Take Me In The Night...
Take Me In The Night... (NC-17)
Written by ZB24
>> This post is rated NC-17 for: Sex, oral sex, a virginal female, mentions of masturbation, and a very sexy Hiroto. (^_~)
Two pre-story notes:
This takes place in Hiroto's apartment.
They've been dating for almost a year.
Recommended reading music: "Take My Hand" by Dido
Her eyes involuntarily closed as Hiroto whispered into her ear: "I want you... badly."
They had been making out on the couch for a good fifteen minutes and both of them really wanted more. Behind the momentary darkness of her eyelids grew images of all the things she wanted him to do to her body. It was all she could do not to touch herself at the thought.
"Hiroto..." She leaned in to kiss him; hesitantly, because she was less experienced than him and still felt awkward about taking any initiative. Hiroto helped her though, by taking the lead like he always did. She was completely engrossed in the kiss and was surprised when Hiroto stood up, leaving her to feeling lost until he took her hand, making her stand up too.
"Come on," he said quietly, leading her down the hall and into his bedroom. She just stood dumbly in the middle of the room while Hiroto went to shut the door. When he turned back around, he saw her watching him before her eyes quickly darted away.
He laid his hands on her shoulders, "Don't be afraid okay?"
She nodded. "It's just.. It's my first time... I-Is that okay?" She was looking at him with questioning eyes.
"That's fine." He said, pulling her closer to him and nuzzling his face into her neck.
He moved his hands up her arms slowly, making her say his name again.
"Hiroto..." Her voice came a bit shaky...
He smiled a little bit before launching another kiss that took her by surprise, but didn't disappoint her. That addicting, soft, warm tongue of his was groping her own, playing with her mouth and causing a fog to form on her brain. Before she knew what hit her, she was lying with her back to the mattress. She whimpered because it felt so good. His tongue in her mouth and his body on top of her.
She didn't want his lips to leave her, but he had to move away so he could unbutton her shirt. Hiroto was surprised to see she was wearing absolutely nothing underneath. She instantly became nervous again and was unable to even look at him.
"Look at me," he gently said.
She reluctantly looked at him.
"I think you're beautiful..." He let his hand rest on her exposed torso, just resting there.
"Really?" she asked, searching in his eyes.
"Yes. Really."
She sat up and kissed him again. She let his hands roam her body as they kissed; He was touching her in places no one had ever touched her before. He tossed away her unbuttoned shirt and began unzipping her jeans, all without breaking the kiss.
As he was undressing her, she became even more aroused. That incessant throbbing in between her legs was maddening. She pulled away from his lips and looked him up and down before reaching out and yanking off his t-shirt, tossing it... somewhere. She laid back on the mattress as Hiroto pulled off her jeans and underwear at the same time. He smirked when he saw her staring at his crotch and took his lower garments off too. She turned a deep shade of red after laying eyes upon his arousal, but she didn't look away this time.
He moved up to her neck and started kissing it, working his way down her chest, licking and nibbling at her skin like she was a chocolate bar. The closer he got to her lower region, the quicker her breathing became. Was he really go to... Oh yes, he was!
She couldn't help it as a moan escaped her body. If that tongue had been pleasant in her mouth, it was heavenly inside her. Roaming, tasting, thrusting, massaging, probing...
"Oh~ Hiroto~~"
She gasped at how slutty she sounded and covered her mouth with her left hand, the right clasping onto those red sheets of his. She suddenly realized that he wasn't touching her and opened her eyes, looking around. Hiroto was sprawled, naked, across the bed and was fishing around in his nightstand for... lube. Yes, lubricant.
Hiroto pulled her hand away from her mouth and spoke into her ear.
"Whatever sounds to make, I want to hear them..."
She gulped,
"Because..."
He ran his hand up her thigh,
"They make me so hard."
She gasped as he pulled back, putting some lube on his fingers, and setting the bottle aside... for now. He placed his dry hand on her stomach to keep her still and eased the first finger in, reveling at the warm wetness around it and imaging what it would feel like around his cock. He couldn't help but let out what sounded like a stifled gasp and moan combined. She was moaning too, trying to arch up into his fingers. She had done this to herself many nights before, but having him do it felt so much better.
