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As she brushed her long golden hair in front of the bathroom mirror, Eri kept staring at her reflection and hoping that the expression of goofy happiness on her face wasn’t as obvious to her friends as it was to her. Oh dear, I can’t believe I’m making such a face…I only hope the others haven’t noticed me grinning like an idiot, she thought. But she couldn’t help herself…she was feeling so elated these past few days that joy was literally gushing out of her.
After two years of unrequited love, she and Harima had finally become a couple right after they finished high school. They were at an onsen with their friends as a last get-together after graduation and, although they had become a lot closer during their third year in high school, she had never anticipated that he’d reciprocate her feelings just yet. But without her realizing it, after Tenma’s departure for America and their engagement his attachment to her had grown stronger than either of them had imagined; and much to her surprise he confessed to her all on his own and, naturally, she was only too happy to accept his love. It had all happened so fast that even now she found it hard to believe the two of them were finally together. Thankfully, her lover made sure to convince her of the reality of the situation by means of his own body; on the very night they confessed their feelings to each other he made her his own, and since then he had never let her spend a single night alone. They would behave themselves during the day for the sake of their friends, but at night they would abandon all propriety and indulge in their passion with their whole beings, without any reservations. And yesterday Harima had made her happier than ever when he unexpectedly asked her to live with him from now on. Most people would consider it a rather rash decision, moving in together so soon after starting their relationship but Eri was only too eager to be with him for real, become a couple with him in every sense of the word. She knew there would be difficulties along the way, but she was confident that as long as the two of them were together they could overcome anything.
Tonight was the last night of their vacation; tomorrow they would return home and therefore they’d have to separate for a few weeks until everything was arranged for their cohabitation. Although hopefully they’d only be apart for a short time Eri was certain she would miss her boyfriend terribly and she wanted to make the most of this night – their last night together for a while. Until then she always tried to resist his advances at first (although rather half-heartedly, she had to admit) in order to save appearances at least; but tonight she felt that she needed him more than she needed to preserve her modesty. And so she had decided she’d let him do whatever he wanted…and if their previous nights were any indication, he was sure to want a lot.
As she was thinking about all this and smiling even more brightly at the prospect of their passionate night together, suddenly her ear caught a slight creaking sound coming from the bedroom, like footsteps treading stealthily on the wooden floor. Startled, she turned towards the door but the sound disappeared almost instantly and Eri wasn't sure at all whether she had actually heard it or just imagined it. Slowly she set her hairbrush down on the shelf in front of the bathroom mirror and tentatively made her way towards the bedroom.
“Hello?” The room was just as still and empty as she had left it a few minutes ago; it was rather dark with only the moonlight coming from outside but it didn’t look like anyone else was there as far as she could tell. Still, Eri couldn’t shake off a feeling of uneasiness as she took a few hesitant steps inside the room, cautiously glancing right and left.
Then suddenly in the darkest corner of the room something stirred; and before Eri could realize what was happening she found herself held between two powerful arms, her back pressed against a hard chest; some stray strands of hair brushed against her cheek and a deep, sultry voice whispered in her ear, “Got you.”
Taken aback, Eri could not suppress a frightened yelp as she whisked around and came face to face with her dark-haired lover; Harima grinned with amusement, perceiving that he had managed to catch her off guard. “Hige, what the heck were you doing in there?!” she exclaimed in an attempt to at least appear indignant, although she was fairly sure she wasn't all that convincing.
“Just thought I’d drop in to see my girl,” said Harima, squeezing her possessively against his chest. “Don’t tell me I’m not welcome?”
“Of course you’re welcome, silly,” Eri said more softly, reveling in the warmth of his embrace. “But you gave me such a scare just now…why did you sneak up on me like that?”
Harima shrugged his shoulders a little, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “Well…I always wanted to try this night attack thing.” Then he smiled apologetically and leaned forward, giving Eri a light peck on the lips. “Forgive me?”
“Hmph, you expect to be forgiven with just that?” Eri said haughtily and tossed her head back, pretending to shun him.
