Chapter Eighteen. The Hedonistic Approach (continued...)

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[!WARNING!] lemon

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~quick recap~

"Tora," Her voice was panicked. "What are you doing?"

She could feel everything in that moment - every movement he made against her - his hips swiveling slightly against her backside, his chest expanding and retracting against her back as he breathed her in as well - and she quivered as the familiar warmth of his breath ghosted against the skin just behind the crest of her ear.

"I'm going to have my way with you now," He answered her in a low, rumbling husk. "Before anyone else can attempt to beat me to it again."

...

Without further ado, he turned her around, quicker than she had expected. His lips were so close to crashing against hers, so close... and then- they didn't.

They withheld by barely less than an inch.

"I may not have the pleasure of being your first," His voice was low and sultry. "But I will be the first, and probably the last, to ever pleasure you as good as I'm about to."

Akari started to become aroused at his words, though she had enough sense to feel ashamed of it. She didn't know she liked being spoken to like that... She also hadn't known, but could have suspected, that Tora was good at talking dirty. It was a surprise, and she was unsure if it was pleasant or not.

No, this is bad! This is the most unpleasant, horrible thing and probably the worst possible scenario to be stuck in! Her mind quickly reminded her.

"Tora," Her voice had slipped into a croak, and she cringed at the pleading sound it held.

He was dragging this out, and the both of them knew it well. He was getting her to ask for it. He was tempting her, with the careful promise of his lips just waiting there for her, but he would not make the first move. His lips were seriously just RIGHT THERE. Right, exactly, about a millimeter's sliver away from hers. It was a trick to make her want him. It was a trick to make her kiss him. A trick set up by the devil.

Oh hell, She thought as she looked up to see those bright, golden eyes staring straight at her, boring into her with the heat of a thousand suns.

I'm going to hell.

"Kiss me." She finally found the courage to say it, and grabbed the back of his head to make sure that he followed through with her spoken command.

Tora met her halfway in a kiss she wouldn't be forgetting any time soon; he was more than eager to touch her, as if he couldn't get enough of her. Usually, it would have been impossible to believe, but there he was kissing her and damn was he doing it right. Akari supposed that, when he slipped in his tongue and twirled it more than perfectly, eliciting a short moan from her, that he was trying to prove his own point to her: if he was ever going to be told to do something by her, and he ended up actually doing it, he was going to do it down to every last inch of perfection.

She was the one who had to pull back, because he was refusing to, and in order to do it she had to grab hold of the hair her hands had entwined their fingers in, and yank back his head. He sucked in a breath and winced slightly, and then he stared at her with this dangerously intense look as she shuddered, trembling for air.

"I asked you to kiss me, not devour me." She said in one fast breath, before sucking in air and trying her best to gulp in the oxygen she needed.

"Trust me, you'll know it when I've devoured you."

He reached up, pulling at her hands on the back of his head until they came down to his shoulders, and stayed there. But they didn't stay there long, because soon his hands were over both of hers again and he was leading them, down to the center of his chest.

"Take my jacket off."

Demands, demands. It was like a game. His hands, settled over hers and leading her forward in her new task, tugged at the zipper and guided it down. But then, when her hands pulled it off at the bottom edge, her knuckles just barely slid over somewhere below his abdomen.

And he actually gasped at the contact.

She peered up at him as he stood back, with this weirdly calm look on his face, as if he was striving not to rush himself, striving to look unaffected, to act in control, and slid the jacket off his shoulders. He then went on to throw the jacket where ever next to him, and it successfully landed just at the edge of a sofa chair. When his face turned back to hers, he smirked suddenly, giving her a purely sadistic and criminal look.

That's when he rushed in on her, grabbing the back of her neck while his whole body pushed her up against the door and between it and him. It almost hurt, how hard he kissed her, and she thought he probably knew it and as soon as she thought that, she knew she was right about it because he smirked against her lips when she cringed, and then persisted to kiss her even harder. Though it might've hurt slightly, it was also somehow... undeniably erotic. And the moment he slipped his leg between two of hers, she couldn't help but to gasp into his open mouth.

Though she most definitely was not one to believe that women are the weaker gender, that women were meant to be submissive and men were made to be dominant- though she absolutely did not like to be pushed around or ordered by men, or to be looked down upon or made to do things just because she's a woman and she's not as strong genetically, to submit and back off like a proper lady- though she terrifically loathed that way of thinking-

She was actually really enjoying being dominated so greedily by this man, in particular.

"Tora- T-" She tried to speak between breaths, but every time she opened her mouth he would take it over with his own. It was like he was invading her.

He pushed her even harder against the closed door, one of his hands still clamped on at the back of her neck, pulling her head this way and that way for him to kiss her at any angle he liked, and one of his hands inching up her thigh, close to her hip. He kissed her harshly, even biting a little bit, and then started to slow down briefly, very briefly, to allow himself to focus on both of his hands sliding around her back and down her sides until they both gripped her tightly at her hips, his thumbs digging into the cloth of her dress as he held her tight and lifted her, all the while his mouth still connected to hers.

He gripped her hip in one hand's grasp, balancing her up against the door as his other hand forced her to wrap her legs around him, which she had been forgetting to do due to his mouth running over hers wetly and his teeth tugging at her lower lip. Once her legs were successfully pulled around his waist, one of his hands went around and cupped her backside, causing her to shriek into his mouth, becoming distracted so that he could slide his other hand under her uniform and all the way up her smooth thigh.

He broke off their kiss, making sure to glare at her with a hidden promise in his smirk. She seemed to get the message, as her eyes widened slightly as she panted, and she tried to push him off of her.

However, he had already slipped his hand over the lace of her underwear, and his fingers were now trailing across her sensitive skin, over the cloth. He smiled with a self-proud gleam in his eye when she shivered in his arms.

