This is the second part of chapter 12.. nyan...
Now for part b thanks for your patience... nyan
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“Aw come on baby! Show me what you can do!” wheedled Masa teasingly as he cajoled a blushing Valerie into a dancing mood. “You wanted to meet him, ne… so… give him what for!” he insisted as he moved sinuously behind her.
“Masa!” she hissed as she looked at an equally embarrassed You standing just before her. “What will he…” she tried to explain as she smiled tremulously.
“Bullshit! You wanted a piece of him… so if you are going to act like a nun, then at least I won’t!” he stated shamelessly as he licked her ear and left her to make his way towards a wary You. “Ne, You-san. Shall we?” he asked impudently, sliding his hands under his shirt with a smile.
“Masa…” he tried to reason with his ex band mate but even he knew it was no use. His body tightened in response to the blatant invitation he could see shining on the onyx depths. ‘What the hell, its just for tonight!’ he shrugged and moved in closer to his dark haired partner, moving with surprising agility for somebody so tall.
Eyebrows rose with approval, he smiled wickedly. “Oi… you have gotten much more… flexible. Interesting….” He whispered hotly into his ear as he guided You’s hands around his body, eager to feel those rough pads all over his skin. Looking coyly over his shoulder, he directed a challenging glance at a stunned Valerie, daring her to protest as his elfin face broke into a naughty smile.
‘I’ll be damned if I let you get one over me!’ she thought heatedly and returned his challenge with one of her own, coming closer into him and pushing her breasts squarely into his back. “Actually, I never said I only wanted a piece of him. I’m a very greedy girl. I want all of it and that includes you.” She declared heatedly into his waiting ear as she grinds her pelvis against his ass and moved suggestively. “These are the moments I regret not being a boy… I would surely love to fuck you.” She added badly while nibbling on his earlobe and slipping a hand under his shirt.
A shiver ran through him as images flooded his brain like a broken dam. ‘Damn it! She really does know how to play me!’ he thought as he pressed back against her, lust starting to cloud his judgment as he brought You closer simultaneously.
“Tempted?” she whispered badly as her hand made its way south of the border, her hipbone pushing lazily against his tight ass. Masa shivered and laughed throatily, loving the feel of the forbidden.
'My two favorite things at one place. Masa, my boy, you definitely did something to please somebody really high in heaven tonight Ma-chan.’ He thought in a daze.
Noticing the abrupt change in his dance partner’s body language, he frowned softly, feeling his gut tense when he noticed the blissful expression on Masa’s face. Pressing closer, he gasped softly as an unidentified hand pushed against his suddenly heated sex. Surprise written on his face, his eyes flew to the daring couple before him. Twin expressions of desire met his gaze while four hands pulled him even closer. “Nande?”
“Very much so.” He confessed and smiled, welcoming You’s arousal with a naughty grin. “Somebody sure is happy to dance with us. Wanna feel?” he whispered into her ear, his head resting on her shoulder while his body met You’s impudently. Taking Valerie’s hand between his, he brought it forward to press into You’s groin. “See? My friend here wants to meet your friend.” Fire exploded in both their faces in response to his daring words, much to Masa’s enjoyment. “You must get better acquainted before the night is over. You’ve got what it takes!”
“Masa!” both chorused indignantly, unable to meet each other’s eyes but neither moved away. Instead, Valerie’s fingers started to knead the sensitive bulge under the denim before she realized her own actions. Pushing his hips forward and into her hand, You allowed himself to be fondled openly while Masa toyed with his hair. Breathless laughter soon followed as curious hands and eager bodies melded, blurring boundaries in the heated dance floor. Catcalls, applause, music all fell on a second plane while they played and teased each other, their daring growing as the night progressed.
Two hours later, their frenzied dancing was halted by eager hands that grasped Masa’s and Valerie’s shoulders.
“Val! Val!” Sammie called insistently while looking around searching for somebody.
“What!” she asked unhappily as she was forced to abandon the hazy but pleasurable mood dancing with two gorgeous men provoked in her.
“I am leaving with Chachamaru-san. This place is getting too crowded for my taste and he invited me to get a midnight drink someplace else before taking me home. Ok? Have you seen Joyce? I can’t find her nor Ren-san to tell them I’m leaving. Please tell her when you see her?” She asked her friend hurriedly, turning to signal frantically at the blond man waiting near their table. He smiled and shrugged easily, making Sammy blush and stammer. “Um... I… uh… Leaving. Tell Joyce, ok?” She paused before turning and scurrying in Chacha’s direction without another word, unsure of her current ability for coherent conversation.
Watching Sammy’s retreating back, the silent trio shared intimate looks and burst out laughing as they nodded in approbation.
“Sure, Sammy-chan… we’ll tell the cat… if, and there is a big if, we see her
before the night is over.” You chuckled darkly near Valerie’s ear.
“Naughty, Naughty Ren!” Masa tsked as Valerie giggled, feeling both her partners holding onto her butt.
“Why Valerie-chan, I do believe you won’t be saying a word to Joyce-san tonight. You will be too busy keeping us company, ne Ma-kun?” You drawled with a cocky grin on his face.
Feigning amazement, she signaled both to come closer. “Oh dear! It seems I was abandoned by my lusty friends. What will happen to poor little me now that I am left all alone with two such handsome guys!” She smiled suggestively and winked, licking her lips and caressing first one then the other’s face. “It seems I’m all yours for the night, guys! Please treat me kindly!” Grin in place, she shrugged, lowering her lashes demurely.
“I’m gonna burst if you keep on doing that thing you do with your tongue Valerie-chan. Please…” You stated, need riding him hard.
“Please what? Please do this?” she asked running her tongue over her lips with a knowing smile. Hearing a snicker behind her, she turned and brought Masa forward. “You want some too?” she asked licking her lips before teasing him with the promise of a kiss that never materialized.
Swearing, Masa’s hands went around her body, his hands caressing her sensitive derriere. “Tease!” He chided before spanking her sharply but discreetly. “Poor You-san is strung tighter than a 2 year old virgin… You want both of us, but you don’t know which one to choose. I will take away your dilemma. Two is a good number but three is even better, ne?” Unable to talk, she nodded dumbly, her breath catching as her eyelids slid sensually. “We want you tonight and we won’t allow anybody to leave with unresolved lust… Understood?” He whispered commandingly, his nails drawing lazy patterns over her body. “You-san… it seems the lady needs some convincing… let’s show her what we can do, ne?” he suggested softly, massaging the pliant flesh under his fingers.
Snickering wolfishly both suddenly came closer. Valerie’s breath hitched in her chest as the heat from both men ignited her body. If she closed her eyes she swore she could feel their hands all over her body even though she knew they were still not touching her. Her body was keyed to their touch and the anticipation was killing her. She wanted those warm, calloused hands all over her body, caressing her.
Breathless, she opened her eyes intending to provoke them into further action. Instead, she fell prisoner to You’s riveting gaze, never once noticing Masa’s arms guiding her between their bodies. When he was certain he had her complete attention, he gave her a lopsided smile and allowed his eyes to deliberately appraise a path down her face, her lush lips until they rested atop her barely covered breasts. Masa’s breath fanned her ear, his black hair whispered softly against her neck while he licked and nibbled on her tender skin. Moving sinuously to the music around them, they gasped simultaneously as their overloaded senses reeled with need. Moaning softly, her hands reached for You’s neck as she rubbed herself against Masa.
Masa and You’s bodies echoed her own as she realized she could feel twin erections rubbing intimately against her, her pantsuit increasing the contact between them. Hungrily, she danced without care, thrusting her hips mindlessly as she tried to assuage her need. You buried his face into her cleavage licking and biting desperately as Masa pressed harder against her buttocks, pushing her against You.
“Ma-kun… Ma-kun” She called breathlessly as a lull in the music made her pause. “Please… Three sounds like a wonderful number, Ma-kun. Please. I want you…” She whimpered tearfully.
“Thank God…” You whispered as he stopped touching her, his body wracked in shivers as he fought for control.
“Let’s go… I don’t want to set this place on fire once again.” Masa replied soberly.
“Once again?” Valerie asked confusion written clearly on her flushed face.
