Warnings: Cussing
10
"Why is she so sleepy?" Iori questions, as Ema slept on his shoulder.
"She had a long day, let her rest." Ukyo says.
Iori eyes Ukyo and Hikaru suspiciously, he wasn't stupid, he knew for a fact that something had happened, but he didn't have any proof. Hikaru glares daggers at Ukyo, he was still angry at him for swooping Ema away like that.
"And we were having such a good time." Hikaru grumbles quietly.
"What was that, Hikaru?" Ukyo asks, not really asking.
"Nothing! Nothing at all!" Hikaru plays along.
Hikaru's expression saddens. He liked her a lot. He tried to convince himself this whole time that all he was feeling was purely physical attraction or lust, but after today, it suddenly dawned on him that he was fucked. He was a lovesick fool just like his brothers, he was in love. He had fallen in love with the adorable brunette and there was nothing pulling him out of it. How was he going to compete against his attractive, more successful brothers? His heart sinks even deeper when he catches a glimpse of Ema wrapping her arm around Iori's torso in her sleep, humming softly.
Iori smiles lovingly at her. Ema hadn't brought up their "little encounter" since it happened, but since she wasn't avoiding him, he assumed she had a good time. Which was good, because he surely did. Iori places a velvety soft kiss on her forehead, and whispers something his brothers didn't quite catch. He delicately pets her head as Wataru, who was sitting besides her, caressed her flowing locks.
"She looks so peaceful." Iori whispers.
Wataru nods. "Her hair is really tangled." The young boy turns to Hikaru. "What happened?"
Ukyo and Hikaru freeze.
The question echoes in Hikaru's mind: What happened? His encounter with Ema still felt like a dream to him, he couldn't believe that they had made love in the restroom of a coffee shop. He was so ecstatic, it fogged his memory. However, one question remained on his mind: Had they really made love? Or was it just sex to her?
"Hikaru-niisan?" Wataru questions.
The novelist pulls him out of himself. "N-no, no!" He assures.
"What makes you question that?" Ukyo asks.
Hikaru lies through his teeth, "We just tried on a lot of hats and stuff. And you know... Winter breeze or whatever, it got pretty windy. You know, long day."
"Yeah, long day." Ukyo agrees.
"Oh, okay." Wataru nods. He had no reason not to believe his older brothers. However, Iori did.
"Sure..." Iori says.
When they arrived at the hotel, Iori didn't move. He stayed with Ema, letting her sleep on him in the freezing car. He was afraid that if he left, she'd get cold without his body heat warming her up. She looked so peaceful, he didn't want to jostle her or wake her up. Besides, her arm was still wrapped around him, he couldn't get himself to leave her even if he wanted to. So, he stayed with her and Wataru in the car, as the brothers argued outside the hotel.
"I said I was going to share a room with her!" Subaru hisses through his teeth.
"Quit dreaming, Troy, she'd obviously rather spend the night with me!" Fuuto brags.
"Listen, pop pervert, just because you're rich and famous doesn't mean everyone owes you everything. She trusts me most, I should be staying with her!" Yuusuke argues.
"Won't you look at that? Little Yuusuke is becoming a police officer, so suddenly he believes he's the best equipped to protect her." Hikaru mocks. "Look at yourself, you're a brute! There's no way she'd pick you!"
"Says the novelist with no life skills! If anyone's the most equipped to take care of her, it's me!" Masaomi berates.
"Shut up, you're a pediatrician, not an angel!" Tsubaki lashes out. "Who says you won't try to fuck her in her sleep?"
"The one who's most likely to pull something on her when she's asleep is you, Tsubaki!" Natsume barks. "She should stay with me!"
As the argument heats up, a groggy Ema suddenly stumbles out of Ukyo's car, followed by Wataru and Iori, the latter had his arm around her waist.
"Masaomi-san?" She says sweetly, catching all of the brothers attention.
"Yes?" The pediatrician says, his tone softening considerably.
"Is it okay if I share rooms with Iori?" Ema asks, placing a hand on Iori's chest.