"Stop that." She demanded, though it sounded more like a helpless plea, which made him chuckle lowly against her skin, his tongue poking out to lick over the angle of her chin. Meanwhile, his fingers continued to stroke her over her underwear, making her more and more wet for him, which just served to make him growl and press her closer between himself and the door.

She barely had enough space to breathe at this point.

"Seriously-" Akari gasped. "Tora-"

"Don't tell me this hasn't ever been done to you before." He continued with the work of his fingers beneath her uniform dress, but pulled his head back to examine her with a quirked brow.

"I thought sex was just supposed to just- to just- happen." She panted and bit her lip when he switched his approach and ran one single finger slowly down the thoroughly dampened cloth.

"Remind me how many times you've had sex again?" He asked, the hand of his that was gripping her ass tightening even more as she shook slightly, surprised at the edge of his nail bumping against her clit.

"Really, we're going to talk about this again?" She shook her head, making it obvious that her sexual frustration was building and building all the more. He grinned in secret, leaning forward to whisper against her lips.

"Yes, I want to know." His lips found her ear, and he grabbed at it with his teeth, nipping at the lobe before wetly kissing the area below it. His whispers were like silk. "And I always find out what I want to know..."

"Fuck." She swore loudly, and then mewled in satisfaction, his fingers apparently were doing their dirty work well beneath the folds of her skirt- and yet, it was incredibly frustrating as well, to be teased so much without an end in sight.

"Tell me how many times." He breathed against her neck, his tongue flicked against her jawline. "Or I really will devour you."

She seemed to laugh, or tried to- her lack of air caused her to make a sort of scoffing sound and smile defiantly instead.

"P-Promise?"

His fingers suddenly stopped, and he pulled both his hands back up to her hips. Her legs were still wrapped around him and so she could feel now, with his hand out of the way, the erection pushing towards her center that showed that she wasn't the only one aroused. She gasped when he bit down onto her neck, harsh enough to leave a mark behind.

His tongue flicked forth, pressing and sucking until she knew- she didn't have to see- that there was a large, painfully red splotch there on her skin. She scowled and tried pushing him away, unwrapping her legs from around him. Since he could no longer hold her if her legs dropped down, he let her go. But soon after he did that, he was quick to push her into the door again before she could get away, and he did it- roughly- and bit down- harder this time- onto the sensitive skin of her neck.

"Ahh!" She exclaimed, throwing her head back despite herself. Then she gained a little control (barely) as he continued in making his second hickey on her, and turned her head back straight, looking down at his shag of blonde hair and scowling. "Dammit Tora, just what are you trying to do?"

"We both know you've had your fair share of love bites before, Akari." He said, pulling back and then straightening up to his full height in front of her.

Before she could answer him, or even respond in any way at all, he had grabbed her arm, pulled her around in a circle, and backed her up against the edge of the couch. His fingers grazed lightly over her shoulder, then went to her chest... and as she started to shake her head 'no', he did what she had expected and gave her a rough push backwards.

She landed in a heap on the cushions, her dress collecting up around her thighs and her arms tangling into her hair as she looked up, somewhat dazed from the push and also fairly angry now... only she looked up to see Tora stripping his clothes from his long, tan limbs.

"What are you doing?!" She tried sitting up, but he was quick to place on arm to her chest and push her back down, climbing on top of her and still unbuttoning his shirt with his other hand.

"If you've had sex before, you should remember that it tends to be easier with your clothes off." He answered smoothly, finishing his work on his shirt and pulling it off quickly, glancing at her and smirking when he saw her eyes widen at the sight of his bare chest, once again. It would seem she could never get used to it.

"It's just- well normally, at this point we get interrupted."

"Akari." He reached forward, now sitting on top of her on the couch, and started to unbutton the collar of her dress. "I am making sure we are not interrupted this time. And if we are, then don't expect me to hold back the next time I see you." He smirked, catching her eye. "I might just take you in the middle of class."

She opened her mouth to say something, probably call him a pervert or threaten him about if he tried to do that, but there was only so much patience Tora could have. He was not accustomed to waiting so long to obtain a woman, and now that it was just within his grasp, once again, and his erection was still growing painfully in his pants, once again, he was completely done with waiting.

"Looks like you're going to need a new uniform." He stated simply, and she looked down at the front of her dress in confusion.

"I don't see anything wrong with this one-"

Tora, being as physically endowed as he is, didn't have to exert too much of his strength as he carelessly tore down the entire front seam of her uniform. He stripped away the fabric down to the tops of her legs, until it all opened up like a big Christmas gift just for him, the torn halves collected, folded and ruined, on either of her sides.

She stared up at him with a look of absolute shock-induced awe, and something like slight fear in her eyes. Just how rough was this going to get?!

"You should have been expecting it." He shrugged, staring down at her with lust sheeting the golden flare of his eyes.

"I don't think I want to go through with this anymore." She whispered, trying to edge away from him. "You're clearly a little crazy."

He pulled her thighs to meet his as he bent and finally laid himself on top of her, pressing his bare chest to her now-exposed undergarment. His mouth found hers again, and he reached out his tongue, slowly licking along her sore, kiss-bitten lips that he'd treated before with close to no care. When she reached out to him with an arm, folding it over his shoulders to pull him closer and force another kiss, he pulled back slightly, chuckling.

"You don't want to go through with this, huh? Are you sure about that?"

"I- you just- I can't help it if you're-"

"Lying to me so effortlessly..." Tora shook his head. "I should punish you for that, now that I think about it."

Her eyes tried to give his a stern warning, but if he saw it he obviously didn't care as he bent down low, lower, lowest, until his lips were hovering over her underwear.

"Actually, I want my answers first. Well, I suppose I could do both at the same time."

She frowned at him. She was probably just as stubborn as this tiger! She would tame him, not the other way around!

Tora looked at her from where his head hovered over her legs (which he had forced open and spread out on either side of him) and saw the distinctive, rebellious glint in her eyes. She was going to attempt to make him beg for the information, maybe even for the sex. He knew- he knew that gleam in her eyes all too well by now. But she probably thought that was actually possible, while it was a fact that it was absolutely impossible. (Especially when he was the one who had his mouth hanging over her sex, and not the other way around. The way he saw it, he most definitely had the upper hand.)