“Yeah… Remember the tangoing couple? Koneko and Joyce… I just didn’t want to tell Sammy… She will find out on her own soon enough.” He shrugged and smiled. “Let’s go to my apartment, ne? I don’t think Gackt-chan will appreciate a threesome at home if he is not welcomed into it. And he is definitely not welcomed.” You cocked his head curiously and seemed about to debate the point when Masa interrupted him dryly.
“With you… it’s fine, given our background… but nobody else. I’m possessive and you know it.” He stated persuasively as he slipped a hand down the front of Valerie’s pant to caress her distractedly. “Let’go, You-san!” he said, mimicking Gackt perfectly.
“Usero!” he replied with a fond smile as they made their way out.
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“Please don’t mind the mess.” He whispered apologetically as he opened the door for her to step in. His eyes darted ahead of her wanting to make sure nothing unduly was left in the open, since he didn’t plan on bringing anybody home tonight. ‘Goes to show how prepared I was to be bowled over by her.’ He thought with a grimace.
“You can leave your purse on the table if you want.” He whispered nervously. “You want anything to drink?” Joyce shook her head with a wry smile. “Please make yourself comfortable while I look for the drawings, ne?”
Now that they were alone at his apartment, he seemed tense and antsy. None of the stubborn, suave and maddening Ren that had been teasing her during the past few months remained. She felt a bit awkward given her less than pleasant thoughts regarding him tonight. He was proving quite interesting, even against her better judgment. ‘I feel like I’m filming a National Geographic Documentary. Here we are observing the habits of a Japanese kitten in the wild!’ she snorted before sitting on the sofa. The living room space was open and pleasant even if small and a bit cluttered. ‘Normal single male… such relief! Finding out he was actually a neat freak would have been too much for my nerves…’ she thought with a comfortable sigh.
Soon enough he was back with a portfolio full of his drawings. Sitting beside her, he waited for her permission to come closer to show her the sketches.
“Its not the greatest thing on earth but it pleases me.” He said softly suddenly unsure of the quality of his doodles. Silence greeted him as he showed her his precious collection. For each drawing he felt good about, there was at least 10 he didn’t deem worthy and had to be sacrificed. His friends thought him crazy for being so hard on himself, but it was the way he was. Growing more nervous as the seconds passed, he stole a glance at her.
“Joyce? Are you ok?” he asked when he noticed her tearful eyes.
She nodded and changed the pages almost reverently, taking in every detail lovingly crafted. “These… these…”
“Are terrible I… I know … I’m just… These are my best but…” he fell silent trying to explain as his heart dropped to his feet.
“They are the best I have ever seen!” She continued ignoring his words as her senses took in the elegant lines and cunning shading of his work. “Have you ever thought of taking this to a gallery and participate in an exhibition? I think they’re good enough to stand on their own!” she praised enthusiastically.
Ren turned to look at her incredulously. Surprise etched in his features. “You like them?”
“You are joking, right? Of course I like them! It’s a wonderful collection! You are even more talented than I thought. Look at this one! It almost pops out, so realistic! And this other one here… the shadowing is wonderful. I may not know a lot about art… but I do know what I like when I see it.” She stopped suddenly realizing how close they had gotten while sharing his drawings. “Ren?” She asked softly, staring into his eyes as he leaned closer. Losing her focus, she closed her eyes and sighed, wanting to sink into the desire they had been squirting all night long. ‘YAMI!!!’ her mind screamed desperately, making her stiffen and stand like she was slapped.
“This is not working Ren. I… can I use the bathroom?” she asked out of the blue for lack of a better excuse to leave him alone.
“Sure.” He blushed deeply as if she’d slapped him with the suddenness of her actions. “Last door down the hallway.” He said distractedly. He wanted her. She wanted him that much he could tell. Still…
‘Idiot! Don’t fall in his trap so easily! Remember Yami! Remember he confused you with a man, damn it!’ she yelled at herself as she washed her face, removing every trace of make up as best as she could. ‘Maybe this way, he will stay away from me!’ she thought spitefully, ignoring her inner voice with tenacity. Coming out of the bathroom, she went into the living room. He sat there calmly studying his drawing and making her lust after him with everything she had. “This won’t do.” She decided suddenly dropping every pretense.
“I am sorry, Ren… but I need to go.” She said softly, coaching herself to resist her own treacherous reactions. Straightening, he stood and turned around.
“We just got here… I thought you wanted to see the drawings. ” he tried before noticing her serious gaze. “Let me get your purse and I will take you home, ne?” he replied soberly.
“Oh, I can take a cab, don’t worry.” She fidgeted from one foot to the other.
“I insist... I will take you home.” He said walking towards the counter to get her purse just as she did the same.
“No, I…” her words lay forgotten between them as both hold their breath, willing their bodies to move away from temptation on their own. No such luck. As if drawn by magnets both shortened the distance magically and embraced long and deep, urged by their long suppressed desire. All too briefly the kiss stopped. Warily watching each other, they caught their breath and backed away slowly like a soldier trying to leave a minefield.
“That shouldn’t have happened, Ren-san… I know there seems to be something… between us… but…” she tried to explain when a gorgeous black cat entered the room, mewling imperiously, waiting to be fed. Distracted, Joyce stared as Ren bent to welcome the newcomer, a fond smile crossing his face.
“Yami-san! Have you finally decided to forgive me? I know I left quickly but it couldn’t be helped. I had to meet with the gaijin cat I told you about.” He whispered comically as he rubbed the cat’s chin, making it purr with pleasure. Straightening with Yami in tow, he smiled glad for the reprieve Yami unwittingly provided by interrupting the prior conversation. All of a sudden his feelings were too raw to be discussed freely and he was happy to have their next topic literally barge in on them.
“Joyce-san… Meet Kuroneko Yami.” He introduced the pair with a satisfied smile in his lips, never noticing the silence that greeted the introduction. Using a deep baritone he lifted Yami’s paw for a jaunty salute. “Hajimemashita, Joyce-san! I am a very spoiled cat, so don’t expect me to share my toys with you. Also, don’t touch the cream on the fridge, it’s all mine, even if the runt says otherwise.” He grinned teasingly.
Perturbed, Joyce smiled, nodding inanely as her mind screamed. ‘Yami is a cat! Yami is a fucking CAT?! Damn it, Joyce! A Cat! I have been trying to seduce this man to prove I am all female as opposed to a cat! I am a cat too, Joyce you idiot! I got to the point where I want to fuck him senseless even as we talk and all for a cat? How stupid can that be! Joyce!’
“Here, pet him. He doesn’t scratch.” He said taking her hand to show her how to touch his pet. Electricity ran through their bodies as their skin entered into contact and he dropped her hand in a flash. Turning on her heel, she walked quickly to the door, intending to escape before it was too late.
“Joyce? What’s wrong? Joyce?” he called after her, fearing she was somehow offended although he was not sure what about meeting Yami would have offended her.
Stopping before the door, she waited tensely for him to talk. He dropped Yami who silently padded away to his waiting food dish. Holding her shoulders hesitantly, he turned her to face him before querying softly what was wrong. “Is it so bad? What did I do?” he asked with a worried frown.
She held his gaze for all of 5 seconds before closing her eyes in surrender with a sigh. “It’s too late, Ren. Already too late … Kiss me before I remember myself…” she murmured leaning forward.
He met her halfway there, pushed against her body by an unseen force. Hands flying everywhere as they kissed with desperation borne of months of repression, of this frustratingly addictive dance they’d been doing around each other. They kissed savagely, hungrily, every pore radiating passion and need. He traced her lips with his tongue, coaxing her mouth open for him. She allowed him in distractedly, learning his textures and flavors. Their tongues dueled tirelessly, as his hands enmeshed themselves in her hair, its soft fragrance inviting him to bury his face in it.
He separated from her, their eyes making contact for the first time. He had never seen such a beautiful sight. Joyce’s face turned rosy cheeked with his kisses, her gaze starting to loose focus. ‘I am doing this to her, me, Ren; not somebody else!’
