08.09.2013 - Did a little revision. Note that Natsume, Mikan, Hotaru and Ruka are 18 in this one-shot.

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Sweet Mistakes

Thud!

That was the sound that echoed loudly through the dorm as Natsume pushed Mikan against the wall, her hands pinned on either side of her head by Natsume's powerful arms. She struggled to move free, but the fire caster was too strong.

"Why are you in my room, polka?" Natsume asked as he stared into Mikan's hazel eyes, her heart was racing and she could feel the sweat on the back of her neck. Why, oh why, did he have to be so handsome?

"I-I just wanted to see if you were okay from returning from your mission. I will be leaving now, since you seem to be fine," Mikan said as she looked away shyly from Natsume's intense gaze.

"Then why did you not knock? Why come in while I was starting to undress, perverted strawberry fields?" Natsume whispered into her ear, sending shivers down her spine. She thought that he might have been asleep so she just came in, but she came in the second he pulled of his blood stained shirt.

"How was I supposed to know you were getting dressed?" Mikan asked. She could feel Natsume breathe on her neck and it was not only making her shiver but aroused as well.

Natsume didn't answer her question; instead he planted soft kisses on her neck going up in a line until he reached her jaw line.

"N-Natsume, w-what are y-you d-doing?" Mikan stuttered as she felt Natsume's lips on her now icy cold skin.

"What does it look like?" Natsume asked huskily before he locked his lips with Mikan's. She gasped and struggled to get free but when Natsume's tongue slid into her mouth she surrendered, for it felt so damn good.

Natsume's tongue explored her mouth. She tasted like strawberries, which was ironic and very fitting. Natsume was having fun toying with her until she started fighting his tongue with her own. Natsume groaned as Mikan wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her.

Her chest pressed against Natsume's, causing him to groan again and Mikan could feel something harden against her. Her eyes widened when she realized what it was.

She was about to pull away but Natsume clung to her for dear life.

Natsume's hands were travelling down her body, not missing one part of her curves as he stopped when he reached her rounded behind and gave it a light squeeze. She yelped, earning a satisfied smirk from him.

Mikan knew if this continued, she would end up underneath Natsume on the bed. A part of her was hesitant, because she had no experience whatsoever, but a bigger part of her was excited and desperately wanted this to continue. Their relationship has been ongoing for some time now and taking the next step made sense. And it felt right.

Mikan's inner musings got disrupted as Natsume's hands travelled up Mikan's body until it reached the top button of her shirt. He started to undo each button, trying very hard not to just rip the thing off and face Mikan's wrath. When he finally finished, he tossed her shirt somewhere else in the room and immediately squeezed Mikan's chest causing her to moan.

Natsume fiddled with Mikan's bra, trying his best to remove the complicated contraption but he was failing miserably. Mikan chuckled and let go of Natsume's neck and helped him to remove it. Natsume tossed it somewhere in the room, a loud 'clang' echoing through the room. It must have hit something, but the lovers were too distracted to notice.

Natsume didn't waste any time, he stopped kissing Mikan and trailed his lips down her neck until he reached her breasts. Mikan gasped as she felt Natsume bite down lightly on her now hardened nipple. His hand was playing with the other breast, giving it the same amount of attention.

"N-Natsume…" Mikan moaned as Natsume gently sucked. Her arms which was hanging loosely by her sides wrapped themselves around his neck again, pressing Natsume closer to her. He seemed to like this since he started biting again.

"Ahh, N-Natsume," Mikan moaned again as he swapped so that he could give the mouth treatment to the other breast. Natsume loved the way she said his name.

Natsume was now trailing kisses up Mikan's neck again and while he did this Mikan took the chance to roam Natsume's naked chest with her hands. He had really grown into a handsome man. He was no little boy anymore.

Mikan suddenly shrieked loudly as she felt Natsume bite the soft spot in her neck. There was definitely going to be a love bite there tomorrow. She could just imagine Hotaru's look of disapproval, even though the genius was no virgin herself.

Mikan felt Natsume's left hand trail down her stomach again, while his right hand squeezed her breast. She yelped when she felt his hand go up her skirt and touch her there. Natsume smirked again and crashed his lips to hers. Mikan was so lost in the tongue war the two had she didn't even realize that Natsume pulled of her skirt and tossed it somewhere in the room, leaving her in nothing but her panties.

