A/N: It's Ellucaaa b-day today as I read in the latest review so I just had to do this today.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ELLUCAAA! ;D lol

Btw, heads up, 90% of this is just total smut :D

Carry on :D

It's funny.

You get what you always wanted yet you don't know what to do with it anymore.

Luka opened up and all I could really offer is to listen. I learned to never say sorry to her. Out of habit, it slipped and she would just smile and shake her head.

"No, you're not."

She had a point. What was I to apologize for? Pity? Sorrow? I never did like that myself.

"I heard enough of that as a kid. I just remember being utterly confused when I heard it. It did nothing good."

She says it so calm yet so tired, almost as if she's been down this road. Then she proves me wrong.

"I'll be honest, I never tell anyone this. It's just…when I think about it, it all hits me at once. Sort of cliché, but it can't be farther from the truth, I believe."

I take her words, every single one with great care. I don't say anything. Luka hinted that all she wants me to do is just be here; just my presence and nothing more.

"You know?"

She finally turns to me, smiling in her usual mysterious aura. It's all so eerie how she can go back so easily, behind that damn shroud I'm struggling to pull her out of. I may know something deep and personal now, but in the end, I can't help but worry it will be the last of it.

It reminds me of some old friends. Part of the reason why I gained so must distrust over the years isn't solely due to my parent's divorce. I've had other friends beside Miki. The difference is that that she always stood beside me while others simply walked away. And those 'others', well, let's just say it's a shame how you know something so personal about someone, something they confided in you and the next thing you know, you're strangers on the opposite side of the room. I'm glad I left Crypton after all. If it weren't for my sudden transfer to Vokal Lloyd, I wouldn't be here in Luka's room.

I wouldn't have met Lily or Rin or Avanna. I wouldn't have shared such intense and heated moments with Luka Megurine.

"Yeah, I've been there," I sigh, "It's not nice to just…bat everything away."

Luka hums in approval, a tender moment ensuing as she rests her head on my shoulder. I jump in response, flushing from the sudden contact.

"Relax, Miku," Luka laughs.

She eases me with a kiss. Slow and steady it starts until I sense a familiar vibe erupting in Luka. Her breathing quickens and she bites her lip before resuming her delicate kisses. From my neck to my collar, she savors the bareness of my torso, enjoying the warmth of my body and the whimpers slipping from my lips.

"Luka…"

Our lips reattach; soft moans and delicate caresses between us. The tender moment lasts far more than I expected. From her whimpers to her savoring touches upon my body, it's all warm and endearing that I can't help but latch onto her. I moan into it all. Her full lips, her tight and firm body, her lovely voice, I never get enough.

"Miku…" she whispers.

I open my eyes, only to be met with her beautiful turquoise orbs. Suddenly, I notice a familiar glint appear, and Luka smiles before her eyes dart past me.

I'm not entirely sure what she's asking, as she is simply staring at the wall behind me. It's then that I remember half of Luka's bedroom is surrounded in mirrors. I didn't understand it at first. I figure she just likes to look at herself before and after bed…just like any other normal girl.

But Luka is beyond that.

I've known this yet I'm struggling to comply with her sudden yet sensual request. Turns out those mirrors have far more reasons for being there than just checking complexions.

She nips at my ear, hot breath sending shivers down my spine.

"Have you ever watched yourself come?"

I gulp, body immensely flush as it dawns to me. All the while, Luka proceeds to remove herself off the bed, offering her hand as she waits for me to comply. She knows I will, I'm just too nervous to even move right now.

"Come, baby…"

"L-Luka…I don't…"

She gently places her finger against my lips and ushers me to follow her lead. My body moves on its own accord, flushed yet reluctant to oblige with Luka's dirty suggestions. Luka's power is once again in motion and I find myself in yet another fantasy of hers coming to life.

My stiffness is active, body struggling to take order from Luka. She has great patience with me though, gently caressing my sides, kissing me deeply before whispering sweet words. Little by little, I begin to relax and before I know it, I almost pass out from the sight of it.

Sitting beside the bed, my legs spread just before the mirror, Luka once again has gotten her way. She basks in my flushed and pleading state, pressed hard against me.

"See, baby," she giggles, "Not so hard, was it? I promise you'll love it."

I'm blushing like mad, all the while I watch her salivate on her own digits. Wet fingers meet my core, smothering in heat before dwelling deep inside of me. My hips jolt, a familiar fire raging in the pit of my belly, all the while, Luka's fingers pump in and out, my core tightening and caressing her digits.

