Sick of You

Tsubaki's Ending

Warning: This chapter is rated M and contains LEMON/SMUT

Two days after graduation, Ema had woken up with the worst headache of her life. No, no, no, fuck! She rolls around in her bed, she felt as though she was burning from the inside, yet she was freezing cold.

A knock is heard at the door. "Imouto-chan?," a voice purrs.

"Not right now, Tsu-kun," Ema whines, burying her face in her pillow, patiently awaiting death to slap her in the face.

Tsubaki opens her door anyways, he sees the poor girl on the bed, his cheerful expression turns to worry: "Ema-chan! Are you okay?" He rushes to her side.

"I feel horrible," Ema complains.

Tsubaki places a hand over her forehead. "You're really hot!," he comments.

Ema chuckles: "So are you."

Tsubaki laughs, pleased that, despite being sick, she didn't lose her personality. "I'll go bring you some breakfast, I'll be right back!"

"Wait-" But before Ema could finish her sentence, Tsubaki had already ran out the door.

Tsubaki returns with a warm bowl of ramen. "Here you go, Imouto-chan, careful! It's hot!"

Ema sits up slowly and takes the bowl from the white haired boy. She begins to slurp the soup. "It's not bad, Tsu-kun!," Ema comments between nods of approval.

Tsubaki chuckles: "I'm glad!"

"Did Ukyo teach you how to make this?"

"Yeah, but I never made it to his taste, so he never allowed me to cook for the family."

Ema giggles: "He probably doesn't approve of the Sprite and cereal combo."

"Or maybe it's the Nutella on omelets!," Tsubaki jokes.

They laugh.

When Ema finishes her breakfast, Tsubaki takes the bowl away from her and lays back her down, placing a warm towel on her head. "Tsu-kun-"

Tsubaki picks up the thermometer and places it inside of her mouth. "99! You really should take a nap, Imouto-chan, you're pretty feverish!"

"But I feel fine," Ema insists, sitting up.

"Wow, wow, what are you doing?," Tsubaki says, pushing her back down, "You're going to sleep little lady!"

Ema pouts: "But I don't want to!"

"Ema-chan..."

"Don't make a fuss over me!"

"Please just got to sleep!"

Ema whines and curls up in her blanket. Tsubaki sat on her bed until she fell asleep, and when he was certain that she was out, he left her room to do Ema's chores for her.

After washing the dishes, doing the laundry and cleaning the floors, Tsubaki returned to her room, feeling exhausted.

"Ema-chan?," he whispers, sitting on the edge of her bed. No answer. He smiles softly and brushes her bangs out of her face. "Get well soon, okay? When you feel better, I want to take you out on a date...," Tsubaki takes a deep breath, "I-I need to talk to you face to face about these feelings I have towards you... honestly, without my brothers interrupting. I love you, and although you might've already figured it out by now, I-I want you to hear it from my lips." Tsubaki places a soft kiss on her lips.

Ema's eyes flutter open: "Tsu-kun?"

"E-Ema-chan!," he blushes, "H-how much did you hear?"

Ema had never seen Tsubaki flustered before, and the sight made her blush. "Enough."

"Shit, I'm sorry for being so lou-"

Before Tsubaki could finish his sentence, Ema sat up and throws her arms around Tsubaki, pressing her pouty lips onto his. He kisses her back moans into her lips: "Mmm Ema, you need to go to sleep..." His moans sent vibrations through her body, making her heart race. He places a hand on the small of her back and delicately lowers them onto the bed. "Fuck, I have no self control when it comes to you," Tsubaki hisses against her lips. Ema tangles her fingers in his messy white locks, moaning into the kiss. "Just give me the cold, I don't even care," Tsubaki sighs.

The kiss begins to heat up, their tongues dancing together. Tsubaki's hand are all over Ema, fondling her breast, squeezing her hips, caressing her sides... He moves his hands over her breast, to the buttons of her pajama top, unbuttoning each button, one at a time. "T-Tsubaki... I-I want you...," Ema breathes. That was his undoing.

Tsubaki rips away from the kiss and pulls his shirt over his head. He lowers himself back down onto her, latching his lips onto her pink erect nipple, gently sucking on it. Ema moans his name, arching her back. His left hand begins playing with her other breast, as his right hand traveled down her toned stomach, to the waistband on her pajama bottoms. He reaches inside of the pants and starts rubbing her tender clit, causing her to whimper.

"T-Tsubaki, more...," Ema begs. He slides two fingers into her tight opening and pumps his digits inside of her.

