A/N: Brace yourselves.
That is all.
When it comes to Miki, I tolerate more than one could.
And it's not like Miki is dangerous or unhealthy for me to be around. In fact, our friendship is the strongest bond in my life.
And, yeah, things started rocky and at times, Miki almost drove me to insanity. I still wonder how I'm able to put up with her. Moments like that call for deep thoughts and as a result, I realize that the only reason my best friend gets away with so much shit is actually simple.
I let her.
Call me a push-over or a moron but my best friend has gotten away with more than just violence and verbal disputes. In fact, property damage is on the list as well. And what's worse is that I'm always in the crossfire. Whether it's an argument over a boy or just an accidental push that's turned into a catfight, to this day I can't figure out if its trouble that finds Miki or if it's Miki that finds trouble. Whatever the case, I'm the one that suffers the most.
Yet, I put up with it all because I love my best friend.
At one point, I was deeply in love with her. After all, she was the only person at the time that cared. When my parents argued, Miki was there. When my parents divorced, Miki was there. When my mother left, Miki was there. When I realized I was gay, Miki was there. And even when I tried to push her away, she was still there.
That's the thing about Miki. She was always THERE.
It's the best thing someone can do and by that I mean care. Or as Miki says, 'Give a shit'.
The day my parents' divorce was official, I shunned everyone out. At the time, I recently broke up with Oliver but while he was assumed to be the source of my problems, Miki took matters into her own hands to find out. I was very stubborn at first. I would make it throughout the week by avoiding everyone including Miki. Eventually, it pissed her off and as a result, she confronted me. I remember her words very clearly that day.
At first, I was scared. I never saw Miki so serious until that one moment. Her auburn eyes were fiery, eyebrows lowered with a sharp scowl. The usual carefree Miki Furukawa vanished before my eyes and despite the fear she penetrated in me, there was relief as well. For once, someone cared enough to ask instead of assuming like the asses they were. And Miki, well, she was different when it came to problems. She demanded the truth but gradually became soft with her words as I slowly broke down.
*Flashback*
"I'm fine."
"BULLSHIT! Don't lie to me. It's so obvious that something is wrong but how can I help you if you shut me out?! I give a shit, Miku! I'm your friend. I fucking care!"
That's all it took.
Tears began to blur my vision. I bit my lip in hopes to keep the sobs at bay. Miki was right about everything. Even a stranger could sense my detachment.
"I'm just sick of everyone thinking that Oliver is the reason I'm living in shit right now."
It was true but, of course, that wasn't enough for Miki. She wanted to know everything.
"It's more than that, Miku," she said, "I know that little shit isn't capable to bring you this much pain. He's not that important. What really is the problem, Miku?"
I held back a snicker through my brimming tears. Even in the process of breaking down, Miki could manage to make me laugh.
"I want to help," she adds, "Please let me because I can't fucking stand seeing you like this. Give me a chance, Miku."
I smiled pathetically. Miki's persistence always won me over.
"Okay."
I could sense relief wash over my best friend; almost as if the weight on her shoulders had been lifted. She straightened her back, smiling in the most gentle of ways. Then she wrapped her hand around mine.
"Let's talk. I'll ditch class just for you. Let's lay all the cards on the table," she said, "It might be hard to tell but I got shit too. So in exchange for yours, I'll let it out for you."
That was the first time Miki decided to open up completely to me. And despite my hesitation, I agreed on the same terms.
"No secrets, just the truth."
*End of flashback*
I told the truth but I didn't completely open up as we agreed. There was still one thing tearing at me and consuming my very soul. I knew Miki would understand but at the time it didn't feel right. I did tell her about my mom though. She visited me recently that year and it was difficult trying to warm up to her presence. She felt like a stranger rather than the woman that gave birth to me. And while I did appreciate that she was really trying, something didn't feel right. Maybe it was because she had a new family. Maybe it was because she was happier with them than she ever was with me and my father. Maybe it was because for once, she wasn't suffering over my father's narcissism and sexist behavior. Whatever it is, my mother was better off without us.
Yet even with that in the clear, I didn't feel any better. Miki knew that I had left out one crucial detail but she didn't push me for it. She understood that whatever it was, it needed time.
As for Miki, her confession did the absolute opposite of what she intended. Instead of bringing me comfort, I felt disgust. In fact, I became so angry that it took so much not to leave mid-way through her confession. It was pathetic for me to feel such a way when she was merely trying to be a better friend. After all, she agreed to completely open up to me yet instead, I was fighting off the urge to scream at her. My chest tightened, heartbeat increased by the second, stomach churned with overwhelming discomfort. To put it simple, she broke my heart.
Miki confessed she had lost her virginity. I already hated her ex-boyfriend but at that moment, I absolutely resented him. I wanted to hurt him, break him, and just completely annihilate his existence. It was a murderous intent coursing through me and despite the sickness I felt from it, I couldn't help but let it flow through me like air.
I figured it was human nature for me to think of such a way. After all, according to Thomas Hobbes, we are merely animals. Rules keep us civilized and human but when we let our negative emotions take over, we can succumb to the very mentality of a rabid wolf.