Harima laughed and said, “On second thought, that’s clearly not enough…My bad.” He grasped her in a bear hug and proceeded to kiss her breathless; in a matter of minutes Eri forgot all about her supposed anger and melted into the kiss. It was quite a while before he let her breathe again; gasping for air, Eri shivered as she felt his lips trailing slowly along the side of her face. “…I missed you…” he whispered, his breath hot against her ear.
Oh, this is bad…I’m burning up just by hearing his voice, the young woman thought, delighted and a little frightened at the same time. “Come on, what nonsense is this,” she laughed nervously, trying to maintain at least a shred of self-control. “How can you have missed me, we were together all day…”
“Mmm…yeah, we were…but not the way I like it…” God but that voice should be illegal; Eri could already feel the desire welling up inside her and she didn’t have even the slightest inclination to fight it back. If anything, tonight she wanted to egg him on as well, drive him out of control before her own patience ran out.
“Oh? And what’s that like?” she asked playfully, rubbing seductively against him. Harima smiled again, pleased to get such a positive reaction. He was planning to savor his girlfriend thoroughly that night, and from the looks of it she was in just the right mood for that as well.
“…Naked, with me inside you…and you screaming my name to high heaven,” he muttered, licking her ear lasciviously. This time Eri could not suppress a lewd moan of pleasure, spurring him to even bolder foreplay. Still clasping her waist with one arm he slipped his other hand underneath her yukata, lightly caressing her smooth skin until he reached her breast. Eri gasped audibly as she felt Harima’s fingers twist her already stiff nipple; but he quickly silenced her moan by shoving his tongue deep inside her mouth again. She responded eagerly, trembling with excitement as their tongues danced wildly; her face was flushed, her eyes half-lidded and glazed with lust. He loved how expressive her face was, how he could see the way she felt so clearly on it; and this sweet, intoxicated expression she had now was the best of all…Burning with desire to see more of it he slid his hand further down and a few seconds later his fingers were inside her underwear.
Eri let out an even louder cry of ecstasy as his fingers brushed against one of her most sensitive spots; her brain had long since stopped working and even her legs seemed unable to support her weight any longer, so she held on to her lover for dear life to keep herself from falling. “A-at least let me lie down first…” she murmured beseechingly, gazing up at him with moist eyes and trembling lips.
“No…I want to see you come right here,” Harima whispered relentlessly, staring down at her hungrily. He slipped two fingers inside her wet entrance and started thrusting slowly while his thumb teased her tiny nub, and at the same time he bent his head down and sucked greedily on her neck, hard enough to leave a mark. “Let yourself go,” he whispered again, licking over the spot he'd been suckling on. “I won’t let you fall.”
It was just too much stimulation; his mouth, his hands, his voice, everything was pushing Eri over the edge little by little and she was only too eager to fall. Losing whatever self-restraint she had left, she kissed him wherever she could reach and moaned without holding back as he pleasured her with his fingers, totally oblivious of what went on outside that room or who might hear them. “…So…good…oh God, Kenji…I can’t…I’m…!”
The forceful climax drained her strength completely; her body went limp and her knees gave way but Harima held her tightly, staring avidly at her enraptured face; he wanted to burn that expression of hers in his memory forever. “Lovely…” he muttered as though in a trance, unable to contain himself. “I can’t get enough of seeing you like this…”
“…No fair,” mumbled Eri a couple of minutes afterwards, when she was finally capable of putting a sentence together again. “…I’m the only one who’s feeling it so much…I want you to enjoy it too…”
“What, you think I’m not enjoying myself? I'm having the time of my life here, see?” chuckled Harima, grinding his erection against her thigh.
Blushing, Eri nodded and said, “I – I know, but…I want to see you the way you saw me just now…make you feel all those things you make me feel…can’t I?”