Mikan could feel the heat coil in her belly, so she took action and pushed Natsume away from her. He frowned, but gave her a reassuring smile. He wasn't going to overstep any boundaries. But Mikan shook her head and continued to push him until they reached the bed. His eyes widened and he looked down at her, questioning. She merely nodded and prepared to push him down. But before she could push him down, Natsume flipped them over and the two crashed onto the bed together. Natsume, who was now lying in top of Mikan, looked her in the eyes for a brief second before he made his way down until he was facing her womanhood.

Mikan felt her cheeks burn as Natsume pulled off her panties and tossed it over his head.

Mikan shrieked, suddenly embarrassed, but Natsume merely chuckled and pulled her closer, lifting her legs and placing them on his shoulders.

"Relax," he whispered as he kissed the ball of her foot. Mikan doubted she could relax in this position - his breath was tickling her feet! Natsume proceeded to kiss her down her leg until he reached the junction between her thighs.

She felt his hot tongue touch her slit lightly and she jumped, the sensation was foreign, but also arousing. He repeated this several times and Mikan could not help the moans that escaped her lips. Her moans' volume increased when he replaced his tongue with his fingers, and when they so deliciously curled inside of her she could nearly burst.

"N-Natsume," she managed to choke out his name, her breath heavy as she came. This was the first orgasm she had ever experience at the hand of another and it was extraordinary.

Natsume sat up and watched her, waiting for her to come down from her high.

But Mikan wasn't going to wait, as Natsume came back up to kiss Mikan on the lips, she rolled over so that she was on top of him. He groaned and she laughed in victory.

"You played with me, now I will play with you," she whispered in his ear, sending a shiver down his spine. She started to move down, trailing her hands on his muscular chest. She stopped when she came face to face with his manhood. Natsume watched her every move as she unzipped his jeans and pulled it off until it reached his knees, same for his boxers.

He blinked, confused. And then Mikan surprised him as she took his swollen member in her hands and leaned down to touch the tip with her tongue. She continued to explore, taking him in her mouth and gently moving up and down. His expression and groans made it clear that she was doing something right.

Natsume was gripping the sheets, trying to control himself. It felt amazing, but he did not want to lose control and scare her.

"Ahh, M-Mikan," he groaned and Mikan smiled in victory. He came in her mouth and she bravely swallowed it, although the taste was a bit strange.

This time it was Mikan's turn to sit up and wait for Natsume to recover. He took a little longer than she did, naturally, but when he was ready and hard again he grabbed her and swapped their positions. He disappeared for a few seconds and when Mikan turned to look what he was doing, she saw him pulling a foil packet from the drawer next to the bed.

He turned his attention back to her and looked her in the eyes, his own eyes reflecting his love, lust and respect he had for her. Mikan smiled and ran her fingers through his hair. He was giving her the option to say no. It made her stomach do somersaults. She nodded her permission and he gently eased himself in. After a few seconds of slow and painful movements, he finally plunged in and Mikan gasped as sensations ran down her back. It hurt, but him inside of her, a part of her, felt so right.

His movements were slow at first as he pulled out and plunged back in. He was being mindful and the tears that escaped Mikan's eyes were for the pain and for his gentleness. Finally Mikan started moving with him, bucking her hips, wanting that extra friction. He got the message and sped up, while also reaching between them and gently pinching the bundle of nerves between her legs. Soon they were both falling from their highs, their climaxes washing over them. Mikan closed her eyes and allowed the sensation to take over. Natsume did the same, but he made sure to pull back and collapse next to her rather than on top and crushing her.

"Natsume?" Mikan asked in-between exhausted huffs.

"Hm?" was the only response he could muster at this point in time.

"I love you," Mikan whispered as she curled up next to him.

"I love you too," he whispered back, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her closer. "I love you very much."


Meanwhile, in the room next door, a naked couple lay on their backs staring at the ceiling.

"Your neighbours are noisy," Hotaru pointed out.

"This is the first time they've made such noise," Ruka replied.

"I know. Makes you think, doesn't it?"

"About what?" Ruka asked. Hotaru smirked and rolled on top of her boyfriend.

"Doing the same." And then she leaned down and kissed him deeply.


Fin.