Here it is, the lemon!

Okay so just to say I'm not very confident in my skills to write lemons since I rarely ever do them but I tried my best. I wrote most of this on my breaks from work so I hope at least some of you find this good.

And please give feedback on ways to improve my lemons or overall writing!

Kazuya had only been speechless a couple times in his life. And most of the time it was back in high school, or the occasional awkward moment in middle school that left in stuttering into a puddle of himself. So off the top of his head he could probably recall three or four times that he was rendered speechless. And recently, finding out that Mizuhara did intact harbor feelings for him of all people, that was enough to take the words out of his mouth. But it had been one of the rare (and I mean very rare) moments that he didn't freeze up, or spout some nonsensical nonsense at the top of his lungs to make things awkward.

But this, nothing had prepared him for what Mizuhara had offered him.

Absolutely nothing.

After their grand confession they stood outside for who knows how long. But if Kazuya had to take an educated guess he would say somewhere between 15 to 20 minutes standing in the exact same spot. Arms wrapped completely around one another with neither wanting to be the one to separate and end such a beautiful moment.

And what a moment it was, it was definitely burned into Kazuya's memories forever and he was sure to put it at the very top of his 'Best things to even happen to me' list.

But like all good things it soon came to an unfortunate end. Slowly pulling away from him at a snail's pace, using her arms she gently pushed him further from her to create just enough distance between them so she could squeeze past him. Looking like Mizuhara was trying to flee, Kazuya had started to panic, wondering if he had already screwed up big time and reached out to her in fear. But before he could even touch her her own arm had shot out, her hand gently gripping his sleeve like she had previously done when stopping him earlier in the night. She refused to make eye contact with him, instead she kept her gaze to her side, her body leaning forward. Taking the silent clue Kazuya felt his panic reside and followed her gaze until he stared at the front of his breaking wooden door.

"D-do you ummm, mind if I-I...I come in…?"

Kazuya felt his mouth go dry, his tongue almost falling down his throat as he fought back the urge to cough violently in shock. His lips parted, dropping down as his brain turned and twisted, trying its best to find one, just fucking any coherent answer he could give to her. He knew he was embarrassed himself as his face had changed from a dark pink, to a raging scarlet in just a few seconds. He stuttered, he gasped, and to add even more fuel to the fire he even squeaked a few times as nothing came out of him.

She was really asking. Mizuhara was asking to come in!

For what felt like hours, but in reality had only been three minutes Kazuya felt the grip around his shirt sleeve tighten considerably. This broke Kazuya out of his downward spiral as he finally tore his attention from the….appealing entryway to his home and onto Mizuhara. He felt his heart beat increase, pounding against his chest like a stampede as he stared at his obviously flustered girlfriend.

"Girlfriend...Real Girlfriend." Kazuya reminded himself, feeling another swell of happiness dance inside of him.

Mizuhara's hand shakily dropped from his sleeve and slid awkwardly up to his wrist. He gulped loudly, praying that Mizuhara didn't realize as her acrylic nails scraped across his skin. Kazuya had to suppress a shudder at the feeling, his hand tightening itself into a tight fist as he bit the window or his cheek to stop himself from letting out any embarrassing sounds at the surprisingly good sensation.

Or maybe it felt amazing because it was Mizuhara who was doing it.

Yep that has to be it, and he could already feel his pants tightening considerably.

"O-or you don't have to." Mizuhara mumbled softly, drawing Kazuya's attention back onto her as she peaked up at him. Without wearing her heels he had the slightly height advantage on her, something she had noticed quite some time ago. Staring at him through her eyelashes she felt herself blush even deeper.

"No no I want to!" Kazuya said in a panic, his voice loud,surprising Mizuhara, making her jump slightly as Kazuya's hand flew up and covered his mouth awkwardly.

"N-no I mean….I mean." Kazuya said, his grip loosening around his mouth, fingers loosely hanging off his cheeks in a futile attempt to hide his distress, and whatever ego he had left after this.

