Hi everyone, chapter 4 is going to be long. This, Part 1, is 16 pages long on Microsoft WORDS. Hence, I've decided to split it into 2 parts. This is for all of you who left a message / review – I was so encouraged by your lovely comments that I slept much later than usual to finish this part as fast as I can! ENJOY!
To Pandora154085: TA-DA! Second-base is here! Well, in a way, I think? In Yzak's (dirty) mind to be specific. Let me know what you think of this update? *gasps* I SPOTTED A NEW YZAKxSHIHO STORY, I CAN'T WAIT TO READ IT! *squeals in delight*
To shigatsu-sanjyunichi: Hi hi! I felt bad for taking 2 months plus to update previously... the kissing scene and the 'build up' before that were really difficult to write :( Sigh, Yzak is seriously messed up but I doubt Dearka is a gentleman. In GS, he gives me the impression that he is major playboy/ Maybe that's why Miriallia so causally shrugs off their brief romance, haha! Oh yes! I think I know what you are referring to but I think she won't let 'it' happen until Yzak realises his feelings for her. That man is taking forever! He is so slow, hehe!
To Sybretooth: Hope you will find this chapter just as good too! Let me know what you think? :D
To arika518: Hehehe! Yes, fellow Yzak fan! I find him very hot too! He gets hotter in this chapter *squeals in delight* but I must warn you. If you aren't into 'naughty stuff" in the fanfictions you read, you might be a little put off by this update. Because Yzak is being dirty-minded and naughty here. Sigh, how I really wish I was Shiho, especially in here! *wriggles eyebrows suggestively* I hope you won't bash me up by the end of Part 2. Totally agree with you, I freaking hate Chloe too! That good-for-nothing woman, argh!
To Goddess of Victory: Sorry to hear about it :( Initially, I wanted them to kiss when Yzak arrives at her apartment or after the party. I decided against it because I wanted the tension to build up. Along the way, I wanted to show two things. 1) Yzak has grown attached to Shiho – by recognising what she has done for him and how all of that became clear to him during her absence. 2) Yzak has feelings for her but has yet to realise it – by having him to recount how she makes him feel, how she was always there for him, and by having him to behave the way he did but don't know why he behave so (this part becomes clear in this update). Hope you will like this piece, more hot stuff :P
To ranneyuki: It's finally here, well, sort of, oops :P I can't wait to hear your thoughts about this update, hehe!
Disclaimer: The story is mine and characters I've created to facilitate the story-telling are mine too but I do not own Gundam SEED & Gundam SEED Destiny.
Chapter 4 (Part 1)
He threw himself on the sofa and leaned backwards, resting his head against the cushion. Pressing a hand to his chest, which was rising and falling faster than usual, he was still trying to catch his breath. His heart was beating as if he had just completed the quarterly fitness test.
Closing his eyes, he recalled the brunette's lilac eyes. Her purple orbs looked straight into his before she told him to get out.
He remembered how her eyes looked less dazed with passing second. Her slight swollen lips slowly pursed into a thin line. It was clear that a war was going on in her head. He wouldn't be surprised if she was having similar thoughts and feelings. He was clueless and anxious.
Clueless because it was first time he felt this way. He kissed girls before but none of them fried his nerves like how she did. Touching her like that was electrifying, he felt alive. If she did not break away, it is not going to end there. His upbringing will be clean-forgotten. His entire being was very much caught up in the moment, so much that the mindful part of him was nowhere to be found. He was functioning purely based on adrenaline and maybe, hormones too. It frightened him.
As much as he was reluctant to let her break the kiss, he was thankful. Shiho was not 'any other girls'. She was something else, something more. He couldn't put a finger on what these feelings were exactly but he sure didn't want to let it go. Something tells him that if he let it slipped through his fingers, he will never have it again.
The emotion he felt when he found out that she has returned to Frigore's team, bubbled in his chest. Although he had no idea why she did it, he thinks he was the reason. He didn't want her to leave again. It doesn't matter whether she leave ZAFT or return to Frigore's team. At the end of the day, she will no longer be in his team, and once again, she will be out of his reach. He doesn't want to experience that paralyzing sense of lost, and the horrible mix of longing, reminiscence, and bewilderment again.
Then it struck him. He wanted Shiho to remain by his side. However, he has no idea why. That was the reason behind his struggle, which started the moment she asked that question. "Why did you do that?"
Her purple orbs were shining with anticipation. She was looking for an answer. No, she was expecting a certain answer from him. An answer he didn't have, for now. Damn, he felt like a major jackass. Of course, she would want to know why he did it. Anyone in her shoes would. Why the hell would her boss kiss her out of the blue? Bloody hell, he would be stupefied too.
