A/N: Well who would have known? Who would have thought that after almost 20 months! almost 633 days that I would be updating again! IT's been a long time folks, it really has... My life...wow it has changed a lot since I last properly wrote and im here to return once more.
To those that read my other fics? Rest assured updates are on ze way but like a car that hasn't started in a while... I haven't had that jump start to go yet, This "Anthology" is a fanfic full of ideas that I wont use, Normal Infinite stratos (IS) and my continuation of TBT. As I have been sharing on my discord, I have tons of materials just sat there doing nothing so here we go, here is something I wrote in 2021, using grammarly and some old notes I managed give you something to read.
Final note! thank you for reading my stories, i do appreciate it, I am back this time I promise, let me just release all this stuff I have just sat there for all of my fics so I can begin anew. Another update coming this week if my CCNA course doesn't fuck me over with the resit!
Infinite Stratos: Unmasked Desires (Lemon! CLICK AWAY IF YOU DONT READ LEMONS OR DONT LIKE!)
Cecilia watched from afar, her heart fluttering with a storm of emotions. She tried not to stare, but it was impossible to tear her gaze away. Ichika stood in his element at the IS Academy gym, talking animatedly with a first-year student. His confidence, his charm it was effortless, natural. Today was no different.
Although he was dense as they come, he still had the ability to light up and charm anyone in a room. Cecilia knew this, which is what annoyed her.
A pang of jealousy twisted in her chest as she watched the younger girl bask in his attention, her laughter ringing out in response to his easy manner. How she wished it were her instead. But alongside the jealousy, there was something else—a twinge of pride.
With a quiet breath, Cecilia brushed a stray lock of blonde hair from her face, her keen eyes fixed on the two of them. Not missing a single movement.
'Who does this harlot think she is, speaking to Ichika-kun as if she's known him forever?'
She muttered the words under her breath, unable to silence the irritation bubbling within her. Then, as if sensing her gaze, Ichika glanced in her direction. Their eyes met just for a moment before he offered her a casual wave and an easy smile.
Cecilia's heart skipped, but she quickly masked her emotions, forcing a small, polite smile in return. She couldn't let him see through the carefully crafted facade of indifference.
'Get it together, Alcott. She's just a first year that Ichika-kun is entertaining. Nothing more.'
Murmuring the words as if they could steady her resolve, Cecilia turned away, willing herself to ignore the scene unfolding behind her.
While Cecilia wrestled with her emotions, the conversation between Ichika and the first-year student finally came to an end. She watched as he excused himself, his eyes scanning the room until they landed on hers. A wave of nervousness surged through her. He was coming to talk to her.
"Hey, Cecilia," he greeted confidently, flashing that easygoing smile of his.
"Ichika-kun… hi," she replied, keeping her tone neutral as she turned away slightly, hoping he wouldn't catch the irritation flickering across her face.
"So, what have you been up to?" he asked, completely oblivious to the storm raging in her head.
Cecilia cleared her throat, forcing out a light laugh, hoping it didn't sound as awkward as it felt. "Working out. I'm all sore," she said, stretching slightly. She prayed he wouldn't notice the hint of frustration still lingering in her expression.
Ichika, however, wasn't fooled. His sharp eyes caught the way her face tensed, the way she shifted uncomfortably. Something was off.
"Hey, what's wrong?" he asked, his voice laced with concern.
"Nothing, really," she said quickly, twirling a strand of hair between her fingers.
He didn't look convinced, but instead of pressing, he grinned. "Well, why don't we take a break from studying and do something fun?" A mischievous glint danced in his eyes.
Cecilia hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Fine by me."
"And you know what they say...a change of scenery works wonders for stress relief," Ichika added, clasping his hands together.
"And how do you know I'm stressed, Ichika-kun?" She rolled her eyes but couldn't stop the small smile tugging at her lips.
"Call it intuition." Ichika smirked.
"You always play with your hair when you're stressed," Ichika remarked casually, a knowing smirk tugging at his lips. "I actually picked up on it pretty recently."
Cecilia rolled her eyes, huffing in mild annoyance. She couldn't deny it... Could she? he was right. It was a habit of hers. But how had he noticed?
'Why would I be stressed over some harlot?'
Her frustration boiled over before she could stop herself. "You can pick up on that so easily, Ichika-kun, but not that I have feelings for you... stupid, stupid..." she muttered under her breath, her gaze dropping to the floor.
