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Lemon #4: Chitose Yo

Requested by: glittergurl22

Author's Note:

So, this one's a little more bittersweet than what I usually put out there but keep in mind that even though this is bittersweet throughout the introduction, the ending has lots and lots of fluff to keep everyone happy. So review and critique and add to your favorites if you think it is worthy.

It always ended up like this. I lay on my side, tucked deeply inside his blankets as he lay asleep behind my naked back, spooning me. His breath slipped past my neck in a heavy, calm rhythm and I would have usually fallen into the same unconscious bliss if it wasn't for the emotions that ran through my veins like blood.

I was no stranger to one-night stands. Being a young hormonal partier, I had had my share of such events. But with Chitose-kun… It was more or less a periotic fling; every once in a while he would call me and suggest we meet up somewhere; even though I would never admit it, I waited with baited breath for those calls.

We always met at this club a little out of the city, a place where he would be quick to make it to my side, holding me by my waist and kissing my ear, sometimes leaving a whispered come-on against the sensitive skin of my neck and he knew there was nothing I could do to say no.

But amidst those long, hot nights of pure sex we'd spent together, I found myself somehow developing an emotion besides lust for him. I'd notice things like the subtle differences when he talked, the way his hair ruffled up when I ran my fingers through it, the gentle twinkle in his brown eyes when we woke in the morning; things that never would have registered before.

But I knew that he wouldn't be able to return the affection; I knew there was a reason he hadn't made us official and that reason must have been a strong one. Sometimes I would wake in his apartment to find him in the bathroom, arms gripping the countertop and head hanging over the sink. He wouldn't look or talk to me the whole time I was dressing, nor would he respond to my farewell as I stepped out of his door.

But it still kept happening. We kept happening. The phone calls would always come when I least expected them, I would always find myself standing in the dark corner of that club and he would always be able to make his way through the crowd to my side. Nothing more, and nothing less.

My back was pressed firmly against the wall of his apartment as he held the back of my neck in one hand and slammed the door shut with the other. His eyes returned to me as he leaned down to engage in another kiss, sucking my bottom lip gently as his fingers buried themselves into my hair.

I moaned softly into his mouth, feeling my heart pound harder by the second. I gripped his hips and thrust them into mine in an attempt to gain some sort of dominance; his deep groan against my tongue told me I had succeeded. Wait… against what?

Without even realizing it, we had already begun to play around with each other, sly tongues' exploring one another's mouths as his hands detatched themselves from my hair and our hands switched roles. His fingers gripped my hips and shoved them up into his own once more, growling at the stimulation as my own hands fisted into his soft brown hair, body becoming excited at his actions.

He parted for air, breathing heavily as his hands tugged on my shirt, signaling that he wanted it off right now. I moved his hands away from me and made him watch as I stripped the offensive object off of my body, but there was nothing I could do to keep his fingers away once the fabric was gone.

He covered my body with his own once again, slightly calloused fingertips tracing over my abdomen, over my bellybutton, over the outline of my bra. I sighed against his cheek as he encased my bra-covered breasts with his warm hands, his mouth descending onto my neck where he kissed and sucked the sensitive skin.

I slipped my hands in between us, trying to unbutton his shirt as soon as possible. The passion on both of our parts was obvious; neither of us really felt the need to hide our arousal. His teeth scraped across my earlobe and the shiver that ran down my spine shook my body lightly. When I finally managed to release him from his shirt, he had already dropped a hand in between my thighs, beginning to rub me through the fabric.

I jerked into his hand, gasping at the way he teased me, never pushing enough into my clit to please me, yet just enough to set a fire burning through my body. I whimpered gently and slipped the shirt over his shoulders begging him to either stop the teasing or go all the way.

He pulled away, throwing the shirt away from his body and grabbing me around my waist and pulling me to the bed. I had become accustomed to the feel of his bed, the softness of the mattress, the texture of the bed sheets. My head met a pillow as I lay down without him, waiting for him to join me. I looked over at his standing figure as he worked at his own belt, hands quickly undoing it and throwing to the side along with his shirt.

Trying to keep up with the way he seemed to be preparing for something big, I unbuttoned and unzipped my pants, leaving them open for him. He made his way back to me, stripping all the clothes from my body. I sighed happily as he made his way back to my lips after removing my bra; I loved the way he made every night together different. He did know how to excite a woman, that was for sure.

