A/N - So this is super late, but I’ve been feeling so depressed and just unable to write lately, so here is a belated birthday story for my muse, @scruffymctee
I hope your unbirthday was bright and happy, as you deserve.
I also hope you enjoy this:
No One Says “Don’t Kiss and Tell” Anymore
Tomoyo flopped back onto her bed, flipping through TikTok, a sadly too-often pastime when she was alone and bored. Her roommate and best friend, Keiji, was still at work, and Shingen, unsurprisingly, had a date. The trio had been inseparable since they were kids and had been living in the same three-bedroom apartment for two years. They were comfortable with each other, took turns on who cooked, cleaned, and did the shopping (except Shingen, because dear gods, sending him for groceries always ended up with him buying more sweets than meals).
It worked for them.
Tomoyo’s attention was pulled from some girl singing by a text from Shingen. It was, ironically, a TikTok link.
Shingen: Wwx.tiktok.com/bestfriendkissprank – You should try this to Keiji and record it.
Tomoyo laughed and clicked the link. The video showed a girl place her phone against something that held its place, and a few moments later, the girl kissed her best friend. After the initial surprise, the two laughed and she pointed out the camera that had caught the exchange on video. Tomoyo laughed and watched it twice more.
Tomoyo: You think so? Keiji should be home in an hour. Maybe we’ll be TikTok famous! xD
Shingen: Perhaps. Make sure to send me the video!
Tomoyo: Your date must be very boring.
Shingen: If by boring you mean I’m in the arms of a beautfiul goddess, then sure.
Keiji hadn’t expected anyone to remember him after his academic break. After all, university had everyone much too occupied with themselves rather than with others and it wasn’t uncommon for someone to take a leave for a year or two, or even more. It was for the best, he thought. That way no one would have to remind him of his earlier years, and who he actually was. He could ride out the humiliation of being a returnee on his own, he thought, stick to his guns and start over once more, with hopefully better results.
What he didn’t expect was to see you in the hallway of his department, your feet tapping on the floor as your fingers drummed on the desk, only to turn halfway around and see him.
Less so even had he expected that bright smile on your face as you ran towards him, as if happy to see him, arms waving as he soon found himself enveloped in a warm hug that he hadn’t felt in a while.
Memories Keiji thought he rather forgot came flooding back as you clung around his neck, retreating only to examine his face, as if looking for a change in his demeanour.
“What are you doing here,” Keiji questioned, confused as to why you were here. He had so carefully chosen his new course, made sure that no one he had known before was in said department. That they had either graduated and left, or that it was unlikely to ever encounter them. He had done so much to keep it all under wraps, only telling Kanetsugu of his return to university and what he was to study.
The mischievous shimmer in your eyes told him that Kanetsugu had ratted him out. Subconsciously Keiji could almost hear the reasoning of his most-trusted friend, unable to get angry even as he gulps down some of the remaining anxiety, flashing his brightest smile as his eyes turn into mere slits.
“Not that I’m unhappy to see you! You look great!” he thunders out the compliment, his voice booming like it had done before as you scoff.
“Because academic pursuit is truly a fountain of youth,” you exclaimed with a roll of your eyes, before informing him that you had acquired a teaching position within the university, pursuing an academic career like you had always wanted to.
Keiji had promised himself to do everything different this time. Be a new person, start over, pursue a new dream. He had promised himself even to forget about you, thinking that you had gone ahead of him, believing that you were out of his reach by now.
Yet, here you were, smiling at him like no time had passed by at all, accepting him right back into your life despite the person he had been years before, before his break.
“You owe me a meal,” you even reminded him, and Keiji was taken off-guard as he recalled the treat he had promised so long ago. How a few years could seem like a lifetime. How strangely distant everything seemed when he was in your presence.
Keiji promised that he was to change everything. Everything, including you, he told himself, a smile widening as his heart set.
“Deal!”
He had long repaid the meal, coming by almost daily with a boxed lunch in hands as he dropped it off at your office, a bright grin on his face as he would wave at you through your window.
“You know, people have been calling you my wife,” you had jested, to which Keiji had laughed even harder without a response, hoping that maybe one day you could see his intentions for what they were.
“Want to check out that new cafe after work?” the male would ask instead, and you would cheekily banter back;
“Do you even have money as a student?” Which you both knew, he didn’t have much of, but he always managed. Just as he managed to make your boxed meals between his own classes and school work. He always managed.
But when doubt started to lure around the corner once more Keiji found that while he managed, he always did so alone. As if ashamed to ask for help, as if ignorant on how. After all, no one ever guessed anything was wrong with Keiji, not the first time around, nor this time. It made leaving with a smile easier, promising himself to be stronger the next time.
A hand wrapping around his, warm and comforting with a little pinch to it. Catching his attention he found that it was yours pulling at him, commanding his attention on you as you eyed the man you had known before his leave, when he felt at his worst, and the one who you had welcomed back pretending to be a new man.
“Stay with me, okay?” you asked him, and Keiji found that there was no request he could deny you, his earlier doubts disappearing as he found himself accepted.
Perhaps it was he who had to take a clearer look at the signs.
Whimsey’s Story Event, “I Do, My Love!” -Keiji Epilogue
Ten years had passed since our wedding. I stood in the kitchen working on making afternoon tea for us. “You should really let me help you with that, dear.” Keiji’s mother said as she entered the kitchen.
I smiled at her. “You know you don’t have to. I’ve got it under control.” I assured her. “Though if you’re here…who is minding the boys?”
My mother-in-law smiled. “Their father and grandfather of course.”
“I should probably get the first aid kit ready then…just in case.” I said, moving the the food from the fire and dousing it.
“I am sure all is well. Boys will be boys after all.” She said with a warm smile.
“True.” I agreed. “You know, Keiji and I really glad you both agreed to come here with us. I know it means a lot to Keiji to have you guys here.”
“He’s fought a long time to get a home for us all again.” She agreed. Her kind, wise eyes looking at me. It didn’t take me long to realize she must have seen through every guise Keiji had put up for so long, but knew there was no way to stop him or change his mind.
“I also appreciate all the help you provide with the boys.” I added. “I really don’t know what I’d do without all of your help besides maybe drown.”
She laughed warmly. “I love it.” She said. “Family is the most important thing.”
