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Starlight tower mishap
Drabble 325
Usagi POV
This is just what I needed. After everything else this week to happen getting stuck in this elevator was what the final nail in the otherwise crap week I've been having. It doesn't help that my sworn enemy, slash secret crush is in here with me. He's made it clear how often how much he would rather be anywhere else than in my presence. This particular day was no exception as he looked beyond mentally exhausted.
The week had started off relatively not to bad. School, arcade, home and back again. Simple, well simple till Shingo decided it would be fun to get me into trouble by blaming me for overhearing our parents in an argument instead of admitting that he was listening in on it. I happened to walk out right when he was running away and found myself being yelled at with no accepting that I hadn't been eavesdropping.
Shingo chuckled to himself while I got stuck with extra choirs for the week, which forced me to miss the first tour of this building that I wanted to go to. I pushed for the second one instead and found myself with none other than Mamoru in my small group. I had almost forgotten my water bottle that I brought with me, not that I drank much of it, as I had been pre-occupied with trying to keep clear of Mamoru.
However, we kept getting pushed together. It was like fate wanted to torment me by placing me with someone who clearly disliked being anywhere near me. Mamoru had wound up needing to use the facilities to when we got back into the elevator to go back down we ran into a slight problem with the elevator itself. It moved about two and a half floors down before it got stuck and when I say stuck, I mean stuck.
Mamoru hit the button for us to get help but the maintenance crew said it would easily be another two to three hours at best. We were officially stuck in here. What made the situation worse was that my mother was making her famous casserole tonight and I just KNEW Shingo was going to make sure there was none left for me. Granted I had a power bar to help get me through but it would be hours till I was back home for a real meal.
Life sure did suck sometimes. So here I was currently sitting on the cold metal floor of the elevator as Mamoru sat in the other corner, still not even paying me any mind as he looked anywhere but at me. It was getting hard not to take this personally. I mean was I really so ugly looking that he couldn't stand the sight of me? Was I really that aggravating to him that the very sight of me made him upset?
I felt like having the world swallow me up just so I could be visible by someone since he was doing his darndest to act as if I wasn't in there with him. I even tried to make small talk. I asked about his week. His schooling. He had such short ended responses that made it clear he didn't want to converse with me at all. I was at least trying to be civil with him. With my knees pulled up to my chest I was feeling very much like closing myself off to the world and merely just sitting there till someone came to let me out of this.
Mamoru POV
This was torture for me. Stuck in an elevator with my enemy who also happens to be my secret crush that I can't have is worse than dealing with three back-to-back term papers to work on at the same time. She's so beautiful in those leggings of hers. Plus, it definitely doesn't help that once she sat down on the other side of the elevator that the fabric stretched around her legs and rear making them become more pronounced.
It was all I could do to keep my eyes away and NOT ogle her like a piece of meat. She was more than that but it was hard to keep my eyes from her. I bet she had no idea how attractive she was today either. Having an obvious form fitting tank top on underneath a loose hanging shirt that fell off one shoulder, the leggings and then some flats making her look adorable in a sexy way that I'm sure she didn't see.
It was probably good though; couldn't see the reaction she was getting from me. It was why I was huddled in my own little corner of the elevator. The she was trying to chit chat with me and her voice, normally it was loud and boisterous but in the confines of where we were she mellowed it out and it was more sonorous and near melodious than usual making me hear her more maturely for the first time.
It didn't help my current state of arousal so after the questions were done on her end, I tried something else. I needed her agitated with me so I wouldn't look...or be tempted to touch. If I lost my control in here, she would be on her back in some form or another and me in her and she wasn't ready for what I had to offer her. So, I went with the tried-and-true method, "So how is it in here your voice is normal yet in other situations its loud?" I could almost hear the agitation building up within her.
She looked over at me and instead of getting upset she snapped back, "Did it ever occur to you that being in an arcade with other loud noises makes people talk louder to be HEARD over them?" my eyes widened at the reasonability she gave me. "If anything, I should be asking you why do you always have to insult me – AND don't say it's because of that test paper, that was ages ago." now she was the one with the upper hand.