He'd done a lot of things that he didn't usually do in the time that he'd known her. He'd stopped pursuing another woman for her, he'd cried, he'd literally 'slept' with her, he'd said her name during intercourse with another woman...

But. Tora Igarashi did not beg.

Not for anything, and that included sex... no matter how bad he wanted to rip her underwear off like he had with the dress and take her right then and there on this couch in this moment, NOW. He wanted to go fast and furious on her until she was screaming for him to let up.

Huh. Perhaps he was a little crazy...

He collected his thoughts and calmly breathed out. He was cool, he was in control. He was in charge here. Sweet heavens, why hadn't he just fucked her already?!

Looking down, he caught that rebellious spark in her eyes, but then the want to submit to him hiding just beneath the surface.

Oh, that's right. Because things were much more fun if he dragged this out for her.

"Akari, if you don't tell me how many times you've actually had sex, I'll tease it out of you." There was a warning glint in his eyes, but he looked all too eager.

Her face was still so defiant. It turned him on- pretty much no woman looked at him like that. It was nice to have her looking at him differently from the others... it was- refreshing all over again, like with Ayuzawa, but this time, things were going his way.

"It doesn't even matter. When I say no, I mean it, so stop asking already." She sounded completely serious. It amused him.

He laughed again, that certain powerful, yearning laughter of his that was both harsh but musical, and he shrugged his shoulders.

"I don't normally prolong the foreplay too much, but I find that the satisfaction of you submitting to me will be worth it." His grin was sinister.

"Hey, wait, by teasing... what are you, going to do?" She sounded nervous now.

Good. Actually, she should really be much much more than just nervous. She should in fact be even afraid. If only a little.

He smirked. Maybe more than a little... he was thinking about her like an animal would think about toying with it's prey. And when he ever thought of women like that, he just couldn't withhold himself. Not that she'd want him to- there was still the hint of want in her eyes.

"What else would I mean? You're nearly naked already and so- I have to tease you now, it's my duty as your sex partner."

"Oh. Yeah?"

He waved a hand irritably.

"You're prolonging the talking, not the foreplay. Now shut up so I can pleasure you. Actually, just quit with the talking... but any other sounds," He almost laughed again, his eyebrows slipping downwards at an evil angle. "please, feel free to make."

She twisted and turned until she had, somehow miraculously, pulled around underneath him, so that her back was now facing him.

"BAKA. I said NO." She said into the cushion.

He sighed, got off the couch, and sneaked an arm underneath her stomach, lifting her effortlessly by the gut and holding her close to his side like a package.

"H-hey! What the hell? How are you doing this?! S-t-op!"

"You're not exactly a heavy person." He replied in a flat tone, and then she was turned around and pushed back against the side of the other adjoining couch, her knees hitting the floor as she knelt before him and he towered over her menacingly, with a calm sort of look on his face that was like the quiet before a lightning strike.

Without her being able to say anything else, he lunged forward and peeled her bra off, the straps sliding down her arms and the clasp practically coming apart automatically in his hands. Even her clothes knew they wanted him. With that annoying boundary out of the way, he started handling her breasts. She cried out suddenly when his mouth opened and claimed over the top of one of her nipples, and he felt himself getting more excited at the sounds. This was yet another new thing for him- he'd never really handled such small breasts before.

"I'd hardly call these impressive." He said, smoothing his thumb over a hardened nipple and gently massaging each rounded mound, which elicited a moan and a sharp glare from her. "They certainly don't match up to your big attitude." He mused, mocking her as he pulled back his mouth, and then laughed harshly for extra emphasis.

"Shut up I'm average." She was blushing to the roots of her hair.

"Yes, but average, to me, is very small." He remarked as his hand slipped down her stomach, his warm fingers tickling over her skin at a tauntingly slow pace.

"What are you-" She cut herself off to muffle the growl in her throat that rose up when he unexpectedly placed his fingers right over the wet spot on her panties.

"Akari." He mumbled briefly into her neck, licking over the marks he'd already made there as he let his thumb gently rub over the fabric below.

"Tsk. Eugh..." Akari craned her neck back against the edge of the couch behind her, panting as his tongue traced circular patterns down her highly sensitive throat and his hand rubbed her once again over her underwear. Another hand was tweaking her nipples, switching between each breast.

"You want me now, don't you?" He whispered, his voice deep and husky.

"Mmmidiottt..." She panted, squirming as his elbow pushed her legs down into the carpet when she tried to move. "I wanted you before this too..."

He had to say he certainly didn't expect her to just flat out admit it like that.

His hands stopped their motions and she could suddenly breathe again. Though unknown to her, he was only taking a break so that he could adjust himself more comfortably over her.

"Ah!" She exclaimed as he bit and sucked underneath her chin, and his hand dove underneath her panty and explored against her heated, hidden skin.

"You can have even more than this if you tell me how many times..." He murmured seductively.

"T-tease me all you want." She lowered her head so that she could push him away with her chin and meet his eyes. She smirked, trying to look stubborn. "But I won't be telling you anytime soon."

He was the one to smirk this time, and then he wet his lips and lowered his gaze on her. He watched her gulp and felt another cruel laugh bubble in his throat.

"Lovely." He stated in a low growl, and that's when he took one finger, and stuck it inside of her awaiting opening.

"TORA!" She yelled, trying to move away, but he easily placed a hand against her shoulder, pulling her down to the carpet with him.

"Now that you've told me to have at it, I'll gladly tease you until you break." An evil glint was in his eyes as their gaze leveled out, and just as it donned on her how serious he was about all this, he stuck a second finger in, not even bothering to be gentle.

