Risa had left her bedroom door open and he had been torturing himself with so many mental images that he was now in a very painfully erect state. Cursing roundly and wondering if his girlfriend was punishing him, he decided that it might be in his best interests to bid her goodbye.

He shifted to throw his legs over the futon and grimaced. Fuck! He mentally screamed. He couldn't walk down the street like this! He could barely shift without wincing. Gingerly, he unbuttoned his pants, worked the zipper down, and freed his straining cock. The tip was purple and he knew he had no choice. He was going to have to do something about it.

Gritting his teeth, Otani wrapped his hand around the base and stroked up. His head flew back and his spine arched.

Kami, that feels good.

He started a steady pace; one he knew from many dateless nights would bring him relief, and closed his eyes. He pictured Koizumi while he moved is palm up and down his shaft. He was so lost in the pleasure, that he didn't hear the water cut off and he didn't see his girlfriend walk into her room, but he sure as hell heard her choked sound when she caught what he was doing.

Otani's eyes flew open, but he couldn't stop now even if he wanted to. He met her gaze and she turned beat red as she watched him move his hand, once, twice, three, times before arching his hips and coming. He collapsed, mortified and blushed painfully.

"Risa I…it's not what…well it is…but…you went to take a shower and see…I…well you're nak…" He trailed off, realizing that there really was nothing he could say to make this situation better. Koizumi's eyes widened and she blushed when she translated his jumbled speech. He was imagining her naked in the shower…he really did want her as badly as he said he did. With a shy smile quirking her lips she padded barefoot to her bedroom door, closed it and locked it, and walked back across the room until she was standing in front of her boyfriend.

Otani stared up at her, swallowed hard, and his brow furrowed in question.

"Koizumi?"

She met his eyes and dropped the towel. Otani almost swallowed his tongue. She was blushing furiously, but she didn't move her gaze from his and he found himself staring at her, his mouth moving like a landed fish.

Sweet Kami! Koizumi is standing in front of me naked.

The thought almost short circuited his brain. His gaze traveled from her eyes, down her slender neck, past her delicate collarbone and paused at her rosy tipped breasts. He swallowed hard again and his eyes dropped lower, past stomach and her slender hips, and came to rest hungrily on the ginger curls at the apex of her thighs.

He unconsciously licked his lips. He'd never seen his girlfriend fully nude. Kami, she was beautiful. Delicate, slender, but modestly curved enough to accentuate the differences between them.

"O-Otani," she whispered, but he found he couldn't look away from her sex. All the thoughts and instructions came back to him in a rush and he reached out, grasped her hips and pulled her forward.

"Otani!" She gasped just as he shoved his tongue inside her. Risa made a strange sound and instinctively parted her thighs and rested her hands on his shoulder for balance. Otani wasted no time. He gripped her hips and splayed his fingers of her backside for better leverage. He used his knees to nudge her legs apart even more and ran his tongue over her labia.

She moaned but he was too focused on his task to react. A wicked thought occurred to him as he tongued her. She'd already been wet. Seeing him masturbating had turned her on. He decided that he wanted to make her wetter; he wanted to make her come.

He ran his tongue up her slit and found the glistening pearl he knew would send her over. He flicked it and she gasped. With a naughty grin he latched his lips around her clit and started sucking and tonguing it with sharp, quick flicks.

"O-oh O-Otani. P-Please," she begged. He changed the angle, pushed his tongue inside her and worked her clit with his nose, before taking it between his teeth and scissoring them over the swollen nub. Her legs started to tremble in earnest and he could tell by the sounds she was making that she was close. He released her clit from his teeth, warped his lips around it and started sucking hard and at the same time he moved his right hand around to her front and eased two fingers inside her. The stroking of his large hand and the suction on her clit was almost too much, but when he started flicking his tongue against her again Risa couldn't take it anymore.

With a cry she came hard and Otani lapped at her while she gushed over his mouth and chin. Boneless, she sank down and he had just enough presence of mind to draw them both onto the bed. He kissed her and she could taste herself in his mouth. When they pulled away he smiled down at her and she flushed.