He eased the second in and watched her face twist up a little. She didn't try to stop him, but let out what sounded like a hiss. He moved his fingers in and out slowly~ the tight skin straining against his knuckles. For her, eventually the pain started to ease off and her body was once again asking him for more. He ever so carefully crept the third in, hearing an "Ah!" escape from her lips. It hurt, but at the same time, it felt so good. She was beginning to wonder if she as a masochist...
She felt him disappear again and opened her eyes to see Hiroto lubing himself up. She looked at his dick first, then his face. He was looking at her, smirking as he stroked himself, stifling moans and looking at her with lust-filled eyes. She felt embarrassed and looked away as he moved to hover over her. His face was less than an inch from hers, so she couldn't escape his eyes. Those dark maddening, sexy eyes of his...
"Do you love me?" He asked.
She kept her eyes on his for once, "Yes."
"Do you trust me?"
"Yes."
He smirked and interlaced his hands with hers above her head.
"I love you too."
She gasped, as the felt the head of his thick, throbbing, lubed length against her orifice. Her muscles involuntarily contracted until she felt Hiroto rest his head in the crook of her neck. "Relax~" he nearly whispered before before beginning to lick and kiss her neck.
It might have been foul play, but he smoothly thrust the head of his cock in while she was least expecting it. He felt her flinch and she nearly yelped, but she didn't tell him to stop. So he continued to slowly slide in completely. She was panting in his ear again...
"Can I move?" he asked, his tone neutral.
"Please!" It may seem as if she was shouting this word, but it was merely a forced whisper. She simply couldn't bring herself to speak any louder.
Hiroto started to move slowly, not speeding up until he felt her legs come up around his waist. The speed increase forced her to become quite vocal and Hiroto was loving every minute of it.
"Oh God! Hiroto please~" She begged, ashamed at how desperate she sounded, but too engrossed to do anything about it.
"Please what?" He asked, unable to keep from teasing her at least a little.
"Deeper..." She muttered out, twisting her arm into the sheet.
Somehow maintaining his speed, he managed to lengthen on his strokes. A continuous stream of moans started up and she could feel something building inside of her. Hiroto felt her hand slither between them as she began stroking herself. Between Hiroto's feverish thrusting and her vigorous stroking, it wasn't too long before she came. Arching her back and writhing beneath him not too unlike a fish out of water. Gasping for breath and clenching around his length. Watching her orgasm was enough to make Hiroto reach his. Squirting his white, creamy liquid inside of her body and letting out a long unbridled moan before collapsing on top of her, panting.
They just laid there for a moment, remembering how to breath before he gingerly pulled out of the still quavering body and rolled off of her. Once Hiroto caught his own breath, he decided to check on her.
He rolled onto his side and touched her shoulder, "Are you okay?"
She opened her eyes wearily, "Yeah... I'm fine..."
She reached out to touch his face and he smiled at her. She pulled her hand away and moved to get up, but Hiroto grabbed her arm and caused her weakened body to practically flop back upon the mattress.
“But I need to get some clothes on...” She nearly whined.
"Don't worry about it." He said, kissing her cheek.
"I might stain your sheets, I'm so wet now." She giggled out the warning.
He just chuckled and pulled her into him, "I don't care. Stay here."
They just laid there; her head on his chest, right leg entwined with his, and right arm tossed over his middle. She wasn't nervous anymore and seemed to have become comfortable with their nakedness. Hiroto couldn't help but smile at the change in her behaviour.
"Did I hurt you any?" He asked, bringing up a hand to rub her arm.
"No, you didn't. It was so perfect." She said, remembering the experience and relaxing farther into his chest.
He smiled, "I'm glad then."
He was nearly asleep when her voice voice emerged. It was a quiet whisper, almost as if she was afraid to wake him up.
"I love you, Hiroto."
"I love you too, baby."
They really meant those words. For them, sex wasn't just a mad dash for an orgasm; it was an ultimate expression of love and trust. Just as sex should be.
I've never written smut OR had sex OR kissed anyone before, so I hope I didn't disappoint you. (u_u) Gentle constructive criticism is welcome...
I was so shocked when I was finished because this ended up being 3.25 pages long. (o_o) Who knew it could take so long to write out your daydreams. XD
Of course, there were no condoms in this “story”, but YOU all should always use them (don't make me lecture you on STDs and all that shit). (^_~)
The OC is not going to get pregnant, so don't even go there. Haha~ She uses birth control...
