Only three M ratings for Arrietty ? And only one real lemon there ?
It has to be fixed. I'm here to fix it.
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Characters as well as the original story are not owned by me but belong to Ghibli studios.
She was going back.
The first time, she was afraid. She had the forest helper to back her up, but it was not the journey that scared her. Would he be there? If not, would it be because something bad happened? She knew she wouldn't be able to live her life not knowing what may have happened to him. So she went. A year had passed, and she had enough, she needed to know.
She had her parents blessing for a week. Two days on the road, five to find out.
She might be back before that. She didn't want to even think about it. It was a scary thought that made her whimper in fear.
When she finally got there, it was like nothing had changed at all. Everything was the same, beautiful, huge.
Of course there was nothing to do with what was left of her old house. She decided to take the risk and to climb directly into the doll house.
Inside, she found a cube of sugar, displayed on the table. Her heart fluttered and she peeked through the window of the living room towards the bed. Someone was there, sleeping.
She smiled, relieved, happy, and she shivered when all the stress left her body, leaving her exhausted and tired. Hesitant, she decided to take the sugar cube and leave it on his nightstand while she got back to the house. In the kitchen, she was surprised to find her mother's teapot - she put it in her bag to bring it back to her, taking out a small meal she ate at the kitchen table. It was really a beautiful house. She regretted her parents wouldn't have agreed to live there. It was made for them. They would be so happy here.
She woke up at the soft sound of knocking on the wall. Her blood rushed to her cheeks as she ran to the front door and pushed it ajar.
It was him.
They must've spoke hours that night. He was doing better - but the reason he was here was because he still needed another operation and the rest was necessary. The countryside was perfect for that. He showed her his scar, on his perfectly milky white skin, and she blushed at the sight of it.
Hours went by just talking. He gave her some food, helped her make a bed in the dollhouse, and she had to force him to go to bed when he was drifting off, sitting in his chair next to the house.
Days went by and when she had to depart, she felt as the last time. Heartbroken and afraid.
But she came back.
She could not come often, only once a year, but she came every time and each time she stayed a little longer. A week became two, then three, and finally she celebrated her 18th birthday and was allowed a month and a half.
When she got there, excited and jumping out of happiness, she was welcomed with an empty bed.
That scared her. Was he just absent? He always told her that he would be here no matter what at this time of the year. Did something happen to him?
Despite exhaustion, she started investigating. She found fresh flowers in the dollhouse, and assumed he might have put them there. It had to be him. He had to be around.
The house was dark as everyone seemed asleep. She wandered around, a bit lost, not knowing exactly what she was looking for. Finally, a light beaming under a door, near the door to his bedroom, attracted her attention. She slid underneath, discreet.
He was there. Her heart skipped a beat in relief but then froze as her cheeks flushed red. He was there, sitting on the floor of the shower, naked, his hands slowly stroking...
She turned around, desperately trying to chase that image out of her mind, when she heard her name.
She thought he'd seen her - but when she peeked at him, his eyes were closed.
He sighted her name again and she felt like she was struck by lightning, her cheeks burning and a hot feeling oozing all over her body. She quickly slid under the door again, leaving the bathroom behind, going back to the bedroom and the dollhouse. Her breath short, she sat on the stairs and closed her eyes.
He was there behind her eyelids, shivering and murmuring her name.
She let a little gasp out, rising to put her stuff in the little house. She noticed some new furnitures - a sink that seemed to work in the kitchen, a bed, luxurious and spacious, some more lights and buttons directly accessible by her to be turned on and off. She washed, ate some biscuit that were left for her here, and then decided to try the bed out. But she was hot. Too hot. So she stripped of her clothes, rolling around in the velvety feeling of the precious sheets against her naked skin, and she finally fell asleep before she heard Sho getting back to the bedroom.
The next day, she was awoken by the light, abundantly pouring in the room because of the opened wall. She sat, stretching and yawning, before she gazed at him, slightly smiling. He was so handsome, his jawline sharper, his face more mature. He was blushing and looking a bit above her head. It took her a moment to remember she was naked, and she grabbed the sheets to cover herself with them.
- Oh ! I'm so sorry ! I forgot !
- It's okay. It's my fault. How was your journey? Did you sleep well?