How the hell did that happen? I gulped then looked away, "Cause your annoying." I lied. I darted a glance in her direction and saw the hurt I caused and regretted it. "Then why do you ALWAYS find a way to seek me out to poke fun at me?" my heart rate started to go faster now. "Don't flatter yourself, you just happen to be in my way." I counter back, "Right..." she smarts off, "It's relatively understandable why a 19-year-old would be in an arcade versus a near 17-year-old." her words are once again true to point.
It's getting on my nerves that she's besting me verbally for once. "It's not that far away from 17." I defended, "True...yet all you do in there is drink coffee and poke fun at me when you're not busy talking with Motoki." damn she really had my schedule nailed down. I use that against her, "You seem to be keeping up with what I do in the arcade." I arch a brow at her feeling I verbally beat her back.
"Not hard when it's ALL that you do." she then looks to me, "It doesn't take that many neurons to figure out a basic routine. It's just strange than yours involves poking fun at me on a daily basis." her words make me realize I've become too predictable in what I've been doing, if I keep it up others might notice then they might ask and I didn't want to be questioned on how I felt towards her.
I try to deflect but it's poorly done, "Whatever helps you sleep better at night." She merely arches a brow, "That's it. The great Chiba, Mamoru that hates me with a blinding passion says only that…? You're losing your touch." Her words hit me hard, not the losing my touch part but the hate part. I can't help but correct her on it, "I don't hate you." I defend, possibly more strongly than I should have.
It does however get her attention, "Wait seriously?" I nod, "Then why? Why the ridicule? Why poke fun at me if you don't hate me or feel a way like that towards me?" her many questions pressure and weigh down on me. So when she moves over towards me I suddenly feel a tad boxed in and retaliate, "Kinda hard not to when you make it so easy." That's when I see it, the pain I've caused her again.
"I'm not that bad…" she shies away back into her own corner as I mutter under my breath, "You can't know why." I don't believe for a second she heard that till she asks me, "Why not?" damn she heard. Now I see the suspicious look in her eyes, "Why not?" she repeats as she walks back over and confronts me on it, "I deserve to know why you treat me like you do." Hands over her chest that are merely making her breasts more pronounced I sigh and try to hold steady, "Never mind." I can feel my resolve crumbing though.
"Bull! You clearly have your reasons and I deserve to know why you're always such a tool bag with me. Did I do something wrong to you? Did I say something wrong? What is it that I did so wrong that you feel this constant need to treat me as you do?!" at her words the pressure erupted all over, "Cause I like you and I don't want to like you!" she was definitely NOT expecting that, "I've been crushing on you for a while now." I snapped at her.
"I can't like someone like you or you period cause you deserve so much better than me so I treat you as I do to make you stay away. Its better this way believe me." I tell her defeated. She doesn't say anything for a minute and I hope she'll go back to her part of the elevator and drop this when she lets out the words that have me shocked, "I thought I was the only one." I look up at her as she sits adjacent to me.
"I have a crush on you to but I thought for sure you hated me…and I don't know what made you think I deserve better when I've always felt the same towards you." I couldn't believe my own ears, "Your just saying this." I try as she shakes her head, "It would be easy to agree with you, make it into something that's not true…yet I think you know it is." Yeah I knew it was and now both of our secrets were exposed to each other.
It's then that she gets up and moves over to sitting in front of me, facing me, our hips side by side almost. "So since we both feel that the other deserves something better, whatever that is how about we let each other have this one time. Push everything else to the sidelines and be together." She suggests and for the life of me I can't help but want to do just that and more, "Usagi…if I give in and do that, you won't be walking out of here with your virginity intact." I warn her and try to scare her off to.
It's what she does next that makes it impossible to say no to. Maneuvering around, she straddles me and sits in my lap making my jaw drop in shock. "Who says that one, I want to leave here with it and two, its my body to choose with what I do with it…and what I want to do is to be with you, even if - especially if all I get is this with you…right now." My own needs couldn't handle anything more.
I wrapped my arms around her form and pulled her in for a soul searing kiss. I poured all of my longing into it for her. Let her feel how much I wanted this, and how much I knew I couldn't have it. I would taint her with my own baggage. Yet as we kissed…as I felt her body moving against my own, as I held her close feeling if I didn't she'd turn into vapor around me I felt her body reciprocate with ease as she pulled me in closer.