With every rapid breath she took, he felt his need for her grow and twist inside him like a knife. When she sensed his hot gaze on her body, she blushed and looked away, suddenly shy. He smiled wolfishly, taking her chin between his fingers to bring her head back. Making sure he had her attention, he licked his lips intentionally, offering with a look that sent shivers down her spine, his wholehearted approval. He neared her face and started to tease her with his lips, brushing them against her in a promised kiss that never truly happened. She grew impatient after a while and taking hold of his shoulders, she planted a deep kiss that told him precisely what he could do with his teasing kisses.
He pushed her roughly against the wall, to gain better access to the bounty hidden by that ridiculous scrap of tissue she insisted in calling her shirt. It offered no resistance against his ardor and with only a pallid snap; the chains that bind the shirt fell apart exposing her creamy breasts to his avid gaze.
“Kami-sama! So beautiful!” he swooped over her like a bird of prey, swift and silent. His lips fell on hers full of passion, his hands tracing random patterns on her skin. She whimpered full of need, clawing at his clothes, trying to get closer. Allowing a bit of space between them he helped her to get his shirt off. Her hands caressed his skin eagerly; everywhere her hands touched breaking into goose bumps, making him swear softly.
“Kuso…” He said biting his lips.
“Ren, I want…” she panted as she caressed his back, kneading his ass, drawing him closer to the ache he had created in her.
“Tell me what you want, Joyce.” He nuzzled her neck before suckling on her ear, drawing a surprised breath from her throat. His hands cupped her breasts, weighting each one and finding them to be a perfect fit for his hands. Mindlessly exploring, he found his hands in her hips under her skirt. The contrast between her soft skin and his calloused hands was intriguing to say the least.
‘So much skin and its all mine for the taking!’ Feeling greedy he decided to explore some more before marking his territory.
His tongue slid down her neck and shoulders, dropping little kisses along the way. Taking her hands in his, he pinned her against the wall while he explored. He alternated between lightly nipping choice spots of her skin and blowing on them to soothe her.
“Ren…”
“Shhh, Kirenaii… you taste so good!” he sighed while burying his face between the fragrant mounds of her breasts. He could hear her heart beat pick up its pace as he ravaged her skin. Using only his mouth, he traced each aching nipple and breast, savoring its form and taste without touching anything else. She strained against his mouth, moaning in time with his suckling. He teased her nipple with his teeth, flicking lightly in time with her moans.
The sight of her, the taste of her, the sounds she made, all drove him mad. He could see the lust he felt reflected in her eyes, making his blood run faster inside his body. Her mussed hair, kiss-swollen lips and lost gaze all signaled she wanted him, that it was mutual. She looked as lost as he felt, as needy as he was while he pressed himself between her legs. The heat in her core could be felt through the clothes both had on.
Unconsciously, he started to move against her while he worried her neck; her heat intensifying with each shallow thrust. Her mouth searched blindly for something to hold on to, finding his earlobe and latching onto it. Now he could hear every breath she drew with difficulty each time he ground hard against her. He heard every little whimper and moan distinctly, increasing his pleasure. She started to move in time with him, imitating to perfection the rhythm he’d set for himself. He felt his erection strain painfully against his pants, full to the bursting point as her arousal soaked the soft fabric. He hissed darkly against her, the pleasure spurring him on, wanting more, needing all she had to offer. He relished the feel of her hands on his body, exciting him, provoking him, driving him wild.
His hands roamed her body, caressing every inch of exposed skin. He marveled at her responsiveness. He would never mistake her reserve for frigidity again. She mewled softly as she thrust her neglected breasts against his chest, inciting him to up the ante. He grabbed her head between his hands trying to make her focus on his words.
“Joyce, are you sure you want this? Please tell me you do ‘cause… I won’t touch you otherwise!” he hissed hotly against her mouth, his hands stilling their movement. If anything, it seemed to drive her wilder.
“Oh, Ren… o negai! I need you!” she panted drawing him even closer while rubbing herself against him, “I need this! Give it to me!” A shiver ran down his body and up hers with his surrender.
Offering the gods a heartfelt prayer of thanks, he kissed her again as his hands went unbidden up her skirt. His hands latched onto her ass, pulling on her thong, lifting her bodily from the ground.
“Wrap your legs around me, Joyce. Feel my desire...” He whispered. She wrapped her body around him, burying her face at the juncture of his neck. Again, she gasped as she felt the lace of her thong slide against her groin while he took her away from the wall. She shivered and tilted her hips forward sharply, wanting to get nearer to his heat. Both groaned with pleasure at this; stepping back with deliberation he made his way to his room, every step slowly driving them mad.
Suddenly stopping in front of his door, he tried to gather his breath. She mewled with impatience, trying to get him to move for her. He waited until she looked at him. When he was sure he had her attention, he slowly ground his erect member to her wet sex. Eyes half closed, he felt her shivering madly, as he jabbed shortly against her mound, still holding her gaze.
“Can you feel that? That’s my body’s desire for you… I want to be deep inside you so badly, Joyce! I’m dying to feel your heat surrounding me. My body is burning for yours as much as yours is weeping from wanting mine” A pause, grinning devilishly as he used the door for leverage and took one hand away from her cheeks to slid one curious finger down her thong, into her heated flesh. The welcoming wetness more than made his entrance quick. Soon two fingers explored the gushing wetness that was soon to receive his body.
“Oi Joyce, you are one naughty koneko, ne? It seems you are more than ready for me… I can’t believe how ready you are… my whole hand’s wet” he hissed darkly while muttering “So hot! So good!” He said while he fingered her slowly, caressing the outer petals of her sex at first, and then entering her swiftly as he kissed her deeply. She could feel his rough pads playing lazily inside her, first one, then two. Circling unhurriedly, he pressed into her knuckle deep, making her squirm and throb deep inside.
“Motto… gimme more… please…” she panted wanted to gorge herself with his body.
She was getting lightheaded from his kiss as she clawed his back in her desperation to get closer to his hand, her legs flailing wildly. He swallowed her screams and whimpers, echoing with his tongue what his fingers were doing. The pattern was slowly driving her insane: Touch, twirl, and dip … retreat… loop, prod and thrust… retreat… dip, jab and circle… On and on he played her like a favored instrument.
Her arousal poured fire in his blood as the air flooded with her musky scent. Her excitement made her soaking wet. With a frustrated groan, he withdrew from her. Sucking the base of her exposed throat, he took hold of her thong and pulled sharply on the scrap of lace, which gave easily. Half aware, Joyce tensed slightly groaning hard as her now completely exposed self was forcefully pressed into him. The fabric scratched roughly against her most sensitive spot, sending shivers to her already over stimulated senses.
“No, Ren” she sobbed weakly “no more teasing! I can’t take it, onegai!!”
“I’m not teasing, Joyce. Just showing you what you do to me! It’s been a hellish couple of months for me. Cold baths are not something to be trifled with. Now it’s the time for some retribution, koi.” He punctuated each word with a delicious flex of his pelvis, his hands on her hips to steady her movements. ‘I’m a brute for punishment. If this keeps up, I will go as soon as I get in!’
Arching against his body, she moved, trying to get him where she wanted him. “Ren… Please!” She was desperate for his touch. Wrapping her legs around him, she moved to increasing the pressure. They were ready to cum and she was tired of waiting.
Barely freeing himself, he spread her burning sex, guided his tip to her entrance and thrust inside quickly, burying himself as deep as humanly possible with one hard thrust. ‘Tadaima!’ was the sole thought that entered his mind as his body contracted mindlessly.
“Joyce!” he cried as her muscles started to contract vise-like around his pulsing manhood. She moved jerkily against him as her legs tightened in an effort to bring him deeper inside her aching self. Unable to resist, he let himself go, his seed bathing her insides as he declared his pleasure against her sweat-soaked skin.
His knees weakened as his orgasm faded, but his cock remained erect buried deep inside her. Thrusting experimentally, he grinned watching her face tense while a moan escaped her lungs, tightening her inner muscles in a clear signal she wanted more.
“Vixen! You feel so good… so tight... I want you more than I did before. Witch!” he nibbled her neck, circling his hips as he prepared to lift her body once more. “We are doing this properly on my bed now… hope you don’t mind.” Not waiting for her answer, he changed the angle of his penetration to ease her closer. Opening the door, he stepped inside as her labored breathing made his desire run wilder by the second.