They were in his bed, Arrietty laying on his pillow against his cheek, when she decided to come clean about what she saw.
- When I arrived you were not in the bedroom.
- No, I wasn't.
- I went looking for you.
He started blushing.
- Did you found me?
She softly pressed her hands and her forehead against his red and hot skin.
- I did. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been there.
He sighted and slowly turned his head towards her. She blushed herself, looking at him up close like this.
- I'm sorry Arrietty. I... I have feelings for you.
She felt like she was loosing the air inside her lungs. Her mouth opened but she did not utter anything, unable. He was not moving, simply looking at her.
She grew a bit, lately. Her mother and father did too. "We're adapting to our environment", he said. She wasn't as small as Sho's pinky anymore. He could not hide her in her hand if she was standing anymore.
Maybe, she thought sometimes, if I stayed long enough at his side, I would be his size?
Her small hand gently brushed his cheek, went to rest on his lower lip. His eyes widened and his breath got shorter.
- I too have feelings for you, Sho. You... You never leave my thoughts.
Slowly he moved his hand to gently caress her hair. She let herself back against his fingers, closing her eyes.
- I am afraid, Arrietty. We're not... compatible...
She laughed a bit before taking his thumb and pressing it against her heart.
- It's no matter. I've grown bigger lately. Maybe I could grow even more?
He looked at her hesitant, before moving his thumb a little against her chest. She let a soft moan before putting her hand against her lips, burning red. Sho opened his eyes wide, trying to retrieve his hand, but she immediately seized it.
- No... Please. I want... I want you. Do you want me..?
He nodded and she came closer to him, bending to softly kiss his lower lip, blushing.
He sighed. He couldn't really kiss her back, but that was already a dream coming true for him. Gently, he pulled her closer and kissed her torso.
- Let me please you, he said.
Her breath got shorter when he softly laid her on his pillow. Gently, he pulled on her clothing and she laughed, turning around to show him where it was attached. He undid the straps and softly pulled it down, exposing her naked to his eyes.
She turned around, showing herself completely. He couldn't believe how beautiful she was. He kissed her torso again, softly tasting the skin of her breasts, making her shiver. The tip of his tongue went to the sensible spots and she moaned, deeply, making him almost instantly hard. He would deal with that later on as he wanted to take care of her first.
She laid on her back, offering herself to him completely. Her eyes were shut and her cheeks were burning hot.
- Sho...
He was unable to let her down right now. His breath short, he softly spread her legs, looking down between them with desire. She was already glistening, but he decided he would need to prepare her more, and his tongue went down on her belly, and between her thighs.
She moaned so loudly he was afraid someone might hear her. She had a sweet taste, like a flower, and he couldn't stop tasting her, trying to take her of her the best he could. Her back arched as she whined for more, and he bit his lips, backing away a bit.
- I don't want to hurt you…
- You won't, please... Sho...
Hesitant, he put his pinky in his mouth, wetting it, before he softly pressed it against her. It was still big compared to her petite body, but he could feel her entrance gently parting open against him. She bit her lips and pushed her hips onto him - and his finger slid in, making her let out a scream of pleasure.
He felt burning hot from how she looked there, with his figer barely in her.
- Sho...
He bit his lips and start moving the finger backwards to push it harder in her. Her belly bulged slightly as she moaned, tears running down her face. He looked down and saw a bit of blood.
- Arrietty... Is that... Is that your first...?
- Yes... please... I beg you, keep on...
So he did. How could he not?
Softly, he pushed his finger back and forth, making her little belly bulge a little more, every time he got deeper. It seemed to make her absolutely delighted, as she moaned and arched her back more and more, trembling a bit. He couldn't stand how desirable she looked and he didn't even realised his hips were thrusting against the sheets, desperately trying to release the tension he felt pleasing her.
She got even wetter, her hands in her hear pulling on it, as he felt her throb and get tighter with each movement inside of her. He kept on going, faster, burning with desire, until she finally came, screaming his name, so tight around him he barely could move. The sight of her was so delicious he couldn't help but come too, murmuring her name, pressing his cheek next to her. She softly smiled and pet his face.
- Ah... Sho I love you...
He smiled back, feeling happiness flow all over him.
- I love you too, Arrietty...