AN: WARNING HEAVY SMEXING AHEAD! IF THAT IS NOT YOUR CUP OF TEA, PLEASE TURN AWAY
as per ciymii's request, she wanted to see Izawa and Rika doing the deed, and who am i to ignore that (also its just an excuse for me to right smut). so, here's to you ciymii. Hope you enjoy this
yeah i don't own captain tsubaa
Omake 3: 2nd year, July 12
"Oh look at this!" she squealed while showing him her phone. Their naked skin brushing against each other. The white sheet covered their bodies, for him hiding from his navel down, and for her, from her chest until the ends of her toes. They had their backs against the headboard with her pressed against his bare chest. He had an arm around her as he peered into her phone, looking at what she was excited over. He couldn't help the smile that formed on his lips when he finally recognize what it was.
"Aww, look how cute we were," she gushed as she swiped to go to another picture. "Can you believe it, this was just a year ago…"
Rika wistfully stared at their photo of the day when they first started dating, their shy smiles captured in a single instant, but if someone looked into their eyes they'll know that they were genuinely happy that day.
Mamoru chuckled and pressed her closer to him, kissing her head. "We're still cute right now," he said.
"Damn right we are," she agreed. "We're hella cute and sexy."
He looked at her, smiling stupidly as she giggled up to him. He felt his smile grow wider just seeing her so happy, that he felt like his heart was going to burst. He caressed her face with one hand, feeling her smooth skin with his thumb. Rika laid a hand on his, staring directly at his eyes while smiling. He stared back at her with the safe softness, before he slowly leaned down to catch her lips in a kiss.
Their lips locked together perfectly, already knowing the right positions to be comfortable with this act from countless experience. She released a satisfied sigh between their lips and he couldn't help the smile on his face.
He felt Rika's hand leave his face and both of her arms wrapped themselves on his neck, pulling him closer as she deepened the kiss between them. He kissed back with the same force, moving to hover her in the process.
After a few moments, they separated, panting from the lack of air. But even though, they had huge smiles on their faces as they leaned their foreheads against each other's.
"Happy anniversary," he opened his eyes and kissed her forehead.
Rika giggled and pulled him tighter to her, making him fall on top of her with a grunt of surprise.
"Happy anniversary!" she greeted back cheerfully, kissing his cheek. Mamoru chuckled and rolled off of her to lay where he was before.
"Can you believe it?" she asked as she turned to face him. "It's been a year since we started dating."
"It feels longer," he replied, pushing back a strand of her hair away from her face.
Rika only giggled and bopped his nose with her finger, which he pretended to bite off with his mouth. She only laughed in glee and he swore, he will never get tired of hearing it.
"Oh!" she exclaimed suddenly, sitting up. Mamoru looked at her in worry. Was there something wrong? Was she alright.
But all his worries washed away when he saw her reach for the instant camera that was on her bedside table.
"We gotta take a ton of pictures for today! It's not every day we get to celebrate our first year anniversary as a couple," she said excitedly, firmly holding the mint camera in her hands.
Of course, how could he forget? His girlfriend loved photos, capturing the moments that was dear to their hearts. He took his chance to observe her room as she snuggled back under his arm, preparing the camera for their use.
The room was littered with various photographs, most of them from the tiny camera she held in her hands. He remembered when he gave it to her on her birthday last February, and Mamoru would never forget how happy she was when she first saw it. He could also remember the thank you kiss she gave him in front of everyone. If they weren't in public, he was almost sure that their first time would have happened on that day.
He couldn't help but smile as he read through the tiny notes he put on the bottom of the pictures, the little hearts or "I love you's" on the ones that had them together never failed to make his heart flutter in happiness. He unconsciously tightened his hold on her as he continued to observe her photograph-covered walls.
Rika looked at to him in question, but she noticed he wasn't looking at her and followed his line of sight toward her wall of photos. She looked back to him and saw how his eyes softened and a serene smile on his face. Rika gazed him tenderly, producing a soft smile and turned back to her camera.
"All set!" she cried out. Mamoru turned to her quickly, the smile still on his face.
"Ready?" he asked. Rika nodded, and snuggled closer to him, pointing the camera at them. Mamoru pressed his cheek to the side of her head, throwing his other hand around her waist.
"Smile!" Rika said and quickly pressed the button. The flash blinded them for a second, making them blink a few times. Soon they heard the sound of the photograph being printed.
Rika pulled it out as it finished and both of them excitedly peered at the picture.
"Wow," Mamoru exclaimed dryly. "That's a nice picture."
The picture showed them, together but their eyes were cut off.
"Shut up," Rika laughed, smacking him lightly. "It's hard taking selfies like these!"
"But I thought you said that you're a good photographer?" he teased.
"I am!" she huffed. "It's morning. I don't have my photographer skills working yet.
He rolled his eyes. "Excuses, excuses," he said.
