Thanks, guys! Keep the reviews coming and also be warned, this is pretty R rated because well if you know Tora, you'll understand why. This is my first time writing something like this because I usually stick to the fluff and the shoujo stuff. Don't know if this will happen all the time but do expect that it will happen occasionally because Tora is Tora.

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN MAID-SAMA

Chapter Four

It was slow and gentle and not what I'd expect, especially from him. I always thought first kisses are horrible and clumsy but I guess he proved me wrong. It felt like the moment lasted a lifetime but I'm pretty sure it was only a few seconds. It was all going well until he decided to deepen the kiss which made me gasp in surprise.

I grabbed his shirt and clung onto it because the lack of oxygen was making me dizzy and I really didn't want to fall over. He began climbing onto the bed, caging me in and not allowing me to escape him. I didn't like how it made me feel small and helpless. I've already felt that way in my life so many times but weirdly, this was a different kind of feeling. I didn't know if I liked it or not. I felt confused like I was thrown into a whirlpool, drowning in so many things all at once. I tried matching his pace, not willing to lose, but it was too much for me. I didn't know how to do anything like this properly and it seemed like he was an expert already.

I felt this weird burning below my stomach. It felt like it was aching for something. I didn't know how to ease it. It was the first time I've felt like this so now, I've started to feel really scared. Was this normal? What is this feeling? Then he started to slowly push his tongue into my mouth and that's when I started feeling even more scared. It was too rushed and it's making me feel all flustered. I let go of his shirt and grabbed the sheets in alarm, making a disgruntled noise in the back of my throat. I don't even know if I like him that much to do this. I don't even know what comes after this. More kissing?

I tried pulling away but he just leaned his head closer, easily closing the gap I was about to make.

"No, no, no. I don't want this. At least not yet. It's too early." I panicked inside my head. The sirens were getting louder and louder, almost blaring and leaving me deaf.As I was about to pull away again, he started feeling up my waist but then it stopped below my chest to my relief. Although, I didn't know if he actually will just stop there.

"Fuck!" There was still internal screaming in my head and all it kept saying was, "Too fast! Too fast!"

He began kissing my neck, sucking at times. It kinda hurt a little.

I tightly shut my eyes, wishing that he would stop without me saying anything because it's so hard for me to say no. I've never said no to anyone that I had to obey. You could say I'm a pushover to some extent. It's sad but I was raised that way.

His hands suddenly wandered around me, trying to feel every inch of me just stopping to give my butt a little squeeze. I arched my back instinctively and a jolt of something I wasn't familiar with shot through me which made me jump in surprise, "Ah! Please st-."

I didn't get to finish my sentence because he kissed me again, harder this time and forcing his tongue in my mouth. I bet he just likes torturing me that's why he's doing this. But I sounded different when I spoke and there was a sound I made that I never made before. What was that? Why is it suddenly starting to feel good? And why in the hell is he good at this?

I grabbed his shirt again unknowingly and balled my hands into fists. It felt like I was gonna pass out or lose my soul because of what he was doing. My head felt so light and airy and my eyes started to get a little teary. I couldn't think straight at all.

I inhaled sharply when I finally had enough consciousness to notice that he started stripping me. I felt his hands slowly going down my blouse's buttons, undoing them and revealing the top of my nude bra. I closed my eyes tightly, feeling my heart leap in my throat.

But this time I've had enough. I wasn't ready for this and I bet he knows that but he's pushing his luck anyway. I mustered all my strength and courage and pushed him away. But he didn't even move an inch, he just stopped what he was doing and looked at me in surprise. How did he not even move?

"What is it?" There was something swirling in his golden eyes, making it look like it was clouded. I could tell he was frustrated that we'd stop. The look in his eyes was scary, like he was having a hard time controlling himself. He got distracted for a moment and glanced at my chest hungrily like he wanted to continue where he left off.

"Stop." I was breathing heavily and my whole body felt like it was on fire. I was shaking a little and my hands slacked and dropped to my sides. I was surprised I even got the word out of the mouth. But I barely know him and I'm not that easy. Even though my father told me to obey him, I wasn't just going to let him push me around like a ragdoll.

"Well your mouth says no, but your body says yes." He said bluntly, challenging me to deny it. I widened my eyes at that statement. I tried to pull away several times but he was the one who didn't let up.

"I-I…" I stuttered, too stunned at his reply. I wanted to cry, I hated it when I couldn't say what I was thinking. I got frustrated at myself and looked away to stare at something else while my eyes watered. I didn't want to look at him. I heard him sigh deeply and slowly drop beside me on the bed.

He suddenly enclosed his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him and making me face his chest.

"Wai-." I watched at him and my eyes widened, fearing that he won't stop just because I said so, that he would do what he wanted anyway.

He shushed me and said, "Don't worry, I won't be doing any more than this. Just let me hold you for a while."

What he said made my face heat up and made me think that even though he was pretty perverted, he respected me enough to stop when I told him to. I made a sound of contentment and smiled a little, welcoming the warmth his body gave and snuggling closer. Just as I was about to close my eyes and feel safe from his wandering hands, I felt his hand grab at my butt again.

"Ah! Tora!" I gasped out loud unwillingly, making a sound like the one I made before. Feeling my face heat up, I scrunched my eyebrows in anger and looked at him with an accusing glare. Urgh, he's like a kid, saying he won't do it again but does it directly afterwards.

"Sorry, sorry. I couldn't help it." He laughed a little to himself then whispered in my ear, "I just love the sounds you make."

I felt my face heat up in embarrassment, "Shut up please."

He started laughing again but paused as he realized something, "Huh, and you said my first name without any honorifics."

"I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to." I ducked my head, avoiding his piercing gaze.

It's just that I always called other people by their first names in my head because I really wasn't raised in Japan. I was raised in France where we called other people by their first name. But I know that in Japan, calling someone by their first name is something intimate and shouldn't be taken lightly.

He unexpectedly looked serious and said, "No, I like it. Keep calling me that."

I was taken aback by how much it seemed like he genuinely wanted me to call him that but nevertheless, I gave into his request. It doesn't seem like it would hurt anyone.

"O-okay, Tora." This was going the opposite way than I thought it would go. I thought I would hate him forever and push him away. But I'm doing the exact opposite of it. I wonder why he was even trying to be nice and get closer to me. What's so interesting about me that he's still here?

Wooh, well that was steamy af. Hope you guys weren't too surprised or uncomfortable reading this because I, sure, was! Review and follow if you want more