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Heating problems

Drabble 266

Usagi POV

I ran. As fast as possible. They let us out of school early due to the bad windy weather. Go figure the first bad snow storm we get is so bad they let us out two hours early. The snow was coming down. Hard to. I was having such bad visibility that I had to detour between the buildings to see anything. I knew that was a bad sign. At this rate I would be buried in the snow before I got home and my winter coat was seemingly no match for this storm. I looked around and saw that while home was still a mile away.

Mamo – chan's complex however was only three blocks away. Decision made I darted out and made a run for his place. My snow shoes in place I ran in my wool clothing under my actual uniform to his place. I made it to his building where I got in just before a huge gust of wind could take me away. I knew I looked disheveled bad when the security guard looked at me with a quirk of a brow.

"Bad snow storm." I muttered with jittery teeth. He merely nodded, "Want me to let Chiba – san know you're coming?" he asked, I nodded, realizing I didn't have the ability to talk much. The cold from the storm making me so chilled that my teeth were chattering and my hands were shaking too much to be able to even text properly or make a call out. I hadn't realized how bad it got till I got inside.

He motioned for me to go to the elevator. I hit the button as it moved. I shook off some of the snow as I traveled. Unfortunately I wound up knocking some of it on the exposed skin of my neck. I grumbled as I got off, the ding preventing my cursing from being heard to anyone, not that there was anyone, in the hallway. I stepped out and by the time I reached his door he opened it. I didn't even bother to wait for a kiss from him.

I needed heat and even the hallways weren't warm enough for me. I just ran easily three blocks just to get here, and walked in the building snow for several other blocks that I couldn't even see clearly enough to get a number off them. I tossed my boots off, having at least the foresight to put them by the door less I get slush turning water onto the wood floors. I took my coat and scarf as I grabbed his afghan on the couch and curled up on it.

He rounded the couch and said, "Hot cocoa?" I nodded, "Arigato." I managed to get out. I felt bad for intruding like this, our date night wasn't for another few days and he usually did prefer to know when I was coming over so he could make sure that we had my father permission. One of the few stipulations to dating him. According to my father. "Sorry for coming over unannounced but the snow…" that's when I saw the hot cocoa mug in front of me.

"That was fast." I nearly asked as I took a prolonged sip from it. "I had a feeling when the snow storm started to come in that you'd be over. I warned your parents of it to. Though just to be safe you better call them and let them know so they don't worry." He really did try and my boyfriend, it was still sometimes strange though that he had to have that conversation with them when it really should just be with me and them.

I merely nodded as he handed me his cordless. I dialed the number by heart, "Hi, momma, yeah I'm over at Mamo – chan's." I let her know, "Oh darling this storm is so bad I wish you were home but it's safer if you stay there for a little while till the storm blows over. I'll let your father know your safe." She told me, "Thanks, love you." I told her as she reciprocated in kind. Ending the call I handed the phone back to him as I sipped at the cocoa.

"Thanks." I handed him back the phone, "No problem. The storm is really getting bad. Their saying it's the worst one to hit Tokyo in years." He told me as he put on the tv to watch the weather report. I got up once I got most of the numbness out from the cold and realized most of my clothes were damp. "I'm gonna grab some of your sweats." I told him as I went into his room and grabbed the smallest set that he had there just for me.

He stopped wearing them when I wore them to let my scent stick. I thought it was sweet. Like when I wasn't here he could still smell me in a sense. Once I put them on I went back to the living room where he was at and noticed the slight chill coming from the balcony. The cold was seeping through the glass doors. "That's intense." I remarked as he got up from the couch and cranked up the heat on the thermostat.

"Yeah I've never had my heat this high up before." He looked at the snow covered balcony like it wasn't a hot idea to have it after all. Then he cranked the heat up even higher. It would be toasty in here in no time. "Not like anyone really knew it was going to be this bad." I offered as we sat down. We watched the news for any updates only to find that his place was getting nice and warm.

We sat on the couch and enjoyed each other's company. Soon enough I didn't even need the afghan on the couch. I was able to lay it back over as I settled into Mamo – chan's arms. It was an hour later as we were making out pretty heavily when we both noticed how incredibly hot it was getting in his place and it had nothing to do with our own rising temperatures. We were sweating even and we didn't normally sweat WITH our clothes on during a make out session, not normally.

