A/N: Hello Everyone! I am currently in a class that is boring me to tears, so I started writing today… I will admit that this chapter got away from me and I don't really know why.. LEMON WARNING! Hope you all enjoy the chapter! -Anima

I OWN NOTHING! I am just borrowing Naoki and Kotoko for my own amusement.

-3K+N3-

"Irie-kun," the copper-haired girl whined at him. Naoki just smirked at her and took a slow step in her direction. "I am worried about your Grandma, and you just care that we are home alone!" He tuned out her rant as he stalked towards her, amused that she was completely unaware of his presence. As soon as he was close beside her, he leaned in so his lips were close to her ear.

"That is because," he whispered, grinning when she startled and turned to face him. "I know Okaa-san. If my Grandma was actually unwell she would have been crying. She left alone on purpose."

"But why?" she asked in confusion.

"Think about it," he replied, watching her face scrunch up as she contemplated the reasons before drawing a blank. When she locked eyes with him again he answered her question. "As far as she is aware, I have no interest in you. She is hoping to push us together by leaving us alone. Hoping that I will act upon my baser desires to take advantage of the pretty girl I was left alone with." He smirked as he watched her gulp before noticing the calculating look cross her features once again.

"Are you going to?" she questioned shyly, tucking her hair behind her ear.

"Am I going to what?" he asked, confused until he sees the meaningful look in her eyes and the deep blush that dropped below her shirt collar. As a predatory grin spread across his lips, he took a step closer to her, bringing their bodies into contact, her small chest pressing into his sternum. "Am I doing to take advantage of you?" he queried.

When she nodded with a deeper blush and bit her bottom lip, he groaned softly and pulled her into him with one hand on the back of her head and the other low on her back. She gasped at the move, causing her to release her bottom lip, before he slanted his mouth against hers. Naoki pulled her flush against him, moaning at the feel of her soft curves, before running his tongue over the seam of her lips, simultaneously soothing the area from her teeth and asking for entrance. When she opened her mouth on a moan of her own, he quickly took advantage, sliding his tongue gently against hers, coaxing her into responding.

After a few minutes he attempted to pull his head back, realizing belatedly that her hands were grasping his hair tightly. After he caught his breath, he opened his eyes to see her slightly swollen lips and could feel her chest heave. "Do you want me to take advantage of you?" he asked, groaning internally when she went beet red and squeaked. He quickly released her back and hair before grasping her under her butt, wrapping her legs around him as he strode forward to press her against the wall. He smirked as her eyes flew open before meeting his own that were directly across from her, instead of having to crane her neck to look up at him like normal.

"Naoki," she whispered, confusion and desire lacing her speech.

"Hurts my neck less," he responded before fusing his lips back to hers, satisfied when she instantly responded by tightening her legs around him and gently tugging on his hair. 'How far am I will to take this," he questions himself as he allows one of his hands to skim up her leg and over her side before resting at the side of her neck. 'More importantly, how far does she want to take this?' He focused back on the girl in his arms as he felt her tongue flick lightly against his upper lip. Grunting as he pushed her harder against the wall, he allowed her to slip her tongue into his mouth, giving her the ability to test her own resolve before he began battling her for control. He pulls back slightly, softly biting her lower lip before trailing his lips down her neck as they both caught their breath.

"Kotoko," he breathed softly against her neck, feeling her shudder against him, causing him to unintentionally grind his erection against her center. They froze simultaneously at the new feeling. "Sorry," he said quietly, attempting to disengage from her. His eyes shot to hers when she just tightened around him, not permitting him to pull away.

"Do not be sorry for that," she said in a husky tone he had never heard from her before. He quirked an eyebrow at her, watching as she blushed before taking a deep breath to calm her mind. "I am happy that I can cause you to react like this. It shows me how much you want me. I am not ready to go all the way, but I do not mind being intimate like this with you. I do not want you to hide from me."

When she finished speaking, Naoki was stunned. "Kotoko," he whispered reverently, brushing his fingers lightly across her forehead and down her face before cupping her cheek. "You are mine," he declared simply before kissing her softly, putting emotions he could not explain into it. He then pulled away from the wall and gently set her down, hugging her to him until she stopped shaking.

The girl looked up at him with sparkling eyes. "I am yours," she replied with a bright smile. "I love you, Naoki."

Feeling his heart clench at her words, he hugs her firmly and kisses the top of her head when she wrapped her arms around his waist and burrowed against his sternum. "We should talk," he says when he pulls back, leading her into the living room, before shaking his head and pulling her into her bedroom with the door closed and locked.

"What was wrong with the living room?" she asked as she sat down at her table. "No one else is here after all."