We were finishing up the tea and snacks before heading out to the garden, where Keiji and his father were with our boys. It was so funny and so cute, watching Keiji wrestling with our boys; Chiharu, Benjiro, Souta, Riku, and Niko. All five of them had varying combinations of mine and Keiji’s features, but they all had his bright red hair.
Keiji’s father was sitting on the verands watching the sight, a bright happy smile on his face. Keiji had finally been granted his own land and the construction of our small castle had just completed earlier this year. As soon as we’d moved in, we had invited his parents to live with us. They had jumped at the idea of getting to spend so much time with their grandsons and had taken to being grandparents so well.
“Come on, why don’t you boys take a break!” I called out to them. “We’ve got tea and snacks.”
“Snacks? You made some mochi right?!” Niko, our youngest asked.
“Of course, I know it’s your favorite.” I answered.
“Did you make it or did Obaasan?” Souta asked.
“I did.” I answered. “But I used Obaasan’s recipe.”
“Well…it should still be good then.” Souta said.
“Come on now, you know you love your mom’s cooking.” Keiji said as he came up and grabbed a piece of mochi.
“Yeah, but your mom’s cooking is better.” Souta replied.
I narrowed me eyes at my son and then reached forward to ruffle his hair. “Next time I’m just going to not make any for you.”
“Are Uncle Sasuke and Uncle Kanetsugu still coming for dinner tonight?” Riku asked.
“Yes, they should be here soon.” I answered.
The country had finally been united and we’d made peace with the Uesugi-Takeda alliance in part because of Keiji and Kanetsugu. I was happy that we could finally be open with our friendships and they had become an irreplacable part of our family.
“Speaking of, we should probably be getting ready to welcome them once we finish our snacks.” I said. “No one got any cuts or scrapes while you guys were wrestling around?” I asked.
“Moooom, we’re fine.” Chiharu, our oldest said in that exasperated tone.
“The boys are all fine, Ava.” Keiji assured me, climbing up on the porch to stand beside me. “I’m the one that’s all banged up.” He was then giving me a grin. “Ya got any of that salve ya make?”
I smiled up at him, catching on as he held his hands out to me. “You have those invisible cuts again?” I teased.
“You know it.” He answered. “The only cure is your touch…some kisses, too.”
“Ewww!” Our boys chorused.
“Mom, Dad why do you have to be so gross?!” Benjro asked.
“Yeah, that’s supposed to be when you’re alone.” Riku said.
Keiji and I laughed and shook our heads. I was then placing my hand in his. “Come on, I’ll treat these wounds of yours.” I turned and started to head back into the castle, when a wave of dizziness washed over me and I began to stumble.
Keiji quickly caught me. “Ya alright?” He asked, concern in those golden eyes.
“I’m fine.” I answered.
His mother was coming around in front of me then. “Let me have a look.” She was then looking into my eyes. “Well, I’d say that’s it then.”
My eyes widened. “Don’t tell me you’re thinking what I think you’re thinking.” I said. “Especially since you’ve been right every time.”
“But I am dear.” She said, smiling knowingly at me.
Keiji was chuckling. “Maybe this time we’ll get that girl who looks just like you.” He said as he pulled me closer and turned me around so that I faced him.
I smiled up at him. “I don’t know it seems boys are all we have…besides I love these little redheaded devils.”
“Mama, Papa?” Niko asked. “Am I gonna be a big brother?”
“It seems so.” I answered.
“Yay!” Niko squealed in delight.
“Ugh.” The older boys groaned.
I looked up at Keiji. “You know this keeps up and I’m just not going to let you touch me anymore, right?”
Keiji chuckled. “I’m sure I can always get you to change your mind.” He replied, leaning in to kiss my forehead. “Besides, you look pretty cute pregnant.”
Later that night, after dinner and putting the boys to bed, Keiji and I were sitting up in our room. Keiji had me pulled into his lap, his arms wrapped snugly around me. “You know, for a cybical asshole, you look pretty happy.” I told him, my tone teasing.
“How can I not be?” He replied. “You’ve given me everything I’ve ever wanted and then some.”
“Five wild little boys?” I asked. “And likely a sixth one on the way.”
Keiji chuckled. “Well, them, too.” He replied. “Our home, our family, my dream, and a slew of new ones.”
I smiled as I wrapped my arms around his neck. “You deserve all of it Keiji. I love you and I love our life and our family. I wouldn’t trade any of it or change a single speck of it.”
“Dammit.” Keiji said. The next thing I knew, I was lying back on the futon and he was over me. “You just always know how to make me want you…this is why you keep getting pregnant.”
I giggled. “I don’t mind. I’m pretty sure I already said that I love our family, didn’t I?”
Keiji smirked before leaning in to capture my lips in a heated kiss. His hands had gone to my sash when there was a soft knock on our door and Niko was calling to us from the other side. “Mama, Papa, I had a bad dream, can I come sleep with you?”
Keiji groaned quietly before pulling away from me and opening the door, scooping the boy up into his arms and bringing him in. “Of course.” He said.
“You just come right here.” I agreed patting the bed beside me.
The three of us were soon snuggling up together. I smiled at Keiji as Niko soon fell asleep, nestled in between us. I really did love our life and I knew Keiji did too. It wasn’t perfect but it was pretty close.
Whimsey’s Story Event, “I Do, My Love!” - Keiji Pt 3- The Wedding Night
NSFW 18+ content
After the wedding ceremony, we returned to Azuchi castle’s main hall for a banquet with our friends and family. I was so excited that Keiji’s parents were at the wedding. I had always wanted to meet them, but I wasn’t sure if that would be possible. I was also happy that Keiji had family that he did love and they loved him in return. His mother also seemed enthusiastic and loving. I was glad she was my mother-in-law.
We were sitting down, enjoying the food (which Masamune had prepared, so it was AMAZING) and sake. A band had been brought in to play music. Keiji’s parents had come over to join us. His father looked so happy for us and so proud of Keiji.
“You’ve done really well, Keiji.” His father said, giving him a harty pat on the back. “For Lord Nobunaga to agree to hosting the party in his castle…”
“Keiji is a very important member of the Oda forces.” I said, smiling.
