Oh dear…what am I doing? I have my chem. Exam on Monday. It's Saturday night and I am writing this instead of studying. There are no lemons for Satou and Takagi. That bothers me!! This one is kind of a half lemon, I BRUTALLY CHICKEN OUT AT THE END! Oh well, I put it in M because it is definitely still too much for T. Oh man this is crazy, but I am going to do this anyway. Review if you feel like it. I disclam all characters. They belong to Gosho (who should let them have sex). =D
He was on fire, despite the ice cold rain sinking into his suit. How he had even gotten to this place with her escaped his memory. Takagi Wataru couldn't have possibly cared less. He looked up at her again, the heat clouding his judgment. Frustration and lust were boiling inside him, almost controlling him. The woman in front of him was leaning on her car afraid to make eye contact with him. Very afraid…
"Miwa…" he growled at her taking a step in her direction. Her head snapped up, her eyes wide and set on his approaching figure. Like the force of gravity her eyes were pulled to his; she felt herself shrink under his stare, his grey-blue orbs were blazing with emotion. Miwako had never, ever imagined that he could even look at some one in such a way.
She winced as he slammed his hands against her car on either side of her head. He stood in front of her, trapping her between himself and her own vehicle. She could almost feel the heat coming from the man's body. No one was around, they were pulled over on a little side stretch of dirt beside the rode on a mountain pass leading out of the city. The rain continued to pour as she looked up into his face.
"I want you." He stated quietly but with so much force she began to tremble slightly. Unable to avoid it, she looked into his face once more. Drops of rain were sliding down his cheeks and clinging to his dark hair. His eyes still burned into hers, begging for a response. She opened her mouth and found it almost impossible to speak:
"But I-." She stopped when his hand cupped the left side of her wet face. "Miwako, I need you… Sleep with me." Miwako's eyes went wide, her heart felt like it would rip out of her chest. Her breath caught in her throat, his forward request had taken her by surprise.
He knew that if she wanted to stop things before they started that she would need to push him away now. Still, no matter how badly he wanted her right now or ever, he wouldn't touch her without her consent. Despite the infinite depth of the fire held in his eyes, Miwako wasn't afraid of him.
No, she was afraid of the undeniable desire that was welling within her own heart, spreading to the rest of her body like some sort of disease. She noticed him leaning in toward her face, his lips parting, and his breathing rough. Unable to resist him, Miwako closed her eyes and parted her lips, her face was burning from his closeness. Takagi's eyes flew up in excitement as he watched her, he silently rejoiced as he received her silent permission.
Not wanting to waste another second he closed the distance between them, capturing her lips with his own. He let the hand that was cupping her face stroke her cheek. He removed the other from the car and placed it on her neck. He tilted her head up higher granting him more access to her face. The kiss was intense, he let his passion for her overtake him as he kissed her as deeply as he could without hurting her.
Much to his delight she was kissing him back for all she was worth, pushing herself up and into his mouth as much as she could. She followed the movements of his lips as he opened and closed his mouth on hers. She moaned deeply when he thrust his tongue into her mouth, her hands grasping at his waist and holding on for support. She could feel her knees giving out as his tongue slid over hers. Wataru felt her slipping down and encircled an arm around her waste. Realizing she needed his support he pressed his body against hers pinning her against the side of her red FD.
He broke the kiss for air, gasping. He held her against him, the rain cooling his heated face to a certain point. It felt so damn good. He guided her head down to her car as he pushed himself up against her even more. Miwako opened her eyes in time to see him press his wet, swollen lips into her neck. He kissed it doing his best to be gentle and control himself. He hoped to God he wasn't being too rough. Suddenly, her voice calling out his name halted his movements.
"Wait Wataru, we can't do this out here. Anyone can see us." He lifted his head up to hers and looked around. "You're right, I don't want anyone ruining this." He spoke without hesitation surprising even himself with his own determination. Never mind what I just asked for.