"Stop!" She cried out without thinking. It's not that it hurt all that much, but he was sending waves of pleasure throughout her body as he started to use his fingers and stroke her, and she was afraid she might lose her resistance.

"You just told me to tease all I want." He said, his lips hovering over her chest at a dangerous proximity.

"Well I'm contradicting myself DAMMIT!" She said, cursing as he reached deeper in and stroked her in an area that made her entire body shudder.

"Obviously." He breathed, right before he closed his mouth around a nipple again.

Akari inhaled deeply, whimpering for more air in her lungs as he began to pleasure her with both his mouth and his hand. A second hand joined in, leaving its perch on her shoulder and moving to rub against the breast that wasn't occupied by his mouth.

"Hff... I-Igarashi..."

"Mmm..." His lips vibrated against her breast, and he let his warm tongue lick across her hardened rosy peak, softening it up a bit. Meanwhile, his fingers were moving at a slow, teasing pace that made her almost reach the brink, but then not quite get there.

It was so damn frustrating.

"Just-" She moved a bit, trying to break free now that both his hands were busy. But he adjusted his legs to pin her down, and his head was pressed right into her chest still, keeping her there as well.

"Just a little further, right~?" He said in a smooth-talking voice as his lips moved up to her neck and kissed there greedily, forming yet another hickey as he tugged absolutely ruthlessly at the pale skin.

He was right. And crap, his mouth was talented, as were his fingers. Akari was feeling the churning in her stomach grow more powerful, the heat in between her legs unbearable as he began to quicken the movements of those terribly gifted fingers. Damn, he was skilled, and he knew it, the arrogant bastard was smirking against her skin...

"I could have made you cum in less than a minute, but teasing you is just so sexy..." He said, and kissed her mouth, sticking his tongue inside and french kissing her in a way that took her breath away.

"Sadist." She hissed out, panting in desperation. Between his tongue, his fingers, and the hand that was caressing her chest, massaging her breasts, Akari felt herself just reaching the height of a powerful orgasm, and started to tense up underneath him.

Tora, realizing how close she was, quickly put everything on hold. He broke their kiss, leaving her lips bare of his and raw, stopped the ministrations of his fingers and carefully pulled them out, and paused his thumb and forefinger that were pulling at one of her hardened pink buds on her chest. He smiled wryly when he heard the girl groan in utter frustration beneath him. He'd pulled away just in time.

"Tell me now." He said, leaning back and giving her an evil, eeevviiill smirk.

All she could do is pant in front of him like that, her chest heaving, her hips hitching, her legs rubbing together to create some sort of needed friction. It was complete torture watching his prize like that- and apparently his body knew that too, because his dick, he noticed, had now fully erected itself, while still trapped inside his pants. She didn't seem to notice though, as she was too busy falling back down from her almost-orgasm high.

"You... you're a... that was...nngh..." Akari moaned, pressing her head hard back into the carpet.

Tora licked his lips in want. He wanted her bad. But he had to get his way still. He wanted to know what number he was for her- if he wasn't her first... what was he? It was bothering him for some reason.

And thus started his second round of teasing, this time much less gently than the first. (And the first wasn't even that gentle in the first place)

"You still aren't talking, Akari... Should I take to devouring you, then?" He whispered huskily, and ducked his head down to slurp at her entrance, his hands rubbing all up her sides, along her curves, and then both hands stopped to pinch her hardened pink nipples- none too gently.

"Naaah!" She gulped after screaming, his lips kissing her down there... and his skillful hands on her chest... it was driving her insane.

Torturous and slow Tora licked the sweet syrup spilling from the cavern below, and his ears perked, cock twitching from where it was trapped in his pants, when he heard her moan in total ecstasy. He had never dragged out foreplay this much before, never spent so much time in the parts that didn't include pleasuring himself. But this was... it just made her so much desirable in his eyes. He wanted her more and it felt so much better when he knew he was making those sounds come out of her- he was doing that. He was driving her wild. Ah, it felt so... empowering. Though the only down side was, his penis fucking hurt and he could swear it was so built up, swelled, and rock-hard, that he was going to start ejaculating blood possibly in the next three minutes.

"Damn, Akari." He said, pulling back momentarily so that he could replace his hands with his mouth, and his mouth with his hands. Now he slowly rubbed a thumb over her clit, and his tongue encircled each of her rosy buds on her chest in turn, his free hand rubbing against her mounds and his hair tickling her skin.

"Gaaawwwdd..." Akari moaned, stabbing tingling sensations nearly sending her over the edge once again. He was going so slow.

"Tell me how many times..." Tora said, and then he bit down on her nipple harshly at the same time he curved his finger deliciously inside of her, and she hissed in both protest and approval.

"Wuh... ONCE!" Akari suddenly yelled, unable to take it anymore. She needed so much more than what he was doing now.

"Hum?" He continued with his work, too distracted to take heed to her words. Or at least, he was trying to act too distracted to care. (like he said, he was torturing himself as well because his poor dick was about to break due to pressurized blood build up- no, not break. That'd probably just make it explode.) He trailed sweet, hot kisses from her chest and up to her neck, his fingers rubbing circles just below her naval. It would all be worth it soon...

"Once... Igarashi... god... okay, I've only had sex once before!"

His head shot up like an eager puppy's. Except his golden eyes were more feline and fierce, like a wild tiger's. There was quite the amount of lust in his smirk. And the highest amount of need she'd ever seen in his eyes before.

"Really?" He said in an interested tone. "No, you're not being serious." He started to duck down again, but she grabbed a handful of his hair and yanked his head up harshly. He looked at her, his grin spreading.

"Listen. Do I LOOK like I'd be lying to you right now?"

Tora gave her a good once-over. Her face was flushed to the extreme, her hair was settled here and there, all along the carpet, over on her shoulder, a mess. Her eyes were bright and even on his gaze, her body rising and falling heavily, slick with sweat and the trails from his hot, wet tongue and her own syrupy fluids.

