A/N Hello! This is my first 'Rosario + Vampire' fanfic. I recently became a fan and read the entire manga in one night (Something I regretted very much the next day). I hope you like. If you do tell me what it is that you liked. If you don't tell me what I need to work on. Oh, and if you have any ideas for pairings or scene's tell me. I always like having spares in case I can't think of something (which happens alot unfortunatley). Okay so I think that's about it so onto the disclaimer.

Edit: Hello, me again. I felt as though the first version of this story was crap, so I rewrote it and updated it. I apologize for starting this and leaving it half assed, my schedule has been full, but even so that's no excuse. I hope to rewrite the following part when I get the time and updating more continuously but please forgive me if I take a while. Thank you and review please. Ciao for now.

Kurumu felt Tsukune's lips pressed against the nape of her neck, lightly nipping her porcelain skin.

"Tsukune," his name tasted like candy on her lips, so sweet, so delicious, and she couldn't have enough of it.

Tsukune sat upright on Kurumu's bed holding her in his arms, still wearing his school uniform, well most of it. His blue-green blazer rested on the floor alongside both pairs of their shoes and kurumu's yellow sweater vest.

Kurumu sat atop him, either knee placed to his sides. She looked into his eyes, a mixture of disbelief and joy danced in her gaze, as her hands tentatively caressed his chest through the thin fabric of his white dress shirt. Her fingers brushed against the red tie that hugged his neck. With a slight falter in her touch, she tugged at it and it fell away with little protest, soon joining the growing pile of clothing besides them.

Kurumu felt Tsukune's fingers against her face; she felt the uncertainty in them.

'Is he as nervous as me?' She wondered. She wished to ask, maybe even comfort him by telling him he was not alone in his fears. Instead her lips parted and a single word escaped, "Tsukune," almost like a prayer.

Tsukune's hand cupped around her countenance.

"Kurumu, how could I have been so blind." he whispered, cradling her cheek with his hand. "You are always there for me, always caring for me, always comforting me," He paused. He closed his eyes for a moment, readying himself. She felt his hands clutch at her blouse. "Kurumu," his eyes opened meeting her gaze once more, "I lo-..."

Before he could finish, Kurumu placed a finger against his lips. "Shhh Tsukune," a warm smile on her countenance, "We'll have plenty of time for words later, but first Tsukune," She leant close to his ear and whispered, "I want to be one with my destined one."

Tsukune's hold on Kurumu tightened.

"...Yes."

Kurumu heart skipped a beat. Had she heard right? Yes? The yes she had wanted to hear since that first day she met her beloved Tsukune. She finally had won. She finally had her mate, her one and only lover.

She wanted to remember every moment of this day forever.

"Kurumu..." Tsukune said with a loving voice Kurumu had heard only when the name Moka was on his lips. Her heart raced. She felt like it was about to burst out of her. Her chest grew heavy. "Kurumu," Tsukune whispered so quietly she could scarcely hear him.

Kurumu felt a warmth within her begin to grow every time his lips uttered her name. She leant closer to him, stopping only millimeters away from his lips. Her body trembled, her heart raced, and she could hear the blood rushing through her. Her mind screamed to kiss him, yet she never felt the warmth of his lips against hers.

Kurumu's breath caught in her throat. She felt paralyzed. She couldn't move a muscle. 'NO!' she yelled in her mind. She had come so close to finally having her destined one only to choke. 'NO!' She mentally screamed again. She shut her eyes to hold back the searing tears welling up within her. She chastised her body for not listening to her wants, for betraying her in the moment she had only dreamt of.

Suddenly, she felt a pair of lips brush against her own. Her eyes flew open. Tsukune had closed the gap between them. He pulled back and gave her a loving look. "Kurumu." A faint smile rested on his face.

"Tsukune?" Kurumu couldn't believe it. It was always her chasing after him, always her making the first move, always her being ignored. A tear fell from her eye.

"Kurumu's lips are so sweet, so perfect, so..." Tsukune leaned in and stole another kiss. "So mine," he whispered against her lips.

Kurumu wrapped her arms around Tsukune. Tears flowed freely from her eyes and soaked into Tsukune's shirt.

She felt Tsukune's comforting hand on her back. "Don't cry, Kurumu. Don't be sad."

Kurumu wiped away her tears. "I'm not crying because I'm sad, silly. I'm crying because I'm happy." She wrapped her arms around him, "You make me so happy." Kurumu pressed her lips against his, her arms tightening around him, and as their embrace tightened as did their kiss.

Their lips moved together in perfectly as if a sculptor of old had crafted them just for one another. Kurumu's tongue brushed across Tsukune's lips asking for entrance. Tsukune slightly parted them, letting Kurumu's tongue explore his mouth.