"That was…I…thank you, Otani," she whispered. He grinned at her with that mixture of arrogance and tenderness that had her equal parts wanting to hit him and hug him. He kissed the tip of her nose and rubbed his against hers before moving away.

"I want to make love to you, Risa," he murmured. Her eyes grew a little panicked and she tried to pull away, but he tightened his hold and said.

"Not tonight…I know you're not ready for that tonight. But…think about it would you? We don't have to rush…so whenever you're ready."

She relaxed against him and the tension immediately flowed out of his shoulders. He was feeling drowsy and fighting his eyelids when Risa's voice drew him back to wakefulness.

"O-Otani?"

He met her gaze. He was so close he could see the different swirls of amber and brown in her irises. "Yeah?"

She bit her lip and he stifled a groan as the urge to kiss her came upon him.

"I-I want to make love to you too…but I want it to be someplace…special."

He smirked and gave into his urge to kiss her briefly.

"We'll plan a trip…just the two of us. I'll make it special for you Koizumi."

She smiled, snuggled against him, and soon they were both asleep. Otani lips seemed to be turned into a permanent grin as he dreamed of the girl in his arms. He was going to make love to Koizumi.

Kami, he was the luckiest man alive.

"Risa." Yoko said, trying to get her attention. The young woman didn't react, she was too busy twisting a shirt with her hands and staring off into space. Yoko eyed her and tried again.

"Risa." She still didn't react. With an exasperated sigh she marched over to her assistant, leaned over, and yelled right in her ear.

"Risa!" She made a startled sound and jumped. Yoko smirked.

"Oh Yoko, I'm so sorry! Have you been calling me long?"

Yoko tapped a finger over her full bottom lip and contemplated the young woman before her. Risa had been decidedly distracted today, so distracted that she'd grabbed the wrong outfit for the last two models that had come into the trailer. It simple wasn't like her to be that scatter brained when it came to her job.

She crossed her arms over her chest and watched the girl shift nervously.

"All right, you might as well tell me what has you drifting off into space. I would eventually like to get some work done and you're so out of it I might as well be working alone."

Risa's face fell and she picked nervously at the shirt in her hands. Yoko tried not to wince. The shirt was Dolce and Gabbana and not only had she wrinkled it beyond recognition, she could see some of the threads coming loose. Sighing, she took the shirt out of Risa's hands before it became completely ruined, draped it over a nearby chair, took Risa's hands in her own, and forced her to sit with her on one of the many benches in the trailer.

"I wasn't maligning your performance. You've been a wonderful assistant Risa, which is why it is pretty obvious something is wrong. Can you tell me?"

The young woman bit her lip and looked away, blushing. Gathering her courage Risa blurted.

"Otani and I are going to have sex and I'm scared!"

Yoko blinked once, twice and then laughed so hard she felt that her insides might burst. Risa blushed harder and tried to pull her hands away, but her boss would have none of it.

Calming down, she met the younger woman's eyes steadily and smiled. "I'm sorry Risa darling, I didn't mean to laugh. It's just…you should have seen the face you made. As for the rest of it, it's perfectly natural to be apprehensive about taking such a step with your boyfriend. I would be more concerned if you weren't. Have you talked to Otani about how you're feeling?"

Risa shot her friend a 'deer-caught-in-headlights' look.

"T-Talked to O-Otani? I-I can't! It's bad enough that I'm so nervous, and he's so excited. He's been going over brochures for the past four days, looking for the perfect place."

Yoko's smile gentled. "Do you love him?"

Risa nodded emphatically, and whispered. "Yes, yes I love him very much."

"Do you want to have sex with him?"

The younger woman bit her lip. "Y-Yes, it's just…"

"Just what?" Her boss prompted.

Risa went pale. "What if I'm bad at it? What if I'm so bad at it that Otani realizes what a big mistake he made dating me!? What if when we're making love he starts to dwell on our height differences again! And then starts thinking he could do better than an oversized, Amazon like me! What if…"

She had been becoming steadily more panicked as she spoke. Wide-eyed, Yoko interrupted her before she had a full blown anxiety attack.

"Risa calm down, darling. You need to calm down. That's it, breathe for me. Just breathe."

Slowly, the distraught girl became composed enough so that Yoko was sure she wouldn't pass out on her. In a very motherly fashion she squeezed her fingers.