Kazuya had never wanted to die as much as he did right now. He wanted to buy a shovel himself, dog a big enough hole to cover his body before jumping in. To never be seen or found by the world again where he had just embarrassed himself again in front of Mizuhara!

"I'm sorry. To be honest I don't know what to do." Kazuya admitted, pathetically looking away as his sweaty hand flanked his mouth, like he was trying to hold back the words that would eventually spill through.

"I-I, I mean. I just don't want to mess anything up."

Mizuhara chuckled quietly, a small smile lighting up her face as she looked towards the ground. "Yeah, you tend to do that a lot."

"H-hey I'm being serious here!"

"I know I know." Mizuhara giggled, her nervousness fading away as she laughed at the pout that spread across her boyfriend's face. "And I don't think you'll mess anything up." She countered back, stepping backwards until she laid flat against his door.

It was only a small, weak pill that drew Kazuya to her. Her grip around him was so delicate, yet incredibly strong that he didn't think he could resist the urge to follow her commands, her directions leading him straight towards Mizuhara. It was magnetic, so powerful she arched her back as his own body slightly grazed against hers. It was only a mere touch yet the effect was so electrifying it has caused both of them to shiver.

Kazuya's eyes had remained trainer onto the woman in front of him. She was absolutely breathtaking, so much more beautiful than he could ever describe with just words. And her flushed cheeks and parted lips were so inviting, eyes shining with need. Directed towards him. It was overwhelming Kazuya has to admit. She was so out of his league, he was no Umi. He was no actor friend of hers or even someone who has a promising future ahead of him. He was the dorky pathetic man who no one respected, who no one took seriously.

And looking into those hazel eyes of his girlfriend...the woman who had he had been yearning for and made the utterly stupid decision on picking him out of everyone.

It was overwhelming.

He felt it again, the painful sensation of tears forming in the corner of his eyes turning his vision into glass. He had finally grown a pair of balls today and promised to be honest with Mizuhara about his feelings. Looking away he raised his free hand and lowered it towards his pants pocket.

"You know you could do so much better than me right?" He confessed, a laugh barely holding itself back as he kicked a lone pebble he saw on the floor. "I'm not really good looking, and my personality is pretty shitty too. To be honest right now, even though I've dreamed about this moment. I'm afraid you're going to regret it."

"Kazuya." Mizuhara said, touching his cheek she pulled Kazuya's vision back onto hers. She slowly shook her head at his words, trying her best to put on a confidant smile even though her heart was banging against her rib cage.

"I don't think so at all. I haven't liked anyone as much as I've liked you Kazuya. And I think you're actually pretty-" she hesitated. Her cheeks burned like they were on fire as she fidgeted in place."...hot."

Instantly he covered his face with his hands, his own cheeks lava as he tried to hide his blush as it stretched past his cheeks and down to his neck.

"You're honestly just so perfect."

Mizuhara laughed again, flattery washing over her in waves at his words. He was just so damn adorable, how couldn't he see that? Was she really the only person who saw Kazuya for who he was? How selfless he truly was at times, how bad he tried to please the people around him even if it meant at his own expanse. Sure he was a bit of a pervert at times, and made some questionable decisions. But who didn't? He's human who makes mistakes just like everyone else.

And that smile, that rare real smile that would stretch across his face when he was being honest was one of her favorite things on the planet. It was bright, adorable and cute in a boyish way that made her heart skip a beat whenever she had the pleasure to witness such a phenomenon.

Even now with his hands over his face she could see just the end of a goofy smile on his face and couldn't stop her heart from echoing in her ears at the sight, watching his own ears turn crimson and finding his reaction so damn endearing.

"Kazuya I want this." She said after sometime, pausing to give Kazuya some time to digest what she said as his hands lowered. Grabbing one of his hands in hers and interlocked their fingers together. His breath hitched at the contact and he gulped as their eyes met again.

Mizuhara just nodded, moving away from the door and allowing the silent Kazuya to walk beside her. Rummaging into his pocket trying to find his keys felt like an eternity to the boy as he shakily unlocked his front door after a few failed attempts.

