Warnings: Sensory deprivation, unprotected sex, cussing

7

Ema stood in front of Wataru's school's gate, waiting for him to come out. The bell rings and the sea of preteens soon floods the small, once quiet neighborhood. Ema peers around, looking for her younger brother.

"Onee-san!" Wataru calls out, catching Ema's attention.

Ema waves at him. "Wataru-chan!" Wataru instinctively takes Ema's hand. "How was your last day of school, Wataru-chan?" Ema asks, as they walk away from school grounds.

"Good! Today, I learned how to write fractions in the lowest terms!"

"Wow! That's awesome!"

"Yeah! One day, I'll get really really good at math, so I can become a mathematician just like Onee-chan and work along side her!"

Ema laughs. "If that's what you want, but don't do anything just for me, okay?"

"Eh? But why not?" Wataru questions. "I heard my brothers were playing a game just for you."

"A game?"

Wataru nods. "A few days ago, when I finished my homework, I heard Fuuto say: 'Let the games begin', after Kyo-nii said something and mentioned your name."

"What did Ukyo-san say, Wataru-chan?" Ema pries further, unsure of what Wataru was talking about.

"I don't know, I just heard him say your name and Masaomi agreed."

Ukyo said my name, Masaomi agreed and Fuuto said "Let the games begin"? What the hell is going on? They're not competing for me, aren't they? They wouldn't place a bet on me, right? No, Ukyo and Masaomi would never agree to that!, Ema thought.

"Onee-san?"

"W-what? Oh! Sorry, Wataru-chan, I just got lost in my thoughts, were you saying something?"

"Do you think they'll let me play too? I want to play a game!"

"N-no, Wataru-chan... I think Fuuto was just joking around, I don't think they're actually playing a game."

Wataru's face saddens. "Oh..."

"But when we get home, we could play a video game together, what do you say?"

"Hai!" Wataru exclaims.

After playing video games with Wataru, Ema makes her way to the bathroom to take a relaxing bath before supper. She enters the bathroom and slides the glass door behind her. She strips off her clothes and turns on the fausset, before stepping into the warm comforting water. She sighs and leans back onto the porcelain bathtub, smiling softly at the feeling of her worries seemingly floating away. Lost in her thoughts, she doesn't hear the sound of the bathroom door slide open and lock. Clothes can be heard falling on the tile floor. She snaps back to reality when she feels someone place their hands on her back, pushing her forward. She jumps and turns to face the intruder. "L-Louis-kun?" Louis smiles at her as he enters the bath, sitting behind her. "Hi Chi-chan, mind if I join?"

"W-well... You sort of already did.." Ema blushes. Louis has never really understood the concept of personal space and as much as Ema knew that, she still got flustered whenever he got close to her. He was gorgeous and her glistening eyes could make any girl melt into a puddle. Louis wraps his arms around her, pulling her closer to him, Ema gasps softly. "L-Louis-kun!"

Louis kisses her cheek. "Your skin is so soft, Chi-chan, have you been using that new body scrub I gave you?"

"Y-yes..." Ema blushes.

Louis smiles. "I can tell, you smell of shea butter... It smells delicious." Louis begins leaving feather light kisses down Ema's neck, giving her goosebumps.

"L-Louis-kun..." Ema breathes, placing a hand over his forearm. Louis reaches down between her long legs and gently spreads them apart. He delicately rubs her clit with his slender fingers, making her moan.

"You're beautiful, Chi-chan..." Louis whispers in Ema's ear. Her eyes roll back in ecstasy. He smirks, Louis' voice could make Ema do anything, and he knew that. He plunges his fingers into her.

"Louis-kun!" Louis latches his lips onto Ema's, muffling her moans. The kiss was as gentle as Louis was, and it made Ema feel butterflies in her stomach. Louis gradually quickens the pace of his digits, Ema's legs start to quiver as she reaches her high. She was in a daze. She rips away from Louis' lips, as she cums loudly, releasing all over his fingers. Her body goes limp, sinking into the bubbles of the, now lukewarm, bath. Louis catches her, pulling her back up. He smiles and places a tender kiss on her temple.

"You're as sensitive as I expected, Chi-chan." Louis comments.

Suddenly, the lights go off, startling them. Ema panics and rushes to get out, but Louis pulls her back into the bathtub, hugging her tightly. "Don't, it's dangerous!" Louis leaves the bathtub and throws on a bathrobe. He blindly taps around the bathroom, looking for the emergency flashlight. Louis soon finds it in the bottom cabinet. He turns it on and grabs another bathrobe, throwing it over his shoulder, before making his way to the brunette in the water. The hairdresser puts his hand out, helping the girl step out of the bathtub. He drapes the bathrobe over her shoulders. Ema thanks him and puts it on. "Let's get you back to your room."