He kissed me again, initiating a sweet-lip lock that quickly turned to a passionate French-kiss as he took my pebbled, sensitive nipples into his hands. God, why did he have to be so good at that? My mind whispered as he twisted the nubs with his fingers, so deft and skilled it sent my head spinning.

"Ch-chitose-kun…" I whimpered out as his tongue ran down my neck and to my breast. He grunted a response and left me hanging when the wet warmth of his tongue twirled around the nipples he had previously been teasing. One of his hands returned to below my stomach where he once again rubbed my ultra-sensitive clit, fingers on my actual skin now.

I moaned and arched my back into him as he smirked lightly into my skin, entranced and impressed by my reaction. My mind was too consumed with how unbelievably good this felt to notice his mirth. Unlike his teasing earlier, his fingers were pressed hard against the sensitive nerve-bundle between my open legs, turning my blood to molten heat as he continued his ministrations on my body.

There, that was it. My muscles tensed when he reached a certain speed and pressure, my universe preparing for the godly orgasm that was to come when he removed his hand from me and lifted his head from my chest. I groaned in frustration when he did so, that heavenly bliss being torn from me before it overtook my being.

He shushed me and slipped down further until his head was level with my aching core. In one quick movement, he surged forward and took me into his mouth, sucking on the sensitive bundle so hard that I went cross-eyed for a moment.

The immense, building pleasure was beginning once more, made even more intense by my already present stimulation. He sucked and licked at me, making me shiver in the knowledge that he was doing this all for me, for my pleasure. I cried out lightly as he gently bit down on my engorged clit, making me finally experience the release I'd been striving for.

"God damnit, Chitose-kun…" I murmured when I regained enough sanity to speak again. He smirked once more and leaned down to kiss my cheek. "Believe me; compared to what I have planned for you tonight, this is nothing."

I woke with a bit of a start, immediately closing my legs to hide the wetness that had accumulated therein from the dream of the previous night I'd just experienced. The morning sun was shining through the gap in the curtains, but when I looked around he was nowhere to be found.

I sighed and stood from the bed to slip my clothes on, having to walk around the room a few times before I found every article. A quick peek through the bathroom door told me that he was having one of those mornings. He was currently standing in front of the sink, head bent down as he clutched the countertop.

It was time, I told myself, these nights we spend together only seem to hurt the both of us. I love him, but… there was nothing I could ever do to make him see me as more that a nice rack with a vagina. I took a deep breath and made my way over to his side.

"Hey, Chitose-san… can I ask a favor of you?" He didn't look up, but blinked at the change in honorifics I used before nodding. "I… I don't think we should meet up like this anymore." He tensed but didn't respond. "I'm sorry but it's painfully clear you don't want this anymore. I just don't want to keep hurting like this." When he still didn't say a word I took a step back and looked at him one more time before turning to leave. I was at his door by the time he answered.

"So… this hurts you? Why?" I swallowed hard and kept my eyes trained on the doorknob. "I'm in love with someone." I could feel his gaze on me from the bathroom doorway, but I made no move to look his way.

"Who is it?" Very direct, demanding an answer no matter what. "You."

The silence that followed was no surprise to me; I didn't expect him to answer at all so I reached for the door to take my leave. Strong, warm arms enveloped me, preventing me from moving at all. My eyes widened as I felt his breath on my ear. "I'm not sure if I can ever love again, but if I do… it would be you, (y/n)-chan. It would be this feeling in my chest right now; and I'm not sure if this is what love feels like, but I swear I will try to love you. No matter what it takes, I will love you. I promise you that."

I looked around and saw the determination in his eyes, the emotions of compassion and resolve evident in his gaze. I smiled lightly and turned completely in order to kiss him, a gentle lip lock without the passion our partnering's were always filled with. I pulled back slightly and he rested his forehead to mine.

"That's one pretty big promise you've just made." I told him through the pounding of my heart that sounded like drums in my ears. "Yeah. I guess it is, huh?"

"It means absolutely no more wandering eyes, got that?" He smiled despite himself, touching the back of my neck as he replied "The only person whose body might be subject to my wandering gaze is you."