Walking in hand in hand into his apartment with fucking Mizuhara of all peoplewas surreal. She had been in here a few times before but it had never felt like this before. Now there was tension lingering in the air, obvious sexual tension so thick that you could drown in it.

Flipping on his light switch Kazuya prayed to any God that was listening and thanked them profusely for reminding him to clean up his room yesterday evening.

One the lights came on Kazuya both college students had to squint at how bright it was. They had grown used to the blackness of the night and were unprepared for the ocular onslaught that attacked their vision. Trying to be a gentleman he had suggested to get drinks for the both of them, Mizuhara just nodded and said her thanks as they both reluctantly released their hold on one another. Mizuhara had taken off her shoes, not barefoot in his apartment as she slowly transverse into his room.

Kazuya quickly made his way to his kitchen, trying to find anything to drink that was alcohol related to serve to his girlfriend. Peeking over the refrigerator door Kazuya almost let out a squeal of surprise as he watched Mizuhara take a seat onto his futon, slowly removing her bracelets and placing them onto his small wooden table in the center of the room.

"Oh my god oh my god oh my god."

This was happening.

This was really fucking happening.

He wanted to scream, wanted to run away and forgot about this whole situation. He was nervous, anxiousness eating away at him and forcing his blood to freeze up in disbelief. But he wouldn't run away, and frankly he didn't have much of a choice since it would piss off and embarrass Mizuhara.

Not even looking into his fridge anymore he grabbed two random drinks and slammed the fridge door closed with harder than he anticipated too. The loud slam echoed in his small room, startling Mizuhara making her jump up from his bed. Head snapping over towards Kazuya.

"Is everything okay?"

"Y-yeah everything I-is f-fine!" Hastily responding he practically ran across the room and offered her a drink so fast that if Mizuhara blinked she would have thought he teleported next to her.

Hesitantly reaching out she took the offered drink and thanked him quietly. Not bothering to respond he just laughed awkwardly before taking a seat on his futon. A weight landed next to him and he stiffened considerably as Mizuhara's shoulders came to rest next to his.

The silence that overtook the room was deafening, and borderline uncomfortable and Kazuya had started to wonder if Mizuhara was starting to regret her decision on coming in here tonight. How does one even start something like this? Does he go in for the kiss? Damn they haven't even kissed before! Maybe the neck? Or maybe that would make Mizuhara uncomfortable. He could try touching her chest, but was scared to do so in case she smacked his hand away. Undressing himself was an option, but his insecurities were stopping him, making him freeze up at the mere idea of being naked, and even worse naked for Mizuhara.

Mizuhara hasn't said a word since she had sat down, instead she put all of her attention onto the canned drink in her hand. Her nails swirling themselves against the rim of the can, once in a while a stretch finger would reach out and fiddle with the pop-up tab that sealed the drink shut.

Kazuya stared mesmerized, like he was under a spell watching her slender finger twirl aimlessly around the glass. She curled it around the top, letting it graze over the cheap aluminum before letting it dip back down to the base of the drink. He must have made a noise since he could feel the eyes of Mizuhara slowly make their way onto him. Side eyeing him, like she didn't have a care in the world as she slowly raised her hand up the base of the can. Letting her pale fingers soak themselves with the condensation, wetting them down before repeating the motion several times. Instantly he felt his jeans tighten at the sight. Pushing against his zipper and making a noticeable tent in his pants. He could feel the intense heat of Mizuhara's gaze as it fell down to his lap, boring holes at the tent.

"Mizuhara-"

"No."

Before Kazuya could even register that he had been cut off Mizuhara was sitting even closer to him so that their faces were now inches apart. In the time it took her to get near him she had dropped her drink into the floor, letting it bounce across the wood with a soft thud before rolling away into the unknown depths of his apartment. Kazuya had shut his mouth, obeying her order as the finger that traced the can was now doing a similar motion up his thigh.

A soft sigh left his mouth without his consent, and this seemed to drive Mizuhara's actions as she got dangerously close to his zipper. Turning his head his auburn eyes were narrowed as they stared into her own hazel, both fighting an internal battle and both of them knew it. Instinctively he had started to lean forward, his heart stampeding once again as he watched her do the same.

