So here I am again, telling you how things are going and nagging and fangirling and telling you 'bout my day, just as always. Well, nothing much have happened, except that I've been really fast at updating lately, which is lovely! And I've gotten more lovely people reading and thankies to them and gwuaaaah~.

Still, I'm looking for someone that could draw Mayu and, well, anyone (I've tried once again, why can't I just manage to make a stupid hand or a stupid feet or just a normal face for!?).

SAKAMAKI SHUU X KAZUKA MAYU (I don't know why I'm always writing this, maybe it's because it's becoming a habit and because you won't forget her name if I do this? Idk) = SHUYU!
RATED: T-M!

"D-Don't you touch me! I have many hidden powers that you have no ideas about!" I threatened in a yell, banking my fists against the soft bed and almost fearing for a second that they would get stuck down in all the soft, smooth blankets and layers of the bed. I felt myself sink even further down into it as heavy weight was pressed down onto me, and just like my fists, I feared of getting stuck as my claustrophobia crawled closer and closer by the second.
"...Oh really, and what are those..?" He mocked, still with a tone that made him sound like he couldn't care less about them, but chuckled as he just proved his point, listening to my shrieks and gasps as a wet, soft feeling slid up my neck and all the way to the beginning of my earlobe. I could clearly know what was going to happen, but what scared me the most was that I had no possible idea of how.

He was going to end what he started this morning as he had not finished, that was a fact to fear.

"...And what are you wearing?" He whispered, taking a grip of both of my wrists and placing them firmly over my head in one grip without no problem at all, while I was struggling as if it was Voldemort I was trapped with instead of Shuu. He even possessed this amused twang in his voice now, that he always wore so bad to my terror, yet, that fit him so well.
I was completely trapped and squashed between the big, yellow bed and Shuu, and I swear to god that he didn't go easy on me. He didn't even try the slightest to think about my safest or well-being. And I had my back against him, which made it harder to struggle. He pressed his entire weight on me, if not even pressing more on purpose just to torment me.
"Y-YOU MADE ME WEAR IT!" I screamed, trying to smash my head backwards and into his, but in the end, I just nearly broke my neck and died. Flashbacks of earlier, of searching for my clothes in the bathroom, of not finding even my undergarments, and of having to get into that stupid outfit and skip around in the stupid mansion in it, went around in my head – nearly too much for me to handle all at once. Not to speak about what was happening right now. I was confused, was I going to get raped or sucked. Both sounded terrible and painful, but if I had to choose, I would probably pick the blood-sucking.

"Did I really?" He asked the question out loud, but didn't care about the answer. He still had that teasing, amused tone shooting through his words, so I knew that he was mocking me again, teasing and embarrassing all the time. I suddenly just felt something press against me down there, and quickly gasped as I strongly felt it once more. I hadn't even realized that he'd slid his hand under my skirt, and the strange, warm feeling barely felt any less though having those stupid thigh highs on. Still, god bless them. I gasped again and felt both my eyes widen and my face heat up so much that I was glad that Shuu had limited eye sight of me.

"Heh, did I hit the spot maybe?" He called out, licking the back of my ear and sending chills down every limb and part of my body as he did so. "That red face, such a perverted woman you are, really..." He almost sighed out the words, but at the same time, he pressed at that very sensitive place and moved his fingers around it. I couldn't help the sounds escaping me, the whole action making my breath heavy and warm. I wanted to shout, or at least speak the words, 'stop it' or 'get off of me', but every time I tried to open my mouth for sentences, he just pressed or moved or even just squeezed, causing me to gasp, moan, bite my lip or just grit my teeth instead. Those sounds and actions were the only thing he let me open my mouth for, and those only. If I tried to bite him, he squeezed. If I tried to be reasonable, he moved and rolled his fingers.
"Hmm? Aren't you just so sensitive? But greedy to, waiting for more like that."
The worse thing was that I didn't even know what he was doing. Every time when we had the sex education at school (which only had happened a few times since even the teachers didn't like talking much about it, not more than they had to), I would just sit there and laugh with my friends, and they would some times even yell; "That ass!" and everyone started laughing even more, receiving scolding from the teacher.
I wasn't focused at all and had no idea on anything about it, how to do it, or even about the parts in the body. I had always hated that subject and wasn't interested much in it, and gosh did I regret that now when I lied there confused and frustrated over that funny, weird feeling.

"That should be enough..." He quietly murmured, and I felt a sudden emptiness (but emptiness has never felt better, ever) when his hand found it's way away from me. The worry of what he would do next still remained. That should be enough? What did he mean? Was he going to rape me now!? Was that what he'd prepared for!?
I tried to turn around, but I couldn't. "What do-" I took a pause to breath. "-mean?"
I wanted to add an insult, like shitface or fucker, but I still wanted to catch my breath and wasting it on something that I wouldn't need words for him to understand anyway, was useless.

"...What do you think I'm doing? Really, you." Shuu let out a snort, and leaned in against my ear. I expected him to whisper something perverted or weird just to see my reaction, but as I felt that slightly familiar pain, I could tell that he wasn't.
I didn't know if I hated his bite, or his touch the most. The bite hurt, but the touch had left me with an uneasy feeling to it, a frustrated, pressing emotion filling me up like when pouring water into an empty can. It doesn't take long time before the water overflows and spills down the sides of it.
Perfect, now I was comparing myself to a can, what is wrong with me?

