Authors note: I have been quite productive over the last few days no? Anyways, WARNING LEMONY CHAPTER! So, don´t like don´t read;) I´ll try and develop Kai and Hillary´s relationship a bit more in the next few chapters, and if you guys want another lemon let me know, I don´y usually write them, so please let me know how this attempt was!

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Into the void

Chapter 5

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Kai´s POV

Every evening had become a strange ritual. Hillary and the others went to bed at about 11 O´clock on most nights, while I reclined on the roof of the building, looking up at the night sky listening to their bickering. Of course they were not aware of my presence, and I found it vaguely amusing to observe them from afar. Then, after about 45 minutes I would slide soundlessly to the ground and stalk inside, were everyone was asleep with the exception of Hillary. She would pretend to be asleep, stealing glances when I undressed, and then she would try to sleep once I had lied down next to her.

Part of me was oddly puzzled by the whole thing, at the same time feeling somewhat annoyed. She was right there, only centimetres away, and I still couldn´t touch her. It irked me, especially today. So far this was my worst day by far with the team. Lousy amateurs didn´t even come close to describing their behaviour, and I had been furious since the previous evening. And on top of it Rey, of all people, was the cause of said problems.

First he had lost his bit-beast. Confused and unsure he had been tricked by that little jerk, Kevin, a member of his ex-team. Drigger had left his blade when Rey lost to Kevin in a bey-battle, which I didn´t find unfair at all. Kevin was a manipulator, and when Rey didn´t see through his pretence I suppose his bit-beast had gotten enough. He had it coming actually, as much as it pained me to admit this. And, no bit-beast meant that our chances at claiming the victory were greatly reduced.

As if that wasn´t enough he and Tyson had arrived late for our second match in the tournament, and we had been sickeningly close to being disqualified because we had no one to participate in the third match. All in all Max, Kenny and Hillary were the only ones who didn´t have to hide whenever I was in their vicinity, and even they slept lightly.

With a sigh I left the roof in one agile leap, landing on my feet with cat like grace. It was cloudy tonight, and the moon was hidden, the absence of any light enveloping everything in gloomy shadows. Hillary was awake, as predicted, and I paused in the doorway, making a point out of breaking the pattern.

I could hear the rustling of sheets as she moved around in the dark, knowing that she was aware of my presence, and that she was probably wondering why I was not following my usual routine. Just wait and see Hillary, tonight will be different! This had been a shitty couple of days after all, I felt as though a pleasant distraction was in order.

She stopped moving the moment I started stripping, and I knew she was watching as I slowly started unbuckling my belt. For once I took my time, curious to she what she would make of it. I removed the belt first, then the t-shirt, lazily stretching before taking my time as I removed the jeans. I ran a hand through my usual messy hair. Well, why not?

With deliberate slowness I started playing with the elastic on my boxers, almost giving the impression that I was going to take them off. A soft gasp was heard from Hillary´s corner, and I looked up to meet her gaze. The scarce light had caught her eyes, and I smirked. Naughty, naughty, I had no idea she was such a pervert. Then again it felt oddly tantalizing knowing she was secretly watching as I undressed.

When I lied down she quickly rolled over on her other side, back facing me, still pretending to be asleep. Perfect! I resisted the urge to chuckle darkly; there was no way that little trick was going to keep me away. She should know that. On the other hand the chase was half the fun, I didn´t mind if she made some half hearted attempt at getting away. Sooner or later I would have my way, no matter how hard she tried. I could hear her heartbeat even now, along with her somewhat uneven breath. Otherwise the room was eerie silent, and I spared the others a quick glance, making sure they were asleep. No need to be disturbed.

Almost soundlessly I inched closer to her, until I could feel her slender silhouette press lightly against my chest. She was holding her breath, tense like a bowstring. With a mix of curiosity and excitement I gently brushed her hair to the side, running my hands through the long, silky strands with a certain fascination.

She let out a strangled breath, and I moved further down, tracing a pattern over the smooth skin of her shoulders to the nape of her neck. It seemed to glow in the dark, wonderfully alabaster pale, and with a velvety feel to it. I leaned closer, my nose touching her neck as I inhaled the sweet, flowery scent of her hair. She was beautiful I decided, wondering why it had taken me such a long time to realize this.

"K..Kai", she mumbled, clearly at a loss of words.

I didn´t respond. Surely she could figure out my intensions on her own.

Goosebumps were rising on her arms as I lightly kissed her left shoulder, moving up to continue on her neck, and then her jaw. I loved the feel of her. Smooth, elegant limbs, with that exquisite femininity that contrasted my own body to such an extent.

With a certain curiosity I slid one hand underneath her tank top, pleasantly surprised to find that she only slept in a loose tank and shorts. No bra! And her tits were great! They fit my hands perfectly, feeling soft yet firm at the same time. I testily teased her nipples, and was rewarded with a low groan. What a wonderful sound! She shifted slightly to give me better access, and after making sure Max was still sound asleep I stealthily slid into her sleeping bag.

She was not so tense anymore, and I applied a tiny bit of pressure on her other shoulder, shifting her onto her back. Our noses touched, and I could feel her hot breath on my face, eyes glued to mine as I gently bit down on her bottom lip. Even in the dark she looked flushed, heat rolling of her in waves. I followed up with a sensual kiss, becoming more demanding when she momentarily tensed.

