Chapter 14 (Emi)
Hisao gently puts me down on the bed before sliding my shorts off. I am not sure where this is going exactly, but he hasn't taken the initiative like this before and I am loving it. I am enjoying being the object of his affections.
Hisao slithers up the bed and gives me a passionate kiss before he resumes what he was doing on the couch. He kisses my breasts softly while touching me through my panties. It feels incredible. Eventually my hips start moving on their own, as my body reaches out for more pleasure.
"Hisao…That…feels so good."
He notices that I am desperate for more, so he kisses me all the way down from my breasts until he gets right above my panties while he continues to rub his hand against me. My body twitches at his touch. This reminds me of how he was kissing me right around my bra earlier. He is definitely a tease, and it is only making me even more desperate for him.
Finally, mercifully, he slides my panties off. I am keenly aware that this is the first time Hisao has seen me entirely naked. I adore how he's looking at me. I know he loves me for who I am more than anything, but I can see that he loves how I look too. He wraps his arms around my thighs and pulls me to the edge of the bed where he kneels, with his mouth incredibly close to my most intimate area. He gently kisses my thighs while he touches my skin directly, and even his warm breath is enough to make me gasp.
He continues to pleasure me with his hand for a while before he gently slides a finger inside of me. My muscles tense up and I arch my back at the stimulation.
He starts moving his finger and my insides are going wild. This…this is crazy. The level of stimulation I am feeling is far more than it should be. Is this…because it's him? Because I love him? It is hard to imagine what actual sex will feel like if this feels this good.
After moving his finger in and out of me for a while, which has me starting to approach the outskirts of climax, he stops.. I let out a disappointed whimper, but I can't be disappointed for long, because now he settles just above my opening and gently licks my most sensitive spot while he tightly grips my thighs.
His tongue starts to increase its speed, and it begins to rapidly stimulate me from all directions. He…really knows what he is doing. The muscles in my stomach and back are already starting to contract, completely outside of my control. As he increases the speed and frequency of his tongue movements, I hear myself making noises I didn't even know I was capable of.
This…this is…incredible. I still can't tell if it is because of his technique or because he is so much more special to me than anyone else I have done this with, but who the hell cares? The pleasure I am experiencing is pure bliss.
My body's involuntary contractions become more frequent and more intense. I am not sure I have stopped moaning for the last several minutes. I try to tell him how good it feels but I currently seem to be incapable of speech.
I can feel the tension building to its inevitable conclusion. My legs shake, my breathing becomes ragged. Every muscle in my body feels like it is convulsing.
I grip the bed sheets and arch my back as I let out a moan that seems to last for minutes as pleasure cascades throughout my body.
That was...amazing. Now I want to make him feel good.
But he doesn't let up or stop just because I had an orgasm. He keeps going. He wants me to feel even better. I…I am going crazy. My body is writhing in pleasure. Everything is going white. I am already incapable of speech, soon I don't think I will be able to think either.
…
Some amount of time and several orgasms later, my mind returns to my body. I am the best kind of exhausted and sore. Hisao is lying next to me, partially clothed, and tracing his finger up and down my back.
I roll over to face him and give him a soft kiss.
"Hisao…that was…don't even know what…was. I can't even…words…hard.. right now…was amazing."
He smiles at me.
"It was, wasn't it? I really enjoyed doing that for you. It was amazing seeing how good I was making you feel."
I stroke his chest with my finger and give him my best bedroom eyes. "Do you…want me…to return the favor?"
He laughs at me, not exactly a response I want my boyfriend to have when I proposition him, so I give him a frown.
"I mean I would, but you seem exhausted and barely able to move."
I mean, he's not wrong.
"But… not…fair." I pout.
"Come on, Emi. This is the first time I have even done something for you, and you have done it for me several times. I am just happy to be here snuggled up next to you, just like you are when you do it for me."
He reaches his arms out and pulls me close to him, prompting a giggle out of me. I love it when he pulls me close to him like that.
"I think we should probably just go to sleep. Its late. We had a busy day. We need the rest." He turns off the lamp on the nightstand.
Okay…you have a point. Goodnight. I love you...so much. " A little embarrassed about how lovey-dovey that is, I add "Especially now that I know you can do that."
He laughs and gives me a squeeze and a kiss. "I love you too Emi."
