"King Takes Queen"
Title: “King Takes Queen”
Author: Trinity
Fandom: Kamen Rider Kiva
Universe: One Man, One Woman
Pairing: Wataru/Mio
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Dinner With Wataru is always very interesting
A year had passed since Wataru and Mio had been crowned King and Queen of the Fangire and for the most part, things had changed. Even Wataru himself has changed and matured, but at his core, he was still the same sweet, shy young man Mio had fallen in love with.
But at other times, he could be a fair ruler, sometimes ruthless, and when he was alone with her, he could be cool, reserved, but at other times, sensual and seductive. Every day, it was something different.
Mio found she loved it and enjoyed it. It wasn’t every day a Queen got to marry a man she did love, after all…
One evening, Mio arrived for dinner in a fetching dark blue dress that resembled her Pearlshell Fangire body and dark heels, her black hair done in princess curls. “Wataru?” she called as she walked into the large dining room. “Are you here?”
She found her husband at one end of the dining room, engaged in a conversation with Castle Doran’s groundskeeper, Jiro, the Wolfen, and Jiro noticed her before Wataru did and gave her a warm smile.
“Ah, Wataru-sama, your Queen has arrived.”
Wataru, dressed in that semi-ridiculous black and red ensemble, turned and his hair promptly fell into his eyes as he reverted to his shy former self. “Oh…Mio!” He was blushing. “You’re here!”
“It’s dinner.” She replied with a chuckle as she came closer and Wataru dismissed Jiro.
“You look beautiful.” He blurted out and his face flushed a little more. At his adorableness, she simply smiled and brushed his hair out of his eyes.
“We need to find you a better King outfit.” She murmured. “This one looks so…eighties.”
“It fits.”
“Just barely…” She gave him a kiss. “However, I do love taking it off you…”
“Dinner first, then dessert, Queen.”
“Oh, can’t we skip dinner?” She teased as he came in for a deeper kiss, dipping her backwards.
“Not when Riki is standing there with the trays, glaring at us…”
“I don’t think that’s a glare…”
It was very clear the royal couple were in the mood, something Ramon, the little pervert, was all too happy to point out.
“Hey, hey, are you going to fuck after dinner?” Ramon asked Wataru, causing Mio to spit out the blood wine she was drinking.
“Where do you get such outrageous ideas, Ramon?” Wataru asked, shocked.
“The way you’re looking at her.” Ramon pointed out. “You’re undressing her with your eyes.”
“What the Queen and I do…”
“…and quite loudly at that….” Ramon cut in.
“Aren’t you a little young to be asking such questions?” Mio asked.
“Mermen mature slowly.” Ramon reasoned.
“Explains his behavior.” Mio muttered. “Ramon, you dear sweet, soon to be dead if I ever catch you in the bathroom listening to us again, boy. Would you do this Queen a favor and go fetch us some more blood wine? Please?”
Ramon smirked a little smirk. “You’re not trying to get rid of me are you?”
“Ramon, you annoying little pervert….” Mio began, furious with his cheek, but Wataru put his hand over hers.
“Ramon, please… the wine.” Wataru said. “We could use a fresh bottle.”
“Yes, King Onii-chan.” Ramon replied, bowing as he skipped out of the room. “And try not to ruin the table when you take the Queen on it.”
Mio let out a frustrated shriek and threw the empty bottle at his head.
“Mio, please.” Wataru murmured as Ramon laughed all the way to the kitchen.
“Wataru, I cannot stand that little mer-perv. I think he watches me shower!”
“Ramon is harmless, darling.” Wataru assured her. “He’s just somewhat perverted and likes to rile people up. Look who he’s been stuck with in here.”
Mio nodded slowly and then, suddenly, she gasped as Wataru’s fingers began trailing up her bare back and he leaned closer, his breath hot in her ear. “Mio-chan… my beautiful Queen...”
“Wataru…” Her breath hitched as Wataru’s hand drifted lower and lower.
“Forget the wine and dinner and lets go straight to dessert.” The stained glass visage began to creep up into his face and eyes, darkening the look of seduction and desire on his face. He tilted her head up and began to kiss and nip at her pale throat, his fingers trying to get her dark blue dress off her.
“So eager…” She breathed, her own visage rising to the surface as their lips met in heated kisses and their bodies moved to stand.
“You have no idea…” he whispered as he cleared the table in under thirty seconds before lifting her up and sitting her on the edge of it, his lips devouring her own.
“You’re proving Ramon right…” She teased.
“Oh, fuck Ramon… if I don’t have you now I’m going to explode.” His fingers began to inch up under her skirt and her hands began to try to get him out of the black jacket he’d taken to wear.