Her tits were pressed flush against my chest, and I was rock hard. This was almost getting out of hand. I had never wanted anything this much, ever. She groaned, giving me the access I wanted as I curiously stroked her tongue with mine. She tasted great, all strawberry toothpaste and sugar. Girls…..I could feel her back arch as I ran my hands down her sides, gripping her hips. A jolt of unexpected desire washed through me as she sucked on my tongue, and I supressed a growl, briefly closing my eyes. Damn, she could probably give a killer blow-job!

Unfortunately that was when our sexual buzz was ruined. I heard someone mumble something further down to my right, and stilled on top of Hillary, breaking the kiss as Kenny stumbled around in the dark, apparently looking for something. Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck! I rested my nose against hers while we waited, the pressure in my groin becoming almost unbearable. Kenny, what the fuck was his problem? Go to sleep already!

"Rey? I can´t find Dizzy", I heard him whisper heatedly, clearly worried.

"Huh? Jeez, we´ll look in the morning chief", Rey mumbled back, uninterested.

"But Rey, I have to find her!"

"Gah…Kenny please….it is 2 O´clock….What do you need her for now anyway?"

"I..ha…"

He was broken off by a particularly loud snore as Tyson rolled over on his back, and I had to bite myself in the tongue to prevent a frustrated sneer. Fucking cockblockers! They quieted down shortly afterwards, and I quickly made my decision.

"Couch, now", I whispered to Hillary, getting up.

She just looked at me, nodded, and grabbed her sleeping bag. Good thing she was not stalling because I was not in the mood. Not trusting her to be silent I grabbed her without any second thoughts, leaving her hanging over one shoulder as I stealthily tip-toed out into the living room. For obvious reasons I closed the door, strategically placing a chair underneath the door handle. There was no way anyone would disturb us one more time, not without facing a very unfortunate end.

I placed Hillary on the couch, carefully pushing her down on her back again. The sleeping bag slipped from her fingers, sliding onto the floor. She looked delicious, all wide eyed and short of breath. Her nipples were clearly visible through the thin material of her tank, and I slid both hands underneath, stroking them. To my surprise I suddenly felt her hands in my hair, tugging at the messy spikes, egging me on. I liked that. I liked it a lot. Who knew she was such a sex addict. I kissed her, forcing her mouth open and teasingly biting her bottom lip again, receiving a soft moan.

"Kaaaai", she groaned, voice sounding slightly pornographic.

I bit down harder, drawing blood, before I moved further down, using my teeth to remove the straps of her tank. Her hands had moved from my hair to my shoulders, gripping them for support as I slid her top of, playfully running my tongue over her nipples. Her tits really did feel amazing, just the perfect size, complimenting the rest of her body. She was of medium height, but her built was petite, with slender shoulders and long legs, just the way I liked it.

With practiced ease I slid her shorts down, smirking as black lace was revealed underneath. Hillary! Ha, I suppose it is always the shy ones who buy sexy underwear! I caught her looking at me, flushed, and she shivered lightly as a wisp of air washed over us. She looked fucking great! We looked at each other for a few seconds, her face hot while those wonderful hazel eyes had an eager, drowsy gleam to them.

Her hands had fallen to the side when I sat up, and she was gripping the edge of the couch, knuckles whitening. I smirked, holding her gaze as I gently tugged at the lacy material, before suddenly yanking it down, much like I had done with her zipper the other day. Her expression was priceless!

Feeling unusually patient I decided to take my time, starting by trailing soft kisses down her inner thighs, enjoying the feel of the smooth, silky skin. She rewarded me with one of those enticingly pornographic sounds again, and I ran one hand over her stomach, enjoying the sensation as she immediately inhaled, shivering with need. With an almost agonizing slowness I trailed gentle circles over her clitoris, entranced as she groaned my name several times, literally begging for more. God she looked so hot!

There was a slight commotion as I realized I couldn´t hold it much longer, rummaging around before finally spotting Tyson´s ugly red and blue jacket hanging over a chair. Just my luck. Always in the hopes of getting something, poor guy! I fished a foil package out of one pocket with badly hidden satisfaction. Hillary actually giggled, suddenly seeming very comfortable even though she was naked.

"You are so bad!" She exclaimed, eyes glued to my frame as I shamelessly kicked off my boxers.

Oh you have no idea Hillary!

I pushed her down, all patience gone as I carefully inserted one finger. She squirmed, uncomfortable at first, but getting used to the sensation as I started kissing and teasing her again. Easily distracted, how very nice! When I actually pushed into her for the first time she didn´t appear to be in much pain. She merely grimaced at bit, moaning as I bit down on her shoulder.

Jeez she was tight! And it felt fucking great! I couldn´t help but groan. Her legs wrapped around my hips as I moved, waves of pleasure coursing through me like light bursts of electricity. I couldn´t remember ever wanting a girl this bad before. As inexperienced as she was she was still the best fuck I´d had to date!

She was starting to enjoy herself as I moved my other hand to rub her while we moved, I could feel her tense and throw her head back as I apparently struck something, and I growled as she clenched around me, everything tightening to the point of it becoming unbearable. Her fingers dug into my shoulders as she came, and I captured her lips in a demanding kiss, preventing any sound from escaping. I followed shortly, shoulders shivering slightly as I collapsed on top of her, basking in the afterglow.

I wasn´t sure what I had expected afterwards, but it certainly wasn´t her pleased sigh as I shifted off her. Like it was the most natural thing in the world she grabbed the sleeping bag from the floor, pulling it over the both of us and curling up against my chest.

Normally I never spent the night with girls, apart from the sex I wasn´t really interested. Then again this didn´t feel half bad, and I yawned, stretching and pulling her close. No, this was not bad at all….