"Summer Night City"
Title: “Summer Night City”
Author: Trinity
Fandom: Kamen Rider Kiva
Universe: I Kissed A Fangire: You Can’t Fight The Moonlight
Pairing: Sakomi/Satoru
Rating: R
Summary: Hot summer days lead to even hotter summer nights…
“I can’t stand summer in Japan!” Satoru moaned as he and Sakomi walked along a dim forest path in their summer yukatas, fresh from a festival. “It’s almost too hot to bear… even for someone as hot blooded as me…”
“It’s just a matter of keeping your cool.” Sakomi murmured as she fanned herself with a fan she’d gotten from a vendor. “I admit, summer has become much more brutal since I became a Fangiren.”
“Oh, that’s what you’re calling yourself now?” Satoru teased. “Last week, it was Wolgire.”
“I’m experimenting with names.” Sakomi told him coolly. “Now… where are we going again?”
“Someplace my father took my mother back when they were courting. I figured since we spent all day at a summer festival, I figured it was time for some cooling off.”
Sakomi raised an eyebrow. “And we’re going…”
A few steps more and Sakomi could hear the rushing water of a waterfall. It suddenly dawned on her that she was being taken to a waterfall lake. “Oh!”
Satoru chucked and sighed softly. His black striped yukata was outrageously comfortable and kept him somewhat cooler… but he imagined that the welcoming rush of cool fresh water would do the trick better.
Once they’d reached their private oasis, Sakomi had to look up and around. The lake was large enough for a swim and the full moon was high enough so that they could see, although their vision was considerably better at night.
Before she could turn around, though, Satoru had stripped to nothing and dove into the lake.
“Satoru!” She cried as the spray of water nearly hit her.
“Come on in!” Satoru yelled as he surfaced, looking more handsome than ever soaking wet. “The water’s fine!”
“Let me get undressed first…” Sakomi turned to try to undo her sash and nearly jumped out of her skin when Satoru came out of the water and slowly undid her obi, sliding her dark red and pink yukata off her body. His wet hands felt good and cool against her hot skin and she titled her head up as he nuzzled her, their lips meeting in a warm kiss.
The warmth of his touch and their closeness made Sakomi smile into their kiss, fingering the black fang around her neck, only to be surprised when Satoru’s lips kissed it and then her throat before he picked her up and managed to throw her right into the water.
The rush of cool water was instantly relaxing and Sakomi spent a few moments underwater before the need to breathe kicked him and she surfaced, treading water. Satoru was right there, eyes glittering gold and smirking.
“This feels wonderful….” Sakomi admitted.
“It should.” Satoru managed to bring her close to him and they shared another kiss. Fingers slid over wet skin. “It’s such a relief to be in the water after the festival and besides… you look cute with your hair and skin all nice and wet and damp…”
Sakomi managed to pull him close, studying him in the silvery light. He was incredibly handsome, eyes golden, lips swollen from her warm, feverish kisses, short black hair sticking to his face… he was perfection.
…and he was HERS.
She had to allow herself a smug smile at that and as she smiled, she looked to very fetching that Satoru just had to kiss her again, his hands running along her back, yanking her body even closer, unaware that the half moon mark was beginning to surface on her thigh.
In fact, he only noticed she was becoming aroused because her scent suddenly and dramatically changed (his nose was pressed against her neck as they kissed) and because her Wolfen markings began to show, a mixture of her stained glass Queen Fangire patterns of dark red and black, flecked with gold, her eyes glittering in the moon’s light.
“Satoru…” She purred.
“Oh GODS, you look beautiful like that.” He announced, pulling back to drink the sight of her up. Even though he could only see her from the shoulders up, but the markings were there… and they were GLORIOUS.
She made a low, aroused sound, something in a pitch no normal human could hear and whatever the sound, the vines and patterns, red and black, like her own, began to surface, the heart marks and the moon shape on his left thigh announcing his intentions to mate.
Sakomi smirked, slipping out of his embrace and under the water before she came out near the waterfall, rising from the water like Venus from the ocean, revealing her body to Satoru’s lustful eyes. She smirked.
“Come and get me.”
He was about to take her up on that when she shifted forms, deftly leaping from rock to rock, taking care not to rush as the rocks were wet from the waterfall’s spray. She paused when she was near the top, her claws beckoning for him to follow her.
