Warnings: Degradation, throat fucking, rough sex, unprotected sex, spanking, cussing
9
As she prepared lunch in the kitchen, Ema suddenly heard loud footsteps stumbling down the stairs. She turns her attention to the staircase. "Oh, hi Fuuto-kun!" She chirps.
The idol turned actor flashes an award winning smile at the pretty brunette, and makes his way towards her. Fuuto places his hands around her waist, kissing her cheek. "How's my favorite girl?"
Ema blushes. "G-good.. How are you?"
"I'm great." He laughs, "Why are you so tense, pup? Don't tell me your Otouto makes you nervous."
"W-what? No! No, no!" She denies. "Of course not!"
"You get flustered so easily," he sexily chuckles. "It makes you so much fun to tease."
He gently grabs her chin, he turns her face and kisses her gently. She smiles. "I-I hope you'll like today's diner..."
"I'll like anything you make, Nee-san." He says, shamelessly caressing her hips. "But I'd rather have you for diner..."
An obnoxious cough suddenly interrupts them. Fuuto growls, turning his attention to the coughing man. "What?" He hisses.
"Ema-chan, would you mind packing today's lunches?" Ukyo says, completely disregarding Fuuto's presence.
Ema turns to her older brother, curiously. "Pack today's lunches?"
"Masaomi wanted to take the whole family on an outing for Christmas," Ukyo explains. "Therefore we won't be eating at home."
"Oh, an outing? That sounds fun!" Ema exclaims.
"No it doesn't," Fuuto huffs. "What if someone recognizes me out there? I can't be seen with you bastards!"
Ukyo shrugs, "Suit yourself then. Ema-chan, you're coming, yes?"
Ema nods. "Yes! Of course!"
"Wonderful." Ukyo smiles. He leaves the room.
Fuuto mumbles something angrily under his breath. Ema turns to face Fuuto, with his arm still around her waist, she places her hands on his chest. "What's wrong, Fuuto-kun?"
"I really don't want to go." Fuuto admits.
"I figured as much," Ema sighs. "You never go on outings unless there's just Yuusuke and I or Louis and I."
"Yeah, I don't really like the other guys." Fuuto admits.
Ema ponders at the statement she just said. It was true, Fuuto refused to go on any outings unless there would only be Yuusuke or Louis present, yet he hates Yuusuke? Why would he only want to go on outings with him?
"Something on your mind, pup?" Fuuto asks, gently caressing the girl's lower back.
"You never leave the house with your brothers unless it's with Yuusuke or Louis, but last time I checked, you hate Yuusuke.. Why is that, Fuuto-kun?" Ema asks, playing with the strings of Fuuto's hoodie.
"Tsk, drop the 'kun', it's so annoying," Fuuto says. "But to answer your question, Yuusuke and I actually used to be pretty close."
"Really?" Ema questions.
Fuuto nods. He places a quick peck on her lips. "We're pretty close in age, as you know, so we played together a lot growing up. I wanted to play with him all the time, because he was my older brother, you know? I admired him. However, Yuusuke never wanted to play with me, he only wanted to play with Suba-nii. Looking back now as a 17, almost 18 year old, I understand why he wanted to play with Suba-nii, I mean, it was the same reason why I wanted to play with him, he admired Suba-nii, but at the time it really sucked. Wataru wasn't born yet so I had no one to play with." Fuuto sighs. "I guess you could say I hold a grudge against him for causing me to have a lonely childhood, but... The five year old Fuuto in me still yearns his approval. I think that's why I acted out a lot growing up, because my brothers never gave me attention otherwise."
Ema's expression saddens. "I'm sorry, it must've been hard growing up alone, despite having twelve brothers."
Fuuto shrugs, "It doesn't really affect me since I've never known any different. Besides, you know me, I'm kind of a lone wolf like Natsume, I don't need those guys."