He was lucky Shiho did not slap him but told him to get out instead. Just why the hell did he kissed her for?! The strangest thing was it felt right. The lack of regret and remorse scared him. A frustrated sigh slipped as he stabbed a hand into his hair. "I don't know, Housenka. I really don't." He said quietly, almost like a whisper.
That was also why he felt anxious. He crossed the professional boundary and dragged the unsuspecting Shiho along with him. Although she started it by revealing an impending resignation and putting distance between the both of them, he was seriously out of the line. No excuse. He didn't know how to face her later. He had ruined whatever friendly or more-than-colleagues dynamics between them.
Now that he thinks about it, he hadn't done anything like this to her before and she was already holding him at arm's length. It could only mean one thing now. She is likely to redraw the professional boundary and push the line further after what had happened. However, he hopes she wouldn't do that.
Very funny, Joule. One minute you were pressing her whether the both of you are friends. The next minute, you didn't want to her to leave. Then, you kissed her for unknown reasons. Now, you are praying she doesn't draw the line with you. You are one messed up human being.
The little voice in his head mocked and he couldn't agree more. He was in a fix and a huge mess.
What if she pretends it didn't happen at all? Another voice sounded. His heart fell. Will she really do that? He hoped not.
You couldn't even answer her question, Joule. Don't be unreasonable. Just what the hell do you want?! The initial voice scolded. He sighed in defeat. If it comes to that, he will respect her decision even though it was with much reluctance. He wasn't being a gentleman or respectful towards her earlier.
He quickly took out his mobile phone from his pocket and typed a message. 'I'm in deep shit. It involves Shiho.'
Three seconds after he sent the message, his phone rang. It was Dearka, "best friend of Yzak Joule to the rescue."
"I need help here." He spoke into the phone, with one of his hands over his mouth to prevent Shiho from picking up. She has a sharp sense of hearing.
"It better be good, pal. I'm driving and you know how I hate taking calls via the earpiece-microphone thing." He immediately replied, sounding a tad irritated. Yes, that tanned blonde prefers to hold the phone to his ear during calls. He is old-school like that.
Just as the platinum blonde was about to speak, his friend continued. "I'm looking forward to hear that you and Shiho are giving the party a miss because things between both of you got out of hand in a good way. And now, you need my advice on how you are going to confess your feelings to Shiho after she wakes up."
Yzak took a couple of seconds to register what the tanned blonde had blabbered about. Then it struck him. Dearka, you sick kid. Is there anything else is in your head other than Miriallia and sex?!
"Oh! And I hope you didn't wear her out. I presume she was a virgin. To be honest, that was kind of fast. All that had happened within an hour, from the time I called you earlier." He added happily.
That was it; his best friend's imaginative ways were getting overboard. "What the fuxk?! We didn't, ok? Is that all you can think about?"
After a moment of silence, the tanned blonde shot back. "Then what's the deep shit you are in? Your text message said it involves Shiho." He sounded disappointed and confused.
"Long story short. I kissed her and she asked me why I did that. I don't know how to answer her and she told me to get out so she can dress up for the party." Yzak briefly described. He unknowingly stood up and started pacing up and down. The hand over his mouth was now jabbed into his silver locks in frustration. God, he felt so hopeless! He was lost, frustrated and anxious.
"Did she kissed you back? Give me some details here." Dearka asked.
"Does it matter? Why are you even asking me this?! I swear, Dearka, if you are using this for your entertainment-" His voice got louder with each word, so was his temper.
"Chill, buddy. It's important, just answer my question." Dearka ordered, half-laughing at his friend. That dense man finally made a move on Shiho. Like FINALLY! He kissed her. What a move, a big one too! His best friend is full of surprises.
"She was shocked at first but she did respond." He clipped. Dearka better give him some pretty good advice here and shut his mouth. If this gets out, he has the means to handle it. From what had happened during dinner with Jordan and Chloe Hahnenfuss, Shiho won't be able to. Unless the Hahnenfuss family intervene, she was on her own and will have to go under radar for a while. That part worries him. She was innocent, he started it. He was the one who grabbed her.
His friend's sudden burst of laughter snapped him back to reality. "Respond as in she kissed you back? She didn't push you away right?"
Yzak let out a frustrated sigh. Get on with the advice already! "It went on for a short while before she broke away. She didn't push me away."
"Awesome, but you, my friend, are the world's biggest jerk." His friend rejoiced for a second before the tone changed into a mild chiding.
The platinum blonde's blood boil immediately. "What the f-"
Dearka quickly cut him off. "Uh-uh. Before you breathe fire at me, let me ask one more question. Did she do anything to you before she told you to get out? I need details, bro. You are not giving me any."