“Nah.” Keiji said, waving his hand. “Pretty sure this is all about you, Princess. I’m just lucky enough to be tagging along.”
“Oh don’t act like that.” I told him. “Or have you already forgotten Nobunaga’s words when you asked for me as your reward for that last battle? He called you baluable and then told me I was to make sure you didn’t up and leave again.”
Keiji’s father was practically beaming with pride. “I always knew you would make a name for yourself.”
“I knew Lord Nobunaga had to think highly of you.” His mother said. She then leaned over to me and whispered in my ear. “Thank you for making my son happy. I’ve never seen such a genuine smile on his face before.”
“Mom, what are you over there talking about?” Keiji asked. “You’re not over there telling Ava all of my embarrassing stories from when I was a kid?”
She giggled and winked at me. “Of course not, I was just telling her how I hoped for grandchildren soon.”
The party went on for a while, Keiji and I mingling and talking with our friends. Everyone was wishing us well. There was still plenty of teasing, too. Mitsuhide and Masamune saying something about how heartbroken Mitsunari must have been.
As we were chatting with everyone, I happened to look up and noticed a cieling tile move. I was thinking quickly and put my hand on Keiji’s arm. “Hey, I just remembered something.” I said.
Keiji looked at me, confused a moment. “Remembered what?” He asked.
“Something I forgot.” I answered. “I left a certain thing in my old room last night.”
“Well, then maybe you should go get it.” Keiji replied.
I gave him a look. “Well, come with me.”
Understanding seemed to light in his eyes. Then he gave me a grin before turning back to Mitsuhide and Masamune. “Well, looks like it’s time for us to get out of here. Looks like my wife can’t wait to get me alone.”
“She definitely looks eager.” Masamune said.
“You could have been less obvious little mouse.” Mitsuhide added, that cheshire grin on his face.
I let out a groan as my cheeks reddened. “Ugh, you men.” I muttered.
Keiji was wrapping his arm around my waist. “Well, come on, let’s go if you’re that eager. I don’t wanna keep ya waiting!”
I lightly smacked his chest, but Keiji remained unaffected. We were then exiting the banquet and making our way to my old room. When we stepped inside, Keiji was instantly pulling me close. “I thought we were going to wait till we got to the inn, but I’m glad to see you’re just as eager as I am.” He said, grinning at me.
My heart was racing in my chest. I mean yeah, I was very much looking forward to our honeymoon, but that’s not why I wanted to come here. I took a deep breath to collect myself. “While I am very much ready to start our honeymoon, that’s not why I wanted to sneak away.”
“And you call me a tease, Princess.” Keiji said, leaning in to kiss me.
I giggled and put my hand over his mouth. “Just wait till we have some real privacy.”
“Huh?” Keiji asked as he pulled my hand away.
I pointed up to the ceiling. Then I looked up. “Alright, I think you guys can come on out now.”
The familiar ceiling tile was moved back and this time two figures alighted to the ground instead of just one. Sasuke pulled his mask down and waved a friendly greeting. Keiji looked at the other man, with surprise. “I can’t believe you guys risked coming here like this.” Keiji said.
“Just wanted to congratulate you on your wedding day.” Kanetsugu replied, giving a small smile. “I also had to be sure that there really was a woman crazy enough to marry you.”
“Thank you guys for coming.” I said, smiling brightly.
“I couldn’t miss my BFF’s wedding.” Sasuke replied. “I am glad to see you looking so happy. Congratulations to both of you.”
“Yes, congratulations and good luck with this one. You’re going to need it.” Kanetsugu said.
We were only able to grab a few more moments with them before they were both bounding back up into the ceiling and leaving. Keiji turned to me, that grin on his face. “Can’t believe YOU knew they were here and I didn’t.”
“Well…uh…confession time…I just know to watch the ceilings.” I replied.
“Sasuke sneaks into the ceilings here regularly, doesn’t he?” Keiji asked.
I nodded. “Yeah, when we first arrived here, it’s how he would check on me to make sure I was doing okay.”
Keiji shook his head. “To think everyone was worried about my friendship with Kanetsugu when my princess is the real naughty one. Not saying anything about an enemy spy sneaking into the castle and having regular conversations.” He teased me.
“We never shared information.” I reminded him.
Keiji grinned. “I know.” He replied. “Of course, now I’m not sure how I feel about another guy sneaking into your room though.”
I knew he was teasing me. “You know it’s not like that. When I first arrived here…I was kind of scared of everyone. It was nice having a friend from my time drop in to chat every once in a while.”
“Yeah, but there’s usually only one reason a man wants in a lady’s room.” Keiji continued on.
“Pretty sure you’re the only one to ever come in here with those intentions.” I teased right back.
“Nah, but I’m the only one you let go that far.” Keiji continued.
“You’re my one and only, Keiji.” I reminded him, wrapping my arms around him. “And now you’re my husband.”
Keiji’s composure seemed to break then. “Ah, dammit…we really do need to get going.” He said, looking away from me.
“Keiji?”
“Now I’M the overeager one.” He said before capturing my lips in a passionate kiss.
We longered for a moment in my room before returning to the banquet only to bid everyone goodbye as we headed off on our honeymoon. Our plan was to stay at an inn not too far from Azuchi. We arrived by nightfall and eagerly made our way to our room.
As soon as we were alone, Keiji was closing the door behind us and turning to me…and the look in his eyes…I swear if I were made of ice, I would have melted into a puddle in that instant from his gaze alone. “I hope you’re ready Ava.” He said, his voice dangerously low.
I could feel my belly tightening with desire already. “Oh? Just what do you have planned?” I asked.
Keiji crossed the room to me in an instant, his strong arms coming around me. “Oh, I think you know.” He replied. “Lady Maeda.”
I felt my cheeks redden even as a smile came to my face. “Keiji…”
His lips were on mine then, his large hands sliding over my body. He slid my jacket off of my shoulders. He pulled back to look at me, mischeif sparkling in those golden eyes. “Well, I wasn’t expecting this.” He said, his fingers running over my naked shoulders as he leaned in to kiss my neck. “This something you would wear in your time?”
“Hmm, yes."I answered, my mind already becoming hazy. "Of course…in my time…I wouldn't…have needed…the jacket.”
Keiji was pulling back to look at me again. “So, you’re telling me you can walk around with that much skin showing?”
