Chapter 78

October 8th (Con)

I walk into my "apartment", kick off my boots, and head over to let the kitten out of his room. He squeaks at me; I look past him at the mess he's created with his food dish and sigh.

I'll have to clean that up later…

I've had him for about a week, but I still don't have a name picked out. I've thought of a few, but none of them seem to stick, so I've just been calling him 'Kitty'.

He circles through my legs and squeaks until I pick him up. He nuzzles my face and licks my nose. It makes me smile and I carry him with me into the bedroom. I set him on the bed, freeing my hands so I can take off my hoodie. As I toss it beside him, he runs over and rolls around on it, wrestling with the strings. He looks up at me with a string hanging from his mouth. I laugh and out of the corner of my eye, catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I cringe.

I need to get out of this…

There is a sudden knock at my door; I sigh loudly, frustrated. I turn to answer it and try not to stomp on the way there. I open it, I can't help that my voice comes out slightly annoyed. "Yeah? What is it?"

Ryuzaki stands there, and before I even react, takes my face in his hands, and kisses me so passionately that I nearly melt into a puddle right there in the doorway. My mind turns to mush and I don't realize he's walking me back into the apartment until I hear the door shut behind him. When we finally part, I stare at him, literally breathless.

"Wow…" I barely get the word out before he's kissing me again, only this time it's ferocious. My eyes close as his mouth travels down my neck to my shoulder, then over to my collar bones where he gives a little nip here and there. While his mouth is doing one thing, his hands are doing another, roaming my body, caressing every curve. This is so unlike him but I'm enjoying it way too much to care.

He starts to back me up again but changes his mind and hoists me up onto his hips. I wrap my legs around his waist, so I don't fall, but I can feel something growing in between us. I tighten my grip and he lets out a growl from deep in his throat. I knew he was strong, but I never thought he'd do this. He carries me toward the bedroom, dodging the kitten under his feet; I'm still in shock and as he plops me down on my bed I come back to reality.

"What's gotten into you Ryuzaki?" He looks down around his feet for a second, then plucks the kitten from the floor, the kitten meows in defiance.

Ryuzaki raises him up to eye level, the kitten playfully boops him on the nose. "Now, now, Mommy and I need a little alone time, you can come back in and snuggle later." He puts the kitten under his arm like a football and leaves the room. I just stare wondering what is going on. I'm about to call after him when I hear the kittens toy turn on in the other room and the door shut.

Ryuzaki comes back in and makes a B-line for me. "Now where were we?" My heart pounds as he bends down and gives me another breath stealing kiss. I slowly realize I'm being pushed back onto the bed, and I let him, my arms wrapped around his neck. Not that I want this to stop, but as he lets up for air, I put my hand on his chest to pause.

"Ryuzaki, what's going on? This isn't like you…not that I'm complaining…" He sighs, hangs his head for a second then moves to sit beside me, clasping his hands together between his legs.

"I just have this feeling I can't shake…" I put a hand on his back, rubbing softly.

"You wanna talk about it?"

"Not really…I just…I feel like no matter how much time we spend together it's not enough; almost like I'm running out…" I take my hand from his back and rest it atop his hands. He separates them and intertwines his fingers with mine, before looking up at me with soulful eyes. Deep inside I can see fear, and my heart aches.

"Ryuzaki…" I squeeze his hand. "Don't worry, we'll catch the Yotsuba Kira. Speaking of…I think I might have actually saw Rem…Misa's Shinigami…I saw something that might have been her hovering near all the men when I looked over the balcony; I'm not sure though, I was pretty high up. Regardless, I'm pretty sure now that one of the eight men are definitely Kira." He nods, placing his free hand on top of our joined ones.

"Please…let's not talk about work right now…" He sighs and moves his free hand to the ridiculous black thigh highs I'm wearing. "You have no idea how beautiful you look right now…and kinda sexy too." The side of his mouth raises in a grin that makes me shiver, but at the same time I scoff, unbelieving.

"Sexy? You've got to be kidding. I feel like I should be working the red-light district as a stripper." He laughs, the fear and sadness washing away behind those eyes.

"Well, I bet if I strip you of those clothes, you won't feel that way anymore." I chuckle and outstretch my leg showing him the full view of how long these things actually are.