Lovingly, he savored the feel of her warm and tender flesh before disengaging from her body and lowering her onto his bed; relishing the wanton picture and protesting mewls she made lying there looking rumpled. Her cheeks were flushed as her breasts rose with every agitated breath she took. Her skirt bunched around her waist exposing her lewdly to his delight while her hungry gaze ran over him. ‘Yes, it is better than any of my movies.’ He thought with satisfaction.
Taking the time to watch her, he started feeling uncomfortable. Joyce’s eyes stared distractedly at the male standing before her, patiently waiting. Ren hesitated as he unbuckled his belt.
'What if she doesn’t like what I have to offer? I am quite thin and bony although strong…’ He thought feeling suddenly bashful. ‘I know I am not the most handsome man on earth but still…’ he hesitated moving slowly to take off his shirt. Exposing his white skin, firm abs and tightly coiled copper nipples, he fought to resist the urge to hide his body from her penetrating gaze as he allowed his shirt to drop away. She looked at him and smiled with approval, making him blush.
“Kami-sama! Is all that for the cat? Is not that I couldn’t feel it before when you held me… but, mew there is so much territory to explore and chart… Come here, koneko-chan! The cat wants to play!” she said sitting on the bed and crawling closer to him lazily. He stood rooted to the spot. Her eyes held him captive while her hands roamed over his exposed chest, raising goose bumps while she purred appreciatively. He marveled at her feral beauty, watching her stand before him, proud breasts begging to be kissed, looking disheveled and sexy as hell but in control.
“Oi, the little cat wants to play!” she stilled his hands where they were near his hips “You have had all the fun until now… I want to open my present… can I?” not pausing to wait for his answer, she started to lick and touch his skin.
“Ne! You smell so good, neko-san! You make me want to eat you whole,” she said while she buried her face on his chest. He laughed a bit at her tone, feeling more at ease.
“That’s my natural scent, cat-chan. You are welcome to smell me anytime.” He added very tongue-in-cheek some of his prior cockiness returning.
“Oh, really? Is that a fact? Lemme see for myself.” She purred maliciously as she started to follow his muscles down his chest, over his hard abs and into his lower abdomen. Attacking his pants ruthlessly, Joyce started to undress him carefully, taking notice of everything exposed to her avid gaze.
Grazing his straining length with an impish nail, she continued on her exploration down his hips and thighs. His pants fell with a sigh of surrender to the floor and his underwear soon followed. Looking up into his eyes, her nails rose to his chest to skim his tight nipples while her mouth kissed his lower abdomen. The dual sensations were fighting against each other, making him breathless.
“So soft, so hard.” She whispered hotly, her breath teasing his bobbing erection. Ignoring it in favor of nibbling his sensitive inner thigh and pelvis, she nudged his legs open delicately as she watched his every reaction with perverse satisfaction. Holding onto her shoulders for balance, he leaned back his head, feeling her cheeks nuzzle his sex like a calf, sneaking her tongue to taste his pre-cum. Moaning darkly, he gasped desperately in his need for air inside suddenly empty lungs.
“So beautiful! You are hard and soft here…like velvet steel! I can’t wait to feel your cum inside me again! Mew! The poor kitten is thirsty and oh, so hungry! She wants more of your milk, nyan! Can she take some of yours?” she smiled deviously as she firmly took hold of his length and stroked it for emphasis.
“Thick and hot! It felt so good when you moved inside me! I’m sure it will be delicious, koneko-san.” Holding his gaze, she slid her tongue slowly from the bottom up, licking her own juices in the process, but uncaring of the fact. He could feel his balls tighten as the soft wet texture went over his most sensitive place, drenching her mouth in pre-cum. Taking a deep breath, he tried to prepare for the fast approaching assault as she started to murmur and moan with greed, licking off every drop. Rolling just the tip inside her mouth like a lollipop, she wrapped her talented tongue around it. ‘Jesus! So warm, that tongue! Kami-sama, she is killing me!’
Any semblance of thought fled his mind as she drew him into her mouth without any warning. Kneading his hard ass, she licked his dick at her leisure, moaning with delight. ‘God! So good!’ He trembled like a leaf in the wind as her marvelous mouth made him weak.
“Joyce… Joyce… I’m… gonna cum… oh god!” he called, his fingers burying in her hair as he prepared to climax.
“One moment…” she protested, pressing her fingers at the base of his penis, making him writhe painfully. “The cat wants you to shoot your load inside her… its burning here… please…come on koneko… make me yours.” She demanded imperiously, darting to give him two quick licks to motivate him.
His hitched breathing stopped his words of protests as her words registered in his lust dazed brain. Pulling her roughly to her feet, he decided it was high time he took matters into his own hands.
“Then, lets us continue dancing, ne?” he murmured as he pushed them both on the bed. Joyce laughed throatily while her legs wrapped around him bringing him closer to her heat.
“Ren… Please… it feels so empty here, it hurts…” she whispered as her pelvis moved to rub herself against him once more. “Come in... Hayaku, Ren! Please…” she pleaded in a soft, urgent voice. Ren groaned, wanting to extend their pleasure but unable to even think about anything else than sinking into her heated depths. Aligning himself to her throbbing center, he pushed in, feeling again like coming home.
“Oh god… Joyce!” he whispered over and over moving recklessly inside her body. Feeling possessive, he lifted her legs and changed the angle to make his thrusts even deeper. He wanted to reach deep inside her; so deep inside he could feel her womb. He was over the edge now. Acting on instinct he didn’t know he possessed, he gave in to the need to prove to them both she was his and no one else’s.
“I will cum inside Joyce… I will fill your womb with my essence… Open wider for me!” he rasped against her lips, his tongue dueling with hers as his body pounded into her. The wet slapping sounds of their joined bodies drove them crazy with heat as the tightly coiled desire they shared pushed them into a frenzied state of wantonness.
Strangely aroused by Ren’s words, she nodded wholeheartedly. She wanted to belong to him and only him. “Please… fill me up with your hot, tasty cum Ren. Do it… Cum inside… Please… I need it! Hayaku, Ren!”
“You are mine… mine… you hear… nobody else’s!” he barked as he punctuated every word with a hard but satisfying thrust.
“Yes, I am yours… please… I want you, please!” she screamed in desperation, her nails gauging bloody trails down his back. The bed rocked and bucked, the springs protesting at the unusual punishment it was receiving, but neither paid any heed to their surroundings. They had a fire burning so brightly, so heatedly, they needed immediate release. Climbing higher in ever tightening circles, their bodies drenched in sweat as they prepared to soar over the skyline. The tension turned unbearable and both stilled as they found release, pleasure spearing their bodies as they fell off the edge of the world and turned into one pulsating being of spirit and light.
“Tadaima, Joyce…” he whispered as his body contracted feebly inside her.
“Okaeri, Ren…” she answered, realizing at that moment the truth of her words.
Home. They were finally home.
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There... this was the infamous lemon chapter... CH 13 still has more lemony goodness... so wait for it.. ne?
This is Chapter 11 : Top 20’s and a Daring Bet
http://www.livejournal.com/users/nekochan_nya/18643.html
This is Chapter 10 : Stalking Predators and Flying Feathers
http://www.livejournal.com/users/nekochan_nya/17806.html
This is Chapter 9 : Winds of Change
http://www.livejournal.com/users/nekochan_nya/17029.html
This is Chapter 8 : Dancing Cats over Coffee!
http://www.livejournal.com/users/nekochan_nya/13899.html
This is Chapter 7: Free Drinks and a Stolen Car
http://www.livejournal.com/users/nekochan_nya/11328.html
This is Chapter 6: Rehearsal Blues
http://www.livejournal.com/users/nekochan_nya/10643.html
This is Chapter 5: Neutered Cats and Singing Birds
http://www.livejournal.com/users/nekochan_nya/9593.html
This is Chapter 4: Strays and Broken Noses
http://www.livejournal.com/users/nekochan_nya/8619.html
This is Chapter 3: A Sexy Witch Hunt
http://www.livejournal.com/users/nekochan_nya/7776.html
This is chapter 2: A Study in Make Believe
http://www.livejournal.com/users/nekochan_nya/5282.html
This is chapter 1: Music and Beer
http://www.livejournal.com/users/nekochan_nya/3026.htm
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“Aw come on baby! Show me what you can do!” wheedled Masa teasingly as he cajoled a blushing Valerie into a dancing mood. “You wanted to meet him, ne… so… give him what for!” he insisted as he moved sinuously behind her.