I nodded. “I can wear an even…shorter dress, too.” I answered.
“I think I like the idea of things in your time.” Keiji replied with a grin. He was pulling me back in for another kiss as his hands went to undo the obi at my waist.
I was already working to undo the ties of his clothes, baring his top half. Keiji was pulling back to look at me and looking a bit surprised when my dress wasn’t falling away once my obi was undone. I giggled. “You want some help?” I teased, I was then turning around to reveal the corset lacing at the back of my dress.
Keiji’s fingers were quickly untying and loosening the silk ribbons. He leaned in and kissed the sensitive spot where my neck met my shoulder. “You’re lucky…I was a breath away from just ripping this dress off of you.” He whispered in my ear before nipping at my lobe.
A shiver of pleasure ran down my spine. Soon my dress was undone and falling into a pool of silk at my feet. Keiji’s strong arms were wrapping around my waist and pulling me back against that broad chest. His lips were trailing over my neck as his hands came up to fondle my breasts, thumbs circling my nipples.
“Ah…ng…Keiji!” I cried out.
Keiji’s lips twitched into a smirk on my neck. “Teasing me and turning me on like you have been…I hope you’re ready for this long night…you just might lose your voice after tonight though.” He was then sliding one hand down the front of my body ever so slowly before his fingers came to stroke that sensitive little bud between my thighs.
I moaned and cried out at the intense sensations coursing through my body at every stroke from Keiji. He teased me to the brink before taking me down to the futon, pulling me onto his lap so that I was straddling him. My hips eagerly sank down, my heat welcoming him inside. Our lips met in thousands of kisses as he began to thrust up and I bucked my hips, riding him until I was finally finding release.
I broke our kiss, throwing my head back in pure bliss as I moaned out his name. Keiji’s arms held me tightly through my intense pleasure and his lips were on my throat, his fingers going over my snesitive flesh, drawing out my pleasure. As I came down from my pleasure high, Keiji was laying me back, still inside me as he moved us so that he was over me now.
He gave me a devilish smirk. “I hope you know, I’m not done with you yet. I plan to make you cry out for me all night long.”
I was already panting and breathless. But I smiled. “Just as long…as you’re ready…for me to…love you…in turn.” I replied, running my hands over the sculpted muscles of his body. “I want to show…my husband…how much I love him.”
Keiji’s face reddened. “There you go turning me on again.” He said. “My wife…” He didn’t finish whatever he planned on saying because his lips were on mine. Our tongues twisting and tangling as our body continued to twine together in pure bliss. Our first night as husband and wife was only just beginning and I lost count of the number of times he made me cry out. I was certain that my voice would be gone by the morning.
Whimsey’s Story Event “I Do, My Love!” - Keiji Pt 2- The Wedding
We took our time planning the wedding. I needed plenty of time to make my dress, which was going to be combining elements of a modern wedding dress with a traditional kimono. But part of it was also spent arguing with Hideyoshi. He wanted to make it some grand affair fitting of a vassal of Nobunaga and an Oda Princess…even if I was just a fake princess. Since it was a title given to me by Nobunaga himself, Hideyoshi said it was how everyone would see me.
However Keiji and I just wanted something a little smaller and more intimate. Just a simple wedding with the people who mattered most to us in attendance…well at least most of the people who mattered most to us anyway. There were two exceptions, but Keiji and I knew that some things would just take time for everyone to accept.
With help from Nobunaga telling Hideyoshi to calm down, we had finally gotten our way and the wedding was to be held in a small shrine in not far from Azuchi castle. Of course, there was also a copious amount of teasing from Masamune and Mitsuhide during our planning sessions.
“Ava, how is the dress coming along?” Masamune asked me, during one session.
“Fine.” I answered, raising a brow.
Masamune nodded. “Can’t wait to see how Mitsunari looks in it. I hope you got his measurements right.”
Keiji sighed. “I let Mitsuhide talk me into practicing my proposal and now you guys aren’t about to let me live it down.”
“Why else do you think I came up with the idea?” Mitsuhide replied.
I couldn’t help but to giggle. “I do think Mitsunari will make a lovely bride.”
Keiji looked at me and lifted a hand to muss my hair. “You, too Princess?”
I laughed. “Hey, I will never forget the sight of seeing you on one knee in front of Mitsunari…or how poor Mitsunari was dressed.”
Keiji sighed again. “I guess I can’t blame you.” He then glared at Mitsuhide. “But I can blame you.”
Mitsuhide just grinned. “My pleasure as always.”
Hideyoshi cleared his throat. “Come on, we have to talk about the prosession. We should really make it very large and it really should be a grand affair. We can go through the town. The people would love to see a wedding prosessional.”
“A party does always cheer people up.” Keiji said.
I sighed. “Can we not, though?” I asked. “I thought we were just going to have everything be you know small and about us and all of that.”
“Come on, lass. I think Hodeyoshi just wants to his his little sister be shown off just a bit on her wedding day.” Masamune said.
“Yes, mothers do love to gush over their little girls on their special day.” Mitsuhide agreed.
Hideyoshi glared at the pair and then looked at me and Keiji. “You’ve already decided you don’t want the ceremony to be huge. At least let the prosessional be somewhat grand and go through the castle town.”
I sighed and looked at Keiji.
Keiji grinned and leaned in. “Ah, come on, it won’t be that bad. Besides, what would a wedding to Keiji Maeda be without a little show?” He replied. “Besides, how can I resist the idea of showing off my bride?”
“Oh, alright.” I agreed, my cheeks reddening ever so slightly. Keiji really could be a jerk sometimes, but he was also really sweet, too.
This was pretty much how all of our planning sessions went. Lots of teasing and arguing with Hideyoshi on the details. We were still hammering out some details three days before the wedding when Keiji and I were summoned to an unexoected meeting with Nobunaga.
When we walked into the council chamber, I was surprised to see Keiji’s Uncle Toshiie sat kneeling before Nobunaga, along with a younger man beside him. The other man appeared to be around the same age as Keiji.
“Keiji, Ava I am glad you two could make it.” Nobunaga said and gestured for us to take our usual seats.
“What exactly is going on?” I asked.