"I'm not sure, maybe you should try it." A look passes through his eyes sending another shiver down my spine. He slides off the bed and kneels in between my legs. My heart pounds, I feel a tightness in my core, the anticipation is killing me.

He's not even doing anything yet, but I want him so bad.

He runs his hands up my right leg, stopping at the top of the sock, looking at me with hungry eyes. He slides a few fingers under the elastic, his fingers feel like ice on my skin: I'm burning up. I try to take a breath, it comes out ragged, the corner of his mouth raises as he hears it, and he slowly pulls the sock down. His knuckles brush my skin so lightly that it sets my skin ablaze all over again. As he reaches the bottom, he moves his head closer and nuzzles my thigh. The feel of stubble, I never noticed, scratches my skin in a way that short circuits my brain and I don't even notice he's removed the sock until he's starting on the other one. I put my hands behind me on the bed to keep me up, my chest rising and falling heavily with every breath I try to take. The tightness I felt before has grown into an ache and I can feel myself becoming slightly damp. He doesn't take his time with this one, he just slides it off in one fluid motion, remaining between my legs. As he looks up at me, he speaks in a hushed whisper, as if he's barely holding on.

"You're so beautiful." His hands slide up the outside of my thighs then over the top of them, he lays his head in my lap again and nuzzles my legs, the slight scratch of his stubble sending chills throughout my body and straight to my core. He slides his hands up until his fingers are in the band of my skirt. I watch him carefully knowing in order to take it off I'd have to lay back, and I desperately want to take it off. "Lay back for me, please." My heart hammers, the ache between my legs grows and I want him so bad it hurts. He stands to slide my skirt halfway down, but bends after a moment to kiss me, my eyes close in bliss. He removes my skirt in one quick pull. I hear fabric hit the floor and my eyes flutter open as his lips leave mine. He's staring at my black bikini underwear with a hunger that makes me swallow hard. I have no idea what to do with my hands and they make their way to cross over my heart, out of the way of whatever he plans to do. His hands slide up my body, to my hip bones where he puts his fingers in the band of my underwear, he slides them down in one motion, discarding them behind him with reckless abandon. I'm suddenly aware of how exposed I am, but in a way it's almost exciting. He gives me a knowing look from between my legs. If he's going to what I think he's going to do, he needs to hurry up. I nod slowly, giving him the permission, I assume he's asking for.

His hands slide up my legs to my thighs, his fingers grip them possessively and he slowly spreads my legs apart. I watch him lick his lips as he looks at me with hunger, the ache inside grows almost painful. He leans forward and I feel the air from his breath against me, it's cold against the roaring fire I've become, and I tremble, my eyes rolling back, my spine arching against my will.

I feel his tongue slide over me, my body trembles in pleasure, my hands grip the sheets, my back arches again, I can't see what he's doing, but I feel another puff of air and can imagine him smiling at the reaction he's causing. "You're enjoying this aren't you?" His voice is a sexy whisper and the air from it makes me squirm. He doesn't give me time to answer, his tongue is already back at it making my brain short circuit in wave after wave of pleasure. His tongue slides in and a moan escapes me. He grips my legs tighter and pushes them farther apart, making it even easier to get to where he wants. I dare to look at him and he grins before diving back in, I grip the sheets as if they will keep me connected to reality. His tongue slides in and out, deeper, and deeper, my brain starts to expand as I feel a pressure build from somewhere within me. My muscles start to tighten, and I feel some part of me rise above my body, I know something big is coming, but then all at once it's gone. I groan as the feeling fades, but I remain sensitive, I look down at him irritated and breathless.

"Why did you stop?" It comes out more of a whine than a question.

"Because I wanted to try something." He smiles seductively and wipes his face on his sleeve. As he stands, I get a full view of what's growing beneath his jeans, they look like they're getting tighter by the second. He catches me looking, blushes, then looks elsewhere, embarrassed; not as if he wasn't just tongue deep in me. My brain doesn't work enough to form words yet, so I wait for him to continue. "Would you mind…turning around?" My heart leaps in my chest, and I'm afraid it's going to break free. I nod, slowly pull my legs back onto the bed, turn, and kneel so my back is facing him. Air hisses through his teeth as he traces a finger up and down my spine. When he gets to my lower back my body arches against my will. I look up at the ceiling as his hands leave my back and come up on the sides of the tube top. I lift my arms as he slides it over my head. My bra doesn't stand a chance; before the tube top hits the floor he's already unclasped it and it's on its way to join.

