« Souji... » she whispered faintly when he eventually released her mouth.
Her words were cut short by his insatiable lips as he traced the contour of her mouth with the tip of his tongue. She knew she should have repelled him, just like she did all the times before but it was her last chance to be with Souji before he belonged to another and fuck it, Tama didn't seem to mind sharing...
He slipped his tongue into her mouth and mingled with hers as her excitement turned to heat and rushed throughout her entire body. She hummed in pleasure, basking in the sensations of Souji's lips on hers, and he became more insistent, passionate and needy, nurturing and clinging at the same time. His hands clenched onto her waist in a possessive way and then carressed her ass and thigh, rolling the fabric up her legs. She felt the warmth of his palms and fingers squeezing her skin and her breath became more shallow in anticipation.
He suddenly stopped and broke the kiss, a nameless animosity in his eyes.
« Souji ? » she asked, breathless.
« Haruhi... » he whispered before holding her tightly, nesting his head in the crook of her neck « I don't want to prove Tsune right... »
« What do you mean ? » she asked, confused.
« My steps aren't guided by lust. » he stated, looking back into her eyes « I don't want to take you just to quench a carnal need... »
« I know. » she smiled, kissing him again.
She dug her fingers in his mane and pulled him close to her, her lips pressing on his with passion. To encourage him, her fingers traced the line of his collar, from the back of his neck to the middle of his chest and she grabbed his obi, swiftly untying it.
« I love you, Souji. » she said, brushing his clothes off his shoulders.
She passed her hands on his chest, his abs and his back, savoring every touch of it, while Souji began to do the same with her own clothes, untying and brushing them off.
When she was nearly naked before him, he looked at her as if he was seeing her for the first time.
« Maybe... » he smiled « maybe there is a bit of lust... When I see you like this. »
He grabbed a nipple between his teeth and she hissed in pleasure-pain due to the roughness of Souji's treats.
« Souji... » she whispered while she still had her sanity « Don't mark my skin... »
« I won't mark your neck. » he said, rolling her nipple between his teeths as his tongue was licking the tip « Can't promise anything for the rest. »
She moaned and threw her head backwards when Souji suckled hard on her breast and she pulled his head closer to her, feeling him try to bite as much as he could of her breast and leaving it swollen to do the same thing to the other.
« Nothing... visible... Please... Souji... » she whimpered, flustered and set ablazed by Souji's tongue and teeth on her.
He rasped his teeth on her shoulder and claimed her lips again. She savored the moment, unable to resist this kiss that seemed to be assaulting all her senses at once. Souji's hands became less needy and he carressed featherlikely the curve of her back, his carress transforming into a sensual appreciation of her hips when he reached them, pulling her onto his lap.
« Do you want me to be more gentle ? » he asked in a soft voice.
« No. » she implored, that sweet torture being even worse than his rough usual ways « I want you to be you. »
His teasing fingers continued from where they stopped, sending a sweet shiver racing down her spine. Before Haruhi could speak again, he sealed her lips with a passionate kiss, his fingers shifting to untie her underwear and adventure themselves between her legs. She let out her breath in a gasping moan and his warm tongue flickered playfully all around hers, until her whole mouth was hot with the sensation of him. She moaned louder, and louder, her desire rising with the touch of Souji's fingers on her most intimate spot. Yet, she had no mind to feel ashamed of her loudness, the throbbing ache in her lower body more powerful than any cry. Back and fourth, building speed, his carress on this tender and sensitive spot had her nearly in tears.
« Souji... Please... » she pleaded, her eyes humid « Please... »
Souji smirked and leaned to try and catch the futon and open it.
« You'd be more comfortable here... » he commented snidely « except if you'd rather sit on my face. »
« S... Souji ! » she stuttered, immediately becoming blushing red.
« What ? » he asked innocently « I'm sure the view would be interesting. »
« No ! » she shook her head.
She couldn't possibly sit on Souji's face. What if she was heavy ? That would be humiliating... Souji smiled a teasing smile and opened the futon to shift her there. He laid between her legs and his tongue took over where his fingers left. Wave after wave of excitement ran through her, filling every fiber of her being.
« Souji... » she moaned loudly « I want you... »
« Not before you came, Haru-chan » he replied with a flicker which made her arch her back in a blissful frenzy « I know you enjoy this more. I can wait and I have a loooot of time. »
She had to disagree. Souji didn't have a lot of time. He'd be married in a day. Yet, another insistent flicker made all these troublesome thoughts go away, replaced only by an intense pleasure.
« Souji... Souji... Ah... Ah... »
« Come for me, Haru-chan... » he whispered.