Harima stared at her again, his eyes glowing with renewed desire. There were a whole lot of things he hadn’t dared to try out with her just yet in spite of how much he wanted to, because he felt it was still too soon for them. And one thing in particular…ever since they made love for the first time he’d been dying to ask her to do, but he was afraid she wouldn’t agree to it, she might even be offended…and he didn’t want to ruin the mood by fighting. But, since she was offering all by herself…Cupping her chin with his hand he leaned closer and asked tentatively, “Then…do you think you could…use your mouth on me?”
Eri blushed even more deeply as she realized what he meant by that; she had heard about it before, of course, it was more or less common knowledge nowadays. But, naturally, she had never actually done it before…and although she believed she had some idea of how it was supposed to be done in theory, practice was a different matter altogether. Truth be told, she had no confidence she’d be able to pull it off successfully, but…Hige seemed so eager to try it…and she didn’t have the heart to disappoint him by refusing. “Would that…make you feel nice?” she asked back hesitantly.
“Oh yeah,” Harima said immediately. “That would definitely make me feel very nice…”
Eri was a bit surprised that he was so sure of her ability to please him despite her total lack of experience, but she figured she didn’t have much to lose anyway; if she wasn’t any good at it they could always do it normally. “Okay then…” she said in a low voice and started to kneel down, but Harima stopped her.
“Not here, it’ll be hard on your knees. Over there,” and he guided her to the futon, having her step on it while he remained standing right next to its edge.
Eri slowly sank to her knees, her heart thumping anxiously at what she was about to do. After she had knelt down she looked up at her lover again, and it was then that she realized that Harima hadn’t removed his yukata yet, nor was he making any move to do so; clearly he wanted her to do this for him as well. It was another first for her; until now she’d never had to undress him, since he always took off his yukata on his own (more like he tossed it away faster than the eye could see) mere moments after they started kissing. And although it shouldn’t be such a big deal – all she had to do was untie a sash, and it wasn’t like she’d never seen him naked before – for some reason the act of undressing him made her feel extremely self-conscious.
Drawing in a breath, she reached up with shaky hands and slowly loosened the sash of his yukata; it wasn’t long before it came undone and the yukata opened up completely. Eri swallowed hard as she took in the sight of his chiseled abs rippling underneath the tanned skin right in front of her. She had fallen in love with his character, not his appearance, but it sure didn’t hurt that he had the body of a god.
Not enough, just looking is simply not enough…I want to touch him…feel him…worship him. Eri’s mind became completely hazy again, and without thinking what she was doing she leaned forward and kissed her lover’s firm, flat belly adoringly. Then she did it again, and again, and again, many times over, and every time her desire burned even hotter inside her. She didn’t even realize how her lips moved further and further down, until she reached the waistband of his underwear; she was so turned on that without a second’s hesitation she hinged her fingers around his boxers and decisively pulled them down...and almost got hit in the face by his hard length as it sprang free.
How in the world is this thing ever going to fit in my mouth? Harima was at full mast already, and from up close his manhood seemed even more...intimidating; Eri gulped awkwardly, feeling both excited and a little afraid, unsure as she was how to tackle this new and very sizeable challenge. However, her pride worked in her favor this time, because she always considered chickening out to be the height of humiliation. As if I’d be scared off just because it’s a little...okay, a lot...bigger than I thought! Bring it on! she thought, glaring at the straining erection before her (fortunately, it did not occur to her that she was actually having a staring contest with a penis). Gathering her resolve, she inched closer to it and gave it a cautious little kiss on the tip; then another, and another; after several more kisses she stuck her tongue out a little and started licking it tentatively. It tasted kind of salty and sour – the sweat, probably – but not unpleasant, far from it. But most of all, the scent...it was his scent, the one she knew and loved, only far, far more concentrated down there; so intensely masculine that it made her feel lightheaded, not to mention horny as hell. Before she knew it she had grasped his member in her hand and was licking it greedily all the way from base to tip like there was no tomorrow.
