Glazed Affections

Don't touch him Misao. No matter how close he stands beside you, do not touch him for fear of loosing what little control you have and do him right in front of customers. Hmm, definitely not a good idea, especially when I'm so greedy and want his royal sexiness all to myself. Hehehehe…

"Misao-san, you are in an awfully good mood today." An elderly gentleman who was like the spitting image of Jiya voiced to me as I handed him his loaves of fruit loaf.

"Well the sun is shining and I haven't been fired so all is great in the world!" I happily chirped back, listening to the man laugh at my words. If I remain my ever genki self then I'm sure nothing could ever be obvious. "Thank you for coming, see you another day." I watched the old man walk off and sighed. I really was beginning to miss my Jiya. No, think happy thoughts Misao! Aoshi-sama naked! No, no, no… Think happy, non-perverted thoughts.

"I'll be with you in a moment." I voiced to a customer who just walked in as I bounced out the back to fill up the empty tray with more vanilla slices and instantly found Aoshi at the counter decorating some sponge cakes. Slowly moving towards him I was becoming worried that he hadn't once looked my way or voiced anything of what occurred. It appeared I would have to do the questioning.

"A-Ano, what's going to happen now?" Remain calm Misao. Oh crap, he's staring at you with that slightly confused look and that slight pout…or is it a frown on his lips. Either way, it's so hard to resist him!

"Meaning?" Kami-sama please don't make me explain this situation and turn beetroot red while doing it.

"W-Well…" I knew it, I'm flushed already, I can feel it. "I…I'm not someone who can just randomly forget about what happened not too long ago."

"…" Oh great, Mr Silence had just reared its ugly head at me.

"Look, I know it's a little weird and was done in the most weirdest of places but…"

"Yes it was. And you were the one to bring this into the work environment."

"You started this!" I raised my voice, in a screechy hushed whisper. Lord knows we didn't need any customers knowing about the little slap and tickle in the back of the bakery. Well, more then a slap and tickle. Oh, bad yummy thoughts Misao, move on, glare at him instead, it might actually work!

"I started this…" I only just caught that mumbled whisper as Aoshi stared down at his gloved hands. The sponge cakes were obviously forgotten for now.

"A-Aoshi…san? Are you…alright?" Oh my, I can't believe I just referred to him by his first name, but he was acting so strangely though.

"I started this…" He repeated and this time his eyes had lifted to stare over at me. I scratched the back of my head, feeling the flush creep to my cheeks, as I didn't really want to blame everything entirely on him.

"U-Um, its okay Aoshi-san. You don't have to be so surprised since…well…I really was the one to jump you and at the most inappropriate time as well."

"I actually started this…" Well he for goodness sakes stop…OH! His hands…his soft hands, which were now out of gloves by the way were actually caressing my cheeks! Ooooooooh he is a damn fine kisser too. Kah, he's kissing me again!

"Sumimasen, is anyone there?" Aoshi's lips broke from mine at the intrusion as a male voice spoke from the main bakery section. I patted down my apron, placed locks of hair behind my ears and chewed on my lip. Yep, I was still me for sure.

"We should continue to work and discuss this…situation at a later time." Good plan…

I watched him leave first with a new set of gloves on and a tray full of sponge cakes. Taking deep breaths I was just about to head out (now standing at the door) when I heard another elderly man talking to Aoshi on the side.

"I'm glad to see a bubbly young woman has come into your life Aoshi-san." Oh crap, I couldn't be obvious in what had transpired between us hours ago could I? Oh please don't tell me he could read the invisible sign of 'just got laid' on my forehead. "It brings back memories of a certain young woman that used to run around this very store as happy as Misao-san."

"I'm sure I was only a child then and cannot remember it myself." Aoshi remarked in a bland voice. I felt it was time to show myself and skipped back into the main store area, placed the slices into the fridge cabinets and served a young man who had been in here for quite some time yesterday taking up a bit of my time.

"Ah, Misao-san, you look as lovely as always."

"Seta-san, it's nice to see you again." I voiced to the smiling short male. He seemed like a nice guy and all, but really the things he talked about were just so…weird. Not that there was anything wrong with him, I mean he was very sweet, always producing smiles and little flirtatious teases, nothing too bad. It was fun…and with eyes watching me it seemed like a Makimachi tradition to peeve off the man you wanted would soon come about. "So what will you be having today?"