"Like I've said, she asked me why I kissed her. She went silent for a couple of seconds, looked at me, and asked that question. Goodness, Dearka! You think I don't know I was being an ass? I am fully aware of it but I don't know what I should do or say to her! That is why we are having this conversation. You are supposed to be the guru here. Other than Brenda, you know I don't bother with serious relationships."
The tanned blonde snorted and a dry laugh slipped. "Please, the one you had with Brenda. Hah! The equation was wrong to begin with. It was an politically-driven arranged marriage. Thank God you called it off before her lack of logical reasoning rubs off on you. I swear her brain is wired differently from any human being in this universe."
Yzak shook his head absently, he didn't want to talk about it. He has no idea how couples in arranged marriage, especially political one, keep it going. He sure as hell, doesn't want to find out. Ever. He will fall in love and get married. Otherwise, he shall remain single. No arranged marriage, ever again.
Back then, he was too young to be married but settled for being engaged. He made an effort to work it out by getting to know Brenda – as per his parents' request. It was tough at the beginning because he have to constantly remind himself to be less caustic, cut the dry humour, and slipped into the facade of being well-mannered son of the highly-respected Ezalia and Isaac Joule. Slowly, he liked her enough to go through the dates and do 'couple stuffs' without lamenting. However, everything changed when the war broke out and he enrolled into ZAFT Military Academy. In the end, he called off the engagement and the arranged marriage was not happening. Case close. "Back to the topic, Dearka."
"Do you know how lucky you are? Shiho is an angel, you know. She could have slapped you for doing that. Miriallia hi-five my face when I did that. OUCH!" It sounded as if someone hit his arm. "Ok, my bad. I grabbed her for a kiss the moment she opens the door. And that was a month we broke up, you know, not seeing each other." He quickly added.
The platinum blonde stopped pacing immediately as realisation struck him. There is only one person who is likely to be with him at this moment. "Oh my god. Is Miriallia with you now? Like, in your car and she is listening in?!"
"Hi Yzak!" A feminine voice hesitantly greeted from the other side. "I didn't mean to eavesdrop but Dearka was too annoyed with the earpiece so he unplugged it and put you on speaker. Sorry."
"Do me a favour and don't let this get out? And hi." Yzak replied awkwardly.
A short chuckled sounded from the woman. "It's safe with me. Mind if I give my thoughts?"
"Okay." He replied politely. No point in being curt to his best friend's girl. He needed all the help he can get.
"I don't know what happened before you did that but you crossed the line. You also invaded her personal space. You should apologise to her. Because you didn't spare a thought about her feelings back there. Plus, you don't want to give her an impression that you can simply budge in and do as you please, do you? You may be her commanding officer at work but you are on equal grounds now that both of you are off-duty." Miriallia reasoned, and the little voice in his head spoke up immediately.
Well done, Joule. That was exactly what you did. You went into her room and enter her bathroom while she was dressing up. You did as you pleased.
Taking in the moment of silence, the Natural's gasp caught his attention. "Oh my god. You literally did that, didn't you?"
Yzak contemplated for a second if he should reveal any more information but decided to go with it. Miriallia is a woman. She will be able to give him insights on how Shiho felt about it, and perhaps advise what he can do as remedy. "We have a bit of disagreement earlier. I got worked up when she drew the line with me."
He can hear Dearka laughed at the background and immediately reacted. "What's so funny?"
"She drew the line with you?" Amusement still evident in his best friend's voice. He was fishing for details again.
Yzak sighed, wondering if all these details matters in helping him face the brunette. "She said that my personal affairs is none of her concern. She emphasized that I'm her boss and she is just my subordinate. She found out my mother was trying to match make me with Chloe." Her half-sister. He left that part out intentionally. If Shiho wants to make that titbit of information known, she will see to it herself.
Miriallia sighed at the end of the phone. "I think you should apologise her. Don't expect her to forgive you straightaway though."
He nodded to himself but started pacing again. Something felt lacking still. "Shouldn't I be saying more? Saying sorry and leaving it as that doesn't sound ... I don't know, enough?"
The Natural contemplated for a couple of seconds before replying. "What else do you want to add? You said she asked why you kiss her and you couldn't answer her. Do you have the answer to that question now?"
The platinum blonde gritted his teeth in frustration. That question again! Why did she have to ask that question?! Ok, he take that back. Why the hell did he not have the answer?! If he was able to answer her, he wouldn't be talking to Miriallia and Dearka now! And put up with their interrogation! Then again, why did he have to kiss her? Why does her leaving his side affects him so much? Just what the hell is wrong with him?! Good God! He is so fuxked up!
