Warning: Making this up as I go along, so no real plot. Moderately explicit adult content, including foreplay, touching, kissing, nakedness, intercourse and swearing. But it's all done in the best possible taste.
Chapter 7.
Second Time.
The house was quiet when Anzu and Yugi arrived home, but Anzu still checked to make sure they were alone. "The coast is clear," she said happily, after calling out to her parents and checking the sitting room and then the kitchen. "Oh! What's this?" She went over to pick up the handwritten note her mother had left.
She speed read it to herself and then told Yugi what it was about. "Mum wants me to start dinner, since she knows I'll be home early."
"Oh, okay." Yugi offered a bashful smile. "Do we make love before we prepare dinner, or after?" he said, a hint of a blush spreading across his cheeks.
Anzu hummed as she mulled over what her mother wanted her to cook. Dinner would involve batting out the chicken breasts, dipping them in egg and then covering them in panko bread crumbs and spices ready for frying, and preparing the sauce, rice and vegetables.
She groaned, letting out an annoyed sigh. "This is going to take me all afternoon to prepare! It's almost like they know and have done it deliberately."
"Let me see?" asked Yugi, holding out is hand. Anzu gave him the note.
"It's not the end of the world," he said optimistically. "Your mum says they won't be home until six. We have plenty of time! And then I'll help you make the dinner afterwards," he added, winking at her.
"You're so sweet," she said, wrapping her arms around him and kissing the tip of his nose.
He chuckled and kissed her. It was a soft, gentle kiss, but Anzu surprised him by dipping her tongue into his mouth and becoming more passionate. It was the first time they had tried French kissing and, although it felt a bit strange to be sharing tongues with someone else, Yugi was enjoying it. He moaned and took control of their battle of the tongues.
But Anzu soon pulled away breathlessly.
"Did you like that?" she asked coyly. "I… er… wanted to try it, but I'm not sure if I like it. Tongues feel a bit…" she pulled a yuk face.
Chuckling, he smiled sheepishly. "It was a weird feeling I'll admit, but I won't say I didn't enjoy it because I did."
"Oh, okay. Well, I don't mind if you want to kiss like that again," she said. "I'm sure I'll get used to the feeling eventually."
Yugi shook his head. "No. Not if you don't like it," he said firmly.
"It wasn't that awful, I suppose," she said, feeling guilty that he was willing to forgo something he enjoyed because she didn't like it.
"Okay," he said, nodding. "But only if you want to." No point disagreeing with her, but he vowed to himself that he would not do it again unless she initiated it.
"Shall we go upstairs to my bedroom?" she said, pressing herself against him. He smiled blissfully, suddenly unable to think about anything other than how much he wanted her.
"Yeah…" he said eagerly. The lust filled look in his beautiful eyes made her giggle.
"Upstairs it is then," she said, taking his hand and leading him towards the stairs.
Giggling, eager, but still slightly embarrassed about what they were doing, they stumbled into her bedroom. It was warm and bright in the afternoon sun.
Yugi reached out for her.
"Hold on!" she said, pulling away from him to close the curtains and make it a little more... cosy.
Meanwhile, Yugi started shrugging out of his blazer and unbuttoning his shirt.
Done with the curtains, Anzu took off her own blazer and tossed it onto the chair with Yugi's blazer. Smiling at him with what she hoped was a seductive smile, but in reality was a hesitant and nervous one, she then started to work on the buttons of her blouse.
Yugi watched with lust filled wonder, as she swayed her hips, did a twirl and slipped out of her blouse, sexily dropping it to the floor. Although she was blushing like crazy, she kept her poise and composure, and did the same with her bra.
Yugi was enchanted by her seductive little striptease.
"W..would you mind l..letting your hair down too?" he stammered nervously, worried that she might think he was being a bit weird. But he could not help it if he liked her new hair style. Unfortunately, he never got to see it down because she always tied it back.
His fears were unfounded.
"Sure," she said, making a show of removing the hair tie and shaking her head so that her hair billowed and flowed forward onto her shoulders and across her face.
Unable to take his eyes off her, Yugi shivered with desire at her tousled appearance. She was so beautiful, and she was with him! He had always hoped that she would be his, but still found it hard to believe they were actually dating seriously.
Meanwhile, Anzu was starting to wonder if she was being a bit too provocative. He looked so flustered and aroused, and she was starting to get aroused as well. Was it normal to feel embarrassed about something so natural?
"Do you like my hair longer?" she enquired, flicking it away from her eyes saucily – it wasn't that much longer, but it was no longer styled in a neat bob. Yugi nodded sheepishly.