“Masa!” she hissed as she looked at an equally embarrassed You standing just before her. “What will he…” she tried to explain as she smiled tremulously.
“Bullshit! You wanted a piece of him… so if you are going to act like a nun, then at least I won’t!” he stated shamelessly as he licked her ear and left her to make his way towards a wary You. “Ne, You-san. Shall we?” he asked impudently, sliding his hands under his shirt with a smile.
“Masa…” he tried to reason with his ex band mate but even he knew it was no use. His body tightened in response to the blatant invitation he could see shining on the onyx depths. ‘What the hell, its just for tonight!’ he shrugged and moved in closer to his dark haired partner, moving with surprising agility for somebody so tall.
Eyebrows rose with approval, he smiled wickedly. “Oi… you have gotten much more… flexible. Interesting….” He whispered hotly into his ear as he guided You’s hands around his body, eager to feel those rough pads all over his skin. Looking coyly over his shoulder, he directed a challenging glance at a stunned Valerie, daring her to protest as his elfin face broke into a naughty smile.
‘I’ll be damned if I let you get one over me!’ she thought heatedly and returned his challenge with one of her own, coming closer into him and pushing her breasts squarely into his back. “Actually, I never said I only wanted a piece of him. I’m a very greedy girl. I want all of it and that includes you.” She declared heatedly into his waiting ear as she grinds her pelvis against his ass and moved suggestively. “These are the moments I regret not being a boy… I would surely love to fuck you.” She added badly while nibbling on his earlobe and slipping a hand under his shirt.
A shiver ran through him as images flooded his brain like a broken dam. ‘Damn it! She really does know how to play me!’ he thought as he pressed back against her, lust starting to cloud his judgment as he brought You closer simultaneously.
“Tempted?” she whispered badly as her hand made its way south of the border, her hipbone pushing lazily against his tight ass. Masa shivered and laughed throatily, loving the feel of the forbidden.
'My two favorite things at one place. Masa, my boy, you definitely did something to please somebody really high in heaven tonight Ma-chan.’ He thought in a daze.
Noticing the abrupt change in his dance partner’s body language, he frowned softly, feeling his gut tense when he noticed the blissful expression on Masa’s face. Pressing closer, he gasped softly as an unidentified hand pushed against his suddenly heated sex. Surprise written on his face, his eyes flew to the daring couple before him. Twin expressions of desire met his gaze while four hands pulled him even closer. “Nande?”
“Very much so.” He confessed and smiled, welcoming You’s arousal with a naughty grin. “Somebody sure is happy to dance with us. Wanna feel?” he whispered into her ear, his head resting on her shoulder while his body met You’s impudently. Taking Valerie’s hand between his, he brought it forward to press into You’s groin. “See? My friend here wants to meet your friend.” Fire exploded in both their faces in response to his daring words, much to Masa’s enjoyment. “You must get better acquainted before the night is over. You’ve got what it takes!”
“Masa!” both chorused indignantly, unable to meet each other’s eyes but neither moved away. Instead, Valerie’s fingers started to knead the sensitive bulge under the denim before she realized her own actions. Pushing his hips forward and into her hand, You allowed himself to be fondled openly while Masa toyed with his hair. Breathless laughter soon followed as curious hands and eager bodies melded, blurring boundaries in the heated dance floor. Catcalls, applause, music all fell on a second plane while they played and teased each other, their daring growing as the night progressed.
Two hours later, their frenzied dancing was halted by eager hands that grasped Masa’s and Valerie’s shoulders.
“Val! Val!” Sammie called insistently while looking around searching for somebody.
“What!” she asked unhappily as she was forced to abandon the hazy but pleasurable mood dancing with two gorgeous men provoked in her.
“I am leaving with Chachamaru-san. This place is getting too crowded for my taste and he invited me to get a midnight drink someplace else before taking me home. Ok? Have you seen Joyce? I can’t find her nor Ren-san to tell them I’m leaving. Please tell her when you see her?” She asked her friend hurriedly, turning to signal frantically at the blond man waiting near their table. He smiled and shrugged easily, making Sammy blush and stammer. “Um... I… uh… Leaving. Tell Joyce, ok?” She paused before turning and scurrying in Chacha’s direction without another word, unsure of her current ability for coherent conversation.
Watching Sammy’s retreating back, the silent trio shared intimate looks and burst out laughing as they nodded in approbation.
“Sure, Sammy-chan… we’ll tell the cat… if, and there is a big if, we see her
before the night is over.” You chuckled darkly near Valerie’s ear.
“Naughty, Naughty Ren!” Masa tsked as Valerie giggled, feeling both her partners holding onto her butt.
“Why Valerie-chan, I do believe you won’t be saying a word to Joyce-san tonight. You will be too busy keeping us company, ne Ma-kun?” You drawled with a cocky grin on his face.
Feigning amazement, she signaled both to come closer. “Oh dear! It seems I was abandoned by my lusty friends. What will happen to poor little me now that I am left all alone with two such handsome guys!” She smiled suggestively and winked, licking her lips and caressing first one then the other’s face. “It seems I’m all yours for the night, guys! Please treat me kindly!” Grin in place, she shrugged, lowering her lashes demurely.
“I’m gonna burst if you keep on doing that thing you do with your tongue Valerie-chan. Please…” You stated, need riding him hard.
“Please what? Please do this?” she asked running her tongue over her lips with a knowing smile. Hearing a snicker behind her, she turned and brought Masa forward. “You want some too?” she asked licking her lips before teasing him with the promise of a kiss that never materialized.
Swearing, Masa’s hands went around her body, his hands caressing her sensitive derriere. “Tease!” He chided before spanking her sharply but discreetly. “Poor You-san is strung tighter than a 2 year old virgin… You want both of us, but you don’t know which one to choose. I will take away your dilemma. Two is a good number but three is even better, ne?” Unable to talk, she nodded dumbly, her breath catching as her eyelids slid sensually. “We want you tonight and we won’t allow anybody to leave with unresolved lust… Understood?” He whispered commandingly, his nails drawing lazy patterns over her body. “You-san… it seems the lady needs some convincing… let’s show her what we can do, ne?” he suggested softly, massaging the pliant flesh under his fingers.
Snickering wolfishly both suddenly came closer. Valerie’s breath hitched in her chest as the heat from both men ignited her body. If she closed her eyes she swore she could feel their hands all over her body even though she knew they were still not touching her. Her body was keyed to their touch and the anticipation was killing her. She wanted those warm, calloused hands all over her body, caressing her.
Breathless, she opened her eyes intending to provoke them into further action. Instead, she fell prisoner to You’s riveting gaze, never once noticing Masa’s arms guiding her between their bodies. When he was certain he had her complete attention, he gave her a lopsided smile and allowed his eyes to deliberately appraise a path down her face, her lush lips until they rested atop her barely covered breasts. Masa’s breath fanned her ear, his black hair whispered softly against her neck while he licked and nibbled on her tender skin. Moving sinuously to the music around them, they gasped simultaneously as their overloaded senses reeled with need. Moaning softly, her hands reached for You’s neck as she rubbed herself against Masa.
Masa and You’s bodies echoed her own as she realized she could feel twin erections rubbing intimately against her, her pantsuit increasing the contact between them. Hungrily, she danced without care, thrusting her hips mindlessly as she tried to assuage her need. You buried his face into her cleavage licking and biting desperately as Masa pressed harder against her buttocks, pushing her against You.
“Ma-kun… Ma-kun” She called breathlessly as a lull in the music made her pause. “Please… Three sounds like a wonderful number, Ma-kun. Please. I want you…” She whimpered tearfully.
“Thank God…” You whispered as he stopped touching her, his body wracked in shivers as he fought for control.
“Let’s go… I don’t want to set this place on fire once again.” Masa replied soberly.
“Once again?” Valerie asked confusion written clearly on her flushed face.