"Is there by any chance a slice of Misao-san anywhere?" I laughed at this, knowing ever since he first came into the store a flirty chemistry worked between us like this. He also spoke this in a low whisper so as not to "put off" any other customers. There were after all, some very traditional elderly couples in here.

"Oh you know I'm never on special, so what will it be?" I spoke a little louder as I walked closer to Aoshi who had been listening to the old man talking about the news last night, though his eyes were very much trained on myself. The plan to torture Aoshi-sama would soon come into play again.

"Oh well maybe next time then huh? I'll take a dozen donuts please." I watched him wink at me, knowing this was a playful wink as though he knew I had the hots for Aoshi and was helping me along, while Aoshi himself was now glaring at my back. Obsessed much?

"Here you go." I handed the donut bag to Soujiro and he gave me the money. I rang it out on the register and gave him change then waved him goodbye. Through our little flirty play Aoshi had stiffly served the other customers having stopped his conversation short with the elderly man. I sighed as I bowed to the last customer for the lunch rush and hummed lightly past Aoshi as I went to refill the muffins. It was a given, especially with eyes on my every move and every "bend at the knees" I did in this short skirt that Aoshi liked me, he definitely liked me. This was too much fun.

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"Ah, a job well done." I voiced happily and tiredly as I stretched my arms above my head while flipping the 'open' sign to 'close' and turning on the alarm. I'll head out the back tonight and stroll on home. I needed to go to the grocery store and pick up some instant ramen or something for an easy dinner.

"Thanks for your hard work Aoshi-sama."

"Aoshi-sama?" I blushed red as I walked past him and felt his questioning gaze on me. Quick Misao think of lame excuse.

"Err, sorry about that. Old habit of referring to someone who teaches me something. You don't mind do you?" Look cute and pout Misao, it'll work in the end.

"I suppose not." Came his unsure reply as I headed into the bathroom to pick up my bag. I couldn't be bothered changing as I stepped into the alleyway. Clean up duties went really fast tonight. Somehow the two of us had automatically gotten into a routine. Aoshi cleaned the back, while I cleared the front and wiped down the fridge counters and restocked the drink machine. Piece of cake. Oh cake, I could sure go for a slice right about now.

"Do you want this left over cake?" Freaky, we were on the same level. I happily snavelled the cake into a box and was on my way, waving a silent goodbye to Aoshi and strolling down the alleyway. Even if I did want to talk about the sex we had, my body seemed to crave sleep instead.

I was just out of the alleyway when I listened to Aoshi's jeep start up and he was reversing out and was now currently idling beside me.

"Jump in, I'll give you a lift home Misao. Besides, I need to collect my jacket from you." Well I couldn't possibly refuse such an offer and especially when my feet were crying out for me not to walk on them for the rest of the evening. The ride was silent and tension was on his shoulders and I knew it was because of a certain smiling young man.

"Seta-san seems like a nice guy." I voiced while watching Aoshi's reaction from the corner of my eyes. Hmm, nothing, must continue on then. "He sure does smile a lot, but it suits him to always be chirpy like that." A screech of tires made me jolt against the seatbelt as I peered over at Aoshi.

"We are here, I'll come up and grab my jacket." He was out of the car in a flash and it was I who had to follow him into my apartment building. Maybe I was making things worse? Maybe I shouldn't tease? Ooooooh what the hell… As we stood at my door I opened it up and voiced my next "punch line" to Aoshi.

"I have to admit, he does have a small cuteness about him." I'm sure if I were a moth right now I'd be burning in the fiery death glare that I was receiving right at my back.

"For those remarks you get no wall-sex now."

"WHAT!" I screeched loudly, thanking the lord my door had been closed. My eyes were wide as I watched Aoshi tap the wall he was currently standing at. "It is after all, very sturdy." Oh my god, was this really happening? And before I could produce anymore thoughts, my mind went blank and my body turned to utter jelly as I was trapped in Aoshi's embrace. His lips hungry searched out mine as he ravished them senseless. His lips darted from my swollen ones as he lapped hungrily against my neck, I not being able to keep the groan in check as I arched to give him more room. Hands fisted in clothing as we practically tore the material away from our heated skin. His touch burned my senses, making me powerless as he pulled my underwear down to my ankles.

