Lesson 10

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Kisuke sat crossed legged in front of his zataku* picking over the warm thick seaweed noodles that were just delivered. He thought now that he was away from the school and away from her, he may have an appetite but that wasn't the case.

He had the TV on but wasn't watching anything. He let out a deep, long sigh, leaning back and looking up at the ceiling. The future looked bleak, boring. He didn't give a damn about anything anymore. Maybe I could become a monk, he mused to himself. He also wasn't looking forward to working with Kuukaku on a daily basis.

Yoruichi. Her lips so soft, flashed in his mind. The smell of her skin. Her hair. Oh, Yoruichi. Kisuke closed his eyes tight trying to shut out the images that were bombarding him again.

I fucked everything up. His thoughts skipped and raced over the last six months and when he wasn't feeling the pangs of loss then it was humiliation and embarrassment for blackmailing one of his students into having sex. Yes, he was very lucky to get out the way he did.

His phone rang, again. It was Shinji, wanting to take him out to celebrate the new job no doubt. And no doubt Kuukaku would be there. He'd have plenty of time to deal with her once he started work, but tonight he wanted nothing to do with her.

As he sat despondent, the doorbell rang. He made no effort to move. Shinji. The doorbell rang again. He wasn't filled with any urgency to answer the door, or even get up. But again it rang. Then again.

He slowly made his way to the door wondering what excuse he could give Shinji for not going out. Looking out the peep-hole, he almost jumped back, then looked again. A delirium of sudden hope and optimism washed over him. He jerked the door open.

"Hello?"

Yoruichi Shihouin stood in his doorway, biting her lip and wringing her hands on her uniform skirt. Her eyes wide, sparkling with uncertainty.

"Ki- ahh Urahara-san, may I please come in?" her voice was unusually timid, quivering even.

"Y-yes." he pulled the door open wide holding his arm out and welcoming her in. Kisuke closed the door without taking his eyes off the young girl slipping off her shoes.

They both stood looking nervous and uncertain.

"I just really want to apologize for-."

"You don't have to apologize. I was wrong, very wrong." he wanted to reach out and comfort her. "This whole thing.. I shouldn't have ever tried to take advantage of you like that."

"Its ok."

"No, it's not okay."

"I wanted to though." she said re-assuredly.

"Really?"

"Yes." A small but warm smile spread across her face. "Did you ever think of just asking me to have sex with you? I mean if that's all you wanted."

Just ask her. He hadn't thought of that. Why would she want to have sex with him. Let alone date him?

"That's not all I wanted... If I had asked …. would you have said yes?"

"Yes."

He looked as if he had been hit with a 50 pound weight.

They were interrupted by the doorbell and a beating on the door.

"Does your bodyguard know you're here." there was a sudden panic in his voice.

"No, I don't think so."

"Kisuke! We know you're in there!" Shinji was shouting through the door. "Open up!" He began beating on the door again and they could hear he had other people with him. "Open up, your neighbors are gonna get mad!"

Kisuke looked Yoruichi over. She couldn't be seen here, especially not in her uniform. He pulled her into his small tidy kitchen.

"Wait here, Ok?"

Yoruichi nodded.

Kisuke went to his door, taking a deep breath he pulled the door open just a crack.

"There you are. C'mon, I gotta a lot of things planned."

"I can't."

"Why? Are you sick?"

"Ahh, no." Kisuke looked over his shoulder then back at Shinji.

"You gotta a girl in there don't you?" Shinji tried to push past Kisuke his head craning in to try and get a glimpse of her. "Great! Bring her I can't wait to see Kuukaku's face. Ha!"

"We were planning on staying in... you know."

"Ohhh. I see. See if she has a friend. We can go out next weekend or something."

"Yeah. Ok, talk to ya later."

He closed the door and locked it, then went to the kitchen where Yoruichi was waiting patiently.

"Sorry about that."

"Its okay."

An awkward silence loomed again.

"I didn't do anything with Kuukaku."

"I know." her voice was sheepish and soft.

"You do?"

"I found out today...Anyway that's why I came to apologize,… for running away. For not giving you the chance to explain."

"What did you want to see me so early for that morning?"

Her cheeks started burning and turned bright rosy red. Her mouth seemed to dry up instantly. She started to mouth the words but her voice had left her.