I struggle to watch. My eyes tear from the sight, my face burrowing into the crook of Luka's neck as she continues her vigorous ministrations. This action becomes too frequent and as a result, Luka pulls back. It's a punishment, one that I can't help but moan in protest.

"N-no!"

It rips out of me. The need for her fingers, her touch, the continuation of such bliss. She smiles with a few words before finally answering my pleas.

"I want to you watch, Miku," she whispers so hotly into my ear, "Watch yourself come."

I squeeze my eyes one more time before obliging. And the second they open, I finally see myself.

Eyes glistening, breasts small and pert, hips swaying with the rhythm of Luka's fingers, body writhing flushed against hers, it's all so invigorating yet shameless to take in. In fact, compared to Luka, I look so small, so vulnerable, and SO dirty.

I shriek, the sudden feeling of teeth digging into my neck. Luka nips and sucks at my pulse, all the while, pumping her fingers inside me, palm rubbing at my swollen clit. I'm under a spell. Luka has me wrapped around her finger. I continue to writhe under her possession.

"Luka!"

I can feel my orgasm, a most vicious one fluttering my walls. Suddenly, just when I can't handle much of the scene reflected before me, Luka halts the movements of her fingers. Before I can whimper in disapproval, she spreads my lips.

I see me.

All of me.

I nearly come from such cruelty. Luka giggles, her other hand resuming the pleasure against my clit. The ferocious friction accompanied with a newfound sight. I admit I've never looked that hard at myself. It's a shame really. It took Luka for me to finally see one of my most raw states. And with such an overwhelming thought, I shriek.

It's amazing. Really, it is. As soon as I cum, Luka allows me to watch my clit so sensually engorge. My walls flutter so tremendously, like waves in the ocean, caressing and washing over me with pure bliss. I moan at the sight, out a breath, and so hazy from it all.

"Look, baby," Luka whispers, "Look at how beautiful your pussy is…"

My hips twitch as she pulls back slowly. One hand suddenly, pumping within me, the other trailing across my chest and past my neck. She settles it on my lips, a wet and musky scent filling my senses. I comply with her request. I yelp and writhe so desperately as I feel the fire build within me all the while, my voice drowns from the intrusion of her wet digits. I taste myself, I see myself, I feel myself…all at once+, Luka makes it all possible to experience such incredible ecstasy.

"Nng! Lu-Lukanng!"

Luka's tempo increases and the sounds become louder. Wet friction, my straining moans, Luka's hot and heavy breaths, it's all a matter of time.

"Watch your pussy come, baby," Luka whispers between breaths, "Your sweet, beautiful pussy."

The vulgarity of it all, from her words to the current actions pumping and spewing juices within my core, my body suddenly becomes stiff.

I scream.

Hot wet liquid gushes out of me. My body can't stop shaking, my eyes nearly roll back, all the while, I can feel my walls caressing and tightening around Luka's fingers; a sensation she moans to.

"Oh, fuck YES…Miku…oh, baby…."

I sink deeper into Luka's neck, holding her so dearly, trembling with the aftermath of such an intense experience. All the while, she continues to whisper sweet nothings.

"You liked that?"

I twitch and struggle to catch my breath. One hands remains inside me, still and warm, the other, wandering my body, pinching and scratching at my flesh.

'Well?"

I nod, a sudden harsh pain encouraging me to answer so graciously. She bites my shoulder, twisting her wet fingers deeper into me. I shriek as a result, Luka laughs.

"You're so wet, baby."

To further prove it, she stirs inside me, fingers slipping with ease. Luka moans from my warmth, hooking and brushing deep inside as I struggle to keep my hips still. I twitch and moan, ultimately sliding down to her hips, arm hooking over her as she begins a rhythm.

Another round, another series of cries and trembling bodies, she brings me to the edge so easily. I grasp at her, moaning deeply as I feel fire raging within my belly.

I'm so close when I notice. Luka hovering over me, adjusting her position as she lowers her body to lick and suck at my clit. I come then and there, twitching as I grasp at her bottom above me. She's wearing underwear, the barrier damp, soiled as a result from our current passion. The sight tempts me, a beast within me clawing its way out as I struggle to contain my excitement for such an opportunity. This is the closest I've been to Luka's core, her wet and sacred spot. The heat nearly drives me insane. And as a result, I claw at her pert bottom, grasping and pulling her closer to my trembling lips.

One lick, one swift wet brush against her and I hear her most raw and beautiful cry yet.

"Miku!" she gasps.

Sweet and short it is. I miss it as soon as it's gone.

Luka pulls back and I curse from her sudden reluctance.

"Fuck, Luka!"

I'm desperate at this point.

"It's only fair!"