Eventually, the pain resided and I was back to my usual mental state. It didn't get better; if anything, I became depressed. And at that time, it was normal too. I couldn't help it though. I was entering a reality I feared. I was beginning to realize my attraction toward women meant so much more. And even with Oliver, I found myself craving the touch of a girl; particularly Miki. In fact, my feelings only worsened throughout middle school. By the end of 7th grade, I accepted I was gay but it didn't mean I was open to let anyone else know. In fact, it only made me more paranoid. I avoided eye contact with other girls. I was scared of involuntary lingering gazes on their bodies. Puberty was hell for me and middle school became a place I despised. It was filled with everything I was against from posers to bullies. No one knew who they were at the time yet everyone acted like they did. As for me, I didn't want to be anyone except myself. The only problem was that I was too scared to try.
To this day, I still am but with a little push here and there, I'm beginning to realize it truly does get better. For a while, I had a fear for the lesbian lifestyle. In fact, I still do. I hate labels as they equal control. I don't want people to identify me with a stereotype or expect anything. Unfortunately, judgement is a natural instinct so I live with it but when it comes down to it, I don't expect anything from anyone anyway.
One thing is for sure though.
I do expect Luka to reciprocate my feelings.
As drunk as I was, I was still conscious to understand the time and place. Yet, when she latched onto me that night, I felt her and only her. It was enough to confirm the building fire within her. She was so desperate and so passionate. I can still feel the aftermath of her aggressive nature. It was all invigorating. I can't imagine how it would feel if we were to commit the ultimate desire we both crave. To release at the same time, shuddering and whimpering from slick heat and passion. She assured she would make me scream soon. Those sultry words echo in my mind. She's ignited a force inside so dangerous, it's worsening by the day and rearing its head little by little at the sight of her. And a result, I've come to a solid conclusion.
I want sex with Luka Megurine.
I want things I've never experienced. I want to feel, want to taste and hear things. And in return, I want Luka to do the same. Although I'm sure she's been places I've never imagined coming to.
It's difficult to avoid such a wonder and as result, I've deeply dwelled into a prohibit state of mind. I can't imagine what Luka has done in the past. According to Lily, she seems more than experienced in the sexual sense. She wouldn't stray away from a new form of pleasure and that excites me. To feel her basking in every inch of my skin, every curve and dip and space available for her to make me come into oblivion, it would be more than new experiences. It would be a gateway to a realm of pure euphoria. Reality would strip from my mind and I would become consumed by a moment of pure ecstasy.
I like to think that I was close to it. After all, it seemed all Luka had to do was strip me of my underwear and smother her tongue into the dripping source of my unbearable heat. I was ready and willing. I was aching and demanding she take me then and there. Then the unthinkable yet possible occurred.
Lily Masuda interrupted.
I was so close in both ways. Close to Luka taking me and close to letting out all my pent-up desire since the first day I met her. And despite the continuous throb of my unsatisfied needs, fear washed over me. And to make matters worse, the unexpected unfolded before my eyes.
In a quick second, Lily hit the floor. Her unconscious dropped with a thud followed by Miki immediately reacting to the situation. Luka had knocked out the blonde with surprising force and as a result, my best friend snapped. She was drunk but still conscious enough to tell logic.
"Fucking bitch!" she slurred before stepping forward to the wincing beauty.
At the sound of my best friend's tone, I instantly increased our proximity in means to deescalate her behavior. Unfortunately, at that rate, it would be a mission to calm the redhead.
"Why chu' do that?!" she added, "What the FUCK, Luka!"
"She's better off unconscious. Otherwise, it would be me down there," Luka said, "And trust me, I wouldn't be blissfully sleeping as she is right now."
"Blissful?!" Miki roared, "You just fucking PUNCHED her! How in the hell is she sleeping blissful right now!?"
"She has a temper," Luka retorted, "Of course, you wouldn't know that would you?"
Even in the heat of a dire situation, Luka Megurine still has the audacity to act like a smartass. Despite that, it wasn't her antics that I was focused on. She certainly struck a nerve in my best friend and now Miki was ready to do the same as Lily did earlier. Only this time, I was sure she could get away with scratching Luka before trying to knock her out as well.
"I can't believe I follow you!"
Before the temptress could question the random and slurred remark, I took it upon myself to hold back my best friend.
"I even 'liked' that stupid photo of a tree you took!" Miki sneered, "Seriously! Who the fuck takes a picture of a fucking tree! It's a fucking tree!"
"Actually, it's not just a tree, it is a rare specimen called the 'Monkey Puzzle Tree'" Luka added, "I took a picture of it while vacationing in Chile."
"I don't fucking care if it was named 'Monkey Ass Tree!'"
At that point, I knew all Miki was going to do was spit random and unusual remarks. As for Luka, despite her seemingly calm demeanor, she didn't stray away from adding more smartass responses.
"Go back to your jolly London you crumpet eating hot pocket!"
"I'm from Cambridgeshire."
I couldn't take it anymore.
"Just shut up, Luka!" I snapped.
It was no time to joke. And as drunk as Miki was, the real fool was Luka for taunting her. She was my best friend and even if Lily did call for an act of self-defense, I came with them therefore I was leaving with them.
"And Miki, help me with Lily, NOW!"