As expected, her enthusiasm was not lost on Harima or his little friend, which was anything but little right now. The naughty tongue driving him insane aside, just seeing his proud princess kneeling in front of him in this submissive position was the most incredible turn-on, far greater than anything he had ever imagined. He knew she’d never do this for anyone but him, that he alone would ever see this erotic side of hers; it was so arousing that he could barely hold still. His hands unconsciously threaded inside her hair, tugging her closer to him and his hips were shaking slightly as he strove to restrain himself from shoving his entire length all the way down her throat. “Don’t tease me any more...” he whispered hoarsely, struggling to keep his desire in check. “Take it in your mouth already...”
The need in his voice, his grip on her hair and the way his body trembled told Eri that she wasn’t doing too badly so far, although in all honesty she was too horny to care about her performance right now. She opened her mouth and took as much as she could of him in, gripping the rest of it with her hands. Then she slowly started bobbing her head up and down, while at the same time using her tongue to lick the underside of it. She had to admit, it was no walk in the park; she was compelled to open her mouth all the way for him to fit in, and this soon put quite a strain on her jaw; not to mention she almost gagged a few times at first as his length hit the back of her throat, before she wisened up and started directing it to the inside of her cheek instead. But none of these could put even the slightest damper on her excitement, the more so since she could feel plain as day how incredibly aroused he was. The intense throbbing of his manhood inside her mouth, the slight groans escaping his lips, his ragged breathing...everything showed all too clearly how strongly he was feeling it, and this gave her a heady sense of power she had never experienced before. She might be on her knees, but actually she was the one calling the shots right now; she was the one making his body quiver with pleasure and his mind go crazy with lust. Now she understood why he was always so keen on making her climax over and over again; it was such an exhilarating sensation, feeling her loved one lose himself in the pleasure she was giving him. Even though she wasn’t even touching herself, she could feel her lower half dripping and twitching, aching to be invaded by the rock hard heat pulsing with ever-increasing intensity between her lips. Without even knowing how she managed it she took him even deeper inside her mouth and sucked greedily; Harima threw his head back and his whole body tensed as he struggled desperately to hold on to the last remnants of his self-control.
He clutched Eri’s hair in his fist again and groaned more loudly; he usually wasn’t very vocal during sex but the oncoming climax was so intense that he could no longer stay silent; without stopping to see how he was acting he had started urging her, encouraging her and, not to put too fine a point on it, essentially begging her to keep going until he was over the edge.
“...Yes...yes, just like that...Nearly there, Eri...G-god, here it comes, m-move away!” He tried to pull his member out of her mouth but Eri grabbed his hips and held him in place while at the same time sucking him as hard as she could. Unable to control his body any more, Harima let out a deep, almost animalistic cry and let go; Eri’s mouth was flooded by a thick, warm, salty liquid, which normally shouldn’t taste all that great but for some reason at that moment she thought it was the most delicious thing ever. She gulped it all down and even licked the dripping tip clean; then, drained by this mind-blowing orgasm as he was, Harima could no longer support his own weight and dropped to his knees in front of Eri, eyes hazy and brain barely functioning. He cupped her face between his hands and just gazed at her for several moments; he wanted to express the bliss he was feeling right now in words but he seemed to have forgotten how to formulate them entirely. Finally after a while he regained the ability to speak and without thinking he said the first thing that came to mind, “...Silly...you didn’t have to swallow that...”
“I wanted to see what you taste like,” replied Eri in a silky and at the same time provocative voice; normally she would never be so daring but what she had just done had raised her lust to entirely new heights than before. Who knew that giving head could be so stimulating; all she could think of right now was how to entice Hige to get it up again and ravish her out of her mind as soon as possible.
For all his numb state of mind Harima noticed her seductive attitude and wasn’t displeased in the slightest by it; she might have sucked him dry not two minutes ago but the night was still young and he wasn’t about to content himself with just that. Playing along he slid his hands down to her waist and asked playfully, “So? Do I taste good?”
Eri stuck her tongue out a little. “Why don't you see for yourself?”