He grinned greedily. She was all his. He saw that begging, pleading look in her eye- she'd submitted to him. Given up. He felt very prideful about his win, and decided his aching dick was very worth getting to see this look on her face.

"No, you most certainly don't. My apologies."

They stayed like that for a moment, after his apology everything just froze, and he let it all don on her, expecting her to take it back, to blow up again in anger at him, but she simply panted, her short breaths the only thing to hear.

Suddenly, unexpectedly, she grabbed his shoulder and pulled him down onto her hard, her lips finding and meeting his, biting his lower lip, sucking, and basically attacking him with her kiss. He made a shocked, muffled noise, and then closed his eyes and returned the kiss, heating it up and inserting his tongue into her mouth, and welcoming hers.

They kissed for a while on the floor like that, and when they broke apart, he would only get two short breaths in before she would pull him back and kiss him with even more vigor.

Akari was only half-aware of her actions. She wasn't sure why, but with him, there was a helpless pull dragging her to him like some sort of spell. And when he groaned into her mouth, it was damn sexy.

Though Tora was happy to comply to her want of his lips, there was a point where his cock strained so uncomfortably in his pants during their kissing session, that he just had to get them off.

"W-wait." He panted, breaking their kiss and pushing off of her. He unzipped his pants but only got that far before he looked over at her, felt that overwhelming need again, and pulled her up with him, standing with her in front of him for a moment. Then he hooked her thigh up around his hip and pushed her back onto the couch, kissing her forcefully as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

Together they panted, and then locked lips again. The need was thick between them, the hormones heavy in the air as they attacked each other.

The sexual tension that had built up through out every moment they had together had finally swelled and broken, flooding over their bodies and into the atmosphere in, seemingly, its own personal release.

Akari gasped when she realized he had somehow shrugged his pants off. She could feel him, hard and long, rock hard and thick, against her thigh, and it only drove her thoughts to buzzing annoyances inside of her brain. He climbed and rolled them to a more comfortable position on the couch, making sure he stayed on top of her as they continued to kiss and nip at each other.

When both of their heads were dizzy from the lack of oxygen, she pushed him off- hard- and he landed backwards at the other end of the sweat-slicked furniture.

Pouncing on him for her revenge, as she felt suddenly ashamed for him winning after teasing her for so long, she tore off his boxers and her hands touched his erection while her eyes glinted malevolently.

For the first time in Tora's life, with this young woman leaning over him threateningly, her chest heaving and her breasts dangling over his waist attractively, her hands at his most precious area, holding something so important in her hands, the thing that was his and any man's one true weakness... he was a little intimidated. For the first time, he was intimidated. By her. A young girl with HOLEE FUCK-

FUCKING SKILLED HANDS!

"Jeeeezzz, Ah!" He yapped at her in pleasure as her hands slid up and down, her palm rubbing his sensitive skin on his hard cock, causing quick, sudden waves of pleasure to shoot all throughout his body. He normally didn't let women use their hands- just their mouths. It was just a fetish he had, shooting his fluids into their mouths, making them swallow him up... he really was a pervert. He grinned slightly, completely unashamed.

She stopped as soon as he groaned her name the second time in his need. And just as her fingers were brushing over the tip, leaving his needy member, he reached down quick and encircled her wrist with his hand. He was panting still, and his bangs now covered one of his eyes, but if anything it made him look more sexy, more smoldering, and more threatening too.

"Continue with what you were doing, or so help me I will mark you on every known inch or your bare skin."

She gazed at him, tugging lightly at her hand being gripped so tightly by his until his serious words sank in. He watched her gulp in the dim lighting and grunted to himself, knowing he had successfully gotten her attention.

And yet-

"Alright Tora. But first I need to tell you..."

He growled at her as she leaned back over him, pulling his arms up past his head as her boobs brushed against his sore member. He wanted to just shove himself deep inside her right in that moment.

Suddenly her mouth was at his ear, and then her tongue and moist lips... and he realized- she was gooood, at what she was doing to him right now. He found himself lost for words for a moment before he shoved her and her tongue back, glaring and smirking at her.

"You're unnaturally good at foreplay. Practice on yourself?"

NOW she was back to her old self for a moment. He saw the glint in her eye that changed her into her stern and temperamental mode.

"Oh, I bet you think about me practicing on myself. I bet you dream the same dream every night."

She had him intrigued now, and he leaned forward and adjusted himself onto her this time, pushing her back against the cushions and reversing their positions. His gaze was ever watchful of hers when he asked;

"And what would that dream be?"

The blush that went over her face crept slowly, and he could picture her imagining things in her head. He lowered himself to just above her mouth.

"Do you dream the same dream about me every night, Akari-chan."

She flushed in anger now, realizing his mocking tone. Pushing up against his chest, she did not succeed, however, in getting him off of her. She scrutinized him carefully before a grin flickered onto her face.

"How about we reenact just how my dream goes? Since you're so interested. Okay, you go do yourself in the corner without me, and I'll relax on the couch and laugh at how unbelievably lame you a-"

He pressed his lips to hers, trying to shut her up before she even finished that cruel idea.

Oh, no, no. Not this time. She already did this in the music room that one night, giving him a hard on and then not having the manners to help him in getting rid of it. That teasing little-! Oooh, but she did know how to turn a man on so simply...

"Mmmmmm..." He groaned as she sucked on his tongue almost as skillfully as he could do it.

He grinned against her tempting lips. For once, a girl who knew how to lead him on the right way.

His grin faded and his deep groans soon turned painful. This was no game, he realized, as his cock started to throb oh so unpleasantly. This had now become very serious. And yet, the fact that she was avoiding him yet still somehow doing such things to him, made him more aroused. Annoyed, but aroused.

Let it be said that once you get a tiger excited, you cannot calm the beast down.

He broke their kiss and grabbed her, pulled her against his lean, naked form, twisting his hard muscles against her soft skin, and started making out with her again, his body covering hers and his cock burning right in between her legs, touching but not connecting or delving in... yet.