With no hesitation, my best friend immediately came to my aid. Meanwhile, Luka silently watched us as we struggled to get the blonde off the floor.
"Times like this, I wish I was taller."
Suddenly, as if Miki's comment triggered pity, Luka approached our struggling situation with means to help.
"Here, let me," she softly spoke.
At first, Miki and I were both reluctant to let the beauty take matters into her own hands but given the certain circumstances, we allowed it. After all, Luka's height allowed for easy support.
"Alright, just don't punch her again."
Miki meant that but Luka couldn't help but snicker at the redhead's deadly tone. That type of response only called for Miki's continuing rant.
"I liked it better when we never met," she added, "Who knew you were such a bitch, Megurine."
"Who are you anyway?"
Miki shouldn't be surprised that Luka is unfamiliar with her. With a social status as high as her, I'm sure the beauty has loads of people following her online. It would be a miracle for her to remember everyone's name.
"Although, you do look familiar."
My best friend was drunk so of course she got butt-hurt. And to make matters worse, her distraction only caused Luka aggravation as she struggled to lead Lily out the room. The blonde would dangle half-way and Luka would have to stop every other second to adjust her over her shoulder. It was becoming even more of a nuisance with Miki ranting off with her usual random remarks. And as much as I liked seeing Luka annoyed, I should have shut my best friend up as she mentioned a rather embarrassing topic.
"I figured Miku had a thing for bitches but this is just ridiculous."
"Shhh Miki!"
"Then again, she likes that down and dirty aggressive mean type I suppose."
"MIKI!"
"I tell you, it's always the shy ones that like the freaky-deaky shit."
I had no choice but to slap my palm against my best friend's mouth. Meanwhile, a pleasant smile graced Luka's features and her eyes glinted with interest. She approved of everything Miki had said and while I was blushing furiously, it took a lot of effort not to wonder what my crush's thoughts were. I had an idea but I could not dare allow myself to dwell in them. After all, right now was not the time. We had to get Lily somewhere safe. Not to mention we had to find a ride which was going to be an even bigger mission.
As soon as we made it halfway down the stairs, the music's level continued its reverberating effect. I couldn't hear anything at that point so to be safe, I held on to my best friend's hand before entering the crowd. Suddenly, I felt soft contact wrap around my free one and realized Luka was holding my hand for the first time. She didn't react to the touch, in fact, she was stone-faced. She just simply pulled at me through the crowd without a glance. It was quite aggressive that I almost lost Miki through the process of squeezing in between people. In fact, it pissed me off. At the current hour, everyone was fucked up. There was an intense wave of heat surrounding us from the dancers. Their sweat and bodies contributed to the overbearing stench of alcohol and weed.
When we finally made it out of the house, a familiar voice hollered at Luka. She didn't respond right away but continued leading me and Miki toward Lily's truck. I was relieved to see her so focused on getting us out that I couldn't help but squeeze her hand. I felt her stiffen at this and in a quick motion, she pulled away from me. The action caught me off guard; I stumbled back and almost fell on Miki who, by now, was leaning onto my back with dragging feet.
"So fucking tired," she muttered before wrapping her hands around my neck.
Her breath was thick with the scent of alcohol and there was a little hint of substance I frowned upon. Yet, the one thing that really did get me unsettled was a vibrant red mark on the crook of her neck. In fact, her crop-top was inside-out and I almost shuddered from the evidence of a recent make-out session. Of course, I knew it was Lily who was at fault but before I could give her unconscious-body a disapproval look, I noticed Luka staring rather intently at me.
"Something wrong?" I asked.
My tone was straight-forward. At that point, I just wanted to go home. As for Luka, she seemed to share the same thought.
"Just tired…of this," she sighed before gently placing Lily in the passenger-side, "And I'm guessing she's your best friend?"
I knew she was referring to Miki who was miraculously sleeping and standing at the same time.
"Yeah, since kindergarten," I replied.
"Impressive."
Despite her gentle tone, I knew Luka had more questions to ask although I'm sure it had more to do than just Miki.
"So, you know how to drive this thing?" she asked.
"I'm not even legal to drive," I muttered.
Luka chuckled.
"I know," she quipped, "So I have no choice but to take the wheel."
I had a bad feeling Lily wouldn't be so fond of Luka driving her truck. After all, the two ended in such bad terms that just being near anything that belonged to them would strike undeniable tension.
"Are you sure? It's stick-shift."
"I know," Luka smirked, "Who you think taught Lily in the first place?"
She was revealing history and as interesting as it was, I felt discouraged at the reminder of how close Lily and Luka really were. To be honest, it's all a bit sad. They know so much about each other but they stay away for reputation purposes. So close yet so far, it's tragic to think.
"Luka!"
I instantly stiffen at the sound of Kaito's voice. He sounded angry and I had a feeling who to blame.
"I thought I told you not to bring any fucking guys!"
I almost gasped at the sight of his bruised eye. Yet, aside from that, I was more disturbed from his sudden tone toward my crush.
"The hell happen to you?" Luka snickered.
As if Luka's humorous tone was enough to set him off, Kaito snaps with a side to him I never thought I would see.
"Are you fucking kidding me?!" he shouted, "What do you think happen?!"
