Morg: Heyo! I am the lamest of the lame.

Ikuto: We know this.

Amu: But tell us why you've finally realized.

Morg: Because I've had this chapter planned out for so long and I just haven't written it.

Ikuto: That is lame.

Amu: Not as lame as the fact that she owns nothing.

Morg: I hope you all enjoy this anyways.

~Alone With You~

Ikuto was what one would call pleasantly surprised when instead of landing on top of him, Amu used her death grip on his neck to pull him into her seat and on top of her. They were limited with their room considering the space of the jeep, but somehow they managed to maneuver each other to the point where he was panting against her neck as her hand was down his pants. When Amu wanted him, she took him. Things had changed so much during their time together, and yet some things were the same. Amu still took control when she wanted it. A major turn on for the blue haired man.

Moaning, Amu couldn't handle the heat and the weight on her. Being pregnant was already hard enough without the father of her child smothering her. Granted, she wanted him inside of her, but she didn't think she'd be able to handle it this way. "Ikuto, we have to change position. I can't."

Understanding because that was the sort of man he was, Ikuto pushed himself away from his lover and back into his seat. He motioned for Amu to join him without saying a word.

Seeing the way the man sat with his erection out of his pants-thanks to Amu's grabby hands-and his eyes filled with lust as he watched her slip her pants down her legs before joining him, Amu couldn't help but want him even more. His perverseness was rubbing off on her.

Settling his hands on hips that he knew quite well despite their larger size now that she was pregnant, Ikuto guided the half-naked Amu onto his lap. They had sex enough that he didn't need to prepare her anymore, which was a relief at the moment considering how horny they both were.

Unfortunately, the instant that Ikuto pulled her down while thrusting up into her, Amu's ass hit the steering wheel. A loud honking noise filled the savannah around them. "This isn't going to work."

Ignoring her as he thrust again, Ikuto tried to bring her down harder so that he could enter her fully. They were both looking for that relief. "It has to."

Groaning because she needed him and he needed her and they couldn't be together in this position, Amu grabbed the sides of his face to make him look her in the eye. "We're doing this no matter what, but not in this position. Think of something else."

Ikuto slid his eyes shut in frustration before tilting his head to look back over at her seat. She couldn't handle him being on top of her, but she couldn't ride him in his seat because of the wheel. Her side of the car didn't have a steering wheel. "We'll have to go back to your side."

"I can't be on the bottom."

"We'll get out and go around so that I can sit first and then you can join me. No steering wheel means better access."

Amu let her forehead rest on her lover's shoulder. "But I'm already half naked."

Chuckling at the sound of her adorable whine, Ikuto patted the girl's back. "We're in the middle of nowhere, love. No one except you is going to see me."

"Whatever."

Ikuto slid his hand along his door until he found the handle. The door popped open before he pushed it out. Looking up at the girl once again sitting up in his lap, Ikuto tried to smile in a non-perverted way. "You have to get out first."

"Fuck you."

Ikuto bit back his comment of 'I will if you move that pretty ass', settling for silence instead. Pissing off Amu either meant rough sex or no sex and he wasn't about to test those waters at the moment. Not worth it. Especially when she was this horny. He needed to be able to drive when they were done.

Cautiously, Amu stepped out of the jeep. The ground was warm against her sock-clad feet, and the rocks slightly bit into her flesh. Not liking the feeling of being so exposed, she turned quickly to hiss at Ikuto to hurry up. "Get out so you can get in over there!"

Ikuto chuckled softly as he watched Amu look around like she was trying to find some creeper hiding in the brush watching them. She'd find no one, but he wasn't going to repeat himself about them being the only ones along the road.

Once Ikuto was out of the car, Amu seized his wrist and began pulling him along. The sound of the driver's door shutting registered in her mind and she was glad that he had enough sense to shut it as she pulled him away. "I want you in me now. Hurry up."

Feisty Amu was always sexy. When she wanted something, Ikuto always tried to give it to her. Now was no exception. "Then why not do it here?"

Suddenly, the hood of the jeep was under Amu's palms while Ikuto pushed his body up against her back. The feeling of his heat adding to her body along with the heat in the air around them made Amu moan. Her head fell back as his bit lightly into her neck. "N-not in the open."

"We've done it in the open before. Why is here any different from South America?"

"This is a road, Ikuto."

"But isn't the fact that we might get caught a turn on?"