“Yeah… Remember the tangoing couple? Koneko and Joyce… I just didn’t want to tell Sammy… She will find out on her own soon enough.” He shrugged and smiled. “Let’s go to my apartment, ne? I don’t think Gackt-chan will appreciate a threesome at home if he is not welcomed into it. And he is definitely not welcomed.” You cocked his head curiously and seemed about to debate the point when Masa interrupted him dryly.
“With you… it’s fine, given our background… but nobody else. I’m possessive and you know it.” He stated persuasively as he slipped a hand down the front of Valerie’s pant to caress her distractedly. “Let’go, You-san!” he said, mimicking Gackt perfectly.
“Usero!” he replied with a fond smile as they made their way out.
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“Please don’t mind the mess.” He whispered apologetically as he opened the door for her to step in. His eyes darted ahead of her wanting to make sure nothing unduly was left in the open, since he didn’t plan on bringing anybody home tonight. ‘Goes to show how prepared I was to be bowled over by her.’ He thought with a grimace.
“You can leave your purse on the table if you want.” He whispered nervously. “You want anything to drink?” Joyce shook her head with a wry smile. “Please make yourself comfortable while I look for the drawings, ne?”
Now that they were alone at his apartment, he seemed tense and antsy. None of the stubborn, suave and maddening Ren that had been teasing her during the past few months remained. She felt a bit awkward given her less than pleasant thoughts regarding him tonight. He was proving quite interesting, even against her better judgment. ‘I feel like I’m filming a National Geographic Documentary. Here we are observing the habits of a Japanese kitten in the wild!’ she snorted before sitting on the sofa. The living room space was open and pleasant even if small and a bit cluttered. ‘Normal single male… such relief! Finding out he was actually a neat freak would have been too much for my nerves…’ she thought with a comfortable sigh.
Soon enough he was back with a portfolio full of his drawings. Sitting beside her, he waited for her permission to come closer to show her the sketches.
“Its not the greatest thing on earth but it pleases me.” He said softly suddenly unsure of the quality of his doodles. Silence greeted him as he showed her his precious collection. For each drawing he felt good about, there was at least 10 he didn’t deem worthy and had to be sacrificed. His friends thought him crazy for being so hard on himself, but it was the way he was. Growing more nervous as the seconds passed, he stole a glance at her.
“Joyce? Are you ok?” he asked when he noticed her tearful eyes.
She nodded and changed the pages almost reverently, taking in every detail lovingly crafted. “These… these…”
“Are terrible I… I know … I’m just… These are my best but…” he fell silent trying to explain as his heart dropped to his feet.
“They are the best I have ever seen!” She continued ignoring his words as her senses took in the elegant lines and cunning shading of his work. “Have you ever thought of taking this to a gallery and participate in an exhibition? I think they’re good enough to stand on their own!” she praised enthusiastically.
Ren turned to look at her incredulously. Surprise etched in his features. “You like them?”
“You are joking, right? Of course I like them! It’s a wonderful collection! You are even more talented than I thought. Look at this one! It almost pops out, so realistic! And this other one here… the shadowing is wonderful. I may not know a lot about art… but I do know what I like when I see it.” She stopped suddenly realizing how close they had gotten while sharing his drawings. “Ren?” She asked softly, staring into his eyes as he leaned closer. Losing her focus, she closed her eyes and sighed, wanting to sink into the desire they had been squirting all night long. ‘YAMI!!!’ her mind screamed desperately, making her stiffen and stand like she was slapped.
“This is not working Ren. I… can I use the bathroom?” she asked out of the blue for lack of a better excuse to leave him alone.
“Sure.” He blushed deeply as if she’d slapped him with the suddenness of her actions. “Last door down the hallway.” He said distractedly. He wanted her. She wanted him that much he could tell. Still…
‘Idiot! Don’t fall in his trap so easily! Remember Yami! Remember he confused you with a man, damn it!’ she yelled at herself as she washed her face, removing every trace of make up as best as she could. ‘Maybe this way, he will stay away from me!’ she thought spitefully, ignoring her inner voice with tenacity. Coming out of the bathroom, she went into the living room. He sat there calmly studying his drawing and making her lust after him with everything she had. “This won’t do.” She decided suddenly dropping every pretense.
“I am sorry, Ren… but I need to go.” She said softly, coaching herself to resist her own treacherous reactions. Straightening, he stood and turned around.
“We just got here… I thought you wanted to see the drawings. ” he tried before noticing her serious gaze. “Let me get your purse and I will take you home, ne?” he replied soberly.
“Oh, I can take a cab, don’t worry.” She fidgeted from one foot to the other.
“I insist... I will take you home.” He said walking towards the counter to get her purse just as she did the same.
“No, I…” her words lay forgotten between them as both hold their breath, willing their bodies to move away from temptation on their own. No such luck. As if drawn by magnets both shortened the distance magically and embraced long and deep, urged by their long suppressed desire. All too briefly the kiss stopped. Warily watching each other, they caught their breath and backed away slowly like a soldier trying to leave a minefield.
“That shouldn’t have happened, Ren-san… I know there seems to be something… between us… but…” she tried to explain when a gorgeous black cat entered the room, mewling imperiously, waiting to be fed. Distracted, Joyce stared as Ren bent to welcome the newcomer, a fond smile crossing his face.
“Yami-san! Have you finally decided to forgive me? I know I left quickly but it couldn’t be helped. I had to meet with the gaijin cat I told you about.” He whispered comically as he rubbed the cat’s chin, making it purr with pleasure. Straightening with Yami in tow, he smiled glad for the reprieve Yami unwittingly provided by interrupting the prior conversation. All of a sudden his feelings were too raw to be discussed freely and he was happy to have their next topic literally barge in on them.
“Joyce-san… Meet Kuroneko Yami.” He introduced the pair with a satisfied smile in his lips, never noticing the silence that greeted the introduction. Using a deep baritone he lifted Yami’s paw for a jaunty salute. “Hajimemashita, Joyce-san! I am a very spoiled cat, so don’t expect me to share my toys with you. Also, don’t touch the cream on the fridge, it’s all mine, even if the runt says otherwise.” He grinned teasingly.
Perturbed, Joyce smiled, nodding inanely as her mind screamed. ‘Yami is a cat! Yami is a fucking CAT?! Damn it, Joyce! A Cat! I have been trying to seduce this man to prove I am all female as opposed to a cat! I am a cat too, Joyce you idiot! I got to the point where I want to fuck him senseless even as we talk and all for a cat? How stupid can that be! Joyce!’
“Here, pet him. He doesn’t scratch.” He said taking her hand to show her how to touch his pet. Electricity ran through their bodies as their skin entered into contact and he dropped her hand in a flash. Turning on her heel, she walked quickly to the door, intending to escape before it was too late.
“Joyce? What’s wrong? Joyce?” he called after her, fearing she was somehow offended although he was not sure what about meeting Yami would have offended her.
Stopping before the door, she waited tensely for him to talk. He dropped Yami who silently padded away to his waiting food dish. Holding her shoulders hesitantly, he turned her to face him before querying softly what was wrong. “Is it so bad? What did I do?” he asked with a worried frown.
She held his gaze for all of 5 seconds before closing her eyes in surrender with a sigh. “It’s too late, Ren. Already too late … Kiss me before I remember myself…” she murmured leaning forward.
He met her halfway there, pushed against her body by an unseen force. Hands flying everywhere as they kissed with desperation borne of months of repression, of this frustratingly addictive dance they’d been doing around each other. They kissed savagely, hungrily, every pore radiating passion and need. He traced her lips with his tongue, coaxing her mouth open for him. She allowed him in distractedly, learning his textures and flavors. Their tongues dueled tirelessly, as his hands enmeshed themselves in her hair, its soft fragrance inviting him to bury his face in it.
He separated from her, their eyes making contact for the first time. He had never seen such a beautiful sight. Joyce’s face turned rosy cheeked with his kisses, her gaze starting to loose focus. ‘I am doing this to her, me, Ren; not somebody else!’
