A/N: Humor me for posting only one part each day. This is the result of a tiring day from work.

Chapter 4.2. At The House

Yumi submerged herself until only her head wasn't under the water. She was feeling conscious and inadequate compared to Sachiko's stunning beauty in a blue two-piece. Her skin was so white and smooth, and her hips so small, her legs so long and…

Yumi blushed as she met Sachiko's questioning eyes.

"Uhm…won't you take a swim, Onee-sama?"

"Of course I will."

Sachiko took a graceful dive, swam towards Yumi and stopped a few meters away and before Yumi knew it, water splashed on her face.

"Onee-sama!"

Yumi tried to fight back Sachiko's onslaught and soon, they were giggling like kids, splashing water against each other and racing at the pool.

"I give up! I can't beat you, Onee-sama," Yumi said after a few laps.

"Giving up already? Too bad."

Sachiko dove into the water and for a moment, Yumi felt alone at the pool. She was startled when something held her legs, then her waist, before Sachiko emerged right in front of her.

"Onee-sama! You scared me there."

Yumi pouted prettily that Sachiko had an urged to kiss those pouting lips. And kiss she did.

Yumi didn't hesitate and return the kiss. The water was cold but suddenly, she felt warm all over. She welcomed the familiar stirring of desire as her hands moved from Sachiko's shoulders down to her back.

Sachiko arched her back at the gentle caressed on her back, her own hands doing their own exploration on Yumi's back, before she slowly moved them in front, first at Yumi's small waist, then to her smooth, flat stomach.

Yumi's lust and desire were suddenly overcome with fear when she felt Sachiko's soft hands slowly making their way up from her stomach and now to her ribcage. It felt incredibly delicious and yet scary at the same time.

'Am I ready for more than kisses? Or will I stop Onee-sama?'

Yumi didn't know what to do.

Sachiko felt Yumi's hesitation amidst everything. Slowly, she let Yumi go.

"Yumi?"

"I'm sorry, Onee-sama. I don't know if…I…" Yumi didn't know what to say, afraid that Sachiko would misunderstood her.

"I understand, Yumi. I understand. Now, let's get out of her before I change my mind." Sachiko teased as she winked at Yumi.

---o---

Sachiko looked up from preparing snacks when she heard the familiar soft steps coming. She smiled when she saw Yumi standing near the door. She was wearing her own shirt and a towel around her waist. As it was, when they decided to swim, they realized that Yumi didn't have any spare clothes or under things because their trip was only supposed to be Sachiko showing her new home to Yumi. Her own under things would be bigger than Yumi so she couldn't lend hers.

Sachiko chuckled inwardly when she remembered Yumi's reaction when she told her that she could swim with nothing on and she wouldn't mind at all. It was priceless. Of course Yumi declined, red-faced. Besides, if she did swim with nothing on, she wouldn't have known how she would have reacted. Thus, for Yumi to be able to swim, they decided that Yumi would swim with her own under things and afterwards, she would dry them off so that when she went home, she could wear them. For now though, with those still wet, she had to bear without them.

"That smells delicious, Onee-sama," Yumi said, trying to hide the nervousness she was feeling, especially now that Sachiko was looking at her like she was some kind of food.

"But you are delicious, Yumi," Sachiko teased. Her smile widened when Yumi's face turned scarlet.

Yumi stepped back when Sachiko walked towards her. She wanted to run away and at the same time she wanted to move towards Sachiko. Such conflicting feelings.

"Are you scared of me, Yumi?" Sachiko asked while standing in front of Yumi.

"Huh? O-of course I'm not," Yumi stammered, feeling scared and excited at the mischievous glint in Sachiko's eyes. At the same time, she was happy that Sachiko seemed to have loosened up. A mischievous side of Sachiko was fun too, and adorable, and she liked it just as she liked the strict and cold Sachiko.

"Really?"

Sachiko moved her face closer to Yumi's, staring straight in her eyes.

"Y-yes."

"Or perhaps you thought I'd pull that towel around your waist?" Sachiko continued.

"W-what?"

Yumi's hand automatically moved to the towel around her waist as she backed a step away from Sachiko. She stopped when her back touched the cold wall. Cornered, she stared at Sachiko with wide eyes.

"What would you do, Yumi, I wonder," Sachiko teased as she placed her hands on Yumi's shoulders.

"O-onee-sama…"

Yumi watched as the perfectly beautiful face in front of her came closer and closer to her face, and stopped so close that their lips were almost touching.

"What would you do, Yumi?"

As Sachiko spoke, her lips grazed Yumi's.

Yumi couldn't take anymore the sweet torture and touched her lips on Sachiko's. The kisses were gentle at first before they became demanding.

Yumi pulled Sachiko closer, forgetting everything except Sachiko's lips and the cute little moans Sachiko was making, joining her own sweet little moans. She tasted Sachiko, her tongue darting in and out of her mouth hungrily.

Sachiko kissed back Yumi hungrily. Her hands moved from Yumi's shoulders down to the gentle swells in her front. She moaned with delight at its softness and the feel of it in her hands. Yumi obviously wasn't wearing a bra.

Yumi shivered at the heat coming from Sachiko's palms. She could feel her nipples shamelessly hardened at the touched. Desire traveled from her nipples and settled just below her stomach. And when Sachiko gently squeezed her aching breasts, her knees almost buckled.

"Onee-sama…please…stop…"

Barely hanging on sanity, Yumi pleaded on Sachiko. It wasn't because she didn't like this. In fact, her whole body screamed for Sachiko's touches. But they couldn't. Not yet. She wasn't prepared yet.

"Onee-sama…stop…"

Yumi's pleas were drowned by the hunger that Sachiko felt for her. She understood that Yumi wasn't prepared yet for more than kisses and little petting, and yet she couldn't stop herself even if she wanted to. But she didn't want to. Her whole body screamed to feel and touch Yumi more. Besides, Yumi's pleas sounded like sweet encouragements in her ears.

Yumi's mind told her to push Sachiko away, and yet her body wanted to pull her closer. And when Sachiko's mouth traveled from her neck down to her breast and gently suckled her aching nipple through the fabric of her shirt, she simply lost it and moaned loudly. When she thought that she couldn't and wouldn't fight her desire anymore, the telephone rang, bringing them into a halt.

Sachiko stopped kissing Yumi and instead touched her forehead to hers. Both of them were breathing hard and trembling with desire.

After Sachiko composed herself, she let Yumi go.

"You won't be lucky next time, my dear Yumi."

Sachiko traced Yumi's slightly swollen lips with her finger before going to the ringing telephone.

A/N: What?! Another cut? Not again!

Sorry about that :)

And please pray that tomorrow I would still have the energy to post the next one. Being one of the younger staffs in the office, I was forced just a few minutes ago to participate in track because it's the university's sports fest starting tomorrow. I hope they won't put me in 400m-dash coz otherwise, I'll be crawling just to reach the finish lane. Well, wish me luck as I humiliate myself tomorrow ha ha :)

---Arvendell---

05 February 2008