Marimite Sei x Youko 2
Sei's POV
"I missed you"
Those were very simple words. Uttered so softly... so gentle. Those words washed over me tickling some unfamiliar emotion. It awakened a craving inside of me. I wanted to be closer, to touch her... to take her.
I was momentarily stunned by how strong my reactions were, from just a casual embrace and just a few casual words.
This is Youko. My best friend. I reminded myself.
She must've felt me stiffen and she let go. The loss of contact making me long for it. I turned around and faced her. She was standing just a step away from me. I can see her blushing, I thought It was cute but she's not meeting my eyes. I reached out for her.
"In coming transmission. In coming..."
A robotic monologue coming from my now vibrating phone snapped me from whatever I was about to do.
I could almost hear the atmosphere shatter around us.
I fumbled for my phone and stared at the caller's number, still dazed from what was happening just a few second ago.
I answered the phone.
"Good afternoon Satou-san. We have your stuff here at the apartment lobby. Since the rain died down, we thought you'd appreciate a speedy delivery. Please process the authorization so we can bring them to your room."
"Ah...Yes. Yes, give me a minute and I'll meet you there."
I ended the call swiftly.
"Ah... It was the movers. I'll just go get my stuff at the lobby."
"Y-yeah, I'll come and help you unpack later."
I run down to the lobby and made all the arrangements. My things were all brought up in 30 minutes.
I was sitting in the middle of my living room, boxes littered the floor. I heard someone knocking at the door.
'Must be Youko'
"It's open. Come right in!", I shouted.
Youko found me lost in the sea of boxes.
"I don't know what to do. I don't know where to start" 'in more ways than one', I added in my thoughts as I'm reminded of the last scene we were in.
"We can start to figure out what's on the boxes", She suggested.
"I guess so"
'She's acting like the usual Youko. Was the atmosphere we had going back there just a figment of my imagination? Was I the only one feeling the tension. Damn, Am I just sexually frustrated?'
I focused on the task at hand. I want it done and over with so I can arranged my own thoughts later.
Close to midnight, we finished arranging everything. The only thing left to do is dispose the stacks of flattened empty boxes tomorrow.
We agreed to buy something at the convenient store for dinner and went back on our separate rooms. Too tired to stay up even a little longer. I ate my dinner fast and showered in record time.
I lay staring at the ceiling. I can feel my body getting heavy but my mind is still hyperactive. It must be because of that embrace.
'Am I really sexually frustrated?'
I thought of what happened.
She hugged me from behind and told me, she missed me. Thinking on it now, there should be nothing provocative or seductive about it.
'Was all of that just me?... I'm sexually frustrated?'
I flipped on my stomach and buried my face in my pillow. I muffled a scream. I can't believe I'm sexually frustrated, but that's where the arrows are pointing to.
I felt guilty realizing I just sexually fantasized about Youko, my best friend. How do I free myself from this frustration? Immediately the answer came to me. I'm a freaking adult, I know about getting laid and masturbation, only, I've never done it before. I never felt I needed to until now.
I decided to try it. Just go with the flow. Whatever feels good.
I closed my eyes and I imagined myself being touched by someone else, touching those same places with my own hands.
I started on my stomach. Drawing circles lightly with my fingers and imagined someone else was doing it to me. That someone is touching me so tenderly, caressing me lovingly with wicked slender fingers. Those fingers must belong to a woman. With my track record, of course it must be a woman.
Her fingers are now making its way up to my breast. She pushes up my bra to free my mounds cupping them reverently. I felt hot, so hot I'm starting to sweat. She run her thumbs over each of my nipples. I caught my breath and marvelled at this magical sensations. There were sparks of electricity working it's way all over my body. I heard myself moan and it only intensified my desire. She continued rubbing my protruding nipples, pinching them softly then roughly.
She freed one of my breast and her hand moved down slowly, her other hand continued with the assault from one breast to the other.
Her hand moved further south, over my belly and under my pants. She reached deeper until she found a small nub brushing lightly then massaging it expertly over my underwear. I stop breathing for a few seconds. I started to whimper. It felt so good. So good. It was like every cell on my body came alive. Stimulated by the attention focused on that bundle of nerves, I trembled. I am panting heavily now.
Those fingers pulled aside my underwear and touched my clit directly. The moment of contact was a mixture of bliss and torture. I am on edge. I feel like I'm running towards a cliff but instead of slowing down, I wanted to jump off it. I'm so near... I'm almost...
"I missed you"
Those words drove me mad. I bit my lips to stop myself from screaming. It was a pleasure like no other. That moment of sweet release. I ascended so high and exploded. It was glorious.
When I came back to my senses, still catching my breathe, I was mortified.
"I missed you"
Those words played over and over in my head. I opened my eyes to make sure she wasn't in my room. I was indeed alone.
"Good God. I just masturbated on my best friend!"
I couldn't believe it.
But what I couldn't believe more is the fact that I actually want to do my best friend.
I'm an ass.
Morning came too fast. I didn't get much sleep and I wanted to stay in bed longer.
There was a knock on my door. I ignored it.
"Sei get up! I want to get some groceries. You should come too!" the woman at the door shouted.
