`ramalama; bang, bang xx

[`mizuno reiko]

i wanna drive you into the corner
and kiss you without a sound

“I’ll be glad to follow you, but I’ll hold on to the bottle if you don’t mind.”

She was stepping into a territory that was surprisingly most unknown to her. Her head was rather fogged, and she couldn't make much sense out of her thoughts; focused solely on the male before her. Planning her next move with the utmost care. Was the game even in play, anymore? Or had it been forgotten once she over stepped that boundary, and almost kissed him? There were so many possibilities, but only a few made sense to her. Mostly, though, she was trying to conjure up a move, some words, maybe an action. She glanced at the bottle, now in his hands, and licked her lips; a subconscious gesture of hers when she was thinking.

Honestly, she felt like grabbing the bottle, and drinking her nerves away. How in the name of all that is Godly, was she suppose to stand up in challenge to this male? Where's that confidence that you're infamous for, eh? she asked herself as she smiled in spite of her inner turmoil. It kind of got hidden under the tension, I suppose. One breath, two. Three breaths, four. It's a win, win situation either way. But 'either way', Reiko was taking one of those big steps, you know? The kind of big step that might come back to haunt you, and would probably ruin you. But hell, what was the big deal? It's not like much would change; everyone already believed it.

"Do me a favor, Rei, and please don't get yourself into anything too serious, okay?" She remembered her Father's all too serious words when he had that talk with her. The one that mostly involved him explaining to her, in detail, what could and would happen if she did certain things. Regardless of whether or not she knew them already, he had taken on the duties of a Father for once and acted like one. Because even though her Mother and Father were good people... they were never really suppose to be parents.

Then, then Eiji's words repeated over and over in the back of her mind; like one of those fore warnings. "Hey, Rei? Don't do anything stupid when I'm not around." Because despite how much of a bastard Eiji was, he was still her big brother; and he'd be damned if he wasn't there to protect her when she needed protecting the most.

"Sweetie, I'm just worried about you... Please don't let yourself get hurt." Her Mother had said in one of those warm, nice but troublesome moments of hers. You know, the ones where your Mother breaks down crying because she thinks she did a bad job bringing her daughter up? Because even though Chie loved her children to the moon and back, she wasn't exactly 'Mother Material'.

And then Hajime; Hajime, Hajime, Hajime. The cliche over protective big brother that was best friend, teacher, guardian and idol. "If any of them do take advantage of you; I will personally shove their heads up their asses, take them to court for rape, destroy their pathetic lives and then lock you up in an Church far, far away from here."

All in all, they all probably wouldn't be too happy if they found out about this. And yes, Reiko had the grace to feel a little bad about it, but she figured that if she knew what she was doing, and agreed to it; then it wasn't that bad. But do you know what you're doing, Rei? There was a pause, before a negative, probably not. Reiko's attention traveled from the bottle of 'Rei' to Satoshi's gaze, smirking as she walked over to the till and rummaged around in the cupboard underneath it; taking out a set of room keys. Who knows, he might not even take it that far. She mused, expertly sliding over the bar counter again.

In one of those entirely provocative styles of walking, she approached Satoshi; hips swaying with just the right momentum, eyes solely on him, twirling the set of keys around on her finger. When she reached him, Reiko merely let her hand glide over his in one of those feather soft, lovely touches that were always too fleeting. Without words, urging him to follow her up the stairs that she was headed towards.

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o o c ; this flu is having too much of an effect on my posting/brain/will power. >>; I apologize.

[Satoshi]

I want to hold you close
Skin pressed against me tight
Lie still, close your eyes, girl
So lovely it feels so right.

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It was one of those feelings that one gets right before something very big would happen; The heart paces rapidly, and the mind flashes images of provocative interaction. Satoshi knew exactly what he was doing, but there was a pause between his breaths that made things seem... unclear. At the most, Satoshi would wake up the following morning with Reiko cuddled against his warmth, or at the least, Satoshi would leave this night, after a pleasant time that only required a touch in the most sensitive areas. He never went beyond what the other wanted, he always left it up to them how much they wanted, and how much they were willing. Satoshi is not the one to take advantage; nor is he the type to leave without that climatic gasp that he longed for.