With every rapid breath she took, he felt his need for her grow and twist inside him like a knife. When she sensed his hot gaze on her body, she blushed and looked away, suddenly shy. He smiled wolfishly, taking her chin between his fingers to bring her head back. Making sure he had her attention, he licked his lips intentionally, offering with a look that sent shivers down her spine, his wholehearted approval. He neared her face and started to tease her with his lips, brushing them against her in a promised kiss that never truly happened. She grew impatient after a while and taking hold of his shoulders, she planted a deep kiss that told him precisely what he could do with his teasing kisses.
He pushed her roughly against the wall, to gain better access to the bounty hidden by that ridiculous scrap of tissue she insisted in calling her shirt. It offered no resistance against his ardor and with only a pallid snap; the chains that bind the shirt fell apart exposing her creamy breasts to his avid gaze.
“Kami-sama! So beautiful!” he swooped over her like a bird of prey, swift and silent. His lips fell on hers full of passion, his hands tracing random patterns on her skin. She whimpered full of need, clawing at his clothes, trying to get closer. Allowing a bit of space between them he helped her to get his shirt off. Her hands caressed his skin eagerly; everywhere her hands touched breaking into goose bumps, making him swear softly.
“Kuso…” He said biting his lips.
“Ren, I want…” she panted as she caressed his back, kneading his ass, drawing him closer to the ache he had created in her.
“Tell me what you want, Joyce.” He nuzzled her neck before suckling on her ear, drawing a surprised breath from her throat. His hands cupped her breasts, weighting each one and finding them to be a perfect fit for his hands. Mindlessly exploring, he found his hands in her hips under her skirt. The contrast between her soft skin and his calloused hands was intriguing to say the least.
‘So much skin and its all mine for the taking!’ Feeling greedy he decided to explore some more before marking his territory.
His tongue slid down her neck and shoulders, dropping little kisses along the way. Taking her hands in his, he pinned her against the wall while he explored. He alternated between lightly nipping choice spots of her skin and blowing on them to soothe her.
“Ren…”
“Shhh, Kirenaii… you taste so good!” he sighed while burying his face between the fragrant mounds of her breasts. He could hear her heart beat pick up its pace as he ravaged her skin. Using only his mouth, he traced each aching nipple and breast, savoring its form and taste without touching anything else. She strained against his mouth, moaning in time with his suckling. He teased her nipple with his teeth, flicking lightly in time with her moans.
The sight of her, the taste of her, the sounds she made, all drove him mad. He could see the lust he felt reflected in her eyes, making his blood run faster inside his body. Her mussed hair, kiss-swollen lips and lost gaze all signaled she wanted him, that it was mutual. She looked as lost as he felt, as needy as he was while he pressed himself between her legs. The heat in her core could be felt through the clothes both had on.
Unconsciously, he started to move against her while he worried her neck; her heat intensifying with each shallow thrust. Her mouth searched blindly for something to hold on to, finding his earlobe and latching onto it. Now he could hear every breath she drew with difficulty each time he ground hard against her. He heard every little whimper and moan distinctly, increasing his pleasure. She started to move in time with him, imitating to perfection the rhythm he’d set for himself. He felt his erection strain painfully against his pants, full to the bursting point as her arousal soaked the soft fabric. He hissed darkly against her, the pleasure spurring him on, wanting more, needing all she had to offer. He relished the feel of her hands on his body, exciting him, provoking him, driving him wild.
His hands roamed her body, caressing every inch of exposed skin. He marveled at her responsiveness. He would never mistake her reserve for frigidity again. She mewled softly as she thrust her neglected breasts against his chest, inciting him to up the ante. He grabbed her head between his hands trying to make her focus on his words.
“Joyce, are you sure you want this? Please tell me you do ‘cause… I won’t touch you otherwise!” he hissed hotly against her mouth, his hands stilling their movement. If anything, it seemed to drive her wilder.
“Oh, Ren… o negai! I need you!” she panted drawing him even closer while rubbing herself against him, “I need this! Give it to me!” A shiver ran down his body and up hers with his surrender.
Offering the gods a heartfelt prayer of thanks, he kissed her again as his hands went unbidden up her skirt. His hands latched onto her ass, pulling on her thong, lifting her bodily from the ground.
“Wrap your legs around me, Joyce. Feel my desire...” He whispered. She wrapped her body around him, burying her face at the juncture of his neck. Again, she gasped as she felt the lace of her thong slide against her groin while he took her away from the wall. She shivered and tilted her hips forward sharply, wanting to get nearer to his heat. Both groaned with pleasure at this; stepping back with deliberation he made his way to his room, every step slowly driving them mad.
Suddenly stopping in front of his door, he tried to gather his breath. She mewled with impatience, trying to get him to move for her. He waited until she looked at him. When he was sure he had her attention, he slowly ground his erect member to her wet sex. Eyes half closed, he felt her shivering madly, as he jabbed shortly against her mound, still holding her gaze.
“Can you feel that? That’s my body’s desire for you… I want to be deep inside you so badly, Joyce! I’m dying to feel your heat surrounding me. My body is burning for yours as much as yours is weeping from wanting mine” A pause, grinning devilishly as he used the door for leverage and took one hand away from her cheeks to slid one curious finger down her thong, into her heated flesh. The welcoming wetness more than made his entrance quick. Soon two fingers explored the gushing wetness that was soon to receive his body.
“Oi Joyce, you are one naughty koneko, ne? It seems you are more than ready for me… I can’t believe how ready you are… my whole hand’s wet” he hissed darkly while muttering “So hot! So good!” He said while he fingered her slowly, caressing the outer petals of her sex at first, and then entering her swiftly as he kissed her deeply. She could feel his rough pads playing lazily inside her, first one, then two. Circling unhurriedly, he pressed into her knuckle deep, making her squirm and throb deep inside.
“Motto… gimme more… please…” she panted wanted to gorge herself with his body.
She was getting lightheaded from his kiss as she clawed his back in her desperation to get closer to his hand, her legs flailing wildly. He swallowed her screams and whimpers, echoing with his tongue what his fingers were doing. The pattern was slowly driving her insane: Touch, twirl, and dip … retreat… loop, prod and thrust… retreat… dip, jab and circle… On and on he played her like a favored instrument.
Her arousal poured fire in his blood as the air flooded with her musky scent. Her excitement made her soaking wet. With a frustrated groan, he withdrew from her. Sucking the base of her exposed throat, he took hold of her thong and pulled sharply on the scrap of lace, which gave easily. Half aware, Joyce tensed slightly groaning hard as her now completely exposed self was forcefully pressed into him. The fabric scratched roughly against her most sensitive spot, sending shivers to her already over stimulated senses.
“No, Ren” she sobbed weakly “no more teasing! I can’t take it, onegai!!”
“I’m not teasing, Joyce. Just showing you what you do to me! It’s been a hellish couple of months for me. Cold baths are not something to be trifled with. Now it’s the time for some retribution, koi.” He punctuated each word with a delicious flex of his pelvis, his hands on her hips to steady her movements. ‘I’m a brute for punishment. If this keeps up, I will go as soon as I get in!’
Arching against his body, she moved, trying to get him where she wanted him. “Ren… Please!” She was desperate for his touch. Wrapping her legs around him, she moved to increasing the pressure. They were ready to cum and she was tired of waiting.
Barely freeing himself, he spread her burning sex, guided his tip to her entrance and thrust inside quickly, burying himself as deep as humanly possible with one hard thrust. ‘Tadaima!’ was the sole thought that entered his mind as his body contracted mindlessly.
“Joyce!” he cried as her muscles started to contract vise-like around his pulsing manhood. She moved jerkily against him as her legs tightened in an effort to bring him deeper inside her aching self. Unable to resist, he let himself go, his seed bathing her insides as he declared his pleasure against her sweat-soaked skin.
His knees weakened as his orgasm faded, but his cock remained erect buried deep inside her. Thrusting experimentally, he grinned watching her face tense while a moan escaped her lungs, tightening her inner muscles in a clear signal she wanted more.
“Vixen! You feel so good… so tight... I want you more than I did before. Witch!” he nibbled her neck, circling his hips as he prepared to lift her body once more. “We are doing this properly on my bed now… hope you don’t mind.” Not waiting for her answer, he changed the angle of his penetration to ease her closer. Opening the door, he stepped inside as her labored breathing made his desire run wilder by the second.