"Yeah, I figured," Ema says. "But you should come today... I'm not trying to tell you what to do! I guess, it would just be nice to have you there... I miss spending time with you, you know?"
Fuuto ponders. "Alright, fine. Only for you."
"Arigatou-"
"But, you owe me a date after this." He places a hand on her cheek. "What do you say, Nee-san?"
Ema blushes. "O-okay..." She gets on her tip toes, pressing her lips lovingly against Fuuto's.
"Awn, is Nee-san falling in love with me, so she's kissing me first?"
"Shut up! Do you want to get kissed or not?"
"Is that even a question?" Fuuto chuckles.
She kisses him again, but with more passion this time. Tangling her fingers through his sandy brown locks, she pulled him closer to her, his grip on her waist tightens. Kissing in the kitchen, he thought, it feels like we're newlyweds... He blushes. Fuuto was so in love with this girl, but he knew that he wasn't the only one. He wasn't sure whether or not she loved him back, or if he was even in her top picks, but in that moment, he allowed himself to pretend like she was did. In his head, they're in love, and no one else in the world matters but her.
"Nee-san?" He says in between kisses.
"Hm?"
"Your eggs are burning."
"Shit!" She exclaims, hastily shutting off the heat.
Fuuto laughs. He places a soft kiss on her temple.
"Alright, who's riding with me?" Natsume asks, as he slams his trunk shut.
"Sure, why not?" Azusa shrugs, making his way to the salesman's car. Tsubaki follows suit.
"I'm in!" Yuusuke says. "Suba-nii?"
Natsume glares at Subaru, catching Ema's attention. She glances at them curiously. I thought they had rekindled their relationship?
"C-can I ride with you guys?" Ema asks.
"Of course! Hop on in!" Tsubaki motions at her.
Ema gets into the backseat of Natsume's car, settling comfortably in between Tsubaki and Azusa. The white haired twin takes the opportunity to wrap his arm around the pretty brunette, resting his hand on her shoulder. His twin glares at him in disapproval.
"I'll ride with Masa-nii." Subaru says sternly. He walks away.
"Did something happen to Subaru-kun?" Ema asks innocently.
"It's nothing, baby," Tsubaki reassures, placing a quick peck on Ema's temple. "Nothing worth fussing over."
Yuusuke enviously glares at Tsubaki from the rear view mirror. "Yeah, nothing at all." There was still tension in between the two boys, and Ema could feel it in the air. She knew Tsubaki had figured out that her and Yuusuke had slept together, therefore she felt at fault for the bad blood between them.
"Um... So, where are we going, Natsume-san?" Ema asks, in an attempt to alleviate the tension.
"We're heading to Kyoto! The downtown area will be beautifully decorated for Christmas, so Masa-nii thought it would be fun if we checked it out." Natsume explains.
"Oh! Is that why Ukyo-san told me to pack my bags?" Ema questions.
"Yup! We'll be staying one night at a hotel in Kyoto." Azusa says.
"So, we'll be spending Christmas Eve and Christmas morning in Kyoto?" Ema exclaims. "How exciting!"
Azusa nods. "We are!"
"Do you know who I'm rooming with?" Ema asks.
The brothers spontaneously tense up. Who was Ema going to room with? Masaomi hasn't told them anything about the room situation. The all give each other a look.
"Um... guys?" Ema questions.
Tsubaki kisses her cheek. "We'll figure it out once we get there, okay?"
The "allies" and "enemies" of each boys were clear, at this point. Masaomi kept a close watch on Kaname. Ukyo didn't trust Fuuto or Hikaru. Kaname, who once liked Masaomi, now had his eye on him. Hikaru was out for Ukyo, as he usually was. Tsubaki distrusted Yuusuke. Azusa and Natsume were suspicious of Tsubaki. Louis was wary of Fuuto and Tsubaki. Subaru was intimidated by Natsume, but would never admit it. Iori did not appreciate Louis and Yuusuke's friendship with Ema, or Tsubaki and Kaname's forwardness. Yuusuke mistrusted Tsubaki and Fuuto. Fuuto pretended like he wasn't bothered by anyone, but deep down, he was intimidated by all of them. And Subaru was internationally hated.
