Chapter 49
Thriving for Threesome
Kimi had it all carefully planned. Mariam and Hilary were altogether excited; they agreed at once.
"What is it?" Kai asked, puzzled as the girl led him through the prostitutes apartment.
Kimi turned and kissed him lightly on the lips, biting gently the soft surface. She was dressed in a simple hooded jacket with thick black-and-pink stripy tights under her mini skirt. Normally when she came to see him, she would only wear a yukata because they would take it off anyway. Kai found it difficult to see Kimi in clothes. It was as if she was no longer the same Kimi he blessed and cursed every night.
Before he could protest, she rolled a door open.
"Go in," she said, shoving him in before her.
Kai found himself in a large room arrayed with tatami mats. Six futons occupied the room cut in two by a bamboo screen. Kai narrowed his eyes.
"Do you want us to do it in your dormitory?"
Without answering, Kimi pushed him down on the futon in the middle of the room. She kneeled over him and started playing with his hair. Kai felt that something was wrong. Her light gaze seemed to be shielding something from him. She was pressing her vulvae against his sex, planting in him the feeling of growing ecstasy. His mind began to cloud as the intense desire awoke in him. He could have given away everything just to feel her skin against his. But when he reached out to pull her skirt off, Kimi sprang up again. Kai nearly choked under surprise.
"Wait here, I'll be right back."
She disappeared behind the door and Kai was left alone with his puzzlement. The girl became more and more unpredictable to Kai's eyes. He wasn't trying to understand her but he disliked the feeling of uneasiness she put upon him. Sometimes he felt like entering her mind, to clear his own thoughts about what she was really scheming. But it would be cowardly for his part to steal the information that she might want to keep. He didn't care anyway what she was keeping from him. Kai knew that he was contradicting himself. But being with Kimi he could no longer trust his logic anymore. Who he was, he didn't even bother to think. He pushed away his conscience but it kept trying to get back in.
Suddenly he heard a strange noise from behind the screen. It had been faint at first but now it was growing louder. Kai stopped thinking to listen. There was someone behind the screen. But Kai soon realized that there was more than one. He got up. The strange noises were coming from two prostitutes, whose garments were discarded on the floor. The black head of one of the prostitutes bobbled up and down between the widely opened thighs of the other- a brunette- looking like a giant vagina. The noises were actually moaning from the brown-haired prostitute who was on her back, her face flushed, her breasts rising. Kai felt his penis hardening in spite of himself. He wanted to look away but his legs seemed to be paralyzed. They didn't seem to take notice of his presence and went on with their enjoyment. Sweat was running down the prostitutes' body making their skin gleam in unnatural fervor.
"Mariam-chan, don't you think it's hot in here?" the brunette suddenly said.
"You're right," her friend agreed. "It's so suffocating."
She wiped her lips with the back of her hands; Kai didn't want to imagine what substance she was getting rid off.
"We need some ice to cool us down, don't we, Hilary-chan?"
Kai knew that it was time for him to go, before he was noticed but the prostitute called Mariam suddenly turned her head towards him.
"I can't believe it! It's the Ice prince! Just in time."
Her friend laughed with glee.
"Would your Majesty like to join us?" she asked, mocking a small curtsey while remaining seated.
Trapped in a room with two naked prostitutes, Kai's thought darted back to Kimi. She had him this time. How could he be so foolish as to let her escape without an explanation? Kai cleared his throat. He could feel his old self coming up. All he wanted to do was get away from these creatures of lust. Their naked skin was too bright. He merely stared at them into the eyes so that he wouldn't have to be embarrassed in their place.
"Where is Kimi?" he growled.
"Oh, Kimi," Mariam let out a sigh. "She is very busy now. She wants us to look after you instead."
"We might not be pretty as her but we're more experienced," the brown-haired prostitute, Hilary added.
"I don't care. I want to see Kimi," Kai tried to walk away but they were quicker than he thought and before he realized it they were pulling his montsuri down.
"Now, don't be a bad boy. Kimi's okay with it."
Something was wrong in Kai's mind. She's okay with it. She doesn't care that I make love to other girls and it's actually her wish that I would be granting. That's not right. How can a person not be attached to someone they've been seeing for a long time? Was he attached to her? No, he was simply addicted. But wasn't that the same thing? It can't be. I'm not falling for a prostitute. It's only because I need to find peace with my own mind and she seems to be the drug to lighten the burden. That's all. But then why can't he do it with other girls? Aren't they drugs as well? Or maybe it's like what the landlady said, that he's trapped in his own ego and thinks that there is only one appropriate one, only one person worthy enough to ignite the desire in him? He didn't want it to be this way. There must be something behind his addiction to the young prostitute. If he was to see her in other men's arms, he knew that he would not bear it. He had experience that feeling on the night when she was entertaining Balkov's cousin. Jealousy was gnawing him then. How can he become so selfish? But the problem wasn't there; it dated back farther. What is the origin of his addiction?
As he was thinking this, the two prostitutes seized the chance to push him down on the futon. Kai didn't have time to object: they were already on top of him. Hilary was pulling his hakama down while Mariam was untying his cord belt.
Kimi was laughing mutely in front of the door. She had entered when Kai was behind the screen but using the technique of the camouflage, her presence was unknown to him. She must admit that she was extremely pleased to hear that he wanted to see her. She noticed that he spoke her name more often. In front of her, he never pronounced it except when she asked him to. What she liked about Kai was that he obeyed all of her orders. He was like a dog to her, a pet. Yeah, like in the expression teacher's pet. Kai was like that to her, Kimi liked to think.
She watched as his montsuki was being harshly removed by Mariam's expert hands. Hilary was rather having difficulties in taking off his hakama because he was struggling too much. Kimi was waiting for her haka to ring with intense desire. She'd even got her hand ready to stimulate the amount of ecstasy to come. Her eyes grew intent on Kai's face. He looked helpless under the two savage girls. When she thought him lost, he managed to turn on his stomach and started crawling away but the girls caught his pants and pulled it down. The annoyance and anger were marked on his young face. Kai gave one kick and he got up and headed for the door. Fortunately Kimi was quick enough to dart forward and held the door firmly closed. Kai was surprised that he couldn't open it. He stared blankly at the door surface exactly where Kimi's eyes were as if he had sensed something. Kimi's heart gave a start. She hoped that her plan wouldn't fail before she had tasted some lemons!
But she couldn't take her eyes away from the young man's dark melancholy ones. Suddenly Kai was pulled down once again. Kimi watched unseeingly the two naked figures drowning her client under the sea of their passion. Why? Why didn't it come? Kimi wondered to herself. Instead of getting turned on, Kimi felt a wild sensation of loneliness. This is impossible. I'm not feeling anything when people are having a threesome at my feet. No, that's wrong. I am feeling something but I cannot describe it. The throbbing wasn't coming from her haka but from her heart. What is this? I seem to have eaten too many takoyagi. She clasped her hand on her mouth and rushed out of the room.
montsuki: a kind of short kimono for men
haka: cunt
Yeah I know how strange this chapter is but it's going to mark a turning point in Kimi's and Kai's relationship, if we can call it one. I hope that you who are reading aren't getting bored or anything. I tend to use a lot of time to update now and the story seems endless. I like writing endings so I can't wait to get there!
