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Disclaimer: Alas and Alack I do not own anything, but I do love playing in their backyard once and awhile
The next morning Hoshi came out of her bedroom determined to have it out once an for all with Malcolm, she really couldn't take this up and down in their supposed relationship any longer.
A loud reverberating snore stopped Hoshi in her tracks, looking over the back of the love seat she found Malcolm curled up in a little ball trying to fit his lanky form into a space more suited to Hoshi than him.
Hoshi wrinkled her nose; if Malcolm snored like that she wasn't sure if she wanted to get into a relationship with him, once again the sound rose from the love seat. Looking closer Hoshi realized that it wasn't Malcolm but Duchess who was snoring. Covering her mouth to stifle a giggle Hoshi backed away from the sofa.
Malcolm subconsciously hearing the sound of someone behind his sleeping body leaped off the love seat, conditioned by years at British Boys Boarding Schools, ready to defend himself.
Hoshi lost control of her giggles at the sight of a rumpled Malcolm standing in the middle of her sitting room, with his hair standing on end. Malcolm woke fully to the sound of Hoshi gasping for breath as she whooped in laughter.
"Umm, Hoshi please accept my apologies for spending the night on your sofa," Malcolm attempted to convey his apology at his ungentlemanly behavior the fact that Hoshi pointed a finger in his general direction and lost control again did not help his mood improve.
"Hoshi, would you mind telling me what you find so funny?" Malcolm inquired stiffly, even as he came around the sofa to stand in front of the laughing woman. Hoshi managed to get herself under control, giggling softly and wiping the tears from her face, she met Malcolm's eyes with her own.
Chestnut brown met with stormy blue, the air itself seem to pause, heat flared to combustion point without either saying a word. Malcolm leaned down and took Hoshi's lips in a soft kiss; her tongue darted out and caressed his bottom lip.
Malcolm groaned and deepened the kiss, his tongue driving into Hoshi's mouth, their harsh breathing was loud in the silent room. Hoshi was lost in the sensations of heat and wet that radiated out from her center, she moaned when Malcolm left off kissing her mouth and dragged his tongue to her ear, she shuddered as he nipped the soft skin behind her ear.
"Malcolm" Hoshi breathed as she moved her head to give him better access to her throat and neck.
The door chime brought the couple out of their haze of want, Hoshi's breasts were out of her nightgown, and Malcolm let his fingers slide one more time over the erect and aching flesh. Hoshi arched into his hand, "Let them come back later," she whispered, "I need you now."
Malcolm caught his breath; he never dreamed he would hear his greatest wish come out of those pouting lips. "Hoshi, are you sure?" Malcolm knew he was probably a fool to ask, but he wanted Hoshi for more than a quick shag, he wanted her for the long run.
Stepping back Hoshi held out her hand, licking her lips to take a moment to retain her courage, "Yes, yes I am"
Smiling the way a child does when they come down on his birthday to see tons of presents piled on the sideboard Malcolm grasped her hand; together they walked into the bedroom.
The sunlight gleamed through the soft cream curtains casting the room in a soft glow; Malcolm held his breath as Hoshi slipped out of her nightgown. Her skin was like pale cream, her hair a fan of dark silk across her shoulders.
Hoshi helped Malcolm slip out of his shirt; she ran an admiring hand over his defined chest and abdomen. Malcolm's breath hissed in as her soft exploring hand caused him to harden even further, his underwear restricting him painfully.
Malcolm clasped Hoshi around the waist and laid her on the bed, before straightening up and loosening his pants, Hoshi sat up and slipped her fingers inside the waistband of his boxers her finger tips gently caressing the aching head of his cock.
Suddenly Hoshi stilled and stared behind Malcolm at the doorway, a look of horrified embarrassment on her face.
Malcolm heard Judi call from the sitting area, "c'mon get decent you two, we haven't seen anything, yet." With that threat hanging in the air, Hoshi scrambled to grab something to put on.
Malcolm used every bit of his martial arts meditation training to calm himself enough so that he did not go into the other room and murder his two best mates.