"Mizuhara I-"

"I said no."

Her voice was forceful, almost husky as her head just passed his, missing his lips by mere inches as she pressed a quick peck on his cheek. He didn't even try and fight back his shudder this time as her soft lips scorched his skin. Her hand has stopped its venture up his leg, making him groan in disdain. He said her name again, only to revive the same answer again, her lips trailing down his jaw as he raised his head to give her better access to the skin.

"Don't call me Mizuhara. Call me by my real name."

Kazuya exhaled sharply as he pulled away from her tantalizing kisses. Moving his head backwards until his own lips had found their rightful place onto her neck. She moaned at the sensation, throwing her free hand around his neck, digging her fingers into his surprisingly soft hair pulling him closer to her body.

"Chizuru."

His voice was deep, deeper than it's ever been before as her real name slipped past his lips for the first time since they met. His hot breath tickled the skin on her neck making her back arch itself upwards sending a shiver down her spine. She moaned loudly as he worked on her neck, nails digging into his scalp and Kazuya felt himself craving that sensation.

"Chizuru."

He breathed her name in a whisper, letting his tongue glide itself across her skin enjoying the salty and somewhat sweaty taste that lingered beneath. A hand snaked itself upwards before placing itself comfortably against her hip, going under her shirt as he palmed her stomach. She mewled at the contact, taking that as an initiative as her hand that had previously stopped moving has started to travel again until she reached her destination.

Kazuya whimpered as he felt her hand grab his erect job through his jeans. His lips leaving her skin in a frenzy before shooting his eyes up to hers.

"M-mizu-I mean Chizuru what are you-."

"I wanna see it Kazuya." She whispered, twirling her finger where she assumed his head was making his moan.

He froze for a second, a small ping of doubt glossing over his eyes at the idea of showing her his kait private area. Having never shown anymore before and somewhat insecure at what she might noticed his initial uncertainty and offered a reassuring smile, a smile filled with admiration towards her boyfriend that it helped calm some of the bubbling nerves in his stomach.

"Don't worry, I'm nervous too."

"You don't seem nervous, you're the most composed one here." Kazuya mumbled causing Chizuru to giggle quietly.

"With how you were kissing my neck I would say you're pretty composed yourself." She responded.

Her giggling vanished as soon as it appeared, watching as his hands shakily moved from her hip and down to his belt. The clicking of his buckle unshackling itself free was far more erotic than she was expecting it to be. Like a bee attached to honey she licked up lips upon seeing him toss the belt aside, squeezing her thighs together tightly to help numb the need growing between her legs. This time he had trapped her under a spell, watching with bated breath as he leisurely undid the only button on his levi's. She groaned as the sound of his zipper coming down vibrated through the air, reverberating off the walls shaking her body making her bite her lip in anticipation.

She didn't even realize until his pants were free from his legs that a hand had been fondling one of her breasts the entire time.

The sight in front of Kazuya was almost too much for him, forcing him to slow down on taking his pants off so he could buy him more time. Chizuru was looking so unbelievably sexy as she touched herself that he was afraid he was going to cum right then and there. Throwing his pants to the side he was about to take his underwear off when Chizuru had stopped him.

"I wanna do it."

Gulling loudly he could only nod. Moving his hands away from his waistband as Chizuru hesitantly, yet eagerly shimmied closer. Grabbing his election through his boxers, causing Kazuya to throw his head back with a loud moan. Chizuru had to bite her lip again at his reaction. Finding it so damn sexy at how needy he looked, needy for her. Wasting no more time she dug her fingers underneath his boxers she started to drag them down his legs. Kazuya threw his arm over his eyes in embarrassment, his heart pumping anxiety into his veins refusing to look down and seeing Chizuru's disappointment.

Finally getting his boxers down his thighs his manhood sprang to life, swinging free from its cloth prison almost smacking her across the face. Her eyes went wide as his full size was revealed to her, he wasn't huge. Looking to be a bit bigger than average in size from what she had seen online and from what her friends had told her. But still it was bigger than what she was expecting, but to be she really didn't know why to expect.