He watched her struggling with her words, then crystal clear realization hit him.

"I love you, too." He said, looking down proudly, beaming at her before cupping her anguished face in his hands. Tears welled in her eyes, her heart swelling so much it seemed to stop, as she flung her arms around his neck hugging him fiercely while knocking him back into the counter.

"I do love you!" she finally said and it was music to his ears.

Kisuke's mouth captured Yoruichi's full throbbing sensual lips in a long deep drugging kiss, that had her melting in his arms within moments.

A new more powerful dizzying current began to build in her and she gripped him, pressing her lips into his. His tongue pushing urgently into her mouth as their kisses became more fevered and intense.

Kisuke picked Yoruichi up and she instinctively wrapped her legs around him. Their quick breathing, eager mouths and frenzied exploring hands didn't deter him as he carried her, still kissing her, back to his bedroom.

The mutual confession had created a storm of lust that was almost too much to bear, and Kisuke maneuvered to lay Yoruichi down on his bed.

But she pulled away panting.

"What?"

"I want to see you naked."

Not an odd request at all considering the circumstance but hearing her say it so plainly, made Kisuke blush then flare with another wave of passion and confidence.

He leaned in kissing her roughly then stood up stepping back from the bed and began stripping. Yoruichi's eyes were wide, her moist lips slightly parted as she watched him slowly take off his shirt. She knew he was trying to torture her as he took his sweet time undoing each button.

Yoruichi knelt on his bed and began unbuttoning her shirt as slowly as he was. Matching him move for move.

Wanting to see his new young girlfriend completely nude as soon as possible Kisuke hurried along his striptease.

Yoruichi gasped seeing his bare lean chest. No hair, just as she suspected. He was quite a specimen. No wonder Kuukaku was trying to get him back.

"And the bra." Kisuke said after they both had taken off their shirts.

Yoruichi unclasped her bra letting it fall to the side as her large youthful breasts seemed to defy gravity and bounce erotically, nipples already hard and upturned

He unzipped his pants letting them fall to his feet to reveal the sexy boxer briefs he was wearing. His thick cock already erect and bulging in the tight fabric. He pulled the restraining fabric down, setting his cock free while letting it bob anxiously.

She unzipped her skirt, then pulled down her tiny white bikini panties and threw them both to the side. Kisuke filled with almost unbearable excitement stalked toward Yoruichi who held him back a few moments more to take in his beautifully lean yet muscled body. Her hands roaming over him, feeling the hard warmth of his frame.

"My turn." Kisuke said taking her hand over her head and laying her back on the bed. He held her arms at the wrist gently as he began exploring her body, from her neck over the large mounds of her breasts down her flat stomach bypassing her throbbing pussy and stroking down the side of her thigh then back up.

His large hands stroking her, his face filled with love. Yoruichi felt deliciously alive.

He did this several times watching the need and passion build in Yoruichi's face until she was bursting at the seams. His mouth crushed against hers, while releasing her arms and opening her legs wide. Then pushed them up to her chest. She was so wet, her nectar flowing freely down her legs, her clit rosy pink, erect and pulsing. He wanted to taste her but more so he wanted to be inside her.

He positioned himself between her legs and as tight as she was she was twice as wet and her slipped deliciously into her sinking all the way into the hilt bottoming out and feeling her inner wall.

She squirmed, then relaxed feeling full enough to nearly be split open. Then she wrapped her arms around him, pulling him down feeling his chest crash against her own. Her nipples pressing into him.

He began rolling his hips grinding into her, while she squealed as waves of warm delight raced through her. His grinding hips corkscrewing into her was causing her to mewl and whimper happily all while she hugged him convulsively, lolling her head back and forth.

Kisuke was concentrating, the unbridled lust threatening to end this too soon. He breathed heavily into the curve of her neck nipping and sucking at her skin with each roll of his hips. Then he began taking long deep powerful thrusts.

Yoruichi let out a loud surprised moan at the change in rhythm and power. Kisuke sawed into her, back and forth deeper and then short, fast and shallow strokes. Then slamming his pelvis against her, creating slow and lewd wet slapping noises. Flesh against flesh, barely drowned out by Yoruichi's mounting cries of excitement.

They clung together during their moments of unbridled lust. Pumping, moaning and writhing in the dimly lit room.

