Warning: M CONTENT! Please do not read if you are not of suitable age.
Yessss I'm sorry I don't update as soon as possible. My work is piling up and everyday I feel so wasted ;_;
Lots of thanks for the followers and those who drop reviews! I am very grateful for the encouragement to update. And yes, to the one asking me about why the title is the wolf and the sheep, have you ever wondered who is the real 'sheep' between the couple? XD
Also, I did finish this quite a few weeks ago. I was to publish when, well... the original story is published and it resembles my own version of their 'first'. I've considered to delete this chapter and find another idea to develop, but then heck, why not?
And yeah, so sorry for debating over this 'publish or not publish, that is the question' stuff for quite a long time. Enjoy!
Kyoko is one brave girl who thinks of ghost as only shadow of grasses swaying at night.
Or so does Izumi think of his girlfriend. He is, on the other hand, believe on their existence for some reasons. And well, some other stuffs like curses and premonitions. He sometimes thinks that charms really works in a miraculous way although he knows that it is because of the power of his own belief that counts.
Just like now. He does not have a charm to charm his current girlfriend of course. It was a beautiful fate that brought them altogether. They are a perfect match to each other, although they are more like a sun and a moon in terms of personality. She completes him, and he loves her very strength and her smallest weaknesses. He hopes his Kyoko does the same, to every imperfect edges of him.
Oh well, he needs to shut up babbling about so many stuffs and get to the point.
Just like now. The weak side of him is shown without fail, as he is clinging quite intensely to her girlfriend amidst the darkness. Once again he was forced to watch horror movies with her and once again the blackout happened. But now it has been more than 15 minutes. He has accompanied Kyoko to look after the circuit and neighboring houses, and all of them simply stood still.
Dark.
He frowns hard, or rather, stiffens as Kyoko leaves for restroom. Think of other stuffs, Izumi, no ghost, no ghosts. This is Hori's house, it is comfortable, it has Kyoko inside it. Yes, Kyoko, his girlfriend, and think about her only. About her laugh, about joyous events. Well, she is happy when she found me scared though. Well, especially just now on the scenes where the ghost appeared silently on the corner of the room. GAAAAHHH no, no, think about other things. What do boys think on blackout in their girlfriends' houses?
It hit his hormone on the right button.
What is more tempting and contemplating in blackout than warm flesh engulfing his every inch of body? The quietness as a result of absence of electronic equipments' work, which may just make his ears catch every single small sounds and hitches, and gasps and sighs and moans he can make her produce? Moreover, Sota is having a sleepover on his friend's house, with Hori couples going on a one-week-holiday-more-likely-a-short-honeymoon and carelessly (or teasingly) handing him the key and their precious daughter for him to take care of that night.
All the thoughts he has had before now comes back to him; of course he damn forgot them on the horror movie session. They are supposed to enjoy the night after having dinner cuddling and well, perhaps he can please her the way she wants.
"Izumi…" Kyoko walks in to the living room, sitting beside him on the sofa. His eyes have been used on the darkness, and he can see that her expression is somewhat troubled. Distances between them vanished as he pulled her to his lap, readily embraces her and her hormone-awakening scent.
"Yes? It's 10 pm now Kyoko, would you like to retire to your room already?" Izumi answered, as he mumbles against her neck, savoring her shampoo and soap and her own unique scents to his indulgence.
"Ah, yes, you know…." She paused deliberately, "it's dark, and I haven't prepared Souta's room for you…"
She need not finish her sentence to make him understand that he is being invited to her room.
Or does she think.
"Well I can sleep on the couch," Izumi replied matter-of-fact-ly. He can sleep anywhere of course.
Seconds later he regretted his answers. His girlfriend does not answer, and he mentally slaps himself and the hormones inside him for not controlling over the brain to provide any necessary replies he should've said to her. For the sake of the damn hormone.
"….as long as it's with you." He added, desperately hoping it sounds intentional. Trying to cover it more, he spread kisses on her neck softly, going all the way to the front and down to the collarbone. He could hear Kyoko stifles and holds voices on her throat, but decided not to mind her actions anyway.
Kyoko found his touches alien; she never got more than cuddling of course. Insensitive as she is, she could somewhat feel that her boyfriend bears something wild on his mind, something urging on his actions.
