Here I am again with another Sorato one-shot! This one is also NSFW. Since I didn't specify, it can take place either during or after Tri. It's up to you. I hope you enjoy this one too. Feedback is appreciated.

It was summer break and Mimi had an idea of going away for a few days with the other Destined Children. Her family owns a very big beach house that would fit for them perfectly. But the truth it was only an excuse to secretly play the cupid for Sora and Yamato. The girl told her they weren't exactly on the speaking terms due to a discussion they had a few weeks ago, when she caught him hugging a fan way too tight and even smelling her hair. He said it was nothing and that's how it started. Sora knew Yamato could be really stubborn when he wanted to, but so could she, even though she missed him. She would never admit that out loud though. Mimi hoped her plans would work, so she turned to Takeru for help. He immediately agreed to help her and now the six teenagers were enjoying the sunset at the beach.

Sora slowly opened her eyes and was surprised to see it was starting to get dark. She stood up and walked to the kitchen, calling everyone's names in vain. She couldn't believe they had gone out without her. Then she heard singing coming from the bathroom and the sound of water right after. She knew that only one person could sing so in tune out of them all. She started putting the pieces together and mentally cursed Mimi for it and thanked her at the same time.

Sora carefully twisted the doorknob and tiptoed into the bathroom. She was glad Yamato was so focused on singing that he didn't even notice her walking in. Also, the water was hot it filled the bathroom with steam. She glanced over the basket of dirty laundry and saw he had picked two clean shirts: a white one and a V-neck dark green one. Sora couldn't help but smile at the fact one of them was her favorite. She grabbed the white one, pulled it on over her red bikini top and then took her jeans shorts off. It was only when she was about to open the shower box that Yamato noticed her.
"Who's there? Taichi, if you come anywhere near my clothes to hide them away and make me go to my room naked I swear I'll kill you." He threatened the person. Shock was all over his face when he saw Sora stepping into the shower. He blinked a few times to make sure he wasn't dreaming. "Sora?! What are you doing here?"
When it finally sunk in she was right there in front of him, he blushed and tried to cover his penis with his hand.
"How long will we keep doing this?" Sora asked. "I know the way you look at me when you think I'm not paying attention. I've seen it. And I'm sure you noticed the way I look at you as well."
Yamato nodded silently. He wasn't surprised though. They did grow more observant of the other one along these years of dating. They were able to read each other fairly well just by exchanging glances.
"I don't want to play this game anymore." Sora looked intently into his blue eyes. "I know you miss me and still love me. It's written in your eyes."
"Sor."
"Don't Sor me." She silenced him with her index finger on his lips. His hair was messily fallen over both sides of his head and Sora thought it made him look even more handsome. A burning desire for him was growing inside her and she stood on her toes, reaching out for his red lips.
Yamato immediately wrapped his arms around her, wetting his own shirt in the back, the moment he felt her warm lips on his. He tightened his grip around her as he lay her down on his arms halfway above the floor and leaned over her, kissing her movie style. His soaked torso wet his shirt and it stuck on her body, making the shape of her breasts partially visible when he pulled himself and Sora back up. His eyes fell on the voluptuous sight in front of him and resisted the urge to hold them in his hands. Sora followed his gaze and looked down at her breasts. She reached out for his hands and brought them up, placing them over her boobs. Yamato stared at her eyes and she slowly nodded, encouraging him to go for it. First he traced them with his thumbs softly and then grabbed them tight with his full hands. Sora tilted her head back and held in a moan, afraid that someone was already in the house and could hear her.

One of Yamato's hands slipped to her arm and he spun her around so that she was standing under the shower. Water immediately fell on her body, soaking her entirely. His other hand let go of her breast and both of them tugged the bottom of the fabric glued to Sora's body. Yamato buried his head into her neck, but Sora had other plans. She cupped his face and brought it towards hers. She leaned in and briefly pressed her lips against his, pulling back right after. She knew fairly well this always made him want for more and this time was no different. Before she knew it, his lips were over hers and his tongue desperately wanted to get inside her mouth. Their kiss turned urgent at the same time his hands began to lift the now transparent item. When it reached her breasts, she pulled away from him and lifted her arms, allowing him to finally take it off.
"You look so hot with my shirt on." He unconsciously licked his lips while slipping that piece of clothing off her chest and arms and facing her half-bare breasts.
"So you knew it was yours." She saw him nodding affirmatively. "You don't exactly like people wearing your clothes and yet you said nothing. I'm impressed."
"I can make an exception for you." He said mischievously. "And I know that you only put it on so I would be forced to wear my green one. That's clever, I must admit. But enough talking. We have more important things to do."
His hands slipped up her back in search for the clip to open her red strapless bikini top, but couldn't find anything. Sora laughed at his growing frustration and unclipped it in the front, letting it fall to the ground. He leaned down towards her neck once more and this time she didn't stop him. Feeling his warm mouth and lips over her skin sent cold shivers down her spine and she held onto his back the tightest she could, almost burying her nails inside him.
Yamato pushed her against the wall and pinned her wrists above her head with his hands. His mouth made its way down to her right breast, where he drew circles over it with his hot tongue. Then he switched to her left one and did the same. Sora felt the burning sensation inside her take over her whole body when he sucked her boob hard and bit her stiff nipple. Her chest rising and falling at a speedy pace due to all his teasing.
"Fuck, Yamato. I need you right now!" Sora gasped while she grabbed his hair.
A wry smile appeared on his lips as he released her nipple and hands. Yamato reached down for the remaining piece of clothing on her. She watched him kneel to the ground as he pulled her red bikini bottoms along with him. He looked down at his cock and saw it was getting erect, but there was still one more part of Sora he wanted to give his attention to. Sora leaned her head back against the wall as she felt his tongue on her clit. She covered her mouth with both of her hands to smother any potential loud moan she could let out. Yamato didn't spend as much time there as he wanted to when he noticed she was just as ready as he was. He got to his feet again when he realized something.
"Shit, I don't have any condoms with me."
"I do." She said as she released her grip around him.
"You do?" He blinked with surprise at her statement. "Since when do you carry one with you?"
"Better be safe. You never know what can happen." Sora reached into her shorts' pocket and grabbed a small square package. She tore it open and carefully put it on inside her. When she was done, she returned to the shower and stopped in front of him. "Now where were we again?"
Sora threw her arms around his neck as she stood on her toes, reaching out for his lips. Yamato kissed her back passionately and wrapped his arms around her. She jumped on him and involved his hips with her legs. He gently pressed her body against the wall again and adjusted his position to get his dick inside her. When he made sure she was safely pinned between him and the wall, he removed his hands from behind her and slipped them to her tanned thigh. He spread them widely so he could have more space to move freely.

