Whoa!
Disclaimer: Ken Akamatsu wrote 'Love Hina' and he owns the rights. This tale written for fun, and I seek no re-dress from it.
Writer's Note: This is another in my series of one-shots featuring my favorite couple, this one has a twist at the end. Innuendo galore…
Lying there in his futon quietly as the sun came in the window on a peaceful Sunday morning, Keitaro stirred and opened his eyes.
"Whoa," he said just above a whisper.
That was because he spied Kitsune who faced away as she peacefully slept next to him.
As Keitaro began to panic, he had absolutely no recollection of how she got in here, or why she was even with him.
Stirring, Kitsune rolled over, opened her eyes and saw a horrified Keitaro as he stared back at her.
The blanket fell off her shoulder which revealed that she was totally in the nude.
She then whispered, "Ohayō, you stud you."
Leaning in, she giggled and gave Keitaro a peck on the lips.
"Whoa," he said with a stupefied comeback.
Another giggle from the Fox who took hold of a certain object.
Stunned, Keitaro heard what she just said, felt what she just did as he had absolutely no idea of what went on between them the night before.
"I can't believe how many times you took me last night, sweetie," the Fox whispered as she snuggled into him still with a firm grasp of down below, "I thought that you would break me after the eighth time."
"Whoa!" said Keitaro a little louder as the fog began to lift.
"And her…," said Kitsune with a smile as she looked past him.
When he turned over, Motoko had propped herself up on one elbow with the most brilliant smile that he had ever seen from her.
"Ohayō, my Keitaro-sama," Motoko said in a pleasant voice before she pulled him close and nearly stuck her tongue down his throat.
"Whoa!"
-The end-