The plan was simple: keep Ema away from Subaru, Fuuto and Tsubaki (the most hated of the bunch) and make a move on Ema at every chance you get. However, the problem was they all had the same plan.
Upon arriving at Kyoto's downtown, Ema suddenly feels someone lace their fingers with hers. She gasps, her head whips towards the man holding her hand.
"Where to, princess?" Masaomi asks sweetly.
Ema blushes. "W-where would you like to go?"
"HELLO! We're here too, you know?" Yuusuke calls out.
Masaomi subtly rolls his eyes. "Where would you guys like to go?" He asks, turning his head towards his envious brothers.
"We're in Kyoto's downtown, aren't we not? I say we go shopping!" Hikaru suggests.
"Yes! I agree!" Ema exclaims.
"Where would you like to go shop?" Iori asks.
"Hmm... I don't know..." Ema says.
Ema looks around the area, glossing over the numerous shops and boutiques. There was so many places to choose from.
Kaname hops over and wraps his arm around Ema's waist, pulling her towards him, causing her hand to slip out of Masaomi's grip. The doctor frowns. "Ne Imouto-chan, what do you say we go to the jewelry store over there? I'm sure there's something pretty your Onii-san could buy for you~"
"Oh, I don't-" Ema starts.
Before she could finish her sentiment, Yuusuke rushes to Ema's opposite side, he places his hand on her waist and pulls her towards him, she stumbles out of Kaname's grasp. "Don't be so shallow, Kana-nii. Ema-chan's a special girl, she doesn't want material things, isn't that right, my little bunny?"
Yuusuke's unexpected boldness had Ema stumbling on her words. "W-well, I-"
"Oh look! Stuart Wiseman!" Hikaru exclaims, pointing to the left.
The brothers simultaneously turn their gaze to the left, Hikaru takes the opportunity to snatch Ema by the wrist and drag her away. By the time the brothers had turned their attention back to where Ema was, she was gone.
"HEY!" Tsubaki barks. "THAT'S CHEATING!"
Hikaru and Ema hide behind a dumpster at the back of a random shop.
Ema laughs. "What did you do that for?"
Hikaru wraps his arms around the tiny girl, he kisses her forehead. "Maybe I wanted some alone time with you."
Ema blushes. "They'll find us eventually, you know."
"I know, but just for a moment, let me have you for my own."
Hikaru leans down and kisses Ema lovingly.
"I promise we'll have fun together." Hikaru assures.
"I know we will." Ema smiles.
He eyes her curiously, peaking Ema's interest.
"What is it, Hikaru-san?" Ema asks.
"Would it bother you if our first time together was behind a dumpster?" Hikaru asks.
Ema playfully slaps Hikaru's chest, earning a genuine laugh from him. "YES!"
They go around the shopping area, visiting all of the store and emptying them along the way. After about two hours, Hikaru suggests they take a break at a cafe.
"I'm going to the women's room, okay?" Ema says, as Hikaru waited in line to order their coffee.
Hikaru nods. "Go ahead."
Ema heads to the women's room to take a breather. Today had been so much fun, but Ema was feeling overwhelmed after being smothered by affections for four days straight. She quickly slashes her face with water and fixes her ponytail.
Suddenly, she hears someone playing with the restroom's doorknob. "U-uh, it's busy!" Ema calls out. Despite Ema's warning, the door swings opens. In walks, Hikaru. "H-Hikaru-san! What are you-"
"Shh, I said we'd have fun together, didn't I?" Hikaru husks, placing a finger over her pouty lips.
