Summary: A continuation from the previous chapter when Chihiro is trying to get back to the bathhouse after Haku takes her to visit her parents. Haku accuses Chihiro of lying and gives her a chance to make penance – with a kiss – but she refuses to give in.
Rating for Chapter: M/MA for adult themes and explicit sexual references. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED.
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5: The Hungry Dragon
"If you kiss me now, I might forgive you. If you don't, I will punish you for lying to me," Haku promised too sensually, his mouth hovering over hers.
Chihiro wasn't going to be caught lying, but wouldn't give Haku the satisfaction of winning, either. They hadn't even gone on a date for heaven's sake and he wanted to make a meal of her! It was too much for a young woman unexpectedly trapped in a freakish world, only to be pinned under a freakishly perfect dream-man-thing.
She was incensed Haku seemed to predict her every move, and infuriatingly aroused despite her resistance. Chihiro's eyes stared out of her scarlet face, peering up at Haku's ethereal beauty, haloed by his silken hair. Why did it constantly end this way between them? NOT this time! She determined. No matter how good a kisser he was, no matter how holy-hell-hot he was, no matter how much her body begged for his. She'd always imagined sweet and tender moments with that special someone to be sweet and tender. Not like this, where she lay splayed on her back in a vegetable patch under an exotic Lothario, who certainly was something rather special. This situation required de-sexualizing post haste. Think, Chihiro, think!
"All right. If you let me go, I'll find the kitchens and cook you breakfast. I'm great in the kitchen. I'll make you a breakfast you'll never forget. Now get off me!" she stuttered, her body melded so intimately with his, she could hear her heart out beat his, perpetually controlled in rhythm.
"Hmm, sounds good. And you will give me a breakfast I'll never forget," Haku rasped hungrily, giving her an Eskimo kiss. "No need to cook either. I prefer you in the raw."
"AH! That's not what I meant, Haku! You're twisting my words. I meant I want to go to the kitchen and make you breakfast!" Chihiro's pupils reduced to pinpricks, knowing defeat was inevitable in her current position.
"Grr, adventurous, aren't we? We can do breakfast in the kitchen another time. I'll have you right here today, thank you," Haku whispered, tracing her lips with his index finger, tilting his head like a bird to observe her as he did so.
Holy hell! Why did she have to be so turned on by Haku and so turned off at herself for being turned on! "For the last time GET OFF! In my world this is called SEXUAL HARASSMENT!" she spat out of nervousness.
"Yes, in this world too. You're harassing me with your sexuality." He smirked predatorily. "How am I to suppose to resist your seductions, Chihiro?" Indolently, he began smothering her mouth. "Do you know how delicious you look speckled with rice? You're my little onigiri. Now, for the last time stop wriggling around. Can't you feel how you're sexually harassing me?" Indeed, Haku's morning pop-up-and-say-hello was saying good morning very loudly and physically, pressed hard over her upper thigh. It obviously wanted an introduction.
She gulped hard, wanting him but not wanting him. Her legs pinned under his, her arms pinned over her head, and soon her mouth would suffer the same fate. However, being the slow learner she was, and forgetting the lesson from last night, Chihiro opened her mouth in a half-hearted protest and timidity; again falling for Haku's trick to slip into the inner warmth of mouth. He licked the inside of her cheeks, moving to tangle his tongue with hers. Chihiro's eyes involuntarily closed to her paradise lost, responding to the pressure of his lips, receptive to everything he wanted. Her brain struggled to recall what her resistance was about in the first place. Playing hard to get was getting hard to play and she certainly couldn't get why she was playing hard to get anymore. She just didn't want to promote herself as a smorgasbord for any guy to eat off, even if it was Haku. And if she allowed him to do this, didn't it mean she was easy?
Her arms went limp from fatigue, acknowledging the fight was futile under his grip. Maybe she'd enjoy herself just a little before shoving him off, she reasoned. How can I even get one word out in indignation if he kidnapped my tongue and very breath anyway? was her other excuse. Her writhing body stilled under his, his hips anchoring her down. Her legs stilled, yet her toes wiggled, responding to his burning, liquid kisses.
Haku purred, literally, the guttural resonance sending hedonistic sensations penetrating her body. His fingers worked as possessed devils tugging on the side ties holding her top together, yanking the top apart to expose the flimsy blue undergarment, he tore it away in one savage motion. Chihiro was grateful her expensive bra was in the room or else he'd have needlessly destroyed it. But, really… she thought. Do I really give a crap at this moment?
There was no escape, even if she wanted to. Chihiro's toes and fingers curled tighter, feeling the heightened pressure of his body on hers, reacting to every single toned, heated inch. The sweet winds caressed the naked skin he'd exposed, goose bumps rising to the lingering chill. Haku's hand re-acquainted itself with the same breast from the night before, the sudden warmth of his skin evoking an involuntary groan from Chihiro. This time, his hand was more vigorous, squeezing, kneading her flesh together, and cupping her into a mound ready for his mouth. His mouth slipped from her utterly satiated lips, snaking along her slender neck, his tongue swirling down to the fleshy mound that he took hungrily into his eager mouth.