His hands slide up my sides, one travels up to my neck, gripping me and gently pulling me back toward him. His lips find where my neck meets my shoulder, he sucks and bites lightly, hopefully not leaving any marks. His other hand navigates to my breast where he starts to squeeze, He makes a sound near my ear that sounds like a purr, and for some reason that turns me on even more,

I want you so bad…

"R-Ryuzaki…" His name escapes my lips, his grip around my neck changes and I can feel his fingers as they slide around it. I feel air in my ear again as he whispers.

"What did I say about calling me that when we're like this?" The air of the seductive whisper caresses my ear, and I can only make a sound of acknowledgment. His hand moves from around my neck to my shoulder, his other from my breast to my hip, he bends me forward gently. Every movement is a hint of what he wants and it's up to me if I want to accept it or not. He's so gentle, but at the same time guiding me into position for what he wants.

I place my hands on the bed so I'm on all fours, the anticipation is killing me. All I can think about is feeling him deep inside. "Hey…" He breathes, running a finger down my spine. My back arches as it tingles. "If you don't like it or if it's too much, just tell me, and we can stop at any time." I nod eagerly. "Remember what I said before? A nod won't do, I need you to actually say yes."

"Yes…" I groan the word out frustrated and wanting.

Please just do it already.

"Okay." He takes his hands away and I hear him shuffle around, then I hear his jeans fall to the floor. His hands grip my hips lightly and pull, making me move closer to the edge of the bed. I want him so bad I can't think straight. There are no thoughts going on inside my head other than how much I want this right now. He leans into me, and I reach down to guide him in. I'm so wet his head slides in easily, but then hits a spot where there's resistance and he pauses for a second. I take a deep breath and relax, letting my body set the pace. It rewards us by eagerly allowing him in and I gasp at how this way feels. It's completely different than before, he groans and adjusts slightly pushing just a little bit farther in. He hits a spot that makes my eyes roll back.

Oh my god…

"You feel…incredible…" He sounds breathless. I want to tell him that he feels the same but, my brain is broken. I clench at the sheets and start to slowly rock my body back and forth, sliding him in and out just a little. I can't take it anymore and I can't wait for him to do it either. I whimper at how good it feels, he pulls me back, sliding all the way in, I cry out in pleasure as he hits that spot again. His grip tightens on my hips as he pulls out, then pushes back in hitting that spot with precision two more times. I loudly moan every time he hits that spot, and I hear him grunt. "You like that?" I can't make words happen, so I just moan again as he starts to get a rhythm.

With every push he hits that specific spot and I feel my brain ascending to a different plane again, I listen to him moan, and tighten around him. He picks up the pace just a little bit, and I don't know how much longer I can last. I can feel the pressure within expand as I feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge.

"Lawliet…I think I'm gonna-" He pushes in one more time and it's just enough to send me over the edge. I cry out as the floodgates open, and I get lost in wave after wave of ecstasy. My waves trigger his and he leans over me; his body shaking and trembling as we ride the waves together.

The waves calm and we're left panting. He pulls out, and I'm hit with an aftershock, moaning again as he falls on his back beside me. I let my arms and legs give out, landing on my stomach, I turn my head to face him. My whole body is tingling an is incredibly sensitive. I can barely move my legs, as I try to roll onto my side. He smiles and laughs as he turns to look at me, his hair is stuck to his forehead. He runs his hand through it to get it out of his face. I can't help but laugh as that makes it stick up. He rolls onto his side and puts his hand on my shoulder pulling me closer. I inch into his embrace, fully aware of the mess we have to clean up, but not really caring. All my energy is spent and I'm in the arms of the one I love most. Wait…did I just say I love him?

I put my head under his chin and process this new revelation. He holds me with one hand and brushes my hair with the other. I listen to the sound of his heartbeat, and soon, I drift off to sleep.

Hi, Silver here, I'm alive and I got more coming your way!