I don't have much to say about this chapter. It's a shorter chapter to keep the tension ;)
Enjoy!
Tsukuyo arrived back at Hinowas Shop, still shocked by the recent events.
Hinowa greeted her with a smile but she was visibly confused. Oh that was fast..?
Wh.. what? Tsukuyo replied confused.
Weren't you at Gin-sans place ?
Yea I was there. She hesitated.
Oh okay I thought you would stay the night. Hinowa stated.
Why would I do that?!
Hinowa closed her eyes and smiled. I don't know sweetie, it was just a thought.
Tsukuyo sighed frustrated. I'll go to bed early today, I really don't feel that well.
I've noticed. You look like you've been run over by a truck. What happened?
Nothing.. Tsukuyo paused.
But Hinowa knew what happened. It was obvious to her.
Tsukuyo, take your time and talk to him whenever you're ready. She said after giving Tsukuyo a warm hug.
I don't know what you're talking about Hinowa.
I know. She replied with a smile.
Of course Tsukuyo knew what she meant. The coming days slowly turned her into an emotional mess. She decided it was time.
On the fifth day it was raining outside and Tsukuyo finally found the courage to talk to Gintoki and explain her behavior. She wanted to get rid of this empty feeling. When she arrived at his apartment, Kagura stumbled down the stairs with a heavy suitcase.
Hey Kagura where are you going? She asked the Yato girl.
I'm going to visit Soyo-chan for a few days. I can't with this old geezer inside. She replied.
Is Gintoki home? Tsukuyo asked.
Kagura looked at her. Why?
I have a job for him.
Ah.. sure.
So.. is he home?
Yes, I wouldn't go in there if I were you though. He didn't left the house since five days.
Huh? Why? Tsukuyo asked confused.
He didn't say anything to me and he doesn't want to say anything. All he does is cry and sleep. She sounded disgusted.
Oh..
I have the feeling you might know why. Kagura snickered.
No I don't.
For a moment, she studied Tsukuyos face.
Ah whatever. She waved. I'll be going now and I won't come back until next week. So have fun. And with that she left Tsukuyo in the rain.
I hope that job has something to do with fondling you! She whispered. Confused, Tsukuyo turned around.
She climbed the stairs, cold anxiety following her with every step. She stopped in front of the door and laid her hand on the frame. The door opened slowly and it was dark inside. She stepped over the frame and it felt like stepping from a rainy day into literal hell. All her feelings overwhelmed her. She put down her umbrella and got rid of her wet shoes in silence. The TV talked about the shitty weather outside. She turned the corner and saw his silver hair illuminated by the TV light. All blinds were shut and the air was thick.
He was tensely looking at the weather woman, Ketsuno Ana. C'mon let me forget her. Give me a chance please. He pleaded to the TV with a broken voice. I'm asking you since five days, please hear me!
Gintoki? She asked carefully.
Uh brain, shut up, stop playing with my feelings. I don't want them. He mumbled to himself.
Even though he seemingly didn't realize she was here, his few words made it painfully obvious how he felt about her. It hurt her even more when she realized how she felt exactly the same, she was just too blinded to see it. And she hurt him. It broke her heart to see him like this, all because she couldn't face her feelings when he was able to do so.
Gintoki..?
He didn't answer. His eyes glued to the screen on the weather woman's face.
Please answer me..
You're not here. Why would you be here? He finally answered.
She didn't know what to reply to that.
She walked around the couch and observed him. Even though she stood almost in front of him, he didn't move his eyes from the TV. He thinks I'm an illusion. He was sprawled over the couch, arms laying on the rest, legs spreaded. He was wearing his pyjamas. One of the pant legs was rolled up, a giant stain on the right sleeve. All in all he looked like he was merged with the couch, only peeking through his almost closed dark outlined eyes. Tsukuyo didn't know if his eyebags were because of him sleeping all day or not sleeping at all.
What is she supposed to do now? After all she came here to talk to him but he didn't even notice her. She didn't know how to handle someone in a state like this. What happened after she left.
And how can I get his attention?
Gintoki? She tried again.