The brothers glare at the smirking grey haired boy. His grip on her waist tightens. Silence ensues. Hikaru, Ukyo, Natsume, Azusa and Subaru had no issue with Iori staying in the same room as Ema. It's Iori, they thought, what's he gonna do? However, the other brothers didn't share the same sentiment.
Iori smirks, as thought he could see right through them. "We like each other, so we'd like to spend the evening together, if you don't mind."
"Yes, I fucking mind." Fuuto quietly growls through his teeth, loud enough for his brothers to hear him, but not quite loud enough for Iori, Wataru and Ema to hear him. Most of them nod in approval.
"Of course you can!" Masaomi smiles.
The brothers gasp. What was Masaomi thinking?
"What-" Yuusuke starts.
"BUT!" Masaomi adds, "You'll have to share rooms with Wataru too, is that okay?"
The brothers let out a sigh of relief. Good idea, Masaomi, they thought.
Ema chirps, "Sure-"
"Why do we have to share a room with Wataru?" Iori huffs. Wataru's expression saddens, but he stays quiet.
"I only booked six rooms for tonight, so they'll has to be two teams to three." Masaomi quickly makes up.
"Oh that's okay!" Ema reassures.
"That's stupid, we're fourteen people! Wouldn't it have made more sense if you'd just booked seven rooms from the beginning?" Iori says.
"Iori-kun," Ema says, turning to her older brother, "hotel rooms are expensive, give him a break."
"He's doctor! He can afford seven hotel rooms!" Iori argues.
"He's a doctor, not a billionaire!" Tsubaki says. "A room in this hotel costs 55 000 yen a night! I don't blame him for only booking six rooms."
Ema turns to Masaomi. "55 000?" She exclaims. "Masaomi-san, why didn't you tell us? I would've helped you pay!"
Masaomi smiles kindly at the thoughtful young woman. He walks towards her and places a hand on her head, lovingly. "Don't worry about that, it's my treats."
Kaname pulls out the room keys from his pocket. "Let's go check out our rooms, shall we?"
After Iori, Ema and Wataru had went up to their rooms, the brothers rallied in the hallway together.
Masaomi pulls out a piece of paper from his pocket. "Alright, Subaru, you're with Yuusuke. Tsubaki, you're with Azusa. Ukyo, you're with Natsume. Hikaru, you're with Kaname. Fuuto, you're with Louis, and since Iori and Wataru are with Ema, I'll be with Ukyo and Natsume. Now, who wants a room to themselves?" Masaomi asks, pulling out the spare room key from his pocket.
"Me!" Natsume and Fuuto say, in sync. Masaomi throws the keys to Natsume. Fuuto grumbles.
"Wait, what were the original pairings?" Louis questions. The brothers turn to the eldest, awaiting an answer.
"Originally, Iori with Natsume and Ema with Wataru." Masaomi says. "But since Ema looked so eager to share a room with Iori, I allowed her to. Don't worry, Iori won't pull anything as long as Wataru's there."
"Huh, so you didn't pair Ema with yourself..." Kaname remarks.
"I wanted to make Wataru happy." Masaomi explains. "Besides, I didn't feel the need to give myself an unfair advantage in order to win this thing."
The brothers all turn to Hikaru.
"At least one of us is feeling confident in this race." Ukyo snarks.
The novelist rolls his eyes, "Tsk, it wasn't unfair, it was smart! You all would've done the same thing if you had the chance!"
Azusa shrugs, "Fair enough."
Later that evening, after they finished unpacking, Ema gathered the items she would need for a relaxing spa evening. Hikaru had kindly informed her earlier that the family had reserved a hot tub at the hotel, and she was free to use it whenever she pleased. She couldn't wait to soak her body in the warm, welcoming water, and unwind, especially after a day like today. She adored her brothers, but she would be the first to warn you that they're a handful. She wanted nothing more than to unwind before the Christmas party tonight.
Clothes and toiletries in hand, Ema made her way to the shower to grab some towels. As she places her hand on the door handle, she suddenly feels someone tugging on her shirt. She turns around and notices her youngest brother standing behind her.