—-
I'm in the back seat of dad's car, enjoying the strawberry ice cream he let me get while we were at the grocery store. This has been a really great day.
"Dad?"
"Yes, Emi?"
"Thanks for the ice cream and taking me on errands with you today, it was fun!"
He laughs. "I'm glad you enjoyed it Emi. I don't normally like doing errands, but you certainly made them enjoyable for me today. I'm sure your mother will be pleased with what we are able to accomplish."
I give him a proud nod while I continue to eat my ice cream.
Suddenly, I hear the loudest sound I've ever heard in my life. The next instant I wake up in the car. My head is fuzzy and my whole body hurts. Especially the bottom half of my legs. The passenger seat in front of me has somehow been pushed right up against me.
I look up in the driver's seat and try to see my dad. But I only see part of him. The front of the car has been pushed back inside by whatever happened, and I mostly see metal and plastic where he should be.
"..daddy?"
There's no response, and I start to cry uncontrollably. I try to take off my seat belt to check on him. I get my seatbelt off but I still can't move. The seat in front of me has my legs pinned down. I try to wrench them free but I can't.
"DAD!"
I start to hear the sound of crunching metal coming from outside of the car, and an opening is created on the passenger side in the front.
A fireman sticks his head inside the car and sees me. He tries to look at me and give me a comforting smile, but I can see that he is quite concerned.
"Don't try to move, we'll get you out of there, okay?"
"M…my dad is in here too. Please, please help him first! I'm okay, just help him. He's not answering me."
He looks over where I am pointing and a shadow passes over his face. He doesn't say anything to me.
The fireman's head disappears and I hear the same sound of metal being crunched and cut, and he creates a new opening closer to me. He and several other firemen manage to remove the seat that's in front of me, and one of them picks me up and takes me out of the car. My legs look mangled and crushed, but I can't really feel anything right now. The only thing I care about is….
"My dad! Mister, please help my dad. He's still in the car. I'm okay but… I…I…don't think he's okay. He needs you to help him. Please Please just put me down and go help him first!"
He doesn't respond to me, so I start pounding him on the shoulder as hard as I can with my fist. "Why won't you LISTEN. He's back there in the car. Help him, please help him."
He doesn't say anything or even look at me. He just continues to carry me. He has a very somber look on his face. I think I might even be able to make out some tears forming in the corner of his eyes. He carries me to the back of an ambulance where they start to tend to me and ask me questions about how my legs feel. They close the back doors of the ambulance, and when they do I try to get up so I can run back to the car and see my dad. I have to see if he's okay. Why won't they help him or say anything about him? When I realize I can't get out of the ambulance under my own power, I do the only thing I can, I scream for my father while tears stream down my face.
"Dad!"
As the ambulance starts to drive away, I start to hear a distant voice calling my name, but it is garbled. It slowly becomes more clear, and I start to make it out over my labored crying.
"Emi? Hey, Emi are you okay?"
I open my eyes. I'm in my bedroom. I am apparently naked. My face is moist, and as my eyes adjust I see that I'm looking up at the face of my very concerned boyfriend who is hovering over me from the side of the bed. He has his hands on my shoulders. He was probably shaking me. He sees that he has managed to wake me up and looks relieved.
"You were screaming, crying, and thrashing around. It was a little scary. I guess you were having…that dream?"
"Y-yeah…sorry to wake you up like that."
"What are you sorry for? It isn't like you can help it."
Why is he so sweet?
"I knew about this dream, but I couldn't fully understand how intense it is. I probably still can't, but seeing how it affected you…I definitely have a better idea now. That seems so awful."
He lies back down in bed and pulls me close to him, hugging me tightly from behind. It makes me feel a lot better.
"Do you want to talk about it?"
Those used to be my least favorite words. I used to hate people trying to make me talk about this, to talk about anything personal. I have ended several relationships and friendships because people wouldn't stop asking me that question. But coming from him, it's different. It has been for a long time at this point, even before we became a couple. He understands my pain and grief.
"Well, it isn't anything you don't already know. Just that very vivid dream that feels like I'm reliving the worst day of my life. The dream is almost always the same. As you know, it mostly happens around the anniversary. But sometimes I'll randomly have the dream like I did tonight. Thanks for pulling me out of it."