"See what you went and did? You tempted me again. You teased. That isn't nice. Only I get to do that." He said when he broke away from her sore, reddened lips.

"Hff... wha... YOU!" She raised a hand to smack him, but he caught that hand and made a harsh move as if to push it back to the couch. But instead, he seemed to change his mind. He raised it up, and carefully brought it to his lips. She watched in frozen awe as he sweetly kissed her palm, his lips soft against her sweaty skin.

Tora closed his eyes as he kissed the palm of her hand, and then his lips started to leave wet, open mouthed kisses past her wrist, onto her arm, pulling her up to meet his kisses as he continued to travel down, his lips kissing her skin carefully but seductively, all the way up her arm until he reached to just past her elbow, and he opened his eyes to peek at her through narrowed golden orbs.

Her face looked both pleasantly surprised and dreamily aroused. How perfect...

"Akari..." He whispered huskily, his mouth still just below her shoulder, touching her skin lightly as he spoke.

"H-hmm?" Her gaze was clouded as she looked at him.

Slowly, he raised his head, his hand still holding her wrist, and he pulled the arm forward, pulling her with it. His lips found her neck and bit down, and his ears practically tingled at the sound she made because of it.

"I want you right now. Let me. Have you." He whispered harsh into her neck, and then his lips let go of the fragile skin there and traveled up to blow softly into her ear. She quivered at the action. His voice was the epitome of sexy and suave.

"Well-"

"Sorry, you're taking too long to answer."

Suddenly, he slammed her hard into the sofa cushions, his body draping over hers, and positioned himself right there in front of the place that was expelling all of her warm fluids staining the furniture. His grin was stretched far across his face, and he was looking down at her seductively and twistedly. He watched as her eyes widened expectantly.

And then he lunged in, pushing himself carefully but powerfully as she called out his name.

He really just did that- like that- just so FAST!

"Tora!"

He hummed in satisfaction. For weeks he'd wanted this, endless days of watching her but not being able to have her. And now, he was with her, and she was underneath him with wide eyes, wide, tearful eyes...

"Hey," He suddenly frowned, pausing in his entrance, and bringing his face level with hers. "Tell me when you're in pain."

"You sick sadist!" She murmured, squeezing her eyes shut as her walls slowly tried to get used to his size that was not even pushed half way in yet.

"No." Tora had never before felt this. Was he... concerned? During SEX?! But he couldn't help the way his eyes roamed her face, the way he simply would not move in any further, despite how nice just having a little past the tip in felt and how badly he wanted to completely be enveloped by her.

"N-no?"

"I don't want to hurt you." He found the truth in his words strange, and he crinkled his brow in confusion.

Her eyes suddenly popped open to stare at him in utter amazement, and the silver and gold mixing gaze felt like electricity in the room.

"You... you are hurting me... You're- you're um- too big. This is worse than when I was a virgin, to be honest..." She blushed, looking away right after finding his eyes.

Who ever knew- being too big was a problem? Tora let out a grunt and started to slide back out of her.

It was official. He had lost his sanity. When had he EVER pulled out right before intercourse?!

"Um," She suddenly grabbed onto his shoulder, and he peered down at her in surprise. What was happening? He felt confused not only about his own actions, but hers as well. "Don't pull out."

"What?" He asked harshly, gazing at her with raised eyebrows.

"Don't pull out..." She repeated more firmly, her eyes working their way up to meet his again. She gave him a cute, endearing, urging look, and said no more.

Tora went still all over, his body numbing as he stared at her. Those large, doe-like eyes, that flushed face of hers... why was he so taken by it all? She was- she was really something dammit! His eyes widened at his realization- the same realization he'd gotten before he had confessed to Misaki. He... actually wanted her. Not just physically. But, more than that.

Akari stared up at Tora and wondered what he could possibly be thinking.

He suddenly shuttered his eyes, gazing at her through low lids as he closed the distance between their faces. She let out a surprised sound as his lips brushed with hers, softly, delicately, nothing like all the times he had before tonight. And then when she jolted as he started to push in again, his strong arm reached up and his hand clasped her arm tightly, desperately willing her to stop struggling. While he kissed her sweetly, he kept pushing in, until with one last plunge, he was completely swallowed inside of her. He broke free of her lips, and gazed at her with needful eyes. She was enclosed tighter around him than any other girl he'd felt.

"Tora..." She said quietly, wondering what it was exactly that was happening. Since when did he... act so... gentle?

"Akari..." He groaned. She was sooo much tighter than he expected, but he was being squeezed in all the right ways.

Let the record show that he had never had sex with someone so slowly or gently before.

Of course, he had to revert back to his old ways though- he couldn't completely abandon his title of the Sex God.

"Ah!"

When he started to move without giving warning, Akari's hips bucked against his and she made a tempting noise for him. Becoming again involved in his work, he dipped his head down and took her right nipple into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue as he slowly pulled back out of her.

His head jerked up and he met her eyes with a smirk as he forced his way back down in, faster.

"Tor- ahh-!" She moaned, and he grunted in satisfaction, pulling back and and slamming in a second time.

When Akari's hands flew up and gripped at his shoulders, he chuckled slightly at his power over her, watching her face turn red and her eyes squint shut as he dove back in again. He would pleasure her perfectly, just like he always had been able to with other women.

But this was somehow different.

"Aahhh... fmm." He groaned each time he pulled out and she squeezed him. His moan was a deep, feral sound coming from the back of his throat as he pushed into her again and they both felt that particular spot that he hit in just the right place.

"Nnngh! God!" Akari arched her back so that her chest pushed into his, and he groaned again as he felt her mounds rub into his muscles.

Needing to better angle himself, Tora reached out and grabbed her thigh, pulling her leg up for her to hook around his back. She obliged, and he pushed against that one spot again, making both of them see stars.

"Ah! St-stop, stop!" She gripped his shoulders tightly, her nails digging crescents into his skin as he dipped down and entered her fully once again.