Suddenly, Wataru pulled back and he just took a moment to admire Mio. She looked more confident than before, more beautiful, especially in that beautiful deep blue dress. Her face was flush, her eyes bright and her hair hung around her head in black curls. “What’s wrong, King?” She asked, teasingly.
“Nothing…” Wataru came closer, the black jacket falling off his body. “…It’s just that my Queen is so beautiful, it takes my breath away.”
Mio smiled seductively, her hands coming up to pull her hair out of its attractive up do, black curls falling all around her face. She then placed one high-heeled foot on the dining room table and slowly pulled up her skirt to reveal a long, smooth leg. “Then, King… come claim your Queen.”
Wataru’s long fingers slowly caressed the warm skin, inching higher and higher as their lips met in a passionate kiss.
“You’re such a tease…” Wataru breathed.
“And you love every second of it.” She whispered back as their lips touched gently before the kiss deepened.
Suddenly she heard a chuckle and saw Ramon standing in the doorway.
“Hey, hey, what did I tell you about the table?” Ramon asked, nonchalantly.
That did it. The mood was ruined.
“Get OUT, you little pervert!” Mio shrieked, picking up the Zanbat sword and managing to throw it at Ramon, missing him, but giving him pause to scurry out of the room.
Wataru, however, was not so easily deterred. “Why don’t you go into the bedroom and wait for me there?” He suggested. “I’ll give you some time to cool off… and I’ll go talk to Ramon about how he should go be a peeping tom someplace else.”
When Wataru entered the large master bedroom, he was surprised to find the canopy surrounding their bed open, but not quite so surprised to find Mio there, waiting for him, her skirt hitched up to expose the tattoo of the entwined King and Queen symbols she’d had inked on her thigh.
His eyes raked over her form, encased in blue silk, desire clear as day in them.
“What are you waiting for, lover?” She asked innocently.
“I don’t want to ruin that dress. It reminds me of your Pearlshell form, all feminine glory and elegance.”
Mio slowly got up from the bed. “I’ll save you the trouble then, my love.” Once she was standing before him, she slowly began to unlace the gown, revealing smooth creamy skin before the dress fell to the floor in a puddle around her naked ankles.
She wasn’t wearing anything under that dress…
Wataru’s’ already large eyes widened further and Mio took the moment to step forward, slowly unbuttoning the dark red shirt he wore before yanking it and the pants off.
Their lips met in a fiery kiss and then Wataru whispered. “King captures Queen.”
Mio chuckled.
“Checkmate.”
Author: Trinity
Fandom: Kamen Rider Kiva
Universe: One Man, One Woman
Pairing: Wataru/Mio
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Dinner With Wataru is always very interesting
A year had passed since Wataru and Mio had been crowned King and Queen of the Fangire and for the most part, things had changed. Even Wataru himself has changed and matured, but at his core, he was still the same sweet, shy young man Mio had fallen in love with.
But at other times, he could be a fair ruler, sometimes ruthless, and when he was alone with her, he could be cool, reserved, but at other times, sensual and seductive. Every day, it was something different.
Mio found she loved it and enjoyed it. It wasn’t every day a Queen got to marry a man she did love, after all…
One evening, Mio arrived for dinner in a fetching dark blue dress that resembled her Pearlshell Fangire body and dark heels, her black hair done in princess curls. “Wataru?” she called as she walked into the large dining room. “Are you here?”
She found her husband at one end of the dining room, engaged in a conversation with Castle Doran’s groundskeeper, Jiro, the Wolfen, and Jiro noticed her before Wataru did and gave her a warm smile.
“Ah, Wataru-sama, your Queen has arrived.”
Wataru, dressed in that semi-ridiculous black and red ensemble, turned and his hair promptly fell into his eyes as he reverted to his shy former self. “Oh…Mio!” He was blushing. “You’re here!”
“It’s dinner.” She replied with a chuckle as she came closer and Wataru dismissed Jiro.
“You look beautiful.” He blurted out and his face flushed a little more. At his adorableness, she simply smiled and brushed his hair out of his eyes.
“We need to find you a better King outfit.” She murmured. “This one looks so…eighties.”
“It fits.”
“Just barely…” She gave him a kiss. “However, I do love taking it off you…”
“Dinner first, then dessert, Queen.”
“Oh, can’t we skip dinner?” She teased as he came in for a deeper kiss, dipping her backwards.
“Not when Riki is standing there with the trays, glaring at us…”
“I don’t think that’s a glare…”
It was very clear the royal couple were in the mood, something Ramon, the little pervert, was all too happy to point out.
“Hey, hey, are you going to fuck after dinner?” Ramon asked Wataru, causing Mio to spit out the blood wine she was drinking.
“Where do you get such outrageous ideas, Ramon?” Wataru asked, shocked.
“The way you’re looking at her.” Ramon pointed out. “You’re undressing her with your eyes.”
