Very lemony stuff alert! I'm sorry for not updating So Very Happy and A Reluctant Bride in ages. I haven't given them up, I've just been extremely busy. I hope (for those who can read lemons) that you'll enjoy this offering in the meantime until I can finish ARB and add a new chapter to SVH. Thank you for your support!

Let me be clear. The following story is an M! Stop now if that's not your cup of tea.

The medical student curled her slender fingers along the paper and flipped the page irritably. It was Valentine's Day. Their first Valentine's Day as a married couple and he had nothing planned. She wasn't big on the day, never had been, but still! It was supposedly a big day for people in love so why weren't they marking the date? Megumi sighed in defeat, staring unseeingly at the words in front of her, the medical jargon not piquing her interest in the least.

"Excuse me." A soft voice whispered, shaking her from her reverie. A student held out a flat box to her. At Megumi's confused expression, the freshman continued. "It's from the gentleman a few tables down." A handsome young man waved a hand at her, his long frame draped over the nondescript wooden library chair in a manner that declared he had not a care in the world. Megumi frowned at the brown-haired gift-giver and thanked the freshman. Megumi turned back to her book but found it impossible to concentrate. Slamming the tome shut eliciting "Shhhh's" all around, she stalked over to the 'gentleman a few tables down'.

"Sano!" She hissed, mindful to keep her voice low. The man simply raised an eyebrow, crooked grin showing his beautiful teeth.

"Yes, my love?"

"What are you doing?"

"I'm sitting. In the library." He added infuriatingly. With a quick tug on her wrist, Megumi landed on the seat next to him. Sano nudged his nose against her ear. "You smell divine." Megumi blinked rapidly to clear the sudden haze and pushed him away.

"Wha—?"

"Did you like the chocolates? They're your favorite. Or didn't you notice?" No, she didn't, in fact. She was too busy chasing him down and demanding an explanation why he was stalking her in the library. "What else do you want for today, Kitsune?" Sano said quietly, his eyes suddenly hooded.

"I—" Megumi was stumped. What did she want? She wanted it to be special. She wanted some effort. Kaoru said Kenshin was taking her out to dinner. Misao said Aoshi had told her to clear her calendar. She saw on social media that even Yahiko had sent flowers to Tsubame at work! And all her husband had for her were chocolates in the library? How lacking in effort was that?

"The day's hardly over." Sano said, his tone placating. And he was right. It was not even noon yet. Without waiting for a reply, Sano stood, drawing her with him.

"What—"

"Shhhh." He dragged her out of the medical section and toward the elevators. Once inside, whatever Megumi was expecting, it vanished as Sano rounded on her and kissed her breathless. Megumi hadn't even gotten the chance to respond to the soul-searing kiss when the elevator bell dinged, announcing their arrival at whatever floor Sano had selected. Basement Level, Special Collections. Sano grabbed her hand again and tugged her along. Megumi was intrigued now, momentarily masking her annoyance. Sano expertly walked down a few bookcases and turned down several more. How did he even know where he was going, she wondered? She had already lost track of how many times they had made a turn past some obscure collection on the shelves.

"Sano, really—" Megumi attempted again. She almost ran into Sano's back when he suddenly stopped and faced her.

"This is perfect."

"What is?" She demanded.

"This." Without warning, his lips descended on hers, but it wasn't with the fierceness he had exhibited in the elevator, rather, it was soft yet earnest, tentative and inflammatory. Megumi's knees buckled and she moaned at the sensation. Sano's arm was secure and solid around her waist, keeping her locked to his muscular form. He maneuvered them around until Megumi's back rested on a bookcase, his free hand coming to rest on the shelf next to Megumi's head. Megumi's hands released their grip on the front of Sano's shirt and instead tangled themselves in his hair. Sano eased up on the assault on her lips, allowing them both some much needed air before resuming his maddening exploration with his lips, tongue, and teeth. Megumi moaned again, incredibly turned on by her husband's kisses. Sano kissed like he meant it, each stroke and touch deliberate and calculated to deliver the most exquisite torture to her nerves. His other hand threaded through the raven tresses cascading down her back until his hand cradled her skull. With his new grip on her, he tilted her head, giving him better access to her mouth.

Megumi whimpered with pleasure when Sano ground his hips into hers, his hardened desire for her evident against her fluttering belly.

