JULY 21, 2015: HELLO! I just replaced this really old story of mine because when I browsed through it, everything about it was wrong (grammar and all) and I couldn't help but edit it. It still looks the same as before - its structure and writing style (even though it sucks real bad) because I wanted to keep the first fan fic I've written that way as much as possible. And besides, a lot of people loved it so what's the point of revising the entire thing again, amirite.
Actually one of the best Kahoko x Len stories I have ever written, although I didn't post the others because they were all ugly products of my imagination. I do hope you'll enjoy this one though! I hope you'll appreciate it, because I worked so hard on this fan fic! (That's what my 2010 me said. Oh LOL)
I wanna hear feedback, you guys. Especially you, lingeron! You know who you are, hehe.
I don't own any of the La Corda d'Oro characters.
"Tsukimori-kun?"
"Hm?"
"Uh, what are you doing?"
"I am… baking a cake."
"Oh."
"Can't you tell?"
He faces me and raises his eyebrows at me.
He was wearing an apron that had pink clouds and heart prints on it.
"Nice apron. It fits you so well, Tsukimori-kun," I giggle.
"Oh, shut up." His face reddens as he continues with his work.
"You don't mind me helping you?"
"Sure, I don't mind. Just don't mess up anything," he replies, his back facing me.
"I promise."
"I love you, Kahoko."
I blush, not expecting that at all.
"I… I love you too, Tsukimori-kun."
"Len is fine with me."
"We're finished! I can't believe it."
Len wipes his forehead, looking at our very own masterpiece.
"It looks good…" I stare at it longingly.
He laughs softly and asks. "Shall we eat?"
I nod my head vigorously.
We get our own forks, bringing the cake in the living room.
We both eat the cake with Len feeding me as if we were newlyweds.
After finishing what we had just baked a few minutes ago, Len smirks suspiciously.
I look at him and tilt my head in curiosity.
"What's wrong?"
He chuckles and says something above a whisper.
"Don't do that. You're turning me on."
"E-Eh?!" I blush madly.
But before I could say anything else, he leans in close to me.
Without realizing it, I feel his tongue on my nose, licking the cake frosting off.
I blush even redder and feel my entire body shuddering at the sudden action.
Len pulls away, licking his lips clean.
"L-Len…"
"Not to mention it."
I blush as red as a tomato.
He stands up, bringing the dirty dishes to the sink.
I stand up and touch my nose in hesitation.
I could still feel the warm sensation on my skin – Len licking my nose clean of cake frosting.
My face heats up once again.
I walk fast to my room, slamming the door shut.
I reach for my drawer and pull out my Len stuff toy.
I stare at it then hug it tightly.
Len can be so unpredictable at times…
I take a glimpse of my clock, showing 9:32 P.M.
I turn off all the lights excluding the lamp beside my bed.
I hug my Len stuff toy close to my chest when I feel slight breathing on my neck.
I shiver and open my eyes.
"Kahoko…"
Len's arms encircle my waist.
"Do you need a little company?"
I tremble at his sweet, velvety tone of voice.
His arms grip my body tight, making me blush.
"I-I didn't hear you come in."
He chuckles. "You were about to drift off to sleep. I checked on you then saw you all alone on your bed. I decided to accompany you in your sleep."
"L-Len, thank you for your concern but…"
He shakes his head.
He moves in and places butterfly kisses on my neck, up to my jaw, then finally on my lips.
I couldn't help but kiss back.
We both pull away gently when he glances at my Len stuff toy.
He lets out a laugh and hugs me again.
"Why do you sleep with a stuff toy when you can have the real thing?"