“Oh, you naughty girl...” Unable to control himself again he crushed her to his chest and kissed her fiercely, shoving yet again his tongue inside her mouth as deep as it could go. He tasted the saltiness of his own fluids in her mouth and it excited him to no end as he recalled what she had done for his sake just now. As they kissed, he realized with some surprise that his spent member had started rising to the occasion again, at a much faster rate than he anticipated. Truly, there seemed to be no limit to the extent that sweet little sex demon could stir him up.
Swiftly he shrugged his yukata off and then untied Eri’s sash with impatient hands and pulled her yukata off of her in one decisive move; then he pushed her down on the mattress while still kissing her. Without even pausing to let her breathe he quickly pulled her panties down and Eri kicked them off; when every last bit of clothing was out of the way they embraced each other tightly and kept kissing avidly for a long while, their gasps and moans echoing inside the silent room. Neither of them seemed capable of keeping their hands and mouth off of the other; the more they rubbed, licked and ground their bodies together the more their desire to touch and feel more of each other grew. “Tell me what you want, how you want it,” Harima whispered fervently while suckling on her neck with redoubled ardour. “I want to please you more than ever tonight, my sweet, sweet love...”
“Oh, I-I don’t know...” murmured Eri in a daze, her mind so clouded with all-consuming passion that she found herself at a loss for words. “I just want to be one with you…to feel you…the more the better…”
“…My thoughts exactly,” he muttered in the same heated tone, in between greedy kisses and relentless groping. In a manner leaving no doubt about his intentions he pressed his once again fully erect manhood against Eri’s moist crotch and whispered enticingly, “…You know…I’m really hard right now…wanna see how far inside you I can reach?”
“Sounds like a plan,” purred Eri, all too eager to arouse him as much as she could. On a sudden impulse, she looped her arm around Harima’s neck and pulled him close; bringing her mouth right next to his ear she licked it lightly and then whispered naughtily in it, “…And, Kenji? Don’t be gentle.”
“Damn it, are you trying to kill me…On your hands and knees, now!”
Eri happily complied, elated to hear his voice brimming with unbridled desire; she could tell that there was no stopping him now. Harima was like a force of nature, once his passion was awakened it could no longer be repressed; all one could do was weather it.
He grasped Eri’s hips firmly and pulled her closer, the tip of his rigid member nudging her narrow, slippery entrance; and he couldn’t help smiling when he saw her instinctively pushing back against him. “You want it bad tonight, huh? Well, so do I,” he muttered impatiently. “Ready or not, here I come.”
He entered her in one decisive move, making her cry out with pleasure. Harima also groaned deeply as he felt Eri’s warm, velvety walls clenching around his thick, burning shaft. It was all he could do to keep his lust sufficiently in check and maintain a somewhat controlled rhythm; not that he wouldn’t have liked to go all out but he was afraid that if he lost it completely he’d break her apart. Besides, it was pretty great like this too, he was enjoying immensely thrusting in and out of her smooth, wet passage and feeling the heat building up in his body like an enormous, unstoppable wave. “Ugh, so hot…you feel it too, baby? Good, huh?”
Eri didn’t respond immediately, she just stayed for a few seconds with her head bent down, her eyes hidden behind her bangs. Then she suddenly tossed it back up and half-turned towards him; looking at him with smoldering eyes she muttered, “…Harder.”
“What?”
“Harder, is that all you’ve got? Come on, Kenji, give it to me!”
Harima felt the sharp command like the sting of a whiplash, making him relinquish whatever control he had over himself. “Why you little, stirring me up like this…Get ready to scream.” And boy, did he make her scream.
