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I own nothing of FMP; it belongs to it's writers and Animators (who's names I forget right now). I make no money off this, I only get the pleasure of wishing I had thought of it first.

And once again I write graphic sex, don't read if you're not into sex.

I apologize for having forgotten this.

Full Metal Panic

Home Room

Sagara Sousuke stared covertly at Kaname Chidori's white panty covered pussy; again.

Recently she was always bending over in front of him; either facing him so he could see deeply

to her cleavage (if not her actual nipples as he did this morning), or with her back to him her ass in the air so he could see exactly what he was seeing now. Her perfectly trimmed pussy covered in sheer white lace with pink hearts, her favorite pair of panties that matched the bra she was wearing; which didn't really cover her breasts.

Sergeant Sagara was used to keeping his mind on the job at hand, he believed he had been

chosen for this mission for that exact reason. Yes, Captain Testarossa had said he needed to learn

to act like a teenager his age, but surely that didn't mean constantly thinking about sex.

With Chidori-san specifically.

The military boy refocused his attention on the windows and the grounds outside; satisfied

there were no threats he turned his head to face front and was rewarded with the site of her

heart-shaped ass still in the air and the lace of her white panties showing the trimmed blue-black

of her pubic hair that was absolutely no protection for her pussy. She knew what she was doing;

he was sure of it because he could smell her arousal.

He stifled a sigh and turned his eyes to the teacher who had just walked in. His charge quickly

sat down, turning briefly in her seat to look at him. He wasn't sure what the look she gave him

meant – he didn't really understand her at all.

Lunch

After assuring himself his traps would catch any would-be kidnappers of his Whispered

charge; without harming anyone who didn't deserve it since Kaname was so insistent upon it,

Sergeant Sagara joined his friends for lunch. Kaname began berating him for being late again, all

the while rubbing her body against his side. She was also piling food onto a plate she had placed in

front of him.

The firmness of her teardrop shaped breasts distracted him from most of what she had been

saying. She got the inevitable 'are you going to blow up the school' and he answered

automatically.

"No, Kaname, the traps will only catch would-be kidnappers," to which she put her raven head

upon his shoulder and sighed dramatically. Sagara began eating the lunch she had provided while

thinking about her breasts.

The bell rang and the cafeteria cleared out quickly, leaving the two of them alone.

"Sousuke, look at me," Kaname said as she stood up. He thought she had been too distracted to

notice her shirt was undone and her bra; which matched her panty, was showing. He cataloged

the shape and size of her nipples as he raised his eyes to hers.

"Yes, Kaname-san" he queried.

"Never mind," she said after a moment, then she kissed his cheek. He blushed as her nipples

hardened as they brushed against his arm.

"Your shirt is unbuttoned, Kaname," he told her in his matter-of-fact way. Then he frowned

when she sighed.

"And you didnt' even look," she whispered. He didn't admit that he had, but he did wonder

why she wanted him to.

Two weeks passed like this. He found it hard to concentrate on his studies or his duties as the days passed. He found himself wanting more and more to teach Kaname a lesson about not teasing him. Of course, what he really wanted to do was fuck her.

Sousuke heard Mao and Kurz talking about a hot spring that was a few hours drive from Jindai High School and came up with a plan. He got Kurz and Melissa to agree it would be a good idea for them to relax as well as to get to know Kaname a little better and give her the chance to get to know them better. He then got her friends to agree to come along. Kyoko, Mitsuki, Yukkuri, Elodee, and Shirji were happy to join Kaname, Melissa, Kurz and Sousuke at the hot springs that weeknd. Granted they would only be gone one night but it would still be fun. Melissa Mao insisted on having Captain Testarossa join them as well, even though none of the others knew her.

"Are you sure we'll all fit in here, Sagara?" Mao asked the Sergeant, who merely nodded decisively.

"You and Kurz will be in the front seats, Kurz will drive and you will navigate. Cap-er- your cousin Tessa will sit on the front bench seat with the girls. The men will sit in the second bench seat.

"Where will I sit?" Kaname asked Sousuke. She was wearing another short skirt, this one red checked with a matching top that showed her midriff when she moved. The wind blew lightly and lifted the back of her skirt, showing Sousuke the red lace of her panties. He grinned to himself. Perfect.

"On his lap!" Mitsuki shouted, causing Kaname to blush a deep red, but could find no way to argue the arrangement. Sousuke had been sure to leave only one seat available to sit on in the last row, she would have to sit on his lap. It was a three hour drive to the spa. Sousuke planned on using all three hours to get his desire for her out of his system and teach her a lesson about teasing at the same time.

