(Author's note: Warning: This chapter contains sexual themes, Do not read if you are the legal age to view this chapter.)
Anzai kisses Aina deeply with hunger and desperation. His lips move against hers with a fierce intensity. His tongue explores her mouth, pressing his body against hers, feeling every curve and contour as if he's trying to memorize every inch of her.
Anzai breaks the kiss and looks down at Aina's chest, his eyes darkening with desire. He unbuttons her shirt and peels it aside, exposing her bra completely. Letting out a low growl, he moves his hands up to her breasts. His own heart racing as he hears her breaths, he gently squeezes her breasts. His thumbs brush over her nipples through the fabric of her bra. He kisses her collarbone, then moves to her chest as she shudders, making his way to pleasure her body. His hands still cupping her breasts, he moves one hand to her back, unclipping her bra, slowly sliding the straps down her arms.
Anzai gazes into Aina's blue eyes and sees the desire and longing, sending shivers down his spine. The feeling grows even stronger as she kisses him briefly, moaning into the kiss while his hands cup her face, returning the kiss.
The heat radiating off Anzai as he sits up, pulling his shirt off, tossing it aside, his red eyes never leaving hers. She sees his muscles flex, fueling her desire for him even more. Aina touches his abs and chest with her soft hands, making him gasp softly. "Your hands feel so good on me," he says. He kneels down in front of her, gently parting her legs and positioning himself between them. Running his cold, rough hands up her thighs, his touch sends sparks through her body.
"I want to feel closer to her." His thoughts were filled with longing. "I want to be inside her." His expression turned serious, but he held back, scared of hurting her. "Are you okay with this?" He cupped Aina's face, caressing her cheek with his thumb. "I don't want to do anything that makes you uncomfortable. I'm just worried that I might hurt you."
Aina assured him, smiling. "I'll be fine...Anzai," she said barely above a whisper. "Are you sure?" His voice was rough with desire, trying to calm himself down. "I don't want to rush things. I want to make sure that you're completely ready for this." He searched her blue eyes, looking for any signs of hesitation. "I am..." She gazed at him hazily. Anzai took a deep breath, feeling his devilish desires growing even stronger. "Okay." He nodded as she clenched the bedsheets.
Anzai prepared to insert his fingers between her thighs. Aina let out a moan as he thrust his fingers slowly, then increased the pace. Her body responded to his touch as she groaned, squeezing her legs together. Watching her writhing beneath him, he increased the pressure, wanting to drive her closer to the edge. "I want...to put it...in her..." He thought in his mind, gulping nervously as he undid his pants.
Anzai positioned himself between her legs, looking down at her with a mixture of possessiveness and wantonness. Slowly, he slid himself into her as she moaned, tossing her head back. The feeling of her body surrounding him almost overwhelmed him. Her chest heaved between gasps and moans.
His lips brushed against her ear. "Breathe," he whispered low and soothing. "Just relax and let me take care of you." Fully sheathed inside her, he began to move his hips slowly, causing her body to quiver, only spurring him further. Rocking his hips in a steady rhythm, becoming more urgent as he thrust into her. Anzai saw the mixture of pleasure and pain on Aina's face, and it drove him wild. "You're doing so well," he said in a shallow breath. "You're taking me so deep." Her hands moved to his back as he continued to move inside her, capturing her lips in a deep kiss. His tongue slipped into her mouth, exploring and tasting her as he thrust constantly.
Adjusting his angle slightly, growling against her lips, he picks up the pace, thrusting into her harder and faster. "Anzai..." Aina moans his name as he grips her hips tightly, hitting the spot over and over again. She squints her eyes, feeling the heat building up in their bodies as Anzai buries his face, clenching the bedsheets with one hand while the other supports her head. He can feel her body tensing up, her muscles clenching around him. "I'm not going to last much longer," he gasps, his voice strained.
He interlocks his fingers with hers, holding her hand tightly as he feels her reaching the edge, shaking beneath him. "I can't hold back anymore," he says, his voice ragged. Aina arches, jolting by the throes of pleasure as he thrusts one last time, burying himself deep inside her as he comes hard. "Fuck!" He groans, cursing under his breath, his body shaking with the intensity of his release, collapsing on top of her, trembling from the aftershocks. Anzai rests his head on her chest, listening to her heartbeat, trying to catch his breath.
Anzai rolls off of her, settling down next to Aina on the bed. "You okay?" he asks softly, wrapping his arms around her. "I didn't hurt you, did I?" Aina shakes her head. "No, it felt good.." Anzai smiles in relief, running his fingers through her black hair, gently stroking it. "Good," he says, his voice still a bit rough. "I was worried that I might have been too rough with you." Aina places her hand on his chest. "I told you to focus on us...not anything else." Anzai nods, a small smile spreading across his lips. "You're right." His eyes meet hers. He caresses her cheek affectionately, smiling at her reaction. "You're so beautiful," he murmurs, roaming over her face.
"I love you, Anzai," Aina said softly as she kissed the palm of his hand. "I love you too, Aina." He replied, filled with love and adoration. Bringing her closer to him, they drifted off to sleep, feeling grateful for the love and happiness she brought into his life.