"Hmm?" Ichika cocked an eyebrow, leaning in slightly. "Did you say something?"
"Nothing!" Cecilia blurted, a little too quickly. "Do you want to go on the treadmill? It's empty in here, and I really feel like I could use some of this energy up, Ichika-kun!" She plastered on a bright, slightly forced smile, desperate to change the subject.
Ichika grinned, clearly amused. "That was a suspiciously enthusiastic subject change, Cecilia-chan." His tone was teasing, and the way he stretched out her name made her flinch. "You sure you didn't just confess something juicy under your breath?"
Her face turned a shade of pink. "W-What?! Of course not! You're imagining things, Ichika-kun!"
He chuckled, clearly enjoying her flustered reaction. "Uh-huh. Sure, sure. You definitely didn't say anything interesting just now."
"Are you getting on the treadmill or not?!" she snapped, stomping over to one.
Ichika laughed as he followed. Teasing Cecilia was way too easy. Regardless, Ichika couldn't help but wonder what she had muttered under her breath in the back of his mind.
As they started jogging, he threw her a sideways glance. "So, about class… Think our next assignment is going to be as brutal as the last one?"
Cecilia let out a breath of relief. Finally, a safe topic. "I swear, if they make us do another fifty-page analysis, I'm going to scream."
Ichika chuckled. "I'll make sure to bring earplugs then."
Cecilia shot him a glare, but she couldn't stop the small, reluctant smile that tugged at her lips.
The two of them climbed onto separate treadmills, matching each other's pace as they settled into a steady rhythm. Their reflections stared back at them from the mirrored wall ahead, but Ichika's eyes kept drifting, drawn not to his own image, but to Cecilia's.
She was utterly captivating. Even in something as simple as running, she carried an effortless grace, every movement smooth and controlled. Her long, golden hair was tied back, but a few loose strands clung to her damp skin, glistening under the gym's soft lighting. The glow of exertion only made her more breathtaking, her sharp blue eyes locked in focus, her fair skin flushed with the warmth of exercise, and her toned figure moving with a natural elegance that was impossible to ignore.
Ichika swallowed, forcing his gaze back to his own reflection. Don't stare, don't stare, don't stare.
But it was hard not to, after all he was a man too.
Cecilia was the kind of beautiful that was almost unreal, like something out of a dream. The way her form moved in perfect rhythm, the way her athletic build only emphasized the feminine curves beneath, the way her lips parted slightly as she breathed. Even lost in thought, she was striking.
And maybe that's what bothered him. She seemed distant today, her usual sharp wit dulled by whatever was on her mind. Normally, she'd throw a teasing remark his way, maybe roll her eyes at one of his jokes, but today? Today, she was somewhere else entirely.
Ichika tried to push away the twinge of jealousy creeping into his chest. She didnt need him to keep her busy. She never has. It was one of the things he admired about Cecilia, her independence, her strength, but right now, he hated it just a little.
Still, he couldn't help himself. He kept talking, throwing out bits of small talk, hoping to break through whatever fog she was lost in.
"Hey, you're pretty quiet today," he finally said, keeping his tone light.
Cecilia blinked, as if just now realizing he was still there. "Huh? Oh… sorry, Ichika-kun. Just thinking."
"Thinking about what?" he asked, though he knew better than to expect a straightforward answer.
Cecilia simply shook her head with a small, almost teasing smile. "Nothing important."
Ichika exhaled sharply, pretending to be offended. "Wow. Here I am, keeping you company, and I don't even get a real answer? That's cold, Alcott."
Cecilia let out a soft chuckle, her blue eyes finally meeting his. And just like that, Ichika felt his heart skip.
He might have been the only guy lucky enough to be running next to her at that moment. And he wasn't going to waste it.
'What's up with me today?'
No matter how hard Ichika tried to distract himself, his gaze kept betraying him, drawn once again to Cecilia's reflection in the mirror. His eyes traced her figure—the curve of her waist, the effortless grace in her movements, the way a few stray strands of blonde hair clung to her damp skin.
Then, there were her lips... plump, soft, enticing.
A thought crept into his mind before he could stop it. What would it feel like to touch her? To run his hands over her silky skin, to feel the warmth radiating from her as they stood impossibly close?
His breath hitched. What would it be like to kiss her?
For a brief, stolen moment, he imagined it...her lips molding against his, the heat between them rising as they explored each other, her breath mixing with his in a haze of passion. He could almost hear the soft, breathy moan that would escape her lips, feel the way her body would press against his-
'Stop it. I really shouldn't think about my friend like that.'
