Chapter 10: Hungry
At first it was only a few coughs so Eriol shrugged it off. However, her coughing grew prolific. He finally came to conscious and propped his head up in the air. The room was dark. The sun sunk into the ocean and the light of the moon shown bright through her window.
He looked down to find his arms still wrapped Tomoyo's now thrashing body. He let go of her to give her some room.
He sat up on the bed and blindly grasped for his glasses. He reached out and turned the knob on the lamp and flinched from the light that emanated from it. He focused his eyes and half laid himself next to Tomoyo's body and stroked the lines of her cough-stricken face.
She hesitated from his cold touch and continued her strings of wheezing and panting. He urged himself off the bed but he heard a god-awful gasp and he whipped around in alarm.
She was awake. Eyes opened to its fullest and mouth covered with hands. She was surprised.
" Eriol?!"
" Hey." He flashed her his famous smirk.
She quickly wiped her mouth and stuck it down her covers.
" What are you doing here? You and Kaho... you're supposed to be---."
He quickly gaited to the edge of her divan. Placing a finger over her lips, he hushed her.
" Shhhh. It's ok. It's ok. It's me."
She directed her gaze elsewhere to avoid the stare Eriol aimed at her.
There was this long awkward quietness that filled the room.
It was hard not to ask her how she was doing. Better yet, what was going on. She never gave him straight answers though. At least not anymore. So he slowly pried his way into finding the truth his own way.
" How have you been doing, Tomoyo?"
" I'm all right, I guess." The sweet, pure ring of her voice rang so silent that it was hardly audible to Eriol's ears.
Her jaded gray eyes snapped quickly to his. She was anxious. He could tell.
" What of you and Kaho? Why are you here? You're supposed to be on your honeymoon. What happened?"
Eriol heaved a sigh. " You know, Tomoyo. Not everything is about Kaho and me. You never showed up to my wedding. You promised, Tomoyo. You promised."
She looked down at the mattress. " I'm so sorry, Eriol. I was ... delayed."
" You never break your promises to me. You are always there when you say you will be."
" I'm sorry, Eriol. I wasn't there for you. I'm sorry I'm never there for you anymore."
He guiltily gulped. " No, no, Tomoyo. Don't say that. Don't ever say that. You're there for me than I ever was to you. I never should've said that because... I know, that even when you're not there, you're there in spirit." He looked up to meet her face.
She promptly tore away from his gawk and leaned over to grab the piece of tissue from its dispenser box.
A few reoccurring coughs took place and she too stuck the tissue under the covers.
" Why do you do that?"
"Do what?" She questioned naively.
" That." He gestured at her hands fixed under her bed sheets. He moved in closer to her. So close, she felt his breath upon her nose.
He whispered ever so airily to her. " Why do you recoil from me, Tomoyo? Why do you hide?"
She pulled away from him and remained her constant gape at his hands that rested upon her leg.
He tipped her chin. Tired eyes met his own. " What's wrong, Tomoyo?"
He couldn't take it anymore. He was tormented with longing desire. Hungry to taste her. He was so close to her that his nose brushed against her and all he had to do was lower his lips and trap hers in his own.
He pushed away a lock of hair that fell upon her porcelain face. His voice reduced to a childlike pleading. " Tomoyo..."
She was lost in his pools of dark raging water. She blithely answered him in the same volume of murmur. " Yes..." His fingers caressed her face ever so lightly. The voice of young master Eriol reemerged in its ingenuous mumble. " Can I keep you?"
She broke, but nevertheless opened her tearing eyes to him. " You'll always have me."
He pushed himself closer to her frail body, trying to savor every breathing moment they had together. " You haunt me, Tomoyo." He rested his head against her and whispered into her ear. " You're everywhere I go."
Closing his eyes, he compelled himself against her body, further breaking any personal barriers existing between them.
His arm slipped around her body and he held her closer to him.
He pulled his head back a bit and attempted to kiss her.
She pulled away.
" You can't do this to Kaho."
He whimpered, but continued his pursue to finding her lips. " She won't have to know."
He won. He trapped her. Carefully meeting her petal soft lips and then mildly ravaging his way through them. He was gentle, though. Always gentle as he lowered her down to the bed.
