Three days pass and Tsuzuki and Anna have one more romantic night together before going up against Tatsumi. Another surreal lemon for all.
Chapter Twenty-Seven: Trust:
Your tongue thrums and moves
Into me, and I become
Hollow and blaze with
Whirling light, like the inside
Of a vast expanding pearl.
--“XXV” from The Love Poems of Marichiko by Kenneth Rexroth 1978
July 11, 2009. Three days had passed. Tsuzuki lied Anna down on her futon. She looked at him, waiting.
“Tatsumi is coming in the morning,” Tsuzuki told her, softly. Anna nodded.
“Yes,” she said. "Are we ready?”
“Yeah,” he said. Anna smirked at him.
“To right now or tomorrow?” she challenged. Tsuzuki chuckled at her.
“Both,” he said. Anna gave him a sexy, little smile.
“Okay then,” she said as she slowly untied his tie. “I feel the same way to both.” Tsuzuki leaned in and kissed her on the lips. She lightly kissed him back. He gently laid her onto her back. His hands gently groped her breasts. Anna slowly worked her tongue into his mouth. Tsuzuki moaned as he felt her up before moving his hands further down her front. They disappeared under her light blue tank top. His beloved happily arched her back at his touch. She didn’t seem to know how to hold back anymore.
Anna reached up and unbuttoned his shirt, one button at a time. Tsuzuki massaged her breasts as a result. She slowly slid off his shirt. Tsuzuki reluctantly took his hands from under her shirt and moved them to the hem. The Shinigami delicately rolled up her shirt and slid it over her head. Anna lifted up her arms to assist. Her shirt found its way to the floor. He trailed down to her neck with licks and whimpered softly. A small breath escaped from her mouth.
He made it down to her chest. The man coated them with tiny, butterfly kisses. The warmth of her body stirred him awake down below. The hunger had returned. He needed to satisfy it immediately or go mad.
Anna reached down and took hold of her lover’s trousers. She firmly took them into her hands and slowly yet erotically undid them. Tsuzuki trembled and breathed heavily against her chest as he felt her hands unhooking his belt and unzipping his trousers. She had become so good with her hands. He wanted to explore more with her body so badly.
Anna began sliding down Tsuzuki’s trousers. Her touch only heightened his fire. He trailed back up her mouth and kissed her on the lips. Anna happily kissed back. She had to focus in order to finish stripping off his trousers. They too hit the floor. Anna grabbed onto his boxers and slowly pulled them down. Her hands against his skin teased him recklessly. Tsuzuki almost rammed his tongue down her throat. That sent a shock though Anna’s whole being. The boxers soon joined the other clothes on the floor.
Tsuzuki let his hands stray down to her hips. He clutched at the black drawstring on her short black and white skirt. He pulled the bow apart inch by inch. Once the string fell apart, the Shinigami slowly slid the skirt down from her waist, hips, thighs, knees, calves, and ankles. The article of clothing touched the floor. Tsuzuki intimately took her into his arms. His hands found their way to her strapless, lacy black bra and unhooked it one hook at a time. Anna happily moaned in his mouth. Her tongue was pushed further into his mouth.
Tsuzuki felt her getting soaked through her black lacy panties against his own skin. Her excitement from him had him fired up. She too had a fever spinning out of control. Time to answer her needs.
He pulled away the bra and tossed it to the floor. The Shinigami waited for his princess to relax a little bit. When she was calmer, Tsuzuki slid his hands down to Anna’s hips. He took hold of her panties and gently slid them down. The soaked lingerie landed on his shirt. Anna slowly spread her legs for him. Tsuzuki neatly placed his hands upon her bare shoulders. He leaned in close to her ear.
“I’m going to treat you like a virgin tonight,” he whispered. Anna nodded at him, quickly.
Late night and it had begun to rain. Anna was getting ready for bed when she heard a tap on her window. The girl looked up to see Asato looking in at her. He seemed breathless and wanted to come inside. His sexy friend ran over to window and opened it wide.
“Asato!” she gasped. “What are you doing here so late?” Her eyes widened at the wound on his chest. The girl gasped in freight.
“What happened to you?” she asked. Asato held up his hand to her.
“It’s okay,” he whispered. “I’ll be fine! I only came to see you.”
“But you’re bleeding!” his girl cried.
“It’s okay,” he insisted. “I was injured on the way here. It’s okay, it’ll be fine!” She shook her head, pale.
“No!” the girl cried. “Get in here! I need to treat your wounds.” Before Asato could speak, Anna dragged him through the window and sat him on her futon.
“Don’t talk!” the girl insisted. She got out her first aid kit from her nightstand and came over to him. Anna quickly unbuttoned his white shirt. She began to treat the gash on his gash. Asato let her do so before grabbing her by the cheeks. The girl froze as her face was lifted up to meet his. Asato gave her a little smile.
“It’s okay,” he whispered. “Really.” Those deep violet eyes quickened Anna’s breath. Asato leaned in and kissed her on the lips. She sank into her developing desire inside of her as she kissed him back. Asato playfully pushed her back onto the futon. Anna slowly slipped her tongue into his mouth as she slid off his open shirt. He moaned aloud in her virgin mouth. His hands slipped under her white cotton nightie. Anna arched her back as she felt Asato’s warm fingers finding their way to her round, developing breasts. The kisses deepened as he slowly and erotically massaged her breasts. Anna just couldn’t hold back anymore.
She took hold of his jeans in her, small tender hands. The girl slowly unfastened and unzipped them. She tenderly slid her hands down to his jeans and boxers to his heated package. Asato only moaned and tightly squeezed her mounds under her nightie.
Neither one ever thought to stop the other. It just felt so natural to them. Why? They had built up a strong trust for each other over time. But yet, they weren’t going all the way just yet. Guess trust isn’t enough for the young lovers to really open up to consummation. It’s coming; hang in there.
Tsuzuki and Anna fell asleep in each other’s arms as the night rain helped cool down their lusty heat storm. They need the energy to face Tatsumi in the morning.