Chihiro balled her hands in quiet restraint, explosive delight and wonderment at the insanely erotic pleasure spreading through her, caused by the intense, hot, fluid sensuality of Haku's mouth lightly suckling on her nipple, while his fingers kneaded the surrounding softness.
Her resistance was melting faster than the throbbing need of her more private region. Chihiro bit down on her lips, suppressing the sigh threatening to betray her final shard of struggle. She rolled her head to one side, dazed, seeing but not seeing. The snow peas peered back at her, watching her be deliriously ravaged. She was oblivious to everything but the thunderous hammering of her heart, the rushing of blood to her brain at Haku's 'punishment'.
Her eyes hazily rolled down to Haku, needing to observe the fiery marauder torturing and gratifying her with un-wanted pleasure. His chin length green black hair splayed over her pale naked skin. His eyes were closed in concentration, suckling like a starved child. He took her nipple between his teeth, gently nipping and grinding. The delirious stinging pressure blinded her senses like the sun beaming down on the green wheat grass blinded her vision. The snow peas, the corn and cabbage patch were voyeurs to their very public private moment. Have I even gotten one word of protest out yet?
"Haku," she said exasperated, frantic to retain a crumb of decorum. The locales of their embraces were deteriorating. Last night a lift, and now a vegetable patch in broad daylight! He bit his teeth harder on her nipple and Chihiro cried out in shock and delicious pain. He proceeded by lifting up his head higher over her chest, taking her breast in his mouth, lowering his head, raising it again; she shrieked each time, fanning her fingers, kicking her pinned down feet. She crossed her ankles, twisted her toes together at the fevered erotic onslaught, arching her back into Haku's mouth, unconsciously demanding more. Haku lowered his head a final time, swirling his tongue round the aroused bud and, by now, happily sore nipple. Chihiro inhaled in relief that the tumultuous assault was over, panting uncontrollably. Apparently, you can get too much of a good thing.
His eyes snaked up from her breast to meet her desperate, disorientated fawn eyes, hitching up a corner of his mouth in a sly smile. An animal satisfied after devouring its meal, his lips glistened, swollen and red. "You're right. You are good at breakfast." He smirked, licking his lips before returning to his breakfast, drawing her other breast into mouth.
"Haku…" she gasped in hopelessness. "Someone's going to see us!" Helpless as his mouth plundered one breast, his free hand enjoyed the other. This was too fast, too soon, too…ridiculously good!
Anxious yet feverishly pleasured, Chihiro attempted a different tactic to save herself from herself, and anyone or anything that might stumble onto their morning victuals. She rolled onto her side in a last act before she lost control and started tearing off Haku's clothes, and ate him for breakfast. She succeeded! His unquenchable mouth released her brightly pink, wet, blissfully devastated breasts. He lost balance and fell off her. Chihiro struggled upwards in a flash, jerking her top closed. Oh My God! What's he done to them? They're HUGE, RED and bee stung! Chihiro winced inwardly, looking down and witnessing Haku's after math.
"Hey, I haven't had my fill of breakfast yet," he cooed intimately into her ear, sitting up behind her, roping her in his arms from behind. He bit the shell of her ear, stealing kisses to the corner of her mouth, his hands adroitly darting under her top to make friends with her breasts. "They're mine, you're mine," he growled possessively, craning his head over her shoulder, pulling her back against him. His legs wrapped around her.
"Haku…" Chihiro simpered, her hands no longer obeying her brain, instead, stroking the side of his face drawing him closer. "You're going to kill me…with your punishments." Her logic, modesty and decorum jumped ship and she leaned in for a kiss, surrendering to his sweet, eager lips. She did deserve the punishment after all, right?
"In the naughtiest way," he murmured happily into her lips, one hand snaking down the side of her ribs, the other quite content playing with her passionately bruised and tender nipple.
"Haku…" She cautioned, clamping her sweaty, heated hand over his hunting hand. "Where are you going?" She whispered, unwilling to halt her kisses.
"South…" He abandoned her achingly tender kiss, tasting the nape of her neck.
Immediately, her hand stilled his. "N-not here, not like this…" she begged, her voice fragile, her breath shallow. The involuntary pulsating and burning between her legs petrified her.
For once, Haku complied, playfully squeezing her pinked nipple between his index finger and thumb in revenge. "All right, Chihiro, I understand. I'm quite happy with the twins," he chuckled into her neck. "For now."
Thank you, Haku. "You play dirty," complained Chihiro weakly, re-tying the straps of her top with trembling, nervous hands as her brain hollered God he wanted to go down here! Haku, stubborn, kept his hand close to his 'friends'.
"Yes, I like to play with you, especially dirty. It's unfair the affect you have on me."
