A/N: Haha. Congrats to TalithaSapph for being the first one to review once again. I'll reply now since you I made some edits regarding misspelled words. Kekeke. I have been really busy since I wanted to upload this last Feb 14 for the Valentines but I didn't make it. Keke. And yep. Hopefully the warm to hot was fine. Kekeke. Yes, this should have been at the end of the story but I changed my mind. Lol

Chapter 51: Connection

Mamori gazed at him. He didn't kiss her on the lips. Usually, before he does anything below the waist he would kiss her a ton and he would be kissing her while touching her. She preferred it when he kissed her a lot. It felt better and there was this inexplicable feeling of connectedness like his thick defenses were non-existent and she could be as close to him as possible and touch his soul.

Hiruma gulped. He could tell she wanted more. She got used to his fervor kisses. But he knew that if he kissed her now, he might lose himself. He might not be able to stop even if she asked him to. He missed her so much. He wanted her so much, but he didn't want to ruin what they have now. He might end up scaring her to her wits.

Mamori scrutinized him and noticed how he looked like he was trying to hold back. But she doesn't want him to. She's not telling him to hold back so why is he making things difficult for himself. And so for the second time today, she kissed him on the lips. Softly, as if telling him it's alright. He was wide-eyed but she didn't stop. She kept on giving him another, and then another as if telling him she wanted him desperately to kiss her back. And then she opened her mouth, licked his lips, and bit gently at his lower lip. A groan stirred in his throat. That's it. Who wouldn't kiss back after that? Only an idiot and he wasn't one. He plunged for the kiss and it was heaven. Self-control be damned.

His kisses were hot, deep, and hungry. Mamori felt herself melting. He hadn't even started touching her body again but she had already soaked her undies. She's dripping. How could she get so wet just from his kisses? Then she realized how something hard and hot had been poking at her belly. He is aroused as well!

They just kissed while holding each other for several minutes as if telling the other how they missed each other so much. After a while, their hands started roaming and Hiruma was so aggressive that she couldn't do a thing. She wanted to touch him and pleasure him down there too. But every time she freed her hand he would pin her again. He gave licks and kisses on her arms before going for her neck and breasts. His mouth and fingers lavished her breasts much much hotter and hungrier than usual. She covered her eyes in embarrassment when he knelt down and pulled down her undies. She already knew what he intended to do and it was still embarrassing even if it wasn't the first time. His head stayed between her legs and she ended up pushing and pulling at his hair as his mouth and fingers worked their magic until she came.

"My turn now," Hiruma said, turned her around, and embraced her from behind as he rubbed his dick between her ass cheeks. She tried to touch his member so he pinned her hands again. "Getting bolder aren't you?"

"I want to touch you too," she replied and he got harder. How can she say that with such a cute face? He kissed her hungrily and inserted his member between her thighs and made her close it. He pumped as he pleased until he released his load. Nope, she came as well.

Mamori was so embarrassed. With his arousal rubbing at her clit as he pumped, she couldn't really help it. And it was supposed to be his turn. This time she really wanted to pleasure him too. With his member still between her thighs, she tried to touch him but he caught her hand. He didn't want her to touch him. "Not this time," he said and hugged her so tight; burying his face at the crook of her neck.

"Why? I only want to pleasure you," Mamori was offended. Was she that bad at it? If she was bad with her hands she could use her mouth.

"Not this time. I can't." He hugged her tighter. She didn't know if he noticed but his arms were crossed and he was also gripping her breasts. It hurt but it also felt good. He inhaled and exhaled. She realized he was trying to calm himself. He was holding back yet again. But even as he said that he can't, that she shouldn't; it also felt like he was actually desperately pleading her to go on. She finally understood.

"You don't have to hold back," she said and he stiffened. She could feel his surprise and excitement. He was silent for a few seconds as if analyzing what she meant.

"Hey quit teasing me. I really can't. If we continue this any longer I really wouldn't be able to hold back. We'd have to go all the way," he explained like she was a kid. He didn't want a misunderstanding. He thought he was able to hide the hopefulness in the way he spoke but she noticed. With his dick already hard again at the thought that they could do it now, he couldn't really hide it.

"Let go of me," Mamori said and he tensed. Did he make her angry? Was she serious and felt rejected?!

"No, never," he replied and tightened his arms further.

"Youichi, I only want to turn around." And it was getting hard to breathe, to be honest. It seems he was underestimating his own strength.

