A/N: Hey everyone! First of all, Merry Christmas! It may not be today, but I'll say it anyways :P So…! Uh… Here's a new Ayushiki fic! I guess this is kind of a christmas present for all my fans out there? If that makes sense, lol. Once again, this one is different from the other fics I've written, but I think it'll be….an entertaining one, hehe. I was going to rate this one M, but the scenes won't be too explicit, so I think I'll go with the usual T rating. Oh well, hope you guys will like this one too! PLZ ENJOY ;3
The pale moonlight shone beautifully through the huge window in my room and lit it up brighter than any lamp could. This privellege was given to me due to my loving family's financial situation; A gallant house with 4 floors, a room most girls could only dream of with a window that let me enjoy the most beautiful view and of course… the balcony the window led to. During nights like this one, I would go out to the balcony and gaze at the stars and the moon if I felt like it… At least, I used to. Until… the night two months ago, which was just like this one.
*BANG BANG!*
I hid my face in my knees and leaned back in my bed as I heard the banging coming from the window. Every time, I would tell myself that I wouldn't go with the flow like I always did. However, it always ended the same way. All because of him.
I sighed and turned to the window, narrowing my eyes at the manly figure that looked at me from outside with his silvery eyes. I thickly swallowed and furrowed my eyebrows together when he smirked at me… As if he'd already won. Don't open the window. Don't open the window. Don't open the window.
Ugh…
I got up from my bed and went to the window to unlock it. Why am I doing this…? Pleased by my actions, the blonde boy patted my head, went inside my room and said: «Excuse me.»
I groaned and said: «If only you could say that every time you try to get in…» He chuckled and said: «Now now, no need to act this coldly, Ayumi. I always give you the option to not open the window, don't I? That basically means, that you want me to come in.» I glared at him and hissed out: «You NEVER give me a choice, Yoshiki. You always expect a victory.» No matter how much I try to upset him, he always meets my insults with a smile.
«Ayumi… Do you want me to pity you or something?» he asked after he sat down on my bed. I shook my head. He cocked his head to the side and smirked before stating: «I can't help it. When I'm only a few houses next to one of the most attractive girls at Kisaragi High, I won't let her escape from my grasp…»
«Enough already!» I yelled out, quietly so that I wouldn't wake up any of my parents. These walls are paper-thin… I've been fighting this annoyance for over two months after he out of nowhere suddenly… That day, he… Ugh, the first night he snuck into the balcony and climbed up to my window…
«You're so cute, Ayumi…» Yoshiki muttered and smiled as he stroked my chin with his fingertips and looked down at the light-pink nightgown I was wearing. I can't believe I'm letting him do all this to me…
«You were about to sleep?» he asked. «Mhm… But I decided to wait for you,» I said, irritated. «How sweet. Can't sleep without some of my sweet lovin'?» he asked in a husky voice, smirking at me. My eyes widened and I stuttered out: «T-That's not what I said! I just didn't want you to wake me up while I was sleeping!» He chuckled, making me immediately cover his mouth.
«Don't you realize what will happen if my parents find you? Again?!» I asked. He sighed and said, my hand still covering his mouth: «Okay, so your parents hate me… So what? It's not like I act like that in front of everyone.» «But they think you do. That's the point,» I said. I still clearly remember that night three weeks ago, when dad found him while he was… pinning me down on the bed. The way Yoshiki talked back at him, only made the situation way more worse. Ever since, my parents have been very paranoid.
«Ayumi…» he said, slowly removing my hand from his mouth, but still keeping it close to his lips. I didn't dare to look into his eyes, but he forced his piercing gaze into my mind, saying: «You know that I've never done anything outrageous to you.» I nodded and mumbled: «But… You still do some stuff to me… every single time…» He nodded and brought my hand close to his lips. Gosh… I don't even like him… He's just a random guy in the classroom next to mine that for some reason wants to see me every night and… «fullfill his desires». And every night… I let him.