He stared, spellbound… even in her blood red Wolfen form, she was gloriously beautiful.
She stopped only when she’d reached the top, her body framed by the full moon low in the sky. She let out a loud, wild howl and Satoru couldn’t get after her fast enough.
She was waiting for him when he got up there, nude body, markings fully present, stretched out on the dark grass, eyes golden. She licked her lips as she took in his strong, masculine Wolfen body, deep black, strong...even more perfection. She’d have taken him in his Wolfen body if they didn’t insist upon making love in their human skins.
Satoru changed into his human skin and watched as she laid back, her finger gesturing for him to come. It was a wickedly seductive gesture, considering her pheromones were heavy in the air, slowly driving Satoru wild.
She reached for him and pulled him down, their lips meeting in a warm kiss, and the only sound she suddenly became aware of was their beating hearts and labored breathing. They consumed each other, hands running over wet, sweaty skin, lips meeting in passionate kisses…
All Sakomi wanted to do was open up her body and take Satoru into it.
As Satoru pulled back, he noticed an unusual mark just above Sakomi’s left breast. It was the Fangire Queen’s symbol. Even though she was no longer a full Fangire, that symbol was still there.
He ducked his head down and kissed the mark, causing her to whimper somewhat before tugging him up and then down for another heated kiss.
Some hours later, they lay together in the cool grass, their bodies warm with sweat and water, limbs very nicely tangled up together.
“You were right.” Sakomi murmured, nuzzling his chest and purring. “That was just what we needed.”
“Hot summer days can lead to hotter summer nights.” Satoru purred, pulling her close for another kiss. “I told you so, gorgeous.”
She laughed and sighed, surprised when he decided to untangle their legs. “Let’s jump.”
“Are you kidding?” Sakomi asked.
“Come on!” He pulled her up and to the edge where the waterfall began. “We’ve taken so many other plunges together…”
She looked down. “We’d better not die.”
Before she had a chance to say anything else, they jumped.
Satoru held onto her as they plunged into the water and the very last thing she felt before they hit the water were his lips on hers in another passionate kiss.
…Hotter summer nights indeed.
Author: Trinity
Fandom: Kamen Rider Kiva
Universe: I Kissed A Fangire: You Can’t Fight The Moonlight
Pairing: Sakomi/Satoru
Rating: R
Summary: Hot summer days lead to even hotter summer nights…
“I can’t stand summer in Japan!” Satoru moaned as he and Sakomi walked along a dim forest path in their summer yukatas, fresh from a festival. “It’s almost too hot to bear… even for someone as hot blooded as me…”
“It’s just a matter of keeping your cool.” Sakomi murmured as she fanned herself with a fan she’d gotten from a vendor. “I admit, summer has become much more brutal since I became a Fangiren.”
“Oh, that’s what you’re calling yourself now?” Satoru teased. “Last week, it was Wolgire.”
“I’m experimenting with names.” Sakomi told him coolly. “Now… where are we going again?”
“Someplace my father took my mother back when they were courting. I figured since we spent all day at a summer festival, I figured it was time for some cooling off.”
Sakomi raised an eyebrow. “And we’re going…”
A few steps more and Sakomi could hear the rushing water of a waterfall. It suddenly dawned on her that she was being taken to a waterfall lake. “Oh!”
Satoru chucked and sighed softly. His black striped yukata was outrageously comfortable and kept him somewhat cooler… but he imagined that the welcoming rush of cool fresh water would do the trick better.
Once they’d reached their private oasis, Sakomi had to look up and around. The lake was large enough for a swim and the full moon was high enough so that they could see, although their vision was considerably better at night.
Before she could turn around, though, Satoru had stripped to nothing and dove into the lake.
“Satoru!” She cried as the spray of water nearly hit her.
“Come on in!” Satoru yelled as he surfaced, looking more handsome than ever soaking wet. “The water’s fine!”
“Let me get undressed first…” Sakomi turned to try to undo her sash and nearly jumped out of her skin when Satoru came out of the water and slowly undid her obi, sliding her dark red and pink yukata off her body. His wet hands felt good and cool against her hot skin and she titled her head up as he nuzzled her, their lips meeting in a warm kiss.