He grabs her waist and crashes his lips against Ema's, pulling her into a slow, sensual kiss. Ema moans, wrapping her arms around his neck, gripping the back of his shirt. Hikaru groans lowly and pushes Ema back against the bathroom wall, allowing her to wrap her legs around his slender waist. The kiss deepens, as he teasingly gyrates his hips against hers, making her cheeks flush. She breathes, "Hikaru..."
"Get on your fucking knees." He growls.
"N-nani?"
"Knees. Now."
Ema kneels down on the cold bathroom floor. She glances up at the handsome novelist.
"Take off my pants." Hikaru orders.
Ema shyly nods. She slowly unbuckles his belt and pulls down the zipper of Hikaru's perfectly ironed slacks, allowing them to fall to the floor and bunch up at his calves.
"Pull my fucking cock out."
Ema bites her lip and pulls Hikaru's erect cock out of the confines of his boxers. Kami, he's huge! Her eyes widen, she struggles to wrap her hand completely around his girth, as she feels it pulsing in her hand.
"Suck me. Fucking suck me like the whore you are."
Placing her hands on his exposed thighs, Ema takes Hikaru in her mouth, carefully covering her teeth with her pouty pink lips. Hikaru growls, gripping her ponytail firmly in his fist. She glances up at him, gazing at his handsome face as she sucked him dry.
"What a good fucktoy." Hikaru growls, trusting his hips with her sucking. "Just like that, you little slut, just like that."
Ema trails her fingers down her stomach, past the waistband of her skirt, reaching her tight, dripping hole. She pushes her underwear to the side and slides two fingers in, matching the pumping of her fingers with Hikaru's trusts.
"Fuck..." Hikaru groans. "Get up, Imouto-chan, get up."
Ema obliges and stands up on trembling legs, her juices dripping down her leg.
"Turn around and place your hands on the fucking sink."
Ema places her hands on the sink, she glances up in the mirror at a smirking Hikaru, who's standing right behind her. He grabs onto her nape and roughly bends her forward. He raises his hand and harshly brings it down on her ass, eliciting a moan from her. He spanks her again, harder this time, leaving a large, pulsing handprint on her ass.
He pushes her underwear to the side, running his fingers down her dripping folds. "So fucking wet for me..."
Ema whimpers. He grabs onto the seat of her panties with both his hands and hastily tears them off. Ema gasps, "Hikaru-san, why did you- OH!"
Hikaru suddenly impales her with his cock. Ema cries out, her fingers digging into the sink. He taunts her, "What was that, slut? What was that? You want me to fuck you harder?" Hikaru chuckles devilishly. "Beg for it."
"P-please, Hikaru-san... Harder... Fuck me harder..." Ema pleads.
He groans and grabs her nape again, gently squeezing the sides. He picks up the pace, taking a sadistic pleasure in the cries that escaped her lips.
"Fuck, Imouto-chan, you take my cock so fucking good."
Ema's eyes roll back as Hikaru hit her sweet spot. She was seeing stars. All she could do was moan and cry, as Hikaru fucked her into oblivion, and that wasn't good enough for him.
He roughly slaps her ass. "Talk to me slut! Tell me how good I fucking feel."
"Oh, please... Y-you feel so good..." Ema manages to utter.
Hikaru felt his control slip past his fingertips. Yanking her ponytail back, he growls, "You're mine."
Hikaru and Ema sat at a couple's table in the quiet cafe, as they enjoyed their coffee in blissful silence. The table was round and small, small enough for Hikaru to comfortably rest his hand on Ema's knee as they sipped their drinks with relish.
"Thank you for today, Hikaru-san. I had a lot of fun." Ema says sweetly.
Hikaru's grip tightens on her knee. "Anything for you, sweetheart."
Hikaru sudden transition from sex god to romantic poet was enough to make Ema's heart melt into a puddle. Ema blushes, placing a hand over Hikaru's.
His expression suddenly changes from loving to serious. He eyes her neck earnestly, with a slight look of concern on his face.
"What is it, Hikaru-san?" Ema asks.