I don't know if I flinched, gasped, groaned, or flicked when he pulled out his teeth, giving me that painful, sensitive shoot from head to toe. Maybe it was a mix of them all, and I made sure to press my jaws together, gritting my teeth to ease the pain. Or at least make up a false feeling of security and relief.
"Just as I thought. The taste of fear and arousal fits you well. Not to mention those lewd sounds you're making, are you intending to make me excited?" He asked, the teasing question followed by a sly chuckle that seemed to echo in his big room, or maybe it was just echoing in my dizzy head. I couldn't believe my ears, he'd been teasing and doing all those unacceptable things just to get my blood hot and aroused!? I WAS NOT AROUSED WHAT WAS HE TALKING ABOUT MAN I HATE HIM!

"No! That's not true!" I yelled, trying once more to break free to hit him in his stupid, handsome, irritating, filthy, sly, mocking, disgusting, sleepy, mean, calm face! My hard work only getting overpowered easily by catching my flying fist and place it back in his own, pressing them hard into the bed without letting the rest of my body follow them, causing enormous pain fill my aching body. He did this to punish me of course.

"Good." He answered with a little laugh in the words, his free index finger tracing up my back to give me goosebumps and worry that he might just stab me any moment to get it all over with. I felt him lick and kiss the two injuries he'd caused on my shoulder, and I shuddered to his amuse.

I heard the cracking sound of a low snicker. "Because it's going to take a lot more than that."
I heard him open his mouth, letting out a warm breath on my skin. I tried my best to mentally prepare myself for the upcoming pain, but had only time to think one thought before getting wrapped around by the pain, as if I was wrapped around in a paper with spikes. That thought was following; "Would it hurt as much every time?"

"Shuu, you idiot, ugh! S-Stop it, it hur-MPPPFFF!" I was interrupted, or more like having my head pushed down to the bed, unable to finish my sentence.
Oh, I'm sorry! DID I INTERRUPT YOUR MEAL PERHAPS!?
"Can you at least turn me around!?"
I was almost interrupted by myself, as I nearly gave out a pain filled moan before finishing. I shot the lewd sound back down my throat my biting my lips, keeping the moan prisoner in my body. He'd bit me harder right in the middle of talking on purpose, and now I was crying because of him.

He groaned in annoyance as he slid his fangs out from me, taking in a deep breath before talking.
"How annoying..."

I was just about to scream at him that the only annoying one here was him, and him alone, but it all was replaced by the relieved sigh, or maybe it was more like a gasp, as I felt my body life up into the air again, every pressure gone.
Shuu had gotten up from me! I was free!
"I'm sleepy again..." He muttered to himself, rubbing the back of his head as he slowly dragged his feet towards the door. I even wanted to describe his walking like crawling, but he was still not on all fours so I couldn't to that.

"You're not going to rape me?" I asked confused as I darted up to sit towards him in the bed, wanting to get some answers on how he could just do that and then just dart off and make sure that he wasn't just fooling with me. Though, then again, if he was fooling me, he probably wouldn't tell me.

He turned around, a sly smirk lying wide across his pale face, blue eyes cutting through mine and leaving no place for healing. I tried to look away, not really wanting to face him right after something like that, but couldn't. And I don't know if that was for the better, running away from his sight would only be to his liking, it would only satisfy him if I became a scared cat.
But through all those sinful things he just did to me, I hadn't been able to look him in the eye. Now afterwards, I was glad about that. That he hadn't been able to fully see my expressions and that I didn't have to face him as he caused me pain and weird emotions.

Looking at him after it was enough to make my legs into weak, slippery spaghetti, ready to bend any way and make the rest of the body fall off of the bed and onto the floor just to avoid looking him in the eyes. But that would show as much weakness, if not more, than turning away.

"You'd want that, wouldn't you?" He tilted his head, eyelids sinking further down his eyes along with the smirk growing bigger. I didn't answer that, whatever I said would just cause him to take slowly, testing steps towards me in amusement. Standing still and emotionless would at least give me a small chance to survive, because I saw how ready he was to begin walking my way, and I swear that none of us would be able to break eye contact along the process. Of different reasons of course. I deeply regretted asking him that, I was just very shocked. "That red face really says it all." He snickered, and I quickly felt like either covering my face, or punch him. I didn't though. It was surprising enough that I hadn't felt my face heat up, or at least hadn't noticed it. I tried to calm down, but his words echoed in my mind, repeating every time the first sentence ended.
"You'd want that, wouldn't you?" I heard, over and over again. And pictured heavy breaths, wrinkled sheets, and sweaty bodies both moving together in the same rhythm as pleased moans and low groans escaped them.
I wanted so deeply to tell him how much I hated him.

"But I won't." I announced, and turned around to walk the few steps up the staircase to the door before I shouted the shocked sentence; "You won't!?"
It was too good to be true, it was ridiculous how lucky I was.
And at this point, Shuu had reached the opened door, holding it by the side. He turned around one last time, eyes challenging and confident as his smirk-curled lips parted.

"Not until you beg for it, you lewd woman."

Ahaha, it was short, yes, but it was M rated and it would be hard continuing after that since there'd probably be no Shuu if I did. Not to mention that this end was pretty DRAMATIC OOOOOH!
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