Nobunaga looked at us, an amused smile on his face. “I was just hearing a proposal from Toshiie.” Nobunaga answered. “And…well clearly you should make the decision Ava.”
I furrowed my brow. “Huh?”
Nobunaga gestured to Toshiie. “As you were saying?”
Toshiie nodded and bowed to Nobunaga and then bowed to me. “I am honored to hear of the news of the Maeda and Oda clans to be united in marriage.” He began. “I think it is truly a wonderful thing.”
“What is it you’ve come to ask?” Nobunaga asked, though he either already knew what was going on or he was aware of whatever Toshiie’s intentions were.
Toshiie nodded. “I apologize if I am over-stepping, but I think that there would be a better way.” He said. He then turned to me. “Lady Ava, I believe my nephew is not the appropraite match for you. I present my son, Toshinaga as a better suitor.”
“What?” Keiji and I asked in unison.
“That is a rather bold statement, given I have already given Keiji and Ava my blessing.” Nobunaga said, his voice deep and authoratative.
Toshiie bowed to Nobunaga. “I apologize my lord. I just know how Keiji is and I don’t think he is a fitting match for the Oda Princess.”
Keiji was glaring at Toshiie. “Why you…”
“Enough.” Nobunaga commanded. He then looked at me. “Ava, this is your choice to make.”
I nodded to Nobunaga and then placed my hand over Keiji’s. “I’ve already made it. I won’t marry anyone other than Keiji.”
“As I expected.” Nobunaga said with an amused smile. He turned to Toshiie. “There you have it.”
Toshiie nodded, but then turned to me. “Please, Princess. I am sure you think you’re in love with Keiji and his boisterous persona, but that’s not how he really is. That’s not the kind of man he really is. Nor is he the kind of man who should be marrying a woman of your station.”
“I know exactly the kind of man Keiji is.” I replied. “And clearly I know him better than you do. I love every side of Keiji. He’s a good man and the only man for me.”
“I think it is time you take your leave, Toshiie.” Nobunaga said. “You have tested my patience enough for today.”
Toshiie looked like he wanted to protest, but knew better than to defy his lord. “Yes, my lord.” He replied, bowing and then exiting the room, his son following him out.
Keiji and I were soon leaving as well. Once we were outside in the hall, Keiji was pulling me into a secluded hallway and pushing me up against the wall. I looked up at him, into those golden eyes. “Keiji…” I breathed out just before his lips were crushing mine.
I gasped but quicky responded, my arms wrapping around him, my body pressing close to his. His arms were around me, his hands moving up and down my body. I was starting to tremble, feeling that needy little ache building up inside of me. Keiji broke the kiss, but still held me close, those golden eyes molten with passion, love and desire.
“N-not that I'm…complaining or…anything, but…what brought…this on?” I asked, breathless.
Keiji smirked at me. “How is a guy supposed to control himself when his bride talks about him like you just did in there, huh?” He asked me. “Calling me a good man and the only man for you, when presented with a better option.”
“I didn’t see any better option.” I countered.
“Come on, we’re going home.” He said. “And don’t blame me when you’re walking bow-legged tomorrow…and at our wedding.”
I felt my cheeks flush. “Keiji…”
“Come on, I wanna hear you make those dying duck noises.” He replied, his arm wrapping around my waist and pulling me towards the exit so we could go back home, where we spent a very passionate evening.
Three days later…
Finally the day of our wedding arrived. At Hideyoshi’s insistence, I had spent the night in Azuchi castle in my old room. In the morning, I was woken up by Masamune with a large breakfast and then the maids were coming to help get me ready. I was basically being given a spa day. I’ll admit, it was kind of nice…somewhat embarrassing but still nice. I guess if I was going to be getting the princess treatment, my wedding day was the day for it.
At least that was what I told myself. It really didn’t feel right to have people waiting on me hand and foot. They washed my hair and everything, putting scented oils in it and massaging some into my skin as well. “You’ll definitely want to wear this scent.” One of the maids told me as she rubbed some of the scented oil onto my shoulders. “My mother swears up and down that I came into existance because she wore this scent on her wedding night. Drove my father absolutely nuts apparently.”
I blushed and giggled. If anything these last few nights taught me, it was that I didn’t need any kind of special perfumes or clothes to get Keiji going.
Once my bath was over, the maids were helping me finish getting ready. They fixed up my hair and makeup before helping me into my dress. I had made a simple strapless A-line dress with an empire waist that I accentuated by putting an obi-sash and chord. Now, knowing I was in the Sengoku and couldn’t quite go out with my arms on full display -gasp how scandelous that would be- I had also made a long-sleeved bolero jacket to go over it.
My dress was plain white silk. My obi was gold and trimmed in red and I wore a red obi chord. My jacket was red with gold and orange flowers embroidered on it. I looked at my reflection for a moment and smiled, happy at the results I’d had. I really hoped that Keiji liked my dress. It was far different from anything anyone else would wear in this time.
There was a knock on my door then, Nobunaga and Hideyoshi coming in soon after. Nobunaga only smiled. Hideyoshi looked like he was ready to burst into tears and Nobunaga wore his usual haughty smile. “I should have known you would come up with sich a creation, Fireball. It is fitting for one such as yourself.”
“Thank you.” I said, smiling.
“I’ve never seen anything like it…you definitely look beautiful.” Hideyoshi said. “And that red is oddly fitting considering who you’re marrying.”
I laughed. “That kind of what I thought when I was coming up with the design.”
“It is almost time. Come.” Nobunaga said. “We will escort you to Keiji.”
Keiji…
Keiji stood in the hall, dressed in the traditional black adn white groom’s hakama. In just a few more moments, Ava was to be coming out and joining him and they would begin the processional to the shrine where their wedding would take place.
“There he is!”
Keiji turned at the sound of a voice he hadn’t been expecting. He put on his bright smile, though it wasn’t quite as forced as he had thought it would be. “Dad.” He said, turning to see his father coming up to him. His mother was not far behind and was soon rushing from behind her husband and throwing her arms arounf Keiji. He let out a laugh. “Heya, Mom.”
“Oh, don’t you heya Mom me.” She said pulling back to look at him.
“I’m really glad you guys coud make it.” Keiji said, his smile warming.
“Well of course, when our son is getting married.” His mother said.
