NeonHorizon: Mature content warning?
How many days has it been? Saya scratched a fingernail against the floor beneath her, staring at the wall. She felt better than she had felt in the cell; she had been given clean clothes that smelled strongly of Ayato and had been able to get a bath. She was given a good portion of food; a better quality than anything she had eaten in her cell. But how long has it been since I was in Anteiku?
The problem with being satisfied and comfortable was that her hunger and discomfort were no longer distractions. She was forced to think about other things now. For instance, the past. Every past relationship, romantic or otherwise.
Starting with her "parents". She did not remember a mother and father, but two men that had raised her for a while before she met Yoshimura. Saya had no idea who they were or why they had been acting as her parents, but they had seemed kind enough until she was suddenly alone and wandering.
The girl reflected on every crush from middle school to the present. Almost none of them ever seemed that interested in her. Especially the girls. The only girls to ever show interest were Kaede and Rize. Neither of them were around anymore. Kaneki had been the only one to really love her back. Or so she thought.
Her gaze slid to the floor as she picked up the sound of footsteps approaching the room. Saya's pulse quickened and she bit her lower lip, holding her breath in anticipation. Ayato loves me. He's loved me for a while, too. Why didn't I see him as a guy? Was it because I was so close with Touka? They look kind of similar. I didn't see him as a girl though; I just saw him as a little brother sort of.
The door unlocked and Ayato stood there for a moment, raising an eyebrow at her. She was sitting on the floor next to the bed when he left and she was still there. He had left hours ago. Smirking, he locked the door behind him and approached her, crouching down in front of Saya. "Miss me?"
To his surprise, her arms swiftly wrapped around his neck and she pulled him into her warm embrace. One arm went around her, bracing against her back and returning the hug. "Idiot Saya. Did you think I wasn't coming back?"
"Don't say that! Don't even joke about that, you little shit! Do you know how scary that is?!" Saya leaned back, her pale blue eyes narrowing on his smirking face. "Stop looking so amused. You'd be freaked out if the only person you ever see joked about disappearing. Jerk."
A rustling at his side drew her attention away from that smug expression he wore and she spotted the bag he was carrying. She sniffed at the air, but the scent of whatever was in there confused her. Whatever it was, it was not food. "What is that? Don't tell me you're a closet romantic and that's some cheap effort to make up for being gone."
His amusement faded and he stood. "If you're good, I might let you have this." The bag was carried across the room and settled near the door. Ayato shrugged off his jacket and scarf, keeping his gaze on Saya's seated figure. She was wearing one of his shirts and he loved the way that it hugged her chest. He felt himself starting to get excited and pushed the feeling down. "What'd you do while I was gone?"
The corner of her lips lifted slowly and she tucked a lock of dark blue hair behind her ear. "What? You think I missed you or something?"
"When I came in, you basically threw yourself at me. What? Are you that starved for attention or do you want something?" he taunted.
Saya allowed herself to snicker and stretched her arms over her head, feeling her back pop. "Yeah, well, I stared at the wall and did something thinking. But, yeah, I missed you! Idiot. You think I like waiting around for you when you go out? What do you even do?"
Ayato was in the process of taking off his boots and paused when she asked this. It was only for a moment, but he was soon shaking his head. "I'm not telling you. You don't need to know anyway. I bring you food. Isn't that good enough?"
She fell onto her back on the bed, yawning and continuing to stretch. "You make me sound like some kind of suspicious housewife. Kind of young for that, aren't we?" Her eyes slid closed as she relaxed her muscles little by little. "Someone was outside the door earlier. It didn't smell like Eto-chan and they didn't say anything, but they stood out there for a long time."
A sudden weight on her hips made Saya's eyes snap open and she stared up into a pair of equally blue eyes. To her irritation, warmth rushed to her cheeks and gave them a soft, pink hue. "What?"
He leaned down a little more, simply staring down at her with a neutral expression on his face. Each small detail of the girl's face was being taken in now that he had the time and opportunity. Her long, dark blue eyelashes made the paleness of her eyes all the more mesmerizing and he noticed a beauty mark near the corner of her left eye. He had never noticed it before.
She felt the blush intensifying as he drew closer and she turned her face to the side, trying to regain her confidence. "Blinking is a normal thing, you know. Might want to try it." A hand gripped her jaw, pulling her face forward again as lips collided with hers. She winced at the initial harshness of the kiss, but it softened until his mouth was caressing hers gently.
His free hand planted beside her head on the blanket beneath her and he let his chest rest against hers. Saya's hands lifted, one trailing through his dark blue locks and the other resting just on the back of his right shoulder. She was very aware of how his chest pressed at hers, feeling it through the thin fabric of her borrowed shirt. When teeth nipped at her bottom lip, her hips involuntarily bucked in response and she felt him smirk. Leaning back to look at her again, he saw that her blush had gone from pink to red. "You want me?" he taunted.
"Cheeky little shit." Saya's eyes widened as she suddenly found herself flipped onto her hands and knees. She turned to glare at him and felt her pulse quicken again. I don't think I can keep calling him that now, she thought as his shirt was discarded. Was he always built like that?
"Are you drooling?"
