Tsukushi jumped with a start when her phone chimed with a new message. Stepping away from the oven she reached over to the counter to look at the text. She felt her heart stop when she saw it was from Tsukasa but after reading it she sighed with relief. She was worried he was going to tell her he had left work early and was already on his way home but thankfully instead he was just getting out now and she still had enough time to finish up. Pleased with this she jumped back into her work and began to grab all the spices that would help add the finishing touches to their dinner. Today was the day before Tsukasa's eighteenth birthday and she had offered to cook him dinner instead of going out to an expensive restaurant to celebrate. He happily accepted this and told her what meal he was in the mood to have. What he didn't know was that she would have his pre-birthday dinner all ready by the time he got home from work. He believed that she would be meeting him at his house but she was surprising him by having the meal all ready for him by the time he got back.
Currently she was busy working in his kitchen. He had given her a spare key six months into their relationship and he told her it was to be used for only emergencies. So far she's only had to use it once and that was when he had somehow lost his own key. With it he had also given her a dandelion keychain to go with it since she was a weed and all. In return she gave him an octopus keychain to make up for her not being able to give him the same. Her parents would have killed her if she gave him a key to their house. He had made a big fuss over it because he believed it was just supposed to represent her making fun of his hair, which it kind of was, but despite all his complaining she's seen the red plastic figurine more than once on his keys.
Humming a soft tune to herself she walked over to the fridge to bring out the butter they would need for their bread. She had gone all out for his birthday dinner. She bought his favorite brand of pasta, made her own bread rolls, and whipped up her own sauce for the pasta but her favorite creation had to be the coffee cake that was currently being kept cool in the fridge. She had made it earlier that day at Yuuki's and had added the finishing touches once she got to his apartment. She had written the typical happy birthday writing but in the very center of the cake she had designed the face of her boyfriend and used nearly all the tub of icing she had bought to help with the creating the curly locks of his hair. While she loved to tease him about his hair she had grown fond of his curly locks. A favorite past time for both of them was when she would run her fingers through the curly locks, the content look that would appear on both their faces as they lived in the moment.
Shutting the fridge with her hip she took a look at the clock on her phone and noticed that he would be home soon. All that was left was the sauce and adding the rest of the spices to make it taste just right. Stirring the wooden spoon in the pot she cast a glance over her shoulder to the living room where she left the two gifts for him. One she would let him open today and the other would be for tomorrow morning on his actual birthday. She couldn't believe he was turning eighteen, almost as much as she couldn't believe they've been together for over a year. It's been a memorable year, many of their times together had a lot of arguments but through it all it just made her fall more and more in love with him. Many of her friends had said she was crazy for waiting so long to sleep with him but it felt right to her. He was her first boyfriend and honestly she never really had an interest in others guys. Sure she found some of them cute and would feel good if they tried to flirt with her but none of them could compare to what she felt for Tsukasa. When she was with him it was like her heart went into overtime while also beating quietly in her chest in radiance of the joy she felt when she was with him. She didn't know you could feel so many things all at once but to her that was what being in love was about. It was how she knew she was ready to sleep with him.
It had happened when they were at her house, for once it was just the two of them, and they were kissing on her bed. She wasn't sure what brought it on but as he held her she felt ready. She hadn't voiced her thoughts, instead kept on kissing but by the way he looked at her in the eyes told her that he understood. Had her parents not suddenly come barging in and breaking them apart she was sure they would have gone all the way that night. After that whenever they were alone they seemed to get even closer to finally having sex, but she was glad to have the proper underwear this time. Even if the lingerie reminded her of those two perverts, and as much as it killed her to admit it, they really did have good taste. She was sure once Tsukasa saw what she was wearing she would knock his socks off.
Her phone chimed once more but this time it was just from Yuuki, telling her that her mother had called and was asking for her. She made sure to send a quick message to her brother's phone to let their parents know she was fine. She didn't like that she was lying to her parents but it was the only way she could spend the night without them freaking out. She had told them she would be staying over at Yuuki's to study for a test and that she would be keeping her phone off most of the night to save money. Thankfully they believed her and hadn't put up to much of a fight about her phone. So long as they didn't find out the truth she and Tsukasa could have their night together without too much difficulties.