"No. I don't know why I did it. So there is no way I am able to answer her question." He replied. And then, he lost it.
"I'm not going to say that it is a mistake because it wasn't. It didn't felt like it was." He continued, feeling the need to explain himself, unaware that his volume was getting higher as he went on. In sync with his anger, at himself. "Bloody hell, I have been wanting to kiss her ever since I stepped in. I don't know what is wrong with me. It all started back then when she saw how shaken I was and stayed. I don't know why it happens, where it came from or how it got worse with every single day. It just creeps up to me and bugs me no end. Today was worse than any other day. I know I was out of line. I'm apologising because I didn't give her a chance to say no but I am not sorry for kissing her. I didn't regret it - "
"Yzak?" A familiar voice sounded and he froze. His entire being went still. His back rigid and his foot felt rooted to the ground. All because the voice belongs to Shiho. A quick recall on what he has spoken to the couple – he was so worked up and had totally forgotten about his volume. Now that he thinks about it, his ears were ringing slightly from it.
Oh god... There is no way she did not hear what he had said.
His ears picked up the sound of her feet tapping on the floor. It grew louder and closer. No doubt she was walking towards him. What is he going to do? One word now. Shit.
He jumped a little as one of her cold hands touched his. Gently tugging his mobile phone out of his gasp, she ended the call and placed it on the coffee table beside them.
With a few more steps, she appeared in front of him. Her lilac orbs was no longer dulled with disappointment. A hint of warmth swirled in them. A small smile graced her pouty lips, which was stained in a natural-shade of coral. It was not the usual bright smile she gave when he shows up for their discussions and private meetings on classified projects. Neither was it the tight smile she secretly gave him during formal meetings. How should he put it? She was not as upset as before but there was something about the smile that implied that she was... guarded. Okay, he can't find the right words but one thing was for sure. He was the cause of it.
"You don't have to apologise for what happened earlier." She finally spoke. The small smile was half-way to becoming the polite smile she had during his earlier attempts to find out more about her trip to Japan. Nonetheless, the smile and her words made him felt worse. He would prefer her to yell at him or ignore him out of anger.
His shoulders slumped under the invisible weight of being a jerk. "No, I have to. I didn't spare a thought for your feelings..." He swallowed and took a deep breath.
"I'm sorry... I-I shouldn't have." He said softly, quickly looking away. He never felt so bad before and nervous about how her reaction is going to be.
Silence stretched for a couple of seconds before he felt her cold hands – one on each of his face, gently making him look at her once more. She was wearing a frown and he froze immediately. What did he do wrong now?
"You shouldn't have kissed me without me giving a sign or you shouldn't have kissed me at all?" She asked quietly. He wasn't sure if he was imagining it but her voice shook a little towards the end.
He sighed in defeat and exasperation, "please, Shiho. Don't make this any more awkward than it already is."
The frown etched on her face became deeper. It almost evolved into an expression of annoyance. "Answer me, Yzak. You said that you didn't regret it. So what is it that you shouldn't have?" She snapped.
He pursed his lips as he returned her frown. At the corner of her sight, his hands were clenched until the knuckles were white. She waited but no words came. She didn't know whether it was his pride or as Dearka has mentioned - he was that hopeless when it comes to girls and relationships. It seemed like she has no choice but to push his button, "I thought I've heard wrongly when you said to Miriallia and Dearka that you didn't regret kissing me. That it didn't felt like a mistake... so it was a lie. You regretted kissing me. You liar."
Just as she turned around to walk away, an arm wrapped around her shoulders while another circled her waist. She was pulled backwards against a solid wall of flesh separated by cotton and denim. She shuddered as warm breath tickled her ear.
"I don't regret it, Housenka. That is the problem. I don't and it shouldn't be like this. It doesn't feel wrong. I shouldn't be feeling this way." Him speaking softly into her ear reignited the fire that made her want to kiss him all over again.
"I'm sorry, Shiho. I really am... for not sparing a thought for your feelings and giving you a chance to say no." He said softly into her ears. She almost shudder at his tone. He had never spoken in such a tone before. Not when she comforted him after the firing of Requiem. It was different from speaking in low volume. Gentle was a better word to describe it. Yet, there was something more lacing his words. Something she couldn't put a finger on it but it resembles the sensation of giant sheet of silk caressing her entire being. Its lightness and the way it wraps around the wearer and warms to body temperature like a second skin, giving the feeling of warmth and cosy. She wanted to turn around and hug him, telling him that it was alright. It was good enough, and that she forgave him.
"I just can't come up with the answer you are looking for but it wasn't to trick you into staying..." He continued, with voice wavering at the end.