PLEASE COMMENT if you enjoyed it! (^_^)v Thank you~
Written by ZB24
>> This post is rated NC-17 for: Sex, oral sex, a virginal female, mentions of masturbation, and a very sexy Hiroto. (^_~)
Two pre-story notes:
This takes place in Hiroto's apartment.
They've been dating for almost a year.
Recommended reading music: "Take My Hand" by Dido
Click to viewHer eyes involuntarily closed as Hiroto whispered into her ear: "I want you... badly."
They had been making out on the couch for a good fifteen minutes and both of them really wanted more. Behind the momentary darkness of her eyelids grew images of all the things she wanted him to do to her body. It was all she could do not to touch herself at the thought.
"Hiroto..." She leaned in to kiss him; hesitantly, because she was less experienced than him and still felt awkward about taking any initiative. Hiroto helped her though, by taking the lead like he always did. She was completely engrossed in the kiss and was surprised when Hiroto stood up, leaving her to feeling lost until he took her hand, making her stand up too.
"Come on," he said quietly, leading her down the hall and into his bedroom. She just stood dumbly in the middle of the room while Hiroto went to shut the door. When he turned back around, he saw her watching him before her eyes quickly darted away.
He laid his hands on her shoulders, "Don't be afraid okay?"
She nodded. "It's just.. It's my first time... I-Is that okay?" She was looking at him with questioning eyes.
"That's fine." He said, pulling her closer to him and nuzzling his face into her neck.
He moved his hands up her arms slowly, making her say his name again.
"Hiroto..." Her voice came a bit shaky...
He smiled a little bit before launching another kiss that took her by surprise, but didn't disappoint her. That addicting, soft, warm tongue of his was groping her own, playing with her mouth and causing a fog to form on her brain. Before she knew what hit her, she was lying with her back to the mattress. She whimpered because it felt so good. His tongue in her mouth and his body on top of her.
She didn't want his lips to leave her, but he had to move away so he could unbutton her shirt. Hiroto was surprised to see she was wearing absolutely nothing underneath. She instantly became nervous again and was unable to even look at him.
"Look at me," he gently said.
She reluctantly looked at him.
"I think you're beautiful..." He let his hand rest on her exposed torso, just resting there.
"Really?" she asked, searching in his eyes.
"Yes. Really."
She sat up and kissed him again. She let his hands roam her body as they kissed; He was touching her in places no one had ever touched her before. He tossed away her unbuttoned shirt and began unzipping her jeans, all without breaking the kiss.
As he was undressing her, she became even more aroused. That incessant throbbing in between her legs was maddening. She pulled away from his lips and looked him up and down before reaching out and yanking off his t-shirt, tossing it... somewhere. She laid back on the mattress as Hiroto pulled off her jeans and underwear at the same time. He smirked when he saw her staring at his crotch and took his lower garments off too. She turned a deep shade of red after laying eyes upon his arousal, but she didn't look away this time.
He moved up to her neck and started kissing it, working his way down her chest, licking and nibbling at her skin like she was a chocolate bar. The closer he got to her lower region, the quicker her breathing became. Was he really go to... Oh yes, he was!
She couldn't help it as a moan escaped her body. If that tongue had been pleasant in her mouth, it was heavenly inside her. Roaming, tasting, thrusting, massaging, probing...
"Oh~ Hiroto~~"
She gasped at how slutty she sounded and covered her mouth with her left hand, the right clasping onto those red sheets of his. She suddenly realized that he wasn't touching her and opened her eyes, looking around. Hiroto was sprawled, naked, across the bed and was fishing around in his nightstand for... lube. Yes, lubricant.
Hiroto pulled her hand away from her mouth and spoke into her ear.
"Whatever sounds to make, I want to hear them..."
She gulped,
"Because..."
He ran his hand up her thigh,
"They make me so hard."
She gasped as he pulled back, putting some lube on his fingers, and setting the bottle aside... for now. He placed his dry hand on her stomach to keep her still and eased the first finger in, reveling at the warm wetness around it and imaging what it would feel like around his cock. He couldn't help but let out what sounded like a stifled gasp and moan combined. She was moaning too, trying to arch up into his fingers. She had done this to herself many nights before, but having him do it felt so much better.