“What the Queen and I do…”
“…and quite loudly at that….” Ramon cut in.
“Aren’t you a little young to be asking such questions?” Mio asked.
“Mermen mature slowly.” Ramon reasoned.
“Explains his behavior.” Mio muttered. “Ramon, you dear sweet, soon to be dead if I ever catch you in the bathroom listening to us again, boy. Would you do this Queen a favor and go fetch us some more blood wine? Please?”
Ramon smirked a little smirk. “You’re not trying to get rid of me are you?”
“Ramon, you annoying little pervert….” Mio began, furious with his cheek, but Wataru put his hand over hers.
“Ramon, please… the wine.” Wataru said. “We could use a fresh bottle.”
“Yes, King Onii-chan.” Ramon replied, bowing as he skipped out of the room. “And try not to ruin the table when you take the Queen on it.”
Mio let out a frustrated shriek and threw the empty bottle at his head.
“Mio, please.” Wataru murmured as Ramon laughed all the way to the kitchen.
“Wataru, I cannot stand that little mer-perv. I think he watches me shower!”
“Ramon is harmless, darling.” Wataru assured her. “He’s just somewhat perverted and likes to rile people up. Look who he’s been stuck with in here.”
Mio nodded slowly and then, suddenly, she gasped as Wataru’s fingers began trailing up her bare back and he leaned closer, his breath hot in her ear. “Mio-chan… my beautiful Queen...”
“Wataru…” Her breath hitched as Wataru’s hand drifted lower and lower.
“Forget the wine and dinner and lets go straight to dessert.” The stained glass visage began to creep up into his face and eyes, darkening the look of seduction and desire on his face. He tilted her head up and began to kiss and nip at her pale throat, his fingers trying to get her dark blue dress off her.
“So eager…” She breathed, her own visage rising to the surface as their lips met in heated kisses and their bodies moved to stand.
“You have no idea…” he whispered as he cleared the table in under thirty seconds before lifting her up and sitting her on the edge of it, his lips devouring her own.
“You’re proving Ramon right…” She teased.
“Oh, fuck Ramon… if I don’t have you now I’m going to explode.” His fingers began to inch up under her skirt and her hands began to try to get him out of the black jacket he’d taken to wear.
Suddenly, Wataru pulled back and he just took a moment to admire Mio. She looked more confident than before, more beautiful, especially in that beautiful deep blue dress. Her face was flush, her eyes bright and her hair hung around her head in black curls. “What’s wrong, King?” She asked, teasingly.
“Nothing…” Wataru came closer, the black jacket falling off his body. “…It’s just that my Queen is so beautiful, it takes my breath away.”
Mio smiled seductively, her hands coming up to pull her hair out of its attractive up do, black curls falling all around her face. She then placed one high-heeled foot on the dining room table and slowly pulled up her skirt to reveal a long, smooth leg. “Then, King… come claim your Queen.”
Wataru’s long fingers slowly caressed the warm skin, inching higher and higher as their lips met in a passionate kiss.
“You’re such a tease…” Wataru breathed.
“And you love every second of it.” She whispered back as their lips touched gently before the kiss deepened.
Suddenly she heard a chuckle and saw Ramon standing in the doorway.
“Hey, hey, what did I tell you about the table?” Ramon asked, nonchalantly.
That did it. The mood was ruined.
“Get OUT, you little pervert!” Mio shrieked, picking up the Zanbat sword and managing to throw it at Ramon, missing him, but giving him pause to scurry out of the room.
Wataru, however, was not so easily deterred. “Why don’t you go into the bedroom and wait for me there?” He suggested. “I’ll give you some time to cool off… and I’ll go talk to Ramon about how he should go be a peeping tom someplace else.”
When Wataru entered the large master bedroom, he was surprised to find the canopy surrounding their bed open, but not quite so surprised to find Mio there, waiting for him, her skirt hitched up to expose the tattoo of the entwined King and Queen symbols she’d had inked on her thigh.
His eyes raked over her form, encased in blue silk, desire clear as day in them.
“What are you waiting for, lover?” She asked innocently.
“I don’t want to ruin that dress. It reminds me of your Pearlshell form, all feminine glory and elegance.”
Mio slowly got up from the bed. “I’ll save you the trouble then, my love.” Once she was standing before him, she slowly began to unlace the gown, revealing smooth creamy skin before the dress fell to the floor in a puddle around her naked ankles.
She wasn’t wearing anything under that dress…
Wataru’s’ already large eyes widened further and Mio took the moment to step forward, slowly unbuttoning the dark red shirt he wore before yanking it and the pants off.
Their lips met in a fiery kiss and then Wataru whispered. “King captures Queen.”
Mio chuckled.
“Checkmate.”