"Relax." He hushed into her ear, before licking the shell of it and then trailing his tongue down along the angle of her cheek, under her jaw, and stopping at her neck to suckle and make a mark of his own there- again.

What can he say? Tigers always made sure to mark their territory again and again, making sure to prove that it is theirs.

As Tora suddenly shifted his hips and pushed into her with more force, Akari murmured an unsteady groan and her whole body shook slightly. The warmth building up in her body seemed to be collecting inside of her from where he entered her, and every time he pulled out nearly all the way only to push back in deeper, harder, she could only feel warmer, dizzier, needier. She needed release, soon, she could feel it building up and she wasn't prepared to let him tease her and bring her to the edge only to slow it all back down again.

"Faster!"

Tora did not oblige, but continued his steady, in-between rhythm.

"Hmm..." He hummed, and she could've sworn, it was some sort of challenge. When he pulled out of her almost to the tip again, she forced her leg that was hooked around him to push him back in hard, causing them both to grunt in pleasure.

"So," Tora panted, refusing to pull back out of her as he stopped his progress. She could have killed him for stopping in the middle of it. "You want it rough?"

"Just go faster, damn-" She was cut off as she groaned and shut her mouth trying to push back the sound. He had suddenly leaned over her and bit down on one of the love bites on her neck, causing both waves of intense pleasure with an undercoating of pain to shoot all through her like a million sticks of dynamite setting off one by one in her veins.

Noticing her response, Tora smiled against her skin evilly, and then he pulled himself out of her slowly, so slowly that she tried to push him with her leg back in again, but he resisted and held too much pleasure at her annoyed moans. Before she could complain even more though, he crashed into her sharply, causing her to call out and grip his back, her nails clawing at his smooth skin.

"Ah, so you do like it a bit rough." He huskily whispered, licking over her nipple and watching her shiver, satisfied.

"Ahh... ha..." She couldn't manage more than that as he jerked back and plunged into her in quicker, jerkier, pounding rhythms.

But as this continued, with him nearly being driven over the edge as she squeezed him so tight- almost too tight- he began to hear her whimpers. Which, of course, turned him on all the more. Every sound she made was like beautiful sexy music in his ears, and thus he started to pound in even more quickly.

"Tora- you're going- too fast!"

He pushed out and pulled in, hugging her to his chest tightly, not listening to her because he was so damn close...

"TORA! Ahk!" He plunged in rough and deep again, momentarily cutting off her words. "A-A-Are you trying to... heh... break me or have sex with me?!"

He really wasn't paying her any attention. Er- well, he wasn't LISTENING to her, but he was sure giving her body all of his attention. Angered and exhausted with trying to talk to him, she reached down and took matters into her own hands. Literally.
Surprisingly, he didn't gasp when she grabbed him, collecting his throbbing member into one of her hands right as he pulled out of her to the tip again. But he did finally look up at her, and when his eyes met hers all that she could see was obvious shock.
She'd bet on her life he'd never before been stopped by a woman's hand during sexual intercourse.

"Sex," She said, making sure their gaze was connected. His slick dick jumped, throbbing in her hand. "may be the result of lust. But I don't give a damn how lustful you are and how long you've been waiting for this- if you're gonna do me, you're gonna do me right."
His mouth opened, but with her free hand she covered it before he could speak. He looked angry about this- glaring at her but not removing her hand, strangely enough. Could it be he wanted to hear where this was going? His eyes, though angry and impatient, looked as though they were saying that.

"Let me show you how to do it." She said softly, her eyes searching his, looking for some sign of consent.

Though he looked furious with her stopping him, especially when he was so damn close! and then effectively shutting him up when he had something to say, he nodded his consent. She almost laughed when she realized, he was actually curious! Curious to see how SHE would want things to be done.

She shivered, relishing in the almost-orgasm even THAT gave her. He really had put her on the brink. They both needed this before they practically died from lack of release.

Wait was that an actual cause of death? Probably not, otherwise they'd both be very, dead.

"Hurry up." He complained as she only let her hand still on his throbbing member. Then his eyes narrowed deeply into hers. "Or are you trying to tease me?"

She smirked at him. "If I were going to tease you, you'd definitely know you were being teased."

Tora stared at her for a very long moment, just watching her with deeply golden, hazy eyes. Then, a slooowww grin spread onto his face, in an eery sort of fashion.

"Ride me."

She still had a firm hold on him, but when he said that she squeezed him slightly in shock and he winced- moaning- while some pre-cum slid out and beside her finger.

"Damn. it. Akari. Ride me already!" He said through gritted teeth, glaring down at her and watching angrily as she smiled and started to curiously play with his pre cum. She ran a finger over the tip where it had escaped, causing him to flinch and clench his jaw, and then she put the substance on her finger into her mouth. She made a weird face, that was somehow erotic to him, and that's when he just had to force it now.

"Like this," He flipped her easily from beneath him, soon taking her spot and placing her over him.

"I was going to show you how I like it- not the other way around- hey-AH!"

He jerked her down over him, and once he was half-way in, he slowed.

"You wanted me to slow down, right?" He hissed as she slid so perfectly onto him. "So this is how you like it."

"That's for me to decid-UHNG!"

He placed his hands at her hips and had started to slowly pull her off of him now, and the sliding feeling, up and down, felt incredible to the both of them. So incredible that either of them would come in the next few moments.

"Funny," He grunted, and then when she placed a hand on his chest he placed one on her shoulder. "I thought you, liked it rougher."

"Maybe, hoooohhh... Maybe I like it both."

His eyes reached hers and he smiled, his teeth poking out to evilly glint at her.

"Shouldn't have said that."

He yanked her back onto him this time, pretty much impaling her, and that's when she cried out his name so incredibly loudly for the first time. He liked it- no- he craved it.

He pushed her hips off of him, upwards, and then again impaled her so suddenly she cried out despite biting her lip.