Lovingly, he savored the feel of her warm and tender flesh before disengaging from her body and lowering her onto his bed; relishing the wanton picture and protesting mewls she made lying there looking rumpled. Her cheeks were flushed as her breasts rose with every agitated breath she took. Her skirt bunched around her waist exposing her lewdly to his delight while her hungry gaze ran over him. ‘Yes, it is better than any of my movies.’ He thought with satisfaction.
Taking the time to watch her, he started feeling uncomfortable. Joyce’s eyes stared distractedly at the male standing before her, patiently waiting. Ren hesitated as he unbuckled his belt.
'What if she doesn’t like what I have to offer? I am quite thin and bony although strong…’ He thought feeling suddenly bashful. ‘I know I am not the most handsome man on earth but still…’ he hesitated moving slowly to take off his shirt. Exposing his white skin, firm abs and tightly coiled copper nipples, he fought to resist the urge to hide his body from her penetrating gaze as he allowed his shirt to drop away. She looked at him and smiled with approval, making him blush.
“Kami-sama! Is all that for the cat? Is not that I couldn’t feel it before when you held me… but, mew there is so much territory to explore and chart… Come here, koneko-chan! The cat wants to play!” she said sitting on the bed and crawling closer to him lazily. He stood rooted to the spot. Her eyes held him captive while her hands roamed over his exposed chest, raising goose bumps while she purred appreciatively. He marveled at her feral beauty, watching her stand before him, proud breasts begging to be kissed, looking disheveled and sexy as hell but in control.
“Oi, the little cat wants to play!” she stilled his hands where they were near his hips “You have had all the fun until now… I want to open my present… can I?” not pausing to wait for his answer, she started to lick and touch his skin.
“Ne! You smell so good, neko-san! You make me want to eat you whole,” she said while she buried her face on his chest. He laughed a bit at her tone, feeling more at ease.
“That’s my natural scent, cat-chan. You are welcome to smell me anytime.” He added very tongue-in-cheek some of his prior cockiness returning.
“Oh, really? Is that a fact? Lemme see for myself.” She purred maliciously as she started to follow his muscles down his chest, over his hard abs and into his lower abdomen. Attacking his pants ruthlessly, Joyce started to undress him carefully, taking notice of everything exposed to her avid gaze.
Grazing his straining length with an impish nail, she continued on her exploration down his hips and thighs. His pants fell with a sigh of surrender to the floor and his underwear soon followed. Looking up into his eyes, her nails rose to his chest to skim his tight nipples while her mouth kissed his lower abdomen. The dual sensations were fighting against each other, making him breathless.
“So soft, so hard.” She whispered hotly, her breath teasing his bobbing erection. Ignoring it in favor of nibbling his sensitive inner thigh and pelvis, she nudged his legs open delicately as she watched his every reaction with perverse satisfaction. Holding onto her shoulders for balance, he leaned back his head, feeling her cheeks nuzzle his sex like a calf, sneaking her tongue to taste his pre-cum. Moaning darkly, he gasped desperately in his need for air inside suddenly empty lungs.
“So beautiful! You are hard and soft here…like velvet steel! I can’t wait to feel your cum inside me again! Mew! The poor kitten is thirsty and oh, so hungry! She wants more of your milk, nyan! Can she take some of yours?” she smiled deviously as she firmly took hold of his length and stroked it for emphasis.
“Thick and hot! It felt so good when you moved inside me! I’m sure it will be delicious, koneko-san.” Holding his gaze, she slid her tongue slowly from the bottom up, licking her own juices in the process, but uncaring of the fact. He could feel his balls tighten as the soft wet texture went over his most sensitive place, drenching her mouth in pre-cum. Taking a deep breath, he tried to prepare for the fast approaching assault as she started to murmur and moan with greed, licking off every drop. Rolling just the tip inside her mouth like a lollipop, she wrapped her talented tongue around it. ‘Jesus! So warm, that tongue! Kami-sama, she is killing me!’
Any semblance of thought fled his mind as she drew him into her mouth without any warning. Kneading his hard ass, she licked his dick at her leisure, moaning with delight. ‘God! So good!’ He trembled like a leaf in the wind as her marvelous mouth made him weak.
“Joyce… Joyce… I’m… gonna cum… oh god!” he called, his fingers burying in her hair as he prepared to climax.
“One moment…” she protested, pressing her fingers at the base of his penis, making him writhe painfully. “The cat wants you to shoot your load inside her… its burning here… please…come on koneko… make me yours.” She demanded imperiously, darting to give him two quick licks to motivate him.
His hitched breathing stopped his words of protests as her words registered in his lust dazed brain. Pulling her roughly to her feet, he decided it was high time he took matters into his own hands.
“Then, lets us continue dancing, ne?” he murmured as he pushed them both on the bed. Joyce laughed throatily while her legs wrapped around him bringing him closer to her heat.
“Ren… Please… it feels so empty here, it hurts…” she whispered as her pelvis moved to rub herself against him once more. “Come in... Hayaku, Ren! Please…” she pleaded in a soft, urgent voice. Ren groaned, wanting to extend their pleasure but unable to even think about anything else than sinking into her heated depths. Aligning himself to her throbbing center, he pushed in, feeling again like coming home.
“Oh god… Joyce!” he whispered over and over moving recklessly inside her body. Feeling possessive, he lifted her legs and changed the angle to make his thrusts even deeper. He wanted to reach deep inside her; so deep inside he could feel her womb. He was over the edge now. Acting on instinct he didn’t know he possessed, he gave in to the need to prove to them both she was his and no one else’s.
“I will cum inside Joyce… I will fill your womb with my essence… Open wider for me!” he rasped against her lips, his tongue dueling with hers as his body pounded into her. The wet slapping sounds of their joined bodies drove them crazy with heat as the tightly coiled desire they shared pushed them into a frenzied state of wantonness.
Strangely aroused by Ren’s words, she nodded wholeheartedly. She wanted to belong to him and only him. “Please… fill me up with your hot, tasty cum Ren. Do it… Cum inside… Please… I need it! Hayaku, Ren!”
“You are mine… mine… you hear… nobody else’s!” he barked as he punctuated every word with a hard but satisfying thrust.
“Yes, I am yours… please… I want you, please!” she screamed in desperation, her nails gauging bloody trails down his back. The bed rocked and bucked, the springs protesting at the unusual punishment it was receiving, but neither paid any heed to their surroundings. They had a fire burning so brightly, so heatedly, they needed immediate release. Climbing higher in ever tightening circles, their bodies drenched in sweat as they prepared to soar over the skyline. The tension turned unbearable and both stilled as they found release, pleasure spearing their bodies as they fell off the edge of the world and turned into one pulsating being of spirit and light.
“Tadaima, Joyce…” he whispered as his body contracted feebly inside her.
“Okaeri, Ren…” she answered, realizing at that moment the truth of her words.
Home. They were finally home.
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There... this was the infamous lemon chapter... CH 13 still has more lemony goodness... so wait for it.. ne?
This is Chapter 11 : Top 20’s and a Daring Bet
http://www.livejournal.com/users/nekochan_nya/18643.html
This is Chapter 10 : Stalking Predators and Flying Feathers
http://www.livejournal.com/users/nekochan_nya/17806.html
This is Chapter 9 : Winds of Change
http://www.livejournal.com/users/nekochan_nya/17029.html
This is Chapter 8 : Dancing Cats over Coffee!
http://www.livejournal.com/users/nekochan_nya/13899.html
This is Chapter 7: Free Drinks and a Stolen Car
http://www.livejournal.com/users/nekochan_nya/11328.html
This is Chapter 6: Rehearsal Blues
http://www.livejournal.com/users/nekochan_nya/10643.html
This is Chapter 5: Neutered Cats and Singing Birds
http://www.livejournal.com/users/nekochan_nya/9593.html
This is Chapter 4: Strays and Broken Noses
http://www.livejournal.com/users/nekochan_nya/8619.html
This is Chapter 3: A Sexy Witch Hunt
http://www.livejournal.com/users/nekochan_nya/7776.html
This is chapter 2: A Study in Make Believe
http://www.livejournal.com/users/nekochan_nya/5282.html
This is chapter 1: Music and Beer
http://www.livejournal.com/users/nekochan_nya/3026.htm