Rika laughed once more, and Mamoru took this chance to grab the camera from her hand and pointed it towards them again, pressing the button as he gave her cheek a big smooch.
"Mamoru!" she cried out in glee. "I wasn't ready!"
The camera immediately printed the photo.
"So what?" he asked as he took the picture. He looked at it and smiled. "It turned out nicely. Better than yours. Maybe I'm the better photographer than the two of us."
He showed her the picture, and once more she got into a fit of giggles. He couldn't help but join her, chuckling as he set the camera back on her table and rolled on top of her. They stared at each other with huge grins on their faces. Soon he leaned into her and pressed his lips to hers in a kiss.
They shared their kiss for a long time, savoring the feel of their lips against each other before Mamoru began to move his hands to run them throughout her body.
He deepened their kiss, pressing his body close to hers. Rika's hand wounded themselves on his hair, grabbing them softly as she kissed back with the same ferocity. Mamoru grunted to her actions. He always loved it when she ran her hands in his hair.
His hand brushed under her breast, making her gasp from the contact. He took advantage of her open mouth to push his tongue into hers. She moaned at his sudden entrance, pulling him closer. He ran his tongue all over her mouth to taste all of her.
His hand finally found one of her breast, massaging them softly as another moan erupted from her. He loved hearing her moan. It was just so sensual knowing that he was the one who made her sound like that, that he was the only one who could make her like that.
He left her mouth to suck on her neck, earning a whine of protest from her, but it soon turned into a whimper of pleasure as he took one of her hardened nipples and pinched it with his fingers. His other hand began kneading her other breast as she squirmed under him.
He started trailing kisses down her neck, making sure to leave a distinctly red mark under her right collarbone. He leaned away to look at her. It took a lot of his self-control for him not to take her fast and hard at that time. No matter how much they've been doing this, Mamoru still couldn't get over how beautiful she looked flushed under him.
Rika opened her eyes to squint at him, her breaths were short and she could feel the wetness of her core. And she was sure that it only got wetter seeing the way he was looking at her.
Mamoru took no time to get back to his ministrations, heading straight to her chest and massaged them once more. Rika squirmed again, gasping and whimpering his name. She was suddenly enveloped in a great amount of pleasure when she felt him take one of her sensitive nipples in his mouth, making her arch back in ecstasy.
She started mewling in pleasure, grabbing his hair in her hands as he continued to suck and lick between her peaks, alternating between them. When he was sucking on one, his other hand would immediately be pinching and pulling the other. Rika felt herself dripping, trailing down her legs.
His hand let go of one of her breast, and she was about to protest when suddenly, she felt it just outside of her wet core.
She moaned loudly when she felt his hand rub her, brushing past her overly sensitive bud. She tried grinding against his hand, desperate for the contact that she badly needed.
Mamoru couldn't help the smirk to form on his lips as he continued to lightly bite her nipple. He knew she wanted him to touch her bad, and who was he to disappoint?
"Oh god!" she screamed when he finally found her clitoris, playing with it with his thumb and index finger. He rubbed it slowly, making her moan louder and drunk with pleasure.
Taking advantage of her clouded mind, he quickly left her bundle of nerves and inserted a finger inside of her.
Rika opened her eyes and produced a long moan, surprised by the sudden action. Mamoru smirked once more, before inserting another one. It produced the reaction he wanted. Rika was almost delirious from pleasure.
"Oh god, Mamoru," she whimpered as he leaned away to look at her. Her eyes were closed, and her face was flushed with pleasure. He smirked in satisfaction. He always did love it when she got like this.
He proceeded to thrust his fingers in and out of her, her moans and sighs were music to his ears. He went back to her sensitive nipples, sucking and biting them again. Her moans began to sound like they were screaming as his touches began to make her start losing all coherent thought.
"Mamoru, p-please," she begged, her hands lightly pushed him away to look at him.
"Please what?" he asked, stopping his movements. Rika whined once more, but he didn't give her what she wanted. Instead, he went back to teasing her clit. She opened her mouth to release a gasp, her body writhing and thrashing as she neared her peak.
"Please," she said once again. "I'm-I'm-"
"Tell me," he said as he continued to play with her, loving the way she was whimpering in pleasure. "I don't know unless you tell me what you want me to do."
She howled as he lightly squeezed her bud, and she looked at her pleadingly. She was panting hard, and a drop of sweat trailed down her forehead.
"I-I need you-" she gasped as she wriggled, urging his hand to move faster.
"Need to what?" he asked, still moving slowly.
"Mamoru," she whined, annoyed that he was denying her what she needed. He knew what she wanted, why was he doing this?
"Hmm?" he hummed as he stopped altogether, meeting his eyes with his. Rika was desperate, more so since he stopped. "What do you need Rika?" he asked lowly. "Tell me what exactly you need."
"Fuck me!" she shouted, desperation in her voice. "I need you to fuck me now, please. I want you so bad, I can't take it anymore."