He eased the second in and watched her face twist up a little. She didn't try to stop him, but let out what sounded like a hiss. He moved his fingers in and out slowly~ the tight skin straining against his knuckles. For her, eventually the pain started to ease off and her body was once again asking him for more. He ever so carefully crept the third in, hearing an "Ah!" escape from her lips. It hurt, but at the same time, it felt so good. She was beginning to wonder if she as a masochist...
She felt him disappear again and opened her eyes to see Hiroto lubing himself up. She looked at his dick first, then his face. He was looking at her, smirking as he stroked himself, stifling moans and looking at her with lust-filled eyes. She felt embarrassed and looked away as he moved to hover over her. His face was less than an inch from hers, so she couldn't escape his eyes. Those dark maddening, sexy eyes of his...
"Do you love me?" He asked.
She kept her eyes on his for once, "Yes."
"Do you trust me?"
"Yes."
He smirked and interlaced his hands with hers above her head.
"I love you too."
She gasped, as the felt the head of his thick, throbbing, lubed length against her orifice. Her muscles involuntarily contracted until she felt Hiroto rest his head in the crook of her neck. "Relax~" he nearly whispered before before beginning to lick and kiss her neck.
It might have been foul play, but he smoothly thrust the head of his cock in while she was least expecting it. He felt her flinch and she nearly yelped, but she didn't tell him to stop. So he continued to slowly slide in completely. She was panting in his ear again...
"Can I move?" he asked, his tone neutral.
"Please!" It may seem as if she was shouting this word, but it was merely a forced whisper. She simply couldn't bring herself to speak any louder.
Hiroto started to move slowly, not speeding up until he felt her legs come up around his waist. The speed increase forced her to become quite vocal and Hiroto was loving every minute of it.
"Oh God! Hiroto please~" She begged, ashamed at how desperate she sounded, but too engrossed to do anything about it.
"Please what?" He asked, unable to keep from teasing her at least a little.
"Deeper..." She muttered out, twisting her arm into the sheet.
Somehow maintaining his speed, he managed to lengthen on his strokes. A continuous stream of moans started up and she could feel something building inside of her. Hiroto felt her hand slither between them as she began stroking herself. Between Hiroto's feverish thrusting and her vigorous stroking, it wasn't too long before she came. Arching her back and writhing beneath him not too unlike a fish out of water. Gasping for breath and clenching around his length. Watching her orgasm was enough to make Hiroto reach his. Squirting his white, creamy liquid inside of her body and letting out a long unbridled moan before collapsing on top of her, panting.
They just laid there for a moment, remembering how to breath before he gingerly pulled out of the still quavering body and rolled off of her. Once Hiroto caught his own breath, he decided to check on her.
He rolled onto his side and touched her shoulder, "Are you okay?"
She opened her eyes wearily, "Yeah... I'm fine..."
She reached out to touch his face and he smiled at her. She pulled her hand away and moved to get up, but Hiroto grabbed her arm and caused her weakened body to practically flop back upon the mattress.
“But I need to get some clothes on...” She nearly whined.
"Don't worry about it." He said, kissing her cheek.
"I might stain your sheets, I'm so wet now." She giggled out the warning.
He just chuckled and pulled her into him, "I don't care. Stay here."
They just laid there; her head on his chest, right leg entwined with his, and right arm tossed over his middle. She wasn't nervous anymore and seemed to have become comfortable with their nakedness. Hiroto couldn't help but smile at the change in her behaviour.
"Did I hurt you any?" He asked, bringing up a hand to rub her arm.
"No, you didn't. It was so perfect." She said, remembering the experience and relaxing farther into his chest.
He smiled, "I'm glad then."
He was nearly asleep when her voice voice emerged. It was a quiet whisper, almost as if she was afraid to wake him up.
"I love you, Hiroto."
"I love you too, baby."
They really meant those words. For them, sex wasn't just a mad dash for an orgasm; it was an ultimate expression of love and trust. Just as sex should be.
I've never written smut OR had sex OR kissed anyone before, so I hope I didn't disappoint you. (u_u) Gentle constructive criticism is welcome...
I was so shocked when I was finished because this ended up being 3.25 pages long. (o_o) Who knew it could take so long to write out your daydreams. XD
Of course, there were no condoms in this “story”, but YOU all should always use them (don't make me lecture you on STDs and all that shit). (^_~)
The OC is not going to get pregnant, so don't even go there. Haha~ She uses birth control...
PLEASE COMMENT if you enjoyed it! (^_^)v Thank you~