Sunday marked the day that I turned seventeen. I wasn't expecting anything big, and as I got dressed to go and do some errands, I felt a pair of hands grip my hips and pull me backwards. I smiled, albeit slightly irritated, as I'd only gotten my underwear on, and gazed upwards to see the girl that I loved standing behind me and looking down at me with a lustful expression. I sighed, gently guiding her hands away from my chest—I was incredibly sore for some reason—and pecking her lips gently before escaping her grasp to put on a t-shirt. She gazed at me with a curious look, wondering if I was alright.
"I'm fine," I began, yawning wide as I slipped on a white skirt to go with the black shirt. "Just sore, is all."
"Still hurting from that party?" she inquired, sitting on the bed with a huff. "Honestly, Kai, I don't know what happened to either one of us, considering how stoned we were."
"And drunk," I stated, letting Galaxy out of his cage. He flapped onto my shoulder and sat there. "You were plastered as hell. The only thing I can remember is us going to a bedroom with the twins. And then, nothing."
"Not surprising," she replied. "You feeling okay, though? I mean, you haven't been in the mood for really anything the last couple of days, so..."
"I'm thinking that it's just hormones, y'know." I rubbed Galaxy's head gently. He chirped and pressed his warm little head into my palm.
Droite stood, coming over to me and brushing some of my bangs out of my face. I smiled at her, gripping one of her hands and leaning my face into her hand. Together, we stayed like that, and it was comforting. For the last two days, I kept worrying over what had occurred after I had gotten drunk and high, if the twins and us had somehow gotten into something we shouldn't have after that. After a few moments, I pulled away, smiling over my shoulder at her, and headed downstairs.
Once I'd gotten into the living room, I spotted and grabbed my hoodie from off the couch. I put it on, pulling the hood over my head to hide my messy hair, and grabbed my keys and purse from the table next to the door. I took Galaxy off of my shoulder, placing him on the table, and yelled a goodbye to Droite, who was still in the bedroom doing things, before heading out the door.
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The grocery store was almost vacant when I had gotten there. I sighed in relief upon entering, waving to Mizael, who was at the cash register, looking as girly as ever. He winked at me and I stuck my tongue out at him, knowing exactly what he was hinting at. With a roll of his eyes, he laughed and allowed me to explore the store.
I got the essentials, really. And I stocked up further on ramen noodle cups, which were so inexpensive that I could by forty of them and still not pay a hundred dollars. It was so very convenient, even if the ramen tasted about as good as it looked. So here I was, pushing around the shopping cart chock full of the Styrofoam cups, milk, and some eggs, even though I hardly ate any of that stuff anyways. As I was pulling a pack of Coke off the rack, someone poked my shoulder, and I gazed up to see none other than the female Kamishiro gazing at me with a smirk.
"Rio!" Taken off guard, I turned to her. "What're you doing here?"
"Getting some stuff for my brother," she replied. "I was hoping to get you alone sometime, but I guess this is okay."
"Alone?" I placed the Coke inside the cart, looking at her in confusion. "Why?"
"You haven't visited your father lately," she replied, leaning against the shelves. I was surprised the weak-looking framework of the thing didn't give under her weight. "I was just wondering if you'd like to."
"Nah," I replied, huffing. "I... lost all of my ability to care for my parents when my mother called earlier this week." I pushed her out of the way, making room for myself and my cart to maneuver through the aisle. She followed, despite the fact that I didn't want to be in her presence anymore. Before I could escape her, she gripped the side of the cart and made it veer into the shelves, nearly knocking over all the soda.
"Kai, listen to me on this," Rio muttered, eyes narrowed. I glared at her strongly, but let her continue. "I know you hate your parents, but your father is near death and your mother can't come to America. On top of that, you're getting married to the richest girl in the goddamn town. You're going to have to accept that you're an adult, and seeing your father might make you realize that." Growling, she backed away from me, trying to reel in her temper. "Happy birthday, asshole." With that, she left, leaving me in a bad mood and wondering just what the hell was making her so pissed off. Dimly, my mind flickered back to the party, how Droite and I had gone to a bedroom within the Kamishiro manor with the twins in tow.
A slight amount of memory came back. I remembered Droite and I getting naked and right in the middle of sex when the twins interrupted, and somehow they had joined in... but I couldn't recall what their roles were at all in the memory. Shaking it off, I hurriedly went to the pharmaceutical section and discretely picked up a long purple box, shoving it down into the cart so I didn't have to look at it. Looking around and feeling ashamed, I pushed the cart quickly to the register Mizael was running and he helped me with the groceries. He gave me a weird look as he placed the purple box into a bag, and I shook my head, saying it was for a friend of mine that didn't go to the school (lame lie, I thought to myself). Hauling the bags on my arms, I ran out of the store, on the edge of crying because of my stupid brain.
I calmed myself as I reached my house. Droite's vehicle was still in the front, so that meant she was still there. Sighing, I yanked the bags up the steps, and without a free hand, I banged my forehead into the wooden door, letting my fiancee know that she had to come and open the door for me. She came a mere moment later, and with a cute laugh, helped me lug the groceries inside.
"You could have let me drive you there," she said, placing the bags she had taken onto the table in the kitchen. "This would've been a lot easier, y'know."
"Shush," I told her, sticking my tongue out at her as I set my own bags down on the kitchen counter. I searched the bags quickly, spotting the purple box and shoving it into my hoodie's pocket. I couldn't let Droite know what I was thinking; otherwise, it'd break us up and I didn't need nor want that. Together we put the groceries away, and we curled up on the couch.