"It didn't feel right," he explained. "Every serious conversation we have ever had have been in this room, so it is only right that this one is in here too." He then sat at his normal spot at the table.

"Okay," she accepted his answer easily. "So, what are we talking about?"

"What just happened" he said. "and, the boundaries we both currently have." Seeing her nod in understanding, he paused to think. 'She just admitted that she isn't ready for sex, but what is she comfortable with? What am I comfortable with?' He smiles softly when he realizes that she is waiting patiently for him to begin. 'I enjoy kissing her and having her hands on my bare skin.' He mused. 'I really enjoyed touching her when she was in her bikini. Pressing my erection into her center was indescribable. I need to know what she is thinking first.'

"Kotoko," he questions. When she smiles at him shyly, he swallows hard before continuing. "You are not ready for sex," he pauses as she firmly shakes her head with a blush. "What are you okay with us doing?" He waits patiently for her to gather her thoughts. 'Would I be okay with moving further if that is what she wants?'

"To be honest, Naoki," she begins quietly. "I am not ready for sex, but I am not opposed to doing anything else if it feels right. We can just let things progress naturally."

"Why is sex so different then?" he asks, slightly confused by her reasoning, expecting her to want to limit their intimacy.

"I guess you could say that it isn't that I am not ready," she says slowly. "I just don't want to take that step while we are still hiding our relationship. It would feel too much like a dirty little secret instead of grand expression of love like it should be." Naoki was stunned by her answer. As he went to open his mouth to reply, she continued. "I understand why we are not openly together. Between Oba-sama and you wanting to explore your feelings. It is okay. I am okay. This is just the one line I do not want to cross until you are completely sure about us. Is that okay?"

"That is more than okay," he responds as he reaches for her, pulling her into his lap so he can hold her. He buries his face into her orange tresses before speaking. "I am sorry that I cannot say that I love you," he feels her body tense up at his words, so he quickly continues. "I know that I enjoy spending time with you. I care about ensuring your safety and happiness. I REALLY enjoy touching and kissing you, and having you touch me. As soon as I figure out what all this really means, I will let you know and we can proceed from there." He felt her relax completely against him once more as he finished his speech.

"Do not forget, you also hate the thought of anyone else touching me," she teased with glistening eyes, like she was close to tears.

"You are MINE," he growled possessively at the thought of someone else ever touching her like he does. Feeling her shudder against him, he quickly apologizes, believing her scared her.

"That was a good shiver, Naoki," she replies in a thick voice, looking up at him for dark eyes. "Very good." Naoki is stunned as she then turns in his grip to straddle his hips, hands delving into his hair as she pulls his mouth to hers. He tightens his arms around her briefly before sliding both hands down her back and under her blouse, groaning deeply at the feel of her soft flesh under his fingers.

'This girl,' he muses as he swallows her soft moan by plundering her mouth. Sitting forward, he lays her back against the floor, hovering over her with one hand against her stomach under her shirt and the other resting on his forearm beside her head, holding himself up, while his lips remained fused to hers. 'I absolutely adore her. I want…' Unable to articulate his own thoughts, he sits back on his haunches and tugs his shirt over his head, satisfied when her eyes get even darker as her pupils blow out. "Please Kotoko," he purrs as he leans back over her. Seeing the confused look, he elaborates. "Please touch me, Kotoko."

Naoki grunts loudly when he sees her eyes widen slightly before she places her hands against his chest, tracing over his flesh lightly. He then lets himself fall into the cradle of her thighs as he desperately presses his lips to hers once more, allowing one of his hands to shoot back under her blouse and trail up and down her side. As he feels her fingers grip his back tightly, he gently grinds his erection into her core, sweeping his thumb across the underside of her breast.

"Naoki," she gasps as she pulls her head back to breath, enabling him to trail open mouth kisses down her throat to the collar of her blouse. He pulls back slightly and quirks an eyebrow at her in question, his eyes shooting between her shirt and her eyes twice before it clicked for her. "Please, Naoki," she whimpered. Naoki ground against her again in response to the need in her voice before hurriedly unbuttoning her blouse, pulling her up slightly to discard the shirt.

The taller boy then presses his chest against hers, relishing in the feel of her warm flesh against his own. He grunts in irritation at the feel of lace scraping against him. He reaches under her body and clumsily undoes the clasp of the fabric before ripping the offending article away with a slight glare in its direction. Hearing her squeak, he looks down at the blushing girl hungrily, slanting his mouth over hers, biting down on her lip gently, then thrusting his tongue into her mouth, massaging her tongue with his own in a mimicry to his hips' movements.

