Rin

"...Rin!" You look over at the dark-blue-haired 15-year-old. His face turns bright red and you instantly feel bad for him. You had heard that he had a crush on you but you weren't absolutely sure. At least that fact was clear now.

The pair of you stood up and were hustled by Shiemi into the bedroom. You sat down gently on the bed, Rin sitting next to you. "So, um, _...I have a confession to make," Rin said quietly. This was unlike him, you realized, tilting your head ever so slightly. "Yes, what is it?"

You listened to him ramble for a few minutes, then he says, "But I guess what I'm trying to say is that I really, um, like you, _." You knew that he was going to get to this, but you still were a little shocked by something so flattering. "Well, thanks, Rin," you replied, feeling your face start to heat up. "I-I like you, too." This was unventured territory for you. You had never really talked like this to anyone before. Partly because of school but partly because of your, well, untrusting attitude. He looked at you with surprise. "Really? I didn't think I even had a chance with you, especially after what you did to Shima..."

You quickly thought back to what you did to Shima. It was a party last year, everyone was trying to be "cool" by being drunk, and he had gotten a little too handsy for your liking when he joined you in the bathroom, so you dunked his head in the toilet, dropped a bar of soap down his pants, and poured an entire bottle of shampoo down his shirt. He hadn't quite been the same since.

"Oh, well, that was a one time thing," you quickly tried to cover up. You really actually liked Rin, everything about him was hot, and in some ways, adorable. You were slightly relieved when he smiled back at you and said, "Great, so, what are we going to do for another 15 minutes?" You watched his face turn bright red again as he stood up quickly, waving his arms. "No-no! Th-that's not what I meant!" You chuckled, stood up, and threw your arms around him, and felt him freeze with surprise. "Relax," you murmured into his ear. He relaxed for a moment, then pushed you forward onto the bed, his arms blocking you from escaping. Well actually, his entire body was blocking you from escaping. Not that you wanted to.

You ran your hands down his shirt, tracing the abs hiding beneath them. You felt his stomach tighten as you got closer down, and then ran your hands up under his shirt towards his face, pulling it over his head. You blinked in shock at his astonishing 6-pack. You noticed you had been taken aback by a lot of things at this party, and here was another one. He looked down at you, smirking, "You like what you see?" You sneered right back at him, saying, "Why don't you have an 8-pack?" His mouth made an O-shape, then back to a smirk as he said, "I'll show you why I don't need an 8-pack."

You gasped as he pushed his hand under your own shirt, pushing up the bra you were wearing. His strong digits fiddled with your nipples as his palms cupped the rest of your breast. You tossed your head back with pleasure, absolutely loving the sensation. You placed your arms around his back to support yourself, then said, "Is this all you got, Tiger?" His eyes narrowed, then pulled off your shirt and bra to match him. Your face flushed with embarrassment as his eyes roved over your body. "Wh-what is it? Is something wrong?" you asked, a little worried. "Not at all," he said, still staring at you. "Actually, far from it." He grinned at you, this time looking you in the eye. You pulled off each other's pants with some difficulty, but managed to get all this done in about 5 minutes. You enjoyed his long, thin demonic tail and noticed that it was stiff, quite like an, um, erection.

"10 minutes left!" you both heard Shiemi yell through the door. You gave Rin a look, and he growled, tearing off his underwear. You almost squeaked as you saw his member. "That is not going to fit in me," you glared at him. "We can try," he replied. He sat down and you straddled his legs gently, biting your lip as the head of him started to penetrate you. When it went in, the rest went fine. "Don't move. Please. Just don't move yet," you whispered, your eyes filled with tears. "We only have 7 minutes left," he whispered back. "This has to go fast." He started pulling in and out, and after a little pain, you soon got used to the feeling and were able to enjoy it. You quickly felt your stomach tighten in a ball and you gasped as your orgasm over came you. He pulled out and came on the bed, then cursed as he realized that it was Izumo's. "Shit, we gotta get rid of that." You nodded, still panting. Pulling on your clothes, you both worked together to flip over the blanket so the stain was unseen, but if someone else sat down on it...

"Time's up!" Izumo stormed into the room, to see you two sitting on the floor, playing Go Fish. "Humph, you're both so boring," she tossed her pigtails behind her head and walked out, you two close behind, grinning widely. You wouldn't be able to sit down tomorrow, but who cares?