When she didn't respond, he tightened his arms around her and gave a little squeeze. His lips brushed against the upper edge of her left ear, unknowingly causing boiling hot blood to rush to the spot which he is now playfully nipping. She immediately closed her eyes and brought her shaky hands to latch onto his. She wasn't exactly standing right now. She was leaning against him. If he take a step back, she would fall because her legs are no different from wobbly jellies.
"Tell me what I should do now. Whatever dynamic, that good thing we had, between us is gone, and I ruined it. I don't know what I should do to get it back."
Her heart ached upon hearing those words he said into her ear, in a low husky voice – almost like a whisper. Desperation hung heavy at his every word. He sounded so lost, helpless and defeated. Before she could rein it in, her heartfelt response slipped past her lips. "It will never be gone, Yzak..."
She swallowed as the truth dawned upon on her. No matter how hard she try to let go of her feelings for him, it was never going to happen. He will always have a way to thwart her efforts and make her fell deeper. Whatever she feels for him has become more than a harmless admiration (in the beginning), which later morphed into a stupid infatuation. Now, she doesn't know what it is anymore. All she knew was her heart has long decided that she will go with whatever he ask of her. Just a few words from him and this sweet contact, the long-drawn battle with herself was lost. There was no need to resist and bash herself over it. This is what her heart desires. Even if it means signing her death warrant, watching him falls in love with another woman and marries that lucky girl.
She felt his arms around her loosened and gently caressing her arms as they slid up to her shoulders. With a gentle nudge, he got her to turn around but her eyes remained closed. She couldn't bring herself to look at him. She was too afraid to know his response to her words.
"Shiho..."
He was close to her, awfully close. She could feel the tingling of his breath brushing against her cheeks. He placed his hand on the small of her back, while the other hand tilted her chin upwards. His simple touch sent sparks up her spine. She shuddered.
"Look at me... please?" He asked softly, plea lacing his words. She reluctantly opened her eyes only to find his beautiful blue eyes gazing into hers.
"What was that about?"
She took small quivering breaths, before she looked away. A defeated sigh left her lips. She gave up. There was no point in fighting it. It seems the more she resist, the more he presses on, and her feelings grow. This is only time she couldn't find it in her to stand up to him. She was drowning and there was no way of getting out. Might as well let the choppy waves carry her along.
"Until the day you decided that you don't need this synergy anymore... and that you don't need me anymore, it will never be gone. It will never go away. Unless you want me to, I will never go away." She said, with a shaky voice that almost sounded like a whisper.
Silence stretched for several seconds, which felt like years. Just when she was about to open her eyes to see the shock in his blue orbs, his warm fingers left her chin and her back; slowly worked their way up, leaving a trail of fire.
Relief washed over him as he released the breath he didn't know he was holding. He finally have her word that she wasn't going anywhere. However, he doesn't get why she would think that he will ever want her to leave. It was something he cannot comprehend. Why would he do such a thing? Why would he want her to be gone? He will never do that to her. He will never want that to happen. Never again is he going through those miserable days without her by his side. Worst scenario, he did rather Dearka leave, than her.
He cradled her face and tilted it so he can gaze into those lilac orbs that are now shut tight. Her expression was a confusing mix of tenderness and defeat. The alien emotion, which warmed his entire being and filled him with the burning need to hold and kiss the woman in front of him, was back. It returned with vengeance. If she is going to 'hi-five' his face, so be it. As he had unintentionally admitted to Miriallia and Dearka, he wanted to kiss her the moment he stepped into her apartment. After their first encounter in his office, he became curious about her. That curiosity grew into an insatiable itch. He often found himself wondering how it feels to run his hands through her pin-straight hair, how she manage keep the purple ribbon of her low ponytail from slipping, and many others. Now this insatiable itch has become a burning need.
His thumbs gently caressing her cheeks, silently urging her to open her eyes, which she did.
Her pale purple eyes were glowing with a strange emotion. It felt as if she was looking at him in a whole new perspective. Something which he doesn't want, correction, dare to find out. However, one thing was for sure.
"It won't happen. That day will never come." He said softly, gazing deep into her eyes. The need to see those pale amethyst orb twinkle with joy was stronger than ever.
The brunette felt her heart stopped beating a second when those words left his lips. Yzak has never spoken in such manner before. It felt... tender, in a loving way. Was she dreaming? If she was, she never want to wake up.
He felt her cold hands over his warmer one on her right cheek. Her eyes closed as she kept his hand in place. Then it struck him, she was leaning into his touch. His heart skipped a beat at the sight of the brunette relishing his touch. A wave of indescribable tenderness and warmth washed over him, while the foreign emotion enveloped his heart.
