Disclaimer: I don't own Nana to Kaoru; the rights and ownership go to Amazume Ryuta. If I did, they would be a whole lot closer than they are now in the manga, if you know what I mean.

Author's Note: This story, along with others I will give credit to my lovely writing partner, is part of a weekly role-play session I have with my lovely Michelle (who is my Kaoru). If you ever have any ideas for prompts or story ideas, shoot me a PM because we are always looking for ideas!

I actually brought the file home so I could finish editing it! As a result, have the final chapter of this roleplay idea! Quickly edited, so if you see any errors, please let me know!

Exhilaration: Chapter Four

April 27, 2014

Kaoru had to admit, he was a little preoccupied with trying to figure out what Nana was thinking about doing to him; usually it was the other way around, and if she said no to a double shower, he wondered how he was going to keep himself occupied while she was cleaning up.

"I don't see why you couldn't join me. My shower's big enough," Nana shrugged. She raised her eyebrows at him in a subtle challenge, waiting for how he would respond. "Unless you don't want to…" She was already beginning to formulate a devious revenge plot in her mind as her sentence trailed off; it was a nice change, plotting, instead of being the one swept up in plots. She wanted to focus on him for a change. He was always focusing on her and making sure her needs were met.

Kaoru nodded, perhaps a little too enthusiastically. "Any chance to see you wet and naked, Nana," he smirked, utterly froggy. "Gonna have to write the guy who designed you complex and thank him for the big showers." He reached over and plucked at the hem of her shirt teasingly. "Shower designers don't get nearly enough credit."

Nana let out a quiet snort of laughter as she rolled her eyes. When he spoke dirty to her, she was so used to it at this point that she paid it close to no mind—unless they were in the middle of something a little more heated, then that was all she could hear.

"It's enough for two, though I didn't say it was a luxury suite," she replied, slightly amused.

The elevator dinged at it reached the fourth floor and Kaoru playfully dragged Nana out of it by her shirt hem. "Should be plenty of room, right? We'll get fancy jets some other time." He dropped her shirt and started heading towards her apartment.

The weight of what he had said hit her as she closed the door behind them, once letting them in. Thinking of them living together was a huge step forward, but she wasn't going to scare it away. It was a nice thought. She slipped off her shoes, noticing Kaoru follow suit.

"We can get those fancy jets if we go to a… l-love hotel. If I can walk into a love hotel without my face erupting into flames," she murmured, clearing her throat at the end of her statement.

She shifted and slid a hand up her skirt to pull out the wireless egg from her throbbing cunt. Letting out a soft sigh of contentment, now that it was out, she walked to the kitchen side of the room and cleaned the toy off in the sink.

Kaoru smirked. For her to claim bashfulness and then pull out a vibrator from underneath her skirt like it was nothing was definitely two sides of the coin which was his Nana.

He absently followed her over to the sink and leaned against the counter as she washed the vibrator. "Wow, you did a number on that thing, huh?" He chuckled.

"Oh, be quiet," Nana murmured as she finished cleaning off the toy and drying it with a nearby towel. "It's not my fault."

Kaoru grinned. He pulled his shirt off over his head as he talked and began undoing his pants. "Ready for that shower?"

Nana rolled her eyes again with a playful smile. "Do you need to undress in my kitchen?" she asked.

"I will gladly get undressed anywhere in your presence, m'lady," Kaoru teased, waddling after her with his pants around his knees.

Nana walked over into her bedroom before casually beginning to get undressed. While Kaoru was busy trying to take his pants off as he walked, she stripped and strolled into the bathroom to get the water running.

When Kaoru finally discarded his pants, he followed his partner into the bathroom. Reaching down, he pinched her ass as she leaned over to turn on the water.

Swatting at his hand, she stood at full height and pulled the curtain back and stepped in.

"Scrub you down?" He grinned, watching the spray of water cascade down Nana's hair and skin as she leaned into the warmth. Stepping in, himself, he joined Nana under the stream as he pressed himself up against her.

"You wash me and I'll wash you?" Nana asked with a smile. She reached behind Kaoru to grab a small bottle of body wash to hand to him. Running a hand through her damp hair, combing it back, she waited patiently for him to begin. Letting her eyes wander, she appreciated the sight in front of her. She had learned to size him up discretely because he would always tease her if caught. Nana licked her lips unconsciously.

"Well, as long as 'wash' is being loosely defined..." Kaoru clicked open the bottle and squeezed out some soap. "You got a washcloth or should I just use my hands?" He grinned, rubbing soap between his palms and then gleefully reaching for Nana's boobs. "These will be squeaky clean by the time I'm done."

In his excitement to touch her, Kaoru completely missed her subtle glances and lip licking.

