Kaori's POV
I had to tell him. The thought surfaced in my mind the moment I woke up the next day, and I realized that I did love him, and that I had to tell him. Even if he didn't return my feelings at least he would know. And it seemed that chances had to be taken here. I had never been a big fan of taking chances, but I knew that I had to, and so I would.
I decided that I would tell him on our next date – there would be another date, right? After all, we had already held hands and made out, and that was what people who loved each other did right? As I lay in bed, my teeth worrying my lower lip, I tried to convince myself that it was all right, that he would love me too, and that everything would be fine. Still, the fear of rejection snaked into my mind insidiously.
Still, I would tell him. With the decision made, I got up and prepared for my classes.
During lunch, I got a call from him. Excitement at the thought of speaking to him thrummed in my veins, solidifying my resolve that I had to tell him. "Hello?" I said into the phone. His voice, calm and collected, came back. "Hello, Kaori," he greeted. "Would you like to go out this Saturday?" he asked. "Sure," I replied gaily. "Where and when?" "I'll pick you up at seven," he told me. "Do you like Italian?" I loved Italian food. I told him so and we said our goodbyes.
After that, the fact that I was going to meet him soon for a date was never far from the front of my mind. It was a wonder how I could get through university if I kept thinking about him like a lovesick fool.
Still, lovesick fool that I was, in every spare moment I had till Saturday, I thought and fantasized about Saturday night. Would he make his confession? That he loved me too and then we'd go back to his room and have wild monkey sex? I knew it was probably really bad of me to think about having sex with Takashi… after all, I was sure no one thought about having sex with people, even people they loved, every spare minute they had.
Shana and Haruhi had noticed too, that I was distracted and seemed to be in a cheery mood all the time. I rarely snapped at them and was almost never sarcastic – a first for me.
It didn't take them long to figure out, then the teasing began. They ragged me mercilessly about falling for Takashi, but I was so excited I couldn't be bothered to retaliate. On some level, I wondered why I was so excited – could it be because of a sixth sense?
Nevertheless, when Saturday morning finally arrived, I woke up at six in the morning, excited beyond belief. It was so bad that I had to go running to distract myself – something I rarely did nowadays. I ran long and hard, and when I came back to the dorm room, Haruhi was barely awake. She mumbled incoherently at me, and I gasped a "Good morning" to her before stumbling into the shower.
But though I was so breathless and tired that I could barely stand on my feet, I was still thinking about the date tonight. Seven o'clock. Seven o'clock. It repeated in my mind, over and over again, like a mantra, like the magic hour.
Throughout the entire day, I was practically bouncing around with anticipation and excitement. When five o'clock finally arrived, I showered, carefully selected my clothes and applied makeup with the help of Shana and Haruhi, who was surprisingly good at this, considering she had spent the last few years cross-dressing.
When seven o'clock finally arrived, I thought I would faint. I was practically dizzy from the excitement.
He knocked on the door right on time. I thought I would die from hyperventilation, but I calmly opened the door and smiled shyly at him.
"Good evening," he said to me, offering his arm to me. I wrapped my hand shyly around it and walked with him. "So… where are we going?" I asked him. He smiled at me enigmatically. "It's a nice Italian place I know nearby," was all he told me.
When he finally got there, he told the waiter that he had made a reservation and we were quickly led to our table. It was very romantic; dim candlelight, a small table in a corner that gave the feeling of intimacy and privacy, and Takashi close to me.
After we had ordered, I fisted my hands in my skirt and took a deep breath. "Takashi… there's something I have to tell you." At the same time, he told me, "Kaori… there's something I need to tell you." I blushed. "Uh… you go first," he told me. "Ladies first," he said chivalrously.
I took a deep breath. This was it. It was do or die time. "Takashi… I… love you," I blurted out with my eyes scrunched tightly closed in nervousness. He said nothing. When I opened my eyes slowly, I saw that he was staring at me in shock. "Really?" he breathed, as if he couldn't believe what I was saying. I nodded. "Well… what was it you wanted to tell me?" I prompted him.
Mori's POV
She loved me. I couldn't believe it. Here I was, all set up for disappointment, and she loved me. I wanted to shout with excitement. I wanted to run to the top of Tokyo Tower and scream that she loved me. Most of all, I wanted to drag her somewhere and make mad, passionate love to her.