Satoshi wanted something from Reiko, but he'd leave that up to her, since he has decided that he'd let her feel victorious. It wasn't really about the game anymore; it was the simplest fact that this is the longest he's gone with someone without feeling pain or misery. He'd be often reminded of the disappointments in his life, dragging on about the fool that he is, women seemed to remind him of this constantly. Reiko was an exception; in a way, she seems to be just like him. Shrouded in mystery and hidden behind closed doors, a secret worth unveiling tonight. To be wrapped in those arms tonight would seem like heaven. It didn't matter what kind of person Satoshi was, he just missed the love, even if this was just a temporary fix, he'd be happy knowing that someone is handing him some affection. I sure do love it though.

Reiko had went through the mess in the cupboard again and pulled out a set of keys. She slid across the counter and hopped down. She swayed swiftly and so elegantly, though in reality, elegance could be far from it. With an inviting smile, a slight pause, and a gently breeze of her touch against his hand, she walked on towards the stairs. Satoshi's mind went blank as he saw her walking by; her sensual and heated sway of her hips drew him in, pulled him towards her as she took step by step up those stairs. Round a corner and up more stairs; how far would she go up?

There aren't many people around. The time to move is now. The words surged in his mind, over and over again. What stopped him again from wrapping his arms around her and finally giving in to his urges? No one was around, everyone was either still drinking downstairs or snugged tightly in their beds. He wanted to embrace her here, even if it was just a second, a moment, a minute, a lifetime. He needed to justify his reason for playing the game for so long, he needed something to reward himself with.

It was exactly what he did. A warm embrace; his right arm came clear above her chest and below her neck, and the left went clear below her chest and above her abdomen. His head came down and plated against her cheek. With a gentle and soft smile, his lips parted and breathed in slowly.

You're playing one hell of a game. I declare that the second round, goes to you. No matter what I did, you didn't falter. While here I am, giving in to my own urges. He said this with a different tone in his voice, one that didn't sound sensual, or soft... it was more of a secretive, sensitive, and pleasant tone. I'll tell you what I tell everyone else... from here on now, Satoshi's will, is not important... I'll only venture as far as you are willing. He still hadn't let go of his grasp around her, he leaned forward and placed a foot to the next step, as to urge her to keep climbing the stairs as he held her.

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[`mizuno reiko]

if you want it, you already got it
if you thought it; it better be what you want
if you feel it, it must be real just
say the word and imma give you what you want

Her confidence was slowly returning to her, as she replayed the advice Aimi had given her; all of it, because at the moment she was highly doubting her skills in this certain area of 'expertise'. Her steps seemed agonizingly slow to her, though they were moving fluidly towards the stairs. Stopping for a moment only when she placed her foot on the first one, making sure that she was absolutely and entirely sure about this. Because once she got up the stairs, everything would be thrown away. How young she really was; how problematic this could turn out to be; the consequences; the game. Everything would be looked over, because all that would matter was that delightful feeling. That utterly lovely sense of completeness, and warmth. It was a craving like every other time, nothing personal; except this time the craving was on a much more heightened level. Dangerous, almost.

Before Reiko could take a step further, she was caught off guard when a warm chest was pressed against her back and arms embraced her. One below her neck, just above her chest, and one above her abdomen, just below her chest. For a second she could only stare at the space in front of her, eyes slightly widened, as she fought to control her heartbeat. You're acting like a love sick, stupid fan girl; get a hold of yourself or your not going to last long in this next level, Rei. She calmed herself down, swallowing weakly as she damn near melted in the closeness. All that tension, wound up in her stomach, ever since they started the game; began to sizzle and burn, gnawing away at her. But on one of those ridiculously high scales, it was lovely. The feeling of his body behind her, pressed against her tightly; hard, warm, tempting.