Kaoru looked like a kid in a candy store drooling in anticipation for the sweets he was about to devour. Despite that, he wanted to see her revenge from earlier, didn't he? If she got distracted from the get-go, she was a goner.

Reaching behind him again, she grabbed her loofah and held it out to him. "Or you could use this?"

Kaoru eyed the loofah, then Nana's breasts and then the loofah again. He sighed, grabbed it and began wiping the soap from his hands onto it.

"Well, that's no fun, is it?" he asked, pressing the loofah to her shoulder as he began soaping her up. "Do you want me to wash your hair too? Perhaps with a ten foot pole?" He was annoyed, but not angry. He just really liked touching her boobs. He wasn't going to deny they were amazing, and he couldn't think of anyone else who would.

Nana chuckled softly under her breath, hearing his unmasked sour tone. "Now, now…" It's not like her breasts were going anywhere. He would have his fill after she got hers. It was only fair, after the, albeit sweet, torture she went through during lecture earlier. "I won't stop you, though, if you really do want to wash my hair, after you're done…" she trailed off with a smirk.

"Hmph," Kaoru responded, running the loofah over her chest and taking his time with it. He did, in fact, make sure her breasts were squeaky clean before moving on to the rest of her.

"I'll wash your hair, but you'll have to wait for me to put gloves on." He still sounded a touch sarcastic, but much more content now that he was at least indirectly touching Nana's body. "So long as you'll wash mine."

He grabbed her hip and pulled her close as he began running the loofah over her back and shoulders. "If that's okay?" he whispered in her ear, making sure he let out a hot breath right after he asked his question. He was going to get her to turn to jelly if it was the last thing he did.

Nana's face screwed up in annoyance and longing. Her ears were sensitive, Kaoru knew that, and was trying to wear her down—that cheat. "I'll wash yours, alright," she purred, trying her hardest not to melt into his touch, to keep up the act.

Kaoru wouldn't know what the word 'thorough' truly meant until she was done with him. Still, he sounded so bitter… she didn't like it; Nana brushed that thought aside, remembering it was part of the game they were playing.

He knew which buttons to press to get her at his feet. Oh, she would be there all right… but she'd have him right where she wanted him this time around.

Kaoru grinned, thinking he'd gotten her. He was sure her purring was her reciprocation of the seduction. He moved the loofah lower, running it over her backside and thighs, nudging in-between her legs. "You'll need to wash here, right, Nana? After what I put you through, I'm sure it's pretty messy. But, don't worry—I know how to be thorough." He fluttered the loofah over her thighs again and leaned down to kiss her neck and throat.

Nana smiled, realizing she had him tricked already. She couldn't be this good, could she? "You really need to learn how to clean up the messes you make… or I'll have to make an example of you," she said softly, though loud enough to hear over the sound of the water running. She tilted her head to the side to allow him the area of her neck to kiss.

Kaoru grinned against her neck and began to kiss and suck gently. He knew getting her wound up beforehand would make her give in that much faster. He brought the loofah around in-between them and began caressing her lower stomach and mound, trying again to inch between her legs. "Wanna open up for me, Nana?" he asked against her skin.

Hmm… should she? Would she be able to keep it to herself when he cleaned her? She really doubted it, but she needed to be strong in order to get through with her side of the plan. "We're doing this to get clean, remember," Nana breathed, opening her stance. At least Kaoru wasn't up close and personal, down on his knees in front of her.

"Clean. Right." Kaoru smirked against her neck and reached between her legs, gently trailing the loofah over her crotch. "I'm pretty good at cleaning if you don't mind getting dirty again halfway through." He moved his hand from her hip up to her breast and began playing with her nipple. He pressed up against her with the loofah and began rubbing against her, his fingers trying to find the right spot through the mesh fabric.

The second Kaoru started playing with her nipples and rubbing at her instead of cleaning her, Nana clamped her legs shut, stopping his movements. "That's not cleaning," she said, shooting him a look. Nana hoped her acting was working, because it was so extremely hard to keep up. She wanted to be played with, to be teased, but she did make a promise and didn't want to go back on it and have to listen to Kaoru brag about how he was always right.

Kaoru made a high-pitched noise when Nana's strong thighs closed over his hand. He pulled back from her neck and looked at her, his frown growing wider with every second. "Fine," he said pulling his hand away and handing her the loofah. "It's your turn. You're clean enough." He was actually starting to feel mad, but pushing things wouldn't do anything. He wasn't really sure what was so bad about fooling around in the shower though. At least if he let her do what she wanted, they could get out of the shower and into bed faster.

Showtime, Nana thought and smiled wickedly to herself before turning to Kaoru with a muted version of that smile. She felt bad for messing with him, but secretly hoped she would get a good prize after she was done.