Louis wrapped his arm around Ema's waist as he guided her to her bedroom, flashlight in hand. When they reach her room, he opens her bedroom door and steps aside, allowing her to walk in.

"Thank you, Louis-kun." Ema smiles.

"It's my pleasure, Chi-chan," Louis says. "Call me if you need anything."

Ema nods, she shuts the door and removes her robe, draping it over the chair of her desk. She takes her hair out of the messy bun and fluffs it around, allowing her brown locks to cascade down her back and over her shoulders. She looks at the time: it's 7 PM. Maybe I should take a nap? It's not like I can cook anyways, Ukyo will probably be ordering food for us tonight. Not bothering to put on a pair of pajamas, Ema slips into bed, closing her eyes.

About half an hour later, Ema is awaken by the feeling of someone laying in bed behind her, softly kissing her neck, and their hand resting on her bare hip. She whines, shrugging her shoulders in an attempt to get the person off of her. The man begins to softly caresses her arm in a soothing manner, he gently shushes her, making Ema feel at ease.

The man's touch was delicate and loving, it felt oddly familiar. She knew that it couldn't be a stranger, she knew it had to be one of her step-brothers. She places a hand over the man's hand, rubbing the top of his hand with her thumb, signaling him to keep going. The man's lips latch back onto her neck, leaving feather light kisses down to her collarbone. Ema moans and flips onto her back, the room was dark and the curtains were drawn, so she couldn't see the man's face.

The man props himself up on his hands, so that his face hovered over hers. She could make out the shadowy figure of a man with short to medium length hair, she knew it couldn't be Kaname, Louis or Hikaru. He leans back down, nipping her ears, earning breathy moans from her. She closes her eyes and buries her head into the pillow, giving him a full view of her slender neck. As his kisses trail down her neck, she reaches behind his head and runs her fingers through his soft messy locks. No braids or ponytail, she remarks. It couldn't be Yuusuke.

The man begins to sensually roll his hips against Ema's. "Fuck," she breathes. "Please.." She wasn't sure what she was begging for, but she knew she wanted more. The man growls lowly and reaches between her legs. He trails his cold fingers down her toned stomach to the slit of her dripping cunt, before inserting his curled digits inside of her. Ema's eyes roll back as the man gently caresses her G-spot, edging her closer and closer to her high. He buries his face into her neck, taking in every naughty sound escaping her pouty lips. As she reaches her high, she grabs the back of his hair roughly, yanking his head upwards so that their lips could meet. He growls into the kiss, sending vibrations down her spine. She feels the orgasm build up in her stomach as his warm tongue massages hers, making her head spin. She cries out, reaching her high, her legs convulsing violently. "Fuck..." She breathes. She feels him smirk against his lips.

The man kisses down her stomach, leaving a trail of heavenly kisses to her still quivering pussy. His lips latch onto her dripping folds, making her moan. He begins to hungrily lap at her over-sensitized skin, as trembling moan escaped her lips. "Oh please... Don't stop..." She breathes. Ema digs her heels into his back, crying out as she grabs the back of his head, roughly tugging his soft messy hair, practically face fucking him. She felt him smirks against her soaked lips. But right before she could cum, she hears him fumble with his belt. Ema's cheeks begin to heat up at the sound of the clanking metal, resonating in the room. She knew it couldn't be Subaru, that man had never worn a pair of jeans once in their three plus years of knowing each other. With a firm grip on her hips, plunged into her, she moans loudly, clinging onto the sheets beneath her. He hisses in pleasure. The sound of moans and low growls fill the room as the man expertly rolled his hips against hers, trusting into her with slow, deep, long strokes. "You feel so... good..." Ema moans, digging her nails into the man's forearms. The man only groans in return. He gradually quickens the pace of his trusts, gazing down at her shadowy figure as she unraveled beneath him. She reaches her second orgasm of the night. Her body goes limp, collapsing lifelessly onto her bed. They take a moment to catch their breath.

After a short while, he leans down and places a soft peck on her swollen lips, allowing her to taste herself. She hears him adjust his clothes and he leaves the room. Feeling exhausted, she doesn't bother get up to take a look at the man before he left, she figured she'd just find out on her own terms or later. As she got up to go the bathroom, she found a silver chain laying on the floor... with a cross on it.

Iori-kun.

A/N: Thank you so much to Sasachan for the support! Lots of love!