BLACK CHERRY / The Game (Chapter 5)
Title: The Game (Chapter 5)
Fandom: BLACK CHERRY
Characters: Ryo x はるき
Genre: General
Table: One
Prompt: 033. Danger
Word Count: 2117
Rating: R-15
Summary: The rules of The Game were very simple.
Author's Notes: Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four.
The Game
Chapter Five
(033. Danger)
Haruki guiltily stared at her reflection as she tried to calm herself with the sound of running water. She was still reeling from how brazen she’d acted just minutes ago. Admittedly it felt exhilarating, and that was what made her feel more ashamed about it.
During those blissful moments she felt like someone else entirely. She never thought she had it in her to feel so liberated and just so... unrestricted. It was only her second time to experience sex and yet tonight had opened up new possibilities that she never thought existed. She’d always had a more conservative outlook about how something so intimate should be done, and yet...
Haruki closed her eyes and shook her head. Last thing she wanted was for Ryou to think she was some whore, and yet he himself had a transformation of his own. He’d been so sweet and gentle the first time that tonight felt like she’d done it with a stranger. Had he simply been holding back then? The mere memory of how ruthlessly he’d moved inside her sent an unbecoming tingle down her spine. It hurt in the beginning, yes, but after that...
She turned off the faucet and sighed. No, that was enough indulgence for one night. She dried herself clean, suddenly realizing that she’d left her panties outside.
“Oh what the heck, he’s seen the whole thing already,” she muttered to herself as she opened the door and reentered the bedroom.
To her faint surprise, the bed was empty. She quickly put her underwear on and stepped outside to find him drinking a bottle of water by the fridge. He’d slipped on black boxer briefs, but the rest of his sculpted body was still visible for her to appreciate as she watched him from the doorway.
He saw her silhouette by the door. He thought he saw her flinch, almost as if she didn’t want to get caught staring.
“Hey,” He called out.
She took a tentative step forward, standing in her shirt and undies as she shyly smiled at him. “Hey.”
He leaned a hip against the kitchen island and appraised his latest conquest. Her face was still slightly flushed, giving her a positively radiant glow. Hers was the face of a girl who just thoroughly enjoyed herself, and he felt a small rush of desire return to him. He never particularly cared about what his partners felt; he was a selfish bastard in bed and he embraced it, but there was something about her that made him want to pleasure her. Perhaps it was the way she sounded when he fucked her, groaning and moaning until her voice grew husky with need...
He mentally shook his head of that last distracting thought and faced the fridge again. “Do you want something to drink?”
“Sure,” she replied, approaching him as he handed her a new bottle.
“You have chocolate?” she asked, spotting the box of sweets before the fridge door swung shut.
“Yes, but it’s dark chocolate. I don’t like sweet things.”
“Can I have some?” she requested. He shrugged as he took it out for her.
She opened the small box and ate a piece. He couldn’t help but smirk as she bit on the cold, hardened chocolate with some difficulty. Finally, she relished the treat and chewed on it like a complacent child.
“I should’ve gotten dessert. Those chocolates are a little old.”
“It’s fine,” she smiled. “Sweets are sweets. I’ll take whatever I can.”
“A sweet tooth, huh?” he mused, observing her lick her fingertips as the chocolate began to melt.
She nodded, taking a piece out for him. “You want some?”
He let her feed him as he caught a finger and trapped it between his lips. She giggled as she managed to yank it out.
“Oh no, there’s just one left,” she pouted. “Well, it’s yours. You can have it.”
“Take it,” he said. “Be my guest.”
“You sure?” She unsurely eyed him. “You know what? We’ll just share it.”
She took a clean bite down the middle and offered him the remaining half.
“I know a better way to share it,” he murmured, taking the chocolate from her fingertips before leaning forward to kiss her.
Haruki moaned, delightfully surprised as the bittersweet taste lingered in their mouths. His tongue expertly coaxed hers until it became a heated battle for the melting piece between them. She found herself giggling through their kiss as Ryou snaked an arm around her waist, as if pulling her closer to him would give him a better advantage.
