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Unexpected Forever
1/?
A chance made

There wasn't anything remotely interesting happening in class. Akihisa sighed, looking out the window and wondered why life was going so slow for him. He grimaced when a ball of paper hit the back of his head. He picked it up, unrolled it and read it out of sight from the teacher.

Yoshii,

We're having a sleep-over at Shouko's place tonight for the weekend - it's best for you to accept so there won't be any death or disasters - have your sister pick us up...I mean it, man.

Idiot, don't do anything I wouldn't do.
-Shimada

Aki-kun, I'll be waiting for you there with snacks for you!
-Himeji

He groaned, knowing that he had no other choice but to attend now. He crumpled the piece of paper and stuffed it in his pocket. Akihisa looked out the window, lamenting on the dream he woke up from this morning - - a dream he hadn't had for months and suddenly it was haunting him with desires he hadn't felt before. The girl's identity was unknown - - he ruled out Shimada and Himeji because they didn't have long, dark hair that flowed down their back... the curve of her back, the slight dimples there as his vision journeyed down to see a firm behind, her nakedness affected him to a point where it was painful to walk to the bathroom to take a shower.

He shook his head, ridding of the thought of that mystery girl.

-x-

"Aki-kun~ don't do anything you're not suppose to. Bye, darling brother!" His sister, Akira, sing-songed as she drove away. Akihisa shivered at the warning dripping from those words, knocking out any lecherous hope from his body. But he knew that no girl could like him, it just seemed...highly improbable.

Sighing, he took his bags, bracing himself for anything unexpected when he arrived at Shouko's door. He decided to ring the doorbell, startled when it shocked him.

"Akihisa-san, you're...here," Shouko's voice said monotonously, indicating no joy or dismay, and it was a refreshing welcome to the usual verbal and physical abuse he received from Shimada and Himeji.

"Yeah...where am I sleeping tonight?" He asked, curious as to what room he would be staying in for the weekend.

"We're sleeping in pairs." She replied, leading him to what room he was going to be in. They stopped in front of a door and Shouko seemed hesitant to say the next words. A dread built in his stomach at the steely look in her eyes.

"You...are going to be ...sleeping with me."

It took a few moments to understand the mere significance of what she said. He blinked, hummed then nodded.

"Alright, which side of the bed do you want? Or I can take the floor." He said, putting down his bags behind the door to observe Shouko's room. It was a fair mix between light and dark colors, a perfect contrast. It was a tasteful room with a few antiques set up.

And the bed seemed big enough for the two of them - - but he wanted to know if Shouko would be comfortable enough to have him in her bed. He gazed at her silently, wondered what her answer would be.

"The floor for now," The dark-haired girl said, heading to her dresser and picking out her night clothing.

He nodded, it wasn't worst than the facilities at school for Class F before he realized that she was already getting changed. Her skirt was gone and she was pulling her shirt over her head when he felt the familiar pressure of a nosebleed coming. He covered his eyes, blindingly walking to where the door - - where he last saw it - - to give Shouko privacy. But Akihisa felt a hand gripping the back of his shirt and tugging him back before arms encircled his shoulders and her body press against his from behind.

"Eh? Um...may I ask you to let go, Shouko-san?" He mumbled, clenching his hands into fists to keep his self-resolve. If he were to guess, it felt like she was trying to seduce him or something.

Warm breath tickled the sensitive shell of his ear, "Why should I? If I let you go now, you'll be looking at my naked body...and it would rouse suspicion among Shimada and Himeji to check up on us."

Realization hit him hard, he would die if he didn't get out of this room from Shimada and Himeji's lethal attacks...or he would die of blood loss with his last sight being of Shouko's naked body. He grabbed the blanket and pulled it over them before rolling on his stomach and then sliding out of her embrace. Akihisa stood up, glancing at the blanket-covered body with relief. His minute plan worked - - and he headed out of the room, a smug satisfaction lacing his voice.

"You should do better than that, Shouko-san."

-xx-

They all met up in the living room, clearing it for space to play Spin the Bottle - - a game he thought they got over at a young age. But he didn't mind, they probably would do a truth or dare / 7 minutes in heaven style mix-up. Currently, he sat beside Shouko, who slithered between the space of him and Shimada - she didn't notice due to Yuuji's starting turn. Akihisa stiffened when Shouko pressed against him boldly, he could feel the soft flesh of her breasts, a wonderful feeling placed upon his left arm.