Good God, he has never felt this way before. Kissing her earlier was like waking up from a long slumber, his senses were refreshed and very much sensitive to every touch. Sensations, he had never experienced, hammered deep into his heart. Holding her in his arms, and seeing her leaning to his touch was like experiencing a gentle breeze – something small, soothing, and yet, you wanted more.
Before he registered what he was doing, he pressed his lips lightly against her forehead. She let out a breathy sigh.
That sound again. That sound he wanted to hear badly since their first kiss. That sound which set him ablaze with the maddening need to be close to her, to be touch her. That sound which make him want to step further into the forbidden boundary drawn up by Shiho.
His lips slid downwards and peppered these little gestures of affection on her nose and cheeks. Much to his surprise, a stifled giggle came from the brunette. Who would have thought the stoic Major Hahnenfuss is easily tickled? He chuckled to himself. He made the mental note for later as he finally reach her soft, petal-smooth pouts. He brushed his lips gently across hers, a sweet prelude of what was about to come.
He teased the corner of her mouth gently with light fleeting kisses and was rewarded with hitches in breath, stifled giggles and purr-like whimpers. All that were encouraging, fanning the fire in him bigger.
Unknown to him, his butterfly kisses were making blood rush to her head, causing her to feel light-headed. While her heart was all warm and fuzzy, chill ran up and down her spine for countless number of time. He is the only one capable of making her feel this way. Only him. Yzak Joule, known for his fiery temper and snide remarks, is capable of affectionate gestures. That tiny bit of knowledge makes her smile.
She brought her hands to his unyielding chest, only to realise he was as heated as she was. Her hands continued with their ascent. She doesn't know why but she like to touch his collarbones. Her slender fingers brushed their length in an unhurried fashion, enjoying the feeling of his smooth hot skin under her cooler fingertips. She felt the rumble of an almost inaudible moan.
Something in her snapped at that husky, very sexy sound.
She immediately ran her fingertips through his hair, and pulled him in. She didn't know what was holding him back but she want that toe-curling assault on her lips, now. Right now.
She could feel him smile through the kiss and suddenly, all the sweetness was gone. His hands slid down to her waist and roughly pressed her against him. He began kissing her, hard. It felt as if he was trying to convince her not to leave go – reminding her of the desperation in his words from earlier.
She jumped as she felt him glide his tongue against her lower lip. Unsure, she parted her lips beneath his, and that was when the fire consuming both of them from within exploded into an inferno.
His tongue slid against hers, and a muffled squeak escaped from her, bringing whatever the fire in him to a fever pitch. He brought a hand up to tilt her head to the side and deepened the kiss. His hand then slid down a little, pressing against her shoulder blades, pressing her even closer to him before they moved up along her shoulders, her neck, and into her hair. He toyed with the ends before tangling his fingers in the strands again. All these while his mouth taking complete possession of hers.
Shiho soon found herself straining up towards him, wrapping her arms around his neck as his arms slipped downwards again, around her waist, pulling her against him for the umpteenth time. Their lips moved together. His mouth explored hers ravenously, like he was searching for something—she didn't know what, but she was more than happy to give it. She shyly traced his hot invading flesh with her tongue and was rewarded a low groan of pleasure from him.
Just when she thought she was slowly but surely getting addicted to his sweet assault on her lips, he sent her over the edge again. While he took his time to explore her mouth, leading her through a slow dance filled with sensual strokes and occasional thrusts, his arms tightened around her, bringing her soft front fully pressed against his firm chest. She whimpered at that mind-numbing friction, coupled with pure pleasure of exploring his mouth. It was too much for her to handle.
She didn't know how it happened but she was now laying on the sofa. As she felt the soft cushions against her back. Another realisation hit her, he was on top of her. No longer holding her to him, he lightly pressed against her, making her sink a little deeper into the cushions. She whimpered again. This time, it tangled with a drawn-out moan of pleasure. His mind is too foggy to think straight, but caught the sound loud and clear. A sultry version of the soft mewing sounds made by kittens. Then again, it didn't matter. He liked it and craved for more. What scares him was knowing that he will never get tired of it.
He shuddered as her hands drifted down the entire length of his back. Fingers linger along the back of his shoulders and took their own sweet time to explore his upper back. How these harmless, feather-like touches affected him was a big surprise. Something that has never happen before. While he was no stranger to sexual relationships and affectionate gestures, he was always in control, and aware of his actions and surroundings.
Right now, he can't say the same. He was losing it. Her sexy little whimpers, dainty pants for air, and gentle caress knocked the breath out of him. All that became an intoxicating mix, reducing his brain into a useless mush. The mindful part of him was nowhere to be found.