The jingling of keys in the door alerted her that he was back and things were finally about to get started. Her pulse sped up and she did a quickly adjustment of her attire, a pink long sleeves shirt that actually gave her usual flat body some curves with a black skirt and tan stockings to help give her a look of maturity, if only a little bit. The white apron she had brought from home had thankfully protected her carefully planned out outfit from getting any stains on it. The necklace he had given her shined brightly around her neck. She always wore the piece of jewelry ever since he had given it to her for her birthday and it made her feel good to be wearing it for his. Holding it in her hands filled her with the courage she needed for what she hoped would happen tonight. She just had enough time to fix her hair when he walked into the kitchen and looked completely stunned by her being there. Seeing this look on his face made her smile, "Welcome home." She blushed a little, feeling somewhat like a housewife welcoming home her husband after his long day at work.
He didn't say anything, he just stood there looking at her with wide eyes and mouth slightly open. She was starting to get nervous that he was upset with her for coming into his house without his permission but when she saw his two cheeks start to turn red she knew there was nothing to worry about. Clearing his throat he scratched the back of his head and tried to regain his composure. "I thought you weren't coming over till later."
Relief filled her at this and she giggled softly to herself at his behavior. "I wanted to surprise you," she turned back around to continue stirring the pot with her sauce in it. She ushered him to come join her and once he was next to her she lifted the wooden spoon to his lips for him to taste. He was taken back for only a moment before taking the spoon into his mouth and gave his silent nod of approval at the taste. Pleased that it all turned out well she turned off the oven and took off her apron. "I'm glad you like it. Now come and help me set the table before the food gets cold." She moved to the cabinet to grab the silverware when she was pulled into his embrace. Her back pressed firmly up against his chest as he rested his chin on her shoulder, pressing his face right up against hers.
"Thank you." He whispered his gratitude in her ear, making her shiver at the feeling of his hot breath. He turned his head to look at her and it felt like her heart was about jump out of her chest. His eyes looked almost like they were shining.
She gulped, trying to get her brain to function so she could form words. "Y-You're welcome." She blushed, eyes darting from side to side for a few seconds before looking back at him. The look was still on his face. "Why are you looking at me like that?" It wasn't a hard look, it was very gentle and full of love but it was also very intense and it was making her feel strange. "Knock it off or else I'll-!" she was cut off by his lips coverings hers. He cupped the side of her face, holding her as he kissed her as her two hands came up to hold onto the arm that still held her. It was a strange sort of kiss, one that made her body twist slightly to get it right but it still had the same effect as all their kisses do. It made her feel like a fire was burning inside her.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
They whispered their feelings for each other as they broke apart from the kiss. For a moment they stood there in the others embrace. It was their favorite place to be, in the arms of the other. They only moved when Tsukushi reminded him of the food. He set the table, even bringing out candles for the special occasion as she brought out all the food she prepared. They ate it together, for once he wasn't complaining about what she cooked like he's done in the past whenever she made him food. She knew that was just the kind of person he was, he can be so straightforward and honest some days and other times he would say one thing and have it mean something completely different. But tonight he wasn't any of that, he ate every bite and actually laughed when he saw the picture she had designed of him on the cake. He blew out the candles with ease and when she asked what he wished for he pointed at her. "It's already come true." She was positive her face had turned the same color as her shirt. With her heart beating in her ears she cut them a piece of cake, handing it to him with was she was sure was a goofy looking smile on her face. He looked at the piece she handed him for a moment before setting it back down at the table. She saw this and was ready to yell but was stopped by him kissing her, his hands cupping her cheeks to hold her face to his. She instantly relaxed into the kiss and clenched her hands onto his shirt as his tongue entered her mouth. She moaned as their two tongues met, the kiss deepening even more as a fire started to burn within both of them. His hands moved from her face so one rested on the back of her hair and the other on her lower back pressing her body more firmly up against his. She moved her own hands from his shirt to wrap one arm around his neck with the other holding his shoulder. Their kiss was growing, intensifying with their need for the other. He pushed her down onto the table, her long hair sprawling all over as the hand that held her hair moved the silverware that surrounded them aside so they could have more room.