He releases his mouth from her nipple with a soft pop. Tsubaki latches his lips onto her pale neck, gently sucking on her sweet spot. "Do you like that, Imouto-chan?," Tsubaki husks into her neck. Ema was a moaning mess, unable to respond. Tsubaki chuckles sexily: "My fingers aren't enough, are they?" He pulls his fingers out of her and effortlessly slides her pajama bottoms, followed by her pink panties, down her smooth slender legs.

"Tsuba- Oh!," Ema moans loudly, feeling his lips latch onto her wet ones. With his hands, he gently pushed back her thighs, giving him a full view of her core, his fingertips felt like fire on her delicate skin. The feeling of his tongue lapping, twirling and sucking on her tiny bundle of nerves made Ema tremble in pleasures. Her vision began to fog in lust, as Tsubaki greedily drank her juices, taking everything he could get.

The sounds she elicited drove him wild, Tsubaki felt his sanity slip through his fingers. He pulls away, causing Ema to whimper. "I'm sorry, I can't wait any longer," he husks, as he pulls down his sweatpants, followed by his boxers. His erection springs free before her very eyes. Ema's lip part slightly, stunned by his size. She swallows audibly, making him chuckle: "Don't worry, I'll be gentle."

Ema takes a deep breath. Tsubaki positions himself at her entrance, covering the tip with her juices. He smiles at her, placing a sweet kiss on her lips. "Ready?," he asks. Ema nods.

Tsubaki slowly inches himself into her little by little, her cries muffled by his lips, firmly placed against hers. So hot and tight... When he was completely inside of her, it was time for the waiting game to begin. Tsubaki stayed completely still, waiting patiently for Ema's whimpers and cries to stop.

Ema lets out a small moan, Tsubaki took it as a sign to start moving. He slowly begins to rock his hips in and out of her. She moans at the amazing friction.

"I love you, Imouto-chan..," he husks into her neck.

"I love you too, Tsu-kun..."

Tsubaki gradually increases the rhythm of his thrusts. He grunts, moans and pants into her neck, in awe of how amazing she felt around him. The blood in Ema's vein felt like lava, as a knot began to form in her lower stomach.

"T-Tsubaki, I'm going to cum!," Ema cries into his neck.

"Fuck, me too, Imouto-chan, cum with me!"

"TSUBAKI!," Ema cries out as she reaches her high. Tsubaki moans loudly at the feeling of her tight walls clamping around him. He pulls out of her, almost completely, before slamming himself back into her, releasing his warm seed deep inside of her.

His body collapses on top of hers. They take a moment to catch their breath.

"How was that?," Tsubaki asks between pants.

"Perfect."

Tsubaki pulls out of her, and collapses besides her, before wrapping his arm around the pretty brunette. He places a soft kiss on her temple. "You're all mine now," he whispers.

"Good morning, Azusa-san!," Ema exclaims to her older brother as he entered the kitchen.

"Ohayo, Ema-chan!"

Ema peers behind him, usually Tsubaki wouldn't be far behind, but today, he was no where to be found.

"Where's Tsu-kun?," Ema asks.

Azusa shrugs: "In his room, he said he wasn't feeling very well this morning."

Ema raises an eyebrow and makes her way to her boyfriend's room. She knocks on the door three times. "Tsu-kun? Are you in here?," Ema asks.

She opens the door and sees Tsubaki laying in bed, still in his pajamas, wrapped tightly in his blanket. He groans: "Ughhh!"

"What's wrong, Tsu-kun?," Ema asks, sitting on the edge of his bed.

"I feel like shit."

Ema places the back of her hand on his forehead. Her eyes widen: "Oh no..."

"What is it?"

"I-I think I might've given you my fever..."

Tsubaki chuckles: "In that case, it would only be fair if my cute girlfriend nursed me back to health, no?"

Ema giggles: "I'll go get the ramen and Doritos."

Flashforward (One year later)

On a cold rainy afternoon, Ema and Tsubaki were cuddling in blissful silence after they'd just made love. Ema nuzzled her face into Tsubaki's warm chest as he ran his fingers though her messy chocolate locks.

"Imouto-chan?"

"Hai?," Ema questions, peering up at her handsome boyfriend.

"I want you to be my wife."

Ema's caramel eyes widen, her pouty pink lips part slightly, a red tint covers her cheeks, stunned by his sudden confession. "N-nani?"

"N-not now, necessarily!," Tsubaki reassures, "But I want you to know that someday, I will make you my wife... I-if that's okay with you, of course..."

Ema smiles softly and kisses him on the cheek: "Call me Mrs Asahina Tsubaki."

A/N: I would like to give a special thank you to Kibou for sending me my first ever review. I am so happy you enjoyed my story, Masaomi's ending was one of my favorites too! Thank you so so much for reading! Much love xox