"You have beautiful hair," he said, boldly gazing into her eyes as he reached out to gently stroke her hair with his fingers.
Maintaining eye contact, Anzu slowly traced her hands over his chest and shoulders, pushing his shirt down over his arms and trying to get him to slide it off.
Still self conscious about his lack of muscle and diminutive stature, Yugi cringed slightly and resisted. "Sorry. I know I'm not much, am I?" he said, breaking eye contact and squirming uncomfortably.
It always broke Anzu's heart when his insecurities rose to the surface, and she wished there was some way to make him understand that she really did not mind if he was not built like Adonis. She withdrew her hands. "Please, Yugi. I like you with your shirt off," she said as gently as she could. "And it's not like I haven't already seen you naked." His response was to frown.
"I know you only say that to make me feel better," he said despondently. "I've been working out lately, but it's not doing much."
"You're only eighteen. You're still growing," she said, trying to reassure him. "You'll fill out soon, I'm sure. Besides," she said, pressing her body against him so that she could roll her pelvis against his hard bulge. "You've got it where it counts," she teased.
Yugi was blushing again. He had never thought of himself as being very impressive in the trouser department either, but if Anzu insisted that she liked what he had to offer then he must be at least adequate. "Okay, I'll take my shirt off," he agreed, throwing it on the chair and then making a show of flexing his biceps and puffing out his chest in an effort to distract her.
Anzu tried not to giggle at his display, and instead made a show of touching his chest and shoulders appreciatively.
Turned on by her touching him, Yugi forgot his insecurities, and peppered her neck and throat with little kisses and nips.
However, Anzu pushed him away. "No biting or sucking where people can see, remember!"
"Sorry!" Feeling guilty, he checked her over and then smiled. "I haven't left any bruises," he said, much to Anzu's relief, and his.
"We've got swimming tomorrow," she remembered. "We had better not leave marks in places people will see." Realising what she just said, she blushed.
He giggled, and without thinking, said, "Then I'll leave them where people can't see."
Anzu's eyes widened and she blushed. "Yugi!" she scolded, shocked, but turned on by his naughty remark.
She smirked at him playfully. "In that case, I'll wear a full swimming costume," she said coyly, ghosting her lips over his but not actually kissing him.
The teasing was all to much for him and he captured her lips in a passionate kiss. Anzu kissed him back, her hands kneading his back and shoulders, relishing his warm, soft skin against her body.
Yugi quivered at her touch, and moved his hands to her thighs, sliding upwards, underneath her skirt and over her hips and buttocks. He fumbled with the elastic of her undies, trying to get his hands inside, but her panties refused to yield so in the end he pushed both hands into top and tried to push them down over her buttocks.
Anzu stopped kissing him so that she could help him take them off. And once they were around her ankles she flicked them off the end of her foot. They flew across the room, landed on the corner of her vanity mirror and dangled there. For some reason they both found this extremely funny and could not stop giggling.
Their giggles ended with them both falling onto the bed, where they managed to regain some semblance of control and composure.
Propping themselves up on their elbows, they faced each other and gazed into one another's eyes, and almost had another fit of the giggles when Anzu poked her tongue out at him. Laughing, he licked her face.
"Yugi! Stop being silly!"
"Who's being silly?"
Anzu tutted. "You are. Love making is supposed to be serious," she scolded playfully. He smirked.
"I disagree. I think that making love should be fun," he said, brushing some stray strands of hair away from her face. His smirk changed into a soft, loving smile. "I love you so much. I always hoped, but never realistically thought you would want to be with me like this even once, let alone a second time!"
Frowning, Anzu cupped his cheek and kissed his nose."Oh, Yugi," she said sadly. "You shouldn't keep undervaluing yourself. I'm with you because I love you."
He shook his head. "I don't undervalue myself! At least, not any more. It's more that… you've always been so cool and confident and beautiful, and I was always in awe of you. I dreamed you would be mine one day, but I always figured you would rather be dating one of the athletic guys on the football team."
Anzu playfully bopped his head. "Ugh! I can't believe you thought I was that shallow?! Those meatheads are nothing next to a hero like you!"
He grinned. "I'm flattered you think I'm a hero." He chuckled lightly. "Now, where were we?" Wanting to end this conversation about his previous inadequacies, and get on with the lovemaking, he leaned in to kiss her again.
As they kissed, Anzu reached for the belt of his trousers and tried to undo it, but the clasp was awkward and she had to break their kiss to fumble with it. The stubborn buckle would not budge, and she did not want to yank on the belt strap and hurt him.