His ears burned as he wrenched his focus back to reality, forcing himself to shake off the thoughts before they consumed him.
Clearing his throat, Ichika glanced at Cecilia again, noticing how distant she still seemed. Something was off.
"Look," he started hesitantly, "I know something's been bothering you lately. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, but… I just want you to know that I'm here for you."
Cecilia stiffened slightly before shaking her head with a forced smile. "It's nothing, really. I'm fine."
Ichika frowned, unconvinced. "If you ever change your mind… I'll be here." His voice was soft but firm, his concern evident.
Cecilia's fingers clenched at her sides. 'There's no way I can tell him that seeing him with that harlot earlier made me jealous…'
Frustration swelled inside her. Without another word, she reached out and pressed the large red "STOP" button on the treadmill, bringing it to a sudden halt.
"Thank you, Ichika-kun. I really appreciate it," she said, forcing a polite smile. "But I think I'll finish up early and get back to studying."
Before he could respond, she turned away, making her way toward the exit.
"Wait!"
Ichika acted on instinct. He quickly hit the STOP button on his own treadmill and hopped off, moving to catch up with her. He wasn't ready to let the conversation, or their time together end just yet.
ecilia stopped in her tracks, turning slowly to face him. Her blue eyes, usually sharp and confident, were clouded with something unreadable...confusion?, frustration… maybe even fear.
Ichika took a steadying breath, determined to get through to her.
"I don't know what happened back there," he began hesitantly, his gaze locking onto hers. "But ever since I was talking to that first year, it feels like you've had this extra guard up, like you're trying way too hard to convince me that everything's fine."
Cecilia stiffened.
He noticed.
A wave of emotions crashed over her all at once anger at herself for being so transparent, irritation at him for calling her out, and something else she didn't want to name. Her fingers twitched at her sides as she tried to conjure up an excuse, something to deflect his concern, but nothing came.
Because he was right.
The truth was, ever since she had seen him with that girl, an ugly, unfamiliar feeling had taken root inside her. Jealousy. Insecurity. The fear that maybe...just maybe...he was slipping away, that she was no longer the one who had his attention.
And that terrified her.
She bit her lip, waging a silent war within herself. She wanted to snap back at him, to brush off his words with a haughty remark like she always did, but the dam holding back her emotions was already cracking.
And then, before she could even think about what she was doing, she stepped forward.
Ichika barely had time to react before she pressed herself against him, her hands gripping the fabric of his shirt as if anchoring herself. His body tensed, surprised by the sudden closeness, but he didn't pull away.
Cecilia tilted her chin up, meeting his gaze her eyes no longer clouded with confusion but burning with something else. Desperation. Longing.
"I'm not okay," she whispered, her voice husky, raw.
Ichika swallowed, feeling his pulse quicken. "...Cecilia?"
"And I don't want you to be okay either." Her grip tightened on his shirt. "I want you to feel as restless as I do. As frustrated. As—"
She hesitated, breath hitching.
Ichika's eyes searched hers, trying to understand the storm brewing inside her. "Cecilia... what are you saying?"
She let out a shaky breath. "You're so oblivious, Ichika-kun…"
Her voice was barely above a whisper, but the weight of her words crashed into him all the same.
She wasn't just frustrated. She wasn't just jealous.
She wanted him.
Ichika felt his throat go dry, his heart pounding against his ribs. The realization hit him like a jolt of electricity. Ichika felt his face flush up and his ears get hot as he felt things he had never before.
Cecilia, proud and composed Cecilia, was standing here, pressing herself against him, because of him.
And for once, she wasn't hiding behind her usual defenses.
For once, she was letting him see the real her.
...
The blonde beauty couldn't help but feel a wave of emotions wash over her,confusion, fear, anger, and something else she couldn't quite identify. She had been hoping to brush off his concerns and maintain the facade that everything was fine between them, but now it seemed like he had seen through it all.
Without waiting for a response, she wrapped her legs around Ichika's waist and pulled him closer, their bodies grinding against each other in a primal dance of desire. She could feel his arousal through the fabric of his gym shorts, and it only fueled her own passion.
Ichika was taken aback by Cecilia's sudden change in behavior, but he couldn't deny the heat that surged through him at her touch. He pulled her tighter against him, his hands roaming over her toned body as he kissed her deeply. She tasted sweet and intoxicating, like the nectar of a forbidden fruit.