If she keeps this up...
He let out a heated groan in between kisses. She was doing it again. Her fingers were tracing his shoulder blades and the rest of his upper back at random, as if she was feeling for something. She was patting, touching and gently pressing her hands against his sweater. Damn! He had a sweater on and her touch was already pushing his limit. He can't imagine what it will feel like touching her skin to skin. He may just go up in flame and completely lose himself in her.
Shit. In her?
No, no, no. You aren't Dearka and this is Shiho you are talking about!
That's right. He have to pry himself away from her before he give in to the consuming need. He wanted to feel her cool hands touching him directly on the skin, like how a man stranded on desert craved for water. The sheer intensity frightens him. The thought of removing his sweater and t-shirt was dangerously tempting. Hell, he would rip the blouse off her the moment he goes topless. The memory of her perky, rosy mounts under the drenched white top from earlier flashed in his mind. Good God! He can't take it anymore!
He abruptly broke the kiss and retreat enough to look into her eyes. Although her lilac orbs widened slightly with surprise, they were clouded with desire. "Hmm?" She half-moaned a questioning noise while eye lids hung heavy, threatening to cut off her dreamy purple eyes from his sight.
Her hands glided back to his shoulders while her fingers lazily traced his collarbones again. He shut his eyes tight and hung his head low. He groaned huskily. The sensation of her cold digits ghosting along his heated skin made him regret breaking the kiss.
"Are you alright?" She finally spoke, her voice light and breathy from the hot escapade earlier. She brought one of her hands to a side of his face and cradled it, her thumb gently caressing his cheek. Her eyes were glowing with unspoken affection, as she smiled at him tenderly.
His hand covered hers and held it there for a little longer. Closing his eyes, he savoured the feeling of her smaller hands under his bigger and much warmer one. He sighed at the feeling of contentment. He could get used to this. It was a simple touch and yet, it made him feel complete. He gently removed her hands from his face and brought it to his lips. Pressing a kiss to every finger and finally, the centre of her palm.
"I hope I didn't scare you..." he said quietly into her hand while gazing into her eyes.
She smiled again and shook her head.
"Am I crushing you?" He asked, voice gruff from earlier. He was still catching his breath! He wondered what it will be like if he had not pull back and everything escalated from there.
It will definitely be one very hot sex.
He is likely to go at it until he or Shiho was entirely spent, flat-out exhausted. The feel of Shiho's soft and sweaty body against his, her long toned legs wrapped tightly around his waist, her back arched and hips moving in sync with his to meet each thrust, will probably be seared so deep into his mind and body that he may never recover from it.
He went rigid at that sudden thought. No, no, no! None of that, Yzak Joule! Decent thoughts!
"Nope." She replied, but her cheeks were turning red. She squirmed a little and was looking to the left and right while her fingers fidgeted.
He was about to ask her when she looked at him. Cheeks were impossibly red as she said meekly. "A-are you comfortable like this? D-does it hurts?"
He frowned at her question for a second before she squirmed again and it dawned upon him. Oh no. Shit. How he wish that he was on the ground now and it opens up to swallow him.
She was referring to a certain male anatomy of his, which was, well, very much awake. Now that he recalls, he had the raging hard-on since the moment he held her to him, before her promise, before he started kissing her. He doesn't consider his 'there' small. Neither was it exceptionally large but taking in their current position, him on top of her, she must have felt it. No wonder she was squirming earlier.
He shifted a little. Yeap, it was jabbing her alright. Oh god, he was going to die of embarrassment.
"It doesn't but ... this must be so awkward for you." He said, looking into her purple eyes for any kind of indication.
She chewed her lips for a moment before a shy smile appeared, "this is a first..."
His jaw dropped, "you mean... you have never been with a guy? Like this?" he asked, with his index finger pointing back and forth, referring to what had happened moments ago. He then recalled the incident in the cafeteria earlier and what Lacus revealed about the brunette. She never had a boyfriend.
"What happened earlier, that was your first kiss?!" He blurted out in shock.
The blush staining her cheeks turned redder and she nodded. "Didn't you notice how terrible I was...?"
He blinked a couple of times, bewilderment was written all over his face. "Were you? At what?"
She looked at him in disbelief before looking away. "All that, you know, what we did. The kissing and touching... making out." Her voice grew softer with each words. By the time she was done, she sounded like a mouse. She chewed on her lips again, and he realised it became another thing about her he found adorable. A turn-on too. He wanted to kiss her all over again. And he did. He kissed her forehead, surprising himself and her.