"Shit- I was supposed to be in- AH- charge for once!" She complained, and pressed both hands to his chest, causing them to falter in their movement.

"Feel free." He smirked. "I'm curious to see just what you'll do to me."

She only had time to slide her hands up his chest before he completely stilled and grabbed both her wrists. His eyes snapped open even wider now, to gaze into hers.

"But, my curiosity is completely overruled by my need to make you scream my name again."

Oh no she was screwed.

"So," His eyelids lowered meaningfully, and he gave her a sinful look. "We'll be doing things my way this time."

Trying to jerk her hands back she failed and only ended up wiggling her hips on him, making both of them moan, her lightly, and him like some wild animal. His moan only drove her into being unable to resist him as he pulled her around more on his hips, wiggling and eliciting different moans from her. He was testing out which places were the best- that-

"Mmmmmmmmmmmm neh..." He had hit that spot again!

That genius!

He smirked and began to force her to ride him again, dragging her languidly up and down and up and then, at random point in time, when he knew it was just right, he would slam her back down onto him and she would actually scream his name.

"Stop- stop! That's-ts-"

He licked up her chest as he slammed her down again, his fingers eagerly clamping to her sides as she groaned with him from the feeling.

"Don't- stop." She ordered.

From then on that's how it went, in the steady rhythm of up and down, down and up, slamming back down, and then her squeezing him to perfection as he pulled her back up. Pretty soon, they were both panting, covered in yet anther layer of sweat, and he was turning her head suddenly to face him, meeting her eyes in a deliberate glance as both their stomachs pooled with that large, almost-there, insanely bubbling heated feeling.

He grinned up at her. "I always wanted to fuck you while staring right into those eyes."

One more swift, abrupt slap of hips grinding hips, skin pushing skin, and her squeezing him like no other women had, and Tora came on an instantaneous high with her, their euphoria drawing itself out easy and slow, so they could enjoy it in a quick spike that descended only when he made her milk him til the end of it.

They were both panting and shaking, and of course he was the first to recover. He carefully pulled out of her and noticed that she was already closing her eyes when he maneuvered her beside him on the couch.

"I know this will sound idiotic, because it is idiotic, but..." She said quietly as he stared up at the ceiling, even still coming down from his high caused by her. "But... looking into your eyes while having you make me cum... that was- I don't even-" She sighed heavily, turning away from him so that her bare back was now facing his face.

Tora took a quick glance around the student council room, and shook his head. Her clothes were ripped, the the whole room smelled of intense sex, and the couches and floor were stained. Maki would have some serious work to do before school tomorrow. Starting with him getting Akari a new uniform... though he did like the idea of sneaking her out naked... it gave him a jolt of erotic danger in his veins- the dangers of being caught, ahh.

He grinned to himself.

He had finally won his prize.

"Mmm..."

He turned to look at her, with her back facing him, and suddenly he froze up. He had already started mentally putting his clothes back on and leaving her here to fend for herself.

He sighed. He was so accustomed to that.

But she was HIS now. One look at the marks he'd given her, and anyone would know. They'd know... He smirked, letting his arm fall over her smooth skin and his fingers trail in random patterns.

But that was only for a few moments before he abruptly stopped.

This was... weird.

He frowned, and then looked at her. She had faced away from him, instead of huddling up to him and cuddling or whatever couples do after sex. Was that... supposed to... well, he was glad. Yes, he decided he was glad. He didn't want to cuddle!

He didn't know how to comfort a girl- after all, when he had saw Akari crying, he had simply given her his coat, as it was the 'gentlemanly' thing to do, and then walked away. So just like that, he also did not know how to sleep with a girl- in the literal sense. Sure, she had leaned her head on his shoulder and they had slept like that on the bench once, but now they were lying together...

Uncertainly, he adjusted himself so that he was on his side and his face was facing her back. He reached forward with an arm, hooking it loosely around her shoulders. She mumbled something, and then he wasn't prepared for the next thing that happened.

Turning around, she DID cuddle up to him- dropping her head into his chest and keeping her arms up in between their bodies.

Slowly, he put an arm around her. He placed his head where it felt right, his nose disappearing into her hair, and he easily slid one leg over hers.

.

.

Nope, too unnatural.

Quickly, he fled from the couch, leaving her there sleeping. He peered down at her naked, still form for a few moments...

And placed his jacket over her before he got dressed and left.

A/N: Okay so, that was the first lemon I wrote. It's not exactly short, or really all that sweet, either.

I was SO NERVOUS. I thought I was gonna die from the nerves. *sniff* I sure hope it's good enough for you guys. I did try my best. *tear* (I'm a failure!)

Anyway, tell me about it in the reviews- say: "Hey you reallly need to fix this part and this part" Or "Good job I like it" or even "That was god-awful. Go die and never write again"

Okay maybe not that last one. That would make me sad. :'( But really, actually, I don't really care if it's hurtful or not, as long as it's your honest opinion :D That way I can fix it cuz I'll know what's wrong with it by all your honesty!

I have but 1 thing to say now... or 6 things

lemonlemonlemonlemonlemonlemon

:3

it was only, like, this big tho!

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next time let's make it THIS big!

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or THIS BIG!

*author stretches out her real arms*

yeah, riiight? YES RIGHT! lezzdoitt

(actually it really was pretty big)

P.S- figurative thumbs up for lemon!

Double P.S- I really want to have a better cover image for this story... anyone do fan art and stuff?

Seriously though, I don't like any of the cover images I've picked between and tried to make for this story. I don't know what to do about it. :/

Oh and Triple P.S- thousand pardons if both sections of chapter eighteen don't make sense here and there or have some grammatical errors. It literally took me like all day to write the entire thing and put it all together into two separate parts, so I didn't bother to go back and look over it for mistakes. I sort of did, but I just skimmed it. So, thousand pardons if it's a little screwy here and there. Re-reading it is just so... ugh. Long. And Tedious.

CK :*