The warmth of his touch and their closeness made Sakomi smile into their kiss, fingering the black fang around her neck, only to be surprised when Satoru’s lips kissed it and then her throat before he picked her up and managed to throw her right into the water.
The rush of cool water was instantly relaxing and Sakomi spent a few moments underwater before the need to breathe kicked him and she surfaced, treading water. Satoru was right there, eyes glittering gold and smirking.
“This feels wonderful….” Sakomi admitted.
“It should.” Satoru managed to bring her close to him and they shared another kiss. Fingers slid over wet skin. “It’s such a relief to be in the water after the festival and besides… you look cute with your hair and skin all nice and wet and damp…”
Sakomi managed to pull him close, studying him in the silvery light. He was incredibly handsome, eyes golden, lips swollen from her warm, feverish kisses, short black hair sticking to his face… he was perfection.
…and he was HERS.
She had to allow herself a smug smile at that and as she smiled, she looked to very fetching that Satoru just had to kiss her again, his hands running along her back, yanking her body even closer, unaware that the half moon mark was beginning to surface on her thigh.
In fact, he only noticed she was becoming aroused because her scent suddenly and dramatically changed (his nose was pressed against her neck as they kissed) and because her Wolfen markings began to show, a mixture of her stained glass Queen Fangire patterns of dark red and black, flecked with gold, her eyes glittering in the moon’s light.
“Satoru…” She purred.
“Oh GODS, you look beautiful like that.” He announced, pulling back to drink the sight of her up. Even though he could only see her from the shoulders up, but the markings were there… and they were GLORIOUS.
She made a low, aroused sound, something in a pitch no normal human could hear and whatever the sound, the vines and patterns, red and black, like her own, began to surface, the heart marks and the moon shape on his left thigh announcing his intentions to mate.
Sakomi smirked, slipping out of his embrace and under the water before she came out near the waterfall, rising from the water like Venus from the ocean, revealing her body to Satoru’s lustful eyes. She smirked.
“Come and get me.”
He was about to take her up on that when she shifted forms, deftly leaping from rock to rock, taking care not to rush as the rocks were wet from the waterfall’s spray. She paused when she was near the top, her claws beckoning for him to follow her.
He stared, spellbound… even in her blood red Wolfen form, she was gloriously beautiful.
She stopped only when she’d reached the top, her body framed by the full moon low in the sky. She let out a loud, wild howl and Satoru couldn’t get after her fast enough.
She was waiting for him when he got up there, nude body, markings fully present, stretched out on the dark grass, eyes golden. She licked her lips as she took in his strong, masculine Wolfen body, deep black, strong...even more perfection. She’d have taken him in his Wolfen body if they didn’t insist upon making love in their human skins.
Satoru changed into his human skin and watched as she laid back, her finger gesturing for him to come. It was a wickedly seductive gesture, considering her pheromones were heavy in the air, slowly driving Satoru wild.
She reached for him and pulled him down, their lips meeting in a warm kiss, and the only sound she suddenly became aware of was their beating hearts and labored breathing. They consumed each other, hands running over wet, sweaty skin, lips meeting in passionate kisses…
All Sakomi wanted to do was open up her body and take Satoru into it.
As Satoru pulled back, he noticed an unusual mark just above Sakomi’s left breast. It was the Fangire Queen’s symbol. Even though she was no longer a full Fangire, that symbol was still there.
He ducked his head down and kissed the mark, causing her to whimper somewhat before tugging him up and then down for another heated kiss.
Some hours later, they lay together in the cool grass, their bodies warm with sweat and water, limbs very nicely tangled up together.
“You were right.” Sakomi murmured, nuzzling his chest and purring. “That was just what we needed.”
“Hot summer days can lead to hotter summer nights.” Satoru purred, pulling her close for another kiss. “I told you so, gorgeous.”
She laughed and sighed, surprised when he decided to untangle their legs. “Let’s jump.”
“Are you kidding?” Sakomi asked.
“Come on!” He pulled her up and to the edge where the waterfall began. “We’ve taken so many other plunges together…”
She looked down. “We’d better not die.”
Before she had a chance to say anything else, they jumped.
Satoru held onto her as they plunged into the water and the very last thing she felt before they hit the water were his lips on hers in another passionate kiss.
…Hotter summer nights indeed.