"We should go to the cosmetic counter, that's going to bruise tomorrow." Hikaru says, examining the sides of her neck.
Ema places her hand on her neck instinctively, her skin was hot from Hikaru's hand gripping at it for so long, but she knew he was right. That was definitely going to leave a nasty bruise. "Y-yeah, we probably should..."
At the makeup counter, Ema stood by quietly as Hikaru tried to match a concealer to her. He holds up to concealers to her neck.
"Hm... 02 looks too light for you, but I'm afraid 03 is a little too warm toned for you..." Hikaru says.
"Maybe I should get them both? I could mix them to get my shade!" Ema suggests.
Hikaru nods. "Sounds like a good idea!"
The ringing of the bell hanging above the door suddenly interrupts them. They turn their attention to the entrance, it was Ukyo.
"What are you doing here?" Hikaru mocks.
Ukyo grabs Ema's hips and yanks her up, throwing her shamelessly over his shoulder. She squeals, "Ukyo-san!"
"Taking back what's mine." Ukyo explains.
He leaves the store with Ema over his shoulder, leaving Hikaru in disbelief.
He unceremoniously throws her in the back of his car. Slamming the door behind him as he entered after her.
"What'd you do that for?" Ema snaps.
Ignoring her question, Ukyo crashes his lips against her, pulling her into a rough, demanding kiss. Ema whimpers. He pushes her down onto her back, placing his hand besides her head for support. Ukyo reaches under his shirt and fondles with her breast, massaging them sensually. A soft moan escapes her lips.
"You need a reminder of who you should be looking at. You're mine, remember?" He husks.
Ukyo takes off her shirt, flinging carelessly onto the car floor. His lips instinctively latch onto her cute pink nipple, sucking it softly. Her fingers tangle through his fluffy blond locks, as she pulls him closer to her. The attorney lifts up her skirt, surprised to find that she wasn't wearing any underwear. He growls animalistically against her breast, he knew exactly what had happened to her panties. She had just spent three hours with Hikaru, it didn't take a genius to figure out what had occurred between them. The thought itself enraged him. Ukyo rolls her nipple between his teeth, biting it gently, as he pulled away. His hand reaches between her legs, he rubs his fingers down her still swollen folds, in awe at how wet she was.
"U-Ukyo-san..." Ema whimpers.
"That's right, kitten, say my name. Let everyone know who you belong to." Ukyo groans.
Ema mewls as she feels Ukyo insert two fingers inside of her. "Fuck, you're so tight..." He says, as he pumped his digits inside of her. His lips latch back onto hers.
Ukyo gradually increases the pace of his fingers. Ema grabs onto his shoulders, her back arching off the car seat. "Oh, Ukyo-san!" She moans.
"Who does this fucking pussy belong to?" He growls. When she doesn't respond, he roughly slaps her face. "Answer me, slut!"
Ema cries out, "IT'S YOURS."
With a smirk plastered across his face, Ukyo roughly grabs her neck. "That's right, it's my pussy and you're going to cum for me. So c'mon kitten, cum for me, cum for daddy." He says, as he made circles on her clit with his thumb.
Ema suddenly felt a familiar coiling sensation in her stomach, she was so close. "UKYO-SAN!" She cries out, as she reaches her high, her body withering beneath his.
Her body falls lifelessly against the car seat. She pants. Ukyo slowly pulls his fingers out of her, and licks them clean. His expression softens considerably. "Are you okay, kitten?" He asks, his hand caressing her cheeks.
"I-I'm okay..." Ema says.
Ukyo grabs her shirt off the floor, he dusts it off before helping her back into it. He pulls his blazer off his shoulders and drapes it over hers. Ema blushes, enjoying the warmth it offered. He gently grabs her face and kisses her forehead. "Do you need anything? Water? Some snacks?"
Ema peers down at her exposed maidenhood. "Probably some underwear."
Ukyo laughs. "Alright, let's get you some hot chocolate, and then I'll buy you some new panties."