Realising this, he sat up and undid his belt, and then laid back and encouraged her to unzip his trousers. He tilted his hips up so that she could slide them down, and Anzu giggled when he helped her to ease his boxer over his arousal and it sprung free. "Someone's keen," she said, admiring him.
"He loves you as much as I do," Yugi teased. Although still nervous about touching his manhood, Anzu was less nervous than she was the first time and showed no hesitation in stroking her thumb and index finger over and around the sensitive head.
He tipped his head back and smiled serenely. "Ooo… that feels nice," he cooed.
Anzu smiled proudly. "I'm doing it right then?"
He nodded. "Yeah… but you can hold it a bit firmer, and…." He wrapped his hand around hers and guided her. "Like this..." He removed his hand and his mouth fell open at how good she was at stroking him. "Oh! Ah… so good... you'll make me cum if you keep doing that," he purred.
Alarmed at the mess it might make on her comforter, she pulled her hand away. "Sorry!" she blurted.
Although slightly disappointed she had stopped, he smiled sheepishly at her. "That's okay. I wasn't that close. But if you had carried on I might have been."
"I'll, er.. keep that in mind next time," she said tentatively.
"Let's get rid of the rest of our clothes," he said, "and then it's my turn to give you some pleasure."
She still had her skirt and socks on so she quickly took them off, while Yugi took off his own socks.
"Now, where were we?" he mumbled, gently kissing her as they reclined on the bed together.
More confident than the first time, they relished at how wonderful their naked bodies felt together.
Careful not to leave marks, Yugi kissed along her shoulder and then trailed sloppy little kisses over her breasts and down her body, nipping and sucking on the skin close to her belly button, so that, as promised, he could leave a mark where no one would see.
His hand moved lower and she willingly parted her legs for him.
Less inhibited now, she moaned and arched into his touch.
He wondered how it would feel to use his tongue instead of his fingers, but was afraid to try it in case she did not like it, so instead he kissed his way back up her body to her mouth.
"Are you ready?" he asked.
"Yes!" she said, desperately in need of him inside her. But as he positioned his body between her legs and his tip brushed against her entrance, she gasped. "Condom!"
"Oh, shit!" he said, gasping and pulling away. "Oh, god! What if?" He looked down at his throbbing erection.
Anzu gulped. "We… you weren't inside. You haven't, you know… leaked, have you?" she asked, as he hopped of the bed and grabbed a condom from his bag. He shook his head.
"No. Not in you…" He didn't think he had. Nodding her relief, Anzu nodded and hungrily watched him roll the condom onto his erection. "Ready?" he asked.
"This time, definitely." She pulled him down and guided him into position.
Yugi used the same gentle caution as he did for their first time. But although Anzu reassured him it was not painful, she was still surprisingly tight and it took a little coaxing and adjusting for him to fully sheath himself.
"Are you okay?" he asked, afraid he might hurt her. She nodded and touched his face with her fingertips.
"It feels good," she said, prompting him to move by gently squeezing him and rocking her hips.
He gasped at the wonderful feeling, but managed not to lose it immediately this time, despite how wonderful she felt.
"You're so good…" he breathed, growling and moaning as he tried to contain himself for as long as possible in the hope that she would either climax just before he did, or, even better, they would orgasm together. But despite his best efforts, he was unable to hold on long enough. In his mind he had disappointed her… again! But Anzu appeared to be satisfied.
"That was nice," she cooed, once he was spent and had collapsed on top of her, panting. His warm, ragged breathing against her neck, and the slight tremble of his body and twitching of him still inside her, sent a wonderful, warm feeling radiating through her core.
Enjoying these intimate moments of their afterglow, she stroked the back of his neck with one hand and trailed the other up and down his back.
He lifted his head to gaze lovingly into her eyes. There was nothing in them to say she was disappointed with his performance; her eyes were glazed and full of love. But Yugi still could not help feeling disappointed with himself for not bringing her more pleasure. "I'm sorry I couldn't hold on for longer," he muttered. "I wanted you to enjoy it more this time."
"Shh…" she said, silencing him with a gentle kiss. "It did enjoy it." She had felt a wonderful tingle, just not enough to lose control. "I think I still feel a little too embarrassed about letting myself go."
"You shouldn't feel embarrassed," he told her. "I love you and think you're beautiful."
She caressed his face with her lips and smiled. "I love you, too," she said lovingly. "Laying here like this, with you still inside me feels so warm and glowing. It makes me feel so close to you."
"I know what you mean," he said, "but I should probably pull out now." He could feel himself shrinking and did not want the condom to leak.