The music was loud fifteen minutes into the drive and Kaname had been gyrating on Sousuke's lap the whole time. He was gritting his teeth with each brush of her ass against him. He finally had enough when she lifted the hem of her short skirt as she rocked her hips backward and forward. He reached up and grabbed her hips, pulling her to a stop with the hard length of him nestled along the crack of her heart-shaped ass. Her motions stilled instantly and the angry retort she had been about to blast him with died on her pink lips.

Sousuke leaned forward, put his mouth close to her ear and spoke.

"Ever since you learned I was your bodyguard you have been flashing me sights of your breasts and pussy. Don't bother to deny it," his voice was soft but solid steel. "White lace panties yesterday with red hearts. You keep your pubic hair trimmed very nicely," the sound of his voice caused her breath to become very slow for one long moment, then it became very shallow and fast.

"My favorite bra is the one that matches this thong you are wearing right now. Are you wearing it today?" he asked, she gulped and nodded. Something about his voice in her ear from behind her was more erotic than she had thought possible. Knowing he had actually been paying attention even though she hadn't thought he was was doubling her excitement.

"Good," his voice was rougher than she'd ever heard it; far more raw. She didn't know what he meant though until his right hand slipped under her mini skirt and then under the front of her thong. "Don't make a sound," he said against her ear as his fingers tugged the flimsy cloth off and down her legs after pushing them closed.

He then moved her knees to the outside of his to spread her legs wide. Once more he told her to be silent as he slid the fingers of his right hand through her raven pubic hair to press her clit. She had to bite her lips to keep from crying out, although she did moan. The music was loud enough to cover the small sound. He teased her pleasure button for a few minutes.

"Did you think you could get away with flaunting yourself in front of me forever?" he asked as he slid two fingers into her virgin tight passage while his left hand went under her top and bra to cup her left breast; pinching her nipple and rolling it between his thumb and forefinger. Her breath came in short gasps as she nodded, unable to speak. His chuckle sent shivers of both fear and desire down her spine.

His hands ceased their torturous ministrations and he moved her forward briefly. Before she could regain her senses, however, he had lifted her. She could feel the tip of his penis pressing against her opening. Without any further warning he thrust into her. The long, hot, hard length of him broke through her hymen and was fully sheathed inside her before she could do more than gasp. Her whole body tensed for several minutes.

"Breathe, Kaname," he instructed with humor laced passion. She took a breath only to feel him go deeper.

"So-Sousuke?" she asked in a strangled whisper.

"You kept showing me, Kaname. I could only guess you wanted me, and I couldn't take it any longer. You're mine now," she shivered at the possessive phrasing and tone. Then his hands were on her again, his right hand once more caressing her clit and his left hand once more teasing her left breast.

He used his right hand to lift the Whispered girl up along his dick before letting her slide back down. Kaname caught on after two strokes and began to flex her thighs to lift herself. She quickly found the rhythm that gave them both the most pleasure. She lay her head back against his shoulder as he met each of her downstrokes with his own thrusts up.

"Kiss me," he ordered and she turned her head, opening her mouth; his tongue plunged inside her mouth to the opposite rhythm of their coupling. She moaned into his mouth as she came for the first time in her life.

Sousuke goaned himself as her pussy tightened even more on his dick making him come harder than he had in years. It felt so good he forgot to pull out of her. He kept his fingers on her clit, lightly stroking her while she dozed. The music had changed to dubstep from the heavy metal when Sousuke began to nibble on her lips. She moaned softly and arched her hips to press her clit more firmly against his fingers.

"Sousuke," she whispered in a pleading voice. Kaname didn't know what she was asking for; although he did. Sagara kissed her deeply and made sure her breasts were covered as he slid his hard dick out of her very wet pussy. Her moan of disappointment brought a wicked chuckle from the teenage war veteran. He pulled something down from the seat back in front of them. The seat back was higher than the seat they were in.

"Stand up, Kaname-san," she opened her mouth and he laid a finger covered in her juices against her pink lips to keep her from speaking. "I want you to sing with the music, smile and laugh," he leaned in and kissed her again. "Don't let them guess what I'm doing to you," he ordered against her lips. She gulped and nodded.

She put her knees on the bench to lean over the seat in front of her and realized her ass was sticking out towards the military boy; just as if she were in her desk at school. She started singing with the pop song that was on now because Mitsuki had complained about the dubstep. She started singing with the music as ordered and the others joined in. Once more the van was lively and the music seemed louder.

All the while Sousuke was lapping greedily at Kaname's swollen pussy. He would suck her clit, then roll it between his lips before pulling it with his teeth. He would plunge his tongue deep into her passage before repeating the pattern. Three songs had gone by and she didn't know how she managed to keep going after the five orgasms he had brought her to, how none of her friends noticed.