Sadly in his attempt to clear the table they had forgotten about the cake that still sat there. He knocked over tray that held it and both gasped when it had fallen, landing on his hand and all over her hair. Tsukushi cried out, jumping out of his embrace, ramming her forehead into his chin in the process. He groaned in pain, holding his aching chin before crying out in shock of his own as the hand that still had cake was now covering the lower half of his face. When they finally calmed down they looked at each other, both panting from not only their kiss but from the strange occurrence that just happened to them. Only something like that would happen to them while they were in the middle of kissing. Tsukushi gathered her cake-filled hair in her hands, gathering as many napkins as she could to wipe off as much of the cake as she was able to and tried not to grimace at the sticky substance. Her eyes followed to her boyfriend who was using a napkin to wipe the cake off his hand and face. She snorted softly, the two of them together were a hot mess. He raised an eyebrow at her but she shook her head. "Do you mind if I use your shower?" she forced down the bashfulness that came with the question. She needed a shower, it didn't matter how many napkins she used the only way she would be getting the cake out without ruining her hair would be with some soap and water.
He nodded, unaware that there was still frosting on his chin. "Sure, you can use the one in my room. It'll be better that you clean up here instead of going home with a head full of cake. You're parents would probably have a fit if I let you return like that." He laughed to him, thinking of the wrath that he would have faced if he let her go home like that. Even if she did by some strange reason had to go home like that he would have went with her to keep her from getting attacked by anyone who would want to mess with her. "Come on." With a soft gesture of his head for her to follow him he headed down the hall that would lead them to his bedroom.
Tsukushi gulped at his words, her nerves suddenly skyrocketing. She was sure if things hadn't gone the way they had they would still be kissing and would have probably moved onto the bedroom to finish their activity. She had honestly been hoping for that so she didn't have to actually speak her desires out loud. But of course with her luck nothing was ever that easy. Taking the few shaky steps that she needed to take to reach him she grabbed the back of his shirt. "Tsukasa," her voice was soft and trembled slightly as did the hands that held the back of his shirt. She was nervous and still so unsure about many things but she one thing for sure, she wanted to be with him. "I was actually hoping, that is if it's ok with you, could I spend the night?" she shut her eyes as she spoke. Feeling so stupid for asking such a thing but what else could she do. Even if this was what she wanted there was no way she was just going to come out and say, "Hey, I want to have sex. Let's do it." That would be completely mortifying!
When over a minute passed and he still had yet to say anything she was worried that maybe she had made a mistake. Sure they seemed like they were close to doing it when they were kissing but maybe he lost interest because of the cake incident? Or had she overstepped her bounds by asking such a question? Opening both eyes she was ready to give every excuse in the book to make up for what she said when she saw his ears. They were bright red. She felt herself calm down instantly at the sight, relief that she hadn't done something to upset him and took in a deep breath to relax her body. She was still nervous about what could take place tonight but she knew that in her heart there was no one else she could imagine being with. And yet for some reason despite her new found courage her hands were still shaking. With a quick glance at her boyfriend she was surprised to see that it hadn't only been her who had a reaction to her words. Tsukasa's entire body was shaking and the closer she looked the more she saw that the rest of his face, even his neck, were red from the blush he was wearing. "Tsukasa...?" she called to him when he still hadn't said a word.
He all but jumped in his spot when she called to him. With quick movements he reached behind him and grabbed her hand, making sure not to look at her so she didn't see just how badly his face was resembling a tomato. He once more started to lead them down the hallway that would take them to his room, this time with much more urgency. "Sure, I mean if you really want too." He finally spoke, his own voice trembling and strangely a haughty laugh followed soon after his words.
Tsukushi could only look at him like he had finally lost his mind. "I think I just broke my boyfriend."
When they finally reached his bedroom the two of them just stood in the door way, their hands had unconsciously laced together in the short trip it had taken to get there. Neither of them knew what they were supposed to do at this point. In all the times Tsukushi had been over this was the first time she had ever set foot in his room. The lights were off but thanks to window the moon's glow was enough for her to see where things were. On her left were two dressers with another door that she deemed to be his closet. On her right was a desk that had books and papers scattered around it and not too far from that was an open door that was hidden in the shadow but she could make out that it was the bathroom. She gulped when her eyes finally settled on the queen sized bed in the very center of the room. One nightstands was placed next to it with a lamp with pictures of the two of them and what looked like stacks of magazines.
It seemed he realized she was looking at the bed because his body had become just as stiff as hers had. "The bathroom right over there." He said, pointing to the right side of the room that she already knew held the bathroom.
She nodded, trying to think of what to say. "Um...do you mind if I borrow some pajamas?" she fiddled with the end of her skirt with her free hand. She never imagined she would be going through such an embarrassing situation but she would push forward.
"Oh yeah," his mind seemed to be just as frazzled as hers because he seemed like he was on autopilot with his words and movements. He still hadn't let go of her hand as he all but dragged her over to the drawers that kept his clothes in. He handed her a night shirt and a towel, his face burning brightly and easy to see even in the dark. "Here."
