Chapter 24: Her Walls

Hiruma was kissing and licking at Mamori's navel, ready to kiss further below, and about to pull down her panties when his phone suddenly rang. They both jolted at the sound. But Hiruma refused to stop. He pressed a button to end it, and pulled down her underwear until she wriggled free of it. His damned phone rang again, forcing back his sanity. He still chose to end it; eyebrows perked in irritation. He'd rather continue while Mamori is still in the mood. When it rung the third time, she said "you should probably answer it."

DAMN IT! was written all over Hiruma's face as he answered the call. It was Agon. "What the fuck is it Fucking Dreads?!" he barked; obviously hating the fact that they just got interrupted and making it obvious to the latter.

"Trash, you shouldn't speak that way to the one who saved that wench."

"What do you fucking want?" Hiruma grumpily asked. He watched as Mamori was obviously dragged back to her senses. Her face turned into a deep shade of red and she awkwardly separated herself from how they were tangled. She pushed him a bit and he understood. He gently removed the hand that was pleasuring her just a while ago and she let out a sound of dissatisfaction. Of wanting that hand back there, but she was obviously debating with her mind and her mind won. She almost fell to the ground when she separated from him and removed her arms around his neck. He was quick to scoop her up before her knees hit the floor and walked to the couch where he settled her. He sat down beside her. She anxiously fixed her bra and buttoned her blouse back; much to his disdain. It means they are totally not continuing what they were up to just seconds ago. Both of their breathing are still loud and laboured from so much kissing and touching.

"Kukuku. It sounds like I interrupted something. Were you about to cum?" Agon teased and was mockingly pretending to be sorry. Good thing the phone was not in loud speaker.

"Damn you. I will kill you a billion times and feed you to the wolves. Fucking spill it before I change my mind," Hiruma snapped. Mamori gave him a disapproving look but it did not work with her face still flushed from their recent activity. She said in hand signals 'can I talk to him?' and he replied with a capital 'NO.'

"Book the five of us in that new onsen (hot spring) resort for today and tomorrow," Agon demanded. He specified the kind of accommodation he wanted and what type of food, beddings, and all. He was pretty meticulous in what he wanted and he chose the most expensive ones.

Mamori watched in horror as Hiruma smelled the hand that he used inside her panties. He displayed to her how much of her juices had soaked his hand and he licked at it while listening to Agon. By the time Agon was done with his specifications, Hiruma had mostly licked off the juices from her core. Mamori could only blush in embarrassment and blink in disbelief.

"Fine. I'll send you the voucher in a few minutes."

"Kukuku. That's why I like you," Agon's laughter boomed that Hiruma had to distance himself from the phone. "By the way, don't fucking lick her pussy while talking to me damn it! I just had a rough night."

"That's none of your fucking business you fucking huge piece of disturbance. I want to kill you right now," Hiruma retorted. Mamori insisted she wanted to talk so Hiruma said, "she says she wanna talk to you."

"Give her the phone," Agon grinned. Hiruma put it in loud speaker before handing it to Mamori. He got another phone and called the owner of the onsen resort that Agon wanted.

"Hello Agon-kun?"

"Wench, you sure gave me one hell of a night. Stop sucking that Trash's dick and come to me."

"Thank you for telling me it was drugged. I'm so sorry I dragged you into this mess Agon-kun and to the ladies as well. Gomenasai. Please give them my regards," Mamori said, ignoring his vulgar remark. Hiruma already told her not to bother apologizing but she's stubborn.

"Kukuku, now you're in my debt. You better remember that."

"Hai, arigato" Mamori agreed much to Hiruma's annoyance. Then she added, "it's not my fault you wolfed down all six though so I'm not taking responsibility for anything. And I'm NOT sucking anything."

Hiruma snatched his phone back. "You are already fucking paid Dreads. You are in no position to make any demands now. I've sent you the vouchers."

"Kuh. Fine. Fine. Go put that dick back in and rough up that wench. Enjoy Trashes!" Agon beamed loudly before ending the call. Hiruma just calmly closed his phone while Mamori would have put a tomato to shame at how red her face was. They haven't even reached that part yet.

"You alright," Hiruma asked. She nodded without looking him in the eye. Thought so. He knew she would be like this. He could almost see the invisible wall she's putting between them again. He wondered how long she would avoid him. He held her by the shoulder and she instantly tensed up. "Shall we continue where we left off?" he held her chin up to meet his eyes and her blush run even deeper and she looked away.

"Groceries! We need to get the groceries" She said in a flustered voice, pushed him away, and stood up. She ran to the mirror to check herself. She rejoiced that her legs are finally working again. She would have had run to her room and locked up a long time ago if not for the fact that her knees and legs were malfunctioning. Her eyes widened at her reflection. She has huge hickeys from her neck down to her cleavage and her hair was a wreck. She had the 'just fucked look' that people had been describing to her.

"I'll just get changed," she turned to the direction of her room. Her face could not get any redder. She stole a glance at Hiruma in the mirror and he was grinning happily at the sight of those marks. She wanted to throw a shoe or two at his smirking face.

When she was in front of her door, she paused and said "go wash your hands!" and quickly snuck into her room and he heard the click of the lock. The first time she ever locked her door. Hiruma mentally cursed. He would be getting locked doors now. But he doesn't regret in the least, everything that they just did. He went to the bathroom to masturbate, as if he could just go out after that much of stimulation. He looked down at the wet spot on his pants. That was where she had been rubbing her pussy. She had soaked his pants as well.

The blond sighed deeply as he seated himself back on the couch, waiting for Mamori. After years, he was finally able to break those fucking multi-layered walls she built around her and yet she was already building new ones. He was always breaking those walls little by little every day but new ones always popped up. He lost control today and broke those walls in one go. He wondered what the consequences would be. But after getting a taste of what lies beyond those walls, he's not sure he can continue taking things slowly now.

He had spent so much time making her comfortable around him and now he doesn't know what would happen after this. Damn those fucking risks! There is so much at stake so he didn't try to overdo things. He was very much content with keeping her with him every day, watching her smile and laugh and get angry at him. He was content with sneaking into her room every now and then to watch her sleep, steal a kiss or two, and go back to his room. He was happy with just having her around. But now he knew he couldn't go back with being content to just those. Yes, JUST those. Now that he knew he could get so much more, he would. He is rather happy with how much development he achieved by losing control. Maybe it's good to just let his feelings take control every now and then.

Somehow, Hiruma felt like he was finally able to let something heavy off of his chest. He ended up spilling the beans when he was supposed to just let Mamori know why this set up (living together) is very important to him. He wanted her to know why it matters that she should only do those things for him and not to anyone else. That what is going on between them is not just the normal relationship between people. That it is something more. That it isn't just friendship or something professional. And that what she had been doing was something that is special, only for him.

He wanted to emphasize that he wasn't just treating her like every other woman so she shouldn't think of him as just like every other man. He loved being number one and he wouldn't have it any other way. He wanted his special place. He knew it exists, but it is frustrating when she acts like it doesn't. After what happened, perhaps by now she would understand; believe that his and her feelings do exist, admit it to herself, and accept their possibilities.

A/N: I don't know why I love putting Agon between these two. Did I put your hopes up? Kekeke. There is always a proper time for everything. That was just their first kiss. They don't have to get everything in one go. It's not a one night stand. Be patient. And COMMENT will ya?