A/N: Ohayo, minna-san! Gomen ne! I apologize for the delay, I've been swamped with work! Hopefully I'll be able to write more during Winter Break, but as with all festivities, it may prove be even more tiresome! But enough of that. Here's my first lemon :P (sort of) But you've been warned!


A teasing breeze swirled through the meadow. The tall grass swaying in the wind brushed against exposed skin, tickling him.

Where am I? He vaguely thought, staring straight up at the clear azure sky. Slowly sitting up, his gaze travelled, observing the scenery around him, taking in the overly bright sun, shining down on lush foliage. A thick ring of trees fringed the edge of the meadow, obscuring everything beyond.

The serene atmosphere did not last long, when an ethereal blue light flashed in front of him, the stray beams of light leaking through the dense forest ahead

Curiosity tugged at him, like strings on a marionette, and he lurched forward, meandering to the edge of the forest, seemingly of his own accord.

Pushing past the surprisingly yielding branches, he eventually stumbled upon another clearing, except this one seemed much more sinister. Weeds ran rampant, yellowing grass dominated the landscape, littered with withered flowers. A make-shift hearth was housing a brilliant blue flame, dancing and flickering in the breeze, giving off pitch black smoke, scorching his naval cavities and esophagus.

Someone was already there, and wasted no time in turning around from his seat on the dying grass to glare at him. A perverse doppelganger of himself, stood across from him, the pure malevolence radiating off of him in a suffocating manner.

He wanted to run, but his body disobeyed him, and his voice was lost in his throat. Every sense in his body screamed at him to run, but it was utile. He could not budge and stayed rooted to the spot.

A contemptible sneer made its way onto the "other boy's" face, aware of his inability to move. In a flash, he was by the boy's side, inspecting him, as if he were some peculiar specimen.

After several tense, wordless seconds, the "other" exhaled sharply before speaking for the first time.

"Long have I awaited for your awakening..." his voice was a hoarse, cacophonous whisper, though strangely appealing at the same time.

How it was possible, the boy could not contemplate, but his time was up. The "other" had procured a knife, its sharpened blade gleamed maliciously before it disappeared, plunged straight through his heart.

Kazuya woke with a start, perspiration causing his clothes to cling to him. His heart was racing, beating furiously against his rib cage, as if wanting to break free of its confines.

What the heck was that? Kazuya thought, staring down at his trembling hands. He was in a pastel green hospital gown, propped up by pillows on the stiff, stark white hospital bed. Still breathing heavily, he pushed the gown off one shoulder to examine his chest.

No visible wound... Kazuya trailed off gently, prodding around the area of his pectorals to make sure that there was no wound. He slowly traced over the area of his would-be scar before his mind finally registered the added weight on his bed near his waist.

Lifting his gaze, he froze. Two pairs of eyes stared back him, and he nearly gave a yelp in surprise until he noticed all the flowers surround his bed.

"W-Who sent all those...?" Kazuya inquired with a quaking voice, slightly wide-eyed. Could it be?

"Your friends." Satellizer responded tersely, never taking her eyes off his face. Do I have something on it...? Still... I won't say I don't like having them watch me... Wait WHAT?!

"From when we had our special training... We were so worried, you know..." Rana trailed off, ogling his semi-exposed chest.

A deluge of memories overwhelmed him, as his mind reeled, the world around him spinning, Satellizer immediately caught him, a rising blush painting his cheeks.

"W-What happened to everyone, then? Are all the girls alright?" Kazuya managed, as he panicked. He could feel them... They were pushed up against his chest, causing blood to flow southward.

"It's so like you..." Satellizer purred, her warm breath tickled his ear, and he could feel her inviting warmth radiating off of her.

"...to wory about us, when you're the one who's in a hospital bed..." Rana finished in a husky tone, climbing up onto his cot.

He could hear it. Every rustle of clothes from their movements, every slow inhale and exhale, and above all, his frantic heart, beating almost irregularly.

Rana was less than an arms-length away, and she reach out, pushing off the other half of his gown, letting the garment drop and pool around his waist, fully exposing his toned chest. All his training paid off.

Gingerly, she left butterfly touches all across his upper body, as if accessing his injuries, setting his skin ablaze. She trailed her hands all over, ravenously memorizing every inch of his skin.

"R-Rana, S-Satellizer, w-what are you-" Kazuya gave a short, pleasurable gasp, unable to complete the sentence when Satellizer licked the rim of his ear, gently blowing before nipping at it playfully.