It's immature and maybe untimely for now, but I can't help it. I want to make her come. I want to do the things she did to me. Harder, faster, deeper, fuck, I HAVE TO.

She walks away and shrugs off my disappointment.

"Sorry," she simply states.

My mouth drops.

"I needed a better angle," she adds, "I at least got you off, right?"

I'm devastated, pissed; overall, I'm struggling to accept this. She can't just do that to me…can she?

"But Luka," I whine, "I want to…"

She smiles and walks over to me. An attempt to kiss to me fails as I pout and dodge her lips.

"Don't be like that…" she whispers, "Just not now…"

I continue to sulk. Luka takes it upon herself to make me feel a least a LITTLE better.

As soon as I feel it, I gasp. I feel her raw core, my hand twitching as she pulls me into her underwear.

"This is what you want?" she whimpers.

My fingers meet her moist and soft lips. I moan from the burning touch, aching to take her then and there.

"You want to make me come…right?" she softly whispers.

I tremble, my own core clenching from the excitement. She's so hot and wet; it's almost driving me insane.

"You do this to me, Miku…savor your meal," she moans, "Don't eat it all at once…"

A hard and long kiss because she pulls back. I'm dazed from it all. Even so, I still manage to voice my inner struggle.

"I want it while it's warm."

She turns back at me, teasing me as she bends and slips off her ruined panties. She bites her lip, knowing damn well it will encourage me to push forward. And I do, aggressively and desperately,

Luka shrieks delightfully, grasping me as I pull her onto the bed. She lays down, willingly, a smirk on her face as I claw at her bra, snapping the damn thing off of her gorgeous body. And with one quick but rough motion, I spread her before me. I know I should take the moment to look deeply into her, observe the wet and glistening lips of her core, her clit so delicate and sensitive. It's all so beautiful at first glance but for now, I'm so driven and hungry. One swift brush of my tongue and Luka's already quivering.

Her hands push me further and pull my locks, all the while, she encourages my actions.

Inexperienced but eager, I lap at her juices. My tongue smothers into her, a pool of hot and wet fluids staining my cheeks as I dwell deeper into her. I can feel Luka pulling back my hair, allowing no disruptions to halt my actions. She giggles and moans, I look up and she's biting her lip, a smirk as she watches me so engrossed with her.

Her hips grind as pants and moans rip from her luscious lips. I bob my head, ferociously and eagerly, sucking on her clit as I quicken the pace. Luka twitches and curses, struggling to complete her sentences.

"Yes, baby…oh, Miku…just like that, baby, just like…nng! Oh, FUCK!"

She arches, head back, her arms shaking as I bring her closer. She pants, hips rotating, gyrating so eagerly and desperately.

"Yes…Oh, fuck YES!"

She gasps, hot and heavy it becomes. My eyes hazy from the heat of her core, the aggressiveness of her hips, the loud cries of her our passion, it's all so amazing.

I'm enthralled. Her delicate flesh is so sensitive and delicious. I'm obsessed. The bitter, sweet, musky, yet delectable taste is strong. I can't get enough. I want it to stay on my tongue.

I feel it, a strong wave approaching her, causing her to tremble with anticipation. Luka cries and begs, her body damp and warm, breasts, pert and full, sway so beautifully to my rhythm, stomach taut and quivering as she holds herself dearly. Mouth-open, breaths deep and ragged, turquoise eyes glistening, locks of her coral tresses stuck to her complexion. The sweat glistens, fluids sticking to my cheeks as I watch her.

Then finally, she comes.

A pained sound rips from her before she screams. Her eyes roll back before her back meets the bed. She shrieks and I continue, even as her clit engorges with excruciating sensitivity.

"S-stop! Bloody-FUCK! Stop!"

She roughly pulls my head back, gripping my locks as I finally take a long and satisfying breath of air. I watch her core flutter and tremble. Her beautiful walls tightening from the sensation I just inflicted within her. It's satisfying and I kiss the flesh so delicately.

"M-Miku!"

She writhes against her sheets, hips twitching as she comes down from her incredible high. Even during the aftermath, her hips continue to move, grinding slow and sensual until she's finally able to speak.

"Mmm…Miku," she whimpers.

I moan at the sound of my name. It's so desperate, so soft and filled with undeniable need. I reach for her, basking against her glistening body with incredible warmth. She giggles and flips me over before kissing my lips deeply and passionately. I tremble underneath her strong and slender form. Our bare bodies sway and pull at each other. Hands grasping and caressing skin. My face, my neck, my breasts, my hips, she savors each part, kissing and licking before biting hard. She marks me and I gasp and writhe from the pain. I grind eagerly to her, kissing her deeply, lips brushing before she nips and sucks on my flesh.