He called my name again and again while kissing my hand. His kisses were gentle at first, like always. But when he led me to my bed, he acted a bit more passionate. Yoshiki cupped my cheeks and gently pushed me down onto the bed and then slid his hands all the way down to my waist and hips, gently rubbing them.
«Yoshiki…» I whispered, looking up at his drowsy eyes. It was clear that he wanted to see a certain expression from me… Oh god, my cheeks! Noticing my embarrassment, Yoshiki smirked at me and moved his lips to my earlobe, gently stroking his lips along it, making me shiver. «How lovely….» he whispered in my ear, wettening my ears. Oh… I tightly clenched my fists and desperately tried to keep my moans down. But that got so difficult, when he moved from my ear to the nape of my neck.
«Nm…Ah…!» I moaned out, but I quickly covered my mouth. I begged to God that Yoshiki didn't hear me moan, but of course he did. I could feel his lips on my neck curling up into a smile and whispered: «That sounded nice…»
I turned my head to the side, but Yoshiki gently grabbed my chin and turned my head back to make me face him. I gulped as I recognized his desiring expression. «Ayumi… Your cheeks are red,» he said, stroking my cheek with his fingertips. My lips were shaking so badly at his surprisingly… attractive expression. I stuttered out: «Y-Yoshiki… This is so…» He chuckled and said: «Embarrassing?» I nodded, pressing my lips together.
He leaned in closer and planted a kiss on my nose. «You're really cute like this… There's no need to be shy,» he whispered, his breath hitting my lips. No ordinary girl would let a boy like Yoshiki do things like that to her… That's what upset me the most. It's not like Yoshiki is…raping me. He's usually gentle with me when he makes a move. But… I just don't know why I'm letting him do this to me when I don't even have feelings for him.
Yoshiki unbuttoned his shirt while he was still hovering his body over me. He had only done that a few times, but the times he did… I didn't feel as uncomfortable. He threw his shirt off and took a hold of my cheeks before once again leaning in. In reflex, I closed my eyes when he called my name one more time before passionately pressed his lips against mine.
He pressed his bare torso against my body and held me close while kissing me. «Nmm…» he moaned out, sneaking his hand underneath my nightgown to caress my waist. «Mn… Yoshiki….» I gasped out in reaction. Why the hell did I close my eyes…?! I really am just going with the flow every single time this happens! Yoshiki opened his eyes, revealing a slight sparkle in his eyes as he pleasently smiled at me. He… He really is enjoying this. That pervert…
*KNOCK KNOCK!*
We both turned to the door that the knocking sound was coming from and immediately got up when we heard a panicked voice saying: «Ayumi, sweetie? Have you gone to bed already?»
Yoshiki quickly grabbed his shirt and went out of the window and hid behind the curtains. «U-Uh… Not yet, mom. I'm having trouble sleeping,» I said. «Oh… Can I come in for a bit?» she asked. I turned my head to make sure that Yoshiki was hiding until I said. «Yeah, go ahead.» The door opened and mom entered, looking extremely worried.
«Ayumi… Are you scared that that boy will come back?» she asked. «What? Pftt… I'm not even scared of him. He won't ever hurt me… At least I'm positive that he won't,» I said. Mom sighed and said: «Stay away from him, Ayumi. Even at school, don't you dare interact with him.» «I won't… Can I go to bed now?» I asked. Mom nodded and kissed me on the forehead and said: «Goodnight, darling,» before leaving.
I sighed in relief and sat back down on my bed. Yoshiki smiled from the window while he put his shirt on. I couldn't really smile back… For over two months, this popoular student has snuck into my room at night and done erotic things to me, even though we don't have a romantic relationship… On top of that, there's another thing that bothers me.
I don't know if Yoshiki really has feelings for me, or if he's just lusting for me.
A/N: What are your thoughts about the first chapter? I'll try to update as often as I usually do, but with all of my plans for christmas that'll be a bit hard, but I'll do my best! UNTIL NEXT TIME ;3