She had the urge to turn around and finally take what she wanted. Daringly, she turned her head slightly, and pressed her lips against his cheek. It wasn't one of those sweet, innocent kisses on the cheek, of course. But one of those desperate actions for more contact. Her breath was warm, sweet and probably smelled like alcohol. Her hand moved up to grip his arm; but not in the way that she wanted him to let go. A, B, C, D, E, F, G, her mind distracted her from more troublesome thoughts that would surely have her lost. H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, P, Lord, if he had her reciting the alphabet over and over in her mind, just by a mere embrace... how was she going to handle the next step? Q, R, S, T, U, V, what came after V, again? W, X, Y and Z, that right. Now I know my ABC; next time won't you sing with me.

"You're playing one hell of a game. I declare that the second round, goes to you. No matter what I did, you didn't falter. While here I am, giving in to my own urges." Satoshi murmured; in one of those dangerous tones, that weren't sensual, or seductive or hot. But seemingly everything; pleasant, soft, warm, forbidden. This was all so very forbidden. But Reiko was never one to follow the rules, was she? His words, despite the fogged mess of her mind, revealed an entirely opposite thought of what she had been believing. She wasn't losing. She was still in the game. But it's not a game anymore, is it? Just one of those desperate meetings of lips, skin, bodies and secrets. Something that was fleeting, but long lasting; something to make them feel alive. Something that was everything, but nothing. Meaningless, but something that they needed. Craved for, wanted, lusted after.

"I'll tell you what I tell everyone else... from here on now, Satoshi's will, is not important... I'll only venture as far as you are willing." And was the moment of 'truth'. That one that would decide just how much they were going to get; give; take. Reiko closed her eyes for a moment, mouth still pressed against his cheek. I want this; that's all that matters. She was all too willing to see it through to the end; to that gasp of surprise as she hit an ultimate high. And damn it if Reiko was going to back down now.

"As far as we can," she whispered in a voice that was far more different to the one she had been playing on so far. It was more serious, more final. Her words stating simply that she was ready to go as far as they could go; she started it, she could finish it. With the urge from Satoshi to keep on walking up the stairs, she managed to climb the next few steps; maybe a bit more slower, maybe a bit more hurried.

[Satoshi]

The top of the world
sitting here wishing
the things I've become
that something is missing

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A remarkably warm feeling flew through him as Reiko’s lips met with his cheek. It wasn’t one of those fast pecks; this one had feeling in it. It said something; and this kiss said Don’t let go. He didn’t loosen his hold on her either. Her breath was warm against his skin, and it was intoxicating. The alcohol stayed on her breath this whole time, but it didn’t matter. Satoshi wanted to turn his face too, and meet her lips with his own. Her hand came up to one of his arms, held on to it as if she had a tender spot, and he was holding it just right. Satoshi got lost in her touch, in the kiss against his cheek, in the moment as they slowly climbed those stairs.

As far as we can. She had something different in her voice than what she h ad before. She always had that Come and get me kind of tone, but this wasn’t so hard; its was soft, serious, and most of all, it was vulnerable. They were both at the level of the game, but it seems that she has longed for something he’d been searching for too. The game no longer mattered, it was official; it all depended where this all ends. He needed her, he needed to feel something, even if it meant nothing, he needed her touch; a touch that only lovers should give.

She began to walk down the hall, of the third floor of the Inn. It was empty, and quiet, had a touch of intimate aroma, at the same time, completed with lust. The burgundy carpet stayed in perfect form as the hall stretched a bit, and a few candle light stands between doors, and most importantly, ‘Do Not Disturb’ doorknob signs. A small smile escaped his lips when he came across the first one.

He didn’t even bother to ask Reiko where their room is because by the time it came to his mind, she had already stopped. He let go of his grip around her. turned around and looked down at her with a look of some kind of need. Like a child, Satoshi had a need, and would cry if that need wasn’t satisfied. Slowly he leaned her against the wall next to the door; something swirled in his stomach that made him slowly loose grip of the bottle. Luckily, the floor was soft enough for it not to break on contact.