Kurumu's succubus tongue was much longer and much more flexible than a humans. It wrapped around Tsukune's own tongue. Tsukune had never felt anything like this before. Kurumu could cause feelings in him that no one else could, but what could one expect? She was a succubus.

Her hands fell on his muscular chest. Without breaking their deep kiss, her fingers fumbled at the buttons of his button up T-shirt and soon his bare skin was exposed to her. Kurumu broke their kiss to examine his body. She hadn't noticed before how much more tone he'd become since joining the school. Surely a result of all the monster attacks he had to endure. Her heart raced even quicker as she mentally absorbed every bit of her beloved Tsukune.

She was awakened from her thoughts by her lover's lips peppering her neck with feather-like kisses. She couldn't help but giggle at the touch.

"Tsukune!" She exclaimed in between laughs, "Stop!" She playfully slapped at his newly exposed chest.

"I don't want to though, I love your laugh." He gave her neck another half a dozen kisses before pulling away. "Your turn." Tsukune said as he reached for her white blouse. He hooked his fingers into both her shirt and pulled them over Kurumu, leaving her with only her skirt and pink lace bra. He tossed the clothes onto the floor along with the rest of their undesired pieces of clothing.

Kurumu couldn't help but blush as more and more of her skin was revealed to his gaze, his touch, his lips. Tsukune had seen her exposed before, but it wasn't anything like this. Before he didn't have a look of love and want in his eyes, tainted by an obscene touch of lust. She wanted to cover herself. Her hands danced across her skin, trying to hide herself behind them, but they were stopped by Tsukune. He took a gentle hold of her wrists and slowly moved her hands to her sides.

"How is it I could never see how beautiful you were before." Tsukune's hands let go of hers and found a resting place on her sides, right above the fabric of her skirt. His hands felt warm and sure against her flesh. His lips inched closer towards Kurumu's until they hovered a breaths length away from them. "Would you allow me to see more of you?" Tsukune's lips met again with Kurumu's.

When they broke apart Kurumu bit her lip, a look of uncertainty in her eyes.

Tsukune's right hand took hold of hers and pulled it to his lips. He kissed and looked up at her with a reassuring smile.

Kurumu pulled back her hand, reached behind herself, and undid the clasp to her bra, her fingers fumbling for a moment. She took a nervous breath. She closed her eyes as the piece of fabric slowly but surely slid off her body. She felt the air blow against her large, exposed breasts as the bra fell away completely. She became a deeper shade of red.

The seconds passed like eons. Every moment felt like a stab to her. She began to shake slightly, unsure of Tsukune thought and she certainly was not about to open her eyes to find out. Her body froze the second she felt a warm touch against her breast. Kurumu opened her eyes and saw Tsukune kissing her porcelain flesh.

"So beautiful," He whispered so quietly the words didn't even reach Kurumu's skin.

He pulled away to observe the living art before him. Tsukune's eyes took in every bit of her beauty. Her ivory skin, her sapphire hair, her soft breasts. He'd seen her like this before but he'd never had the time to admire her properly. In her form there was more philosophy than in all the books and all the wine in the world.

Kurumu was still frozen. She feared the worst. She feared he wouldn't like her. She feared she was less than what he dreamed of. She closed her eyes once more, gritting her teeth as she did so. Suddenly she felt a pair of growingly familiar lips pass over hers. She felt a muscular chest press against her breasts. She felt her Tsukune's arms wrap around her and gently guide her so that she was now laying on the bed.

She opened her eyes finally to see her lover's countenance smiling down on her.

"Am I pretty enough for you Tsukune?" Kurumu asked, her hand covered her mouth as she looked away from him shyly. Her heart raced at the thought of rejection.

Tsukune's lips again pressed Kurumu's and with that kiss all her insecurities, all her worries, and all the rest of the world melted away.

"Kurumu," Tsukune whispered, "you're the most beautiful girl in the world to me."

Kurumu's heart soared. She kissed him with a passion like no other. She kissed him so deeply that she felt as if they had become one.

Kurumu looked up at him. "Tsukune?"

"Yes?"

Kurumu bit her lip. She placed her hands on Tsukune's shoulders. The words shook on her tongue. "I-I...give myself to you."

Tsukune looked down lovingly at Kurumu. He said nothing, but instead kissed her and said all he had needed to with just that. He began a trail with his lips, kissing down her neck, to her breasts, to her belly to the fringe of her skirt.

"Tsukune," Kurumu moaned as his lips passed over his skin.

Tsukune's fingers hooked onto her skirt and slid it off revealing her pink panties. Tsukune couldn't help but to take a moment to admire Kurumu, causing her to blush in turn. Tsukune couldn't help himself; she looked so beautiful and so very tempting. He leaned in close and placed a firm kiss on Kurumu's already moist panties.