Mamoru finally smiled. That's what he needed to hear.
"As you wish," he said as he laid a kiss on her forehead. He took a condom from the box on her bedside table and quickly tore it open. He didn't know how many they've used since last night, but he didn't care. If he could, he'd make love to her all day long.
He put it on with ease, familiar with the act they've done for so long now. Without wasting any moment, he went inside her in one slide.
"Fuck," he groaned as she moaned, letting her get comfortable with him inside. He didn't know how long they've been having sex, but somehow she still felt so good around him like their first time.
"You feel so good," he whispered to her ear as he buried his face in her hair. "God Rika." He set his arms beside her head, pressing his body close to hers as he began to move. Rika started to moan again, her hips meeting his thrusts. Their voices began to mingle with one another, cries of pleasure began surrounding her room.
"Oh god, Mamoru," she whimpered. "Oh god." She was howling with pleasure, her moans becoming louder and louder each time he went inside her. Her arms wrapped around him, her nails scratching him and he was sure they were going to leave marks. Her legs went around his hips, lessening the distance between them as she met his thrusts.
He began to quicken himself once she felt her walls tighten around him, his jaw tightening as stopped himself from finishing. He wasn't going to let himself release until she did. She deserved it after all.
Rika's nails dug deeper into his skin, making him hiss in pain and pleasure. He continued his pace, her moans urging him to go deeper and harder.
"I-I'm gonna-" she gasped as he moved faster, harder, deeper. He could feel her getting tighter even more, and he was sure he was close as well. "Oh god, oh god, oh god, Mamoru. I'm gonna-I'm gonna-"
Before she could scream, Mamoru quickly covered her mouth with his, drowning her pleasured cry with a kiss as he groaned, coming with her.
Once the waves of pleasure washed over of them, Mamoru rolled off of her. Both of them were out of breath as they laid tired on the bed. They took a moment to catch their breaths, Rika trying to wait until her body stopped trembling from the ecstatic feeling that covered her body.
Taking one last deep breath, she finally smiled and turned to face him.
Mamoru copied her actions, smiling as well as he caressed her face with his hand.
"I love you," she whispered lovingly, her eyes glistening in adoration.
He felt his smile soften, and traced her cheek with his thumb. "I love you too," he replied. Rika's smile widened and he started to lean into her for a kiss.
Suddenly, a phone rang.
Mamoru groaned as his girlfriend giggled. Who would text him at so early in the morning? Besides, most of their friends knew it was their anniversary, they should know that they shouldn't be disturbing them today.
With an annoyed huff, he took his phone from her bedside table and looked who had the gall to text him.
Teppei: Stop fucking your girlfriend and go to Sweetie's. We've been waiting for both of you since 11. We're hungry.
Well they didn't tell them to wait for them. Why were they waiting for them in the first place?
Teppei: Also, happy anniversary, you rascal. You think we're gonna let this pass? Of course, we're going to have a party for you guys! Now get your asses here.
Mamoru couldn't help but chuckle. They had the best friends they could ever ask for.
Rika peered at him curiously. "Who was it?"
"Teppei," he answered, sitting up. "He wants to go to the café. Apparently they made a party for us."
"Really?" she asked with bright eyes, moving to a sitting position. "How sweet! Ugh, our friends are the best."
Mamoru hummed in agreement, and threw his legs over the side of her bed. Rika began to ramble about stuff she needed to do, and he listened halfheartedly as he stretched his arms up in the air. Sex was amazing definitely, but it was also tiring. Maybe he could convince Rika to just stay in the bed with him, do what they just did a few moments ago and more.
He felt her arms drape around him from behind.
"Ne," she whispered to his ear. She had her lips pressed on the skin under his ear, and something started steering in him once more. "Let's take a shower together."
Oh? Wasn't she a little bit daring today?
He looked at her over his shoulder, an eyebrow quirked up in question. "Really now? Not that I'm complaining, but what about your parents?"
She giggled and nibbled on his ear, making him bite his lip from groaning. "They're not here remember? They're gone on a business trip and won't be back until tomorrow." She began to lick the side of his neck, and he honestly didn't know how he could stop himself from just taking her again once more. "We could do whatever we want."
Could they now?
"Besides, this would be more efficient," she said, nibbling on his neck. "We wouldn't want to make them wait some more do we?"
He felt himself smirk, and turn around to face her.
"No we don't," he agreed. Without wasting anytime, he gathered her up in his arms and headed to her door.
"I hope you're prepared for a thorough cleaning," he teased. "We're not leaving until we're fresh and clean."
The sound of her laughter was the last thing the house heard before he closed the bathroom door with a thud.
End
AN: i hope you guys liked this and hopefully it was to your satisfaction. thanks for reading tho. i dont really know if i brought justice to sex, but here it is.
again thanks for reading and dont be afraid to request on what missing moments you want to see from FOLW and WOS.
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