But she can easily say that she likes what she saw. Really liked it.

She touched it softly, watching it twitch as her new boyfriend moaned at the small touch. The head of it was a dark red, liquid already leaking from the tip and she felt herself lick her lips again at the sight. Without even thinking she started to undo her own jeans using one hand, and gripping his cock by the base with her other.

"C-chizuru!"

Kazuya yelled, removing his arm from his eyes as he looked down at her in shock. His dick twitched in her hand as she started to slowly pump him up and down. Dragging her thumb over the tip making him physically twitch at the new sensation.

Nothing could have prepared him for the sensation of Chizuru doing this for him. He has many dreams about how this night would go and none of them would ever live up to what was happening at this very moment. His body reacted violently to her touch, his cock harder than it has even been as she started to increase her speed around him. Her eyes never left his as she stroked him, like she was taking pleasure in his reactions.

It soon became too much for Kazuya to handle, his hand gripping his bed sheets tightly before throwing his head back again as her pace increased.

"C-Chizuru I-I'm about to cum." He moaned aloud.

The declaration only seemed to egg her on even more, spitting on his cock making it easier for her hand to slide up and down his shaft before he yelled again. It wasn't long after the words left his mouth that he came, shooting several thick ropes of seman out forcing Chizuru to lean her head backwards as she pointed his cock upwards, surprised at the sheer amount of sperm that landed back down onto his manhood. She felt several shots land on her shirt but didn't care.

Using her covered hand she stroked all the way down to his base again, making Kazuya whimper as he tried to pull away from her touch. Still trying to come down from his orgasm that left him more sensitive than ever.

"Did that feel good?"

Her voice was sultry as it was sexy and even after cumming once Kazuya was still in a state of shock at the gift Chizuru had just given him. That felt infinitely better than doing it himself a thousand times over.

Kazuya didn't trust his voice so he only nodded his reply, breath rapid as he wheezed and whimpered as she pulled her hand away from him. His elbows almost gave out supporting his weight and he would have collapsed forward if it wasn't thanks to Chizuru watching him intently. Her eyes were half lidded, hazel moving from his manhood to her cum covered hand. Bringing it up to her mouth she gave each finger a tentative lick, like she was testing each digit for its sample. Kazuya took this opportunity to scoot himself further up the bed until he was now facing Chizuru head on.

"What are you doing?" He whispered, interrupting her taste test as he tongue dragged across her palm.

"Just cleaning myself up." Opening her mouth she stuck a few of her fingers in, swirling her tongue in circles and Kazuya felt his cock her hard at the sight, despite having climaxed just minutes ago. "Would you like me to stop?"

A pop sound echoed as she released her now clean fingers from her lips, licking the excess of his seed that lingered at the edge of her mouth.

Something inside Kazuya snapped as he watched her, like a switch that had been turned on he had grabbed her by her shoulders and smashed his lips onto hers. Chizuru was surprised by the sensation, not expecting him to kiss her after showing such a dirty scene of eating his seed. But the surprise quickly morphed into appreciation as her eyes closed tightly, pulling him by the shirt and pressing her large bust to his chest. Nails digging into his shirt, stretching the fabric to its last thread.

The kiss was sloppy, neither really knowing what to do since they both didn't have much practice when it came to stuff like this. Their teeth clanked against each other a lot, apologies common as one would either bite a lip too hard or push their noses closer until they bumped heads.

But the inexperience had only made it so much more endearing for the both of them.

Despite the clumsiness and the taste of his salt on her lips Kazuya couldn't stop the chuckle that escaped his mouth. The vibration from his laugh had caused Chizuru to moan. "What's so funny?"

She said in between kisses. Taking his mouth hostage again, whispering a small apology as she bit his lip a little too hard.

"Nothing nothing." He said back dragging this particular kiss making Chizuru's legs feel like jelly. "I just can't believe that I'm here with you right now. That this is even real."