"Take me here. Show me you still want me. Fuck me Ichika-kun..."
Her words were like a match to dry kindling, igniting a fire within him that he couldn't contain. It felt as if she was unleashing a beast in him, he had never known was present before. The sound of their heavy breathing filled the otherwise quiet gym as they continued to grind against each other.
Without another word, Ichika picked her up bridal style and carried her towards the padded weight bench in the corner of the room. He laid her down gently on the cool surface before climbing on top of her, his erection throbbing against her wet center through their clothes.
Their passionate kisses and moans filled the air as they both lost themselves in each other's bodies. Cecilia arched her back, urging Ichika deeper as he thrust into her with a groan. The sensation of his rough hands gripping her hips sent shivers down her spine, heightening every nerve ending.
Ichika found himself losing control, his primal instincts taking over. He bit down on Cecilia's neck, leaving a bruise in the shape of his teeth. She let out a small gasp, but it was followed by a moan of pleasure as she realized what he was doing.
"More... I can still hear myself think." She whispered hoarsely.
And so, he did, biting down harder and leaving another bruise on her skin. She arched her back even more, begging for him to continue. The sound of their heavy breathing filled the air once again, creating an almost intoxicating atmosphere around them.
Her body trembled under his weight, her muscles tense as she shivered under his kisses, her breath came in short gasps, each one more labored than the last.
He moved lower, trailing kisses along her jawline and down to her collarbone. With every touch of his lips, he left behind a faint red mark that only served to ignite the fire between them further. Cecilia arched her back off the padded bench, offering herself to him completely.
Ichika growled low in his throat, his hands gripping her hips tightly. He thrust into her with force, claiming what was his. The friction created by their bare skin sent shivers of pleasure coursing through them both. Their moans echoed off the walls of the empty gym, filling the void left by their passion.
'This feeling...'
He looked down at Cecilia, watching as she met his gaze unflinchingly. It was then that he noticed the desire burning in her eyes, it felt almost... animalistic to him?
"I've never felt like this before," she whimpered softly, running her fingers along one of the hickeys he had left on her shoulder.
Ichika's movements slowed as he looked down at Cecilia's exposed skin, the goosebumps that had formed from their passion now standing out in stark relief against her smooth flesh. He couldn't resist tracing his fingers along one of the hickeys she mentioned, feeling the heat emanating from it.
"Ichika-kun...mhmmmghm..."
She breathed his name as he leaned down to place a gentle kiss on her collarbone. His hands began to roam lower, tracing the lines of her ribcage before reaching for the hem of her shirt. Slowly, he lifted it over her head, revealing her lace-covered breasts for him to devour with his eyes.
"You are so beautiful," he murmured.
With gentle hands, he cupped her breasts, massaging them gently as his lips found their way towards one of her nipples. He teased it with his tongue before flicking it lightly, eliciting a soft moan from Cecilia's throat.
As he continued to lavish attention on her breast, Ichika reached down between them and unfastened her leggings, letting them slide down her legs slowly. He watched as she stepped out of them, revealing that she wasn't wearing any panties underneath. A growl rumbled in his chest at the sight of her completely bare before him.
Ichika's fingers dug into Cecilia's hips, holding her firmly against him as he continued to play with her breasts. He took one of her nipples between his teeth, gently biting down before soothing it with his tongue again. The sensation made Cecilia shiver in pleasure, her body begging for more.
"Ohhhhhh pleease..."
She whimpered as he moved lower, kissing a trail along her abdomen towards her core. His fingers found their way inside of her, teasing her clit with just the right amount of pressure. She arched off the floor in response, her breath coming out in short gasps.
His hands moved up to cup her breasts once more, squeezing them gently before moving lower still. As he positioned himself between her legs, Cecilia felt a shiver run down her spine. She couldn't help but whimper softly as he teased her opening with his fingers, pushing gently against her folds.
"Ichika-kun...omhmmm... please...stop teasing..."
Getting the words out was becoming harder and harder, her voice sounding more like a huskyevery time she opened her mouth. She arched off the floor, offering herself to him without reservation.
Without further ado, he moved down between her legs, pressing soft kisses along her inner thighs. His hands traced circles around her opening, teasing her with his touch before pushing gently against her folds.
Cecilia's breath hitched in her throat as she felt Ichika's warm breath brush against her sensitive flesh. She arched off the floor, offering herself to him without reservation. His tongue flicked out to trace the outline of her opening, sending shivers down her spine.