A foreign sensation radiated from his heart, seemingly siphoning the blood from his higher rational mind, to his baser, carnal urges. W-What the heck is this feeling?! Though is somewhat frightened him, it felt wonderful, and ]he found that he wanted to experience more of it... But what was this strange feeling, eating away at him?

A short hiss escaped his throat when Rana's hand came to a stop right on top of his right pectoral, and she traced the areola. Lowering herself, she give it a tentative lick and flick, before she took it in her mouth, gently sucking.

Kazuya gasped, at the feeling, and Satellizer took the opportunity to claim his lips, hers crashing down onto his, muffling his gasp.

"Mnnnnmph!" Kazuya struggled a bit against the two, but eventually, he stopped moving, and accepted their ministrations, beginning by returning the kiss to Satellizer.

Lacing her fingers into his locks, she smiled into the kiss, feeling his tongue, darting out to lick her own, requesting entrance, to which she promptly obliged, parting her lips just enough for him to slip in. Moaning softly at his probing touch exploring her wet orifice, their tongues danced around in her mouth, chasing, massaging and sucking. Satellizer's free hand drifted to his left nipple, rolling it between her index finger and thumb, causing him to jerk a bit in response.

Rana's free hand trailed down his navel, single-handedly undoing the lower half of his gown, and pushing it down to his knees, entangling his legs a bit. Slowly shifting her attention to his lower extremities, Rana left lingering kisses down, working her way down to his manhood, standing upright and alert. Eyes widening slightly at the sight, she merely smiled, before her tongue shot out, tentatively licking the head, drawing a low groan from Kazuya from the combined assault.

Encouraged, she took half of him into her mouth, licking all around and sucking as well. Kazuya's thighs tightened, keeping Rana in place.

Finally pulling back from the kiss, Kazuya and Satellizer were left panting, gasping to replenish lost oxygen. Mesmerized by the rapid rise and fall of her generous bust, Kazuya, reached for her blouse, and with unprecedented speed, and fluidity, he smoothly and unceremoniously tore off her pristine, white blouse, sending a button or two flying off. As she was semi-distracted, Kazuya took the chance to sit up a little farther, and ogle her breasts.

Oh what glorious assets! How had he not done this earlier, he chastised himself. The mounds of flawless, creamy flesh, topped with delectable, enticing cherries, pert, from the foreplay. With a foreign, possessive smirk, he dove for her bosom, capturing her right nipple first, lathering it in saliva, swirling his tongue around, drawing abstract patterns on her ample chest. Relishing the melodic gasps and moans he brought on from Satellizer.

He paused, a tremor running along the length of his body, as he felt his manhood hit the back of a throat, and spared a hazy, lustful glance at Rana, occupying herself with orally pleasing him, and he groaned again, against the bear flesh of Satellizer.

He had began to buck a bit into her mouth, causing Rana to hum in response, sending pleasurable vibrations up his hardened length, exacerbating the coiled tenseness in his loins.

Attempting to stave off his impending release, he switched to her left nipple, grasping the right breast in his hand as he fondled it. As it turned out, the impassioned moans from Satellizer had the opposite effect, and instead withdrew, his mouth agape as he moaned their names.

Emboldened and inspired, Rana increased her speed to an unbearable tempo, shoving him straight to the edge, and Satellizer pushed him over when she nibble along his collarbone.

Unable to warn Rana, he shouted out her name unabashedly loud, seemingly heralding her name to the heaven's above, singing her praises through the vocalization of her name, orating her skilful ministrations.

Panting and basking in the afterglow of his orgasm, he gradually opened his eyes to a sensual sight. Unable to wholly swallow his essence, he had doused her with his sticky fluids, now bespattered across her grinning face, slender neck and heaving chest. Some dripped from her chin and onto the hill and swell of her chest, while some dripped in the valley in between.

"Hah, hah..." Kazuya's barely began to settle when the hospital door hissed opened, announcing the arrival of company, and he stiffened.

A scoff reached his ears and a frowning Elizabeth greeted him, her arms crossed under her voluminous chest, further accentuating them.

"Stealing ahead, are we?"


A/N: Well, I hope you enjoyed that, and please let me know what you think! I'm sure I can improve upon the lemon, seeming as this is my first one, and there's always room to improve :) No flame, please~ Thank you for reading, and a review would be much appreciated! P.S.. The rating has now been changed to M!