It certainly did, for the discovery of his hard length against her surprised her, and that was all it took for him to have the chocolate in his possession. She let out a groan of frustration and decided to brush her hips against his erection. It elicited a grunt from him as the treat returned to her mouth. She pulled away before he could steal it back from her and finished it with a triumphant smile.
“That wasn’t very fair,” he muttered, cornering her until she hit the sink. She giggled again, the sound of her laughter echoing in his apartment.
“You started it,” she countered, looking up to meet his reheated gaze. She didn’t feel as uneasy anymore as she stood on tiptoe to kiss him, albeit softly. He indulged her by lowering his head, deepening it until she put a hand to his shoulder and pulled away.
“I have to go,” she halfheartedly sighed. “I don’t want to miss the last train.”
“I’ll drive you home,” he mumbled, kissing her again.
She pulled away once more. “It’s too far.”
“Then stay the night.”
It surprised even himself as Haruki blinked at him with disbelief.
“Are you sure?” She worriedly frowned. “I don’t want to impose.”
He would sound stupid to retract his words now. He almost forgot what made him say such a thing, until he remembered that a half-naked girl was still standing before him.
“Yes,” he whispered, sneaking a hand up her shirt to squeeze her left breast. “I’m not letting you go anywhere tonight.”
Her knees almost weakened with his hot breath in her ear. He trailed his hand down to the space between her legs and found her already wet and ready for him.
He dragged her back to the bedroom before she could say anything more.
--
He woke up to find Haruki no longer in his apartment the following morning. He assumed she’d already left as he went ahead to shower and get ready for work. As he went into the kitchen, already dressed to get breakfast, he found her scribble on the small whiteboard of his fridge.
Sorry I left without saying goodbye. I didn’t want to wake you up!
He couldn’t help but smirk. It was just like her to always be so cautious about everything. To his surprise, he noticed that she’d washed all the dishes that were left pending on the sink last night.
“Silly girl,” He shook his head as he grabbed an apple from the fruit basket and left for work.
He didn’t have class with Haruki today, and he was thankful. After sleeping on it he realized last night had been uncharacteristic of him. He’d never let a pawn stay over nor did he fuck one more than once in a day. Well technically he did before, but that was to clear another level in the game. He’d kept the camera shut in his room for the remainder of the night, though it didn’t stop him from fucking Haruki for at least one more round before going to bed.
Three times. He’d fucked her three times in one day. It was certainly strange, though over the course of the day as he went through his lessons he began to wonder if he and Haruki simply had a high sexual compatibility. She didn’t have the biggest breasts or the greatest techniques, but his attraction to her seemed to lie beyond physical attributes.
There was just something addicting about her. Was it the allure of her innocence? She was certainly far from innocent mere hours ago; in fact she seemed to become less and less inhibited each time. He was awakening a wild hunger inside her, and perhaps that was what made him so fascinated.
Well, something like that wasn’t going to last long. She’d mature and he’d get tired of her. He wouldn’t even be surprised if she became a sex addict after everything. It might prove tricky to get rid of her soon, but for the meantime he’d enjoy the ride while it lasted.
His reprieve was short-lived as he felt his cellphone vibrate. He took it out of his pocket and sighed at the message she just sent him.
Where are you now? Can we talk?
Great. She was becoming needy. Admittedly part of that was his fault. He never should’ve let her stay over last night...
He exhaled through his nostrils as he replied, Sure. Room 212.
He’d indulge her with a quick chat and give her an excuse. Papers to check. Reports to type. The usual.
It took her less than five minutes to arrive in the classroom. The rest of the students had already left, with dismissal having been more than half an hour ago.
Today Haruki was dressed in a simple cardigan, shorts, and ankle boots. She wore a beanie over her head as she entered the room with her books clutched close to her chest.
“Hey,” She sheepishly smiled.
He raked his gaze over her ensemble and found it rather appealing on her. It made her look like a regular teenager, so ordinary one would never think she was quite the hellcat in bed...
Ryou angrily snapped his focus back in place. Why did his mind always wander to those thoughts whenever she stood before him?
“I won’t take long,” she said, retaining a safe distance from him. “I personally wanted to apologize for leaving you this morning.”