I normally can't go back to sleep after I've had this nightmare. I just get up and go for a run to clear my head. But the way Hisao is holding me and how concerned and caring he is has me feeling very safe and drowsy. And loved. I think I can get back to sleep.
Before I drift off, I want to ask him something important.
"Hisao? I want to visit dad's grave tomorrow. It usually helps me the day after I have this dream. I'd like it if you could…um…Can you come with me?"
He kisses the nape of my neck softly. It makes me shiver a little bit.
"Of course. I'd be happy to."
"Okay, good. Goodnight again Hisao. I'm glad you were here. It makes it easier."
"Good, glad I could help. Goodnight, Emi."
—-
We get a little bit of a late start the next morning for obvious reasons, but before long we are in Hisao's car, heading towards Sendai.
"My mom still lives in Sendai, you know." He looks at me out of the corner of his eyes and I detect a little bit of anxiety in his expression, but it is quickly gone.
"Yeah you have mentioned that. I still can't believe she married the nurse from our time at Yamaku. I mean, I can, but well..you know what I mean."
"Don't worry Hisao, we aren't going to meet them today. I wouldn't hit you with that and visiting my father all at once. I don't even know if I could handle that."
He sighs in relief. "That's good. I do want to meet them, though. Or in the case of the nurse, re-meet him"
I giggle. "You can just call him Shohei, you know. Actually, he prefers Sho. It is funny hearing you call him 'nurse.'"
"That's all I never knew him as. Which is kind of crazy. He helped me and Saki a lot back in the day, and I somehow never knew his name. Honestly, it will be nice to thank him for that stuff, all these years later. He is a really good guy."
"Maybe we can go over to their place for dinner next weekend?" He nods in agreement. I'm glad he wants to meet them.
"So...you've probably already guessed at this, but I have never visited my dad's grave with anyone. Except for my mom and Sho, that is…"
He reaches his hand out and I take it. He squeezes my hand.
"I know this is really important and it means a lot that you wanted me to come. I'm just happy I can offer my support."
—-
I lead Hisao into the cemetery by the hand. It is a short walk before we arrive at my father's grave. I don't say anything to Hisao. Words aren't necessary. I turn around and give him a tight hug, before I walk a few steps and kneel in front of the grave.
I am not a very spiritual person. But sometimes I swear I can feel my dad's presence here. On the off chance I'm right about that, maybe this way he can meet Hisao. I want him to.
After giving me some time alone with my dad, Hisao approaches me, as if he's aware of my desire for them to meet.
"Do you mind if I…join you? I know I didn't know him, but I kind of feel like I do, through you. I want to pay him my respect."
I am truly touched by this, and feel myself start to tear up. I can't even talk. I wish my dad really could have known him. I think he would have liked him. I think he would be happy I finally found someone. I smile up at him and pat on the grass next to me, and he accepts my invitation. Hisao gets down on his knees and bows his head.
—-
We get back in the car and begin our drive back home. We sit in silence for awhile, but an important question comes to my mind, and it is related to a topic that has been nagging at me for a little while
"Do you..ever visit Saki's grave?"
I can see that my question makes him uncomfortable, but he tersely answers my question. "I do. Usually on the anniversary."
He's so different when he talks about her now. I have to say something about it.
"Maybe this isn't the best time to bring it up…but I have noticed since we started dating we don't talk about her as much as we used to. We used to talk about her all the time. And I…understand why we don't talk about it now…it is kind of different now. But just like remembering and honoring my dad is important to me, I know she is important to you. She should be. I want you to know that I…don't envision myself as somehow replacing her or something like that. She's always going to be in your heart, just like my dad is in mine. It isn't going to hurt my feelings if you talk about her. I want to be there and support you during those times just like you did for me last night and today. I don't want you to hold back on that just because I'm your girlfriend now, okay?"
He drives in silence for a little while, looking deep in thought.
"You're right Emi. I shouldn't hold those things back from you. But…I guess I'm still working on how to bring that back into our relationship, now that it's different. I need to work that out. I will get there, I promise. But just be patient with me." He gives me a cute smile "I know I ask that of you a lot."
I smile back at him. "As I think my actions have reflected, I can be quite patient with you Hisao." I giggle. "I have surprised myself a bit there, If I am being honest."