He carefully knocked on her door frame and she called for him to enter. Slowly, he did and found her still working in her kitchen. Everything smelled very good, making his mouth water. He made a sound of satisfaction while licking his lips.
"Please, have a seat. I have some tea ready and a few candles for you to light once it gets dark."
He was slightly surprised by her consideration. The first time she invited him in, it was a very dark night and she made no such offer. He realized only then that it was intentional. He sat and poured himself a cup, thankful for something nonalcoholic. It wasn't dark yet so he left the candles be. He took a moment to watch her while she worked. She was dressed differently than usual. Instead of her regular uniform, it was the special forces uniform that Soi Fong often wore. It had no back and resembled a halter top. It certainly wasn't something he could complain about. It was the greatest amount of her skin that he'd seen so far and he had to remain seated at the table while she moved about so that he wouldn't give in to the temptation to reach out and touch her. Her skin was nearly perfect, aside from a few minor scars, which was to be expected and only made him want to examine her more closely.
Only a few short minutes later, dinner was on the table and they were eating. She sat down next to him rather than across and when she did, he gave in and gave her a short but warm embrace. He wrapped his hand around her waist and buried his face in her tightly wound hair. He took a deep breath before squeezing her a little and letting her go. As her scent filled his nostrils he felt his body grow warm and his skin tingled. Regretfully, he withdrew but his stomach was about to growl. He was amazed by how good her cooking was and found it difficult to make conversation with her as he was busy feeding his face.
"That was wonderful!" Hisagi sat back and placed his hands on his now full belly.
"I hope you saved room from dessert."
He made a sound which was a strange mix of anticipation for the treat but also despair that he had not saved room.
"However, if you need a bit, I will consider it a compliment." She leaned toward him slightly to find that he had leaned back and slightly away from her. Realizing that he wasn't quite where she thought he was, she was slightly disappointed.
He saw the disappointment flash across her features and to make it up to her, he quickly moved forward and kissed her gently on the lips. She made a small gasp of surprise before returning the soft pressure. There was a split second when he thought that she would move away and he could hardly contain himself when she kissed back. He lifted one hand to cradle her neck and help direct her movements. After a few seconds, he felt more daring and slid his tongue along her bottom lip, begging for more. He breathed deeply when her tongue came out to gently caress his. Again, he could smell her, her scent making a warm flush over take his skin it was very enticing and made him kiss her more deeply.
She made a small sound of appreciation at his advances and, now that she knew exactly where he was, moved closer to him, nearly pressing their bodies together. Soon, she found his hands trying to tangle themselves in her hair. This, of course, didn't work out very well because of how well she kept her hair tied back. At this he made a small sound of frustration but regained enough of his composure to ask, "May I?" he tugged at the single tie that held her hair in place.
She hesitated but nodded in agreement. Her nod was cut short by a gasp as he pulled just right and snapped the tie, allowing her hair to fall around her shoulders undamaged. He used her gasp to recapture her lips and picked up where he left off.
Because it was such a rare occasion, she probably enjoyed the feeling of his fingers in her hair more than she should have. He was very careful but did occasionally pull due to a growing sense of urgency within him. Her hair was long and very soft and he loved the way it smelled. Slowly, he laid down, using his slight grip on her to guide her with him until he was flat on his back and she was leaning over him. He nearly shivered at the feeling of her hair as it fell and brushed across his bear arms. She shifted slightly, so that she could comfortably lean on him and he was suddenly glad that she didn't move much more than that. If she had, she would have noticed that he was already partially erect and, though he may have been, he didn't want to seem overly eager.
He held her close and they continued to make out for several more long minutes. He couldn't get enough of her taste, her scent, her touches and was a little disappointed when she pulled away, gasping lightly for breath. Her skin was flushed as well and by now her lips were slightly swollen. He knew what he wanted to go for next, but he hesitated and lost his chance. Wordlessly, she stood and went back into the kitchen. He sat up again so he could watch her and the way her newly freed hair moved around her. It was the first time he'd seen it down and it was beautiful. At first he thought it was pure black but now he could see dark red streaks that ran the entire length and it went down past her butt, no wonder she always kept it tied back. "You're hair is beautiful," he complimented.