“Don’t worry about it,” he drawled, rising from his chair to pack his things.
“I uh, also wanted to tell you that my parents are arriving this weekend.”
Ryou almost froze in placing a folder inside his bag. Christ, she wasn’t going to ask him to meet her parents now, was she?
“I just wanted to let you know that I’ll be gone all week. I’ll be showing them around, so...”
He almost sighed audibly with such relief that he had to exert effort to keep a straight face.
“Alright,” He decided to feign concern and creased his forehead. “You’ll be alright skipping class for a whole week?”
“Well, they already booked all these trips before I knew it,” she shrugged. “Would you mind sending me the handouts and assignments you’ll be giving out next week?”
“Of course not. I’ll just e-mail them to you.”
“Good,” she nodded, smiling. “Thanks.”
He wanly smiled back at her. “Have a safe trip and enjoy.”
“I will,” she grinned, taking a step back as her smile wavered slightly. “I’ll see you next week then.”
He vaguely had a feeling she wanted to kiss him, but he was thankful that she didn’t as she turned on her heel and left without another word.
Ryou resumed packing up his things as she exited the room.
Good fortune seemed to be in his favor this term. Things had started out slow, and while he had only a little over a month left before the semester ended, at this rate he was confident he would win The Game. He’d feared that Haruki would turn out to be weak and needy, but she seemed to be handling things far better than expected. It was just a shame he could only have her for a few weeks more. Perhaps after the end of the term he’d have her on the side. She’d make an excellent fuck buddy...
The memory of last night returned to him in a wave, and Ryou had to bite back a scowl as he felt himself stir again. For a second he felt a deep frustration at the reminder that he wouldn’t be able to have her again until next week. It suddenly felt almost painful that he couldn’t plunge himself deep in that warm tightness of hers for another seven days...
Ryou mentally slapped himself. This was getting ridiculous. Perhaps he was the one becoming a sex addict. Fortunately for him, he could remedy that any time he wanted, and no one was going to be able to stop him.
Ryou grabbed his things and left the room, deciding he would celebrate Haruki’s absence with a couple of lucky ladies this week.
to be continued
Fandom: BLACK CHERRY
Characters: Ryo x はるき
Genre: General
Table: One
Prompt: 033. Danger
Word Count: 2117
Rating: R-15
Summary: The rules of The Game were very simple.
Author's Notes: Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four.
The Game
Chapter Five
(033. Danger)
Haruki guiltily stared at her reflection as she tried to calm herself with the sound of running water. She was still reeling from how brazen she’d acted just minutes ago. Admittedly it felt exhilarating, and that was what made her feel more ashamed about it.
During those blissful moments she felt like someone else entirely. She never thought she had it in her to feel so liberated and just so... unrestricted. It was only her second time to experience sex and yet tonight had opened up new possibilities that she never thought existed. She’d always had a more conservative outlook about how something so intimate should be done, and yet...
Haruki closed her eyes and shook her head. Last thing she wanted was for Ryou to think she was some whore, and yet he himself had a transformation of his own. He’d been so sweet and gentle the first time that tonight felt like she’d done it with a stranger. Had he simply been holding back then? The mere memory of how ruthlessly he’d moved inside her sent an unbecoming tingle down her spine. It hurt in the beginning, yes, but after that...
She turned off the faucet and sighed. No, that was enough indulgence for one night. She dried herself clean, suddenly realizing that she’d left her panties outside.
“Oh what the heck, he’s seen the whole thing already,” she muttered to herself as she opened the door and reentered the bedroom.
To her faint surprise, the bed was empty. She quickly put her underwear on and stepped outside to find him drinking a bottle of water by the fridge. He’d slipped on black boxer briefs, but the rest of his sculpted body was still visible for her to appreciate as she watched him from the doorway.
He saw her silhouette by the door. He thought he saw her flinch, almost as if she didn’t want to get caught staring.
“Hey,” He called out.
She took a tentative step forward, standing in her shirt and undies as she shyly smiled at him. “Hey.”
