(May 30th, 2010)
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CHAPTER 17: Bliss

~KPOV~

Finally twenty minutes later they reached the underground lot behind his condo and he drove into the motorcycle parking. Takeru shut off the engine and got off helping Hikari to her feet as well. She slipped her hand into his as they took the elevator to Takeru's floor. They took off their shoes and jackets when they entered the dark room.

It was obvious to Hikari that his mother was still away on her another business trip, as the apartment looked the same as the last time she saw it. She moved to Takeru's room to search his shirt drawer for her favourite green jersey; she attempted to strip off her dress, but her right hand pulsed too much to grasp the hem. Takeru came into the room; he leaned on the doorframe, light from the hall illuminating his figure, he chuckled as he watched her struggle.

"You know it's not nice to laugh at other people's pain," she said with frustration as she let the hem fall again. He glided over to her and grabbed the bottom of her dress pulling it easily over her head, not without lingering his fingers over her bare breasts first. He didn't stop his stroking as her dress hit the ground; she shivered, his touch reminding her of what had happened before Daisuke had so rudely interrupted them on the dance floor. She would have let him continue but she was still a bit cold so she took the jersey off his bed and put it on; when her head resurfaced from the shirt she saw a pouty look on Takeru's face. Hikari couldn't help but laugh at him; he played with the locket he gave her that sitting in the crevasse of her breasts, tickling her skin at her same time.

"Would you like to go to bed now?" She nodded and climbed under his navy covers, pulling them up to her neck. She watched Takeru remove his shirt; he bent down and picked up her dress, placing both on the nearby desk. His scars glowed slightly as streetlight lit the room faintly, as she looked at them she felt that same wave of anger had many times before. He unzipped his jeans, revealing a pair of grey boxer briefs and draped them over the back of the chair then walked over to the bed. Hikari marvelled at the strong walls of muscle that rippled across his stomach and his strong leg muscles; to her, no amount of scarring could change that fact that he was absolutely breathtaking. He grabbed the corner of the duvet and lifted it up, scooting into bed next to her. She rolled over so her back was towards him and he wrapped both his muscular arms around her waist drawing her tight to him. He fluttered brief kisses down her neck then rested his forehead on the back of her head. They lay there for a few minutes like that until Takeru broke he silence.

"Kari?" He talked into her hair, breathing in her smell.

"Mmm-hmm?" Hikari's eyes closed as she resorted to the blissful feeling of his body encasing hers.

"I know that you probably don't want me asking, and you don't have to talk about it right now, but what happened between tonight? Between you and Dai?" She stiffened slightly and for a few more minutes she didn't answer him as she tried to make sense of everything in her head. When she did speak, she did so slowly and calmly; even though calm was the last thing she felt.

"When I went to go find the washroom, I went the wrong way and found him… with another girl." She paused, recalling what happened. "She left and I asked him why, he said that he had needs. Needs that I hadn't been fulfilling for him for the past few weeks. He didn't apologize, he even admitted to sleeping with other girls… I'm guessing now that whenever one of us was out of town, he had to satisfy his "needs" with someone else…" her voice trailed off and they were both silent, Takeru knew it was best to wait until she was done. "I can't believe I was with him for so long! That I slept with him! I'm such an idiot for not seeing it before! I should have listened to you." She tossed her head in disbelief as she remembered all the times he would go away on sports trips or when she went on family vacation; as she tallied all the trips in her head, she wondered how many girls he'd been with while they were apart, she was sickened at the rough estimate she calculated in her head. "I told him I'd had enough and to leave me alone; he obviously didn't listen." She sighed and tightened Takeru's arms around her, savouring his lovely citrus scent. "I'm done now, I've had enough of that jackass." She turned in his arms so they were face-to-face and looked up at him. "You're not going to go anywhere tonight are you? I don't really feel like being on my own." He buried his nose into the side of her neck, kissing every inch he could reach.

"I'm not going anywhere. I'm here as long as you need me here." Takeru grazed one hand along her thighs as the other pulled her shirt down to expose her collarbone; he brushed his soft lips over her skin, sparks shooting through her body. She moaned slightly as she lifted her hands to caress him from his toned stomach up to his peck muscles; they were stronger then Dai's ever were, covered with the softest skin. She smiled as she felt his crotch stiffen when she ran her fingers across his bare chest. His hands kept working by cupping her breasts and massaging them while his mouth danced from her earlobe to the hollow of her neck. Takeru took a deep breath as she raised her left hand to his chin and pulling it away from where it was working on her shoulder. He looked confused as she stared at him, "is something wrong?" she shook her head at him.

"Quite the opposite, you're driving me crazy." He broke out into a huge grin and her heart stuttered as he stoked her cheek with his thumb then brushed her bottom lip.