Chizuru smiled, albeit a bit shyly as she grabbed both his cheeks in her hands. His lips were red and pussy from the kisses and she suspected that hers were no different. "You can't say something like that after I make you cum. That's no fair." Rubbing her thumb across his cheeks as she spoke, careful to the spot on his left that was still bruised from whatever happened to him.

"Sorry." He shyly replied, smiling awkwardly. "But it's true."

"Just kiss me Kazuya."

He didn't need to be told much else, before she could even finish speaking his lips were magnetically charged towards hers. The kiss wasn't as sloppy as the last few, finally getting the general idea down he leaned forward. Swiping his tongue across her bottom lip asking for entrance. She was happy to comply with his request and opened her mouth as his tongue wrestled with hers. Chizuru moaned, her head shooting to the side making Kazuya abandon her lips and latch into her neck once again.

The sensation was sudden and she found herself falling onto the back of his bed, Kazuya following her as they landed with a soft smack. As soon as his head hit the pillow a heavy gasp floated from her mouth at Kazuya's touch burned her as he grabbed one of her breasts.

"K-Kazuya!"

Instantly he retracted his hand away from her, looking at her in worry and a small amount or shame mixed within. "I-I'm sorry was that not okay? I-"

"N-no that was fine, it just felt good. Here." Pushing him away from her a bit she quickly grabbed her shirt before pulling it off and over her head, now leaving her clad in only her mismatched bra and panties.

As soon as the cold air of his room touched her bare skin she instinctively covered herself with her arms, blocking his view from her large bust.

"No please." Kazuya stopped her, gently grasping her hands. "I wanna see them. You...you can trust me."

Nodding, Chizuru allowed her arms to be pulled away to reveal to him what she had never let anyone else ever see before. The sight of her bra was enough to make his cock twitch again. He knew she was well endowed but seeing them up close like this again was truly mesmerizing.

He took a deep breath and ushered his hand slowly up to her chest, hovering over the light blue fabric of her bra before palming it into his hand. She panted as his hand worked her breasts, subconsciously raising her hips into his and feeling his hot erection burn her upper thighs, making her body shiver in need. He moved his hand slowly, mapping out her entire body forever burning it into his brain. Finding her nipple he hovered over it for several seconds, unsure what to do next at the appealing nub that poked through the fabric of her bra. He pressed his thumb over her nipple, earning him a gasp of pleasure as played with her body.

"That feels good Kazuya."

Her praise welcomed him further as he reached behind her to unclip her bra and finally let his breasts free. He has some trouble trying to figure out how to unlatch it, Chizuru slowly instructed him on how to do so, guiding him with her words before finally snapping it free. She shrugged her shoulder to allow the strap to fall down her arms, grabbing them with her thumbs before lowering them down her body.

Kazuya's went even wide as her tits bounced free from their prison. Looking even bigger than before which was already a shock. Cupping one again hummed in delight, praising him again for doing a good job and it only grew louder as he latched his mouth onto her bare nipple. Kazuya alternated between her breasts, leaving neither without their fair share of attention and without wanting would periodically pinch the nub making her squeal out his name. He squeezed and kneaded her, enjoying the weight in his hands as he cupped them from the bottom.

"They're so big."

Tracing her nipple with his tongue as he sucked on them like a starving man who hadn't seen food for years. Chizuru didn't care how loud she was being as she moaned loudly as he sucked and pinched her again. She didn't know her breasts were so sensitive as she egged him on, running her hands through his hair again as she moved her hips up and down.

He was forced to release her nipple as her thigh stroked his erection making him groan at the contact.

"K-Kazuya…" she said, still moving her thighs across his cock as his eyes closed at the insanely good feeling it gave him.

"Hmm?"

"D-do you have a condom?"

Taken aback by the comment, he looked down at Chizuru in shock, only to find her looking away from him, refusing to even meet his gaze. Swallowing his nervousness he said a simple but pathetic yes before timidly reaching over her and towards his small nightstand. Pulling open the top drawer he reached inside before pulling out a box of condoms after some quite searching.

