Love 3: Hot and Toasty
Ayumi squealed uncomfortably as Conan's body shifted in front of her. "Hello! CAn anybody hear us! Hey! We need help!" He was banging on the door to the storage closet with one fist while the other was trying to force a distance between himself and Ayumi, who was blushing like mad and holding her breath, trying to take up less room. He grimaced when there was no answer and stopped his banging, leaning back against his side of the little closet. "I'm so sorry!" Ayumi shot, keeping focus on the ground. He groaned at her obvious-to-goodness crush and mumbled. "It's no problem. We're just stuck in here for a while."
Ayumi sighed at his tone and shifted her own tiny frame. There bodies were so close together. All she could think about was wrapping her arms around his neck and-
AW, CURSE YOU HOROMONES!
Biting her lip, she tried to back up against the shelf she already was pushed far back into. Conan stared down at her, annoyance written all over his face. "C-Conan-kun..."
"What?"
"Can I...kiss you?"
"WHAT?"
"Please, Conan! Just one kiss! Then if you don't like it I'll stop bothering you with the crush I'm pretty sure you already know I have!" He groaned and made a face. Which shall it be? Kiss Ayumi-chan and she will stop her clingy crushing on you or reject her and have her still follow you around? He sighed in irritation. The choice was obvious.
"Alright, fine." A large smile came to Ayumi as he said this. "Thank you, Conan-kun."
Closing her eyes, she leaned in, attempting to close whatever space was between them. Well, if there was any space left! He closed his own eyes and waited for her lips to meet his. "I love you." She whispered, completly detroying their distance. He gasped and nearly pulled back, only to remember he couldn't. A blush came over his face as she deepened the kiss, giving only a quarter of her passion. He knew it was wrong and he had Ran to return to but...
...Ayumi was such a good kisser!
He closed his eyes and gripped her shoulders, giving her a forceful kiss back. She was pushed back against her shelf, hands gripping his shirt. Conan began to run his arms down along her arms and shoulders, occasionaly rubbing her cheek gently with his thumb. "Ayumi," He muttered when their kiss ended for one second. He instantly went back to kissing her, as she never got a chance to open her eyes. It was her turn to gasp as he bit her lower lip a little, asking for entry. Her heart beat faster and she wrapped her arms around his neck and obliged to his request. He let go of her arms when she did this and ran them down her curves, coming to her waste and wrapping his arms around it. HE pulled away for a few seconds, looking at her eyes before kissing her lips several times gently. "Conan-kun. You make my heart beat so fast without any effort at all. How?"
His answer was a nuzzle to her neck. She moaned a little and blushed a deep shade of red. He returned to her face and started to caress it softly, giving her tender kisses. He smiled when he felt her cheeks flush. Breathing heavily, she pulled away. "How?"
Instead of answering that question, he finished his sentence he had started earlier. "I love you."