"You are perverted Misao." I flushed at his hot words against my ear, feeling all he things he was doing to me at once. I clutched at his shoulders; my eyes snapping open when I felt my back hit the wall of my apartment. Oh god, he really was going to take me against the wall. Just the thought sent a shock wave through my body. It wouldn't be long now…

"Spread your legs." Was his husky order and without thought I did as he asked. I was his prisoner to do what he will with and felt his hands cup my butt as he lifted me up the wall, my legs moving swiftly around his waist, locking my ankles in place. It felt strange at this point in time that there wasn't a shred of nervousness or embarrassment for the simple fact I was completely naked and very much pinned against the wall by his body. He was very clothed, but the material was loose and wrinkled…and any other thoughts no longer mattered when an intrusion came. Aoshi panted against my throat, hot breath fanning against my already flushed skin. And then, it began. At first it felt a little uncomfortable until I leaned forward, arms wrapped around Aoshi's shoulders as I moaned against his throat. I couldn't take much more of this pleasurable onslaught.

"Oh god…AH!" I always had a tendency that when I was enjoying myself excessively it was a given I would cry out my satisfaction and hope it brought a jolt of pleasure and satisfaction to my lover. Aoshi was no exception. He was the best lay I'd ever had and with a last sensual cry of his name escaping my lips I orgasmed. I slumped against his clothed body, feeling his shirt stick to my sweaty skin. If it wasn't for Aoshi's slightly shaky arms holding my buttocks in place I'm sure I would have happily slid to the floor in exhaustion. Boy this guy really gave me one hell of a workout.

"I'm not through with you yet." What did he just say? As Aoshi walked, having pin pointed out where my bedroom was, I felt my cheeks flush when he headed that way, the both of us still joined together. He sat down on the mattress, me on top of him this time. "You are ready." He murmured as he pulled me down for a smouldering kiss. Without much thought we began again.

"Ooooooooh…" I moaned aloud, my nerves heightened with what Aoshi was doing to me. I looked down with hazy orbs into his heated gaze. The feeling of leather pants stroking against my thighs was just…unexplainable. Aoshi was now shirtless and I stroked my hands down his developed muscles. His skin formed a small amount of sweat as I leaned forward to lick at his chest.

"Misao…" Oh that croaky voice in need of me was really affective. As we continued on, the headboard bashed against the wall and the mattress springs squeaked in time or out of time with our movements. I groaned to the ceiling while Aoshi grunted. I screamed Aoshi's name and then all went bad as there was a loud creaking sound and then a heavy crash, a squeal escaping my lips as I toppled against Aoshi's chest. We both puffed heavily as I looked about my dully-lit room. My bed, my pride and joy queen size bed that I'd had for over five years, had finally cracked under the pressure of Aoshi and I. We lay in a heap with crumbled pieces of splinted wood lying on the mattress with us. I finally took notice that while Aoshi had one hand around my waist, his body slightly twitching, his left hand was shaking above his head, his arm holding up the headboard from dropping down on top of us.

"Oh god…" I mumbled against his chest and couldn't help but laugh. When would there ever be a moment where something wouldn't go wrong.

Finally rolling off the hunky guy beneath me I watched as Aoshi positioned the headboard so it wouldn't fall over us and then he slumped back down on the mattress. I felt a little sticky and briefly smiled at him before sitting up and with back turned to him carefully cleaned myself up. Once I turned back around, I found Aoshi had placed himself back into his briefs and leather pants even though the button and zip were undone. Silently as he lay on his back, I began to wonder what he was thinking as he looked up at my ceiling but didn't know how to bring it up and instead carefully placed my head against his chest and listened to his heartbeat slow down. I was waiting for him to get up and leave, but he never did. Aoshi took a deep breath, head shifting slightly as I lay mine just under his chin and felt a rumble in his chest.

"Oh, there it is." Came his tired reply and I cracked an eye open to see his leather jacket placed perfectly on a bed post that was miraculously still standing in place. His hand lifted up to finger the material of it before dropping to my hair where he massaged it through my messy strands. It was really quite relaxing as his fingers moved through my hair and the other ran up and down my back.

Seta-san, I owe you big for this one.

Xx To be continued xX

Authors Notes: Well, here it is, short and sweet and straight to the sex. ; You wouldn't think any less of me would you Minna-san? Well this should be done in…hmm…three more chapters. Yattaa! Spelling and grammar bad, very bad.