She directed her gaze back at him, purple eyes widened in a mix of surprise and puzzlement. "Yzak..."
"I don't think that can be considered as making out... and you weren't terrible. I like it-" He froze as his words sank in.
HOLY SHIT. WHAT THE FUXK DID YOU JUST SAY, YOU DUMB ASS! That little voice was right.
"You don't have to make me feel better." Her almost flat tone snapped him back to reality. Her warm purple eyes are turning cold by the seconds. Oh no, this is not a good sign. She was upset with him.
"No, I-" His attempt to correct her was cut off as she roughly shoved him backwards. Wow, this woman has quite a bit of strength. Probably because she is annoyed. Thank God for his quick reflexes or he will be on the floor now.
With him off her, she quickly sat up. By then, her lilac orbs became dull and she was giving him that steely stare. "Look, Yzak-"
Sigh, he really hate it when Shiho has that look and goes Ice Queen on him.
He gripped her shoulder and gave a light squeeze to silence her, for now. "I mean it, Housenka! Every single word. I know it sounds absurd to you. This is your first kiss – how can that not be terrible? I get it but it wasn't, ok? Because I like it. Damn it! If I could, I will kiss you again. You don't have the slightest idea on the thoughts and images flashing in my head earlier."
Double sigh. This is what happens when he talks while being irritated. He speaks his mind, literally. This is one of the many effects Shiho has on him. It happens every time she is with him. She makes him say things he doesn't say to most people. Things he kept to himself because it was unnecessary for others to know, and were purely his views. Most of the time, it was too dry or caustic for people to accept or comprehend. Except for Shiho. She often finds them amusing – she will either burst into laughter or add on to it, making him laugh with her.
"No, I don't. Care to share?" Her voice carried a hint of challenge in them. And she raised an eyebrow at him. His hands clenched into tight fists immediately. This Shiho now is worse than the Ice Queen. This Shiho pushes his button. She is playing with fire.
"Not sharing? Just as I thought, I was that bad. Yzak, I did rather you be honest with me-"
In a flash, Yzak pinned her down on the sofa and quickly held both her hands above her head. He lowered himself on to her, brought his face a mere breath away from her. His hands slid down her arms, and fingers sneakily brushed the side of her breast as they slid past and settled on her hips. One hand wrapped around her waist while the other moved to the small of her back.
With a quick jerk, he arched her back upwards. Her hips pressed against his. Flames licked her cheeks as she felt his engorged length. Yzak is... big. Okay, she has zero experience or exposure to guys in this way but there is no way his will be considered as small. No way. Not by a long shot.
Realisation hit her. He had settled himself between her legs and had them wrapped around his waist. All that happened a couple of seconds ago.
His hot breath at her ear brought her back to reality. "The clothes are off. I was pounding into you. Hard and deep. Just so you know, you weren't falling behind. You met me at every stroke." He whispered, brushing his lips along the shell of her ear and began to nip the edge playfully. Oh God, her sexy little whimpers!
"Remember when I said what we did wasn't making out?" He said huskily, in between open and wet kisses he started planting along her neck. She moaned in response. She couldn't feel her limbs. How can mere kisses do this to her?
"Before we were going at it like wild bunnies, I was dying to remove my sweater and top. Then, yours will follow. I wanted to see those rosy peaks, Shiho. I wanted to feel them in my hands. I wanted to taste them. I still do. And that is making out." His voice took a low and seductive turn with every word.
His fingers lazily ran along the curve of her breasts. It felt like a jolt of electricity ran through her. "Ahhh!" She called out at the pleasure that crashed down on her. She arched her back at the sudden sensation and immediately shuddered at the sweet pressure from having his boner jabbing her.
"Shiho..." The platinum blonde moaned through gritted teeth, enjoying the rush of pleasure from the bucking of her hips against his.
So responsive...
Someone save him. What has he gotten himself into? This woman really knows how to push his buttons. All of it.
END
I have a feeling that I might receive a notice to change the rating to M, or a notice that someone has complaint about the inappropriate content for a T-rated story. As long as you guys like it and are going to stick around until the end, regardless of the (possible) change in rating, I'm good :)
I hope you like this. Take this as my way of saying thank you for all the encouragements you lovely people have given me. The PMs and reviews.
As mentioned, Chapter 4 is going to be long... I hope to upload the remaining part latest by mid February. However, I have to let you know that you are not going to like what is coming but it is necessary. You may want to consider this as my way of saying sorry in advance for what is going to happen to Shiho in Part 2.
Not to worry, I'm not going to kill her. Yzak and Shiho going to be together (alive & well) in the end, I promise!
Keep the messages and reviews coming in, I love to hear from you! Thanks again!