I was so overwhelmed by her confession that I almost didn't hear her prompting me to tell her what I had wanted to tell her. I was only struck out of my happy daze when uncertainty darkened her gaze.
"Oh," I said, embarrassed at spacing out on a date. "I… just wanted to tell you that… I love you too."
Her cheeks suffused with colour. "Really?" she breathed, thrilled. Her eyes sparkled with happiness. At that moment, I knew that I would do anything, say anything, to keep her looking like that. It should have been worrisome to me, that I would be so eager to please a single person, but instead I just felt a deep satisfaction at being able to put that expression on her face, and anticipation at the prospect that I would be able to see that expression on her face.
"Really," I confirmed. It was the first time I had ever said that to a girl – well, a girl I wasn't related to, anyway. Still, I was sure it was going to go down in the Top Book of Takashi Morinozuka's First Experiences – right next to winning the national kendo championship the first time.
Just then, the food started coming, and we spent the whole dinner chatting, just enjoying each other's company and being in love. It probably sounded stupid, but there it was.
When the dessert came – tiramisu, ironically – she squealed and dug in with relish. "How did you know I love tiramisu?" she asked. Well, that was easy. I remembered the first hard-on I had had over her. I grinned. "Remember that time I had lunch with you and your friends?" I asked. She nodded, her forehead crinkling in the most adorable manner. "Well, you ate that tiny little piece of lousy tiramisu with such joy. I knew you had to love tiramisu," I told her.
She just about melted in her seat. "Aww…" she said, her eyes almost misting over. Then she dug in and I had to grip the edges of my seat in order to not throw her on the table. I sighed and wondered if this instant hard-on thing would ever go away. I didn't really care.
When she finished her portion of the tiramisu, she licked her lips sexily and smiled at me. "Well, I'm done," she said sultrily. I stiffened. That was a proposition if I had ever seen one. I hastily asked for the bill, and when it gave I merely gave it a cursory glance before signing.
The moment my credit card was returned to me, I kept it and took her out of the restaurant. We quickly got into the car and I started driving. I don't know how I managed to drive within the speed limit when everything in me wanted to speed back to the dorm and have her.
She wasn't helping matters either, by sitting in the car, looking slightly fearful and anticipatory and in general, all too sexy.
By the time we finally got back to my dorm room, I was basically panting with lust for her. I had never felt that way before; sex had always been in my control. I had never needed it, I had only wanted it. But with Kaori… it had never been in question.
Normal POV
Heh sorry guys… I know you're all getting hot and excited now along with Mori and Kaori! But yeah. It's in normal POV because I think being in normal POV makes it seem fuller, somehow. So, yup. (:
As he backed her closer to the bed, all the while kissing her deeply, she knew she should protest against what was inevitably going to happen. After all, they had only started going out about a week or two ago…
But her attempt at reasoning things out didn't work. He was kissing her too skillfully, touching her in all the right places, and in general making sure she couldn't think at all.
With no other path left to her, Kaori hesitantly began to kiss him back, and she wrapped her arms around his waist in an effort to be closer to him. Tighter and tighter her arms wound around him, but it still wasn't close enough.
Desperately, she broke the kiss to gasp out pleadingly, "Takashi… please," yet she had no idea what it was that she wanted – needed, so desperately. They collapsed onto the bed, with him still on top of her, and he immediately reared up over her, gasping. "Too fast," he groaned.
Takashi was astounded by the way that her unskilled and innocent mouth had managed to arouse him to the point where control just seemed out of reach. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply, his fingers clenching around the bed sheets, straining for control, so as to not scare her. Damn, it was hard. It was made even more so by Kaori moaning and squirming under him.
When he was sure that his control was firmly in place, he began to kiss her again. His tongue probed gently against her lower lip, seeking entrance. She opened her mouth to him with no resistance. He swept his tongue into her mouth, imitating the mating ritual that would inevitably follow.
As his tongue was doing a slow, sure search of her mouth, his hands found another great treasure – her breasts. He quickly undid all the buttons on her blouse and stripped it away from her before tossing it to an unknown region of the room. Her bra soon followed, and he was finally rewarded with the sight of her bared breasts. They were soft and full, and as Takashi filled his hands with them, the nipples hardened against his palm, making him want to swoon.
With one last kiss to her mouth, he left and descended. He kissed along her neck, then her collarbone, then he finally reached her breasts. He took one into his mouth and sucked on it gently, making sure not to scare her.
