Disclaimer: I don't own DearS or any of the DearS character.

WARNING: LIME/LEMON what ever you call it. I doubt anyone will get offended. I mean it is DearS, the show can be pretty racy.

CAN I TAKE CARE OF YOU?

Last time with Takeya:

Takeya presses the side of his face onto his fist as his elbow rests on the checkout counter of the video store. His eyes become half lidded as he stares straight ahead, lost in his thoughts…

'Great,' Takeya thinks to himself, 'Four fun-filled hours of checking in and checking out movies. I really need to find a job that pays more, otherwise: I won't have any time to study. I won't be able to spend any time with Ren.'

Takeya opens his eyes a bit wider as a realization suddenly hits him.

'I want to spend time with Ren. Why should I? It's not like we're a couple or anything. She's just a slave.'


Takeya's elbow slides down the counter as he begins to day-dream.

He sees himself laying on his futon in his room, as Ren hand feeds him grapes and gives him sips of cool lemonade while wearing a skimpy maid's uniform that leaves very little to the imagination.

"Slave, your master is feeling warm, fan me," Takeya orders in a pompous tone.

"Yes master," Ren happily obliges. She picks up a huge white feather and begins to create a light breeze that slightly moves the top of Takeya's hair.

Takeya watches Ren's chest go up and down as she raises and lowers the large feather in an attempt to cool down the hot and bothered teenager.

"Aaaaahh, this is the life," Takeya says to himself. He stretches as he interlocks his fingers behind his head and crosses his feet.

After a few minutes pass by, Takeya starts to feel a little stiff.

'Phew,' he thinks to himself, 'All of this relaxing is making me tense.'

A sly smile works it way across Takeya's face as his line of vision slowly moves its way towards Ren's hands.

"Slave," Takeya calls as he turns face down on his futon.

"Yes master," Ren answers sweetly while still fanning the teenager.

"Your master needs a massage," he states in a muffled voice.

"Understood," Ren replies as she puts the fan down and kneels at her master's side.

"Be gentle," Takeya says and then snickers to himself. 'This is gonna be great. Oihiko is going to be so jealous.'


Takeya continues lost in his thoughts as Mitsuka walks in to return some "movies" starring her self.

"Takeya! What a surprise to find you…," she pauses when she notices that the check out boy is staring off into space.

She waves her hand in front of his face to see if he's paying attention but, she received no reaction.

'Mitsuka,' she thinks to herself excitedly as her face becomes flushed, 'You are such a hot teacher that even out of school your students daydream about you. I think it's about time for that private lesson I've been wanting to give Takeya. Aaah haaa! This is turning me on.'

She forces herself to regain her composure after humping the counter a couple of times, walks behind it and starts rubbing Takeya's shoulders to gently wake him from his reverie.


"Takeya?" Ren asks as she continues to gently rub his shoulders.

"Mmm hmm," Takeya answers with his face still buried in his futon.

Ren moves from her spot next to Takeya and leans closer to him as she straddles his waist and lightly rests her breasts on his back. She keeps rubbing his shoulders as she exhales softly next to his ear, causing him to shiver involuntarily. Takeya swallows the newly formed lump in his throat due to Ren's chest on his back.

'What is she doing?' Takeya asks himself as he begins to lean into her touch, 'I am only a man. I can't take much more of this.'

"Takeya," she whispers. "Do you want me to take care of you?" she asks as she presses even closer to his back causing him to stiffen as he realizes the complete fullness of the breasts on his back.

"Yes," Takeya stutters through gasps and closes his eyes. "I can't resist you any longer," he answers in a defeated voice. "Just do what you want," he says as he surrenders his will to her touch.

"Yes Takeya," she answers as she shifts her weight off of him and turns him around.


'Hmm,' Takeya thinks to him self, as a pair of soft hands start roaming his body and unzipping his pants, 'This futon feels a lot harder than it used to.' 'This feel so real but, I know it's not happening. Aaaggg! Even in my fantasies I can't handle girls. Ok. Just shut up and go with it!' he orders him self and buries his face into the soft, voluptuous breasts in front of his face.

As Takeya revels in the softness of the flesh pressed against his cheek, he feels a slight breeze on the part of his anatomy where the sun doesn't shine. Soon after, he feels a tender, yet firm, hand begin to stroke him up and down with accompanying moans that sounded a little too enthusiastic for the Ren that he knew.

Throwing caution to the wind, Takeya begins to let himself enjoy the sensations given to him by this sensual and talented woman on top of him.

'Aaa aa I never knew I had such a realistic imagination,' Takeya thinks to himself as he rests his left hand against the wall and begins to trail his right hand down Ren's firm buttocks. He squeezes one of her cheeks and moans quietly as he feels the need for release intensify with each stroke. 'Oh God, any minute now.'

Takeya tenses at the loss of warmth as the delicate hand that was wrapped around his throbbing member moves away. He looks up at Ren shifting above him and he places a hand on each of her hips as she lowers her pelvis onto his awaiting member.


A/N Well this is it. I wanted to write more but I need to go to sleep. Hey if you want, let your imagination run wild. I know I will. If you read it, let me know what you thought. This was my first time. Thank you.