He finally looked in her direction but his eyes darted back to the screen as he only waved dismissively with his left hand.
Gintoki please listen to me.
No answer. Just him talking to the weather lady again. Love me please, she doesn't!
Tsukuyo needed an idea. She could hit him. But she wasn't able to hurt him. He needed something positive after his last five days.
Ok, she had one idea, but this idea made her shiver.
Tsukuyo collected her thoughts and tried to control her shaking. She took a deep breath and climbed the sofa, lifting one leg over his widely spread lap, slowly straddling him, facing in his direction. She didn't sit down on his lap, she kneeled on the couch. His hair was a little wet and she smelled his shampoo. That meant he was at least taking care of himself. It mixed with his own sweet musk scent and enveloped her. She imagined that his only activities during the last few days were eating, slouching on the couch and taking long showers.
Her own days were plagued by his scared face when she ran away, but she didn't imagine that he could fall in a hell hole like this. He was the strong one. He always was.
At first he didn't react to the woman sitting in his lap. He was so drained that it took him a few moments to get his eyes away from the TV screen. He slowly focused on her body and wandered upwards. She was blushing hard as his eyes brushed over her face. She saw that his eyes were swollen and watery as if he just stopped crying. So Kagura was right. He cried.
Oi beautiful dream girl. He grinned, still not realizing that she was really here. Her gaze fell down to his toned neck and she was captured by the slight movements it made when he talked. Her hands lifted by themselves and he looked at them. She couldn't control it. Trembling, she reached out to his buttoned up shirt, slowly opening the first one,.. then the second one.
Dream Goddess.. What are you doing? He tried to follow her movements with his drowsy eyes. Slowly revealing more of his perfect body, she felt herself breathing heavier and her fingers prickled in a joyful anticipation, waiting to touch him.
Oi oi why are you undressing me, I don't want to be naked, I just wanna cry and sleep and -
his blabbering turned into a heavy moan when she finally touched his exposed skin. Electricity shot through his body and he reared up surprised by this sudden contact. Tsukuyo flushed again. She didn't expect to give him that kind of reaction.
What a nice dream. He growled. I never had one with you that felt so real. He threw his head back, groaning in excitement. Tsukuyo felt under her hands how his whole body trembled and vibrated with his low pitched sounds. She dragged her fingers along the depth of his muscles, carefully outlining them. After a minute of her lightly touching him, she felt another part of him reacting to her teasing. It pushed against her private parts. She froze. What did I think would happen? Instinctively he pressed it against her and this unexpected contact and his loud moaning tightened her insights.
These sounds in her ear clouded her mind and all she saw in front of her were his irresistible soft lips. She wanted to kiss him so badly. Give him back what he wanted and what she wanted.
With her heart beating faster in her throat she leaned down to his face. Their lips met and without hesitation he returned her kiss and continued the groaning in her mouth. Tsukuyo melted under his kiss. But it was over as fast as it happened. Gintokis hands grabbed her hip. She shrieked and suddenly, realization hit him. his eyes shot open and he screamed in shock.
HOLD ON this isn't a dream. He hastily tried to get out of Tsukuyo leg prison and stumbled away from her. Sloped, he stood in a corner of the room, holding his erection down, covering it with both hands. He flushed bright red.
What are do you doing here? He asked with a croaky voice. More importantly: WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
He hastily ran to his room, his hands still covering his unwanted reaction, closed the door and held it shut. He was awake now and full of adrenaline.
Go away. Leave me alone. She heard from the other side of the room. Where is Kagura?
She stood up from the couch and walked over to his room. Gintoki peeped out of a small slit.
No, don't come closer, leave! He closed the door again.
You didn't even notice that she left? She wasn't surprised after the recent events.
No I didn't. If she left, you should leave as well! He replied from the other side .
She told me she couldn't bare your stinking head anymore.
I don't stink, I showered twice today.
Yea, I figured.
He didn't answer
Gintoki,.. I wanted to talk to you.
About what? He sounded worried.
About a few days ago. She sighed.
You wanna tell me what that was? He asked.
Yea kind of..
