Me: Well, I hope everyone is ready for a nose bleed! Thanks to many other fan fiction writers, and a few actual authors of romance novels, I have built up the courage and experience to finally get this part of the story done; turning it to M rated! Yay me!
Keisuke and Tatsuki: (both finish reading the script with intense nose bleeds while Kouya and Lee gawk) So, hot...
Lee: M-Must I do this?! I mean, this can't even be legal!
Kouya: I'm pretty certain it isn't...
Me: Suck it up. (snickers) I said suck...
Lee: Pervert! (kicks me between the legs)
Me: I'm used to it. I do not own Morenatsu!
Kouya, Keisuke, and Tatsuki: What the hell are you!?
August 22 part 2
The First Time
Kouya and I make it back to the park five minutes after our kiss, and both of us are grinning widely, almost brimming with energy. I'm a little nervous as to what people would think if they found out, but I don't really care; that kiss blew my mind, and I actually want to experience that again.
The moment the others are in our sights, Hiroyuki does as he did earlier tonight and gets close, studying me before he gawks, backing away. "You actually did it."
Kouya and I look to one another, and I can practically see the question marks hovering above our heads as Hiroyuki growls, paying Shun once more. "What exactly was the bet this time," Kouya asks, placing a hand on his hip.
"We saw you two leave, so we made a bet about whether anything would happen or not," Shun laughs, starting to count the money he won tonight. "Hiroyuki can tell even from the slightest differences if and what happens." I have to admit, it explains a lot. Then again, when dating Torahiko, a chef, noticing slight differences must come easy to him.
"You have Kouya's scent all over you, just so you know. Someone would think you guys went further than a kiss." I blush at the very thought, but Kouya doesn't seem to mind; in fact, he now has a mischievous grin on his face as he eyes me. This is going to get interesting.
"Let them think what they want. Honestly, I don't see the night ending any time soon for the two of us." I don't much trouble understanding that, and neither do the others as Tatsuki bursts into laughter, picking the both of us up. I blush when I see that his fundoshi is missing again, and I struggle to escape his grip.
"Tatsuki, put us down," I shout, red faced to the extreme. It takes a firm pebble toss from Juichi to get the dragon to drop us. "We should probably get going, before this happens again."
"I completely agree," Kouya mutters, and he grabs my arm, helping me to my feet. We turn to leave, but Hiroyuki stops us, and I can see Torahiko smirking behind him.
"Be safe," the other teen whispers, pressing something into my free hand, and I blush, realizing what he's talking about. I nudge Kouya, and we start to leave, without any distractions this time, thankfully.
"So, exactly where are we going," I ask the husky, since I really don't think the room at the inn is going to be preferable for anything.
"My place, of course. But, you will probably not like how we are getting there." I raise an eyebrow in questioning, but as we turn a corner, I can see what he meant. The only mode of transportation is a sleek black motorcycle, one that is meant for speed rather than leisurely rides. I highly doubt it'll work well with my yukata.
He grabs a pair of helmets that are strapped to the back, handing one to me as he straps the other on. "Just be careful when you get on, okay? I don't think you'll want to tear the yukata."
"Thanks," I mutter, strapping on the helmet while he starts up the engine. I am a little awkward climbing on behind him, and I can't help but be embarrassed as the rumble of the motorcycle and an accidental rub against Kouya's back are affecting me in that area.
"Are you feeling okay?"
"Yeah. Can we just go please?" He gives me a small smirk before we kick off, racing down the street.
It takes a half hour, since Kouya doesn't live in Minasoto but in a neighboring town, but we finally arrive at a small apartment building. It looks as though it has been getting repaired lately, because some areas looks like they've been remodeled. I'm sore between the legs from the motorcycle, so my knees nearly collapse under my weight when I get off. The musician is the only thing that is keeping me from hitting the ground, which I'm definitely thankful about.
"Lee, come on. I think you need to get inside right away." He helps me into the apartment once he unlocks the door, and I look around after collapsing onto the bed in the first room. I must say, this place is more my style. It is rather small, so the few belongings actually look like a mess, much like back home. I can see two doorways connected to this first room, which serves as a bedroom and a living room. I have to assume that one leads to a kitchen and the other to a bathroom. A small round table with two chairs is in the corner of the room, with some garbage from fast food scattered across it. "So, what do you think?"
I turn to answer him, but I can only gawk and blush as he starts to strip, already free of his shirt and tie and working on his pants. Even though I've seen him before like this, right now, after having kissed him, it's like watching a model. I cross my legs slightly, nervous about what is about to happen. I still have the object Hiroyuki gave me in my hand, which makes this only more real than it already is.
He pauses with his pants still up, but completely unzipped, showing off his boxers, which have a noticeable shape to them right now. "Is something wrong, Lee?"
I shake my head, but I think my blush is contradicting my motions. "No, there's nothing. It's just, are we actually about to do this?"
That gives him a mischievous look once more. "Hey, we could always wait if you're nervous. I don't want to rush any of your decisions." He moves to zip back up, but I grab his arm, stopping him.
"That isn't what I meant, Kouya. I meant, are we actually about to enter a relationship? I do leave soon, after all, and I'm not even sure if we could manage something long distance."