Reiko… With a soft brush of his hand against her cheek, he pushed back some hair away from her face. Fingers gently caressed her temple as he placed one hand against the wall in front of him. He slowly leaned in; the air became suddenly thin, his heart pounded against his warm chest, and his lungs were gasping for air, yet none of this effected his movement towards her. With a soft touch at first, but then with gradual effort, he pressed his lips fully against that of Reiko’s.

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[`mizuno reiko]

i feel so untouched and
i want you so much
that i just can't resist you

How much longer until they got to the room? Reiko couldn't properly calculate the distance; she couldn't put one and one together at the moment, either. She was completely focused on Satoshi; on the contact, the warmth, the closeness. It sated that need for a thing that was foreign to her, something that was altogether probably too dangerous for her; something she couldn't handle. It was strong, it was wonderful, it was painful, and at some level it was heartbreaking. Something so desperately needed, something that only came around once in a life time. Fulfillment, but in a way that it wasn't a close bond. No, no... it was the furtherest thing from becoming something more then just a physical desire.

It was an act to keep away the demons, if only for just a little bit. It was a sin that would make them feel better about what they had become, if only for just this night. It was something that was forbidden; a dangerous meeting, a fling. It would bring them a brief moment of euphoria; of something that was better, that was a little too far out of their reach. It was perfect, but it was horrible. It was confusing and frustrating, and still lovely. Something that was so utterly tragic that it might of hurt if they could acknowledge those feelings.

On a far higher level then any other, the game had brought them to something that was a little bit of everything; and mostly, just what they needed. Something to sooth the soul. Something to feed the craving for feeling, for touch. It was most definitely short of love, and the furtherest thing from heart felt feeling. It was physical, most definitely; it would provide that intimate feeling that was so lovely, yet so painfully brief. It was a feeling that wouldn't last for long; but could be found another day, in another lifetime.

It had gone beyond a silly little mind game of flirting, to a desperate flare, or spark of something so much more serious. Like wild fire, it had spread. Quickly consuming all logic thoughts, and putting in place of them desire, want and need. They desired the release, that little piece of heaven. They wanted everything that they couldn't have; and would get something short of it all, in the end. The needed a semblance of something that might bring them an ounce of happiness, something to take over the dark things; even for just a little while.

And so they would fight for the desire; reach the want; and take what was offered to fulfill the need.

The reached the room, possibly quickly, possibly slowly, maybe it wasn't the room? No, it was one hundred and thirteen. It was the right one. Vacant. Hollow. They both stopped walking; for a moment, the contact remained. Only for a moment, though, because Satoshi let his grip soften, and dropped his arms, though, only to turn Reiko around; facing him now, for once she thought she might really get lost in his eyes. Cliche meanings and all. There was something displayed in them that could only be described as need; Reiko's mirrored the same feeling. She needed this, more now then ever.

He pushed her against the wall; maybe softly, maybe roughly, she was too caught up in his everything. His scent that was purely male, with a hint of alcohol; it filled her senses and fogged up her mind. His warmth, his body - agonizingly, pressed against hers - the eyes again, they always caught her off guard. Reiko thought she heard a thud, and figured it was probably the bottle, she didn't really care, because she dropped the keys, too; in favor of fisting her hands. He might have said her name, but her ears were pounding, and she couldn't really tell.

Then, then when she wasn't really in her right mind; and when she was trying to remember if she had forgotten something important; when she was trying to calm that tension in her stomach that was coiling up, waiting to release... he kissed her. And, yeah, she was probably on cloud nine.

For a moment, she could only just stand there, eyes half closed, hands slowly unfolding; a warmth spread through her and it was so very lovely. Soon, though, she was responding; body pressed tightly against his, arms coming up to slowly wrap around his neck one hand threading his hair through it's fingers. And mostly, her lips were moving against his; sweetly, at first. But then more breathtakingly. Skillfully. Rushed, maybe. But damn it, she had been waiting for this - this completeness.

[Satoshi]

Should've done something, but I've done it enough.
By the way, your hands were shaking.
Rather waste some time with you.