I sat up in an instant. That voice... that voice which was the reason I didn't get much sleep dare to wake me up?
I rushed to the door intending to tell her off and leave me alone.
As soon as I opened the door, she grabbed my face and gave me a quick kiss... on the cheek.
"Morning!" she chirp.
That kiss might have only meant to be a greeting for her but for a moment there, I thought she was going for my lips. With what I did last night and my realization after that. I instantly froze.
Before I could form any coherent word.
She marched off to her door, while saying,
"Go get changed. Knock when you're ready"
I was left dumbfounded.
'What just happened?'
I was jolted back from my thoughts when my stomach started to growl. I don't have to check my stock to know there is nothing there.
'I really do need to get some groceries.'
I changed clothes taking that time to calm myself. When I was finally confident of my emotional and mental stability. I headed to her door.
We had breakfast at a cafe.
We agreed to split the cost of groceries and agreed to eat together whenever possible. This way we can save up and we can prepare the meals together saving from needless effort.
So far, I was doing well. I haven't had a stray thought towards Youko. Last night's activity must've been effective and now I'm relieved of my sexual frustration. My reaction from the kiss on the cheek this morning was just a slip or so I believed.
I was pushing the cart and following behind Youko. She was discriminately throwing items in asking little of my opinion.
I might be a better cook but she's a better nutritionist.
A beautiful woman passed by the same aisle and we brushed shoulders due to the narrow space. I followed her with my gaze and smiled triumphantly. I was happy to prove that I am no longer sexually frustrated. I didn't feel anything about that sudden brush nor do I feel any attraction to that woman. I returned my gaze in front of me, smile still plastered on my face.
I was met by murderous black orbs.
"What?", I ask.
"hmnmp. Idiot", she walked on stomping her feet.
I didn't get what her problem was but I just continued smiling feeling proud on myself.
I was still cheerful when we got back to her apartment. It was the first door before mine so we unpacked her groceries first.
I can see Youko is still miffed. She was handling the groceries like a child having a tantrum. The eggs almost broke while she was placing them on the egg holder.
"I don't know what your problem is but don't torture the food", I half joked.
"Shut up!"
She continued with her tantrum and It got me irked.
I grabbed her wrist to stop her and scold her but the moment I touched her, I knew I shouldn't have. I let go of her as fast as I can.
I can see she was shocked.
But I cannot be mistaken. I felt same sparks of electricity I which coursed through me last night.
'That's not possible. How could I want her like this? I just relieved myself last night.'
"Y-YOU IDIOT!", she shouted at me
"Me?... What did I ever do to you?"
"Nothing! nothing at all but you're still an idiot", she said still a little loud
"What are you telling me? I don't get you", my voice getting louder as well.
She moved and shouted straight to my face.
"I saw you with the lady at the grocery. You followed her with your eyes and smiled like a maniac. You perv. I bet you were fantasizing about her weren't you? You're despicable! You Idiot!", she said pointing a finger and poking me hard by the shoulder to make a point.
'What?...that was totally the opposite of what I was thinking'
It got me riled up. I'm so angry at her accusations. I hate it when I get accused of something I didn't do and I know I'm not guilty of that. I clenched my fist so tight trying to hold myself back.
"Stop accusing me of such nonsense and stop calling me an idiot!", I shouted back now.
"Or what?", she taunted.
"I'll shut YOU up!", I threatened. By now, I've reached my limit.
"You can try but..."
I didn't let her finished. As I promised I shut her up.
I crashed my lips on hers, tasting a hint of mint and sweet vanilla. Her lips were so soft against mine. I couldn't stop myself, I devoured those damnable lips. I've taken so much and I still crave for more. I couldn't get enough of her. I forced my tongue inside her mouth. Anything I touch with my tongue I claimed for myself. This must be the taste of ambrosia, the food of the gods. I stroke the top of her mouth with my tongue and was rewarded with a moan... moan? Was that of pleasure or of hurt?
I was brought back to my senses and I untangled myself from her in a flash, almost throwing her off balance.
We stared at each other. I can see her eyes bulging from disbelief.
Her hair is a mess. Her face is flushed and her lips a little swollen.
She was beautiful.
I groaned inwardly.
She was right. I am despicable. I am an idiot.
She must hate me now.
"I'm sorry..." I said regretfully, knowing that I've hurt her. I wanted to say more but my mind is still reeling and my body still burning.
I left in a hurry and went to my own apartment. I threw myself on my bed.
I started to cry.
'What have I done? She must hate me now. Forcing myself on her like that. What if she leaves me too?'
Pain. I felt that before but this is much worse. I am grief stricken by the mere thought of losing her.
'No,no,no... I can't lose her. I can't have another train wreck. This time I know I wouldn't survive it. Just thinking about it is killing me. I love her too much to ...'
'I love her', this sudden admission shook me. This wasn't just a simple love to a friend, I know that now.
'I'm in love with Youko', All emotions that have been bombarding me came to a halt.
"I'm in love with Youko", I repeated loudly.
'Oh God, I'm in love with her and I just hurt her!'
End of chapter 2
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