Plucking one from the box and tossing it aside he looked back down towards his lover. Her eyes still anywhere but his as he stared at her, condom in hand with his heart running a marathon in his chest.

"Are you sure you want to do this? We don't have to, you know."

A few tense seconds ticked away on the clock before Chizuru pushed herself further up his bed. Adjusting the pillow under her head before sheepishly letting her legs spread in front of Kazuya for him to see.

"I-I'm sure. I want this, I want you."

Kazuya nodded, blinking back tears of joy as he shakily unwrapped the condom and throwing the rapper somewhere behind him. After some difficulties he managed to spread the latex down his manhood until it covered his entire shaft. His eyes traveled down Chizuru's body. Following each and every curve down from her breasts to her thighs like he had mapped earlier before resting his eyes on her glistening womanhood through her panties. Scooting closer to her he gave the slit a quick glide of his finger through her underwear. The result was instantaneous. Chizuru threw her head back as her body danced to his touch, her core burning hotter than ever before as he touched her again. She leaked with arousal, liquid falling down her thighs, staining the inside of her panties as she gripped her own hair in her hand. Trying to regain any semblance of awareness and coherency as Kazuya softly pushed her patients aside to reveal her waiting pussy.

"Fuck you're so wet Chizuru."

She nodded in agreement, looking up at him as his eyes morphed right in front of her. His shyness vanishing as lust and passion replaced it, he was completely overwhelmed by emotions and Chizuru found herself in the same boat as him. Spreading her legs even wider as her own eyes lidded themselves with the same feeling. She bit her lip as she moaned sexily as she felt the tip of his cock just barely touch her entrance.

With some resistance he managed to push himself half way into her. His vision went white at the burning pleasure shot though his body like a volcanic eruptor as her walls already felt like they contracted around him. He couldn't go any deeper as Chizuru screamed quietly causing Kazuya to panic. He stopped himself from moving as her arms shot up to grip his shoulders. Her nails digging into his skin that he wouldn't have been shocked if a few drops of blood didn't fall from the wounds.

Acting on instinct he reached out until his own hands cupped her face, her breathing erratic as she tried to catch her breath to stop herself from hyperventilating.

"C-Chizuru, Chizuru are you okay?"

"Y-yeah, just hurt a little more than I was expecting." She whimpered, trying not to cry out in pain again as Kazuya looked on with panic.

"Should I pull it out?"

"No...no please stay inside. It's starting to feel a little better actually."

Kazuya responded with an of course, lowering his head until their foreheads rested on each other. The pain in his shoulder was starting to vanish as she released her nails from his skin, her breathing slowing back down to a regular pace. With her eyes still closed she put her own hands atop Kazuya's, holding them tightly as she positioned herself on the bed to make herself more comfortable.

This process repeated itself for several minutes until Chizuru gave a deep breath. Curtly nodding her head. "Okay, you can try moving now."

"Y-yeah just...just give me a minute."

"Huh? Is something wrong?"

Her voice was frantic, automaticity assuming that she must have been the cause of his hesitation. Kazuya quickly shook his head negatively at her words, eyes clamped shut as a few heads of sweat dripped down his brow like he was in deep concentration.

"No no. It's just you were moving around a lot and well it felt good and...and I don't want to finish too fast."

With the confession Chizuru felt the worry's wash away as a giggle escaped her lips. She kissed him passionately on the lips, letting them linger for a few seconds longer as she wrapped an arm around his head to pull him impossible closer to her. His face now inches away from her breasts. Telling him that it was okay and to take his time.

Kazuya nodded, feeling his high already subsiding as he pushed a little deeper into her. The scream that came from Chizuru this time was the complete opposite of her previous one. The painful feeling in her stomach having evaporated and now replaced with pure ecstasy as Kazuya sheathed himself completely in her.

Both college students gasped, Chizuru's being the louder of the two as she bucked her hips upwards making her moans increase in volume. A sling of curses flew from Kazuya as he pulled out of her, allowing more than half of his cock to be his ale before slamming back into her.