Wet and hot contact meets my thigh. I moan from the incredible sensation. Luka slides with ease against me, her hot lips numbing my skin as I grasp at her hips. She moans at the intense warmth numbing my thigh. I can sense it's not enough though. She craves something more.

She demands it and pushes me flat against her bed, shifting her body toward my chin. I immediately pick up, adjusting to the new position. Soon, Luka's pants quicken and she grinds against my lips, holding dearly onto the bedframe before her. She sways slow and steady, pushing, then moaning at the deep intense feeling of my tongue deep within her core.

Soft whispers, deep breaths, and cries of passion erupt from her.

"Make me come, baby," she pleads, "Make me come hard."

The rhythm of her hips pick up, core tightening around my hot and wet muscle. Luka sinks deeper into me, moaning as she rides. All the while, I grasp at her pert bottom, digging my nails into her soft flesh, adding irresistible pain to the pleasure she craves for. And just when I know she's about to scream, just when I know she is going to come sweetly and beautifully, an unexpected event unfolds.

"Oh, F-Fucking…SHIT…NO!"

Even through her orgasm, fear is audible, fear is clear. She shakes, gasping as she struggles to enjoy the undeniable pleasure coursing through her. Unfortunately, I don't get much time to enjoy her twitching walls and fresh juices. Luka abruptly removes herself and starts to immediately dress. I'm confused, even a little disappointed. Then she says three words that penetrate utter panic in me.

"My dad's home."

I jump.

"Wait, what?!"

"I spotted his car through the window."

She beckons past me and I look. Draped yet conspicuous through the thin material, Luka must have spotted trouble.

"You need to get dressed."

Despite the concern in her tone, Luka appears freakishly calm. Combined with the sudden news, her demeanor definitely throws me off. I would definitely panic. As for her, she casually continues to dress, all the while, eyeing me as I fail to catch her offered clothing.

"I picked up your clothes from the living room," she sighs, "It's the first thing I did after waking up…god knows explaining that would be a bloody mess."

Luka's smart. Luka's prepared. Luka is way too fucking familiar with dealing with this scenario. She opens her window and sprays a string of Febreeze all over her room. From her bed to the floor, she lets the entire area get it. I cough from the exaggerated scent. She dumps the bottle so tiringly in the trash.

And that's when I notice a strange sight.

If I hadn't looked so hard I would have missed it.

Discarded mail, torn up envelopes, a written name standing out from all the trash piled in the bin.

Luki Megurine.

Letters by her brother so carelessly dumped. My heart aches at the sight. A reminder of a cold-hearted truth I am hiding from the woman before me.

"Something wrong?"

I snap back at the beauty. She notices my guilt-driven expression. I panic and immediately start to dress, pulling the shirt over myself, all the while hiding my shame.

"N-no, just worried about your dad."

She chuckles.

"Don't. He'll be pleased I have a new friend."

Friend.

Shit, that stung.

It's ridiculous but I actually don't like it.

I don't like it all.

In fact, I don't know what to respond to that. I just simply stay silent, slipping my skirt with an aching question gnawing at my mind.

'Are we really?'

Luka must have read it because the next thing I know, she proceeds to silently lead me out of her room. Her hold is limp around my hand. Even as her back is turned to me can I sense a deep questioning vibe radiating off her.

Classic Luka avoids the truth.

I don't want to be her friend.

By the time we're halfway down the stairs, Luka lets her hand slip from mine. Perfect timing as the door before us opens and in comes her father.

Richard Megurine as I recall or as Lily likes to describes him, 'a homophobic asshole'.

He's as the photos depict him, tall, serious, a man of great importance to the industry of automobile ingenuity. The CEO of Megurine Motors, Luka's father, has the darkest most brooding brown eyes I've ever seen. Talk about intimidation, this man has it with a single glint in his eyes.

He sends shivers down my spine. It doesn't surprise me…but what DOES baffle the absolute shit out of me is what follows him in.

I don't know why or how but for some god-awful reason, Luka's ex-boyfriend is here.

Gakupo.

Son.

Of.

A.

BITCH.

Oh, there will indeed be some confrontations next...oh...yeah...but I wanted to release Ch. 16 today for Ellucaaa. Sorry its not as long as you hoped but at least its out...unlike Luka for now OHHHH ZING! XD Lily, Gakupo, Kaito (Luka, you got some explaining to do), Ritsu's er-problem...so much to expect next chap so it shall be long...oh I will try. How the hell I manage to do 20,000 word chapters earlier in this story I do not know but I shall try. Okay bye :D