"Kotoko," he murmurs as he pulls back from her mouth, before trailing kisses down her neck again, his hand drifting to her chest, cupping her breast gently. Naoki grinds against his girlfriend harder and faster as she cries out at the sensations. He puts both hands on either side of her body to push himself up, letting his gaze sweep over her flushed and heaving chest. He groans as he leans down, experimentally flicking his tongue against the pointed peak of her right breast. He smirks hearing the girl cry out his name before he latched onto the bud. He gently scraped his teeth over her nipple before suckling gently. When he pulls back, he lightly bites down and pulls before releasing her to switch to the left side, giving it the same treatment.

Once he was satisfied with the attention he paid to the writhing girl under him, he bit down on her left breast over her heart and sucked hard while laving his tongue over the flesh in his mouth. He held on for a few minutes, using his hand to pinch the pebbled peak on her right breast as she squirmed and mewled under him. When he pulled back, he smirked seeing the dark mark left behind before he returned to her mouth, kissing her deeply as he rolled his hips against her and flicked his thumb across her nipple.

"NAOKI," the orange-haired girl cried out as her body seized before relaxing completely under him, still quivering softly. Her release triggered his own, causing him to grunt as he came undone, internally flinching at the wet feeling. He started peppering kisses across her face as she came down from her high and her breathing regulated. As soon as her eyes opened against and she smiled up at him, he leaned down and gently pressed his lips to hers before pulling back and flopping down beside her. He then pulls her over to sprawl across his chest.

Naoki gently traced his fingers up and down her spine with one hand, the other carding through her long soft hair. 'I did not mean for that to happen,' he thinks, leaning down to place a soft kiss against the crown of her head. 'I am glad it did though. I really need to figure out if what I feel for her is love or not. I will NEVER allow another to experience anything like this with her.' His thoughts were interrupted by a grumbling noise that he felt across his body. Realized that her stomach was growling, he started chucking. "Let's go eat," he said, helping her up before passing her his shirt. When she met his eyes, he looked back with a challenge gleaming in his own. She donned his shirt with a grin before following him down to the kitchen.

"What are you making?" she asks as she wraps her arms around his stomach while hugging him from behind as he opened the fridge. Naoki closed his eyes and took a deep breathe before searching the fridge. He then pulled out steak, carrots, peppers and an array of sauces.

"Stir Fry," he said as he turned around, dropping a quick kiss on her head. "and WE are cooking." He set her to washing the vegetables before running upstairs to clean up the mess in his pants and switching to a pair of pajama bottoms. When he returned, he was pleasantly surprised to find that she had cut the vegetables as well. He then set up the wok and rice cooker and began making dinner.

"How are you feeling," he asked quietly after he finished cooking and they sat down at the table together.

"I feel amazing, Naoki," she beamed. "I didn't know I could feel like this, nor that I could be this relaxed." At her giggle, he puffed out his chest with masculine pride. "How do you feel?"

"I feel like I just discovered my new favorite stress relief," he snickered at her blush, amused when she nodded. "Other than the mess of course." After that they proceeded to eat in silence, exchanging small smiles when they caught the other's eye. Naoki went up to shower after Kotoko insisted on doing the dishes alone. 'I don't know why I was so hesitant about being intimate with her,' he pondered. 'That was the single greatest experience of my life. I am so glad I decided to pursue her.' When Naoki finished, he got dressed in clean pajama bottoms and walked to her room. He rapped his knuckles on the door. "Shower is free."

As she walked past with her own pajamas in hand, Naoki stopped her and pulled her shirt out of the pile. Seeing her questioning he said, "Just put my shirt back on. It is still clean, and I rather like you in it. I want to enjoy the sight longer." He laughed as she blushed and pushed him away, running for the bath. He contented himself with getting comfortable leaning back against her bed and closing his eyes. 'How do I feel about her?' he questioned himself. 'I know I like her. Is it love though? What does it mean to truly love someone?'

"Naoki?" the object of his affection asked, startling him from his thoughts. His smirk turning to shock when he noticed her wearing what appeared to be just his shirt. He quirked his brow at her in askance. "I have shorts on, due to the head," she answered, raising the hem of the long shirt. He pulled her pile of books to himself and began the tutoring session, covering the areas she struggled with during her quiz. Several hours later, they finally finished and decided to head to bed. "Good night, Naoki," she said shyly, brushing her hair behind her ears.

"It will be," he responds, tugging her down the hall to his room and pulling her into the bed beside him. At her squeak of protest, he molded himself against her back with one arm under her head and the other splayed across her sternum under her shirt. "I am going to accept the rare opportunity of holding while we sleep." With that he kissed her cheek and settled behind her, sighing happily.

"Good night, Naoki," she whispered. "I love you."

"Good night, Kotoko," he replied as he closed his eyes. 'I think I could love you.' With that final thought, he drifted off to sleep.