“And to the Oda Princess.” His father said. “You must be doing something really amazing to have Lord Nobunaga approve of the match.”
“Just doing my best.” Keiji replied. “I can’t wait for you guys to meet Ava.”
“I bet she’s just beautiful.” His mother said.
“Beautiful kind, smart, and a fighter.” Keiji answered.
“Sounds like an amazing woman.” Keiji’s father said. “Of course, she’d have to be something special to catch your attention.”
“She’s definitely special.” Keiji agreed.
It was then that they could hear approaching footsteps. They all turned to see Ava being escorted by Nobunaga and Hideyoshi. Keiji couldn’t hardly pay any attention to the other two men as soon as he caught sight of Ava. He knew she was planning to combine elements of clothing from her time with the traditional kimono, but he hadn’t known exactly what she was going to come up with. She had been keeping it a secret from him, saying it was a tradition from her time for the groom to not see the dress beforehand.
She looks damn beautiful. Keiji thought as Ava approached him. The dress she’d made was perfect for her. The white silk along with some bold reds and he noticed organges in there, too. She was wearing all of the usual colors he wore and he couldn’t help but to smile a little smugly at that.
Ava was looking right back at him, her smile seeming even brighter than usual. He could see the love in her eyes and damn if that didn’t get his heart racing and bring a genuine smile to his face. He thought if sunshine and happiness could be embodied in a single person so well…it was in her.
“Lord Nobunaga, Lord Hideyoshi.” His parents said, bowing respectfully and pulling Keiji from his thoughts.
Nobunaga and Hideyoshi acknowledged them with a tilt of their head.
“Thank you for allowing us to come, today, Lord Nobunaga.” Keiji’s father said.
“Yes, it truly means the world to us, my lord.” His mother added.
“It is only right.” Nobunaga replied. He then turned to Hideyoshi. “Come, we shall wait at the shrine.”
“Yes, my lord.” Hideyoshi replied. Then the pair were off.
“My goodness, you must be Princess Ava.” His mother gushed, looking at her. “You’re even more beautiful than I imagined!”
Ava smiled and her cheek reddened. “Thank you…and just Ava is fine.” She was then looking at Keiji, questioningly.
Keiji grinned. “Right, Ava this is my mom and my dad.” He said, introducing them. “Guys, this is Ava.”
Ava gave them a polite bow. “I’m so happy to get to meet you guys.”
“Oh, we are just so happy to meet you, Princess.” His mother replied.
“Please, just Ava is fine.” Ava said. “We are about to become family afterall.”
“You are very kind.” His father said, a warm smile on his face. “And you are right.”
“Well, in that case.” Keiji’s mother said just before enveloping Ava into a tight hug. “Welcome to the family.”
Ava smiled as she hugged the woman back. “Thank you.”
Keiji’s father was reaching for his wife. “Come on, we shoudl go wait at the shrine with the other guests.” He said. “Let these two have a moment before they’re surrounded by everyone.”
Keiji’s mother gave them both one last hug before she and his father left. Keiji turned to Ava, taking both of her hands in his. She was smiling at him. “So, what do you think?” She asked.
Keiji wanted to tease her. He wanted to come up with some smartass thing to say…but he just couldn’t. For once the smarmy, cynical Keiji…Nega Keiji as Ava had called him, couldn’t be found. “You look beautiful.”
He could tell that caught her offguard. She blushed and looked away. She pulled herself together quickly though and was looking back at him. “No smarmy remarks today huh?” She asked, her tone playful and teasing.
“Nah.” Keiji answered. “Besides, I don’t want to be an ass to you on our wedding day.”
Ava smiled up at him. “Is that your wedding present then?”
Keiji let out a chuckle as he wrapped his arms around Ava and pulled her close. “Nah…just doesn’t seem right…besides when I look at you dressed in my usual colors and looking so beautiful…nothing but how much I love you and how happy I am that you’re really marrying me comes to my mind.”
Ava’s smile brightened. “I love you so much, Keiji.” She replied. “And I can’t wait to marry you.”
The pair shared a kiss before breaking apart. Keiji was taking Ava’s hand in his. “You ready to marry this mean cynical asshole then?”
“As long as you’re ready to marry this fake princess.” She replied, squeezing his hand.
They were exiting the castle hand-in-hand. They were joining the processional and making their way through the castle town, heading towards the sign. The entire castle town seemed to be gathered on the sides of the streets to witness the wedding procession.
Keiji put on his wild child act and was showboating a but as they made their way through the castle town. The townspeople were shoting well wishes to them the entire time. As they walked through the streets, Keiji couldn’t help but to catch sight of a familiar head of silvery grey hair.
Golden eyes quickly met with a wisteria gaze and both gave a breif smile before moving on. Keiji saw that Ava had been looking in another direction, her eyes having caught sight of something or someone else. He made note to ask about it later. He wouldn’t say what it meant to have caught sight of his friend and it was then that he remembered Ava had a friend on the enemy side as well. Perhaps he had snuck into the crowd as well.
After what felt like a small eternity, they were finally reaching the shrine and approaching the alter together. The ceremony began as they knelt down. Prayers were offered over the couple as their friends and family watched. The first of the three cups of sake was poured and handed to Keiji. He took his three sips before passing the cup to Ava.
She casually brushed her fingers over his as she took the cup and the couple shared a smile. Keiji couldn’t believe his luck or how much having Ava at his side like this made him so happy. Damn if this wasn’t the best day of his life.
Once they had finished with the three cups of sake, he was then reading the vows of commitment and together they placed the offering together. The ceremony came to a close and Keiji couldn’t help but to think of the conversation he and Ava had had about wedding traditions from her time.
He looked at her a big grin on his face. “Keiji…” She said his name so quietly.
“I get to kiss my bride now, right?” He asked before taking her in his arms and planting a big kiss on her lips, sealing their vows.
When they broke apart, Ava’s cheeks were as red as her dress. He loved every reaction he got out of her. Damn if he didn’t love her. And for some reason, this beautiful ray of sunshine of a woman loved him back. And she was now his wife. “I love you, Ava.” He told her.
“I love you, Keiji.” She replied, smiling despite her blushing cheeks.
Yeah, this is the happiest day of my life. Keiji thought as he looked at the woman he loved. For once, things were finally truly looking up and Keiji was truly happy.