"Ichika-kun..."
she breathed his name softly, her voice catching in her throat. He took that as an invitation, pushing deeper inside of her with his tongue. She cried out softly at the intense sensation, arching off the floor as he explored every inch of her womanhood.
His fingers found their way into her folds, rubbing circles against her clit as he continued to lap at her core. Cecilia's entire body tensed up, and she bit down on her bottom lip to stifle her moans. She could feel the pressure building inside of her, like a dam about to burst.
Just when she thought she couldn't take any more, Ichika swirled his tongue around her clit, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She screamed out his name, her back arching off the floor as she came undone in his arms.
"AHHHHHHHHnnnnn..." Her back arched as she threw her head back.
He continued to lap at her folds, tasting her sweet nectar as it dripped onto his tongue. When he was sure she had found her release, he pulled away slowly, looking up at her with a satisfied smile on his face.
"Are you ready for more?" He asked, his voice rough with desire.
Ichika leaned down to plant a passionate kiss on her lips, without breaking the kiss, Ichika slowly lowered himself between Cecilia's legs, his erect cock pressing against her drenched pussy.
She moaned loudly into his mouth at the feeling of him against her sensitive folds. He teased her by rubbing his hard on against her soaking crotch before finally pushing inside her tight channel.
Cecilia let out a cry of pleasure as Ichika's cock pierced through her wetness and filled her up completely. They were both lost in the sensation of being joined together, their bodies moving rhythmically in unison. The sound of slapping skin echoed around them as they made love under the hot sun by the poolside.
Ichika's hands roamed freely over Cecilia's body, fondling her breasts and pinching her nipples. She arched her back in response to his touch, begging for more. He moved faster inside her, thrusting with greater force.
Ichika took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking on it gently at first before increasing the pressure. Cecilia moaned loudly, she could feel herself getting wetter already just from his skilled touch.
"Ichika-kun..." she panted, her voice barely above a whisper.
He smirked against her breast before standing up suddenly and pulling her with him. They were now face to face; their bodies pressed tightly together from chest to thigh. Ichika reached down between them and undid his gym trunks, letting them fall away to reveal his throbbing cock once again.
Cecilia licked her lips hungrily as she looked at him, unable to hide her desire. She reached out and took hold of his hard length, guiding it towards her dripping wet pussy. With a groan of pleasure, Ichika thrust into her in one swift motion.
Their hips moved together in perfect sync, each stroke sending waves of pleasure coursing through them both. Their moans and gasps filled the air around them as they lost themselves in their passion for each other.
Cecilia cried out in ecstasy as she felt herself being claimed completely by Ichika's skilled lovemaking. She wrapped her arms and legs around him feeling like a animal, Ichika wanted to mess with her.
"AHHHHHHHNNNNNNN!"
Ichika pulled out of Cecilia's pulsating pussy with a loud groan, his cock leaking pre-cum onto her swollen clit. He lifted her chin up with his finger.
"You're driving me crazy," he growled, "but I can't get enough of you." He traced the tip of his cock along her slit before pressing it against her soaking entrance once again.
He began thrusting into her hard and fast, taking her breath away with each powerful stroke. Cecilia whimpered and pleaded beneath him, begging for more as she felt herself being taken to the brink of orgasm yet again.
"Please... mess me up!" she moaned, "I need you to cum inside me! ANNNNNh!" Her voice was filled with desire and submission, making Ichika's cock twitch within her.
He quickened his pace, knowing that he wouldn't be able to hold back much longer. As the pressure built up inside him, he grabbed onto Cecilia's hips tightly, pulling her against him. Her breasts smacked together with each forceful thrust, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body.
"PLEASE PLEASE!" Cecilia begged as she pulled him closer.
With one final thrust, Ichika felt his orgasm crash over him like a tidal wave. He groaned loudly as he emptied himself deep inside Cecilia's willing pussy, filling her up with his hot load. She moaned in ecstasy around him, tasting herself on his tongue as they both rode the intense waves of climax together.
"Thank you," he whispered against her skin. "That was... incredible."
Cecilia smiled up at him, feeling content and satiated in a way she never had before. "I think I might have a new favorite pastime too," she replied with a wink.
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Side note, if anything seems off let me know, when I picked up this draft from a memory stick from my old house and when I started working on it I had to rework a lot for my first being back properly as it was unfinished and needed tweaking.
-Kano.