Her flesh tasted so good and warm, so unlike any he'd ever tasted. Though he'd been with countless women, he couldn't remember any of them tasting as sweet as Kaori. He wanted to be able to taste this for the rest of his life.
The assault on her senses was too much for Kaori. Her hands grasped at his still almost clothed body, and the feeling of her fingers sliding against his clothed body brought her back to her senses.
She pushed him away, gasping. He was looking at her like she was crazy, and perhaps she was, for pushing him away when all she wanted was for him to continue.
She kissed him chastely on the lips before beginning to undo the buttons on his shirt slowly, reveling in every inch of skin that she revealed. When she finally undid the last button, she slowly pushed the shirt off his shoulders. All the while, he sat still for her.
He was not hairy, but there was a definite amount of hair on him. A diamond-shaped patch of hair stretched from pec to pec, before trailing down his belly and into his pants suggestively.
As her fingers tangled in his chest hair, Takashi's hand caught hers and brought it away from him gently. She made a sound of protest, but he held firm. "No," he told her. "If you keep doing that, you're going to make me lose control."
Kaori's mouth fell open as she realized that he was holding on to his control by a fragile thread. While she had to admit, the thought of making Takashi lose control was intriguing, she knew she didn't wish for her first time to be a frenzied, hurried mating, and so she backed off.
It seemed they were in accordance, because he immediately returned to pleasuring her. His mouth returned to her breasts, and his hands began to remove her skirt.
His fingers fumbled, trying to find a way to remove the skirt. He was tempted to just rip it off her, but he knew it would probably frighten her, and that was the last thing he wanted to do. Besides, he was Morinozuka Takashi. He was known for his excellent lovemaking techniques and would take his time if it killed him. And it just might, he thought when he finally removed her skirt.
She was utter perfection. Her body was all but bared to him; the only barrier between his eyes and her beautiful body was the tiny scrap of lace that was her panties. He was so enthralled by the sight of her body, bared to him, that he just sat there staring for a moment.
When Kaori felt him stop touching her, she opened her eyes, which she had screwed shut due to the embarrassment and pleasure she felt at his touch as he removed each piece of her clothing. When she saw him staring at her, she started to feel a little uncomfortable and self-conscious, and moved to cover herself.
Takashi snapped back into awareness when he saw her blush and attempt to cover herself from him. "No," he whispered hoarsely, holding her hands away from her body. "Don't hide from me," he said, more coherently. "You're so beautiful."
Kaori wasn't sure whether to believe him or not. She had never thought of her body as particularly beautiful, but there had always been some parts of her body that she was uncomfortable with. Yet, with Takashi staring at her looking so enraptured, she couldn't seem to recall a single flaw. He made her feel beautiful.
When he bent his head to hers and began to kiss her with renewed vigor, she squirmed under him, filled to the brim with feelings she didn't understand. She felt so hot inside, like she would explode into a million tiny pieces if she didn't get relief, and the only person whom she knew could give her what she needed was Takashi.
"Takashi," she moaned, almost sobbing. "I need… I need…"
He raised his head and stared at her tenderly. "I know, my sweet," he whispered into her ear. "I know what you need, and I'm going to give it to you," he promised seductively. "Hurry," she moaned urgently, for she wasn't sure how much of this she was able to take.
He quickly undid his fly and pulled his pants down and off, before removing her last remaining piece of clothing. He slid his finger into her warmth to check her readiness and almost spent himself on the bed-sheets. She was so hot and tight and wet that he knew he had to get inside of her soon or he would embarrass himself.
He positioned himself above her and started to slide into her, the perfection almost more than he could bear. The perfection was what sent warning bells tingling in his head, and he realized that he was totally unprotected. Cursing silently, he withdrew gently and began to fumble in his bedside drawer for a condom.
When he finally located one, he started to tear away the wrapper, but Kaori glared at him through lust-glazed eyes. "No," she said fiercely. "Not this time, not the first time. I want to feel you, only you."
Takashi was only so strong. He succumbed to her wish gladly, tossing the condom away. He began to enter her again. She was so tight that he was gritting his teeth, trying not to shove himself into her with one stroke.