"Thanks." She took them with her free hand and jolted when the tips of her fingers touched his other hand. Both of them looked into the others eyes when they touched and the blushes that they both wore grew in not only size but in color. "Guess I'll go take that shower now." She all but ran to the bathroom, getting her hand free from his and shutting the door with much more force than what was needed. With deep breathes she carefully removed her clothes but kept glancing back at the doors, despite her locking it she was nervous that he would just suddenly appear. Shaking her head to get the weird thoughts out she turned the showers knobs and sighed in happiness at the hot water that hit her body. The tub was much bigger and nicer than the one at her house and even the one at the local bathhouse and while she wished she could have taken a nice long bath she was well aware that just beyond the door Tsukasa was waiting for her. That seemed to kick her brain into action because suddenly she couldn't stop thinking. "This is really happening," she poured a handful of shampoo in her hands and got to work on her hair that had become sticky from the cake. "We're all alone and I asked to spend the night," she grabbed the bar of soap and proceeded to scrub every inch of her body. "We're going to sleep together." She shut off the water once all the soap and shampoo was gone from what had to be the quickest shower she had ever taken. She stood there, naked in the tub, staring at one spot on the wall and her entire body began to shake once more. She was nervous. Hell she was beyond nervous because she was completely terrified. Tonight she was about to lose her virginity and have sex for the very first time. Wrapping the towel quickly around her body she jumped out of the shower and ran to her clothes. "I can't do this! I'm too scared. I'm..." she halted in her panic attack when she held her new bra in her hand. She stared at the peach-colored clothing, rubbing over the soft fabric with her thumb. Her mind flashing her back to those two boys that she deemed to be the biggest perverts on the planet but her thoughts were focusing on what they told her.
"You're boyfriend should consider him lucky to have such a loyal girl by his side."
"Trust us. This piece will blow him away."
"He'd have to be a total idiot not to love it."
She let out a long sigh. They may be perverts but they were also good guys. They didn't know who she was or anything about her for that matter but for whatever reason they decided to help her pick out lingerie so that her first time could be special. She knew that she was ready. She loved Tsukasa with all her heart and to have her first time with him would be amazing. She's seen many couples over the years but to her the love she and Tsukasa shared was something that only comes once in a lifetime. She was nervous and she didn't doubt that she would just suddenly calm down once she was in his arms like in the books. But she couldn't let that stop her. She wanted this...she wanted him. With new found determination she put her underwear back on, after all she bought it especially for this reason and she was going to make sure it was seen. Pulling the shirt he had given her over her body she wasn't surprised to see that it fit her more like a dress than a shirt. "It smells like him." It carried the scent of the cologne that he always wore. It seemed to be his signature scent but he wore others but she noticed he wore this one more often because she told him that she liked it. She smiled into the soft fabric, he may not always act like it but her opinion mattered to him just as his mattered to her. Gathering her own clothes into a neat pile she came across her necklace, the blue gemstone shined in the light of the bathroom. She still couldn't believe he had spent so much money on a piece of jewelry but she treasured the necklace like she did her own life. Placing it back around her neck she felt better, wearing what he gave her while wearing one of his shirts was almost as if he was holding her in his arms. She always felt safe when he held her and she knew that despite her fears that once they did take the next step so long as he continued to keep holding her in his arms, everything would be ok. Deciding that she wasted enough time she set to work to dry her hair and went about looking over the rest of her body for anything that could cause them to stop in the middle. She used the spare tooth brush she kept there to make her breath smell minty fresh, she grabbed her spare razor to do a double on her armpits and legs, and grabbed her deodorant to hide any sweat that may have come during her panic attack. She halted in her antics when she stopped to look at the medicine cabinet in his bathroom, mixed in with his stuff was hers. After her first night sleeping over Yuuki suggested she leave a tooth brush over his place just in case and when she brought this up to Tsukasa he seemed pleased with the idea and even suggested she leave more stuff at his place. At first she had just left an extra tooth brush and deodorant but she hadn't realized until now that over time she started leaving more and more of her stuff at his place. They were simple items that she picked up at the convenience but seeing that he put them with his warmed her heart. "Stupid, this makes us look an old married couple." She blushed at her thought, closing the cabinet and picking up her extra brush to fix her hair. She giggled at the sight of the red thing. "Maybe we are."