"Fell on your face?"
I really can't believe Luka likes poking at the wound. It's like she's thrilled to just mind-fuck anyone; especially those associated with me. And I thought Kaito and Luka were friends.
"Don't play smartass with me," Kaito growled.
Luka's smile remained and this only egged the jock to take a jab at her calm demeanor.
"The only reason I invited you was because Gakupo wanted to see you. Now I'm starting to see what he means about you."
"I'm sure he means a lot of things," Luka adds, "Don't hurt yourself trying to figure it out."
"God damn, and I thought Meiko was the fucking queen of Bitchtopia," he sneered.
"And you dated her still," Luka shrugged, "I don't know why you guys complain when it's obvious you enjoy it."
Coincidentally enough, I notice Luka's friends, including a vomiting Meiko, sluggishly approach us. Avanna was the only seemingly sober one as she could tell the thick tension surrounding us. As for the rest of the girls, they were too busy snickering and leaning on each other for support.
"Hey, Luka, we're gonna…um…you guys okay?"
None of the two answer. Instead, a hardcore death-staring match had ensued. And while Kaito was vivid, Luka simply continued smiling at him.
"You're crazy," he muttered before heading back to his house. He completely ignored anyone that approached him, including Meiko who began to have a random outburst at the sight of him.
"You are such an ass!" the brunette hollered, "You're always leaving me!"
"Yeah, Kaito!" one of his friends shouted from the inside of a passing car.
"Shut up, Al!"
Despite the recent unsettling vibe Kaito produced among us, Luka seemed unaffected. Avanna on the other hand, certainly cared.
"Shit, I almost had a heart-attack, you have no idea how pissed he was," she said, "It's like his week was completely shat on and just when you think it's gonna flush…the toilet clogs."
I had no idea how to comment on that although Luka couldn't help but laugh.
"Toilet? What?"
"It's a metaphor," Avanna deadpanned.
"Did you just come up with it?"
"That doesn't matter! We're leaving already so let's go."
Before the brunette could reach out for Luka's hand, the beauty stepped back.
"Can't," she said, "Change of plans, gotta make sure the kids are alright."
Luka nodded toward me and Miki in a rather bored fashion. Of course, to Avanna, she didn't have any idea regarding the recent situation. If anything, the childish one was Luka considering how she was playing pretend. And while Lily was passed out in her truck, Miki was at the verge of collapsing from increasing tiredness. I was beginning to feel the aftereffects of being buzzed. I thought I was simply drunk but after seeing Lily get knocked out, the stupor seemed to have snapped out of me. All that I was really feeling at the moment was anticipation. What for? I wasn't too sure but it had to do with Luka. Just being near here was stimulating enough that I couldn't help but let my eyes wander. I didn't even care that Avanna was in front of me too.
"Uh, Miku?"
"Boobies."
Shit.
"I-I mean-uh-um…nipples-no, wait! ARG!"
Luckily for me, Avanna and Luka passed my weirdness as humor. It was nice to see them laugh rather than take the moment as utter awkwardness. In fact, it seemed Avanna had empathy for my current obsession.
"Glorious, aren't they?" she snickered, "Luka's mummajugs."
"You really need to stop making up your own phrases, Avanna," the beauty quipped.
"Please, one of these days, it shall be as official as yolo," the brunette said, "You should check out what I contributed to urban dictionary, 5,000 thumbs up on my latest word Cock-
"I get it, bye Avanna."
I admit I was more than interested with the brunette's clever creativity. Even it was consisted of dirty words, I would have liked to hear about it. Unfortunately, Luka was quick to cut Avanna off.
"Drive safe," the brunette snickered, "Text me when you get home."
Luka nodded before proceeding to the driver-side of Lily's truck. I immediately followed, carrying Miki along my side. She was half-asleep, mumbling along as I struggled to lead her in. Eventually, her feet failed her and I almost tripped over. Luka was quick to aid me, an action that I greatly appreciated as we adjusted the two passed out girls on the passenger side. I knew we were going to be packed at the front as the truck only held room for three people. I gulped at the thought but Luka seemed very calm with the situation. In fact, even when she was driving and taking my directions, she was able to steer the truck perfectly fine. She would frequently have to reach out for the clutch, brushing me every now and then. I didn't want to think much of it despite the sparks. Any contact from Luka seemed dangerous, even if it was accidental. Even so, I couldn't help the rising heat within me. Although, I was sure that it was due to the massive body heat radiating from Lily and Miki beside me. They were sound asleep although Lily kept whimpering.
"So, um, a-hem," Luka coughed, "I notice you live pretty close to school."
I knew the beauty was only making small talk to drown out Lily's mumbling. After all, it was awkward when we caught Luka's name slip from the blonde's mouth.
"Yeah…" I replied, "I just transferred."
"Oh really?" Luka added, "How long ago?"
"Um, like a week ago, I guess."
"Oh, well, that explains why I never saw you last semester."
"I guess, although, I'm sure you wouldn't have notice me anyway," I snickered.
"Not true," she smiled, "I noticed you right away on the first day."
"Yeah, because you were about to crash into me."
"Is that was you think?"