She would even be happy with a nice hair washing, if he was still feeling bitter. Squirting more of the body wash into the loofah and turning into a lather, Nana began her job of washing the expanse of his chest, through a small patch of hair he had there before following it down, down his stomach, straying to drag the sponge over one of his hip bones. Nana then followed suit with the other hip, slowly but firmly. Before moving to his legs, she stepped behind him, lathering up his back while pressing soft kisses behind his ear, the back of his neck, and then fluttering them over his shoulder blades before pressing her body flush against his. She lathered him up even more with her breasts, just the way he liked, making him shiver. He pushed his hand against the tile of the shower wall for support.

His legs were slowly turning to mush, especially as her breasts pressed firmly to his back and he could feel her perky nipples rub against him. "Nana this- ah, fuck this is... nuh-not fair...!"

She was amazed at how he was reacting. It didn't take much to get him going; his body was too honest. Nana should have known that, really, but she thought he would put up more of a fight.

Nevertheless, she kept up her ministrations, moving tantalizingly slow, up and down his back with her breasts before pulling away completely to use the loofah again on the back of his legs. Kaoru just managed to keep himself from whimpering when she moved. Nana pressed a cute kiss to his rear before nipping at it, a little out of character but she was feeling daring and playful. She dragged and swirled the loofah over his backside before dragging it again down the backs of his legs.

Standing at full height again, Nana reached around Kaoru, pressing herself up against him. She hooked the loofah back on the hook it normally hung and brought her soapy hands to Kaoru's erection, dancing her fingers around the tip and the shaft in a direction he was used to—towards himself, but lightly instead of a rough grasp. It was reminiscent of masturbating, sure, but with a different set of hands. She hadn't tried it this way, but she would be giving him lots of attention this afternoon.

Kaoru began mentally cursing as he felt Nana's fingers glide over his erection. He bit his lip to keep it all from tumbling out of his mouth, but he wasn't sure he was going to be able to. "Oh, fuck, Nana," he gasped losing his internal battle. "Your hands are—ah, shit! So... they feel so good."

Nana reached further, dragging her fingers to the base of his erection before gliding them upwards with a feather's touch. This was phase one. She kissed the side of his neck before sucking gently to start a hickey; she knew he secretly loved them because they showed he actually got some—and not even just some, but a lot. She worked her tongue in small circles as she kept up her light touches, light like a whisper. Nana was almost positive she would have him begging within minutes.

Kaoru leaned his head back into her kiss. He was practically aching for her to touch more of him, and he would take anything he could get right now. "Nana," he gasped. He reached down with his free hand to guide her against him. "Can I—can I show you—?" He placed his palm over the back of her hand. He wanted her to move faster and firmer. If he could just show her how he liked it...

"Ah, ah, ah," Nana scolded softly, plucking his hand off of hers with her free one. "I'm the one who's going to be deciding that. Besides, I know how you do it. I've seen you do it plenty of times, whether or not you think I'm looking…" she trailed off, giving his shoulder one last nip before moving around to his front.

Finally lowering herself down to her knees, she looked up at him with the most innocent face she could muster. "What do you want me to do?"

Kaoru groaned, half due to lust and the other half due to annoyance. "Are you trying to kill me, Nana?" When she didn't respond, he continued, "Sheesh, Nana, what do you think? Are you going to make me direct you? I would really appreciate it if you sucked my dick. Jeez." He sounded irritated but grinned down at her, appreciating how hot she looked under the steady stream of water.

"You would appreciate it, but that doesn't mean it's a want," she mused, smirking. "I would appreciate a lot of things, but that doesn't mean I want them so much that I would," she paused for a beat, then continued, "beg."

She hoped she appeared even the least bit wicked, because the look she was trying to convey with her eyes was one she knew she didn't attempt often. She licked her lips before inching closer and closer to his dick but not making any movement to open her mouth to invite him in. He could feel her breath on his erection.

He stared down at Nana for a minute, trying to put the pieces together. Was she asking him to beg her for a blow job? Yeah, that was new. She was looking up at him from under her eyelids; not in cute, coquettish way, but in a seductive temptress kind of way. This was unusual. This was weird.

This was kind of hot.

"Of course I want you to suck my dick… but that doesn't sound very nice, does it?" Kaoru was smiling. His tongue darted out momentarily, wetting his upper lip before he rubbed his lips together. "Please, Nana? Please? It's so fucking hot and wet and feels so good." He reached over and ran a hand through her drenched hair. "Please, Nana?"

Hmm, he was still teasing her. She smiled, however, leaning into his touch just a little. "Maybe you want me to, but I don't know… what's in it for me?"

Leaning forward, she dragged her tongue along his shaft once, then twice, before sucking on the head for a couple of seconds and pulling away. He whined loudly.