"Oh," and he finally loosened his hold. He eyed her when she wrapped her arms around his neck. He knew she's up to something. She gave a peck on his lips and said, "What I'm saying is we could go all the way today, so you don't have to hold back." His ears just perked up and he knew the excitement was showing on his face but he couldn't help it. "Are you sure?" he obviously wanted not to sound too hopeful. Mamori suddenly giggled and his face instantly turned back to a poker face. "Ho, was it that fun raising my hopes up? Quit teasing me or I might fuck your brains out before you even had the chance to back out."

"Eh? No gomen (sorry), that's no it. I just thought you were so cute."

"Fuck that. Me? Cute? Don't you dare lump me in with that word." He should have known she was up to something. His male hormones were clouding his judgment. Fuck it. And she was the one who looked cute when she giggled but damn it, how could she make fun of this?

Mamori could tell that he was sulking and that only made him look cuter. But she didn't dare say it again because she could tell he was frustrated now. It was her fault for not being able to hold back that giggle. She tried to soothe him with a kiss but he avoided her. She pouted. "Youichi."

"What?"

"I'm serious. I really want to do it. T-"

"Quit making fun of me," he cut her off before she could continue.

"Mou, fine." She pushed him off and while he was not expecting it, she knelt down and held his member. She blinked at the realization that his bulging arousal was gone.

"That was your fault," he glared at her. "And fucking let go of my dick." It was loving the touch though. The traitor!

"I told you I want to please you too. You have been purposely pinning my hands so I couldn't touch you didn't you?" He looked away so she knew she was right. His member got a bit hard the instant she touched it so she knew there was still hope. She gently caressed him and she smiled victoriously as he kept bulging.

"Hey, I told you not to. I -" he couldn't continue as he held back a moan. She had just enveloped the head of his dick with her mouth as her hands did his shaft. She moaned as well as he grew harder and bigger. "Mamori if you continue this . . . ahh. Shit." This is partly his fault for teaching her how to do this. She's getting better and better at it. He couldn't really stop her anymore since he loved it so much. Damn, she looked so hot with his dick in her mouth. And he could see her cleavage. He couldn't help but wonder how a paizuri from her would feel like.

"Youichi, what did you just think about?" she felt his member suddenly get harder.

"Nothing. I was just thinking you looked hot." He didn't know his body was so honest.

Mamori blushed, he wasn't lying. But she also noticed how his eyes had darted to her chest for a fraction of second. She understood what he was thinking and removed her top. He gawked as she removed her bra. He had always lavished her breast. With his member coated with her saliva, maybe she could do it. She had watched it in porn and had researched how to do it. She just hoped that her breasts would be big enough to sandwich him.

"W-what are you doing?!" Hiruma blinked as Mamori positioned his dick between her delicious globes. "Oi you don't have to do something like that." Seriously, could she fucking read his mind? Was he actually that easy to read? She looked so determined so he didn't stop her anymore. He knew she's stubborn. She started moving, experimenting; when she finally found her pace, she licked his tip. Fuck. Hiruma threw his head back. This feels too damn good. Just what did he do to deserve all this? "Let's do this on the couch. Your knees will get cold," his barely sane mind thought of her comfort. But she was suspicious that he wouldn't let her continue so she didn't listen. She pressed her breast more and hastened her pace instead. She even dared to gobble up the head of his dick (he was well endowed so it wasn't a difficult task). Hiruma mentally cursed repeatedly. They could actually star in a porn movie if she's willing to do things like this.

"Mamori stop," Hiruma said in urgency when he knew he was close. She ignored him and licked at his precum instead and swirled her tongue. "Mamori," he said again, holding her head still. She finally stopped.

"Was it that bad?" she looked like she was about to cry. Or was she making him feel guilty?

"No. It felt way too good I was about to cum. I don't want to spray it on your face," he quickly said and kissed her. He scooped her up and went to the couch; settling her on his lap.

"I won't do it again if you don't like it," Mamori pouted. Tears were starting to cloud her eyes.

"I love it!" Hiruma said instantly. A light blush colored his cheeks when he realized he responded too eagerly.

Mamori smiled and kissed him on the cheek. "You'll have to release that soon," she pointed at his erection. She could tell it was painfully hard. He got her hand and made her caress it. She understood he wanted a hand job. But she could offer more. She stood up and rid herself of all her clothing. "You can put it inside me instead," she said and Hiruma gawked at her in disbelief.