Anzu watched him, as he pulled out and sat back on his haunches to remove the now rather unpleasant looking condom. "Hang on, I'll get something for you to wrap it in." she said, hopping off the bed to grab the waste bin -which had a liner in- and a box of tissues for him to wipe himself with.
"Thanks," he said, cleaning up and dropping the items into the bin.
"I should dispose of it in case my parents find it," she said.
"A cuddle first," he said, rolling onto his back and offering his arms for her to relax into.
Anzu shuffled closer, and rested her head on one side of his chest, while tracing her fingertips in little circles around his nipple on the other side of his chest.
"That tickles," he said, giggling. She leaned over and licked and kissed his nipple instead.
"Are you asking for round two?" he asked, already getting turned on again. She shook her head.
"It would be nice, but we don't have time."
"Oh! Yes, the dinner," he said, feeling disappointed. "How long before we need to start on it?"
"Lets lay here for ten minutes and then we had better get dressed," she decided.
An hour and a half later they were woken by Anzu's phone ringing. "What the!?" Realising they had both fallen asleep, Anzu leaped up, startling Yugi.
"What is it?" he mumbled sleepily.
"My phone!" she exclaimed, grabbing it off the bedside table. "Hi, Mum! thirty minutes?!" She tried not to gasp. "Okay! Bye." Anzu turned to Yugi. "They'll be home early. We've got half an hour!" she squealed, starting to panic.
"Hey! Calm down. It's okay," he said, sounding more relaxed than he felt. "We'll get dressed quickly and make a start on dinner. We can tell them we went to the arcade and haven't been back long," He jumped off the bed and gathered up his clothes.
"They won't believe me!" she said, trying not to cry as she pulled on her own clothes. "We stink of sex. They'll know –it's like we have big signs on our foreheads: Just Fucked." She made an exaggerated whining sound. "I'm so grounded. My dad will ban me from seeing you."
Yugi was trying not to get irritated by how melodramatic she was being. Having thrown most of his own clothes already, he reached out to smooth her tousled bed hair. "Take a few deep breaths and calm yourself," he ordered, placing his hands on her shoulders and looking sternly into her eyes.
She pouted at him and nodded. "Okay. I'm calm," she said, after they had done a few deep breaths together.
"Good." He smiled at her. "Now, we'll dispose of that-" he pointed at the bin, "-and I'll help you make a start on the dinner."
"Right. I've got this," she said, determination written on her face.
By the time they got downstairs, Anzu had made a decision. "I think it's probably best if you go home. I'll say we all went to the arcade after school and I haven't long been home. They'll never even know you were here."
Yugi frowned. "Are you sure?" Truth be told, he felt like he was being thrown out.
"Yes." She could see the slight disappointment in him. "I'm sorry Yugi. I'll message you later, okay?" She leaned in and gave him a peck on the lips.
Nodding, Yugi gathered up his bag and put his shoes on. "Talk later, yeah?" He gave her another quick kiss. Anzu pulled away.
"Now get going before they catch you here."
Checking the coast was still clear, Yugi left, giving her a friendly wave at the gate, before breaking into a jog.
Sighing, Anzu closed the door and then hurriedly emptied the bin, before grabbing the ingredients from the fridge. The amount of preparation she had to do was daunting.
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Yugi felt a bit mean running out on her like this and leaving her to lie to her parents about what she had been doing this afternoon, but she had told him to go and he did not want to get into an argument with her about it, so what choice did he have?
He hoped that she would not be in trouble when her parents got home.
But he need not have been so worried.
When Anzu's parents arrived home, she had actually made good progress on dinner. But it was still a long way from ready. Anzu was quick to explain. "Sorry Mum. I didn't come straight home, so I was a bit late starting."
Her mother did not seem too concerned. "That's okay. How much more is there to do?" she asked, seeing that Anzu was yet to coat the chicken breasts.
"Coat the chicken, cook the vegetables. I've washed the rice and it's in the pot ready to be cooked."
"Just let me get rid of my coat and have a pee, then I'll lend a hand."
"Where is Dad?" asked Anzu, wondering why he was not with her mother.
"Your father's outside washing bird poo off off his brand new car," said Mrs Mazaki, rolling her eyes and giggling.
Anzu laughed. "It's been christened then?"
Her mother laughed again. "That's what I told him, but he doesn't think it's funny. I told him not to park under the trees. Anyway, I won't be long."
Feeling a wave of relief, Anzu smiled as her mother left the room to go to the bathroom. Her fears had been unfounded. She obviously did not have a huge 'Just Fucked' sign on her forehead after all.
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