"You wish!" The girl pushed herself up to sit back on her legs and felt a hand on the back of her neck. "What-?"
"Stay like that." His lips were right beside her ear, his tone sending a shiver through her body. When she went back onto her hands and knees, he smirked and drew away. "You're getting kind of clingy, you know. First you can't wait for me to get back and now you can't wait for me to give this to you."
Her face burned with humiliation at his tone and she bit her bottom lip to keep herself from making a snide remark. He's serious about this? On one hand, she was irritated that she was giving in so easily. Though, at the back of her mind, she was realizing that Ayato really was the first guy to love her so completely. Every part of her. It made her feel guilty for overlooking him before and now she felt the anticipation bubbling up. This could be what she really needed. She pressed her thighs together, frowning.
Saya bowed her head, letting her dark hair fall forward over her eyes as she heard the rustle of cloth. When a pair of hands slid up her shirt, she tensed and had to bite back a cry of alarm. Fingertips dug into the waistband of her panties and pulled them down along her legs, discarding them to the side. The shirt was pulled off over her head and there was an agonizing moment of no contact.
When his arm wrapped around her waist, she winced at the warmth of his skin against hers. She was pulled back and positioned over his lap, facing away from him with her legs bent at her sides so that she straddled him. His face dipped down to the side of her neck, lips grazing the sensitive skin behind her ear. Saya could feel his legs move between hers, urging them open wider and wider. Her eyes closed as she felt something warm nudge between her lower lips. "You really want to do this?"
"I've been waiting for this," he replied, nipping at her ear. "You want this?"
Do I want this? Her hands rested on the male ghoul's thighs and she took a deep a breath. She kept her eyes closed, but felt the warmth of his length sliding along her slit. In her excited state, she could feel the wetness gathering in her core and his movement spread it over her opening. The stimulation was making her unbearably warm and a ball of pleasure was already tightening in her lower half. "I want this," she finally agreed. This was meant to be all along, wasn't it? I tried with other people. They never loved me this way. No one has ever loved every part of me the way that he has.
His hands went to her hips and he lifted her a little so he could position himself. Pressing in, he parted her lips with his member and felt her heat begin to engulf him. In one, quick movement, he snapped her hips down to his and fully thrust himself into her. The girl's head was thrown back, a sharp gasp leaving her and melting into moans as he began to pump himself deep into her core. He licked along the curve of her ear, letting every inch of his cock get soaked by her juices. She panted and dug her nails into his thighs until he finally pulled her arms up around his neck. "Open your eyes," he growled.
She obeyed and followed his gaze down to where his length was repeatedly impaling her heat. Seeing it slide in and out as she bounced on his lap only escalated her arousal. Her muscles had taken him easily, stimulated by his teasing and wet from his need for her. The girl hated how weak it made her feel, but she felt her hips moving to meet his thrusts, seeking her climax.
Now that her arms were wrapped around his neck, he looked down over her shoulder at where he pounded into her. He had wanted this for quite a while and was more than pleased with finally getting it. Groaning against the side of her neck, his right hand slid down between her legs as the left glided along her side to her chest. The peak of her breast was taken between his thumb and forefinger, teased to a stiffness and gently tugged. His right hand sought the bundle of nerves at the top of her slit. Finding it, he pressed two fingertips there and began to rub.
Saya's moans became louder and more desperate as she moved her hips, trying to reach her edge. She could feel it drawing close and a zing ran through her when he kneaded the peak of her breast. His name left her lips in a pleading tone when he stopped, hands and hips going still. "Please! More, please!"
As much as he wanted to reach his own climax, he wanted to get as much as he could out of this. "You know what I want to hear."
Her pride was pushed aside now. In this heated moment, all she wanted was to get the satisfaction that he was trying to deny her. "Please! Please make me yours! Please!" she begged.
Ayato immediately obliged and continued his actions. The girl's core took him so easily and it fit around him so perfectly. He wanted to claim it again and again. He wanted to feel her tighten on him and he wanted to leave his mark. He licked his fingertips and rubbed more determinedly at the bundle of nerves before feeling her constrict around him. A hiss of pleasure escaped him as he felt her gush around his length, coating him and holding on tightly.
Saya's eyes closed and she bit her lip, trying to smother a moan as her climax hit. She lay limply back against his chest and felt his lips against her ear. The girl's face went red once more as she heard his groans and grunts as he sought his own satisfaction. His hips continued to pound up and into her as she rested and she lazily lowered her gaze. Between her legs, his length was driving deeper and harder. It made her whole body bounce with each thrust and she felt herself getting aroused again each time the peak of her breast brushed his fingers.
He moved his hand from between her legs, sliding back up to her hip to give him a better hold on her. He could feel himself nearing his end and was not about to lose it. When it hit, he swiftly leaned down and covered her lips with his to smother any protests. His hips lifted, slamming into hers one more time and remaining firmly in place as he released into her.
When he was finished Ayato slid out and found her twisting in his hold to face him. She still straddled him, but now she was burying her face in the side of his neck. Both ghouls were still panting from their activities and sleep was sounding like a good idea. Saya seemed to silently agree as she flopped onto her back and brought him with her. "You want your reward now or later?" he teased.