Whimsey’s Story Event “I Do, My Love!”- Keiji Pt 1- The Proposal
Time for the opening act of Keiji’s wedding story event! I was having a harder time with this one than I thought, but thanks to some help from my dear friend @creativem1 for helping me through and bounce ideas, the following became possible! I hope you all enjoy!
I was walking through Azuchi’s market with one of my fellow seamstresses. We were purchasing some new sewing notions as well as on the hunt for some new fabric. We needed something for our latest order. It had to be something for some travelling performers.
“What kinds of fabrics do you think we should look for?” Mitsuki, my fellow seamstress asked me.
“Since it’s for a troupe of performers, I would think something bright and flashy.” I answered. “It really has to catch the audenience’s eye, even those who are way in the back of the crowd.”
Mitsuki nodded and then giggled. “I bet you can think of inspiration for that quite easily, Lady Ava.” She told me with a teasing tone.
My cheeks reddened as I knew what she meant. “Well…I mean…yeah, I was kind of thinking of Keiji’s clothes.” I admitted.
Mitsuki laughed once again. “There’s no shame in admitting you’re always thinking of your man.” She replied. “Of course, I take it this means you two are as hot and heavy as ever?”
My cheeks reddened further. “Yes, things are going great.” I admitted. My smile then took on a gentler touch as I thought about my love. Our love hadn’t started off eaasy and of course there was getting to know the REAL Keiji. The one no one else knew. The snarky, cynical, asshole…the man I loved.
Mitsuki’s smile seemed to gentle as well. “I can tell by that look on your face you’re really happy with him.”
I nodded. “Yes, I couldn’t imagine spending my life with anyone else.”
We continued on with our shopping, chatting all the while. We came to our favorite fabric merchant and were sorting through the bolts when the owner of the shop, a man named Tamashini, approached us. “Ah, Lady Ava I am pleased to see you here today.”
I smiled at him. “It’s always good to see you, Tamashini.”
“I was wondering if I could talk to you a moment. I have a proposal I think you’d be interested in.” He said.
“A what?” I asked.
“Please, just hear me out, my lady.” Tamashini said and then gave me his proposal. He then asked me to think it over for a few days before I gave him my answer.
“What do you think of Tamashini’s proposal, Lady Ava?” Mitsuki asked me, as we were walking through the castle gates.
“I…I honestly don’t know. I’m flattered to say the least.” I replied. “He did give me a lot to think about.”
“It was definitely a lot.” Mitsuki agreed.
We were soon making our way back to the room we worked in with the other seamstresses. We all got to work and yet of course, Mitsuki had to tell the other girls all about my proposal from Tamashini. What I was truly unaware of, was that the walls of Azuchi castle seemed to have ears and word or my proposal would be getting around very quickly.
Keiji…
Keiji was returning to training the new recruits after they’d all taken a short break. While they had resumed their training though, Keiji couldn’t help but to notice the looks the new recruits were giving him. Nor could he miss the sounds of their whispers amongst themselves, though exactly what they were saying, he couldn’t quite tell.
It was frankly starting to get on his last damn nerve. Though he knee he had to get what was going on out of them the wild child way. Only Ava knew who he really was…well and he’d started letting his real personality slip in once in a while with the other Oda warlords…he wasn’t about to in front of these guys though.
He turned to one of the new recruits, aiming his practice staff at him. “Alright, come on.” He said. “You guys wanna fill me in on this secret y'all are whispering about? Got some hot new gossip going around the castle?”
The guys looked at him, their eyes wide. They were all silent.
Keiji gave them a signature wild child smile. “Come on, I’m a fun guy. I love to hear what’s new as much as the next guy. Or do I need to kick your butt for it?”
The recuits shook their heads. Then the one he was pointing his staff at spoke up. “It’s just…we heard something…something about Lady Ava…and well…we know she’s your girl and all…”
“What are you talking about?” Keiji asked.
“Well…uh we heard…that while she was in town today she received a marriage proposal from one of the fabric merchants in town!”
“Yeah, and we heard that before she could tell him anything, he was making her offers of her always being free to work with whatever fabrics she wanted…and that he wanted her to take a few days to think about it before she gave him an answer.” Another one confessed.
“And…she agreed to think about it.” Another recruit explained.
A swirl of emotions went through Keiji at that moment. He wasn’t really the jealous type. Hell he knew Ieyasu was clearly in love with Ava, but he never got into a snit when they spent time together. He had to admit though, the idea of another man actually prposing marriage to Ava…he didn’t like. Of course her agreeing to think about it…THAT was the part that got to him. She probably agreed so she could think of a way to turn him down. He thought to himself, working to calm the storm of emotions.
It was at this moment, Keiji remembered that the trainees were still around. He heaved an internal sigh and then let out a long and loud laugh. “HAHA! You guys. Rumors are just that ya know. Besides, even if she did agree to think about it, it was probably just trying to think of a nice way to turn him down.” Keiji said. “Now come on and let’s get back to training.”
While Kaiji trained the recruits, he couldn’t help but to keep thinking of Ava. He knew how she felt about him. He knew how he felt about her. She was his opposite in so many ways and yet she complimented him so well. She was the true ray of sunshine in his life. But then that made him wonder…could even someone as wonderful as her ever get tired of him and his cynical ways?
Before long, Keiji was calling an end to the training. He knew Ava would still be working with the seamstresses for a while longer. They had just gotten in a rather large order and they would be working hard to finish it. He made his way out to the garden to sit and think for a moment.
“I know she’s going to turn this guy down, but…would she think I’m a real jerk for not proposing yet?” He pondered aloud. “I mean…it’s not like I haven’t been thinking about it…and clearly she’s a beautiful woman with options…and still she’s picked me…at least so far.”
Keiji sat, thinking for a long time. Ever since he’d fallen in love with Ava, he’d been the happiest he’d ever been. Yeah, he was still a bitter cynic, but damn if he didn’t love her sunshine. Damn if she didn’t bring a real smile to his face and make his heart race. And damn if he didn’t want that to last forever.
“That’s it.” He said with a determined look on his face. “I’ve got to make her mine…officially…but I have to do it right…and I really have to make it sweet. She deserves that.” He thought for a moment more and decided he would seek out help.