With his hand behind her head and one holding her waist, he slowly moved over her.
He was avid in his hunt to flavor every crevice of her mouth.
She desperately relished the moment and even let loose a burning moan, but she had to hold strong. She couldn't go losing herself now. She had to come back for all their sakes.
Her hands crept to his jaw and she tenderly released him from her. He was still ravenous, though. She felt his harsh breathing against her nose as he caught his breath and lightly met his forehead with her own.
She painfully closed her eyes and said what she had to say.
" We must end this, Eriol. We can't go on like this."
He issued a whine. " No... we can't go on like this. We have to do this. I need you, Tomoyo. More than you could ever fathom."
He became savage. He pushed harder against her skin. He grabbed her arms and wrang aimlessly.
She silently cried out. " Please, Eriol. Stop it." But he wouldn't stop. She agonizingly pushed him off and away of her, but he held on to strong. His hands started to roam. Stroking her neck and then slowly, but surely down to her waist where it then he soon slid his body down to her naval.
Lightly planting butterfly kisses upward. He knew she tried to resist, but he teased her more. Until she fell limp.
She no longer resisted. He felt no pressure against his shoulders or arms. He stopped with his kisses and swiftly looked up.
She stared lifelessly at the ceiling. She made no movement.
He strived to cease his abrasive gasps and hurriedly pushed himself to the height of her face.
" Tomoyo..."
She's doing it again. Doing the same exact thing she did when they were on the sandy beach that one afternoon with her glazed over look.
Not responding.
He continued his uncontrollably callous breathing, but no longer in passion. His hands began to shake. He shook her gently once more.
" T-T-Tomoyo?"
No answer.
" Tomoyo..."
She made no retort.
" I-I-I'm sorry. I'm sorry Tomoyo. Tomoyo? I-I-I went to far. I know. I'm so desperately sorry. Won't you say something, Tomoyo? Tomoyo?"
He continued caressing her face until she finally met his eyes.
" I couldn't make you stop. So I stopped. I-I didn't want you to do something that you would regret for the rest of your life."
He still was half on top of her staring face to face with her avoiding eyes.
" Look at me." She rejected his demand.
He tilted her chin until she did look at him.
" Nothing I do with you can ever make me regret." A hot tear fell from his eyes fogging his thin, black-rimmed glasses.
She lifted a hand and fingered his face, taking off his glasses.
" The only thing that would make me regret is losing you to someone else."
She was shattered by the very thought of ever leaving him.
" I'll always be with you."
He kissed her again. A slow, passionate, loving kiss that tempted him, once again, to go beyond the safe borders. He started to feel her hesitated.
" Ok, ok." He reluctantly let go and lightly touched her nose with his forehead.
He rested his head against her neck once again and simply laid there motionless with her. Silence in their lives once again consumed them.
" How much do you love, Kaho?"
He jerked uneasily on the bed and propped himself upon his elbow.
" I'll always love you more."
She felt the pit of her stomach fall through.
" Do you really?"
" Yes."
" For how long?"
He searched deep in her eyes and lowered his head and whispered into her ear.
" Forever."
She swam adrift in his eyes and then asked the question he didn't want to answer the most.
" Do you love her at all?"
" Kaho, you mean?"
She didn't dare utter the name. She just looked away and solemnly replied.
" You know who I'm talking about."
He sighed. " Yes, I do love her."
" Then why do you do this to her?"
" Because it's for us."
" No, Eriol. No, no, no, no..."
He lightly grasped her chin and forced her to see him. " It's for us, Tomoyo."
" Eriol..." A whisper.
He watched her silently and questionably.
" Eriol, we have to end this. It's sinful."
" Then sins never felt so good." She finally successfully pushed him away and sat up against the bed post with him next to her.
She lounged her head back to the side in hopes of signaling him to do the same.
He didn't want to meet her, though.
" Eriol..." She softly tugged on his shirt sleeve.
He carelessly stared forward.
She slid herself closer to him to catch his attention, however unsuccessful it was.
It was her turn to whisper into his ear now.
Something that reminded him to come back to reality and something he couldn't stop from taking place.
