The anomaly in the Kamen Rider Universe

Warning this chapter is more mature than the other and may contain sexual content skip it if you feel uncomfortable

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Aaron opened his eyes groggily, still caught between the haze of sleep and reality. The first thing he saw was long, flowing white hair—thick and soft like freshly fallen snow.

A sudden surge of alertness shot through him as he realized, Rui doesn't have white hair...

The only person he knew with such hair was Miyuki. In an instant, he jolted out of the bed, instinctively letting go of her as if she were made of fire.

He barely made a sound, but his abrupt movement caused Miyuki's eyes to flutter open, her expression showing a mix of mild annoyance and... something else.

Aaron stood frozen, mentally cursing himself. How the hell did I mistake her for Rui? Was I really that tired?

Trying to mask his awkwardness, he opened his mouth, the words coming out in his usual cheeky tone. "Aw, did the princess want to cuddle with her favorite human? I'm truly honored."

Miyuki's icy gaze locked onto him, colder than the air around them—but something was simmering beneath that cold surface, an emotion Aaron hadn't quite seen in her before.

"Why did you stop holding me?" Her voice was sharp, with a faint note of irritation woven in.

"Heh!?" Aaron was stunned, caught completely off guard. Was she seriously upset about that?

He blinked rapidly, processing the situation. Where is this coming from?

Miyuki sat up, her frosty exterior radiating a sort of regal disdain, but there was no mistaking the tension in her eyes.

As her mood darkened, an ice spear materialized behind Aaron, its presence silently urging him closer.

He gulped, knowing full well he wasn't going to come out of this without some damage.

"You've been neglecting me," Miyuki stated coolly, her tone poised and elegant, though laced with annoyance. "Are you perhaps seeing someone else? Is that why you've no time for me?"

Her words struck him like a sudden winter storm. Aaron stood there, dumbfounded, staring at her as if she had just grown a second head. This was new. Very new.

Before he could muster a response, Miyuki moved swiftly, pinning him down on the bed. The cold emanating from her was fierce, but her hands were warm as they held him in place, her expression firm but... possessive.

"I do not like sharing, Aaron," she said, her voice dangerously soft, yet sophisticated in its delivery, the words carrying the weight of her nobility. "You are mine."

Aaron, still trying to wrap his head around the situation, could only stare in disbelief. Where the hell did this come from?

Women usually either ignored him or tossed him aside, and now Miyuki—the cold, distant Miyuki—was acting like this?

She leaned in, her frosty breath sending chills down his spine. "You are my fiancé," she stated, as though the matter were already long settled.

"Do not forget that you won our duel. You belong to me, and I do not intend to relinquish my claim so easily. You will take responsibility." She paused, her voice softening as her eyes bore into his.

"You are my human, my fiancé, and mine alone."

Aaron's mind raced, trying to make sense of what was happening.

This was way beyond his usual encounters with women, and he could feel a headache forming as Miyuki's presence loomed over him, utterly composed yet fiercely protective.

"Huh," was all Aaron could manage, still utterly dumbfounded. "So... no sharing then?"

Miyuki lowered herself to his level, her piercing gaze never leaving his face as she leaned in closer. "You are mine," she whispered, her tone firm and unyielding. "Mind and body. Everything that you are belongs to me."

Her words sent a jolt through Aaron, his confusion only growing as she spoke. Yet, beneath her calm, there was an intensity that unsettled him.

Before he could fully process what she meant, Miyuki moved with purpose, her fingers brushing down his torso before they reached his waistband.

Did she just pull down his pants, her hands were cold...very cold, he could feel her hand wrapping around them.

It was like having literally ice touching those parts of his body.....would he get some damage from this?

Aaron's eyes widened in realization. "Hey, wait—what are you doing?" he stammered, the alarm in his voice clear.

His mind raced as he grabbed her wrist, his tone taking on an edge. "Do you really want to dirty yourself with a human like me?"

He was giving her a chance to back off, if she did this there was no going back, he wanted to make sure she was fully sober.

He was not trying to do someone who wasn't all there mentally, it felt a bit like rape and just thinking about that subject brought up bad memories.

Miyuki's response was swift, her gaze hardening. "You are mine," she stated firmly, brushing off his protests with cold finality.

With that declaration, she pressed forward, sliding herself onto him, her actions carrying an unmistakable seriousness.

Had she just..... slid herself...on it.

Aaron froze, his body tensing at the sudden sensation. The reality of what was happening crashed down on him all at once.

Miyuki wrapped her arms tightly around him, her body trembling slightly as she fought through the pain of the initial act.

A small amount of blood stained the bed beneath them, but she held him even tighter, determined to push past it.

After a few agonizing moments, the bleeding stopped. She lifted her head, locking her cold yet possessive eyes onto his.

"Mine," she repeated softly, her voice unwavering, her claim absolute.

He was so goddam confused that he couldn't hear the voice of the frustrated Yami in his mind.

He couldn't believe what was happening, he knew she knew this action basically meant there was no going back.

She could not go back on the engagement anymore, what she had done practically finalized it until he or she died.

In human culture, it was practically like the kiss that happens during a marriage...

He thought maybe it was a dream but the blue blood staining the bed alongside her body shaking in his arms....

This was not a dream.

The sound absorber in his room was turned on and the window was buried alongside the fact that the lock of the room door was added, those measures were there in order for Rui not to accidentally enter the room.

There was a do not disturb sign infront of the door just in case...

Looking at the clock...it was 6:00 am.

He had time.

"Give me.....give me"

Her voice sounded so soft.

He managed to get on top and upon looking down at the princess beneath him...

The look on her face along with the fact that her tits were out...

...

He was folding.

A man's will could only take so much before folding.