Suddenly, I felt a soft and gentle touch creep under my skirt and caress my thigh. I immediately panicked as a result, grabbing Luka's hand before checking on Lily's state. To my relief, she was still passed out.
"STOP," I firmly stated.
The beauty didn't respond. In fact, afterwards, all that was between us was Lily and Miki's calm breathing and the soft music playing on the radio.
'Earned it' by The Weeknd.
I allowed myself to dwell in the lyrics in hopes of distracting myself but it was to no avail.
'But we felt the rush,'
"It made us believe it was only us'
'Convinced we were broken inside, inside'
I sighed.
Even the song was taunting me with reminders of our scandalous actions. And with Lily in her current state, the guilt only worsened. I didn't mean for anyone to get hurt; let alone punched in the face.
Usually, the sight of my home does not bring much comfort. Yet, any other place would be better as long as I'm not enduring painful silence. As soon as the truck came to a stop, I let out a long sigh of relief. All that was left was to get Lily and Miki to a quiet and humble home and the Furukawa residence was the perfect choice. Luckily for me, Miki's little sister was always on guard every weekend night. Iroha Furukawa…or should I say Iroha Nekomura as she preferred, had a deal with her big sister. As long as she kept Miki from receiving long lectures and punishments, the redhead wouldn't rat out Iroha's secret cats. Even so, their parents would eventually find out and it became a cycle. Miki kept breaking rules and Iroha kept saving abandoned kittens off the street.
"My best friend's house is just two houses away from mine," I said to Luka, "Just follow my lead."
The beauty simply obliged. She was quiet since I prevented her from going any further in the truck. My thigh still burned from the touch, body still vibrating from her spontaneous actions. I didn't allow her to notice but somehow I knew she sensed that I was fighting off her infectious effects on me.
As Luka had Lily, I had Miki. The redhead was not much trouble, as for Lily, she was causing Luka a lot of strain. The beauty had no problem supporting the blonde; it was just that Lily was unconsciously groping her. Fortunately for Luka, she wouldn't have to endure the discomfort any longer as we made it fairly quickly to Miki's front door. I was praying her sister wouldn't act up as she usually does when Miki disturbs her sleep. Yet, judging from her irritated voice on the phone, she was certainly going to let someone get it. In fact, we could hear Iroha cursing before unlocking the door.
"Fucking bullshit," she muttered.
Despite the addition of Luka and Lily, Iroha simply disregarded them with a tired grunt. As soon as we entered the house, she closed and locked the door before heading back to her room. The atmosphere was quite dark but I managed to lead Luka upstairs without much trouble. After all, I was used to the situation.
"Miki has a big bed, enough for Lily to squeeze by," I whispered.
"Are you staying the night here?" Luka asked.
As much as I would prefer sleeping over at Miki's, I wouldn't want to risk being in the same room as Lily and my best friend. God knows what I would see first thing in the morning.
"Besides, my dad would get suspicious," I added.
"Daddy's little girl?" Luka snickered.
"Pfft, hardly," I quipped.
After entering Miki's room, I took the time to adjust my best friend's state. I removed her clothes, except her bra and underwear of course, before tucking her into bed. As for Lily, Luka practically just threw her onto the bed with much thought. I scowled at her before setting the blonde in a comfortable position.
"Alright, mommy," Luka whispered, "Anytime now."
I snorted.
"So does that make you daddy?"
The words just slipped from my mouth, eyes widened at the sudden boldness on my part. I desperately tried to pull it off as a joke but Luka had other plans.
"Looks like it," she whispered before stepping closer.
Even in the dimly lit room I could make out Luka's suggestive smirk. Yet, due to my lack of response, she eventually dropped the act. I admit I was at ease but a bit disappointed as well. This only added to the guilt I felt over Lily's state.
"Are you okay?"
I nodded although internally, I was feeling sick to my stomach.
"I'm just tired," I responded.
It was true. Sleep would definitely ease my mind. I was becoming drowsier by the minute that Luka had to help me walk to my house. I greatly appreciated her assistance although I did constantly worry she would sneak a feel. To my relief, she didn't and I believed she was in chivalry mode at that point. In fact, she offered to carry me but the idea embarrassed me. No way would I be caught in the open like that, even if it was 3 a.m. and the neighborhood was totally empty, I couldn't risk it.
Despite Luka's worry over me, I felt that it was me that should have been concerned. She did the favor of taking us home although she did owe us anyway. Even so, I couldn't let her go without offering her a break.
"Do you wanna sleep over at my place?"
Not only was I immensely tired, I was also horny and buzzed. It was far riskier than anything I've done yet I was waiting for the opportunity like a hopeful puppy.
"I can get a ride," Luka said, "The girls are still out, none of them really come home until 6 a.m. during these nights."
I could have just let that be. It was a safer route than allowing her in my bedroom. My father wasn't home but one thing was egging me to convince her.
I didn't want to be alone.
"Are you sure?" I asked.
She bit her lip, a look of deep thought as she thought it over. I knew she wanted to say yes and I was surprised she didn't jump at the opportunity.
"No one's home," I added.
Her eyes suddenly lit; a sight that was quick to disappear within a second.
"Okay," Luka finally replied.