He got back up to adjust the heat, "Perhaps that was too much too fast for the heat." He mused as he made the adjustment. He sat back down to continue our kissing as we began to shed the top layers off. Mostly just his sweater and the zip up hoodie I put on over the light sweater I had on, but even then that wasn't enough. It still felt hot. When Mamo – chan took off his own shirt after that he rose from the couch and went with determination to the temperature gauge. When he just looked it over after hitting numerous buttons he sighed.

"This isn't happening…" he muttered, "What's not happening?" I asked, "The heater is on the fritz." He concluded, turning back around to see me, "Meaning it's going to go off?" I asked worried about the outside temperature more than it getting hot in here. "No more like the heat isn't going to stop pumping out like this." it was really getting hot in here, "So we'll take off a few more layers, you can call the building manager to see about getting it fixed." I figured that simply enough.

My father always had to do that whenever our heater went out. He called the repair man and when mother would ask he told her that repairmen were his responsibility as a homeowner to call but for apartment or condo buildings it was the building manager who was called by the tenant. I couldn't believe I remembered that but I did. Mamoru got on the phone with the building manager then. He huffed a few times and seemed a bit pensive regarding it, "And we can't get it done anytime sooner?" he asked.

He hung up the phone shortly afterwards, "Turns out a lot of businesses have already shut down early due to the storm as well. He can't get the right parts to fix it till tomorrow morning at the earliest." I looked outside, "Makes sense. Look at it out there. I'd be shocked if anyone was going to try to make sales and stay open in this." he nodded, "Yeah I suppose. It's just irritating how hot and…" I tore off the last sweater to reveal my bra.

It was all I had on left on top. He seemed to be at a loss for words as I walked up to him "And what?" I asked as I kissed him again. I opened the balcony door as a small gust, from the small slit I opened, of wind that came in. It was like immediate relief for us both. The irritation left his eyes as he face palmed, "I should have thought of that." He said as he opened the door up more, it sent cold drafts inside as we moved away from it into his place.

It was giving the whole place a relief but it was still really hot so we went to the window in his room to let the cool air in. We only did a little bit though as the wind was enough to knock over several things in his room. I was torn between shedding more clothes and keeping them on as my body was in between a hot and chill feeling. Still in his room I threw caution to the wind and pulled down my sweats.

The bottoms flung off as I walked over to him. He himself shed most of his clothing leaving on only his boxers. Only my bra and panties were on now. "So did you want to sit on the couch or come to bed?" I beckoned and why not to? We had several hours to kill in this blizzard and we did what we could to relieve his place of the excessive heat. He looked at me like I was nuts yet he also seemed to be thinking along the same train of thoughts.

It helped my case when the wind whipped by and chilled by body just enough to make my nipples pucker. He could clearly see them through the see through white lacy of my bra. That's when I felt him begin to poke out. I went up to him, pressing his hardening cock into me as I pulled his head down for a kiss. He reciprocated in kind as he roamed his hands over my body and in seconds flat had my bra off.

He was the master of bras, I had to give him that. I remember Minako once telling me men had issues with the contraptions like it was a land mine that they had to re-wire to de-activate. Yet Mamo – chan took care of mine like it was made of butter, it just melted off of me as I let it fling into a corner of the room. Now I was heated up for a whole other reason, the same as before the heat only better.

He picked me up by my thighs, wrapping my legs around his waist as he turned us towards the bed and deposited me on it. The chill came in but not as strongly as before. As if the wind shifted in the other direction to not be so harsh on the bedroom activities taking place. So when Mamo – chan dropped to his knees before the bed I whimpered in delight as he teased me through my panties first then pushed a finger in.

"Suddenly glad that the heater is on the fritz…" I smiled at his words, like he admitted to defeat but was enjoying the spoils of it regardless. I held his head in place as I enjoyed his merciful tongue playing with my folds. Like he knew the perfect harmony to get me riled up. His hands at my hips as he held me in place, held my quivering heat to his mouth for more. As if I was a fruit to be savored.

Just before I could come though he stopped. I was on the verge of climax and he stopped. I let out a soft growl as he crawled forward, pulling my legs up with him as I felt his own heat pressing against me. I thrust my hips upwards towards him to get him inside of me. That didn't work though. Not only was it the wrong angle but he was to above me to make that happen. I wanted him in me.

