Sorry for the super long absence guys! A lot of things happened while I was away at college and started working, meaning that some stories will have different endings. I finally got my macbook fixed after years and was able to access my old email in which I got notifications from new reviews and follows to my stories which inspirited me to start writing again. (Especially because I hate when an interesting story starts but never finished, please bear with me since it's been a while. Also tell me what you think, review so I know that there's still people out there so I can finish this!:) )

There she lay, pinned under the silhouette of a hungry man

Kotoko flailed around in his grasp for a bit until Irie broke their kiss, he stared at her, flustered; with eyes of wanting.

Looking at Irie, she could not deny the pounding in her chest, she could never think of going against him, denying him anything would be considered sin.

Tears began to roll from her eyes naturally.

"What ARE we, what are we doing… " The young woman with auburn like her pressed for answers with a soaked face.

"Shh shh shh.. Kotoko don't.." The "gentleman" held onto her face as he began to wipe away tears from her warm cheeks while simultaneously kissed around her face tenderly.

"Irie-kun, I love you."

"I love you too."

This proclamation of love sent Kotoko in a state of enraged confusion, but tried to keep her composure for him.

"Then what are we doing, are we getting back together..?"

The man sighed, "Maybe, in the future."

"Future? Future as in the near future or when?!" She was quickly loosing her patience.

"I said the future didn't I, I don't know what the future hold for us. I don't know when we'll get back together, but we will." The words slide out of his lips seamlessly onto her neck as he lay himself gently on her body.

Beginning to trails kisses along her neck while silent sobs left her, Irie wrapped his arms around her hoping to ease Kotoko.

"Things have a way of working themselves out… eventually." He whispered into the young lady's ear, sending shivers down her weak spine, melting her into him once again.

Irie released her from the tight embrace, sliding his hands up her skirt sliding off her delicates while nipping at her neck.

Holding on hand tight to her hair and another by her lips, the male began undressing himself.

"Let me see you.. All of you." Irie nudged her, his eyes gleamed as Kotoko let Irie undress her completely.

There were no more questions, no more vague answers, no more talking. Just the muffled sounds of passion by two young lovers.

"You're mine, right? This, all of this belongs to me, right? You'd never give yourself to anyone besides like me, right?" Breaking the silence with a string of repetitive and desperate questions.

While clung onto him as he buried himself into her, she muttered

"Yours, I'm only yours."