He leaned a hip against the kitchen island and appraised his latest conquest. Her face was still slightly flushed, giving her a positively radiant glow. Hers was the face of a girl who just thoroughly enjoyed herself, and he felt a small rush of desire return to him. He never particularly cared about what his partners felt; he was a selfish bastard in bed and he embraced it, but there was something about her that made him want to pleasure her. Perhaps it was the way she sounded when he fucked her, groaning and moaning until her voice grew husky with need...
He mentally shook his head of that last distracting thought and faced the fridge again. “Do you want something to drink?”
“Sure,” she replied, approaching him as he handed her a new bottle.
“You have chocolate?” she asked, spotting the box of sweets before the fridge door swung shut.
“Yes, but it’s dark chocolate. I don’t like sweet things.”
“Can I have some?” she requested. He shrugged as he took it out for her.
She opened the small box and ate a piece. He couldn’t help but smirk as she bit on the cold, hardened chocolate with some difficulty. Finally, she relished the treat and chewed on it like a complacent child.
“I should’ve gotten dessert. Those chocolates are a little old.”
“It’s fine,” she smiled. “Sweets are sweets. I’ll take whatever I can.”
“A sweet tooth, huh?” he mused, observing her lick her fingertips as the chocolate began to melt.
She nodded, taking a piece out for him. “You want some?”
He let her feed him as he caught a finger and trapped it between his lips. She giggled as she managed to yank it out.
“Oh no, there’s just one left,” she pouted. “Well, it’s yours. You can have it.”
“Take it,” he said. “Be my guest.”
“You sure?” She unsurely eyed him. “You know what? We’ll just share it.”
She took a clean bite down the middle and offered him the remaining half.
“I know a better way to share it,” he murmured, taking the chocolate from her fingertips before leaning forward to kiss her.
Haruki moaned, delightfully surprised as the bittersweet taste lingered in their mouths. His tongue expertly coaxed hers until it became a heated battle for the melting piece between them. She found herself giggling through their kiss as Ryou snaked an arm around her waist, as if pulling her closer to him would give him a better advantage.
It certainly did, for the discovery of his hard length against her surprised her, and that was all it took for him to have the chocolate in his possession. She let out a groan of frustration and decided to brush her hips against his erection. It elicited a grunt from him as the treat returned to her mouth. She pulled away before he could steal it back from her and finished it with a triumphant smile.
“That wasn’t very fair,” he muttered, cornering her until she hit the sink. She giggled again, the sound of her laughter echoing in his apartment.
“You started it,” she countered, looking up to meet his reheated gaze. She didn’t feel as uneasy anymore as she stood on tiptoe to kiss him, albeit softly. He indulged her by lowering his head, deepening it until she put a hand to his shoulder and pulled away.
“I have to go,” she halfheartedly sighed. “I don’t want to miss the last train.”
“I’ll drive you home,” he mumbled, kissing her again.
She pulled away once more. “It’s too far.”
“Then stay the night.”
It surprised even himself as Haruki blinked at him with disbelief.
“Are you sure?” She worriedly frowned. “I don’t want to impose.”
He would sound stupid to retract his words now. He almost forgot what made him say such a thing, until he remembered that a half-naked girl was still standing before him.
“Yes,” he whispered, sneaking a hand up her shirt to squeeze her left breast. “I’m not letting you go anywhere tonight.”
Her knees almost weakened with his hot breath in her ear. He trailed his hand down to the space between her legs and found her already wet and ready for him.
He dragged her back to the bedroom before she could say anything more.
--
He woke up to find Haruki no longer in his apartment the following morning. He assumed she’d already left as he went ahead to shower and get ready for work. As he went into the kitchen, already dressed to get breakfast, he found her scribble on the small whiteboard of his fridge.
Sorry I left without saying goodbye. I didn’t want to wake you up!
He couldn’t help but smirk. It was just like her to always be so cautious about everything. To his surprise, he noticed that she’d washed all the dishes that were left pending on the sink last night.
“Silly girl,” He shook his head as he grabbed an apple from the fruit basket and left for work.
He didn’t have class with Haruki today, and he was thankful. After sleeping on it he realized last night had been uncharacteristic of him. He’d never let a pawn stay over nor did he fuck one more than once in a day. Well technically he did before, but that was to clear another level in the game. He’d kept the camera shut in his room for the remainder of the night, though it didn’t stop him from fucking Haruki for at least one more round before going to bed.