First you reject me and make me cry for days and then you appear out of nowhere and try to seduce me.
I.. I guess so.. I'm sorry. She whispered.
For what?
I don't really know. For hurting you maybe.
It's okay. Now it was his turn to whisper.
No it's not okay, I didn't want it end like that. I wanted to kiss you.. She admitted.
Pause
What did you say? He asked nervously.
I.. I wanted to kiss you. She replied.
..okay
Silence.
So.. Tsukuyo. What did you mean with " I want to bite them "? He opened the door again and his eye fixated her.
Tsukuyo froze. Shit. He heard it and he remembered it. Luckily, she had a good reply to that.
And what did you mean with "I never had one with you that felt so real"? She smiled at him.
He turned red faster than he could close the door again.
I'm not telling you. .. But you "want to try it", right?
Tsukuyo was getting mad. I never said that. It was a joke, don't you remember?
Admit it, you're curious. He chuckled.
Idiot. Even so, I've used bigger things than that. Oh, she said that out loud. She turned red.
An image of Tsukuyo playing with herself popped up in his mind and he started drooling behind the closed door.
Oi Tsukki that's hot.
I didn't mean it like that! She replied in shock.
Of course not. But how can you be so sure about it if you haven't seen it yet?
I don't need to see it.
Are you sure? He asked.
Yes.
Do you want to feel it then? He continued asking.
Tsukuyo paused.
Yes? Hedemanded an answer.
No.
You said Kagura left, right?
uh.. yes. She will return next week.
..what is it what you want?
..you. She said after a long pause.
He opened the door to peek through and studied her face.
He closed the door again, stood up loudly and rustled behind the closed door.
Now, should we continue what you started earlier?
He opened the door fully and Tsukuyo pulled in the air sharply. The light from his window hit his naked torso from behind and illuminated his outlines. He lifted his head and smirked. Then he looked at her from behind his bangs, eyes glowing.
Don't look at me like that. I know what you like. He teased her.
You.. you don't know anything about me. She was startled by the sight in front of her.
I'm sure it's enough to start. I'll find out about the rest later.
He took a step closer to her.
Gintoki please, I'm sorry.
You don't need to be sorry. It was my fault. He replied.
He took another step.
Gintoki stop.
He reached out to her hand, slowly interlacing their fingers and pulling her closer to him. Now that they were connected in this unfamiliar way, he noticed how small her hand was. He could easily wrap his fingers around hers, they fit together perfectly. Such delicate fingers. The mere thought of them touching him made his knees weak.
He dragged his thumb over her warm skin and felt the scars on the back of her hand.We're connected in more ways than just our hands he thought while memorizing every single one of them. He lifted their connected hands to his face, all of this while holding eye contact with her. His eyes sparkled in the dark room and Tsukuyo couldn't break away. She didn't want to break away. He placed her hand on his cheek and rubbed it slightly, turned his face and placed a kiss on her palm. She felt her hand shaking and he grabbed it more firmly. His other hand slithered to her waist and before she could comprehend what was happening, he pressed her body against his and and gently touched her lips with his own. She returned the kiss immediately and it surprised him so much that he almost drew back. But he didn't. I'm kissing her. He thought. She's kissing me. Everything around them became meaningless.
Her hand burned on his face like the sun on a warm summer evening. The feel of her so close to him awoke his hunger. Her lips on his washed away all those uncomfortable memories and replaced it with a fresh one: Their first kiss. And no one could take that away from them. He slightly released her lips only to kiss her again. Softly sucking on her lower lip. This moment felt like an eternity and he wished it never ended.
In need of air he was forced to separate and he sucked in the air around him. It was filled with her scent. Tsukuyos face was flushed and she too struggled to get enough air. Craving her scent even more now, he pulled her closer for another round and kissed her again, laying all his passion into it. Slowly parting his lips, she responded by opening hers as well. Their tongues met and danced, exhausting their breath again. Neither of them could breath enough to endure their battle.