"Oh, Sano." She moaned, pressing back. Sano made an answering sound, his hold on her faltering the tiniest bit. Megumi wanted more contact. Now. With trembling fingers, she fumbled with Sano's button-up shirt, impatiently tugging until the buttons she couldn't manage gave way. She pushed his shirt off his broad shoulders, pressing urgent kisses against his jaw and neck. Sano's head fell back with a groan when she licked her way up his Adam's apple, then sucked gently on his earlobe.

Sano kept busy too. He had already untucked her blouse and unsnapped her black lace bra, her breasts bared under the material of her top, her nipples erect and evident even through the opaque lavender. Sano didn't bother to rid her of her skirt but drew it up her hips instead until it was no more than a belt of fabric around her slender waist. He lifted Megumi's left leg over his hip, his erection pressing into her wet core. Megumi mewled at the contact, her fingers pressing into his biceps.

"Sano." She panted, her broken voice both a plea and an encouragement. With another roll of his hips, he rubbed against her, dry humping her though technically her panties were anything but dry. Megumi groaned. "Please."

"Please what, Kitsune?" The fine edge to his voice revealed how little control he still had left.

Megumi panted. "Want you." Another roll. "Need you." With a sharp tug, Sano ripped the lacy garment away from his prize and Megumi gasped at the show of animalistic force which served to drive her desire even higher if that was even possible. One hand kept her leg trapped against his waist, and the other caressed her very aroused nipples.

Megumi frantically unbuckled her husband's belt and unzipped his pants, letting them fall to his ankles. Before she could shove his boxer briefs down, he hoisted her up, Megumi automatically wrapping her legs around his waist. Sano freed himself and tested her welcome with his fingers. Megumi bit her lip to keep from screaming at the delicious torment. She bounced down on his fingers as he slid them in and out, adding a finger until three sat comfortably in her. "Not enough." She panted, grinding down and tightening her inner muscles. Sano had the audacity to chuckle against her throat. His teeth grazed her pulse point and Megumi shuddered.

"My impatient fox." He breathed against her sweaty temple. "I promise to make it worth your while." He replaced his fingers with the head of his cock but didn't go in deep. Megumi growled in frustration and sank lower. "Ngggg." Sano ground out as she took control. With his thumb slick with her arousal, he circled her clit until Megumi was crying out against his shoulder. "Oh, oh, ohhh." Her legs quivering and spasming from her release, mouth open in a soundless scream.

He was still in her and he was still hard. Megumi shuddered at the realization. They were nowhere near finished. Sano hoisted her higher still, slightly changing his angle and kissed her again, matching the sensuous slide of his tongue in her mouth to his thrusting down below. With strong but gentle fingers he pleasured her breasts. With long and clever fingers he teased her clit. Their breathing and heart beats were thunderous in Sano's ears and his wife's moans and gasps of pleasure was driving him crazy. He grabbed her hips and steadied her as he pumped furiously, no longer willing or able to keep up the cool and aloof façade. He pulled out almost completely then drove home to the hilt. Megumi's head fell back with a soft thud against the old bookcase but she made no sound. Her eyes were shut and her teeth were biting down on her lower lip.

Megumi threw her arms around Sano's shoulders, hanging on for dear life. She was soaring, climbing higher and higher and the promise of release was heady. When it finally came it was brilliant. It was explosive. It was powerful. Megumi's scream was muffled as Sano sealed his lips over hers as they both climaxed. The pleasure came over her in waves, unrelenting, her muscles milking him dry. Sano grabbed at the shelf with both hands to stay on his feet as his release faded away. Megumi was still trembling around him.

The edges of Megumi's consciousness had darkened for a split second with her climax before she came crashing back to earth. She registered Sano kissing her forehead and making soothing sounds against her ear.

"I've got you. I've got you.

She realized she was sobbing from the strength of her release. Sano turned them so his back was against the shelf and lowered them to the floor. He smoothed his wife's hair away from her face and pressed gentle kisses on her eyelids. It took a few minutes for her to calm down.

Megumi felt heavy and boneless as she sank gratefully against Sano, still straddling him.

"I love you." She mumbled sleepily against his jaw. "That was incredible."

Sano chuckled, the sound vibrating against her chest. "It was, huh?" His tone made her lean back and look him square in the eye.

"You planned that?" His answer was his trademark smirk.

"Oh, I hate you." She exclaimed but her words lacked heat and a smile easily bloomed on her kiss-bruised lips.

"Happy Valentine's, my love." Sano said with a laugh.