Then he plunged what felt like his dick inside her. She knew he was still sitting down, though; so it couldn't be that, whatever it was he worked in and out of her as he sucked hard on her clit.

The current song had a high note she hit as she came again.

Tessa called for a bathroom break right then.

"Go to the bathroom by yourself, make sure no one is in there with you. Clean up as best you can Miss Chidori."

Kaname went into the family restroom that was near the back of the rest stop, being sure none of her friends followed her. She used the towels provided to clean her vagina and legs of his semen and her juices. Touching herself as she did caused her to gasp with pleasure as she orgasmed again. Her pussy felt sore in a way that reminded her of him being inside her.

Chidori leaned against the bathroom wall as she tried to decide if she wanted to say something to Melissa or Kurz; to stop him from doing it again. Would they? She could trade places with Tessa; but Tessa would find a way to get Sousuke fuck her. Kaname didn't want that.

While she was thinking; the military specialist lowered himself into the room. He covered her mouth with his before she could scream. He then picked her up and set her on the edge of the counter. She felt him unzip his fly seconds before he thrust his dick inside her still quivering quim. Sagara rode her hard and fast. He kept his thrusts deep while he held her hips tightly. Their breath was loud in the large room due to the tile.

"Come for me, Chidori, squeeze my dick," he commanded against her mouth. When she came again he had to hold her head still as he kissed her to swallow the sound. Once again he forgot to pull out of her vagina as he filled her with his cum.

They leaned against one another, panting while their heart rates slowed down. Kaname groaned softly when she felt him hardening inside her again.

"I can't," she moaned, tears forming in the corners of her eyes from the pleasure/pain of him thrusting slowly in and out of her again. She jumped when there was a sudden thumping on the door. Sousuke lifted her top and began to suck on her left nipple as he increased the speed of his fucking.

"Kaname!" Melissa shouted in sing-song, followed by Tessa.

"Chidori-san!"

"You'd better answer," Sagara growled low against her breast, "Mao can pick locks," he rotated his hips as he shifted her; driving deeper into her. "You want Tessa to see me fucking your pussy?" The crass way he was speaking made her feel both excited and filthy. She wasn't sure how she managed to clear her throat and sound normal; however, when she did answer them.

"I'll be done in a minute Melissa, Tessa," she called out to them.

"Do you want a soda?" Melissa asked just as Sousuke opened her legs farther apart and began to pound into her, she had her hands on the mirror behind her to keep from slamming into the silvered glass. His pelvic bone was slamming against her clit now, causing pleasure to spike through her body with each thrust.

"Yes!" she shouted. "A-a soda would be nice," she managed to say normally.

"Okay, we'll see you in the van," Tessa said through the door. As they were walking away the two of them heard Tessa ask about where Sagara could have gotten off to.

"I'm getting off in you," he growled again as he came once more, this time triggering Kaname's orgasm. He kissed her deeply, possessively before leaving the bathroom the way he'd come in. She cleaned herself up once more, not allowing herself to cry.

Suddenly he was behind her; taking her shoulders in his hands and turning her.

"Don't cry, Kaname," he whispered as he pulled her into his arms to hold her. She struggled; punching him in the chest and stomach. He merely grunted and held her tighter.

"Why? Why treat me like this?" she asked as she sobbed.

"You think no one else could see your favorite panties?" he asked, and the possessive anger in his voice hushed her.

"You know which one's are my favorite?" she asked.

"As do Kurz, Elodee and Yizhi," he said, again angrily. She looked up at him in confusion.

"You know Kurz and Mao watch everything we do; they are my backup. I have camera's on my school clothes," he said. Her brown eyes widened in shock and horror when she realized what she'd been doing when she kept giving Sousuke a peep show.

"Elodee sits behind me in homeroom and Yizhi sits beside me in history; both of them can see your panties, your bra and even your nipples," she was shaking her head no, denying that she had let them see anything.

"And that is just the boys who are your friends who have said nothing; what do you think the other boys are saying?" he asked her. She swallowed hard. She knew what kind of things they would say about her; and all because she had wanted to get Sousuke's attention.

"I-I-I wasn't thinking about that," she admitted finally. He kissed her again, once more it was very possessive.

"You wanted me to want you," he laughed softly. "I did the moment I saw you. You wanted my attention," His hands were under her skirt again, cupping her cheeks and lifting her. "Now you have it, you belong to me," he kissed her once more.

"Get back to the van, we have another hour and a half before we reach the spa. I'm not done making you cum," he said with severity. This time she shivered in anticipation instead of fear.