"Tsukune!" Kurumu yelled out, due to both the sudden electrifying pleasure that shot through her and the surprise of his lips brushing against her most intimate places, even if it was through the thin fabric of her panties. Her already cloudy mind became even more unclear. One brush of his lips caused her so much pleasure.

'He has to be my destined one,' Kurumu thought, 'Who else could pleasure me so good with just a kiss.'

Kurumu felt Tsukune kiss her again, this time on her lips.

"Sorry, did I hurt you?" Tsukune asked, a look of genuine concern on his face.

Kurumu shook her head, then returned his kiss.

Tsukune smiled. "Good."

He returned to his previous position, placing a kiss on her thigh as he did so. Each one of his hands found a comfortable resting place on Kurumu's thighs. Her skin felt like silk on his hands. His fingers massaged her legs, digging slowly and purposefully into her flesh, kneading the skin as they traveled up and down her thighs.

"Mnn..." a strained sound escaped Kurumu's lips as her legs writhed beneath Tsukune's touch. Her continuous blush deepened into a darker shade. She tried closing her legs ever so slightly, but Tsukune's hands pushed back her will, spreading her legs further apart than before.

He looked up at her out of the corner of his eye, a reassuring smile on his face. He leant his face near her left leg, where his hand had massaged, and placed his lips on her skin. He lightly sucked on it, grazing his teeth against her flesh. When he pulled away a small pink mark stained her skin like a drop of red wine on white carpet.

Kurumu's clutched at the bed sheets, turning away from him.

Tsukune placed another kiss on her thigh, this one chaste and closer to her core than before, his hands still resting on her smooth legs. At a painfully slow pace he made trail towards the fringe of her panties, the last remaining piece of clothing which Kurumu wore. He paused when his lips met with the fringe of the thin lace cloth. He glanced upwards towards the face of the blue-haired, blushing succubus whom he'd grown to care so much for.

Kurumu looked back at him, a painful mixture of anticipation and desperation in her eyes. His lips brushed against the edge of her panties again. Her breath hitched, he was so very close.

"Tsukune..." Kurumu murmured.

"Yes, Kurumu?" Tsukune responded, locking eyes with hers.

"Could you," Her fingers managed to interlace themselves into his brown hair. Their touch, though gentle at first, soon became needy and desperate. She gripped his hair tightly before forcefully tugging him. "Could you stop teasing me!" She exclaimed, her voice raspy now.

Tsukune's mouth crashed into the very center of her moist panties. The taste of her arousal bathed his tongue.

After pausing for a moment to regain his composure, he smiled and, without leaving the warm caress of her core, murmured, "Kurumu, you taste so good."

He felt her fingers tug at his hair. The intent clearly being to cause him pain.

"Don't say such embarrassing things!" Kurumu exclaimed. She let her head loll back and rest on her pillow, enjoying the feeling of his hot breath against her.

Tsukune nodded, "okay."

He began to move his lips against her, the act of talking clearly not the purpose of their moving. He nuzzled his lips against her, savouring the feeling of the moist cloth pressed against his lips.

Kurumu gripped the bed sheets again. She pulled at them as her legs began to writhe, though they were soon held still by the grip of Tsukune's hands.

"...Ngh," Kurumu fought back her moans, her face turning a deeper shade of pink as she did so. "Gah..."

One of Tsukune's hands left her leg and soon found a new job, moving pesky fabrics out of the way.

'Oh, god! He can see...' Kurumu's mind went blank as she felt Tsukune's breath against her, unobstructed by her panties.

Tsukune's tongue didn't hesitate to dive within Kurumu's folds. His hands gripped tight on her thighs, his fingers digging into her flesh as he relished the taste of her.

Kurumu's fingers, still deeply tangled within Tsukune's now very unkempt hair, pulled him deeper within her. Her breath was growing shallow and quick and his tongue, though still a novice, brought her pleasure she'd never thought of before.

"Oh, Tsu-tsukune..." She stammered. A quiet restrained moan managed to make it's way past her lips. "Tsukune." His name was so sweet, so delicious.

Tsukune's eager tongue explored her, trying to find new areas to taste and pleasure. Each flick of the tongue seemed to illicit a different stifled sound from Kurumu.

Kurumu's lip was caught in between her teeth. She was biting down hard enjoying the hot touch of Tsukune's tongue. She could hardly take it anymore.

"Take me Tsukune!" She cried out. A sinful moan escaped her lips afterwards, unrestrained.

Tsukune parted from her apex and looked at her, uncertainty in his eyes.

Kurumu looked away from him shyly. "Take me," She said again, her voice laced with need and lust as well as the reserve of a highschool girl.