Happy with how she looked she took in one last deep breath to calm her nerves. She was still tense but she wasn't going to let that stop her. She would do this! Turning the knob she stepped out of the bathroom and back into the bedroom. The lights were still off but the lamp on the nightstand had been turned on where Tsukasa sat on the bed with his back facing her. She noticed he had changed as well, wearing only a pair of blue sleep pants with no shirt. She blushed at his naked skin, it was a big reminder of what they were about to do. He was hunched over and by the rustling of paper seemed to be reading something. Whatever it was he was completely engrossed in it because he hadn't even heard her come out. Shrugging to herself she picked up her clothes and brought them over to the dresser and gulped when she turned back around to face him. But even then he still hadn't noticed she was back in the room. With the small light she could tell he was reading a magazine and by the cover it was one of those teen magazine that a lot of the girls in her school read but what on earth he could be reading at a time like this was beyond her. She moved to sit down next to him, thinking he would finally realize she was there but he had his nose so deep into whatever article he was reading that he didn't even notice the movement in the bed. With an eye twitch and a low sigh she leaned over to get a glimpse at what he was looking at.
"The Perfect Guide For The Perfect First Time"
She felt her eyebrows raise at the title and tried to lean in more to make out what exactly this article was about but his large body was blocking her. Finally she had enough and decided it was time to speak up. "What are you reading?" she asked, but hadn't been expecting the reaction she got.
His entire body tensed up and jumped all at once and before she could even blink he threw the magazine across the room. It hit the door with such force she was amazed it didn't break on impact. "Don't sneak up on people like that!" he cried, his entire face had gone red and his eyes were as wide as dinner plates.
She titled her head to the side in confusion. He was so weird sometimes. "It's not my fault you were so engrossed in that magazine," she brought her legs up on the bed, curling them up to keep warm. It was late January and despite the heat in the room being in just a shirt was chilly. "What were you reading anyways?"
He had the look of a guilty child that just got caught reading a dirty magazine. "It's none of your business." He jumped to his feet, but in his haste to get away from her he hit into his nightstand making all the magazines he had gathered there fall to the floor. To him it was like watching it all happen in slow motion while all she saw was a big mess. He fell to his knees to pick them all up but he hadn't been fast enough and she had grabbed one.
Tsukushi looked at the color coverage before flipping to the page that had been booked mark by a sticky note. "Aren't these the magazines that are known for their dating articles?" she flipped through the pages, eyes leisurely looking over the pictures, products and the few articles that caught her interest. She wasn't able to look any further because it was ripped from her hands and watched as Tsukasa shoved every magazine he had in his room into the tiny drawer of his nightstand with what she swore was every ounce of strength he had.
With a swift kick the drawer was shut, she wondered briefly if it would ever open again, and he turned back around to face her. "Before you get any weird ideas those aren't mine. I was just holding onto them for a friend of mine and because you were taking so long in the shower I started reading one for fun. Not because I reading it for tips on what to do in a situation like this!"
Tsukushi raised an eyebrow but tried her hardest to keep her face neutral. "Yeah right." Didn't he know that was the go-to excuse guys use when their girlfriends find dirty magazines in their rooms? Although she supposed finding that it also could apply in this type of situation. No guy would want to be caught with a stack of dating magazines. By the amount she saw he had become an avid reader of those articles that he claimed were for his friend. "I don't think your friend will like you manhandling his magazines like that." She pointed to the nightstand that had a few pieces sticking out. She could easily have come up with a hundred different jokes to tease him but she didn't want too. From what she saw told her that he's been reading them for as long as they've been dating and she found it sweet. And it made her feel better that she wasn't the only one apprehensive about tonight.
Clearing his throat Tsukasa sat back down on the bed, arms crossed over his chest. "He'll deal with it." He muttered, cheeks still tinted pink but his demeanor was nice and calm now. "I can't believe she bought that." He grinned, proud of himself for convincing her otherwise about the magazines that were really his.
Tsukushi could easily tell what he was thinking about. "He's an idiot." She was almost tempted to let him know that he hadn't fooled her but she figured it would better for both of them if she just continued to play stupid. Rolling her eyes at his behavior she noticed the two gifts she had brought with her had been moved from the living room and were now sitting on his bed. "Hey, those are..." she crawled over to pick them both up, thankfully they both still remained unopened.