She blushed and nearly gave him the same response as when he told her she was beautiful all those weeks before…but she didn't. She smiled and thanked him graciously, realizing that it was only meant as a compliment. After gathering a few things, she returned to the table. Their dessert was sake and strawberries, a delicious combination.
He poured them each a small cup and she took a small bite out of one of the over sized berries. As she did a little bit of the juice escaped and if she hadn't taken a moment to lick it off herself, he would have done it for her. He was glad he hesitated in this because it was worth it to watch her pink tongue run across her swollen lips. Two bites later and the fruit was gone. When she realized that he hadn't taken any, she grew slightly concerned, "Do you not like strawberries?"
"Oh, no," he suddenly realized that he'd just sat and watched her eat one without trying any himself. "I love strawberries," his voice sounded slightly entranced.
"Oh, good then, here," she held one up between them for him to take. He did as she had hoped and didn't take it with his fingers. Instead, she felt his soft lips brush against the tips of her fingers and his teeth graze her thumb as he took a bite, making sure to lick the juice from her fingers before using his tongue to guide the rest of the fruit into his mouth. She shivered just slightly when he licked her fingers.
Before she could recover, there was something cold and juicy brushing across her lips. Quickly, she understood and flicked her tongue out at it, catching both the fruit and one of his fingers, before nibbling on it and allowing some of the drips to trail down her lips. After her last bite, she lightly bit down on one of his finger tips and began sucking the rest of the flavor off there. Hisagi nearly groaned at the sensual feeling and instinctively joined it with a second finger.
She grinned at his eagerness and returned it by lightly sucking on his finger tips as they were presented to her, enjoying the sweet taste of strawberries and the roughness of his battle worn fingers. Reluctantly, he removed his fingers and before he could do anything she placed a strawberry between her lips and held it in place with her teeth.
He smiled at her playful invitation and gleefully accepted. He crushed the fruit between them in an aggressive kiss, tilting her head back so the juices would flow down her chin. He eagerly licked up every drop and she allowed him to take his time, even giving a small sigh of pleasure slip past her guard to encourage him.
The smell of strawberries mingled with her scent and he felt more intoxicated from that than any of the alcohol that he'd consumed prior. He followed the drops with this tongue down her chin and jaw, nearly to her neck before pulling away. As he withdrew, he felt her heated breath against his skin as she sighed.
Before she could respond he felt his fingers caressing her face. She slightly leaned into his touches until his finger began to trace the edges of her blindfold, then she flinched. With her sudden tension, he pulled away.
"What's the matter?" he asked, though he had a pretty good idea.
"It's just that…well, I…" she stammered weakly, regretting her instinctual action.
"Why do you wear this all the time?" he asked as he touched the edge of her blindfold again.
This time, she successfully fought the urge to pull away from his inquisitive touches. She'd wanted him to be more forward but she'd hoped he'd wait a little longer for this.
"Is it for your sake…or everyone else's?" he continued to press, barely fighting the urge to tug at the edges of the fabric covering her eyes.
She suddenly frowned. "Why are you doing this right now?"
"'Cause I wanna know," he told her simply while closing the gap between them and brushing a few stray hairs over her shoulder.
"It's for both," she told him in a confessional voice and guilt etched in her features. "You…want to see them," she stated with an even voice.
"If you'd show me," he replied as he began kissing her neck.
His touches were so soft and inviting that she couldn't resist him. She allowed him to lay her down beside him and unfasten her top. His hands wandered to her hips while his lips teased her throat and collar bones. She let out another sigh as she laced her fingers in his messy hair. He half expected her to pull him away for being so rude but it appeared she simply wanted to touch him back.
It quickly became apparent to Shuuhei that she wasn't planning to answer his request, at least any time soon. But the idea was finally out there and that was enough for now. In the back of his mind, he wondered how much more he would see of her body before he got to see her eyes.