Galaxy came flying in from upstairs, landing on my head and pecking at my bangs. I pulled him away from my hair, placing him on my chest as I laid my head back onto Droite's lap. She brushed my hair with her fingers, and I relaxed into her, petting Galaxy to the beat of my heart. Before long, I had passed out.
When I woke up, I was lying alone on the couch, Galaxy curled up on my chest still, also asleep. I held him carefully as I sat up, hoping to not disturb him, and looked around. It was dark, probably eight o'clock at least. Frowning, I stood, accidentally waking my bird (who chirped and clambered out of my hands in favor of climbing up my face in order to get to my hair) and looking around. It was quiet, save for the clanking going on in the kitchen.
"Droite?" I called out, wincing at the gravelly tone my voice took on.
"Yeah?" she replied, from the kitchen.
"What're you doing?"
"Come here and see for yourself, Kai."
Shrugging, I walked to the kitchen, yawning all the way and wanting to smack Galaxy off of my head because he was tugging at my hair. I saw Droite standing at the kitchen counter next to the oven, an apron on and a bag of frosting in one hand. I looked at her in confusion, but she turned to me before I could ask what she was doing, holding out a small cake with her free hand, smiling sheepishly at me. It was white, with a small dragon drawn on top of it. Seventeen little candles were lit on top of it.
"Happy birthday, Kai," she told me as I took the cake from her.
Laughing, I held the cake out to the side so I could kiss her. "Thanks, Droite." Blowing out the candles, I set the desert down on the counter and kissed her again. "I love you, y'know."
She blushed, leaning her forehead against mine. "I love you too, Kai."
Galaxy gave a loud caw, and I grumbled at him, pulling away from Droite to pull the animal off of my head. He chirped down at me and I glared at him, telling him to go back to his cage, which he did with a sad look and slow flap. Sighing hard, I brought my palm to my face, rolling my eyes.
"He's like a child, I swear—" I was cut off when Droite spun me around, frosting bag in hand, and pressed a thick bead of frosting to my lips before leaning down and locking her mouth with mine. Despite my initial soreness, I went along with her, allowing her to pull me against her and slip her tongue into my mouth. The mixing of her and frosting made me moan in content.
She pressed me back against the counter, pulling my hoodie off of me (I hoped to god that she didn't detect the box inside the piece of clothing) along with my shirt. Dropping the bag of frosting to the floor, Droite kissed me hard, pushing a knee between my legs and massaging my breasts. I moaned out her name as she pulled her lips from mine.
Her hands were quick to get me completely naked. She tossed my skirt and shoes to the side, while allowing my bra to fall to the ground with the rest of my clothing. My panties were literally torn off with no gentleness whatsoever. Droite fell to her knees in front of me; I knew what was coming next, my body growing hotter and hotter as she kissed the insides of my thighs, so I gripped the counter for leverage just in case I nearly fell over. She smirked up at me, pulling back to slip off her apron and shirt, pulling her bra off and giving me something to look at as she placed her mouth right between my legs. I groaned, thrusting downwards. Her tongue pierced me and gave me no time to adjust, sending me right to the edge and keeping me there. My head fell back, mouth open, as Droite continued with what she was doing, sometimes using her tongue to penetrate me along with her fingers. Her breath was hot and moist, dragging me even closer to my climax.
"Droite, oh god..." I let go of the counter, leaning against it and gripping her hair to push her closer to me. I heard her giggle sexily against me, and the vibrations were nearly enough to push me into orgasm. I clutched at her, biting my lower lip hard. My breathing increased, as did the urgency to come, and I almost fell over, my balance affected by the overload of sensations. Droite caught me, lowering me to the floor and spreading my legs as far as they could go. On the hard, cold tile, it was uncomfortable, but I felt so amazing that I didn't care.
"Come for me, Kai," Droite whispered, kissing the insides of my thighs before going back to dragging her tongue over me. I moaned out her name, reaching back down to grip her hair. She used her free hand to caress the back of my knee while using the other to thrust into me. I moved my hips in tune with how she pleasured me, right at the edge and about to fly off into oblivion.
Droite shifted her mouth away from me, kissing her way up my stomach and chest, before she reached my mouth. I could taste myself on her tongue, which made me slightly disgusted but I couldn't care less in that moment. With one last thrust of her fingers, I cried out into her mouth, my orgasm slamming into me. She held me as I rode out the amazing waves, my breath getting caught in my throat and my heart racing so fast that it felt like it was going to burst from my chest.
Panting, I came back down from the high to see Droite gazing down at me with hazy orange eyes. I smiled at her, closing my eyes and trying to get oxygen back into my body. She pressed her lips against my forehead. I snuggled up against her, wrapping my legs around her waist and pulling her close.
"How about," she started, pausing to breathe, apparently having gotten caught up within my pleasure, "we get you into bed so I can make you hit cloud nine again? The kitchen floor is no place for my beautiful princess."
Blushing, I nodded, and she pulled me up off the floor, bridal style. I held onto her, pressing my face into her neck, as she went to my bedroom. As she laid me out on the bed, I forgot the fact that the deal breaker between us was sitting in my discarded hoodie in the kitchen.
I now have Open Office, so this is the program I'm gonna be using until my laptop is fixed and/or I get a new one. Hope you enjoyed! Review!