Of course, he came to regret asking for help as soon as he did. He’d meant to just seek out Hideyoshi, being that the man was known for his popularity with the ladies and was really good at planning romantic surprises. Though it wasn’t Hideyoshi who had made him regret asking for help. It was that silver kitsune, Mitshide. He’d been lying in wait and practically pounced.
Masamune and even Nobunaga had found their way into the conversation as well. Though it was because EVERYONE had heard the rumor of Ava’s proposal from the fabric merchant. They all wanted to know what Keiji’s plan of action was. How he planned to fix this and keep Ava from leaving him for a potential better match. When he’d told them he wanted to plan a romantic proposal for Ava, they all agreed to help him set it up…of course Mitsuhide had given him the idea that he needed to practice the proposal.
Hideyoshi had reluctantly agreed with Mitshide. “I hate to say it, but I think Mitsuhde is right in this case…especially knowing how your REALLY are. You really don’t want to mess this up.”
“I guess I don't…but how can I practice?” Keiji asked.
That was when Mitsuhide’s signature silver grin appeared across his face. “Why with some help of course.”
Keiji had a very uneasy feeling about this, but nodded. “Alright…I guess.”
Ava…
I was walking through the halls, looking for Keiji. He wasn’t in the training hall as I had expected. Though one of the maids did tell me she thought he had gone to the council room with the other warlords. I figured if they were in the middle of council, I would show up with some tea and snakc to try and relieve any stress.
Once I had gotten the snack, I made my way to the council room. Of course, what I found when I got there…well I wasn’t prepared for it at all. I gasped as soon as I walked in. All eyes turned to me. Keiji looked instantly chagrined. Of course, I could understand why.
Keiji was down on one knee in front of Mitsunari, who was sitting with a book in hand and had a mop head on top of his head as if it were a wig and a couple of small mellons strapped to his chest. “W-what in the world is going on here?” I asked.
“Uh…” Keiji was looking for a way to explain.
“Really, we could all be asking you the same thing, Fireball.” Nobunaga replied.
“This truly did come about from you, little mouse.” Mitsuhide agreed.
I looked at them all. “What do you mean?” I asked.
“Entertaining a marriage proposal from another man.” Masamune answered with a chuckle. “Of course, you are cute enough I’m surprised someone else hasn’t tried to snatch you up before.”
My eyes widened for a moment. “A marriage proposal? I don’t remember getting one of those today.”
Keiji seemed to have recovered from his embarrassment and was coming over to me. “What are you talking about? It’s all anyone in the castle is talking about. Said a fabric merchant proposed to you. Said he asked you to think about it and you told him you would think on it.”
It all clicked into place then and I instantly started laughing. I couldn’t contain the laughter and was almost crying I was laughing so hard.
“Hey, what’s so funny?” Keiji asked.
I composed myself as best as I could and then took a breath. “Just that I can’t believe your cynical ass even believe that I would entertain a marriage proposal from another man.” I answered. “I did receive a proposal from Tamashini…a business proposal.”
Keiji blinked. “Business?”
“Yes, he asked me if I would start coming to his shop to do commissions from there.” I answered.
Keiji blinked and then was slapping his hand to his forehead. “I should have known better.”
I smiled at him. “Yes, you should have. Even your cybical ass can’t doubt me.” I told him.
Nobunaga was chuckling in amusement, while Masamune and Mitshide were doubled over laughing. Hideyoshi was letting out a sigh. Poor Mitsunari was still oblivious to it all…and still looking utterly ridiculous.
“You know, that misundrstanding still doesn’t explain why you were kneeling in front of Mitsunari or why he’s dressed like that.” I pointed out.
Keiji was taking my hand then. “Come on..I’ll tell you when we get home.” We were then exiting the castle and making our way back to his manor.
I had an amused smile on my face as I looked at my lover. “Well, come on. What was going on?”
Keiji sighed. “It was Mitsuhide’s idea.” He explained. “I was…practicing…rehearsing.”
“Rehearsing what? And why?” I asked.
“I didn’t want to sound like a dick when I asked you to marry me.” Keiji answered.
My breath caught in my throat for a moment and my eyes widened. “You…were going to ask me to marry you?”
“Yeah.” Keiji answered. He was then looking at me his cheeks slightly pink in embarrassment. “I know…I know that we cleared up that misunderstanding with that rumor about the proposal from the merchant and all…but it just got me thinking…about how much you mean to me and how I don’t ever want to lose you. And I do want you by my side…for the rest of my life.”
“Keiji…”
Keiji was then taking both of my hands in his. “Ava, I love you and you’re the best thing to happen to this cynical asshole in a long time. You’ve seen through the mask and still loved me anyways…will you marry me?”
“Yes!” I sqealed, throwing my arms around him and stretching up to press my lips to his.
Those strong arms tightened around me and pulled me close, as Keiji returned my kiss. I couldn’t wait to spend the rest of my life with him.
Description: There’s more than one way to get hot and sticky in the dojo.
Warnings:NSFW/18+: Explicit/graphic language & mature themes — reader discretion is advised. SPOILERS for Maeda Keiji’s Main Story in Ikemen Sengoku. Potential trigger warnings: oral sex on route 69, edging, fingering, sexual intercourse.
Word Count: ~3700 words (~18 mins of shameless smut with a big, brawny Sengoku spear-wielding warrior)
Tall.
Broad.
Virile.
The muscular lines of his back sharply defined, honed by years of hard training and battle. They rippled beneath flesh, moving in subtle harmony with the motions of his capable hands, set to polishing your spear with a practiced diligence.
A bead of sweat on his skin catches the light of the waning sun, already halfway through its descent in the sky to herald the approach of dusk, the world dyed in a heady kaleidoscope of red, gold and persimmon — the colours of Keiji’s kimono, still draped about the trim taper of his waist.
And you wondered what it would feel like to stand close to him, how he would react to your arms wrapping suddenly around his body. Wondered what would happen if you gave fingers and hands the freedom to roam, to trace the path of the sweat rolling from collarbone and chest all the way down to the midline of that sculpted abdomen; if goosebumps would trail in the wake of your touch, Keiji’s nipples pulling taut to give him away like the blush he tried to hide anytime you caught him off guard.
You wondered if he ever burned for you like you did for him.
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