Before long, she grew tired of his teasing and used her grip in his hair to pull him up for another kiss. He did not resist her, instead he moved one of his hands from her hip to her loosely-clothed breast. She gasped into their kiss but quickly recovered, kissing him even more deeply and encouraging him to continue. He slowly pulled the fabric away from her skin and took a peek down to watch her nipple harden due to the exposure combined with his attentions. He smirked into their kiss and suddenly became a little rougher with her. He nibbled on her lips and tongue while pinching and rolling her nipple between his fingers. She nearly growled in appreciation when he changed gears but it came out as a muffled moan. Her back arched as he continued to grope her, pressing her body firmly against his. When he broke their kiss to allow her a moment to catch her breath, he removed the fabric covering her other breast and began sucking on her newly exposed skin.
Needless to say, this did not help her catch her breath but neither of them seemed to care. He slid his free hand beneath the small of her arched back to support her while suckling on the sensitive nub of flesh that hardened between his lips. He smiled at the lusty expression that had taken over her features. Her lips were moist, swollen, and parted, allowing her small sounds of pleasure to easily escape.
Her hands slid from his hair, down his neck, to rest on his strong shoulders. At the feeling of his shirt, she grew frustrated and began to tug at the offensive fabric. He didn't stop what he was doing, in fact, he found her urgent motions even more encouraging. Instead, he continued and simply moved to make it easier for her to pull his robes down off his shoulders. He only removed his hands from her body to allow her to slide his sleeves off his arms. As soon as his skin was bared to her, he leaned down and pressed his body against hers. Their skin was hot and their friction only made them hotter. Her hands alternated between tracing random patterns on his now bare chest and grasping lightly at his back and shoulders.
This time when he lay down with her, he let his erection rest against her thigh unashamed. It was clear that he wanted her in a bad way and there was no hiding it at this point. She pressed against his need and rubbed against him with as much movement as her position allowed. It wasn't much but it was more than enough to start him working on removing the rest of her uniform. She grinned at his eagerness and when he pulled away to unfasten her belt, she reached down to palm his erection through his pants. He gasped and jerked in response. She giggled just a little at that but that was cut short when he slid her pants down and brushed against her panties with the back of his hand. Then it was his turn to be amused.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" he suddenly asked, all too aware of how eager they both had become.
"What?" she asked incredulously. "Are you saying that you're having second thoughts?" she continued suspiciously and suddenly aware of how unwelcome a rejection from him at this point would be.
He chuckled a little and finished pulling her pants off. She gave a sigh of relief at his continuation and reached for his belt. He swiftly snatched her hands away and gathered her slender wrists in one of his strong hands. His other hand slid beneath the thin, damp fabric of her panties and began to pull them away as well. Once she was naked beneath him, he stopped to look at her.
He pulled away, wrists still in hand, and smiled appreciatively at his girlfriend. Her body was so willing for him…aside from one small exception, the one thing he wanted to see above all else was still covered and he felt no right to uncover it. He paused for a moment, contemplating his next move and was brought out of his thoughts by her tentative voice.
"What's the matter?" she looked so vulnerable as she spoke those three simple words.
"What? Nothing at all," he slightly lied. "I was simply admiring you."
She shifted uncomfortably beneath him. Normally, she didn't mind the staring since she couldn't notice it but this was different. Somehow, she could actually feel his eyes raking over her body and it made her uncomfortable. "Do you still want to see my eyes?" she asked suddenly.
"Of course, I want to see all of you," he confessed.
"Close your eyes," she requested. When he didn't respond, she continued, "Close your eyes and I'll remove my blindfold," she offered.
"Okay," he hesitantly agreed.
"No peeking! I'll know if you peek!" she warned playfully.
As he sat there with his eyes closed, he wondered how she would know if he took just a little peek. Briefly, he considered that she was bluffing but something told him that she would somehow know and he didn't want to blow his chance to see her so he obeyed without question. He felt her move beneath him and then reach around him. Before he could ask her what she was doing, he felt a soft strip of fabric wrap around his eyes and tie behind his head.
"You can open your eyes now," she offered.
Confused, he reached up and touched the fabric. As he did, she began to message the now tensing muscles in his chest and arms. When she felt that he was about to pull the fabric away, she reached up and grabbed each of his wrists in her smaller, but not weaker, hands and pulled them away from his face and back toward her body.
Taking the hint, he tried to go back to what he was doing, finding it a little more difficult than expected but she was more than willing to guide him where he needed it. He set to exploring her body again, nearly starting over with her neck, moving to her breasts, then stomach, eventually reaching her hot wetness. It was like he'd never touched her before as he explored details that he'd failed to notice prior.