"Oh hey Wataru-chan! Do you need anything?" Ema asks.
"I want to go check out the restaurant downstairs! Can you come with me, Onee-chan?" Wataru asks.
"O-oh! Well, I..."
Iori rises from his seat, he cuts her off, "I'll go with him."
Ema glances at the handsome grey haired man. "Oh really? Are you sure?"
Iori nods. "You must be exhausted after today, you deserve a break." He motions at pink haired boy, "Come, Wataru, I'll take you. We should let Onee-chan rest for today."
"Awn, but-" Wataru whines.
"Thank you so much, Iori-kun!" She exclaims. "Is that okay with you, Wataru-chan?"
Wataru says sadly, "Okay."
Ema places a comforting hand on his shoulder. "I promise we'll go together tomorrow morning for breakfast, just the two of us."
"Promise?" Wataru asks, glancing up at her.
Ema holds up her pinky finger. "Promise."
Wataru wraps his pinky around Ema's, tugging it softly. A bright smile plasters across his face. Iori and Wataru leave together, waving Ema goodbye, before shutting the door behind them. She blushes, Iori is so considerate of my feelings.
Ema enters the bathroom and grabs a couple towels, just incase the towel she brought wasn't enough. She picks up her bag and leaves the hotel room, making sure to lock it behind her.
Humming softly, Ema sunk her body deeper into the warm, soothing bath, allowing the water to relax her swore muscles and stiff joints. She gently rubs her the back of her neck, in an attempt to alleviate the knots in nape. I really need to work on my posture, Ema thought, making a mental note to herself.
Suddenly, she hears the door of the bathroom creak open, making her jump. She turns her attention towards the door. There, Azusa stood, in nothing but a towel wrapped around his hips, his gorgeous chiseled upper half exposed.
"A-Azusa-san!" She exclaims.
She quickly turns to face the water in front of her, her cheeks burning like fire.
"How are you liking the hot tub?" The alluring dark haired man asks.
"I-it's quite nice..." Ema mutters, as the tingling feeling between her legs intensifies.
Ema inhales sharply, as the sound of Azusa's towel dropping echoed throughout the room. She hears him step towards her, before plunging his feet into the water, one after the other. He settles comfortably behind her, encasing her tiny body in between his legs. Azusa wraps his arms around Ema, crossing his arms over her bare chest, pulling her against his heated body. The sensation of his cock caressing her back did nothing to help her growing arousal.
"You smell lovely." Azusa whispers, his lips grazing her burning ears.
Azusa begins gently nibbling on Ema's ear, eliciting soft, breathy moans from her. His lips travel down her slender neck, leaving feather light kisses behind. She places a hand on his nape, leaning her head back in ecstasy.
"Azusa-san..." She breathes.
He groans. "Your skin is so hot..."
Azusa cups Ema's left breast, gently massaging it in his palm, twitching her nipples in between his skillful fingers. Ema whimpers. She feels him slither his free hand around her waist, grazing down her stomach, and resting right above her core.
"Oh please..." Ema moans.
With his lips planted on her shoulder, Azusa growls, allowing his fingers to slip in between her legs. He begins to sensually rub her clit, in slow, circular motions. She moans, spreading her legs a little further apart.
"You're so sensitive, my dove..." He husks. "Tell me, does your Onii-san make you feel good?"
"Yes..." Ema says, with only a whisper of a voice.
Azusa smirks in delight. He slides two curled fingers into her, pumping them, gently grazing her G-spot, as she melted in his arms.
"Cum for your Onii-san, c'mon, show him how good he makes you feel..."
Ema's hand instinctively latches onto Azusa's muscular biceps, sinking her nails into it as her cries resonated through the room. She felt a knot for in her stomach, her legs began to quiver and before she knew it, she screamed his name at the top of her lungs, the sound echoing against the empty walls of the once dead quiet spa.
A/N: In case there was any confusion, at the beginning of the chapter, Masaomi lied to Iori about only booking six rooms! He actually booked seven rooms, which is why there was a spare in the end. He lied to Iori because he didn't want him to be alone with Ema.