It was wild, it was uncontrollable and it was utterly mind-blowing for both of them. Even though Eri’s throat was already raw from crying out at the top of her voice and she was certain that her body would be sore all over the next morning, mere words could not describe how exhilarated she was to feel him pounding mercilessly inside her without any restraint whatsoever, ravishing her like a wild animal. This was what she wanted tonight; sure, she also relished their tender, romantic couplings but sometimes they were simply not enough. Sometimes she needed him to be savage, possessive, to conquer her thoroughly and make her feel with every fiber of her being that she belonged to him and no one else. Tonight was one such night; it might be because they’d have to spend the following days apart, but she really needed to feel the full extent of his desire, devoid of inhibitions and second thoughts. And fortunately, just like every other time, he didn’t fail to deliver. He was relentless, unstoppable; no sign of slowing down, he just kept on ramming all the way inside her at an incredible pace and every time he did, he hit just the right spot, raising the stimulation to a whole new level. No matter what she mustn’t pass out, she told herself sternly; she absolutely had to stay conscious during this orgasm, because it was going to be epic.
Harima, too, was getting closer to the edge by the second, the more so since he had completely lost the ability to stop his body from thrusting into Eri at full throttle; even if she begged him to stop now he didn’t think he could do it. Not that she had shown any inclination to stop him, the little vixen; if anything, she had actively encouraged him to give her everything he had and then some. It was one of the things he loved the most about her: be it tenderness, passion or even ferocity, she could take it all and give as good as she got. No limits, no holding back, when he was in bed with her he could love her and conquer her as much as his heart desired. His love would never be too much for her; she’d always hunger for more. How could he not feel insanely happy, knowing that he had finally found someone who yearned for him as much as he yearned for her, that he need never be afraid of showing too much love lest he was considered a pervert. His passion was welcomed, his desire met with more desire; two flames kindling each other to burn ever hotter, consuming everything in their path. His mind was blank, the only thing he was aware of was the wet, smacking sounds of their bodies coming together in a whirlwind of passion, the feel of Eri’s hot, damp skin against his own and the screams of delight she was letting out as he carved his way inside her, marking her yet again as his own. Both of them lost in a flood of pleasure they met each other thrust for thrust, faster and faster as they both reached their limits; and when he heard her scream “Yes, that’s it Kenji, don’t you dare stop now!” he picked up the pace even more in response, wanting nothing more than to see and hear and feel her reaching her peak once again. Soon enough Eri was voicing her oncoming climax at full volume and her insides were contracting mercilessly, wringing him dry for a second time; Harima howled in abject delight and allowed himself to get swept away completely, emptying everything he had inside her. Unable to hold out any longer, both of them collapsed in a heap on the rumpled mattress, panting so heavily that for quite some time they were totally unable to speak.
Eri was the one who found her voice first, even if it was kind of raspy after so much screaming. “Whew, that was seriously amazing, Hige,” she whispered, still short of breath. “I don’t know how I’m going to get up tomorrow, but it was totally worth it…”
Exhausted as well, Harima smiled faintly at her. “Glad to have been of service,” he said in between gasps. Then, as he gradually composed himself, he looked at her with concern and added, “But really, you…I pushed you too hard tonight, didn’t I? Why didn’t you say anything?”
Eri laughed softly, sidling next to him. “Don’t tell me you didn’t realize that was what I was aiming for?”
Harima chuckled as well. “No kidding,” he remarked. “You sure know how to get me going.” He paused and gave her a searching look for a few moments and then he asked again in a more serious tone, “Not that I’m complaining, mind you, but are you sure everything’s all right? If there’s something on your mind, you know you can tell me.”
“I know, don’t worry,” murmured Eri, snuggling in his arms. “It’s just that we’re going back tomorrow, and then we won’t be meeting up much until I move in, so…I guess I wanted to get my fill of you tonight.”
Harima wrapped his arms around her and hugged her tenderly. “Yeah, I was thinking the same…I’m going to miss you so much while we’re apart. But hey, it’s just a few weeks…they’ll pass soon enough and then…” he pulled her closer against him and whispered in her ear, “…we’ll be able to do this every night…”
“Every night?! You’ll be the death of me!” Eri exclaimed in mock terror.
“The hell I will,” Harima snickered again. “I bet my next paycheck that I’ll be the one having the life sucked out of him.”
“Why you…!” Eri pounced on him indignantly and they started half-grappling, half-making out once more. Their life together was just beginning, but they already knew that their nights at least would never be dull or lonely again.