During this, she was not a passive receptor to his attentions. She insisted on distracting him with her own caresses. Her fingers traced his muscles as they shifted and twitched beneath his skin and eventually found their way to his belt again. This time he was willing to allow her to do as she pleased. She untied his belt and, with a little assistance from Shuuhei, pulled his pants, along with his underwear, down to his knees. She would have pulled them all the way off, as he did with hers, but her position did not allow it so she settled for what she could reach. When her fingers teasingly brushed the tip of his weeping erection, a gasp caught in his throat that made her smile. Every touch she gave to him sent electricity through his already heated body and over loaded senses. He moved his lips from making love to her navel back to her face. He leaned down to kiss her. She didn't move but he missed and landed just to the side of her mouth.
"Is this how you feel all the time?" he asked breathlessly. He knew her other senses were more acute due to her lack of sight but he'd never conceived that it could be this intense. There was also another feeling he was wrestling with, that of a more than slight bewilderment and that was almost discouraging.
"Not all the time. You get used to it, but it takes a while. But this is how I feel whenever you're around," she told him honestly.
That was all the encouragement he needed. He accepted his initial miss and used that as a starting point to kiss other portions of her face until he reached her exposed eyes. He felt her eyes flutter shut and he gently kissed each of her eyelids before moving back to her lips. His tongue hungrily penetrated her mouth as he brought the tip of his erection to her dripping slit. She felt him shudder as he brushed himself against her wet heat. In response, she wrapped her arms around him and pushed back against his tentative pressure.
After that, his hesitation evaporated. He gritted his teeth and dove into her. Once he was all the way in, she wrapped her legs around him and pushed back even harder. Awkwardly, he used his leverage to kick his pants off the rest of the way before withdrawing and entering her once again. He groaned in satisfaction and she did the same. It made her laugh just a little.
Her laughter made him uncomfortable, "What's so funny?" he asked through gritted teeth, trying not to continue his movements until she responded.
"I don't know why we waited so long to do this," she told him, her tone still amused.
They didn't really speak after that. He couldn't think anymore and was acting on instinct alone. The air around him and the blood in his veins felt super heated. The fact that he couldn't see her was driving him crazy so he did all he could to feel every inch of her as he slid in and out of her. Her hands were wandering almost as much as his, grasping and scratching at his taught flesh. With her body clinging to his, he couldn't help pinning her hard to the floor with every thrust. He could feel her breath on his skin and she began to kiss his neck. He groaned at the sensation and began to reciprocate the action.
As he drew closer to climax, he began to get a little rough with her but the volume increase of her cries of pleasure told him that she didn't mind. Briefly, very briefly, he wondered if someone might hear them but the sound of her responding to his every movement took in his overheated brain. Involuntarily, he bit down on her shoulder as he came in order to stifle his groan so he could continue listening to her as long as possible.
They remained mostly still aside from the shivers from the aftershocks of orgasm. Slowly, she unwrapped her legs from around his waist and her arms from his neck and shoulders. Before withdrawing her arms entirely, she stopped at the knot behind his head and carefully untied it.
His sweat left the strip of fabric stuck to his face so she reached up and pulled it away. He blinked as his eyes adjusted once again. Immediately, he focused on her face. She stared up at him with vacant eyes which were primarily iris. The black pinpoints that were her pupils were surrounded by impossibly large pools of violet. He didn't realize he was holding his breath until she interrupted his silent admiration.
"Well?" she timidly prompted.
He leaned down and kissed her on the forehead. "I think you're amazing," he slowly rolled off of her and onto the ground next to her before gathering her in his arms in a warm embrace.
She hugged him back. They stayed like that for several long minutes of comfortable silence before she sat up and grabbed another strawberry to munch on. When he sat up next to her, he finally lit the candles so he could continue to get a better look at her while they sipped their sake and nibbled on strawberries.
Neither of them bothered to put their clothes back on. There was an odd sense of comfort to be felt in their nudity. He smirked when he saw the bite mark he left on the junction of her neck and shoulder. He considered saying something to her about it but he wasn't sure how so he didn't bother, figuring that if the bruise caused her any problems he would hear about it later.