The heat was filling all her body and she clenched to the sheets, feeling the need to grab something and fearing she could hurt Souji by pulling his hair, the only thing she could have grabbed. She sensed all her muscles tense and it was almost painful to have them so bowed. Her breath became even shorter, shallow and husky as she groaned between her teeth, her eyes squeezed by the tension inhabiting her body. Then, everything relaxed at once in a powerful extasy and she tripped over the edge, carried away by a tsunami in an ocean of pleasure.
« Whoah... » said Souji with a wry smirk, getting atop her slowly by nipping and suckling on her sides « I've got no ears anymore. Next time, I'd better gag you... »
She could hear him but not react, still getting down her peak and she felt his breath in her neck as he suckled on it.
« Now, I'm picturing it... » he muttered against her skin « you all tied up and gagged... the thought is enticing... »
Haruhi was slowly getting down, her body relaxing and she was capable to feel him again, nibbling on her neck, supported by his elbows as his lower body was grinding against her hips.
« Souji... » she whispered « no marks... »
« Hum hum... » he nodded absently.
« I'm serious ! » she scolded « I'm not coming to your wedding with lovebites all over my skin. »
« I promise » he whispered « there's no lovebite. »
« Good. »
« If you can scold me, does that means you're ready ? » he asked playfully.
They made love countless times already. Yet, Souji was still always asking her permission before entering her, knowing how she would feel like an intrusion if he wasn't.
« Yes » she nodded « I'm ready. »
Souji pushed against her, getting gradually more insistent and Haruhi couldn't help but wonder if he would be able to get in more easily one day and if she'd be able to feel pleasure out of it instead of this uncomfortable feeling of being stretched. When he had sheathed his whole length, he started moving in her, grinding his hips against hers. She was meeting him halfway, holding him closely, cradled in her arms. It didn't matter if it wasn't as pleasurable as his tongue on her because he was with her, getting pleasure from her, groaning because of her, and he was saying her name.
« Haruhi... »
Love. She coud feel it. It wasn't only lust like Tsune wanted to make him believe. It was an attachment with roots running much deeper than that. If only Souji could be hers... but in that instant, he was, whatever future would bring.
« Souji... Souji... » she kept repeating, as a litany to keep him close, so that he would never need to quit this room, marry and leave her.
Souji's thrusts became more rough against her and he eventually collapsed on her. He was heavy but she wouldn't dare to complain. She wanted him to stay here, forever in her arms, and thus, even if she were to suffocate and die under his weight. Souji wasn't planning on the same thing though because he rolled and took her with him, making her land on his strong chest. Haruhi snuggled there as Souji pulled the covers over them.
« Was it better ? » he asked after a while.
« I still can't feel it... » she replied, ashamed « I'm sorry... but, I like it anyway. »
« Nevermind. » he smiled « I guess these kind of things take time. »
« I'm broken... » she apologized, hiding her face into Souji's chest.
« My ears disagree. » he chuckled « they've been ringing since you yelled your heart out. »
« Sorry... » she blushed uncontrollably.
« Don't be » he kissed her forehead « I missed you. »
Haruhi let his fingers run on her back, tingling her skin in very agreeable way, and put her head on her palms, her elbows on his chest to support her.
« What if Tama isn't broken like I am ? » she asked with apprehension « wouldn't you prefer spending time with her if she can feel the pleasure of being one with you ? »
Souji patted her head but he wasn't smiling when he spoke, his eyes dark as a pine.
« Please don't speak about Tama. » he ordered in a low voice « not when you're here with me. »
« Sorry... » she muttered, avoiding his gaze, but Souji caught her chin to force her to look into his eyes.
« Tama and I will never have what I have with you. Because I love you. » he stated « I don't care if you have to fight your darkness, just like you support me when I fight mine. Maybe you'll never be able to enjoy that moment and guess what ? It doesn't matter. Because I have other ways to please you and I know you like it even if you don't get pleasure out of it. You're putting too much pressure on yourself. »
« Souji... » she whispered, tracing his lips with a finger « I love you too. »
« I'm glad I didn't ruin your hair. » he said out of the blue « you look lovely with that thing. »
Souji smiled and redirected his gaze towards the window to try and decipher the time it was. Haruhi followed his gaze and snuggled against him.
« I can stay a bit. » she said, as if she was reading his mind « I'm not awaited anywhere. »
« Thank you. I don't have students the day before my wedding anyway. My hands are free. » he smirked « will you stay the night ? »
« No. » she yawned « I'll go before dark. »
« Okay. » he sighed « I know you have a place to go back to, a place where you belong... and that's not here. »
They stayed together until the sun started to get down and Haruhi stood up, trying not to wake Souji up. His face was so relaxed when asleep and it made her realize how much his features the past month were tensed with wrinkles of anguish. She silently dressed herself and took her package. The dreamlike hypnosis-state she was in, her body numb from Souji's touch, exploded like a bubble, and she was left with nothing but regret.