she thought.

Kyo was a bit disappointed at having won so easily. His disappointment turned to shock as she straddled his lap, a shot of desire coursed through him. What the Hell!?

Shoving his arms out of her way, she leaned into him, winding the bandage around behind his back, feeding it through the gap between him and the wall near his rear end. Having made the first circuit around his body, she leaned back slightly, not realizing that she was grinding against his nether regions.

Kyo let out a small groan and his eyes were closed. “Kyo?” Yuya breathed into his face. “Are you ok? I didn’t hurt you did I?”

His eyes met hers and concern was reflected there. He was having a hell of a time trying to control his growing erection so she didn’t notice it. “Its fine,” he bit out.

A little taken aback by his reaction, Yuya decided to hurry with her task, leaning forward for another circuit around his body, Kyo got a nice view of her cleavage. Pulling the bandage back around the front she leaned back again, and she could swear she heard him growl under his breath. In her haste, dropped the end of the bandage behind his back.

Kyo’s eyes rolled back in his head as she leaned further against him, her face turned sideways, breath tickling the side of his neck. She lingered there for several moments, and Yuya could not help but enjoy the feeling of his strong body pressed against her own. Brushing his ass accidentally with her questing fingers, he restrained the urge to jump involuntarily, it had tickled. Her scent enveloped him driving him crazy; he couldn’t take much more of this.

Finally grasping the end of the bandage, she continued wrapping his midsection, rocking too and fro with each circuit. Finally at the end of the bandage, she tucked the end inside the other folds. Kyo was fighting an inner battle, and as Yuya moved to get off his lap, his arm shot out stopping her.

Balancing a hand against his chest to steady herself, she looked questioningly into his eyes. “That was not very nice, Yuya.”

“What are you talking about Kyo? I just stopped you from bleeding to death…” her eyes widened, he had just called her by her name.

“The wound was hardly that serious, but that is not what I was referring to.”

“Then what…” her eyes widened in surprise as he pressed his hips up and something hard pressed against her most intimate of places.

“Kyo, I…”

His feral grin caught her, and she was like a moth to the flame, his heavy lidded gaze trapping her. She knew she should resist. She should get up and run as far away as her legs could carry her. That was what she should do.

But what she should do and what she did do sometimes were not always the same. The feeling of him pressing against her most intimate place was doing funny things to her. His strong arms pulled her closer to him, and she could feel his heartbeat speed up under her palm.

His voice took on a seductive cadence, “Kiss me, Yuya.” It was the second time he had spoken her name, and she like the way it sounded spoken in his husky voice. Completely in his spell, she leaned into him, and gave him what he asked for.

Her lips softly brushed his own questioningly, and he quickly grasped the back of her neck, pulling her flush against him and deepening the kiss. A small sound of surprise escaped her throat when his tongue darted in between her slightly parted lips tickling them.

His free hand caressed her leg, tracing up and down her thigh, massaging and kneading the muscle as he went. He slanted his mouth slightly, and deepened the kiss, when her tongue met his, softly and questioning, a surge of desire coursed through him.

Yuya was sweet nectar, and he could not drink enough of her. Her arms wrapped around his neck, and her fingers splayed in his hair, rubbing the back of his head. He wandering hand found its way up her thigh, inside her kimono to her full buttocks, squeezing.

Yuya let out a gasp of desire as his calloused palm met the sensitive flesh of her derriere. She pressed her body closer to his, feeling his impossible hardness pressing further against her core. She could feel herself getting damp there, and it felt positively wonderful to rub herself against him.

Kyo thought he would burst as she began bumping and grinding against him in earnest. Both hands reached up inside the back of her kimono, lifting it to have better access to her ass. He encouraged her to continue grinding against him with his hands.

Her hands found their way to his chest, and she quested the hard planes with hesitant fingers. His mouth found its way to the column of her throat, and his hands pushed her kimono off her shoulders, baring her chest to him. He worshipfully weighed her breasts in each hand, cupping them before gingerly squeezing them, and rolling the nipples in between his calloused finger pads.

Yuya threw her head back in delight at the feelings he was causing in her body. His thumbs brushed over her sensitized nipples and a tremor passed through her. A small moan escaped her lips, and he could feel the liquid heat from her nether region.

Scooping her up, she looked at him with heavy lidded eyes, wrapping her legs around his waist as he walked them to the futon. Laying her down in it, he stripped her the rest of the way. She watched him staring at her, as he slowly undid the belt to his own kimono.

She watched in great interest and it seemed to take forever for the robe to fall from his form. When it finally did, she was graced with her first sight of a fully unclothed male ever. He was on his knees next to her, and quickly stilled under her hand.

She reached up, cupping his genitals in one hand; they were surprisingly soft to the touch. Finished exploring them, she focused her attention on his hardened shaft. Running her fingers the length of it, he trembled under her touch. He was using every ounce of his willpower not to move while she explored his body.

When her hand closed over him, moving up and down, he could not take any more and pinned her beneath him. His mouth covered a ripe breast and he suckled first one then the other. His hands found their way down to her slick entrance, and he stuck a finger inside her hot passage.

She squirmed slightly under his ministrations, as he prepared her for his entrance. When his second finger slid inside her, she moaned. His thumb brushed her bundle of nerves each time he thrust his fingers deep inside her.

Yuya was totally mindless in the pleasure Kyo was giving her. At the point she was at, he could ask anything of her, and she would give it to him. When his fingers left her, she felt bereft, but he spread her legs wide, positioning himself between them. Yuya met his eyes and ran her hands down his sculpted arms.

This man was so beautiful, and right now, he was all hers. She could feel the tip of him beginning to penetrate her, he was much bigger than his fingers, and she was stretching uncomfortably.

Kyo backed out a bit, and pumped back into her tight passage. He was trying to allow her to adjust to his size before breeching her maidenhead. His finger found her bundle of nerves, and she jumped at the renewed sensation, biting her lip and arching her back in pleasure.

Kyo drank in the sight of her, and rammed hard into her. Yuya cried out in pain, and Kyo stilled inside of her. “Kyo, it hurts.”

Instead of responding, he continued his ministrations on her bundle of nerves, and felt her relaxing and begin to move rhythmically under him. Unable to contain himself any longer, he began pumping in and out of her. Her legs tangled with his, and she began meeting him thrust for thrust.

Her eyes were closed and a sheen of sweat covered her forehead. Her hands gripped him for dear life as she felt the pleasure building inside of her. Kyo felt her muscles tightening around him as she neared her climax, and upped the pace.

Her nails raked over his back as she pulled him closer, moans emitted from her throat in time with his thrusts, and suddenly her walls clamped hard against him, Kyo bit back a strangled cry in the back of his throat, had sex ever felt this good? Her muscles relaxed slightly only clamp even tighter around him, and the world went white for Kyo as he spilled himself deep inside of her.

Collapsing on top of her, Yuya wound her arms around him, kissing his neck, and enjoying the feel of him deep inside of her. After a few minutes, he shifted to the side, and Yuya pulled the blanket over them, snuggling against his chest and falling into a contented sleep.

Kyo watched her sleep for awhile, his mind refreshingly blank from all of the turmoil that usual plagued him. Yuya sighed and smiled in her sleep, and Kyo allowed himself a small smile of his own. Laying his head down, he allowed sleep to claim him as well.

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I just wrote it in about an hour and a half, and did not proofread very well, so I apologize for any mistakes, but when inspiration strikes, it is a funny thing, ne? I have a much more involved story that I am working on for Kyo and Yuya which will be more of a multi-chapter romance. Please let me know if you liked, I am not above asking for reviews, reviews make me happy.