Where's my reviews??? Where's the "jazzzz-sama, thanks for sharing this piece of awesomeness with us"?

*ahem*

[not that i'm expecting that full line...]

Anyhow, please do review!!!! (otherwise, i might pull this off the plug...)

And... if what happens this time doesn't make the M rating, then i don't know what M is!!!

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Chapter 3 – Discoveries

I didn't even want to think what could happen if we slept in the same bed. No, let me correct myself, I shouldn't even think of that. I want to be as gentlemanly and kind as possible.

Gentlemanly? That long kiss you shared with her yesterday...

I let my mind go back to yesterday's super long kiss just moments after the both of us entered my apartment. I smirked, recalling Kaho slipping to the floor in a daze.

Yeah that's right. You could be smirking a lot more if you had things your way.

My way? What did that little voice in my head think when it said 'my way'?

How does the sound of you exploring all of Kahoko's body sound?

I gulp, and look over at the sleeping Kaho. That sounded kind of nice, now that I thought about it.

See? How long do you expect to keep her at arms' length, huh? And you call yourself her boyfriend.

I could feel myself becoming ashamed. Why did that damn conscience always have to be right?!

I was glad that my big bed could be separated into two singles. It made things kind of easier... I didn't wake her up when I woke up early, and I wouldn't be doing some of the more ecchi things I wanted...

Like exploring all over that small, pale body of hers. Just like you've always wanted to.

I could feel myself getting redder as I noticed Kaho's pale skin around her neck and shoulders.

How would it taste like, to kiss it, to lick it, to play around with it? All those lady lumps... how would it feel just to touch them?

I was getting even redder than I was before. I swear, when will my conscience stop teasing me?

. . . . . . .

"Come on, let's take a shower together"

I wonder what made me feel daring enough to say it.

Because you are me, and I am you, and we both crave to know Kahoko Hino better. Not just that music, but those pale fingers that caress the violin... how would it feel on your chest, Len...

Damn conscience! Leave me alone already!!!

I looked back to see her reaction.

. . . . . . .

I knew that I could definitely see 'Kaho all over me'. In my dreams, sadly. Will it be real someday? I hope so. She didn't realise how she made me feel sometimes...

Enough that you're having a cold shower every single day... if not more than once.

I could feel my crotch burning up again, as it always had, ever since she came back.

See? It understands better than you too.

I mentally hit myself on the head. That wild thing down there needs to calm down already.

As she shook me, I went back to reality again, and looked at her with an impassive face. I put my hands on her hands, meaning to take them off my shoulders.

. . . . . . .

I felt bad not going any further, but it was true. And I wanted to be as focussed as I could. Always.

Although, I smirked to myself, I could always do that as a reward to myself after the performance.

She's mine, after all. I might as well take her to where I want to take her and be done with it.

. . . . . . .

All of a sudden, it clicked to me. I blushed a deep red, threw it away and tried to make up the cupboard like I was never rummaging around there in the first place. I then realised I forgot to take my clothes with me into the bathroom.

Condoms? Why does Len have a box of them here?

My sister had somehow also fit another box of them in my bag, saying with a wink that I may need it. I blushed crimson red.

He looks like he's more than prepared... although, are those things really that big?

My face continued to be flushed red as I thought of what happened if his thing didn't fit in me. I shook my head.

Kaho, it's too soon to be thinking like that.

And I headed out of the bathroom.

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I blushed. My thoughts were getting very ecchi recently.

Ecchi is normal. Why do you keep denying it?

I mentally get irritated with my conscience. I don't want to look like some sex-depraved, desperate person...

But that is what you're slowly becoming, Len Tsukimori.

I shook my head to clear those thoughts, and get back to the heavenly apparition of Kaho in a towel. After all, I had never expected to see it, and it kind of fitted one of the many interesting dreams of Kaho and me my brain had concocted...

. . . . . . .

His lips continued their journey downward. I couldn't stand just sitting around when Len was doing something this good...

Although, you know you're scared of that thing in his pants.

I blush automatically. Just thinking about 'that thing in his pants' gets me flared up.

Aww c'mon, that part of you wants it too...

I blushed even more as I noticed one of his hands on my thighs, going under the towel...

I moaned and called his name repeatedly as Len's fingers started going into me.

Those fingers are so good... his kisses on my back, my fingers between my legs... how much longer can I stand not giving him what both of us want?!

They slowly went in deeper, exploring... I couldn't stop myself from moaning...

"Len... don't stop..."

All of a sudden, a phone began to ring.

. . . . . . .

Geez, who wouldn't take care of the girl they've fantasised about for the past 2 years? I blink to myself, realising just what I had thought.

And the girl whom you began fingering as well, hmm? Good to see them doing what they should be doing.

I blushed red as I realised what my fingers had done.

I looked at them, and wasn't surprised to see some liquid on them. I showed Kaho my hand, and she turned crimson red when I began to slowly lick it off.

My ear was still to the phone, and okaa-san hadn't said anything yet. I waited patiently.

. . . . . . .

I winked at him, to which he looked at me with an unreadable expression. I sighed. Trust Len to still be hot and cold.

As soon as I stopped sighing, various things suddenly occurred. I had no clue how I ended up sitting on his legs, breakfast laying forgotten on the bedside table.

But, before long, his fingers were back inside me, and he was kissing me as well...

I don't want you to stop...

And they both discovered how much they liked being just that bit more ecchi.

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Chapter 4 – Frustrations with Women

"You're still too formal, Len. Really, relax a bit."

Just like you did when it was just me and you on that bed, kissing and you exploring between my legs.

I thought back to that, several hours ago.

Even though it had been less than 15 minutes into that pleasure, I couldn't take any more.

-- flashback –

I broke our kiss to only moan in pleasure once more.

"Len... I'm going to come..."

He went back to kissing me again, and soon enough I could feel the high come. He took his fingers out, to which I moaned in agony – wanting them back in me.

It continued. Him putting a finger, then another, then a third... and me, continually kissing him and moaning and never wanting it to end.

An alarm clock rang in the kitchen, which broke the kiss. He took his fingers out, which I moaned to again – he controlled so much of me – and made me feel so good...

I couldn't stop myself from looking as he looked at his fingers which were full of the liquid between my legs. As he licked them off in front of my eyes, an initial blush became redder and redder until I swear I was blushing from head to toe.

-- end flashback –

Although, looking at the Len now, he was completely back in business. As if this morning's events had never occurred.

He's still focussed on that music and violin of his. We both are.

I smiled.

. . . . . . .

I could feel myself blushing as Kahoko said that. I was glad she wasn't looking my way. This was getting embarrassing.

The fact that I couldn't control myself this morning made me even more embarrassed.

But she moaned, didn't she? She wanted it as much as you wanted it...

The expression on my face never changed as I thought of this.

. . . . . . .

It wasn't that I didn't mind that she relied on me, it just was... I guess... a little restrictive? But, I knew that I had liked it.

Just as I had liked it every other time when I did something I shouldn't have but she still wanted me anyways.

This morning. That long kiss on the first day. All these small, unforgettable memories about the things we had begun to do together...

As I look at her now, I wonder why she's been like this. So 'accommodating' to me.

As I searched her face to find the answer to my questions, I realised something with her clinging to me today.