"Good. Because I thought I was the only one going insane." He leaned down and covered his mouth with hers; Hikari's skin seemed to boil and her breath came with a gasp. She rolled herself on top of him and dragging herself up his body; Takeru could feel her nipples against him as she moved, more heat rushed to his groin hardening even then before.

A growl escaped his mouth and he released her, letting both hands slip Hikari upright on his lap and he sat up. They both knelt inches apart on the bed; he placed one hand under her ass, crushing her to him and the other hand went for her neck, she arched it back, waiting for his mouth. He obliged all too willingly; he sucked at the base of her neck, switching between light and hard pressure. She felt her nipples go hard with yearning, forming small circular peaks through her jersey. He must've felt them on his chest because he groaned and snaked a hand under the shirt, cupping her breast. As soon as he touched them she whimpered in delight, forcing herself closer to him, she couldn't get enough; she needed every millimetre of him touching her. His hand traced the outside of her left breast circling down until be was on the perimeter of her nipple, still not touching it though. She growled as she seized his hand, compelling him to touch her; he chuckled as he leaned forward to whisper in her ear.

"I can't touch what I can't see." He smirked, his eyes full of passion and lust. She raised her arms above her head causing her breasts to lift. He took both of his hands and placed them on her waist then ran up her sides, tracing her skin faintly as the shirt bunched up. It lifted off her head and he tossed it to the side never taking her eyes off her. He looked at her with such intensity that she felt a flood of desire pool in her abdomen. She wanted him to touch her, but he seemed frozen, just staring. Lifting her hand she rubbed her aching breast, moving it up and down. She took her other hand and dragged her fingernails down Takeru's chest, leaving five pink lines on his muscular stomach. He sighed then gripped her breast massaging it, playing with the tip. The sensation was overwhelming; she lifted her breast and arching her back. He grinned and lowered his face, licking the hard tip in circles. She couldn't help it; she tangled her fingers into his golden hair and pushed his head until he took her entire nipple into his mouth. She held it there as he suckled, she moaned as he moved from one to the other. Then he pressed his face between them and moved down, trailing hot breezy kisses to her belly button then his hands played with the top of her lacy underwear she still had on. His hand clutched her while the other started to tug on her bottoms. She wanted him to keep going but something came over her with a shot of adrenaline and lifted his head to hers and pushed him on the chest with one hand.

He was off-guard and fell with his back to the wall, his face apparent with shock and unsatisfaction. She moved away from him, he protested as he grappled as her waist, trying to stop her from leaving. She hit his hand away and she wagged her finger at him, placing the finger on his lips, bending over slightly; letting her breasts dangle. He was sitting up slightly as if he was reading; legs outstretched before him across the bed in his briefs. His arms were by his sides twitching; itching to touch her. Her hand moved from his mouth to his shoulders where she braced herself and placed first the right, then the left leg on either side of his, straddling his crotch. She must've looked bolder than she felt because his eyes turned from his usual ocean blue to a stormy black. She leaned to the side, grabbing her discarded jersey, then massaging her breasts on his chest as she murmured into his ear.

"You had your turn. It's my turn to look. Remember we can't touch what we can't see" He immediately knew what she meant, feverishly rubbing his hands along the inside of her thighs. She sighed and took his hands, placing them together. "I said, it's my turn. No touching unless I say so." She hit him, not hard but enough to make his skin go pink. She took one of his hands and curled it into a fist, leaving a long single index finger extended. Then placed it in her mouth, licking and sucking it, moving it slowly back and forth out of her perfect rosy lips. She felt him stiffen and his breathing got heavy, groaning with pure delight. Then she took it and stuck in between the cleavage of her breasts, gently forcing it up and down. She forced her elbows towards each other making the soft skin into firm mounds; continued to move his finger. She pulled it out then used the shirt to tie his hands together above his head in a v-formation. She scratched her fingers down his arms and pushed her breasts into his face, where she felt the hot, uneven breath on them. He strained his mouth to reach them but she pulled back teasing him by caressing them with her own hands instead. After that her mouth moved to his earlobe where she whispered in his ear

"Takeru Takaishi. If I didn't know better, I'd say you had the hots for me." She shook her head making her hair fondle his shoulder. "But that's not possible right? Because we're suppose to be friends. Like you said. Friends. But really, do friends do this?" She took his ear into his mouth nipping while her hands floated down his chest trail of hair that lead to his boxers. She pointed her finger and started to follow it until she started to pull them down, then stopped much to Takeru's dismay. Then she wandered along the belt, tracing the edge along his stomach, which was rising and falling rapidly. "Do friends do this?" She grinded her pelvis into his, feeling the hardness of him. He whimpered in pleasure, still yanking at his handcuffs. "Do friends do this?" she took the top of the boxers in both hands and pulled them down in slow motion, then rested her hand on him squeezing casually.