"I wanted to wait till you were finished to open them." He said, sitting back against his pillows and held out both his hands. His eye twitched when she just sat there looking at him. "Well, give them too me." He frowned, wanting her to give him his presents already.
She felt her own eye twitch. "I swear he's like a little kid." It was times like this she wondered if he was really turning eighteen. Fighting back the words she wanted to say she handed him the one bag that held the cookies she made for him.
He did not like this. "Why are you only giving me one?"
"You can open one tonight and the other you open tomorrow on your actual birthday." She told him. She had anticipated this fight and was prepared for it.
He really didn't like this. "It is my birthday." He shoved his phone in her face to show her the time. It was a little past midnight, which meant it was January 31st the day he was born.
She gulped, none of her arguments could help her. She had only been planning on giving him the cookies and then he would open the scarf tomorrow after she left. She wasn't the best at knitting and it was her first time making a scarf so she wasn't very confident in the workmanship, which is why she had planned for him to open it tomorrow after she left. The cookies were baked as extras and to serve as a distraction for his actual gift. "Well I..." she racked her brain for a suitable rebuttal against his words but so far she was drawing a blank.
When he saw she wasn't going to give him his gifts without a fight he took matters into his own hands. Leaning forward he flicked her nose and snatched the gift from her hands when they shot up to hold her stinging face. "Hey!" he ignored her cries and easily blocked her from taking them back with his long legs as he happily tore into both his gifts.
"It took me over an hour to wrap those!" she wanted to say and scold him for ruining her efforts but saw that all her attempts were in vain. With a low sigh she stopped trying to get them back and sat back down.
He didn't notice. His focus was on the two presents now sitting in his lap. He held up the red materiel in his hands, looking at the details and sloppy craftsmanship that went into making it. His thumb traced over his initials at the two ends of the fabric.
"I never knitted a scarf before so you better not make fun of me!" she cried, feeling the need to defend herself when he didn't say anything.
With great care he put the scarf and even the wrapping it came in on the nightstand. His attention was now on the packet of cookies. He picked one up, examining the burnt pastry in his hand that had been molded to look like his face. It was much like the design she had made on his birthday cake but in the packet he now held many different variations of expressions.
She felt the need to explain herself even more when it came to those. "We don't have an oven at our house. I had to use the grill so they may smell a bit fishy." She squirmed in her spot. Honestly she had been planning on making the cookies at Yuuki but the two had lost track of time and she reluctantly had to make them at home while she got dressed. She had complete confidences in her cooking skills but she was embarrassed by the design she did. Honestly she did it without even realizing it. She had so much fun making his face on the cake that she didn't notice she had made out the cookies to look like his different facial expressions until it was too late. His silence was making her question about the gifts. She really wished he would say something, it wasn't like him to not voice his opinion. "Look if you don't like them then I'll just eat them myself." She reached over to grab them but he stopped her.
He held her hand in his, intertwining their fingers as he placed the cookies next to his new scarf, putting them down with the same care he had done with the other gift. Once he determined they were secure he turned his full attention back on the woman in front of him. With ease he pulled her towards him, kissing her softly before pulling back to let her know exactly what he thought of her gifts. "I'm so happy."
He had the biggest smile she had ever seen on his face. He looked so much like a child, so angelic but that one smile did so much to enhance his handsome features. It made her heart beat at the sight. And it made her feel so good inside to know that she was the reason that smile was on his face. With a thug of her hand he pulled her in for a kiss and she happily returned the affection. The gifts had been just what they needed. They calmed them both down and were the perfect reminder about how much they loved each other. They made the other happy. They made each other feel a love they never felt before. They made the other have panic attacks in the shower while the other read dating advice from a magazine. They were unique and special, nothing like what you'd expect from an ordinary couple and that's what made them love the other so much.
He pulled her into his lap, his legs wrapping themselves her as she sat on her knees with her hands on his shoulders and his held her waist. They continued to kiss, once more their tongues meeting in their strange dance that felt so overpowering that Tsukushi moaned at the contact. Something about this kiss was different and they both felt it. He rolled them over, knocking over the lap on his stand in the process, causing the only light source in the room to go out.
"You're lamp..." she tried to speak, the responsible side reminding her of the cost and mess that came from the broken lamp.
"Leave it." He growled into the kiss, his lips leaving to trace over her the skin on her neck. He sucked on the smooth skin, grinning when he saw the kiss marks he was leaving behind and when he caught a whiff of his shampoo mixed in with her natural scent. He never imagined he could smell something so heavenly in his entire life.