"I don't think you really want it enough," she stated, sucking on her bottom lip. Oh, she was singing inside; she should really win awards for her acting performance. Nana was actually playing off scenarios he had completed with her; she was really emulating him this time around.

Kaoru frowned. "Okay. How do I prove how much I want it? What do you want me to do?" He still wasn't mad, but he was getting a little desperate. Maybe he shouldn't have sounded so full of himself before, making jokes about tantric sex. What did he think she meant? He couldn't remember. Not enough blood going to his brain.

Kaoru was melting, she was sure of it. "Well, name something you can give me, or do for me, and I'll let you know if it's worth it."

Nana was going to try and surprise him by bringing the egg into the shower, but then it wouldn't be so much of a surprise that way. She couldn't necessarily spring that on him without it going somewhere unpleasant, so…

And she wouldn't necessarily blue ball him, but she would bring him to the edge and stop enough for his desperation to reach its breaking point. She knew she couldn't time him as well as she wanted to—she was surprised he didn't prematurely end up all over her face at this point.

"I can return the favor pretty easily. I mean, I don't know how easy or comfortable it would be in the bathtub, but I am completely fine with my face in your junk." His knuckles were growing white. He would will himself to calm down and think about baseball if Nana's amazing boobs weren't right in front of him, on display, with drops of water trailing down them. Shit. Shit shit shit.

"In my junk?" Nana asked, trying not to scoff. "You truly are a romantic, Kaoru."

She grasped his erection and this time, raised herself up a little higher so it was level with her breasts. She had seen the way his eyes kept darting to them. She had watched a video and… maybe she could pull this off, but she would need to hear some magic words before going through with it.

"Or anything else. You can pick the next breather. You can do things to me with the vibrator if you want. Please, Nana? C'mon," he whined. "Anything you want, okay? Anything."

"I wouldn't get anything out of using a vibrator on you, Kaoru. I'm not sadistic." His eyes were so hardly trained on her with a rebuttal on his lips, but he didn't say a word. "Saying anything is too vague…" she brought her breasts closer.

Nana couldn't help but admire the way his desperation was making her tingle.

Is this how he felt when he consistently had her on edge?

"Seriously, Nana," he gasped, clenching his teeth. "How about... how about..." His mind was racing. What did she want him to say? "Man, I don't know. The point is, you're super hot and I love you and I will do pretty much whatever you ask me to. Okay?" He was flushing red now, redder than the shower and her hands made him combined.

Reaching for the soap, she took a little and lathered up her breasts. This would be embarrassing come tomorrow, but she knew Kaoru would feel like he won the lottery afterwards. "I want to go to a date—a real, bona fide date. Where we leave the apartment to go out to eat, see a movie, and when we get back… you're in charge. I also want you to move in here with me, but that doesn't need to be now—it just came to mind as something I want and we can talk about that after." She was getting sidetracked, crap. Raising her breasts up, she nestled his dick between them and squeezed as she moved up and down.

Kaoru was a little dumbstruck. He tried to say something, anything, but the only noise he was able to make was a garbled moan and a slamming noise as he slapped his hand against the wall behind her for support. Words were not important right now.

"How am I doing? Is this your new favorite thing?" Nana asked, keeping a solid pace.

Kaoru nodded vigorously at her question, not trusting his mouth to work at that moment. He new this couldn't be comfortable for her, but he was going to take her on the best fucking date she had ever been on in exchange.

He groaned loudly and flailed a bit with his free hand, trying to signal he was about to his erratic movements in time, she pulled away fast enough for his come to decorate her breasts and not her face or her hair. Nana felt pleased with herself, her act complete. Standing, she leaned into the warm mist of the shower and washed the fresh come off of her chest.

"When you recover, wash my hair?" she asked. She turned up the heat of the shower, noticing it beginning to turn a little cooler.

Breathing heavily, he sagged against the wall and watched Nana wash his come from her breasts, vaguely wishing he could have gotten a picture of his masterpiece. "Mm-hm." he said, his eyes slipping closed. "Just give me a second."

"If you turn the hot water up, I'll definitely fall asleep." He grabbed the shampoo bottle and wrapped his arms around her waist, leaning heavily against her, pressing the bottle into her hip. "Mm, you're nice and warm too, Nana."

"I love you." She felt that Kaoru was too close, pressed up against her, to actually wash her hair properly. The tender moment was sweet. "Sorry for springing big life decisions on you with your dick in between my breasts."

Smiling into her shoulder with a soft chuckle, Kaoru mumbled back, "I love you, too. Let's get dry and sleep on the idea. Then fuck on it."

"Okay, Kaoru," she smiled, turning in his arms to give him a brief kiss.