Hey peoples! Guess who's back? It's been a while, for various reasons. One: college = lots of work. Two: it's the lemon chapter. And every time I sat down to write it, I chickened out. But today, I decided to just grow a backbone already and write it. Of course, the advice of a friend of mine helped lots. She said:"Writing the lemon itself is easy. The freaky part is the knowledge that other people will read it." Wise words, my friend, wise words.
Special thanks
Dragongal - Hey, I just think that having everything sorted out in the middle of the story is boring, so I always make sure there's a little action going on. Thanks a lot for the suggestions, I can definitely work with this! Thanks for the review :)
Eragonfan - *is relieved* Oh, I have some good old alone time planned for Mokuba and Emiko, very interesting alone time, I might add *chuckles*Matsuhita is the no-good jerkwad's no-good minion, so of course he'd always follow Fujiwaka. Writing his character was fun. Having Fujiwaka freak out like that even more so. And I'm SO glad with HopelessRomantic183's beta-ing. She saw a thing or two that I could keep in mind for the next time, but she seemed very pleased in her comments. Thanks for the review :)
HopelessRomantic183 - First things first: thanks you so much for being my beta for this chapter, it really did wonders for my nerves :D As for the review: stolen evidence and no copies will be a pain in the ass, but I'll tell you that not everyone was blinded by euphoria. There are still people who have hidden agendas behind the scenes. Yup, Masao*Emiko is a no-no now. A good thing, maybe, 'cause I think Mokuba would have been insanely jealous xD And I'm SO looking forward tot writing the reunion of Seto and Mokuba! That's going to be so much fun to write! *does the happy-dance* Hihihi, glad you liked the last chapter. Thanks for reviewing :)
Dragonheart64 - What can I say? Games are fun, it can't be helped :) But I'm still happy you reviewed xD I'm planning a less bumpy ride for Emiko in the upcoming chapters, so she'll be able to catch her breath somewhat. Well, that's if I leave Mokuba out of the equation... *evil chuckles* Glad you liked it. Thanks for reviewing :)
Come on, people! I need 1 more review for the 100! Who'll it be?
IN THIS CHAPTER
Lemon. That's it. It's my first boy/girl lemon, so please be nice.
I've dedicated this story to HopelessRomantic183.
I've dedicated the pairing Mokuba/Emiko to Eragonfan.
I apologize for any errors in advance.
Disclaimer: I own the plot and the OC's, but nothing more.
Thank you all very much for reading!
ENJOY!
Las Vegas, Friday, May 20, 22.18 PM
Original POV
Their hair and their bodies were still damp as Seto and Kisara crashed into the wall, lips locked, eyes closed and very, very horny. They'd gotten out of the water, into their clothes and on the way to their rooms as soon as possible, but it was still taking too long. At the moment, they had just gotten out of the elevator and at a distance of twenty meters from the rooms. The reason why it had taken them so long was because they'd stopped frequently along the way for some good, hot making out. No explanation needed.
Seto had a lot of trouble pulling away from Kisara to open the door (they'd agreed, without words, to go into Seto's room). Once inside, the young man found himself shoved against the wall, unable to speak thanks to his girlfriend's eager tongue. He was such a rookie at this. Kisara didn't seem to mind though. She had taken the lead and Seto was quite fine with that, since she was one hell of a good kisser. The way she used her tongue couldn't possibly be legal.
While keeping her boyfriend in place, Kisara let her hands draw patterns over Seto's chest. She liked what she felt there. She liked it a lot. And so did Seto, if the soft, wanton moans he produced were anything to go by. Kisara smirked into the kiss as she slowly began to unbutton Seto's dark blue shirt. Once it was completely open, she let her hands travel over Seto's bare hot skin. He shivered as he pulled away.
"You know I've never done this before, right?" he asked panting. Kisara nodded, her eyes fever bright in her no longer pale face. She was glowing with lust, anticipation, and utter love.
"Want me to go easy on you?" she asked playfully. Seto bit his lip, then nodded. Kisara raised an eyebrow.