I could feel our passions growing out of control and felt her beginning to rub up against me. I knew we were at that point of no return and had to ask, "Usa…you have to be certain, I can't undo what you're asking of me." My words only ignite her passion as she reaches in and starts to jerk me off. Part of me wants to know HOW she knows how to do that but I'm to wrapped up in the pleasure to ask.
I reach down on her and feel between her legs. The leggings are easy to pull from her waist as I plunge my hand down them and find her bundle of nerves beneath her panties. She gasps and rubs in on my advancing fingers instead. I can feel how wet she is and it only makes me harder in the palm of her hand as I can't help but jerk up into her grasp. So when I can feel the pre-cum leak out I can't stop what I do next.
Jerking her leggings down her butt and towards me, I find her wet and ready for me. Without a care to the world beyond the elevator I let her pull him out and slip inside of her. The tearing I feel is quick yet not painless as she grits her teeth. I try to ease her up but she grips onto me and looks right into my gaze, "Don't…don't you dare stop." She instead takes a few moments with me inside of her.
It's incredibly difficult to remain inactive while surrounded by her hot, tight wet heat yet somehow I manage…for a little while. I grip onto her hips and feel her setting the slow yet wonderful pace were in. I can feel my fingers leaving tiny little bruises but it was either that or going at it in her at a full pace when she was just getting used to me being inside of her. I saw her face as she enveloped me in.
The longing…the passion, then as she opened her eyes and looked at me before she wrapped her arms around my neck had me sinking further into the abyss of pleasure with her. "Mamo…" she bites her lip as she continues to ride me gently. I can feel her hips begin to try to go a little bit faster but she's obviously unaware of how to proceed going forward. Instead she's going off of instinct alone and that makes me smile.
Her innocence to this is refreshing yet knowing I could corrupt her with my own dirty thoughts of what to do makes me all the more harder for her. It's this part that I wanted to keep from her even as I wrap a hand around her neck. I lurch upward and pull her in by her neck as I kiss her deeply and see how positively she responds to it. "Please…" she begs instead and rides me harder than previously.
I know I can't handle this for much longer, my needs are starting to overshadow things here as I grip her hip harder than before now to. The rhythm is speeding up as I grunt from the efforts to keep the pace slow or at the very least not painful for her. Yet she keeps pushing for more and It's getting harder and harder to NOT give in to that primal demand. I try to offset the urge by giving in just a little bit.
I pull harder on her hips, release her lips and jerk how down onto me more harshly than before and even as she rides me she begs for more. I change the positions slightly and wrap her legs more firmly around my waist and press more insistently into her. The change up only fuels the fire burning deeply within me. Yet as I increase it her encouragement only makes me lose more control over the pace.
Before I know it I have her legs pinned over her head. She's on her back on the metal floor beneath us as I'm plowing into her like there's no tomorrow. Perhaps this was nature's way of saying 'get it while you can' cause I was going into her full throttle with little to no control and she was eating it up with excitement that even my own dreams couldn't conjure up. Even in my wildest ones she wasn't this wonton.
Yet I loved it. This was better than a dream, better than a fantasy…it was real. It was mine and I was going to take all that I could get from it as she clenched and pulled at me inside of her wet tight heat. It was mere minutes later when I saw the sign of what I had been hoping for yet dreading to. I felt her orgasm hit me hard and it plunged me into my own as I saw stars and felt like temporarily blacking out for a moment.
I felt wonderfully amazing as we both took a few minutes to come down from that. "Does this really have to end?" she asked me after a few more minutes passed by. Before I could answer we heard the maintenance crew's voices flooding the intercom. We scrambled to get our clothes back on correctly as they get the elevator working properly. As we get let out and leave behind the scent of obvious sex for the workers to give me an eyebrow at we step outside as I debate on her words.
"I want more than just today…" I begin to tell her, "But we ca…" she stops me, "Again stop trying to decide for both of us. You may be a little bit older than me but you're NOT the decision maker for us both. Let's just see where the road of US leads to…and hopefully it leads us to your place to continue." I sigh as she's right. I'm not the only person in this and to not let her make a decision to is also unfair to her. I smile, lean in to kiss her then lead her back to my place and wonder what tomorrow will bring us.