What happens next surprises me more than anything this summer. Kouya grabs the small package from my hand and sets it on a nearby stack of books, and climbs onto the bed at my side. He kisses my lips with a passion that hadn't been there before, shifting so a hand is starting to pull at the obi keeping my yukata shut.
My mind is ready to explode as I part my lips slightly in a gasp, and it worsens as he forces his tongue past them, tracing the roof of my mouth. His taste is so much. It's a mix of lemons, cinnamon, and, strangely enough, chocolate, but I can't get enough of it all as I begin to get into the kiss as well, though I can barely do anything as he intensifies the kiss. He pulls away only to suck on my bottom lip, placing his free hand on mine and running his thumb along it.
My obi comes off and gets set at the foot of the bed, and he parts my yukata. The kiss stops as he pulls away to study me, the yukata sliding off my shoulders. He takes in my scrawny, skeletal appearance, and the embarrassing emerald green fundoshi that Keisuke bought me yesterday shortly after lunch. But, again the husky surprises me. I always was disgusted with this appearance, and believed it would repulse others, but his eyes shimmer lightly, like he is staring at the most beautiful thing in the world.
"You look amazing," he whispers into my ear, pulling away the yukata and setting it aside as well. I shiver from the lack of clothing, but it becomes a shiver of pleasure as he runs a hand across my ribcage, his chilled fingers leaving behind a fiery heat on my skin. He kisses my throat lightly, licking and sucking that very spot repeatedly. Even with all my will power, I can't focus enough so as to keep myself from moaning.
"Gods, Kouya, where did you learn this?" He smiles and moves onto my collar bone, but rather than continuing with the gentle play from my throat, he forces a gasp of pure ecstasy from me as he bites my collar, not hard enough to draw blood, but definitely enough to leave a bruise. "Kouya!"
I push on his chest, and he pulls away, giving me a look of pure lust. "Sorry about that. I didn't hurt you, did I?"
"A little, yeah." I rub my collar as he nods, calming down somewhat.
"Lee, how far exactly do you want to go?" I turn to face him, curious and also somewhat excited.
"Far enough that we can't go back," I say with a smile, leaning in for another kiss as I grab his hand and lead it towards the strap of my fundoshi. He returns my kiss, untying the strap so I'm now fully exposed to him. He smiles while in our kiss, and I reach for his remaining clothes, pulling down his pants and boxers at the same time. I freeze up now, unable to keep myself from comparing the both of us. He is definitely more gifted than I am in this area, and he is already growing firm.
I swallow hard, my mouth dry as he smirks, lying back to let me see his entire body. I blush in the moonlit room, but I do enjoy the sight.
"So, what do we do now," I mutter, since, after all, this is the first time I've ever even seen another person in the nude, let alone another male.
The answer comes quickly as Kouya pushes me back, keeping his head close to my abdomen. I blush, since I have a strange feeling I know what he is about to do, but nothing can ready me for the pleasure I'm about to feel, nor the feeling I have not experienced since I was sixteen, when I began to avoid situations that would arouse me.
The feel of his tongue, which is almost like sand paper, is beyond words for me to describe as he gets to pleasuring me, paying particular attention to my head. Warmth flows through my body as I let loose a series of moans, grabbing the sheets like my life depends on it. Before I even realize what is happening, my vision goes white as the pleasure I feel becomes a white hot flame in my gut, and my abdominal muscles clench up as I resist.
Kouya sits up with a surprised expression, and I laugh when I see that his face is basically soaked. "You have never had an orgasm before, have you?"
"No, not really. I didn't ever even know how to be pleasured until now, really." The look on his face shifts into something priceless, and I know for a fact I will never forget this night. "So, should we continue? Because I think it's your turn." I smirk, rolling him over so I can get full access of his body. I plan to make him beg for mercy with this treatment.
I let my fingers trail along his abdomen and around his navel, keeping it light so he can enjoy it. Using my other hand, I massage him, drawing out an elongated moan. Like this, I can't help but enjoy toying with him, since he has done it to me since we met.
"Dammit, Lee," he growls deep in his throat, "stop messing around."
"Hey, I'm the one pleasuring you, so stop complaining," I answer, grabbing at him as I kiss his lips to silence a gasp. I smile at his reaction, and make an experimental twist while running my hand along his shaft. I'm pleased to see that he enjoys it, and continue at varying speeds to see how he reacts at each speed.
"Holy shit! Don't stop!" He twitches in my hand as he arks his back. A milky solution, which I can only guess to be one thing, soaks the side of my face and part of my arm, the rest coating his stomach. He collapses both mentally and physically, gasping for air, and with a smirk, I lie down so I'm on him, using his chest as my pillow. "You know, you are pretty damn good at that, Lee."
"Thanks for that. We'll have to do this again in the future," I mutter. The only answer I get is him snoring, so I guess he'll be out for some time. I sigh, shutting my eyes so I too can sleep. But one thought does linger in my mind before I do sleep; I hope we can be like this for a long time, even if I do go home.
Me: Oh my god! (nose gushes blood) I finally wrote it! It's a bit earlier than in the game, looking back, but I'm happy I finally got this done!
Lee: Oh, my, gods! That was actually pretty good...
Keisuke: Lucky little...
Tatsuki: Kouya, be glad I can't hurt you! You are not worthy of Lee!
Kouya: Yeah... Don't care. That was surprisingly nice.