"Oh, really?" she asked with a smirk. Three seconds later, Seto was lying on his back on the bed, his shirt no longer in sight, and with Kisara straddling him. Not good. Kisara's smirk grew wider as she slowly brought her hands to the hem of her blouse and started to slowly pull it up. Seto watched, completely immobilized. Just when Kisara was about to pull the fabric over her breasts, she stopped. She let go, but the blouse was so tight that it stayed in place, so that Kisara, skin was visible from the area right underneath her breasts all the way down to the waistline of her skirt. Seto didn't realize that his hands were balled into fists by then. Kisara smiled sweetly. She was having fun.
Kisara then leaned forward, be it very slowly, until her lips touched Seto's softly. By then, their bodies were touching pretty much everywhere from their hips to their shoulders. They were pressed against one another so tightly that they could feel everything, and I do mean everything. Seto moaned. He let his arms circle around Kisara and pulled her as close and humanly possible. He let her dominate his mouth and enjoyed it immensely. Then suddenly, his eyes flew open and he gasped as Kisara grinded their hips together. And damn, did that feel good. As a response, Seto thrust his hips upward, causing Kisara to whimper softly as they connected in a very intimate way. She thrust back, and again, and again. And then Seto couldn't take anymore. He was harder than he'd ever been before in his life, and this wasn't going to get them anywhere anytime soon. So he grabbed Kisara's arms, and quickly switched their positions, so that Kisara was now under him. Her legs were spread wide, giving Seto a quite spectacular view of her underwear (just plain black underwear, nothing too fancy, but still).
"Like what you see?" Kisara whispered seductively and a little out of breath.
"Very much," Seto answered as he locked eyes with her. As good a move as always. Kisara's eyes were burning. Seto licked his dry lips, suddenly very nervous. Kisara noticed, and took his hand.
"Just do what feels right," she whispered. Seto nodded slowly. Then, he freed his hand from hers, and let it slide underneath the blouse. He turned red instantly. Kisara was so soft. Then the blouse was out of the way and on the ground and Seto was sure he'd never seen a woman as beautiful as Kisara.
"You're beautiful," he told her. She smiled and blushed.
"Thanks…"
Seto leaned forward to kiss her neck. She gasped.
"Do that again…" she pleaded softly. He obeyed. She moaned. Seto raised an eyebrow.
"Sensitive, are we?" he commented teasingly. Kisara blushed fiercely.
"Shut up!"
Seto laughed as he continued, this time adding his teeth. Kisara arched into him, causing their upper bodies to be pressed together intimately. Seto groaned.
"We'll be done with foreplay soon if you continue to do that," he informed Kisara through clenched teeth. Apparently, Kisara didn't mind too much as she attacked Seto's neck with her own mouth. Seto's eyes widened, then closed. He started panting, then gasped as Kisara bit down not so gently. This was going to end way too soon at this rate. Without noticing himself, Seto let his hand travel up Kisara's leg, closer and closer to the most sacred part of her body. Kisara moaned desperately when he stopped moving and pulled away, not paying any attention to what was bound to become a hickey.
"I - want - you," she hissed with fire in her eyes. Seto forgot how to breathe for a moment when Kisara's hands flew to his zipper. He had half a mind to stop her, she was going so fast. But then his pants were gone and he sat there in nothing but his boxershorts and Kisara was letting her eyes travel up and down his body appreciatively and licking her lips and Seto didn't care about what pace they were going at anymore. All he cared about was being buried deep inside that wet, hot -
"Good God!" Seto managed to get out as Kisara touched him. He'd already found out that his girlfriend only looked sweet and wasn't very gentle in private, but the way she was handling him now drove him insane out of his mind. And it felt so good. Seto swore as he collapsed on the bed, his arms and legs no longer able to support him. Kisara chuckled at her panting, moaning boyfriend. She bent down until her lips touched Seto's ear.
"You like that?" she whispered teasingly. Seto couldn't respond. Instead, and with all the sanity and strength that he had left, he lifted his hand and started to softly rub Kisara's neck. Now that he knew that weak spot, he was going to take full advantage of that. Kisara's movements ceased and she sighed, closing her eyes in the process.
"That's nice," she murmured. Seto smirked, letting his other hand travel to the waistline of Kisara's skirt. He slowly undid its buttons and then pulled it down. Kisara barely noticed. Then Seto decided that enough was enough and pulled the garment off in one fast movement, startling Kisara and making her eyes fly open. The next moment, she was on her back, Seto lying half on top of her and kissing her with everything he had. Her mind went blank. It wasn't until Seto stopped kissing her that Kisara opened her eyes again and once again took notice of her surroundings. She became bright red when she realized that they were now both naked ('How in the world did that happen?'). Sure, she'd been naked around guys before, but this was still a new situation, in a way.