At first it was only a few coughs so Eriol shrugged it off. However, her coughing grew prolific. He finally came to conscious and propped his head up in the air. The room was dark. The sun sunk into the ocean and the light of the moon shown bright through her window.
He looked down to find his arms still wrapped Tomoyo's now thrashing body. He let go of her to give her some room.
He sat up on the bed and blindly grasped for his glasses. He reached out and turned the knob on the lamp and flinched from the light that emanated from it. He focused his eyes and half laid himself next to Tomoyo's body and stroked the lines of her cough-stricken face.
She hesitated from his cold touch and continued her strings of wheezing and panting. He urged himself off the bed but he heard a god-awful gasp and he whipped around in alarm.
She was awake. Eyes opened to its fullest and mouth covered with hands. She was surprised.
" Eriol?!"
" Hey." He flashed her his famous smirk.
She quickly wiped her mouth and stuck it down her covers.
" What are you doing here? You and Kaho... you're supposed to be---."
He quickly gaited to the edge of her divan. Placing a finger over her lips, he hushed her.
" Shhhh. It's ok. It's ok. It's me."
She directed her gaze elsewhere to avoid the stare Eriol aimed at her.
There was this long awkward quietness that filled the room.
It was hard not to ask her how she was doing. Better yet, what was going on. She never gave him straight answers though. At least not anymore. So he slowly pried his way into finding the truth his own way.
" How have you been doing, Tomoyo?"
" I'm all right, I guess." The sweet, pure ring of her voice rang so silent that it was hardly audible to Eriol's ears.
Her jaded gray eyes snapped quickly to his. She was anxious. He could tell.
" What of you and Kaho? Why are you here? You're supposed to be on your honeymoon. What happened?"
Eriol heaved a sigh. " You know, Tomoyo. Not everything is about Kaho and me. You never showed up to my wedding. You promised, Tomoyo. You promised."
She looked down at the mattress. " I'm so sorry, Eriol. I was ... delayed."
" You never break your promises to me. You are always there when you say you will be."
" I'm sorry, Eriol. I wasn't there for you. I'm sorry I'm never there for you anymore."
He guiltily gulped. " No, no, Tomoyo. Don't say that. Don't ever say that. You're there for me than I ever was to you. I never should've said that because... I know, that even when you're not there, you're there in spirit." He looked up to meet her face.
She promptly tore away from his gawk and leaned over to grab the piece of tissue from its dispenser box.
A few reoccurring coughs took place and she too stuck the tissue under the covers.
" Why do you do that?"
"Do what?" She questioned naively.
" That." He gestured at her hands fixed under her bed sheets. He moved in closer to her. So close, she felt his breath upon her nose.
He whispered ever so airily to her. " Why do you recoil from me, Tomoyo? Why do you hide?"
She pulled away from him and remained her constant gape at his hands that rested upon her leg.
He tipped her chin. Tired eyes met his own. " What's wrong, Tomoyo?"
He couldn't take it anymore. He was tormented with longing desire. Hungry to taste her. He was so close to her that his nose brushed against her and all he had to do was lower his lips and trap hers in his own.
He pushed away a lock of hair that fell upon her porcelain face. His voice reduced to a childlike pleading. " Tomoyo..."
She was lost in his pools of dark raging water. She blithely answered him in the same volume of murmur. " Yes..." His fingers caressed her face ever so lightly. The voice of young master Eriol reemerged in its ingenuous mumble. " Can I keep you?"
She broke, but nevertheless opened her tearing eyes to him. " You'll always have me."
He pushed himself closer to her frail body, trying to savor every breathing moment they had together. " You haunt me, Tomoyo." He rested his head against her and whispered into her ear. " You're everywhere I go."
Closing his eyes, he compelled himself against her body, further breaking any personal barriers existing between them.
His arm slipped around her body and he held her closer to him.
He pulled his head back a bit and attempted to kiss her.
She pulled away.
" You can't do this to Kaho."
He whimpered, but continued his pursue to finding her lips. " She won't have to know."
He won. He trapped her. Carefully meeting her petal soft lips and then mildly ravaging his way through them. He was gentle, though. Always gentle as he lowered her down to the bed.