"You were serious?" Fuck. Fuck it. Just fuck it all. He was such an idiot!

"Yes," she stood in front of him still embarrassed in showing her nakedness but willing to give all of her to him. He stood up and kissed her lovingly. He carried her to his room and undressed as well.

"I'll just get a condom."

Mamori held his wrist and said, "Today's a safe day and I have a birth control implant on my arm. I don't have any diseases either. For my first time, I want to feel you as you are and know what it feels like when you release it inside me. If that's okay with you." She was blushing madly and lost her confidence towards the end. But Hiruma got her message and he wanted the same. He was actually elated that she's fine without the condom and allowing him to cum inside her. He thought he could only fantasize about that until they got married or after they graduate. He had actually noticed the implant when they first had a make-out session.

Mamori fidgeted nervously after what she blurted out. What if he thought she was being irresponsible and naive? Before she could dwell on it, he kissed her and she almost cried. It was an 'I love you' kiss.

Hiruma thought that maybe they would need lube but when he cupped between her legs, he changed his mind. They wouldn't need it if she was this wet. She got drenched from pleasuring him. He tested the waters by inserting two digits. It easily slipped in. He added another and she only moaned in pleasure. His ministrations had stretched her opening enough to allow his dick. She opened her legs wider as he pumped his fingers. The wet sloshing sounds aroused them further. When she pulled him for another kiss and gazed deep into his eyes, he understood that she couldn't take it anymore and she wanted him inside her.

He positioned himself between her legs and gazed at her. They both moaned as he rubbed his member at her slit. When he was coated with her juices, he positioned his dick at her entrance. He gazed at her deeply, asking without words if she was sure about this. She nodded, and he noticed that she was nervous. He bent down and slammed his lips against hers. While she was engrossed in their kiss, he gently pushed the head of his dick inside her. Hiruma moaned in pleasure while Mamori gasped in pain. They were motionless for a second or two until Hiruma showered her with kisses as if to kiss the pain away. He had felt how he broke her hymen and the tiny bit of sanity left in him cared more for her than his pleasure.

Mamori was grateful and kissed him back. His kisses worked like magic. The pain she felt slowly disappeared. She opened her legs wider to indicate she was ready to take in more of him. And Hiruma happily obliged. He slowly buried himself deeper and deeper inside her. He was thinking maybe he shouldn't put his whole dick in to make it easier for her, but the look she gave him when he stopped clearly said that she wanted all of him. He was reminded yet again to never underestimate her. Her eyes said 'I can take it so don't worry about me'.

Hiruma pushed deeper, stretching her insides until his full length was inside her. He paused to let her get used to his size. Honestly, he could have cum just from putting it inside her. She was so tight and hot and wet and what's with the mindblowing suction. He was barely staying sane enough to remember to be gentle.

They gazed deeply into each other's eyes and kissed passionately, both mirroring the love and hunger for each other. They wanted this and they reveled in the inexplicable feeling of connection both physically and emotionally; all the barriers and defenses they had put up breaking apart to fully accommodate each other.

Mamori eventually got even softer and wetter around him and Hiruma knew he could no longer hold back. He gazed at her and she understood. She held onto him as he slowly withdrew and then push in again. They both moaned. He used shallow strokes first before going for deep ones and then alternated with both. Hiruma repeated it until he found his rhythm. As they got deeper and deeper into it, Mamori unknowingly started raising her hips; urging him to go faster and deeper.

Hiruma's thrust became deep and powerful, pushing them to their limits. Mamori pulled him in for a liplock that went to a battle of tongues. Somehow kissing while he was inside her felt like a transcendent act. Everything vanished and it was just the two of them in the world. All thoughts left their mind and they could only think of each other. What they are giving and receiving. Only them mattered and they reveled in the ecstasy and bliss of drowning in each other.

Mamori started shaking. Her arms tightened around his neck as she pulled at his hair and her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper. Hiruma grunted and his thrust became rougher and more pleasurable. The sloshing sounds, their heavy breathing, their moans and grunts filled the room until they both reached their peak at the same time in a mind-blowing intensity as they called out each other's name.

A/N: Hiruma finally got what he deserved. Kekeke. What do you think folks? Kekeke. I hope I didn't ruin it. This was done in a bit of a rush since people keep on disturbing me these days.