"Come on, get in." Miwako spoke almost frantically. It was clear to Wataru as he moved around to the passenger side of the car that Miwako wanted him just as badly. As fast as he possibly could he jumped in her car, she did the same. She jammed the key into the ignition and started the engine. She pulled away almost recklessly, pushing the pedal down to the floor.
"Where?" he asked unable to keep the anticipation from his voice. "Your mother is at your place so how about mine?" Miwako considered his suggestion before dismissing it.
"No, the chance of someone seeing us is high. We'll go out of the city."
"A hotel then?" he asked though it was much more a statement. She nodded to him removing one hand off the steering wheel to grasp his hand, squeezing it gently.
"You know I want this just as much right?" She said, her eyes never leaving the road. He smiled, bringing her hand up to his lips and kissing her knuckles.
"Of course."
A few moments later they passed a sign that told them they had left Beika and were entering the next city. Takagi didn't really care where as long as it was nice and private. Ten minutes later Miwako pulled into a parking lot of a nice looking hotel. Takagi stepped out of the car as she did and felt the heat start to overtake him again. The mood between them hadn't seemed the least bit awkward despite the fact that they were looking for a place to sleep together. Takagi figured their mutual lust had taken care of that.
His heart began to pound as they entered the lobby and walked over to the main desk. The receptionist, a young woman, looked at the soaked couple and then past them out the glass doors through which they had just entered.
"Oh dear, is it raining out there still?" she asked slightly dejected.
"Oh, yeah, it's raining alright." Takagi answered the slightest bit impatient. Before she could speak again he made his request for a room. He didn't allow his voice to shake.
"We're still far away from home and didn't feel like driving in the storm." Takagi was shocked to find the lie role off his tongue so easily. If the woman knew he was lying she didn't say anything. Instead she turned around and grabbed a key off the hook. Takagi handed her his credit card. 30 seconds later she handed him back the card and the key to their room, #304.
Takagi couldn't remember if he had even thanked her before he headed toward the elevator with Miwako close behind him. They stepped in quickly waiting for the doors to close before Takagi wrapped his arms around her. Reaching the third floor Takagi stepped out with Miwako. His heart began to beat furiously as he reached #304.
"Open it." Miwako was getting impatient. Takagi jammed the key into the lock and unlocked it. He entered the room pulling her in with him before closing the door and securing the dead bolt and secondary chain lock. He whipped around and scooped the woman he loved into his arms, cradling her light form. He kissed her before walking over to the bed and placing her on it.
Wataru hurriedly pulled off his shoes and kicked them away from the bed. Miwako did the same, the colour rising on her face. She shivered and he noticed.
"You're cold?" he asked concerned. She nodded, "The rain has me completely soaked."
"I'll warm you up in a minute." He said in his best attempt at a 'sexy' voice. He stood ready to tare his suit jacket off when she stood and stopped him.
"Let me do it please." She said as she unbuttoned the suit and pulled it off his shoulders. He too, was soaked right through. He helped her slip his arms out of the garment and she let it fall to the floor on his request.
He kissed her cheek as he made to remove her own jacket, letting it fall to the floor a foot away from his grey one. He wrapped his arms around her and crushed her to him, she was cold he could tell. She looked up and kissed his lips, hugging him back as tightly as she could. He started to lose himself in her scent which was still somewhat distant. The desire he felt for her was intensifying with each passing second. He pressed his nose into her jet black hair as she started to unbutton his shirt after pulling off his tie. He inhaled her scent as he buried his face further into her damp hair. Wataru's eyes shot wide open when her hands touched his bare chest, Miwako was desperately running her hands all over him.
She ripped the garment off his arms and forcefully pushed him down onto the bed. She crawled on top of the young officer straddling him effectively. Before he could say anything she pulled on her blouse undoing all the buttons in one go and shrugged it off her shoulders, it too fell to the floor.
"Hey, no fare!" I wanted to take it off!
