SUMMARY: Because some days can just turn out so… unexpectedly.
First things first: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS A BIT OF LEMON. I updated the rating just in case, but I hope you've seen it before. Underage: DON'T READ. Don't like lemon: DON'T READ.
Yeah, it was building up to this. When I first started writing this compilation I had a feeling I would be writing a lemon story here. Lo and behold, it came true. It just feels like PWP to me so... I'm sorry to those who don't prefer PWP.
You may find them a bit OOC here. Sorry for that as well. Oh and in this chapter they are the same age and in the same year. There are some dirty talk and graphic description involved too.
For those who will read on, I hope you guys enjoy!
The day had started innocently enough.
The class of 3-C was in summer vacation mode, having agreed to at least go out for a swim in the beach before they graduate and go on their separate ways. It was their last year being together after all, and they wanted their final year in high school to be memorable and fun.
Everybody agreed – and Tohru had been looking forward to it. This would be the second summer she would be spending with her boyfriend and her friends, and Momiji plus Hana and Uo usually meant chaotic fun. She loved the fact that he gets along well with her best friends – enough for him and Uo to get into bets usually involving any athletic activity and for him to be playing card games with Hana to the point of becoming so good at it that he could join small bets and win if he wanted to.
She could not deny that she has been wanting some alone time with him though. She barely had him to herself for the past few weeks due to finishing school work (they were both of the opinion that they better finish any summer homework before the beach excursion so they could both enjoy the vacation properly) and Momiji completing his violin practice for an upcoming performance. She was feeling particularly needy of him and his attentions admittedly.
She had gotten used to this feeling. She knew it was her teenage hormones. Where before she would have panicked and be embarrassed to the moon and back, having a boyfriend who was good at communicating (and research) helped a lot. They both knew that they were young, in high school and in love. That meant higher-level libido.
"Mmm, Momiji…" she couldn't help but moan against his mouth, pushing her body against his. He groaned in response, one hand cupping one of her breasts, the other busy tugging her shirt up over her head.
He had gone to her home to pick her up an hour earlier than the supposed time to pick her up so they can go to the meet-up location together, much to her pleasant confusion and surprise. She was nearly ready though, and had already worn her yellow cotton shirt and short skirt exposing a healthy amount of her legs (she hadn't meant to be a tease, but she really did want to wear it for him). The moment he saw her in it though, something in him seemed to have snapped.
"This is what you're wearing for later?" he asked her, pupils almost completely dilated as he took in the sight of her one-piece which she had worn underneath. It was lavender pink in color, modest but with lace lining the sweetheart neckline and hips.
She nodded, playing with his hair at the base of his haircut, fingers lightly tugging. "It was supposed to be a surprise." She knew she sounded disappointed. "Do you… like it?"
"Do I like it?" he echoed, voice sounding hoarse. "If I could keep you here I would. You look so beautiful… liebe."
"Beautiful?"
"And seductive. Were you planning to give me a heart attack?" He didn't give her time to answer, his lips were on hers again. She lifted her hips to give him better access as he slid her skirt down her legs.
"You're young and healthy so no, but I was hoping you would like it…" she gasped just as he squeezed the breast he was holding. "I was thinking of you when I bought it. Are you mad?"
"Why would I be? My girlfriend wore this just for me." His kisses descended to her neck and she gasped again as he bit lightly on her collarbone at her admission, having to hold back in giving her a mark since they would be in the water later and she would be exposed. He normally wouldn't care but he cared about Tohru's feelings after all. "I would prefer to keep you away from everyone's eyes but I don't want to be some idiotic Neanderthal who can't let his girlfriend have fun. That was the last thing I want."
"Neanderthal or not, I just wanted your attention." Her hand was stroking his cheek, and Momiji grasped it to give each of her fingers a kiss, before holding her hand up and kissing her palm.
"You will never not have my attention, liebe. You will never have to try too hard." He assured her when she laid back down on the pillows again, his index finger probing her entrance and pressing against where she needed him the most through her swimsuit making her breath hitch. "Help me take this off."
THIS CHAPTER IS INCOMPLETE. As I want everyone to be able to read it, the whole chapter is in AO3, under the same title and author. I cannot post the link here, sorry for that. See you there!