Tsukushi moaned even louder. Her body was starting to become excited at what was happening and it made her want more. To feel more of him on her, to feel his lips kiss more of her body and for her to kiss him back. Adjusting her head she placed a soft kiss on his neck, it was almost like a ghost's touch but by the grunt he made told her that he liked it and she continued. When she reached his ears her mind flashed her a memory of her running her fingers through her hair, she accidently hit his ear and he had stiffen up. He had said that his ears were sensitive and they were his only weak spot. She felt somewhat embarrassed for doing it but before she could talk herself out of it she gently bit down on his earlobe. He instantly stiffened up and moved away, his eyes had widen in size once more and the look in them was indescribable. For a second she worried she had done it wrong but all her fears were chased away as he crashed his lips back down over hers, this time with much more passion and intensity then she's ever felt. Her arms wrapped around his neck, one hand weaving its way into his hair as he brought her leg around his waist. He was bringing her body in closer to his and that was when she felt it. It was nothing more than a poke but it sent a jolt of electricity through her that she let out such a moan that she didn't even recognize her own voice. He clearly heard it, based on the way he kicked his pants off was all the proof she needed to know that he heard her. Their kiss broke when he pulled his shirt off her and she gulped. This was the time she had been waiting for. It was the exact reason why she had bought this underwear.
She hadn't noticed her eyes had closed until she realized that she couldn't see his expression. Peeking them open she saw he was staring at her body, an intense look shinned in his eyes. A flash of emotion spread across his gaze, one that she knew shouldn't appear during this kind of situation. This definitely hadn't been the reaction she was expecting. "Tsukasa...?" she reached to cup his cheek with her hand and was glad that he held it.
"Tell me..." He dragged her hand along so he could kiss her palm. "Is this the underwear those two guys helped you pick out?" his voice was low but demanding and his eyes reflected the same.
She nodded, not sure what else to do. She had bought this specifically for him because she wanted him to be stunned by her beauty and not laugh in her face from her bra breaking. "Do you not like it?" she felt so stupid for asking but she needed to know if she was even stupider for asking a bunch of stranger for advice on what to wear for her boyfriend.
He didn't answer at first, instead he continued to stare at her body. "I love it," he kissed her hand again. "You look amazing," he leaned forward so that his forehead was touching hers. "I'm just annoyed that there are other guys who also know just how beautiful this looks on you."
She smiled. She should have known his sudden attitude chance was fueled by jealousy. "They didn't see me in it. They only picked it out."
"Guys have good imaginations." He informed her, his gaze staring directly into hers so she could known the truth in his words. So she could know he too imagined her in such a manner.
She felt heat gather in her face. "I really doubt they would spare me a second thought." She had caught a glimpse of the two girls they were with and she knew she would never be their type. Not unless she went from an A to a D over night. "Besides even if they did by some miracle find me attractive it wouldn't change anything. I love you." This time it was her words that were full of truth. It didn't matter who it was no one would ever be able to replace him from her heart.
They didn't say anything more because they didn't need too. Her words eased his jealously and his kiss silently told her that he felt the same. His hands reached behind to unhook her bra, the soft material slipped off her with ease and as if time had stilled she sat there, revealing her body to him. She always felt so insecure about her breasts because the other girls in her class always seemed to have bigger ones. She knew most guys preferred girls with more to them but from the way he was looking at her you would think he was staring at a work of art. It made her feel beautiful. His hands cupped her breasts, feeling them, kissing them, molding them with his large hands and making her moan like there was no tomorrow. She sat, her mind becoming a blank slate as she felt him work wonders with his hands. She's seen him take down gangs of guys that were stupid enough to try and mug them, she knew the power those hands had in them but even in his firm caress of her body she could still feel the tenderness that he only ever showed her. He was making her feel so much with such simple touches. She never knew it was possible to feel this way but she was starting to get greedy and she wanted more. But before she could go on with her desire she wanted him to feel the same, after all this time was meant for both of them. With shaky hands she reached down to pull off his boxers. She's read a few books on what to do during these times and she gulped at the thought of doing them. She wanted him to experience the same pleasures she was but she still wasn't completely sure of herself. His hands covered hers and he kissed her gently, silently telling her that for now this was enough. They would be time in the future for them to do more. She smiled into the kiss and together they removed his boxers. He was leaning over her, completely naked and she saw all of him. Everything that made up Tsukasa Daidouji and she thought he was the most beautiful creature she has ever seen. Her body tensed up slightly when he grasped her underwear, her body began to tremor slightly. She cursed her nerves for picking now of all times to act up but a kiss from him eased her beating heart and she let the fabric slip away from her body without a second thought. She was still nervous but being there with him like this felt right. Now she too was lying there naked before his eyes and instead of feeling the intense fear she thought she would she felt exhilarated. They were now about to take the final step into their relationship. They laid there, each staring at the other's naked flesh and a smile on each of their faces as she reached out for him and he happily returned her embrace. Their naked bodies touched and she gulped, she could feel every inch of his desires and feelings in this one embrace and it nearly made her faint.
