Morg: Heyo! So I'm going for it again!

Ikuto: As if your readers haven't' already realized it yet.

Amu: You have updated lots of other stories today.

Morg: I'm just trying to make everyone happy!

Ikuto: You'll make me happy if you put a real lemon in this story!

Amu: She could write it, sure, but it doesn't mean a thing since she doesn't own us.

Morg: Good point.

Ikuto: Write it anyways!

~Writing Love~

Amu twirled in her chair at her desk. The feeling of Ikuto's eyes burned into her skin, though the pinkette brushed it off as her boss just being annoyed by her actions. Why else would Ikuto be staring at her? Sighing, Amu spun for another round. The dinner was that evening and everything was completely ready for it. In fact, Ikuto had told her that he didn't need her in the office for the day, but Amu had wanted to come just in case something unexpected happened. That and so she could check her email and possibly write another chapter, though she hadn't spent much time with Ikuto himself the last few days as she pulled everything together.

Still, writing a chapter would be nice despite her lack of motivation. Four days was an awfully long time to go without posting a chapter for the pink haired writer. Maybe she just needed a break from the story of her and Ikuto. There were other ones that she was the author for on the site that she'd been neglecting due to the fact that she had a sex god right in front of her for motivation.

Having decided on that, Amu turned to her computer and brought up a blank document to begin typing for the story that had been neglected for the longest.

Ikuto watched her moves like a hawk. The girl didn't seem to be into writing as much as she usually was, which was fine. Amu would still be able to produce one hell of a chapter even if she looked a little out of it while writing the darn thing. Ikuto could wait. He could be patient.

At least, he thought so until Amu sighed and laid her head down on her desk. The girl was brainstorming at a time like this. Ikuto could hardly control himself from striding out of his office and demanding to see what she had already written just in case he could help her with what needed to happen next. His mind instantly went to him doing just that. He could picture it perfectly.

THIS IS GOING TO BE IKUTO'S FANTASY! I HOPE YOU ENJOY IT!

Beautiful pink locks flowed over the side of the desk as Amu kept her head down, trying her hardest to think about what she wanted to have happen next between the ever duty filled secretary and her sexy boss. Ikuto, being the other character of the story, couldn't help but want to help the writer out of her slump. He had just as much invested in the story she wrote considering he was one of the stars of it.

The frustrated girl never heard her boss coming as he slinked up behind her. Reading what she had going on her computer, Ikuto let out a soft sigh. Sex in the office again. Oh how he loved reading chapters where they did naughty things in his office since Amu described it just as his office really was. Doing this made it a lot easier for Ikuto to picture everything happening for real.

Amu squeaked as Ikuto's breath hit the back of her neck. She shot up in her chair and attempted to cover the screen of her computer. "I-Ikuto! Is-is there anything you n-need help with?"

Smirking, Ikuto moved her hands away from the computer screen. "I've known about this story for a while now, Amu. I'm one of your avid readers and I must say that yes, I do have a problem you could help me with."

Sucking in another breath, Amu felt her body tense up at Ikuto's confession and then even more so when she felt his erection rubbing against her arm. This wasn't something she was expecting, but he was letting her know that he knew and that he was perfectly okay with her writing the story. Even more so because he was in the story with her.

"Are you going to take care of this, Amu?"

Gulping, the secretary turned to her boss with questioning eyes. Was this for real? Did Ikuto really want her like she wanted him? There was no way, and yet there he stood with his erection standing proudly within his pants. "Yo-you want me to…?"

Still smirking, Ikuto gripped the back of the girl's head and brought his lips down to hers in a searing kiss. Pulling away, Ikuto made sure that his breath would linger upon those now ravished lips. "For a long time."

The look in her eyes changed from confusion to lust as his words sunk in. Amu wanted him so badly and now it was obvious that they both wanted the same thing. Keeping that in mind, she fully turned her swivel chair to face him. Her hands instantly found his buckle to his suit pants, nimble fingers easily undoing the hooks and loosening the obstacle in the way of her desired destination.

Ikuto groaned as hot flesh met cool air. Amu, however, wasted no time in feeling his hard length. Something she'd been writing about for a while but never actually seen. Her fingers moved as if she were trying to memorize every inch of him.

So hard and yet so soft, Amu was truly fascinated as she allowed her hands to rub against Ikuto's erection. He felt so good and touching him only turned her on more. SO much so that she just wanted to taste him. Without clearing it with her boss first, Amu slipped her tongue out of her mouth and brought to the slit at the end of Ikuto's member.

Another hiss filled the air as Ikuto sunk his hands into Amu's pink hair, pulling her mouth even closer to where he wanted it. As if she understood what he was trying to tell her without words, Amu opened her mouth and allowed for Ikuto to slide himself past her waiting lips.

Groaning again, this time because of the heat encasing him, Ikuto fought the urge to buck his hips and slam himself into Amu's throat, just to feel more of that tightness around his erection. Her tongue was exploring, however, and he didn't want it to stop.

Then the girl hummed. Ikuto swore his knees would give out as she began to suck on the hard length moved lightly in and out of her mouth. "A-Amu. Fuck. So good."