"I love you so much, Yoruichi." Kisuke moaned between thrusts. Yoruichi quivered with waves of heat, his hot breath in her ear, turning her on, beads of sweat covering her as he continued to piston in and out of her.

Kisuke raised up over her balancing on his knuckles. He wanted to see her face. He knew it would be soon, and he was at his limit.

Pieces of his wild sandy blond mop hung in his face and Yoruichi reached up moving his hair so she could see his eyes as he pleasured her, the maddening joy and voluptuous erotic lightness in her belly building.

"I'm cumming …" she mouthed, unable to catch her breath to speak. He quickened his pace. Her velvety slick pussy clamping down hard on him like a vice.

Mouth open in a breathless scream, eyes closed face contorted in throes of delirious ecstasy, Yoruichi's fingers dug into Kisuke's shoulders. His savage thrusting igniting a soul-shattering explosive orgasm in her. Her mind seemed to fragment into tiny pieces. She had never felt anything so wonderful as her body responded violently while convulsing and jerking erratically. Her inner walls milking him relentlessly.

Kisuke collapsed belly to belly with her. His hips still pumping several times before he completely let himself go to the pleasure. His cock pulsing and exploding inside her. His seed pumping rapidly into her, filling her and spilling out between them.

They lay spent, sweat and panting for several minutes.

The next several hours were each one more magnificent than the last. The two finding new ways to make the other moan and cum. It only stopped here and there when hunger demanded that they eat something besides each other. They lay cuddled together eating and talking, saying all the things they had wanted to over the last few months.

Soon their bodies could hold out no longer, and as they whispered their pledges of love to each other once more, sheer blissful exhaustion took them.

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Early Sunday morning Kisuke rolled over, joy and sadness mingling, twisting his heart, seeing Yoruichi dressing.

"That was Lisa. Soi Fon's been calling. I have to get back."

Thick heavy pain filled his chest, threatening to cause tears. She was leaving for two months and he'd just gotten her. All of her. The way he wanted. He could tell she was feeling it too by her halfhearted smile. Neither of them acknowledged the feelings of sadness that were brimming just beneath the surface.

Yoruichi bounced on the bed with him, giggled and then snuggled next to his lean bare board chest. Then laying down beside him and picking up his phone, her head tilted towards his, she took a picture of them.

"So you won't forget me while I'm gone."

"I'm glad I have it but I won't need this to remember you." He replied taking her face and turning it to him, kissing her deeply, memorizing her taste and the soft curves of her lips. Yoruichi snapped another picture.

Lisa's phone rang again.

"She's getting nervous since Soi Fon's asking to speak to me. I really have to go." she said resisting the urge to linger in bed with him.

Kisuke stood up stark naked, hugging her as she was leaving his bedroom. She would definitely hold the picture of his beautiful lean naked body with her. She sighed happily.

"Don't forget about your new boyfriend once you're surrounded by all those tall dark Greek guys."

Yoruichi beamed at the thought of Kisuke now being her boyfriend. The phone rang again.

"Good luck at your new job. I'll miss you at school." She said kissing him softly once more her hands taking in the delicious male firmness of his chest before she pulled her hand away.

He saw tears welling in her eyes as she left his room.

"Be safe." he called after her as she ran to the door slipped on her shoes and left.

He collapsed on his bed, happier than he had ever been in his entire life, then all pleasure left his face as his body ached, missing her already; but within minutes of her leaving his heart and urgent need for her, helped him formulate a plan. And by the time he got out of the shower he felt much better, knowing what he had to do.

He called Shinji apologizing for being so distracted. He let him know the partial truth that it was because of a girl, for which Shinji wholeheartedly forgave him; just happy to know his friend was happy and dating again after Kuukaku.

Then he called Kyouraku and asked for his job back. Kyouraku who sounded as if he was drunk or at the very least hung over, eagerly agreed. Not wanting to go through the trouble of finding a replacement for Kisuke in the first place.

Kisuke sent an email to his would be new manager and Kuukaku thanking them both for the opportunity but stating he had taken the position in haste and would not be joining their organization.

Then he had one other call to make for the day.

"Hello...yes. How much is a round trip ticket to Greece?"

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the end.

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*zataku=low table

A/N remember to look out for the next two volumes in the Erotic Education Trilogy: Vol 2 Illicit Teacher and Vol 3 Bukkake Academy