Seto was blushing as well as he took in the sight of the naked woman under him. If he had been aroused before, it was nothing compared to what he felt now. Almost afraid to touch her, Seto slowly raised his hand and laid it on Kisara's leg. She had beautiful legs. His hand went up, and up, and up, until it couldn't go any further. Seto could hear Kisara hold her breath. He looked at her face, finding her eyes almost closed. He touched her, and she moaned loudly.
"Seto, please," she pleaded breathlessly. He smirked that trademark smirk of his.
"Please, what?" he couldn't help but ask. Way wrong move. In what seemed like less than a second, Kisara had Seto pinned underneath her and was straddling his waist. They were frustratingly close to his entering her, but as much as she wanted it, Kisara wouldn't get to that just yet.
"Please what, indeed," she growled as she leaned in some more.
"You take too long, Seto," she whispered dangerously, letting her hands travel all over Seto's body, driving him mad with desire. "Too - damn - long."
Seto didn't respond. Kisara then smiled sweetly and leaned in until her lips were almost touching his.
"You know what I want to hear, Seto. Say it," she commanded. Seto swallowed. It was either his pride, or his sanity that he would lose in a few moments. His sanity had always been more precious.
"Kisara…" he whispered weakly, barely able to make a sound with the way her hands were moving. "Please…"
"Please, what?" Kisara asked innocently, using Seto's words against him. She was enjoying herself immensely. Seto closed his eyes for a second, opened them again. He weighed his options. He could beg for it, which Kisara would never let him live down, or he could keep his mouth shut and hope that Kisara was just as horny and desperate as he was… But then he saw Kisara's face. She would get what she wanted, no matter what. Seto gave in, then. He swallowed his pride, collected what little courage and dignity he had left in his current situation, and begged.
"Kisara… I'm begging you…" he started. Kisara smirked.
"Please… ride me." At that, Seto closed his eyes, blushing madly, unable to believe that he had really just said that. Kisara made a pleased sound. The next second, Seto gasped and his eyes flew open as he felt himself enter Kisara's body in the most intimate way possible.
"Oh, God!" he managed to choke out. Kisara didn't wait. She started to move instantly and she had obviously done this before. Seto didn't mind. He didn't think. All he could do was feel. And watch. Watch as Kisara's body went up and down and up and down and it was the most erotic sight Seto had ever seen.
"Faster!" he said breathlessly. Kisara smirked weakly, the pleasure assaulting her body too much for her to do much else. She did as she was told. She went faster. And then, without being asked, harder. Seto could no longer keep his eyes open. But when he closed his eyes, the pleasure was almost too much. He suddenly grabbed Kisara's hips with force, unable to control his lust any longer. He turned them around, never breaking the contact between their bodies, and pounded into the willing woman under him with all his might. Kisara screamed. It was too much for her. She came, losing control over her body. This made Seto lose it as well. With a loud moan, he came, too.
It took them a few minutes to regain full consciousness again. They were lying on the bed, side by side, looking into each other's eyes, and smiling lovingly.
"So, how did you like your first time?" Kisara asked softly. Seto blushed a bit and looked away.
"It was… amazing," he admitted. Kisara smiled wider, before closing her eyes and falling asleep. Seto sighed. He kept thinking he'd forgotten something, but couldn't think of what it was. Feeling exhausted, he pulled the blankets over the both of them, took Kisara into his arms, and fell asleep as well.
It's done! Yes, I realize that Seto is very much a sub in this, even considering his inexperience (HopelessRomantic183 also pointed this out), but this is what felt right. He'll have more confidence, not to mention tricks, next time. So there'll be more lemons? Well, yes.
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Thank you all for the many ideas fr Hasako's dress. You've shown me some really good stuff, I appreciate the effort!
YET TO HAPPEN IN "STARCROSSED"
Will Saeko survive?
What will Fujiwaka think of the evidence?
I know how much you guys have been craving some Mokuba/Emiko. Don't you dare deny it!
Hasako's true colors.
There's a wedding coming up.
Will Seto FINALLY win his own tournament?
Thanks again for reading. I greatly appreciate feedback, so leave a review, okay?
See you next chapter!
~Lenneko-chan