She spoke it softly yet careful enough to ensure she would stay. And while I began to throb with a hot and heavy vision, my nerves came into action. I struggled to get the door open, praying dearly that Luka wouldn't notice how anxious I was to have her to myself. There would be no disruptions or risks. For once, we could finish what we started.
The second the door clicked open, I reached for the beauty. It was all so quiet and fast, yet my heartbeat made me think otherwise. My eardrums were filled with the sound of the frantic beating within me. A fire was burning, heat coursing through me, ready to set my body aflame. I knew the second we entered my room it would all begin.
And it did.
As soon as I closed the door, we didn't waste time. Our mouths locked, teeth clashed and our tongues battled. Hands clutched onto her taller form with need and desperation. Nails dug into her sides. I yelped the second my back met impact. Despite the pain, I ached for her aggressive nature. She sensed it, lifting me up before she continued to ravish me. All my senses focused solely on her. Her moans, her taste, her smell, her touch, her sight; everything about her was driving me insane.
"Luka," I gasped.
She responded with nips and kisses. My back arched off the wall, moans ripping through me as she viciously sucked onto my neck. Deep bites followed and I was screaming by then, basking in the pain and pleasure she was inflicting so gloriously upon me. A snap caught me off guard, a result from my torn shirt. Luka wasted no time, popping my bra open before sliding it off my body. The clothing fell to the floor and hands joined with her rough ministrations. One of my breasts met her hot and moist mouth, the other, tortured by her nimble and tweaking fingers. My hands held her head, nails dug into her scalp and tresses as I yearned for more. The size of my breasts allowed for a mouthful and a handful, sensitivity increasing as I felt her tongue brush against my nipple. Suddenly, a hard bite followed and I let out a strained moan. My hips twitched as the continuous throbbing of my core became slick with heat.
"Luka," I pleaded with grinding hips.
She snickered before pulling back, resuming our lip-locking as she lead us to my bed. My back met the mattress, legs opening with need as Luka began to undress. Toned and slim, inches of sun-kissed skin revealed before me. She took her time, carefully slipping her pencil-skirt with consideration to the expensive material. Long, lean legs finally came into view, the smooth skin emitting a moan from me as they brushed against my own. Her stockings remained as mine did as well. She hovered over me, lifting one of my legs as she adjusted herself into the space between them. She smiled before looking down, observing the slick heat evident through my drenched panties.
Never have I ever seen a scene so sexy in my life. Luka bent to my core, kissing my inner thighs, hands cupping my rear with soft and gentle caresses. The addition of her stockings only added to the intense heat pooling between my legs. Her mouth ghosted over my core, tongue teasing the depths of my pulsing mound. I moaned and whimpered, aching and clenching with utmost frustration.
"Luka, please…"
To no surprised, I succumbed to begging.
"What baby?" she playfully whispered against my core.
She was grinning, a sight that added to my frustration. She looked so sinfully sexy, so dangerous and ready.
"Eat me out," I whimpered, "Please."
My hips were involuntarily grinding for her, the same desperation in my voice evident with in their constant movement.
"Okay, baby," she seductively whispered before ridding of my panties, "I'll eat your sweet pussy."
"Oh, FUCK!"
I almost came from her vulgar words. Who knew I found dirty talk so exhilarating.
"Fuck, Luka, yes," I moaned before opening further for her.
"Your delicious clit," she whimpered, "Your juices sticking to my mouth. My tongue deep, deep inside you, you want that, baby?"
I wanted that and more. My god, it was driving me insane.
"Yes, Luka!" I moaned.
I was realizing more and more with her. And the best part was that she hadn't even begun. My god, I knew I was in for a real mind-blowing experience.
At the feeling of her breath grazing my bare core, I braced myself for a sensation of enormous pleasure. I bit my lip, continuously grinding my hips as a sign of my desperation for her tongue. Any second and I were to experience what I've been fantasizing since I met the goddess before me. Suddenly, a familiar feeling crept within me, twisting my gut as I watched Luka sensually kiss below my naval and down the path to my aching core.
Guilt.
I jumped up, breathing labored from all the recent actions between me and Luka. Yet, it wasn't the pleasure that was causing me to lose my mind. It was a painful reminder that was suddenly tearing at my insides.
Luka tried to calm me down, shushing me and insisting I lie down and enjoy her as I originally wanted. I couldn't though.
Lily was on my fucking mind and she was gnawing at me like a painful headache.
"I can't do this," I harshly whispered.
"You're just nervous," Luka whispered back, "I promise you'll love it."
Before she could resume, I pulled her back to me and locked our lips.
"I can't do this," I whimpered between pants, "Please, no."
Her eyes remained open throughout my desperate pleas and kisses. And despite the passion within them, Luka was unmoved.
"And why not?" she asked.
I shook my head, unsure if I revealing my guilt would do any good. After all, it seemed Luka was irritated over my sudden reluctance. It could only get worse; especially if Lily's name was added to the mix. So with that in mind, I had to think of a reason Luka would understand.
"I'm a virgin," I said.
Luka sighed.
"I thought we already went over-
"No, it's not just that," I rushed to add, "Everything, everything you do, everything you did, I never felt it before."
Despite her hesitation, Luka was more than intrigued to listen to my sudden confession.