Electricity shot between them as his thrusts had started to gain their own rhythm. Following Kazuya's moments, Chizuru allowed her body to act in accordance with his. But working together as his shaft slid in and out of her. Her moans were growing louder and louder, his name dropping off her lips every other thrust of his hips as she wrapped her legs around his waist. Chizuru's hips and quickly tired themselves out, Kazuya had to compensate for the lack of help and reached his hands forward. Grasping at her hips to steady themselves allowing for him to grow faster in his movements while his other hand pinched her nipple making her cry out.

"K-Kazuya, oh fuck Kazuya!" She called him, beckoning him like a witch as she tightened around him.

Her tits bouncing with each thrust of his hips as she stared up at him, eyes half lidded. Her face pink from pleasure, falling down her like a waterfall as her body matched ha perfectly. Her hair was a complete mess as it draped over her like a curtain, a curtain to his favorite play. The sound of her moans as she yelled his name making him go crazy, and yet, Kazuya could only describe the scene as perfect.

She was perfect.

"Chizuru I'm...I'm gonna cum soon."

"M-me to-oh fuck Kazuya!"

She slammed her fist onto his mattress, curling her toes and fingers around his thin bedsheet. Letting the soft dim colored fabric edge itself between her fingers before scrunching it into a ball. She gasped, she screamed, she moaned and his name sounded like music as it left her lips. Kazuya caught her in a chaste kiss as he pumped into her, their skin smacking loudly against each other as tears pricked themselves into the corner of her eyes as the immense pleasure started to become too much.

"I-I'm gonna-fuck I'm gonna-"

"Chizuru, I love you. I love you so much."

Chizuru just laughed as she bucked her hips, smiling wildly with the purest smile he had ever seen on another human. His thrusting increased, the love in Chizuru's eyes blinding him as he confessed to her again, repeating over and over again that he loved her. That he was in love with her.

"I love you too Kazuya. I love you too!"

"Chizuru, I can't-"

"Me too, me too me too me too!"

Kazuya's last few thrusts were desperate as he slammed into her, groaning as her pussy tightened around his. Sucking him even deeper into her and he could tell by the way she clenched that she had finished. She yelled from her orgasm, biting his neck to muffle her screams as pulsates under him. Squirming as Kazuya's moans mixed with her own and as he came hard. Eyes rolling back as he arched over Chizuru, freeing one hand to hold himself up so he wouldn't crash face first into his lover.

Breathing heavily, Chizuru's legs finally lowered themselves back onto the bed, keeping her thighs around him as she ran her hands down his back causing Kazuya to shiver as he panted above her.

"That was amazing."

Kazuya could only nod, bending down to give her alright kiss, not enjoying the lightning that sparked between them. Their lips separated as he rolled off of her to lay besides her. With tired movements he pulled the used condom off and threw it in the trash bin exit to his bed. As soon as he finished and laid back down onto the bed Chizuru slid up next to him. Throwing a leg over his owners she positioned her head until it laid flat against his shoulder. Her hand resting on his chest as she shut her eyes after breathing a content sigh.

Kazuya smiled, looking down at the brunette goddess snuggled into his chest and felt all words escape him. He gazed at her, not caring if she noticed as he snaked his arm around her shoulders to make her more comfortable.

"You tired?" He asked, leaning his own head on hers as he felt his own eyes grow heavy as the seconds passed.

"Mhmmmm." She nodded, her voice barely audible. "Very."

Before he could offer the suggestion to fall asleep she gently turned her head to him, eyes still very much closer and planted the softest kiss at the edge of his mouth. Despite them just finishing having sex Kazuya felt his face flush at the contact. Her lips stayed planted onto his, lingering as she filled the small peck with so much love before pulling away and snuggling back into him.

"Hmm 'night love you."

He grinned happily as he let his head finally rest, pulling Chizuru closer as he let his eyes finally close for the evening, sparing a last long look at the naked body of his girlfriend as she intertwined their body parts together. Already fast asleep in his chest as small white snores escaped periodically, making her seem so much more Devine.

"Love you too, I'll see you in the morning."