She could feel his cool hand roaming on her collarbone, and the slight tugging on the topmost button on her pajamas let off airs touching her skin, seconds later the coolness replaced by a touch of Izumi's hands and light nuzzles, and somewhat wet kisses on her chest. The trailing wetness get lower and lower, shivers on her spine as he indulges on nibbing the crook between her two mounds.
His breath hot against her breast, and Kyoko has stopped thinking. Time has stopped ticking. In the darkness, he is all she could hear and feel and see.
"Kyoko…" he muttered against her lips, crushing his into hers, begging for an opening. She gives in, letting him taste her and sucking hers into his, forcing her to do otherwise. She can barely sense his hands completely unbuttoning the piece of cloth and hear the soft voice of clothes tossed to the floor.
He broke their kiss to slip away his own shirt, abruptly then pulling her into another long dominance. She was oh so obedient; and with her skin sticking into his naked one, he could feel the flame ablaze on his groin. Quite forcefully he removed her shorts, leaving her only in underwear before laying her on the sofa, him on his knees, savoring the beautiful sight upon him to feast on.
He couldn't blame the darkness for not allowing him to delightfully look at her beautiful bods, as he hears Kyoko's breath haste and heavy very clearly, fueling his actions even more. Fondly he played with the twin mounds as one hand slipped to pull her bra, exposing both of them to the cool hair. Wasting no time on licking and sucking, playing with each of it excitedly, he moved his left hand to the hot and moist area inbetween her thighs. Kyoko moaned even louder, again and harder to every single touch to her breasts and the nether area.
Each seconds passed with her writhing and stirring below him tortured him even more to rip her pants and tear away his. He feels even more alive; he feels very alive and he feels he lives for this moment. Watching his love powerless under him, he asked her permission to strip her last piece of clothing. He took time releasing the tight lacy fabric from its place, relieving it from its duty and readily prepared his to take over the big task. The lovely wetness on his fingers invited him to try tasting it directly from its source. Lifting her legs, he invaded and sucked the nectars dripping from the hive, as she squealed and shuddered to the new pleasure.
Feeling numb on the aggressive and continuous attacks, she lost her sense of time and place as she felt something hot building up inside her stomach. Her hip moved along the thrusting motion of his tongue, as here and there he stopped to suck the entire juices. Abruptly she felt him stopping; he was back atop of her, smirking characteristically as he attacked her neck again with butterfly kisses. She could feel his hardness pressing against her private parts, begging her to open up and savour, as her love whispered asking for her approval. She answered by letting him spread her legs and positioned himself into her entrance.
She was scared; he was too.
"Kyoko.. may I?"
"Un.."
"I love you…" he whispered, and with that, pushed himself inside of her. She screamed for the sharp pain of sudden penetration. Humming lowly for the surges of pleasure, he rained kisses to coo and relieve her from the pain. He waited for her next approval, on which she immediately nodded. He pulsated inside her, taking her more and more away from the reality.
Sweats and moans, escaping names of each other, blended profusely into the moment, firing the passions they share even more. Izumi increasingly sped up his pumps, stealing her lips here and there. Kyoko's hands weakly clung onto his neck, as the dominating male made her nearing her orgasm. She screamed loudly on the sudden blast of pleasure, as he quickened the pace and pull himself to shoot his orgasm to her stomach.
The electricity was back suddenly, letting him look at his lover helplessly panted, her breasts jiggling and his seeds spread everywhere on her stomach and breast. Damn he shot a lot! She was still blinded by the sudden light, but managed to weakly commented on her conditions.
"Mou, baka Izumi. Look at what you've done!" she pouted, as Izumi reached for a few tissue papers to wipe them. She received an apologetic kiss from the boyfriend.
"Sorry ne Kyoko… I love you."
She felt her face grew redder, got up, gathering her clothes. "I have to take a bath! Baka Izumi!" He smiled sheepishly, knowing that it's her way to hide her embarrassment. He gathered his own clothes and was putting his boxers while he caught her figure standing still midway.
"Ne… Bath together?"
Izumi would certainly have his second helping on the bathroom, and silently thanked the blackout, his weakness of ghost stories and darkness, and of course, his hormone for preparing him to another round tonight.