"I've never really had an orgasm until you. I've never kissed someone the way I do with you."
It was all true. My last relationship hardly counted and even if we did make-out, it was always awkward and messy. In fact, it was hard to even try when all I could think about was how soft a woman's lip was compared to his.
"I've never felt anything like this before," I added, "until you."
Silence was inevitable after that. Luka proved just how painful it was to endure the expectancy of it all. From her lingering gaze to my averting eye contact, I was beginning to regret my words.
"You shouldn't have told me that."
Something snapped in Luka, something that I couldn't control. Even through my protests, she wouldn't stop nor slow down. And the worse part was that it was all too good to deny. My cries turned into moans, hands pushing began to pull her further in. I was in the midst of everything I imagined and Luka wouldn't let me rest until she delivered release.
The instant her tongue sunk into my slick heat, I came. She moaned, holding me tighter as she continued to suck and lick at my pulsing flesh. Waves of ecstasy followed, a great powerful quake trembling within as I felt myself on the edge again. Luka's hands were at work, one caressing my throbbing clit with gentle and soft touches. The other, digging into the flesh of my rear as I felt myself closer and closer with rising heat. I felt almost ready to burst. My body was becoming consumed by the very desire and hunger Luka was so entranced with. My hands clenched at the bed sheets, knuckles whitening as I felt the growing pleasure deepening inside me.
"L-Luka!"
I was so close. So very close and I knew it would be too much for me to take.
Arms trembled, hips shook with a violent twitch, and I squeezed my eyes shut. Pain fused with pleasure as Luka's nails dug deeply into my hips. Her vice-grip was a mere sign of her obsessive and aggressive nature. It was a factor that drove me wild as she continued to suck me into oblivion.
Lewd noises filled my room consisting of my constant cries and wet, smacking noises from Luka's ministrations.
"Such a sweet," Luka moaned before tracing my folds with her tongue, "Such a sweet…tight…."
I couldn't bear hearing her say it but I couldn't deny the thrill of her finishing that sentence.
"Such a sweet, tight, succulent pussy."
Hot flashes in the dark, back arching as Luka sunk deeper into the fluttering walls of my core. Her tongue stayed inside me through it all, prolonging my first massive orgasm as I continued to twitch and writhe from the effects of it all. I screamed her name. The sound sure to echo in my home and throughout my neighborhood. I was more than wet from sweat and cum, I was completely exhausted. And as a result, I blacked out.
I couldn't deny the euphoria that consumed that night nor the thrill of my newfound interests in the bedroom. During my slumber, a painful reminder occurred in my dream. I saw Lily looking over me with pain and anger clear in her steel-blue eyes.
'Because I know you're not that stupid.'
The words repeated in my head, a mantra that continued in my dream until I woke up the very next morning. Lily was the first person I thought about before panicking from a confirmation.
Last night was more than just sex. It was the beginning of something dangerous and regretful.
I quickly sat up, searching for any sign that maybe just maybe, I hallucinated last night. Luka was never there, I was just hopped up on some shit I didn't even notice I took during Kaito's party. I must have had a frenzy session of masturbation. Yeah, that could be, although the pain in my neck and burning red marks on my body made me think otherwise. In fact, they were too real, too raw and personal for me to deny.
Bite-marks, deep scratches, and bruises, there was no way I could give myself such treatment. And with that in mind, I sprang out of mind, hyperventilating as I felt a familiar dry residue between my legs.
"SHIT," I cursed.
Suddenly, a familiar voice hollered form outside my bedroom.
"Miku!"
My father was home.
I hurried to the best half-ass job of tidying my room. I opened the window, almost gagging at the instant whiff of fresh air. There was no sign of Luka, no physical indication of her presence. The only evidence was her familiar perfume lingering in my room.
"MIKU!"
"Yeah! Coming!"
'Seems like you did enough of that last night.'
Shit.
Lily's voice.
I feel like the biggest sack of shit right now. I'm on the verge of a near panic attack. I can't take it.
Suddenly, the door opens and I freeze on the spot. That moment, I knew I was done for. My dad was very familiar with one-night stands. For once, his experiences would actually pinpoint something in my life.
"Dad! Wait!"
"What's taking you so long?"
It was Luka and as relieved as I was, I couldn't help the awkward silence.
"Miku?"
"What are you doing here?"
How dense was I. She probably ran into my dad before trying to sneak out.
She snickered, turquoise eyes lingering on my form before responding.
"You expected me to just go out the window?" she quipped, "I use the door, Miku."
"And my dad caught you, didn't he?"
"Actually, I caught him."
I did a double-take.
"With some woman named Stacy," Luka elaborated, "She kept giving me dirty looks although I couldn't blame her, your dad's kind of a flirt."
"He's a pig," I sneered, "And of course he would flirt with you…it's disturbing."
"I let him know I'm 17," Luka snickered, "although, I should have added that I'm shagging his daughter as well."
It sounds more painful coming out of Luka. She screwed me and, once again, I was all to blame.
"Can you leave me alone?" I snapped.
"You're not much of a morning person, are you?"
Fuck. Fuck her sexy sultry exotic voice and those curves taunting me with the memories of last night.
"NO, now LEAVE."
