Chapter 4

Edo rinsed the dishes sadly as Asuka waited for him outside. His heart was broken now that he knew that this night was a big mistake. She is broken, Edo thought to himself as he placed the rinsed dishes in the dishwashing machine. And now he was at a loss on how he could handle his newfound feelings.

"Damn it Edo, you should've asked before leaping," he muttered to himself, frustrated. He placed another plate in the washer. Asuka is still out there. What should I do?

He was walking through a minefield, and he had to think of a way to get through it without hurting himself. Or her. Telling her outright to leave would be the wrong thing. Not telling her anything at all would shame him for life. The girl was in no condition to handle strong emotions right now, like infatuation, an emotion sometimes more destructive than love. Edo purposefully took his time washing the dishes, trying to think up a game plan. He had to be ready for anything once he got out there.

This night was a mistake, Edo thought again, partly to convince himself. Then he thought of her laugh, her smile, her ever dazzling brown eyes, and figured that this night was actually special after all.

He glanced at the kitchen clock. He's been in here for a good half hour.

Oh dear, Edo thought. How rude of him, leaving a guest unentertained for that long! Edo placed the last of the utensils on the dishwasher and washed his hands quickly. Then, after applying some soap, he rinsed himself, shut off the water, and dried off.

The kitchen door opened slowly.

"Asuka?" Edo peeped outside. His eyes widened.

"Why won't you kiss me?" Asuka interrogated, pointing a lanky, accusing finger at him. Her words slurred and her face was hot red. "Is it my breath?"

"Good God," Edo uttered, rushing towards Asuka as she struggled to stand up. He supported her as her knees buckled and her attempts at standing up only made her collapse all the more.

"How much Perignon have you had?" Edo asked, exasperated. Had he really been gone that long?

"It's my breath, isn't it?" Asuka said, raising a hand, "You are avoiding my question. That must be it." she grabbed his tie and pulled him closer.

Edo pulled away. "No, Asuka. Please. Sit down."

"Kiss me first," she said with a giddy, lazy smile. Edo supported her to the sofa.

"I finished the bottle, you know," Asuka declared proudly as Edo positioned her to sit.

"In thirty minutes?" Edo exclaimed in disbelief.

"Fifteen!" Asuka corrected.

"Fifteen minutes?" Edo asked.

"Fifteen seconds," she said.

Edo's face fell. "Oh, Asuka... I'm terribly sorry about this. This is my fault."

"I like it when you're all worried," She remarked, sliding a hand on his lap.

"Asuka, stop!" Edo exclaimed, grabbing her arm just before she could take it any further. She smiled at him coyly.

"You look really, really, really exasperated, Edo," she said seductively, inching to him a little bit closer. "Do I make you nervous?"

His heart was beating fast. He was starting to lose control. Her voice was his siren song.

"Asuka, please... you need to rest. I'll call for a hotel car and ask the chauffer to take you home. All right?"

"To New Otani?" Asuka wondered, "no one's going to take care of me there, silly."

"No," Edo said, "to your real home. With your parents. And your brother," he placed her hand back to her side. "You need to get some rest. Okay?"

She charged her lips at his. Edo froze. He tasted the wine in her lips, her breath. But it was just as intoxicating as he remembered- and even better. Her hands slid back to his lap, and he moaned the last of his control away. His body relaxed. His eyes fell shut. He hungered for her. Edo carressed her face gently and pulled her closer. She explored his mouth with her tongue, sliding through his cheeks, his teeth. Her hand glided in between his legs, and then she squeezed gently. He moaned again, desperately through her mouth. Asuka tugged on his lower lip. Her free hand wrapped around his neck. He grew hard, fast. She purred when she felt it.

With an agonizing grunt, Edo pulled away. "I can't- do this to you," he rasped.

"Shut up," Asuka snapped, kissing him again. She unhooked his pants, then unzipped it. Edo gasped for air, grabbed her intruding hand and broke the kiss again.

"Don't," Edo pleaded.

"Yes," Asuka said with a grin, easily breaking from his grip and grabbing him in between his boxers. Asuka charged at him again, this time going for his right ear. She licked it slowly, sensually, as she rubbed him up and down. Edo shut his eyes tight and let out a desperate cry. His cheeks flushed, his breathing uneven, his heart palpitating. Blood seemed to travel down to one area as Asuka continued her titillating massage.

"Oh my God," Edo hissed, gritting his teeth. "Oh my God..." He breathed through his mouth, slowly, in and out. Asuka licked around his ear, then playfully bit his ear lobe. Edo hissed again, then sighed out an aroused moan. He lazily opened his eyes, drunk with lust, and stared at her body, her smooth, enticing skin, her full, soft breasts. He massaged one of them gently. Asuka ceased her licking and whimpered. Edo gazed at her distorted face as she muttered his name.

"Edo," she said, "Oh, Edo."

He closed the gap between them and kissed her- gently, lovingly. Her lips were painfully delicious to him. She cried out softly. Slowly, he fell on top of her, still kissing her over and over.

"I want you," she admitted in between kisses, "Take me, Edo."

Edo got up. Asuka watched as he took off his blazer. She smiled, fascinated. She got up too, helping him take off his shirt. There it was, finally, the gorgeous abdomen she had seen before. Asuka growled, pushing him back and began kissing his body, slowly moving downward. Edo moaned again, sighing lustfully each time. She moved until she reached his partially pulled down pants. She slid them off briskly, then took him out from the slit in his boxers. Precum oozed out of the tip. Asuka grinned. She closed her eyes and licked it off.

Edo shuddered. Asuka licked him again. Then, she rested her head beside it, carressed it, until she stopped moving. Edo stared at her blankly for a few moments.

"Asuka?" he called, but she didn't answer. His heart skipped a beat. Quickly, he got up and held her. She was breathing slowly, in and out. But she was definitely knocked out. Edo couldn't utter a word. His heart was pounding. She was fast asleep now. What was he to do?

With a big, huge sigh, he held her as he got up. After laying her down again, Edo fumbled through his clothes, putting his shirt back on. He fixed his boxers, adjusted himself, and put on his pants. Then, he scooped her up, carried her to the bedroom, and layed her down gently. He carefully pulled through the sheets and placed it on top of her, tucking her in nicely.

He gazed at her peaceful physique, and felt guilty that he almost took advantage of her.

"I'm sorry," he whispered, and kissed her goodnight.