Tsukune could not turn her down, could he? He stood up, leaving the bed, and began to strip out of his pants. He tossed his slacks onto the ground along with his boxers.

He leaned over Kurumu. He admired every curve, every inch of her porcelain skin, every tress of her sapphire coloured hair, how beautiful she was, ever aspect of her form, so gentle to the eyes, beautiful.

Tsukune reached towards her waist and took hold of her panties, quickly pulling them off and casting them aside. Kurumu quickly closed her legs, both she and Tsukune were completely bare.

Kurumu's eyes fixed on Tsukune's lean yet muscular form, his kind eyes, and his hardness.

Kurumu's pushed herself towards him slightly. He stood there like a greek statue, still. Her shaky hand reached towards him by its own volition and wrapped loosely around Tsukune's hardness. As if by instinct Kurumu began to pump slowly causing a hiss to come from Tsukune. She stopped abruptly.

"Tsukune, am I hurting you?" Kurumu's already loose grip loosened even more.

"No." Tsukune shook his head, his breath was already beginning to become quick and hard. "You're just" He hesitated, "You just know how to touch me."

She smiled, this gave her an odd sense of pride.

Tsukune leaned in close and brushed his lips lightly across those of Kurumu's.

"May I take you now?" Tsukune asked.

She nodded, "Yes."

She leant back onto the bed, her legs hanging over the side, and with her hand Kurumu helped guide Tsukune towards her entrance. Tsukune rested his forehead against hers and began to slowly ease into her, a feeling of intense heat wrapped around him. He soon reached her barrier. Kurumu looked at him, fear in her eyes. As much as she cared for him she couldn't help but feel a little scared. Tsukune kissed her, shushing her as he did so.

"It's going to be okay," He said.

That was all the reassurance she needed. He pushed past into her slowly. Kurumu felt a sharp pain surge through her. Tsukune placed another kiss on her lips, his hands on either side of her. He continued pushing into her until he was fully inside of her, wrapped completely in her warmth. Kurumu's hands dug into the bed, her breath sharp.

Kurumu warmth enveloped around him, it felt as if he could never again escape. Not that he'd want to. He was in ecstasy as Kurumu's hot walls rippled around him constantly. Kurumu wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him in to kiss as they both made love for the first time.

He pulled back and slowly began to thrust into her. Her nails dug into his back as the pain that she felt turned into a feeling of sweet pleasure. Kurumu moaned into Tsukune's lips. It felt as if with each thrust her pleasure was doubled.

"Tsukune!" She moaned out.

"Kurumu." Tsukune whispered into her ear, his breath heavy.

Tsukune's hands roamed all over her. His hands carressed everywhere from her neck, to her back, to her arms. Tsukune's fingertips had fallen in love with her skin. Their embrace tightened with every push and pull, their fronts to meshing together.

She felt his force strengthen and his hips quicken their pace. His lips mashed against hers. Their tongues danced with one another. Kurumu writhed beneath Tsukune, a force welled up within her.

A moan escaped her lips as she dug her nails deeper into Tsukune's back. A string within her snapped and a wave of pleasure washed over her.

"Tsukune!" Kurumu cried out as her body tensed and relished in the feelings that bathed her. Her body writhed against the sheets. She felt Tsukune tighten his grip on the bed, next to her. She felt him thrust once more, harder than before.

Tsukune collapsed slightly to the right of her, both of them panting. They turned to one another and held each other. Kurumu kissed Tsukune. It felt different than the rest, this one wasn't physical at all. It was as if it transcended the realm of the material, as if it were made of pure emotions, to be more specific, of pure love.

Tsukune looked at Kurumu in the eye, his same kind smile on his face. "Kurumu I lo-"

"WAKE UP KURUMU!"

Kurumu bolted up right, her hair a complete and utter mess. She opened her eyes slightly and saw the bright light of her dorm had been turned on. She glanced to the side of her. Standing over her was the Rubi, dressed in her usual gothic witch attire.

"Hurry up! Your lazy ass is late for class. No more sleeping in."

"Fine," Kurumu mumbled. She rubbed her eyes with one hand as she tossed her sheets off of her and onto the floor with the other.

"Good, I'll be waiting outside." Rubi turned to leave.

Kurumu fell onto her back again.

'It was all a dream.' She thought. A crushing feeling feeling of disappointment fell onto her.

She couldn't believe it. It had all seemed so real. She remembered every touch, every kiss, and every thrust so vividly. She smiled slightly at the memory of it all.

"It doesn't matter," she said to herself fiercely., "Because even if it's just a dream for now, someday it'll be reality!"

With that in her mind she began to get ready for her day. She was going to win Tsukune's heart, no matter what.