Tsukuyo stood still. She was in trance that stopped her from moving. The hand on her hip searched her free hand and he catched it. He lifted their hands and placed her palm on his bare chest. Her warm, thin fingers caused a mind dazzling sensation on his skin and he moaned in her mouth. This feeling made him realize how touch hungry he was. He moved her hand in a circular motion to encourage the rigid women in front of her to explore his body. Hesitant, she moved her hand around. Gintoki was so sensitive to her touch, that every movement sparked a twist in his lower region. Everytime she hit one of his new found sweetspot, he groaned to encouraged her to continue. She happily oblidged, starting to moan herself as a result of his reaction to her touch.
The vibration caused by his action ran through her whole body. Tongue met tongue again and their kissing became more feral.
His hand softly touched her kimono fabric and hovered down to the slit in her kimono. His other hand slid off hers and touched her waist. Gintokis brain capacity was enough to wonder how fast she was willing to progress. He wouldn't mind going all the way but he was worried about Tsukuyo. He touched her bare skin and Tsukuyo shivered and became paralyzed. He stopped, but left his hand where it was. Heavily breathing he broke free from their kiss and looked at her.
Tsukuyo?
..yea?
Can I touch you?
She didn't answer
If you want me to stop, just say it and I'll stop.
she reached up to kiss him again and ran her fingers across his shoulders. He suppressed a moan a gently pushed her away.
You need to answer me!
She looked up and his eyes fell on her damp, swollen lips. He blushed thinking about the fact that he was doing this to her.
Yes you can touch me. She finally replied.
He sighed and kissed her while his hand slowly moved under her kimono. Tsukuyo shivered.
You know I've dreamed to do this since a few weeks. This high slit is driving me insane. It can be dangerous for you to wear this around men though. He sounded serious.
What are you even saying? She asked.
I'm just saying you need to be careful.
I have this because I can move better with the cut out!
Yea yea whatever. He whispered in her mouth. Just know that it's dangerous to wear it like this when you're around me. I might not keep my hands to myself.
Sliding down to her knee, he created a delicious friction with her Kimono on her skin. His rough hands sparked goose bumps everywhere they touched. His big hand grabbed her leg and wrapped it around his hip, pulling her closer than before. Tsukuyo felt his hand sliding back under her Kimono and it examined her ass. His hands on this place sparked a feeling she never felt before. She wanted more. She wanted his hands all over her.
Gintoki carefully explored her perfectly round ass. Her skin felt so smooth and he wondered how it would feel to grab it while she was riding him. It fit in his hands so perfectly and he was excited to try it out sometime.
With his other hand, he now searched for a spot to grab on her other leg and lifted her up. Supporting her with his left hand on her ass, she dug her hands in his arms. The sweet pain turned him on and it forced her to come even closer than before. Sucking on her lips, he used his free hand to draw circles above her hip. She jolted under his touch and pressed herself against him in a firing rhythm to his rubbing.
Gintoki broke free from the kiss. Let's go somewhere else he panted. And he slowly carried her into his room, enjoying how she was attached to him.
He carefully placed her on his futon, hovering over her on all fours. It was the most beautiful sight to him.
Look who I'm carrying to bed. He whispered proudly looking down on her. The most beautiful woman in this town. .. How much does your service cost?
He felt blood dripping down his forehead. Ouch.
Ok ok first thing: Kunais don't stay on during sex. Second thing: One more and I'll kick your thirsty ass out immediately!
I'm not thirsty! She replied pouting.
You came here to my house, clearly horny and tried to seduced me earlier. But if you don't want to, fine. Go home then, I'll do it myself. He looked down at her with a sour face.
Like how you've been doing it before? She teased him.
He blushed. I didn't do anything.
You couldn't pay me anyways, so just shut up and be grateful. She said.
Oh I will. But you need to pay for my service!
And what is that service? She asked curiously.
I can show you. He bent down and placed a light kiss on her forehead. I charge hourly though.
Gintoki shut up.
Why? I'm too nervous to shut up. He replied.
You're killing the mood.
What mood? He laughed.
Shut up and kiss me already!
Will gladly do that. He lifted his hand and slightly touched her face to turn it in his direction.
To be continued ~~