Humming to let him know that she liked it as well, Amu attempted to get more of her boss into her throat. Relaxing so that he'd fit better, the secretary really did her best to do everything and anything to bring pleasure to her boss.

Ikuto could feel himself getting closer to that pleasurable edge. He wanted so badly to allow Amu to taste everything he had, but he'd rather disperse his hot liquid into another part of her body. This being the case, Ikuto pulled out of her mouth.

Before the slightly confused pinkette could say a word, Ikuto had her bent over her desk with her skirt pulled above her hips. "No panties, eh Amu?"

If she hadn't been blushing already, Amu would have been even more so in that moment. "I- I just…"

Ikuto hushed the girl by rubbing his hard length against her already wet spot between her thighs. "I don't mind them missing at all."

Amu moaned as she felt him pushing up against her. Being a virgin, she wasn't entirely prepared for what Ikuto wanted, but that didn't mean she hadn't played with herself before. Taking into consideration that this would be her first time, Ikuto pulled back a little to make sure this was really what she wanted. The whimpers coming from her throat just from the loss of contact told Ikuto that Amu did indeed want this as well.

Lining himself up to take her without much preparation, Ikuto began pushing into her hot heat. Forcing himself, once again, to hold back from just thrusting all the way in to Amu in one quick thrust. He wanted this to be good for her as well.

His tip began to slip past her opening just as Ikuto began to let out a groan-

"Ikuto? Ikuto?"

Shaking his head to get rid of the thoughts currently plaguing his mind to the point where he could actually hear the real Amu speaking, Ikuto focused his eyes on the girl before him. "Yes?"

Seeing that he was finally out of his daydream, Amu smiled before tilting her head towards the door. "I'm going to head towards your house now to start getting ready. I don't want to be late."

Chuckling, Ikuto motioned for her to go with his hands. "I would hate to fire my favorite secretary for something as silly as that. I'll see you later."

Amu practically sprinted out to her car. No way was she going to lose her job just because she was late in being ready for this blasted dinner party. There was absolutely no way she was going to give up her position since she was the only thing standing between Ikuto and the next crazy girl that attempted to rape him. No girl was going to get that close to her Ikuto. No way, no how.

Pulling into his driveway, the pinkette grabbed her bag containing what little makeup she was planning on wearing and her jewelry for the evening. Having her dress and shoes already at the house, along with anything else she might need to be ready, Amu made her way inside. First things first, she needed to shower.

XXX

Ikuto arrived home with plenty of time to shower and change before his guests would arrive. There was little else for him to do besides that to be ready, since he was perfection walking. That being said, he went straight for his room and hopped into the shower.

Once he was done and his hair was properly dried, Ikuto made his way down the hall towards the room he'd given to Amu for the night. Not only would she be getting ready there, but she'd be spending the night afterwards in the same room. That was, if Ikuto didn't drag her into his room. Either way, he made it to her door and knocked. "Amu? Are you almost ready?"

Hearing her boss calling for her and Amu only being in her bra and underwear while curling her hair, the pinkette panicked. "I- I'll be down in a minute. I just need to slip into my dress and pin my hair up."

Ikuto about collapsed in the hallway outside of her room. 'Slip into her dress'? Did that mean that Amu was practically naked on the other side of that door? All the skin he wanted to see was so close. Gripping the doorframe so he wouldn't just burst through and rape her now, Ikuto struggled to make his voice sound natural. "You still have time so don't rush. I'll be waiting by the door."

Amu grinned at herself in the mirror as she curled her last lock of hair. Once she had her dress on, she'd pin up some of the curls so it looked better. "Thanks Ikuto. I'll be down soon!"

Releasing his hands from the doorway, Ikuto forced himself to walk away from the room he knew that his sexy secretary was practically naked in. He could wait a little longer. Besides, his plan was to somehow let her know during the course of the night that he liked her more than just as a boss and definitely more than as a friend.

Amu put the last finishing touches on her outfit before striding out her door and down the hall. Ikuto said he'd be waiting for her by the front door, so she made her way there. That's where they'd be greeting all the guests anyhow. It only made sense for them to be there.

Reaching the top of the stairs, Amu couldn't help but choke back a squeal at seeing Ikuto dressed so nicely in his fancy suit. The noise caused her boss to look at her, which in turn caused Amu to blush. "I'm ready."

Ikuto was stunned. Amu was beautiful. Not that he wasn't already aware of the fact, but the girl was drop dead gorgeous. The night was going to be long as he attempted to keep himself off of her and in control. "You look wonderful."

Blushing even harder, Amu descended the stairs.

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Morg: Well that turned out better than I expected!

Ikuto: I quite enjoyed it as well.

Amu: You would, pervert.

Morg: She's secretly happy.

Ikuto: Not yet, not until later when I really do make her happy.

Amu: You are disgusting and I hope you trip and fall.

Morg: Oooh! Harsh!

Ikuto: I'm not concerned. Cats land on their feet.

Amu: But you aren't a real cat!

Morg: I don't really no where this is going so how about you guys just review and I leave before they really start doing something nasty.

Ikuto: Not that you don't want pictures and videos of it!

Amu: I hope you have some so I can prove it was rape!

Morg: You are both perverts!