"Risa, Otani loves you. He's not going to break up with you just because you have no experience. If that was the case he'd have done it already. He's a good man, darling. If you aren't ready to take this step, you need to tell him. He'll understand."

She hung her head, dejected. "I-I am ready…I just don't want…I'm scared he'll…"

She couldn't complete any of her sentences. Yoko frowned and pulled the younger woman into a hug. Risa clung to her gratefully.

"Otani won't leave you just because you have sex with him. If all he'd wanted was that he'd have shown his true colors a long time ago. He loves you. You don't have to be afraid of disappointing him."

She pulled back and Risa gave her a watery smile. Yoko squeezed her hands one last time and released her.

"Now, how about we get some work done, yes?" Risa's smile widened and she nodded. Yoko breathed a sigh of relief as she watched her assistant move to the other end of the trailer and start going through the outfits for the next model. She shook her head.

Sometimes she forgot how very young her assistant really was. She frowned slightly. If Otani did hurt her, Yoko promised that there would be hell to pay.

Otani was going to ignore Kyle. It was better for his sanity…safer. His roommate was a pervert and a lecher. Every time Otani listened to him the bastard got him in to trouble.

"Oi, midget are you even listening to me?" Kyle yelled and whacked him on the back of his head.

"That hurt, moron!" Otani yelled. Kyle smirked.

"Well you shouldn't have been ignoring me, asshole."

He scowled at his friend. "I'm ignoring you out of self preservation. Last time I listened to you Koizumi and I almost broke up."

Kyle looked hurt. "That was so not my fault, bra. And besides, you learned a little something from the torture so it all worked out in the end. Now, tell me where you plan on going to be in flagrante delicto with the fair Risa."

Kyle waggled his eyebrows and Otani hit him in the shoulder…hard.

"Ow! Dammit midget that hurt!"

His friend scowled. "Then stop being a perverted ass!" Kyle sighed in a long suffering fashion.

"I swear, you tie a guy to a chair and make him watch a few measly porn tapes and you're forever labeled a pervert."

"No, you were a pervert before…that just made you creepy."

The blond rolled his eyes. "Whatever. You still need to tell me where you're going. I can help."

Kyle reached for a nearby brochure and Otani snatched it away before he could grab it.

"I've had enough help from you. If you help me anymore then next time Koizumi will probably kick me in the nuts before breaking up with me forever. I'll be emasculated and alone…no thanks."

"Again, so not my fault your perverted little midget mind got you all jealous and stupid."

Otani's eyed twitched. "You tied me to a chair and made me watch hours of porn. You made diagrams, you…"

"Didn't have anything to do with you opening your stupid mouth and calling her a ho. That was all you, bra. Besides, why in the hell are we continuing to beat this dead horse? She forgave you, you made up, and now you're off to some super secret squirrel love nest to do the mattress dance with your hot girlfriend."

Otani glared at him. "Don't you have somewhere else to be…far, far away from here?"

Kyle sighed. "Dude seriously, let me help. I'm the master blaster of seduction."

His little friend graced him with a sardonic look. Kyle decided to amend his statement.

"Okay, maybe not the master, but I'm in the top five. I swear I'm sorry about before. I can't help that you're just do damn easy to tease and besides I might just be a wee bit jealous of you, man."

Hearing the very strange note in his friend's voice Otani looked up.

"Me? Why are you jealous of me? You've got girls…"

Kyle stood up abruptly and cut him off.

"Yeah man…I know…but you got Koizumi. She loves you, like really and truly cares about you. Most girls…well they may like to take me for a test drive but I've never had one that wanted to stick around to buy the car. You're lucky. Most people go their entire lives and never find that."

There was a very distinct and unfamiliar maudlin tone to Kyle's voice that he'd never heard before. Otani quietly studied his friend for a few moments and noticed that the blond refused to meet his gaze. He blinked, surprised. Kyle was actually being serious for once. Gruffly, Otani mumbled.

"All right…you can help me pick out a place."

Kyle grinned and pumped his fist in the air.

"All right! One truly awesome love nest coming up!"

Otani dropped his head into his hands. He was sure he was going to regret this.