Akisame's lips trailed over my neck, making me squirm. His hand came up and cupped my breast, flicking the nipple with his thumb. I moaned and grabbed the back of his head, weaving my fingers in his hair. He chuckled and bit down on the juncture of my neck and shoulder, sucking the skin. His fingers trailed down my spine, making me arch into him.

"A-aki…same…" I whimpered.

"Yes?" he asked, his breath tickling my ear.

"Please," I begged. He smiled and trailed his hand down my stomach, pushing it between my legs and running his fingers along my lips.

"Here?" he asked, his deep voice sending shivers down my spine.

"Yes," I panted. He finger sunk into my hole, making me bite my lip so I didn't cry out.

"You're so wet," he commented, brushing his lips over my ear. "You're so ready."

"A-aki," I moaned, turning my head and capturing his lips in a heated kiss. He groaned when I reached down and grabbed him, weighing his heavy blood filled cock in my hand. He moaned my name against my lips then kissed me again, his tongue tasting my mouth.

"Please," I whimpered. "Please, need you."

"Yes," he hissed, lining himself up with my dripping hole. He slammed inside, making me cry out.

"Oh god!" I yelled.

"Wake up! It's just a nightmare!"

I shot up from the futon and looked around, confused. Akisame was leaning over me, his hands on my shoulders. I wandered what he was doing in my bedroom, then remembered that I had stayed at the Dojo that night, not wanting to bother driving home.

"Are you alright?" he asked.

"Why?" I asked, groggily.

"I heard you moaning in your sleep," he said. "Then you suddenly screamed. I thought you might be having a nightmare." I blushed at this, recalling my dream had been anything but. I shifted and realized that my panties were soaked.

"I-I'm fine," I stuttered. Why would I have such a dream? Did it have anything to do with the conversation that I had had with Sakaki earlier? I whimpered as his hand brushed against the sensitive skin of my breast as he tugged my nightgown up from where it had fallen.

"Are you feeling sick?" he asked.

"No," I said, turning away from him.

"You don't have to be embarrassed," he said. "It was just a nightmare." He lifted me up and set me in his lap. I quickly turned so that my back was to him, shifting uncomfortably.

"It…it wasn't a nightmare," I said. Akisame was silent for a moment.

"I see," he said, softly. I shifted and blushed when I realized that I was sitting over his crotch. He was wearing thin pajama pants and nothing else. He would surely be able to feel the wetness of my panties through the threadlike fabric.

"What's wrong?" he asked. "It's normal to have that kind of dream." He wrapped and arm around my stomach and pulled me down into his lap, his other hand pushing my hair aside. I squirmed, feeling my wet panties press against his groin in a way that never bothered me before because it had never been sexual.

Akisame started to say my name, but stopped. His body tensed and his hands tightened around me.

"Are you…are you…wet…?" he asked in a soft voice. My hands came up and covered my face. I wanted to cry. I was so embarrassed. Surely he would be disgusted that my fluids were seeping into his pants.

I was startled when I felt his face press into my neck and his hands pull my hips flush against his groin. I was even more surprised when I realized that he was hard. His rigid organ was pressed against my wet sex through the barrier of our clothes.

"A-Akisame?" I squeaked.

"I'm…I'm sorry," he said with a shiver. I shifted and he groaned, his hips jerking. His hand came up and cupped my breast, his fingers brushing against the budded nipple. I moaned aloud without meaning to and tossed my head back, resting it on Akisame's shoulder.

"I'm sorry," he muttered again. "I'm still a man. I'm so sorry."

"It's alright," I said, softly. I tentatively reached my arm back and wound it around Akisame's neck, sliding my hand over the one he had resting on my stomach. I don't know what possessed me to do this, but his hands on my aroused body made the fire in my belly worse.

He made a choked noise in the back of his throat and his lips parted against my neck. I felt his chest expand and contract rapidly against my back as he panted. His hand tightened marginally on my breast and I sighed.

"Aki…" I breathed. He jerked away from me, laying me quickly but gently back on the futon.

"I'm sorry," he said again. "Goodnight." He quickly turned and ran out of the room. I lay on the bed, watching him leave, feeling hurt. The lingering feel of his skin on mine made the already heated flames in my body burn brighter. I rolled over and tried to ignore this feeling.

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