Rayn: S'moresMature

In short, Japan was amazing and magical and if I could, I'd have stayed there for the rest of my life. Kyle didn't appreciate it as much as I did. He hit his head a lot and milked it for all he was worth. I got better at sex though, so all the head hitting and bruise cream must've been worth it in the end, right?

He screwed a lot of sympathy cuddles out of me too, but I coped a lot better with that. 

As for the rest of the trip, we did leave Disneyland after a couple of days. Japan was fucking beautiful, and I was never scared of being hurt for dressing up there. I got myself a couple of kimonos too. Yes, one of them was pink. I will wear it every opportunity I get. I really didn't want to leave, but I didn't want to be on my own either, so when Kyle had to leave, I went with him after much sulking and bribing a few new shirts out of him. 

I suppose life went back to the way it was before we left mostly, with the exception of me wearing the pink kimono around the house, and being able to deal with sexual stuff much better than before. I was a lot better at initiating it too. So when I was wandering around in my kimono trying to perfect the Japanese look as much as I could, and Kyle decided I needed to be sat on his lap, grinning as he pulled me onto it, I made damn sure that I wriggled in all the right ways trying to get 'comfy'. 

Needless to say, he groaned a little. "Watch it, you," he said as I giggled. 

"Or what?"

"Or you won't be wearing that kimono much longer," he told me all casually. I bit back another giggle and shuffled around on his lap some more. "Rayn," his voice got that warning tone to it, so I sat still and bit down on my lower lip, giving him the cute, innocent face. 

He fiddled with the kimono all teasingly, and I kept up the innocent face. "I'm a good boy."

"Are you now?"

I nodded, wrapping my arms around his neck. "Very good." At that, he booped my nose, making me giggle. I pushed my lips against his and as he kissed back, something started to feel funny. I don't think you need me to tell you that it confused me. He ruffled my hair as I looked down at the lump tenting my kimono. "Well this is new." Kyle laughed, but I was kind of embarrassed. This was the first time I'd ever gotten hard without drugs, or Kyle making me hard. 

I buried my face in his neck, getting a kiss on the top of my head. "Don't be embarrassed, silly."

"It's never happened to me before," I whined. 

"It's nothing to be embarrassed about, though," he told me with a smile. Yeah? That's because you're used to this happening to you.

I looked up into his smile, "I'm twenty five, and this is the first sober boner I've ever had on my own." He shut me up with a kiss I gratefully returned, despite the strange throbbing between my legs. Suddenly I didn't want the kimono on, whether it made me pretty or not, and sure enough the two of us made our way into bed. 

"I feel like I should celebrate being able to have a hard on without getting high first," I giggled, all curled up next to my gorgeous husband. He kissed my head, laughing. 

"We can celebrate it if you want," he said. 

I broke out the puppy eyes. "Can I have a piggy back to the shop to get waffles?" He nodded, and despite my enthusiasm, I couldn't bring myself to move. What? I was snuggled and warm where I was. 

Kyle was the first to move. The darling dressed me in my kimono, and I couldn't decide if I was enjoying the extra attention or the fact he was willingly putting me in girly clothes to take me out in public more. Once I was dressed, I got up to pee, except I saw my face and decided I needed eyeliner more. By the time I was done, Kyle had already fixed his sex hair and was waiting for me. I climbed up on his back, not giving a fuck about my sex hair. I was too busy being overly excited that the man who once couldn't bear the thought of me being out in public like this with him no longer cared what other people thought. We got plenty of weird looks as he took me to the shop, but he ignored them all and I honestly could've probably just fucked him again right there in the bakery aisle just because he was so fucking perfect. 

Instead of doing that, given that I wasn't sure my ass could take the abuse, I just grabbed some ready made waffles. 

"Where now?" he asked with that perfect smile. 

"Ummm... Ooh, we should get stuff for s'mores and go camp somewhere and have s'mores," I said, getting way too excitable. He just laughed. I thought I was going to explode with how much I loved him right then. 


"I always wanted to go camping." With another smile, he took me to buy stuff to go camping with, just like that.

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