Only one thing was stopping her from finally completely the act.
"Tsukasa," she whispered into his neck.
"What?" he may not be able to kiss her lips anymore but he still ran his lips down her face. "Are you nervous?" he knew this was her first time. It was his too but he wanted her to enjoy it. She would be the one to feel the most pain and he wanted this moment to be as enjoyable as he could make it. He cupped her cheek in one hand, staring down at the beautiful brown eyes that he never got tired of staring at.
She shook her head. "It's not that," she blushed slightly at the question and knew that this wasn't something she should be asking now but she realized that there was still one thing missing. "Do you have protection?"
He cocked his head to the side, an eyebrow raised with a look that said her question was a strange one to him. "What does having bullet proof glass have to do with us sleeping together?"
Suddenly it felt like the world had come crashing down on them.
Tsukushi groaned, grasping at her head and making them both sit up. "Not that stupid. I mean do you have any condoms?" she didn't even want to think about why her question would cause him to think of bullet proof glass or why he even had windows made up of such materials.
The look on his face told her all she needed to know.
"You didn't buy any did you?" he shook his head and she sighed.
"Well what does it matter? We love each other." He tried to argue.
"That doesn't matter. I'm not running the risk of getting pregnant." She was only seventeen and still in high school. She was too young to have a baby. Not to mention the fact that there was no way she could even afford to take care of one.
He frowned at this. "Do you think I would leave you if you did?" was she doubting him? Did she think he was like those creeps that just sleep with girls and then disappear once they get pregnant?
"No, of course now. I know you're not like that," she blushed, the next few words she was about to say made her feel shy. "But we're still young and I want to be selfish and have more time with you all to myself before any babies come along." She knew exactly what her words sounded like but it was how she really felt. She loved Tsukasa with all her heart and if their relationship stayed the way it was she could easily imagine marrying him and having kids together.
He smiled at her words. It warmed his heart to hear her say that. Cupping both her cheeks in his hands, one of his thumbs tracing the smooth skin that he held he looked at her with all the affection and desire he felt towards her. "Idiot." He slammed his forehead into hers and crossed his arms as she fell down with a cry of pain. "Saying something like that isn't going to help calm me down." If anything it had the opposite effect. He may be young but he can see a future with Tsukushi and hearing that she felt the same had his blood pumping. For most guys having a girl say something like that would probably have sent them running for the hills but he wasn't like the others. For him there was no one else. And to hear that the woman he loves had the same hopes for a future together made him want to do it even more.
Tsukushi held her aching forehead with both hands. She certainly hadn't been expecting him to do that to her. "Hey. What you do that for?" she sat back up, tears gathered in the corner of her eyes from the impact. It had really hurt.
"I needed some way to take out my frustration." He told her matter-of-factly. With a low sigh he picked the blanket up and wrapped it around her naked body as he got under the sheets. Once they were both bundled up he pulled her to him, holding her as close as he possibly could. "Next time I'll be ready." He muttered into her hair as her head resting in the crock of his neck. His body was still agitated and pulsing but for him it was enough to hold her in his arms.
She smiled at those words. Most guys would not have been so nice after being so close to sex and then being denied. Most guys would have probably called her every name in the book before breaking up with her to find some other girl that would sleep with them. But that's what made him so great. He was a one of kind guy and she really was lucky to be with him. They really were so close to doing it but the risk was too great to take just because they were ready to take the next step. Besides it wasn't like this was the last time they would get a chance to try. If they were ready now then it meant that they would be ready next time but much better prepared. "You're a really good guy, Tsukasa." She snuggled closer into, getting her body in a comfortable position to sleep.
He sighed into her hair. Her words were nice but it only made his heart beat and that was not what he needed right now. "You know, sometimes you really piss me off."
She laughed. "I love you too."