Kaori was frozen, drowning, insensate. Takashi was stretching her, and she felt uncomfortably full, yet somehow it wasn't enough. She needed more, but she didn't know how he would fit. She made a sound of panicked distress, and flexed around him, trying to fit more of him into her. "Shhh," Takashi said soothingly. "It's alright, just do it slowly," he advised. She flexed again, and he slid halfway into her. "You can take all of me, honey," he encouraged her through gritted teeth. "Come on, just one more time," he coaxed.
She flexed and suddenly he was buried in her to the hilt. She felt a burning sensation that dimmed the bright flame of passion. Takashi, still trying to control himself, still managed to soothe her and encourage her. "It's all right, babe," he told her. "The pain is only the first time round. It will never hurt again," he said soothingly. "The pain should be fading by now."
And it was. As the pain faded, it was replaced by pleasure and passion. When Kaori looked up at Takashi, she saw him with his eyes scrunched tightly closed, and his muscles tensed as he tried his best not to move so as to not compound her pain.
She pulled him close to her and kissed him gently. When he opened her eyes, she grinned at him. "Well, I see you've woken up from your nap," she teased him. He smiled back at her. "Wretch," he told her lovingly.
Then he started to move gently, being careful not to hurt her. She writhed under him, and he increased the speed and depth of his strokes, yet he never lost control. By this time, Kaori was too far gone to realize that he was just pleasuring her, without taking anything for himself.
Her climax hit her like a tidal wave, sweeping her away mercilessly. Her back arched helplessly, and her legs tightened around him. She barely heard herself crying out in ecstasy, as the pleasure-pain took her by surprise. It shattered her into a million pieces, the lava burning up her insides. When the huge wave of pleasure finally receded, she slumped against the bed.
Takashi couldn't wait anymore. Her climax had been so arousing to watch and feel. Her inner muscles had clenched so tightly around him, squeezing him. Now it was his turn, and the need was so great that he could barely stand it.
Kaori felt him moving over her and opened her eyes. The raw need twisting his face made her feel powerful and alluring, but she realized – "You haven't-"
He shook his head and raised her legs over his shoulders so that she was powerless to limit the depth of his thrusts. Then, he thrust into her to the hilt, all the way, again and again and again, yet it wasn't enough.
He went deep and fast, helplessly reaching for his climax, until he felt it approaching. It started somewhere in his toes and raced upwards to consume his body in its flames. When it was over, he slumped over her helplessly, too tired to move.
He was horribly afraid that he had fallen asleep, for when he woke up, his innate sense of time told him that about two hours had passed. When he lifted himself off Kaori, he saw that she had fallen asleep too. Well, at least he had put her to sleep.
He got up and got a washcloth to clean her. He grinned to himself. This was a first for him. He had never had sex without protection before, and he should be sweating bullets right now, but he found that he didn't really care. If Kaori got pregnant, he'd marry her. Marrying her seemed a good option, with or without a baby. He'd never contemplated marriage before. It had always seemed like something that was inevitable, but far in the future. Now he wanted to walk with Kaori down the aisle.
Kaori stirred when she felt him between her legs with a wet washcloth. "What are you doing?" she murmured quietly, too worn out to speak any louder. He smiled at her. "I'm cleaning you off, of course."
When he finished, he crawled back into the bed with her and held her close. "I've never had unprotected sex before," he told her quietly. She looked up at him, amazed. "Really?" she asked incredulously. He nodded. "It just never seemed worth it," he told her.
She seemed pleased by that. "Takashi? Is it like that all the time?" she asked. He thought about that for a moment before answering. "I don't know," he told her truthfully. "It's never been like that for me, but then I've never really liked any of the girls I've fucked."
She was quiet for a moment as she absorbed that. "So I guess that means we're dating?" she asked.
He chuckled in the dark. "Of course it does, love."
Content, she snuggled into him and fell asleep. Takashi looked down at her sleeping form and sighed in contentment. Did life get any better than this? The woman he loved was curled up by his side after amazing sex. He kissed her forehead and fell asleep too.
GAH I AM SO SORRY FOR THE SUPER LATE UPDATE! D: I was on holiday in Taiwan, which is why I kind of neglected Kaori and Mori. I hope you're not all super-pissed at me… Well, if it makes you feel any better, I decided to release my next pairing now! It's Kyoya and Shana, as if none of you already knew that, I think I dropped multiple hints in the story. Their story will be titled, "Off the Chain". Hope you enjoyed the lemon! ^^
