Hey, folks! Sorry about the wait - I've been waiting for a friend of mine to find this fic and tell me what he thinks about it, but one thing after another has come up, and he has been unable to read the fic. I'm sick and tired of waiting, so I've gone ahead and posted this second (and last) chapter. It will feature both some soft, romantic parts, and some sexual references and such. Enjoy!
Henry awoke the next morning to find himself lying on the couch, Rika on top of him, sleeping soundly, a serene smile on her face. 'She looks so peaceful' he thought. But he knew he had to awaken his sleeping angel, and thus he began to lightly shake her. She soon stirred, groaning slightly from her unhappiness at being awakened from her peaceful slumber. But as soon as she opened her eyes to see who was with her, she smiled. "So," she said, "Does this mean we're a couple?" He blushed slightly, but then smiled and nodded. With that, Rika got off of Henry, then helped her up, as they headed off to Rika's room.
They had both decided that they needed a shower, and they had decided (through rock-paper-scissors) the order which they would get the bathroom. With that, Henry headed down to the restroom. After about 15 minutes, he still hadn't come out yet, and Rika was getting very impatient. 'What the hell's taking him so long?' she thought. She headed down toward the restroom to find out what was holding him up, but when she slowly opened the door to peek inside, she saw much more than she should have - but it was definitely not something she didn't like.
Rika opened the door to see Henry COMPLETELY NAKED. Of course, he had his back to her so she couldn't see the main things, but just the sight of his thin, slender body and his bare ass were enough to make her mouth water. She quickly (yet silently) closed the door and ran back to her room, her cheeks flushed. 'Oh...my...gosh' was all she could think, although the growing dampness between her legs told her she thought more than just that.
When Henry came back into the room with a towel around his body, Rika quickly hid her blushing face as best she could. Thankfully, it worked. "Hey, Rika," Henry said, "would you mind turning your head while I get dressed. "S-sure, okay" she said, cleverly disguising the shakiness in her voice. She turned around, closing her eyes, and she then heard the towel hit the floor. A brief mental image of him completely naked crossed her mind, but she quickly dismissed the thought, not wanting to get any more sexually frustrated than she currently was.
When Rika took her turn in the shower, she, thankfully, had no unexpected guests. She did, however, realize that her love for him was growing by the millisecond. After she came out of the shower, Henry turned around so she could get dressed, then she gave the all-clear when she was fully clothed. She reached for the... thing that holds her hair up (I forgot what they're called), but before she could start fixing her hair...
"Wait, Rika!" Henry said. "What?" she questioned him. "Well, I've... kinda noticed by how it looks that you don't really pay much attention to your hair besides putting it up in that trademark ponytail of yours" "Yeah... what's your point?" "Well, I just thought that, well, maybe I could... um..." "Henry," she said, "Are trying to ask me if you could brush my hair?" He nodded slightly. Rika said nothing. She just grabbed a brush from in her cabinet, handed it to Henry, and sat down in front of him with her back to him.
I'm not going to bore you with the details.
After Henry was finished, he grabbed the... hair... thing and put Rika's hair into its typical style, taking great care as he did so. "You were pretty good at that" Rika said, running her fingers through her hair. "I don't think it's been this soft in practically ages, and it's been years since I've started a morning without a tangle. You think you could do my hair everyday?" "What about school days?" he asked. "Simple." she replied. "We'll find a private spot during morning recess, I'll bring my brush, and, well, you get the idea".
They spent the rest of the day with each other, doing almost everything together, including telling Henry's family about how they were now officially a couple. Henry's parents were quite happy he had finally found someone, and they liked Rika as well.
That evening, around 5:30, Rika asked Henry to spend the night at her house that night. When he asked why, she whispered into his ear her plans for that night, and his face was deep-red within 5 seconds. But he was okay with it, and when he tiold her so, she almost squealed in happiness. Henry asked his folks if it was alright (leaving out their plans), and they said okay. With that, Henry met Rika at her house at 8:30 p.m., just as they had planned.
Henry was still dazed the next morning. A semi-permanent blush was on his face, and he was thoroughly exhausted. He had had so many orgasms that last night, he barely had the energy to stand. Not to mention his ass was so sore that sitting was painful, but standing or walking would be even more so. He had never thought Rika would be THAT intense, but boy, had he learned! Henry also wondered how she could've gotten ahold of a strap-on, but he foiund it best not to think about it. She had let him take charge once or twice - it turns out she liked it from behind. What really got him most that the way she made love was not only intense, but also gentle and loving, like all she cared about was making him happy.
That afternoon, Rika's mother had arrived back home, and Rika had decided it was time for Henry to meet the famous (or to Rika, infamous) Rumiko Nonaka. That afternoon, Henry arrived at the Nonaka household again, and as he walked toward the kitchen, where Rika and her mother were sitting, he heard Rika saying something that made him freeze in place. "...and when we were finished, he couldn't even walk!" followed by laughter from the both of them. "Rika!" he shouted. "What are you doing telling her about that!" "Oh, relax, Henry" Rumiko said. "I'm actually pretty happy that she finally found someone she loves so much. That and before I found out about you two, I was starting to think she wasn't straight." Mom!" "What?" Althewhile, Henry just stood there, a blush on his semi-mortified face.
"Come on, Henry!" Rika said, "Come have a seat!" Finally gathering himself, Henry walked toward the kitchen table, though he was further embarrassed by the fact that it was more than clear he was walking kinda funny, and that Rika's mom could surely notice. Sure enough, she did, but she didn't say anything, since she didn't want to make him feel any more uncomfortable. He finally reached the table and had a seat, as Rumiko asked him to tell her more about himself.
After about half an hour of talking and getting to know more about each other, the conversation was more or less finished. There was a particularly memorable part of it, however, when Rumiko had openly discussed how she was planning on enrolling Rika as a part-time model for Victoria's Secret Jr., which got deep blushes from both Rika and Henry.
Finally, they were done. Or so Henry thought. "Oh, and Rika?" Rumiko asked. "Yes, mama?" she replied. "Didn't you say there was something you wanted to show me?" "Oh, yeah!" she said, and then turned to Henry, a loving look in her eyes. "Rika," he said nervously, "What are you giving me that look for?" Rika said nothing, only beginning to slowly walk towards him. He slowly backed away, until he was literally cornered by her. As she leaned into him, he realized what was going on and began to attempt to protest. "Rika, what are you thinking? We're in front of your mo-" He was quickly silenced by her lips pressing hard into his.
From that point, Henry was completely helpless to resist, and he knew it. It was just something about how Rika kissed him that turned him into putty in her hands. She wraooed one of her arms around the back of his head and the other around his slim waist, pulling him closer. Her tongue forced itself into his mouth, and he moaned slightly into the kiss, his eyes already half-closed and his knees already weak. After only a few seconds, he could no longer stand, but Rika just continued their kiss as he slid down to the floor. She took the hand around his waist and stuck it down the back of his pants, giving his ass a playful squeeze as he practically melted into her touch.
When Rika finally pulled away, she left Henry sitting with his legs open at a 45-degree angle, his eyes glazed over and half-closed, a deep blush on his face and a noticable bulge on the front of his pants. "See?" Rika said, turning to her mother, "I told you I was dominant".
Well, tell me what you think! I've spent quite a bit of time on this fic (okay, more like an hour and 20 minutes), and I'd like to get some feedback. Let's hear some reviews, people! Until then, take care, good bye!