Three times. He’d fucked her three times in one day. It was certainly strange, though over the course of the day as he went through his lessons he began to wonder if he and Haruki simply had a high sexual compatibility. She didn’t have the biggest breasts or the greatest techniques, but his attraction to her seemed to lie beyond physical attributes.
There was just something addicting about her. Was it the allure of her innocence? She was certainly far from innocent mere hours ago; in fact she seemed to become less and less inhibited each time. He was awakening a wild hunger inside her, and perhaps that was what made him so fascinated.
Well, something like that wasn’t going to last long. She’d mature and he’d get tired of her. He wouldn’t even be surprised if she became a sex addict after everything. It might prove tricky to get rid of her soon, but for the meantime he’d enjoy the ride while it lasted.
His reprieve was short-lived as he felt his cellphone vibrate. He took it out of his pocket and sighed at the message she just sent him.
Where are you now? Can we talk?
Great. She was becoming needy. Admittedly part of that was his fault. He never should’ve let her stay over last night...
He exhaled through his nostrils as he replied, Sure. Room 212.
He’d indulge her with a quick chat and give her an excuse. Papers to check. Reports to type. The usual.
It took her less than five minutes to arrive in the classroom. The rest of the students had already left, with dismissal having been more than half an hour ago.
Today Haruki was dressed in a simple cardigan, shorts, and ankle boots. She wore a beanie over her head as she entered the room with her books clutched close to her chest.
“Hey,” She sheepishly smiled.
He raked his gaze over her ensemble and found it rather appealing on her. It made her look like a regular teenager, so ordinary one would never think she was quite the hellcat in bed...
Ryou angrily snapped his focus back in place. Why did his mind always wander to those thoughts whenever she stood before him?
“I won’t take long,” she said, retaining a safe distance from him. “I personally wanted to apologize for leaving you this morning.”
“Don’t worry about it,” he drawled, rising from his chair to pack his things.
“I uh, also wanted to tell you that my parents are arriving this weekend.”
Ryou almost froze in placing a folder inside his bag. Christ, she wasn’t going to ask him to meet her parents now, was she?
“I just wanted to let you know that I’ll be gone all week. I’ll be showing them around, so...”
He almost sighed audibly with such relief that he had to exert effort to keep a straight face.
“Alright,” He decided to feign concern and creased his forehead. “You’ll be alright skipping class for a whole week?”
“Well, they already booked all these trips before I knew it,” she shrugged. “Would you mind sending me the handouts and assignments you’ll be giving out next week?”
“Of course not. I’ll just e-mail them to you.”
“Good,” she nodded, smiling. “Thanks.”
He wanly smiled back at her. “Have a safe trip and enjoy.”
“I will,” she grinned, taking a step back as her smile wavered slightly. “I’ll see you next week then.”
He vaguely had a feeling she wanted to kiss him, but he was thankful that she didn’t as she turned on her heel and left without another word.
Ryou resumed packing up his things as she exited the room.
Good fortune seemed to be in his favor this term. Things had started out slow, and while he had only a little over a month left before the semester ended, at this rate he was confident he would win The Game. He’d feared that Haruki would turn out to be weak and needy, but she seemed to be handling things far better than expected. It was just a shame he could only have her for a few weeks more. Perhaps after the end of the term he’d have her on the side. She’d make an excellent fuck buddy...
The memory of last night returned to him in a wave, and Ryou had to bite back a scowl as he felt himself stir again. For a second he felt a deep frustration at the reminder that he wouldn’t be able to have her again until next week. It suddenly felt almost painful that he couldn’t plunge himself deep in that warm tightness of hers for another seven days...
Ryou mentally slapped himself. This was getting ridiculous. Perhaps he was the one becoming a sex addict. Fortunately for him, he could remedy that any time he wanted, and no one was going to be able to stop him.
Ryou grabbed his things and left the room, deciding he would celebrate Haruki’s absence with a couple of lucky ladies this week.
to be continued