The bottle landed on Youko, and Yuuji asked him to choose between truth or dare. Of course it was truth - - the easier way for some.

Akihisa didn't pay attention to the question when he felt a hand on his thigh, the heat of Shouko's palm made him ache - - but he pressed down that desire. What was going on with Shouko today? He wondered, feeling uneasy when Shimada sent him a suspicious glare.

A few hours passed and Akihisa had the luck to not once get chosen. Except this time, Shouko's turn for spinning the bottle after she chose truth landed on him. He gulped, perspiring under the intensity of her stare.

"Dare," the word escaped his mouth so smoothly he was surprised. A few of his friends thought so, too.

Shouko seemed delighted at the fact, her lips curled into a titillating smile that showed her beauty full force.

"I dare you to french kiss me on the lips for an hour." Her eyes challenged him - - Akihisa felt aggressive at the assumption that most of his friends thought he would chicken out. But he mentally chuckled at them.

"Alright then," he said, pulling her on top his lap and cupped Shouko's cheeks. He read a few of his sister's girl magazines to know that to set the right mood, their eyes had to be connected. He felt her tense up and he drew her in closely.

"Relax," he whispered, stroking her head softly, she mewled, leaning back for his touch. He messaged her scalp, putting his other hand on the back of her neck and brought her close to him that only millimeters separated their lips.

Her lips trembled against his, it was a dry peck - - but he kissed her again. Opening his mouth to wet his and her mouth with his tongue, he reacted instinctively when she grabbed the lapels of his button up shirt. There was a faint pressure in his lower abdomen that he hadn't felt before, and he pressed closer. Their lips smacked together, tongues shyly dueling but getting to know each other. He bravely plunged into her mouth, exploring the sweetness that hit his taste buds, wanting more - - needing more.

Shouko gasped, her tongue softening under his command. Her head tilted to accept him more comfortably - - and he felt her legs encircle his waist, their bodies had no space between them. He could feel her heat, he was so close that he was sure his racing heart matched hers. It was an exciting aspect to feel so intimately connected with just a kiss. Every time she shifted her hips, his rose up - - and a low moan escaped her, he muffled it so only he could hear the sweet sounds coming from her. Sounds he was causing.

The rest of the world didn't seem to exist anymore - - all his senses were focused solely on Shouko. The feel of her chest pressing against his through the thin fabric of his shirt, the heat of her body singed him, his hands splayed across her back to have her close as possible. He could hear light pants and his ragged breathing mixing, the tips of their tongues fought gently, slowly. He couldn't get enough of her taste, it was addicting to him and the dare was forgotten in his mind. It didn't matter if an hour had passed but he wanted to kiss Shouko until time stopped.

Her hips rocked against his, their pelvic regions bumping until their sexes met and throbbed - - aching for that sweet first release. He gripped her hips tightly, forcing her to lock against him tightly. Their mouths clumsily slipped on one another, saliva dripped down their chin. He could feel that tightly wound coil ready to break under her heat, Akihisa felt her stiffen and tremble before he followed her into blissfulness. His cock throbbed quickly as it ached for more contact.

Shouko's fingers dug into his shoulders when he shifted slightly, trying to rid of the uncomfortable feeling of wetness staining the outside and inside of his pants' crotch area. Her mouth moved lazily against his, conveying her fatigue.

He grabbed a hold of her behind, hoisting her up with him as he unsteadily climbed the stairs to their shared room.

-xxx-

"What. Was. That. Idiot. Doing?" Yuuji asked, stunned at watch Shouko and Akihisa make out like a bunch of hormones gone crazy.

"Akihisa..." Two female voices whispered, colored with pain and jealousy.

Kouta woke up, scratching his head, asking a "What happened?" Before being knocked out by Shimada and Himeji due to their troubled feelings towards Akihisa.

"I-I never t-t-thought he w-w-would do t-that!"

Yuuji chuckled. "Well, he sure had courage. That was a surprise."

They all looked at the stairs where Akihisa and Shouko went up. Probably to continue their activities...the thought of them together - - kissing and who knows what else, hurt for Shimada and Himeji to even think about.

Shouko had more courage than them to ask Akihisa that dare - - a dare they thought of asking but the bottle's timing was cursed and never right.

It hurt to think about it - - but Shouko would probably come to her senses, after all...she did love Yuuji.

Right? A niggling doubt worked its way into Shimada and Himeji. The worry didn't go away for the rest of the night.