Instead he pinned me down, his hands perfectly fitting in my own as he used them to put my hands into one of his and pulled up on my leg enough to angle himself to slip inside of me. I gasped as the pressure of his member in me sent pleasure filled thrills throughout my body, "Mamo – chan!" I gasped, as he grunted from the feeling of being in me once more. I felt him stretch me out as I widened up for his entry.

Well he widened me up, like I was made to be his perfect fit. I felt him stretching me out as I compressed my muscles around him, hearing him groan out from the pressure. "So amazing…" he grunted as I gripped his one hand before he released both of my hands. I wrapped mine around the back of his shoulders as he gripped onto my own shoulders, using them to leverage himself into me as he pushed himself in and out.

A steady rhythm forming as we started to move at a slow but forceful pace. His thrusts were strong and powerful yet slow. It was pleasing as it was torturous. Part of me enjoyed the nice slow start while the other part of me wanted to chase the sweet friction he was creating between us. His pace was steady as I saw the love and lust mingled together in his eyes. I imagine it was the same thing reflected in my own eyes as I watched him.

His length pressing into my deepest folds as I felt him touch parts of me that I couldn't even touch, "HAI!" I cried out, I was starting to feel over heated again. The building tension between us was amazing, but the heat was getting to be a bit much especially during this activity as we started to thrust against each other at a faster pace. "Usa!" he gripped my shoulders harder as he pressed himself deeper within me.

Before I knew it he had me hoisted up in his lap as my legs were thrown over his shoulders. I was literally incapable of contributing to the rhythm now but it didn't seem to matter to him. He lifted me up and with his corded muscles that were now turning me on beyond anything, he was controlling the entire motion and thrusting me down on him. I could only hold on, and hang on for the ride as he took complete control.

I couldn't help but cry out from the pleasure of it even as the heat was beginning to get to me again. A gust of wind came around again and started to cool down my skin, making me feel a bit of reprieve I could feel it against the contrast of my over-heated flesh as it seemed to give me a boost of energy. I saw that Mamo – chan was feeling it to as he looked me square in the face, "You feel so…kami – sama Usa!" he looked like he was asking for permission for something but I wasn't completely sure on what.

I gave him the best reassuring smile I could as it seemed to be what he was looking for. The next thing I knew I was on my back again and my legs were pinned to my shoulders as he began to plow into me. I couldn't only grunt once more as his length made a permanent home within me, "Please!" it was all I could manage to get out. My entire being was focused on the pleasure he was providing us both.

His pace sped up, fast. His member pounding into me hard, so hard it threatened to be near painful but it was still the most pleasing thing I'd ever felt in my life. I could hear him sounding on the verge of hyperventilating himself, I felt I was close to it to. On each downward thrust I was beginning to see spots and I wasn't sure what that meant. I tried to say his name but words failed me then the orgasm ripped right through me.

It sparked his and before we both knew it he was coming and hard to. He grinded his hips against mine that made the orgasm feel like it was lasting longer. My moth could only open wide as I felt the muscles tighten and pull the last strings of cum from him and orgasm from me. It took several long more thrusts before he finally stopped and collapsed on top of me. Both of us breathing hard in the aftermath as our limbs trembled from the intensity of that one. We both just breathed, I think our ability to talk evaporated with our brain cells on that one.

It was at least five minutes later that Mamo – chan received a call on his cell. Out of habit he reached for it and picked it up. It was the building manager and this time since I was so close I could hear him to, "Yeah almost forgot to tell you, till I can get the parts what you can do is shut the heat off manually from the back of the radiator. There's a knob that turns the heat off completely." Once I heard that Mamo – chan sat up. Any traces of former exhaustion seemed to temporarily evaporate.

"NANI?!" he choked out, breathing heavily still. "Yeah, you can do it intermittently to allow heat in that way your pipes don't freeze up and you don't get over heated." The building manager said as he finished with, "Have a good evening." the call ended as Mamoru fell back to the bed, the exhaustion coming back to him after our round, only to then slap his forehead again, "Why didn't I think of that?!" he whined, I couldn't help but laugh. Sometimes even the smartest people don't use common sense.