Chihiro giggled, pushing herself off from between his legs, very shocked to find her knees wobbling like jelly. She wasn't quite ready for him to go down there yet. Shit! I don't even know his last name for Christ sake and he wants to go south? She screamed privately. "And breakfast is over," she grinned, bending down to kiss his forehead recovering a little strength in her legs. "I have to go, Haku. Rin will be looking for me. Besides how can I be sure that you don't ambush other female staff in the gardens?" Chihiro teased as a parting shot, brushing the dirt from her the seat of her pants. How will I explain these grass stains to Rin!
"I don't." Haku lay on his side, leaning on one elbow, enjoying the vision of Chihiro brushing herself off. "I prefer a seaside seduction. So do the women." He said suavely, coolly. Too compelling and convincingly, acting the part of a chauvinistic Lothario; but he was far from that.
"I see." Her insecurities destroyed her shred of self-confidence, seeing Haku's eyes glint with contempt and arrogance. YOU'RE AN IDIOT CHIHIRO! She could and should never have believed any man, especially one as sublime as he, could care for her. Her lids dropped to hide the hurt in her brown eyes turning blueAre you saying her eyes are changing color? Or that she's getting teary-eyed? Because it seems like the former.
, her smile barely masking the quiet death in her heart. The hot sun was suddenly cold in her blue sky. "Thank you for being honest with me." She straightened herself up, cleared her throat, feeling soiled and used again. "Thank you for taking me to my parents." She hurried up the path, shaking with every step, towards the edge of the garden, totally missing Haku's surprised, agonized expression to her reaction at his joke. Reality is the best slap in the face, isn't it Chihiro? She spat with venom to herself. You're such a shit head!
Invisible, gentle claws coiled around her, freezing her movements. Her brain and pride needed to run from another of her stupid decisions, and she fought against the unseen barrier jailing her. Haku's magic. She recalled the first night, and how powerfully, effortlessly Haku had manipulated objects. Yet, she hung her head in silence, refusing to turn back, simply stating, "I've had enough, Haku. We've had fun. Let's leave it at that. I don't know how many girls you have but I don't do that kind of thing. I can't and I won't be that kind person," in a tone seeped in hurt.
"I know," his reply was mellifluous, emphatic. The invisible fingers released their grip, replaced by Haku's strong arms from behind. "Neither am I. You're the only one in this world or any other I'd want to seduce in a vegetable patch, or anywhere else." He hugged her lovingly to him, resting his chin on her shoulder. "I imagined you'd like the sea…I'd hope the sea would be our next time." He whispered into her neck. "I was joking, Chihiro. Don't ever walk away from me looking hurt like that again...all right?"
"Don't toy with me Haku. I'm old enough. If you have someone, I'll understand. After all, I am a stranger to this world, an unexpected intrusion into your life. You should have told me first though, and nothing would have happened." No matter how much I want you. For once, her reticent maturity shone through.
"I'm sorry…I should have been honest from the beginning," he continued, pausing, as they both stood in silence, listening to the lull of the ocean just below the nearby bridge. "I didn't realize how much she meant to me, until I saw her walking away from me this morning. I just didn't understand, or realize until I saw you walking away from me, Chihiro."
"I don't want to waste my time Haku…" Still hurt, she was unable to believe what he was saying. She was the girl walking away from him, right? Better to stop something before it started. Better to stem the hurt before it could flow. She'd be gone soon anyway.
"Neither do I, Chihiro," he kissed her on the head, tucking her arms over his, lacing his slender fingers between hers, reassuring the life out of her. "I'll tell you a secret if you smile…," he murmured, his cheek pressed to hers. The bird's morning song began and the insects joined in, a breath of sweet air surrounding them; both witnessing the splendor of the sun rising into the lilac blue skies.
"What?" Chihiro smiled shyly, her heart regaining its beat.
"You're the first person I've ever punished or seduced…you'll need to let me practice on you some more."
Chihiro's heart wept inwardly. She caught her breath, releasing the tension in her body, leaning into him.
"And you're the first person who's ever punished me with breakfast," she replied fragile, yet overjoyed, squeezing his hand.
"Trust me, they'll be plenty more where that came from," his melodious voice threatened affectionately. "I've got to go now. I'll be back to help you soon. Now go," and Haku opened the gates for Chihiro, waving her away.
Haku's confession surged her happiness, giving Chihiro energy to survive another day in the alien realm. She ran beaming, turning at the bridge to wave goodbye towards the garden gates where she expected him to be. He was gone.
A silver slither glimmered, sailing like a ribbon in the azure sky drawing Chihiro's gaze upwards. Chihiro froze in astonishment.
"Haku, you're a dragon?"
Moral of this chapter…if Haku is going to punish you for lying…then LIE like you've never lied before! Ahah. ahem. LOL. THANK YOU to everyone that reviewed for me! Seriously you all made my mail box very happy. AND you're the only reason/s I've written this chapter. Will see what the response is like for this chapter, so let me know if you want to read more.
Disclaimer: As in all the other chapters.