"I would but it would be rude to do so," Luka adds, "You see, your dad invited me for breakfast."
Oh god. Here comes his tactics.
"You are aware he's just trying to impress you, right?"
"I noticed although…"
She steps closer to me.
"He should know I'm used to sushi in the morning."
She smiles, and as sweet as it may seem, it's dirty and radiating with suggestive ideas. To my relief, it's the last thing she does before winking and exiting my room. I swear I thought she was going to take me then and there.
The faster I got ready, the shorter the conversation between Luka and my dad would be. He knew he couldn't do much with me around so with that in mind, I rushed to get myself to the scene. I was going to cock-block my dad…despite the assurance that there was really nothing to block anyway in the first place.
I cringed at the sound of Luka's laughter. I knew he believed he was getting points but little did he know she was far from interested.
"What's going on here?" I grunted before sitting at the kitchen counter. Of course, Luka had her plate of food while my dad continued to try wooing her with his "master cooking". I had to serve myself which didn't bother me much.
"Oh, Miku, finally awake?" my dad quipped, "She gets that from her mother by the way."
Oh god, here we go.
"No, dad," I added, "I just happen to be really tired."
"From what?" he laughs, "You usually go to bed really early, honey."
"No, she had a rather…long night, Mr. Hatsune."
She said it so suggestively yet her carefree smile reinforced her tone. Of course, my father was oblivious. As for me, I was struggling with downing my drink at the moment.
"Miku, c'mon, manners," he said, "You could learn a lot from Luka. Such a classy woman I must say."
"Hardly," Luka laughed.
"Oh c'mon, your posture, your gorgeous looks, sushi for breakfast?"
"What I eat doesn't define me, Mr. Hatsune, I just happen to enjoy negitoro from time to time in the morning."
"Oh, god!" I groan.
"Miku, shush!"
Luka snickers at my dad's sudden irritated tone.
"Isn't there some Saturday Morning cartoons you could watch right now?"
"Dad, I'm 15."
"So? You still like that anime stuff right? What's one of the titles I know of…Oh! 'Cory in the House' is it?"
Suddenly, Luka starts laughing and my dad's eye light up with a sense of accomplishment.
"Dad, that isn't a…ugh…never mind."
"I'm sorry," Luka snickers.
"No, please go on, I love it when I make a woman laugh."
I groan once more, a sound close to resembling one of pain. I shouldn't worry in the first place anyway. The only Hatsune Luka will ever be interested in is me. Last night definitely cleared that up. I just wish I had the balls to throw it in my dad's face.
"I tried negitoro once, it was quite delish."
Liar.
He spit it out the second he put it in his mouth.
"It's my favorite sushi," Luka said.
"You know, there's been a lot of a mercury cases with tuna nowadays," I suddenly added, "You should probably limit your take on sushi, considering how it could be poisonous."
I just had to say it. It would definitely stump my dad as he usually knows little of modern problems other than the ones occurring at the stock markets and in his pants.
"I heard about that," Luka said, "It will be hard to stay away though, I can't help but add tuna and leeks whenever I get the chance."
"Y'know, Miku loves leeks," my dad added, "I don't see why. She probably got that from her mother too."
"Dammit, dad!" I snapped.
I know it's rude to have an outburst in front of company, even it is Luka, but with the constant reminders of my mother, I couldn't take it anymore. It was all adding up and I just had to leave the scene before saying anything I would regret.
As soon as I entered my room, I sought out a pillow to muffle my screams. The soft material did little to ease my frustration but it did calm my need to rage against my father's tendencies. Times like this I'm glad I crashed his Dodge Viper. Suddenly, the door opened and I braced myself for my father's usual scolding.
"Are you okay?"
Oh god, Luka. I should have expected her to come chasing after me. Seems like her good-girl antics are in action again. Only problem is I don't know whether to believe it or not.
"I'm just tired," I muttered.
The lock of my door clicked and I instantly turned to see Luka leaning against the door.
"I figured," she said, "You should rest."
"Um, my dad doesn't like it when I lock the door," I pathetically mumbled.
It was just a line, a cover-up to hide the uncertainty of Luka having me all to herself. I always got into arguments with my dad regarding my privacy. He was used to it by now.
"Well, I can't risk it," she softly stated before stepping closer.
She kissed me, lips caressing and connecting with mine in a gentle motion. I was more than surprised by her sudden change. Usually, she's so aggressive and I admit it was nice to feel her display such affection.
"Feel better?" she whispered.
I nodded all the while, shuddering from her soft and gentle caresses against my skin. Her hands cupped my face, lips continued to softly graze mine. It was a blissful moment but, of course, I knew it was too good to last any longer.
"MIKU!"
We both jumped, lips immediately detached as a result.
"One of your friends is here!"
Oh god, please be Miki.
Please be Miki.
Please be Miki.
Please, I pray no one else but Miki.
"I didn't know you had such a gorgeous blonde friend!"
SHIT!
Oh my word! And who might that be?! HMMMMMMM I wonder what's for dinner?! I don't know where I'm getting at right now lol OH wait I do. It might and it might not be. That's all I can offer at the moment muahaha...oh and more down and dirty Luka to come ;D lol Until next time :D