"Oh god…!" He groaned so loudly she laughed and re-settled herself back on top, leaving only a thin layer of fabric between the next step of their relationship that they both so longed for. "Do friends do this?" She asked simply tugged on his testes gently. He couldn't take it anymore he lowered his bound hands around her neck and yanked her towards him. Their lips met, hot and moist; they moved in sync as his tongue pried open her mouth for entry. She shifted her tongue as well until they met; all that desire and need exploded hundred-fold as they kissed. Something passed between them neither could explain. She fumbled at the restrains she had put on, releasing his hands for roaming. He took full control as he wrapped her legs around his waist and laid her back first on bed.

He followed her, hovering over, his hands at the top of her thong. He paused for a second then ripped them off. She didn't protest as he drove in for another passionate kiss as he explored the small dark bush of hair with one hand. She squirmed as he forced her legs apart, and caressed her folds with a gentle finger. Hikari felt a shiver course through her body, she nearly passed out as dipped his fingers in then out slowly. She had to close her eyes to stop her from seeing spots as he dipped again and again looking for her clit. Finally he found it and moved faster, adding a third finger, in response she thrust her hips against his hand and forced his free hand up to her breasts; aching for more. Takeru played with her tits then felt her walls start to contract; her breathing grew laboured as he plunged faster. An orgasm flooded over her as he continued to drive her fingers into her until she stopped moving. He removed his fingers from her and lifted them to smell her arousal, and then he took her face, kissing her hard. His hand caressed her breasts again, the other brushed lightly along te soft skin on the inside of her thigh. She smiled as she kissed back, surprised at how turned on she felt already. She lowered her hand to his manhood and started to massage it as they kissed, his body stiffened then relaxed as she stroked him. Hikari could feel him twitch and she rubbed faster trying to give him what he wanted, but he removed her hand.

"No wait, I won't last. I need a condom." She laughed lightly before she kissed him again.

"You don't worry about it, I'm on the pill. Now don't make me wait any longer. I think we've waited long enough for this." He paused then entered her slowly, she moaned as he filled her and spread her legs out farther. He hooked his elbow under her right knee and pulled it up to her shoulder; then he held both of her hands and raised them above her head, causing her breasts to lift and magnify in size. Hikari could feel his member pulsing within her as he slowly started to plunge into her; he lowered his head and sucked on her nipples sending even more waves through her. The sensation was amazing as he slowly pulled out then pushed even harder back in, she couldn't take the tempo she needed him to move faster. "Move faster TK! Faster!" He didn't need any more encouragement to be cautious, his thrusts increased and she felt one hand grip his ass tilting it higher towards him. She could feel his erection growing as her walls clenched against him. "You're so hot! So wet and tight!" With his words her core grew even more wet and the feelings within her escalated; she had never felt so good, so beautiful or so wanted in her entire life. His tongue licked between the curves of her breasts and both his hands now kneaded her butt cheeks tilting her so high her bottom barely touched the sheet anymore; her head became light as her brain tried to comprehend everything going on. Then that feeling in the bottom of her core started to erupt and she felt the waves starting.

"Oh god, harder!" She whimpered she started to lose control, he immersed himself fully pounding with more force "You're close aren't you? What do you want me to do?" He teased into her ear, kissing her down her neck, she couldn't take it. "Whatever you do I don't want you to stop!" She practically yelled as she gripped his back, pulling him tighter to her. He chuckled then thrusted faster, her walls rippled faster and she felt his cock start to spasm. "Oh god!" She griped his shoulders holding on for support as Hikari's walls convulsed sending her into an ecstasy she'd never experienced before. They both moaned and panted as they came, Takeru still plunging until she let out a final cry and went limp. He collapsed onto his side, still connected with her; after a few minutes he withdrew from her and kissed from her forehead until he found her lips.

"That was…" There were no words coming to his mind that could sum up just how incredible that was. Sure, he had been with girls before, but never like that. Hikari giggled,

"I know. It was, wasn't it?" she fingered circles across the plain of muscles on his chest, "No words, can explain how amazing that was." She crushed her mouth with his; enjoying the deep kiss they shared, still sweaty and panting. Takeru lay on his back one hand resting on the back on his head, the other wrapped around Hikari's waist. She lay half-across his chest, right hand playing with his hair, her left placed on his taunt chest. She smiled lazily up at him, her eyelids drooping slightly, "we should do this again sometime." He chuckled and pressed his moist lips to the top of her messy brown hair.

"I agree, but first I don't know about you, but I could use some sleep." She yawned and nodded, already starting to doze off with her head on his chest. He pushed a wayward strand of hair out of her glowing face, "My beautiful Kari." He smiled; holding her tightly to him as her breathing steadied then his eyelids grew heavy as sleep took over.

Author's Note:

Okay, finally together! Took long enough I know… But I can't stand those stories where in like, the 2nd chapter Kari or TK dump their GF/BF and get together. (obvs though one-shots are exactly that, I don't mind those) Seriously where's the plot and suspense in that?

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