With his hand behind her head and one holding her waist, he slowly moved over her.
He was avid in his hunt to flavor every crevice of her mouth.
She desperately relished the moment and even let loose a burning moan, but she had to hold strong. She couldn't go losing herself now. She had to come back for all their sakes.
Her hands crept to his jaw and she tenderly released him from her. He was still ravenous, though. She felt his harsh breathing against her nose as he caught his breath and lightly met his forehead with her own.
She painfully closed her eyes and said what she had to say.
" We must end this, Eriol. We can't go on like this."
He issued a whine. " No... we can't go on like this. We have to do this. I need you, Tomoyo. More than you could ever fathom."
He became savage. He pushed harder against her skin. He grabbed her arms and wrang aimlessly.
She silently cried out. " Please, Eriol. Stop it." But he wouldn't stop. She agonizingly pushed him off and away of her, but he held on to strong. His hands started to roam. Stroking her neck and then slowly, but surely down to her waist where it then he soon slid his body down to her naval.
Lightly planting butterfly kisses upward. He knew she tried to resist, but he teased her more. Until she fell limp.
She no longer resisted. He felt no pressure against his shoulders or arms. He stopped with his kisses and swiftly looked up.
She stared lifelessly at the ceiling. She made no movement.
He strived to cease his abrasive gasps and hurriedly pushed himself to the height of her face.
" Tomoyo..."
She's doing it again. Doing the same exact thing she did when they were on the sandy beach that one afternoon with her glazed over look.
Not responding.
He continued his uncontrollably callous breathing, but no longer in passion. His hands began to shake. He shook her gently once more.
" T-T-Tomoyo?"
No answer.
" Tomoyo..."
She made no retort.
" I-I-I'm sorry. I'm sorry Tomoyo. Tomoyo? I-I-I went to far. I know. I'm so desperately sorry. Won't you say something, Tomoyo? Tomoyo?"
He continued caressing her face until she finally met his eyes.
" I couldn't make you stop. So I stopped. I-I didn't want you to do something that you would regret for the rest of your life."
He still was half on top of her staring face to face with her avoiding eyes.
" Look at me." She rejected his demand.
He tilted her chin until she did look at him.
" Nothing I do with you can ever make me regret." A hot tear fell from his eyes fogging his thin, black-rimmed glasses.
She lifted a hand and fingered his face, taking off his glasses.
" The only thing that would make me regret is losing you to someone else."
She was shattered by the very thought of ever leaving him.
" I'll always be with you."
He kissed her again. A slow, passionate, loving kiss that tempted him, once again, to go beyond the safe borders. He started to feel her hesitated.
" Ok, ok." He reluctantly let go and lightly touched her nose with his forehead.
He rested his head against her neck once again and simply laid there motionless with her. Silence in their lives once again consumed them.
" How much do you love, Kaho?"
He jerked uneasily on the bed and propped himself upon his elbow.
" I'll always love you more."
She felt the pit of her stomach fall through.
" Do you really?"
" Yes."
" For how long?"
He searched deep in her eyes and lowered his head and whispered into her ear.
" Forever."
She swam adrift in his eyes and then asked the question he didn't want to answer the most.
" Do you love her at all?"
" Kaho, you mean?"
She didn't dare utter the name. She just looked away and solemnly replied.
" You know who I'm talking about."
He sighed. " Yes, I do love her."
" Then why do you do this to her?"
" Because it's for us."
" No, Eriol. No, no, no, no..."
He lightly grasped her chin and forced her to see him. " It's for us, Tomoyo."
" Eriol..." A whisper.
He watched her silently and questionably.
" Eriol, we have to end this. It's sinful."
" Then sins never felt so good." She finally successfully pushed him away and sat up against the bed post with him next to her.
She lounged her head back to the side in hopes of signaling him to do the same.
He didn't want to meet her, though.
" Eriol..." She softly tugged on his shirt sleeve.
He carelessly stared forward.
She slid herself closer to him to catch his attention, however unsuccessful it was.
It was her turn to whisper into his ear now.
Something that reminded him to come back to reality and something he couldn't stop from taking place.