She flashed a fox like grin, "Sorry, Taru, but don't worry I'll let you do the rest." He hadn't really been paying attention to the end of her sentence his eyes had locked onto her (in his opinion) stunning body. She caught him staring and smiled, "Oh, there isn't a problem is there keiji-san?" She teased him.
"You're gorgeous Miwa!" he growled as he pulled her down on top of him, his hands caressing her nearly bare back. They kissed each other aggressively before Miwako broke the kiss and started to nip at his ear lobe. He turned his head to the side closing his eyes, his hands resting motionless on her back. She bit down gently flicking her tongue over the surface.
He groaned and tangled one hand in her bra strap, "Miwako, a-are you sure this is what you want?" he whispered.
She left his ear and moved to his neck, sucking on it gently. "Yes, you are the only one I want. Don't ask again." She spoke seriously with a little bit more force then she meant to. "Now, take it off" she said rolling her shoulders back before attacking his neck again.
Wataru blushed at her words, it was obvious what she was referring to. Her lips never left his moist skin as his shaking hands fumbled with the clasp. "Come on baby…" she moaned into his neck, sending shivers down his spine. After a few more seconds of struggling with the clasp he finally managed to undo it. Unsure of how to proceed he simply traced his fingers along the skin of her back where the material had been a few second earlier. She lay on top of him motionless, she was enjoying the way he started to knead her back. He lifted his head off the mattress and pushed his lips into her shoulder he gently bit down on her skin savoring the salty taste.
Feeling some of her strength return, Miwako pecked his cheek before sitting up. She straddled him once more looking down into his handsome face. Feeling extremely self-conscious she slowly peeled the lacy material off her body and threw it to the floor. The look on his face was one of 'aw', his mouth hung open in shock as he stared at her.
"Well…am I okay?" she asked nervously, feeling more vulnerable than she had ever felt in her entire life.
"Oh, God damn…" he muttered as he suddenly sat up, his hands rushed to her sides, he was breathing so hard he was starting to get dizzy. Miwako stiffened then relaxed as he pushed his head into her chest. Slowly she wrapped her arms around his head and neck pulling him into her. He moaned in appreciation, tightening his hold on her.
"Miwako, you are mine." He spoke directly into her chest causing a slight vibration.
She planted a kiss on his head, burying her face in his soft hair. "Mmm.." she responded. After a few minutes of this, Takagi decided he was content and pulled her back down with him.
"I think we need to slow down a bit. I-I'm happy to just—." She cut him off with a gentle kiss before pulling back and looking into his eyes.
"Let's take the rest of our wet stuff off and rest then shall we?" She smiled happily at him. He nodded and started to unbuckle his belt as she rolled of him and started to remove her skirt. Wataru pulled off his pants as Miwako got out of bed wearing only her underwear. Wataru blushed as he watched her pick up their things and head into the bathroom. She came back a minute later, grinning sheepishly at him as she crawled onto the bed. He draped the covers over them both then he pulled her close to him.
"I hung up our clothes so they'll be dry in the morning." She said as she snuggled against him.
"Nice boxers by the way. I can't say I was expecting silk." She giggled, tightening her grip on his body. "I like it." she added.
"Oh yeah, well if lace could kill, I'd be dead." He smiled wildly at her. Her eyes narrowed dangerously as her lips curved into the most seductive smile he had ever seen.
"Ah, so you're definitely into lace." She smirked, watching his face go red.
Wataru ran his fingers gently over her lacy underwear. "You got me there detective." He purred leaning in for a loving kiss.
Oh my… the time I should have been studying for chemistry, spent writing this cop-out half lemon. They didn't even have sex! LAME! It got close, but I chickened out. Review if you want. If you are one of those exceptional authors and thought this was mediocre at best, then please, write a nice fic about Satou and Takagi and show me how it's done. Such an amazing pairing should not have to put up with crappy fanfiction. *sad and desperate face*. If you happen to think this wasn't too bad then leave me a review and a high five. SERIOUSLY THOUGH, WE NEED MORE SATOU/TAKAGI FANFICS!!!