Amu really didn't want to admit that it was. She really, really didn't want to admit it, but somehow, Ikuto already knew that it was. Damn that man. He was too good. Making her hormone driven body feel as much pleasure as he could possibly giver her, Amu couldn't love this man any more than she already did, and yet, he always seemed to make her do so anyways. "No it isn't. Let go of me so we can get inside the jeep."

Humming as if he was actually considering listening to her, Ikuto ran his nose along the side of her neck. He could feel the way Amu's muscles tensed under his touch. She was reacting so much more in the position that they were in. "Give me just a few minutes and you won't be able to even think about being out in the open."

Amu was about to retort when firm hands grabbed her waist, bringing her butt out and making her bend further over the hood of their jeep. The metal of their vehicle was hot, but it was nothing compared to the fire burning her skin from those touches.

Ikuto wasted no time pushing into the girl before him. They both moaned when he was finally able to press in as far as they both wanted him to go. For a moment he just stayed still, filling Amu and connecting in a way that was lustful yet intimate.

Moving some of her sweaty hair off the back of her neck, Ikuto placed gentle kisses against the heated skin. "Enjoy this, Amu, because I don't know when we'll be able to do it again."

The moment he finished speaking, Ikuto began thrusting in and out of her. Amu couldn't help but moan as he moved inside of her. "There w-won't be a ne-ne-ne… fuck!... next time if y-you don't stop and g-get in the jeep!"

Smirking as he refused to relent his pace, Ikuto knew exactly what Amu wanted. Sometimes her mouth and brain tried to lie to them both, but Ikuto knew her body better than she did anyhow. "You say that but you moan so loud. How are you still so tight?"

Amu threw her head back, moaning Ikuto's name, as he hit that spot inside of her that he never seemed to forget about. "F-fuck."

"I am."

Her body craved this. Amu needed the release. She needed the relief that it would bring to her and the sleep that she was going to get once they were cleaned up and back in their car. Granted, Ikuto was smart for putting them in this position because now she didn't have to smell it once they were done and there wouldn't be as much of a mess to clean. "So close."

The breathless way that she kept repeating his name while calling out for more, pushed Ikuto to his edge. He held back from tottering over the edge long enough to bring Amu with him. Together they climaxed against the hood of the jeep.

Amu lost the strength of her arms, forcing her chest and cheek onto the warm metal. Luckily for her, Ikuto caught himself before his weight settled on her, though she was still filled by him and trapped by his arms. Amu enjoyed it though. The way he made her feel protected was enough. "Ikuto."

"I love you."

Smiling gently, Amu reached her arm back around both of their heads to bring Ikuto's closer to hers. Turning slightly without forcing him to pull out, she kissed him deeply. "I love you, too."

Staying in the intimate moment, Ikuto nuzzled his face back into the side of Amu's neck. "Are you ready to go home?"

Releasing a sigh, Amu leaned her head to the side so that it somewhat rested on his. "Only if I'm with you."

"I'll never leave you."

"Good because I don't think I'd be able to handle it if you did."

Knowing that they were really pushing their luck even if the road wasn't used much, Ikuto finally broke their love making by pulling out of his lover and moving to the passenger side of the jeep. He grabbed a few napkins that had been with their meal to clean himself before zipping his pants back up and then cleaning Amu.

Once she was situated, fully clothed and in her seat, Ikuto climbed back into the driver's seat to once again being their journey north. Getting home to Japan wasn't going to be easy, but neither had life on the run been so it wasn't as if he thought they couldn't handle it. Amu being pregnant definitely made things more difficult, but he wouldn't want his life to be any other way.

Looking over at the woman carrying his child, Ikuto smiled before throwing the jeep into drive and starting alone the worn road. Luckily, Amu was quick to fall asleep and didn't have a clue that several cars passed them within minutes of their leaving their roadside love making spot. Ikuto wasn't going to ever tell her either. Some things were left better as a secret. No point in adding to the stress of her pregnancy.

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Morg: So I hope this chapter somewhat makes up for the wait.

Ikuto: I may or may not be satisfied with this.

Amu: So which is it?

Morg: I think he's just beating himself up because he's never done that to you for real.

Ikuto: Says who?

Amu: Says me! And it'll never happen either!

Morg: Right. So review my lovelies and leave me lots of beautiful comments. Or hateful ones. Whatever floats your boat!