Sora broke the kiss and gasped for air. She stared at the piercing blue eyes in front of her and ran her hand over his cheek and blond hair, thinking about how handsome he was. His expression softened with her touch but was quickly replaced by worry when he saw her wincing in pain for a moment.
"Did I hurt you?"
"No, it's okay." She reassured him.
"We can always stop if you want to."
"No." Sora said firmly. "Everything's fine. It's just a little tight, but it's normal. I want you to keep going."
"Okay." He pushed his penis further into her.
She ran her hands all over his torso and arms as a distraction not to scream with his thrusts. When she felt like she couldn't hold herself any longer, she buried her face into his chest and screamed his name. The last thing Sora wanted was to have Taichi or someone else burst the door open to see if everything was okay and catch both of them in the middle of their sex session. She was sure Yamato shared the same opinion as her. Sora managed to whisper in his ear for him to thrust faster and a smile escaped from his lips at her request, which he gladly fulfilled.
At that point, Sora couldn't care any less about everything else and screamed very loudly in pleasure. She didn't care if someone that was in the house heard her. She's never felt anything like this in her entire life and she enjoyed it. That was all that mattered to her. That, and the fact she got to experience it with the only boy she'd want it to.

Yamato pulled his dick out of her and then grabbed her arms, gently placing her back on the floor. Sora walked out of the shower and watched him stand under the water one more time, letting it soak his blond hair. He turned off the faucet and grabbed a white towel hung nearby. He approached her as he dried his hair. She turned to face him after throwing the condom in the trash.
"You think someone heard us?" Sora asked him.
"They might have because of your last scream." A laugh escaped his mouth when he saw her blush heavily.
"I can only hope they hadn't come back yet. Can you imagine how much Taichi would be making fun of us whenever he'd have the chance to?"
"Gosh, I don't even want to imagine that. It would be his favorite subject for weeks. Maybe months." Yamato hung the towel on its support. "So why hadn't you gone out with the others?"
"I was sleeping when they did. But I'm almost a hundred percent sure it was Mimi's plan all along. She wanted to lock us into the house because she knew we would work things out."
"It looks like it." Yamato placed his hands on her forearms and watched their reflections on the bathroom cabinet mirror. He couldn't help but thinking they made a beautiful couple. "Does it bother you?"
"No." Sora said sincerely. "I'm actually glad she did. She probably didn't think we'd end up having sex though."
Yamato slipped his hands to her belly and she placed hers over them. They were still fully naked, but neither of them seemed to mind it. He was glad they were already this comfortable around each other. "Was it good for you?"
Sora spun around to look at him. She took the moment to hug him and rested her head on his chest. He hugged her back.
"It was even better than I expected. You were amazing." She whispered with a smile. "Thank you."
"Thank you for allowing me to be your first." He rubbed her back with his palms.
"First and only. That is, if you want to."
"I would love that." Yamato removed his left arm from her back and grabbed her chin, lifting it up. Their eyes met once again and Sora could see the same overwhelming happiness and passion on his ones. "You were amazing too. Just like I knew you would be."
Her smile grew wider and he couldn't help but smile as well, thinking how beautiful hers was.
"What about you? Was it good for you? I mean, you made it all about me, so I'm guessing maybe not so much."
"It was good. It was great, actually. I know it's a big deal for you and most people don't like their first time, so I wanted it to be as pleasant and enjoyable for you as I could."
"But it was your first time too. It doesn't seem fair to me now."
"It's okay." Yamato told her in a reassuring tone. "This was only our first time. There'll be plenty to come. We'll be getting to know each other in that sense whenever we have sex. Speaking of that," He added with a smirk. "The house is too quiet, so maybe they haven't come back yet. I think we can have a second round in our bedroom."
Sora let out a soft laugh. "Maybe we can. Just as long as it's all about you this time. And it's our bedroom now?"
"I'm okay with that. And yeah, our bedroom." Yamato went to grab two more towels and handed one to her when he returned to his previous position. He wrapped it around his waist and waited for her to wrap hers over her body. His hands rested on her waist when she was done. "I think we spent far too much time apart. If I had my way, we'd probably be leaving our room as little as possible. I did, though." He saw her confused look and continued his reasoning. "I did miss you. And yes, I still love you. And I hate it how you can read me that well."
"Well, it's not like you were trying to actually hide it. In fact, I think neither one of us were. "
He nodded positively and opened his mouth to say something, but was afraid of stepping into a shaky ground. "I'm sorry for upsetting you a few weeks ago. I don't know what happened. I…"
"Shhh, it's okay. I forgive you." Sora silenced him by pressing her lips on his. "I got the boy after all."
"And I got the girl of my dreams." Yamato smiled and saw her eyes beaming with joy. He leaned over her, kissing her deeply and passionately.