At first, she was stiff, maybe surprised, maybe caught off her center, but it all was changed when she began to respond to his kiss. The gentleness, the warmth and the moisture of her lips were perfect. He loved it the moment his lips met hers. This was one of those kisses that would make the world around them spin faster or slower, Satoshi’s mind was lost, he couldn’t think of nothing but the kiss. The feeling of home surrounded him, a feeling that hasn’t been around for so long. A definite new sensation to this moment: familiarity, closure, and most importantly, something that he had needed and missed terribly.

Even though he knew that this would be only one night, he still wanted to venture forth. To be able to taste a bit of compassion with someone else, to be with someone who will fill his desire was the only thing on his mind.

The kiss was more affectionate by the moment. Her lips danced with his and responded to each other’s touch. A deep hunger for each other grew and grew and it was no longer containable. He needed to take her inside the room, but he was so caught up in the kiss. She placed her hands behind his neck, and one hand gently brushed against his hair. Sensational. Twisted. Perhaps a bit of passion… can there be anything more perfect than these two connecting, locking, and completing through this kiss? Satoshi refused to believe so. This was one of those, ‘Once in a life time moments.’ Savor it. Feel it. Love it. Take it.

The prime of her hips was finally in his hands as he pulled her in closely by them. It was already beginning to get too hot for him, as he would soon lose control of his ‘manhood.’ He pulled away from her lips slowly, and as he did, a bit of steam escaped from between the space of their mouths. He was a bit out of breath, but still wanted more. He smiled before looking down for the bottle, but found her keys along side it. He could go get them… but that would require losing sight of her lustful brown eyes. He couldn’t help it any longer as he re-embraced her with another kiss. This time he lifted her up, by her thighs, against the wall while supporting her up with his own body. The kiss was heavier, deeper, and hotter as his wet slippery tongue slipped through his lips, through hers, and danced, in the heated passion of music, around the tongue of Reiko.

The taste of alcohol was fading, but there’s more in the bottle of “Rei” right next to his feet.

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[`mizuno reiko]

please don't let this turn into something it's not
i can only give you everything i've got

This was it. This was what Reiko was always searching for, wanting. It was that something that was going to give her that sense of bliss. It was that something that created an undeniable and uncontrollable lust and need for that escape. The escape that she didn't quite understand, and probably never would really and truly get. It made her forget about everything, just for a little while. It would provide that ultimate reward of a little bit of everything. The pain, the pleasure, the closure, the lust, the driving need. It was confusing how something could affect her so, on such a high level. It was frightening how she was prepared to lose herself; just for one night of fulfillment. It was amazing how he could make her feel; she loved it, even if she knew it was going to be painful in the end, because his touch wouldn't be forever. Something fleeting; something short lived, yet still, it was like an eternity.

That terribly hot, lovely feeling of his mouth covering hers; touching, tasting, kissing, feeling. Everywhere he touched felt like it was burning - a warmth that was so everywhere, that is was nearly painful. She squeezed her eyes shut tightly and tried not to lose herself in the moment too much. She was responding with such a physical need to him that it was hard to not take everything sooner. Because damn it, the tension was building up so rapidly that it was almost painful to be so intimate with him. One of her hands was still gripping his hair - in a way that wasn't exactly rough, but not soft either. While the other one had been gripping onto his shoulder for dear life, was moving more hurriedly now; over his chest, grasping his bicep, maybe daring enough to slip under his shirt.

What was that word, again? That word to describe in a very simple manner, just how much he was affecting her? Aroused? Yes, very aroused. But there was so much more. Her head was spinning, and she was probably blushing; and the alcohol that she had consumed before had absolutely nothing to do with it. Drugged up so on the sensation of the act. Reiko moved her lips against his, maybe a bit more slowly then before but still oh, so rushed and desperate; heatedly, passionately, lovely. He held a power over her that was so much more then anyone else before him ever had. Something strong, something dangerous, something that was everything, and something that, heartbreakingly, wouldn't last beyond tonight. She wanted to implant him in her memory; she never wanted to forget tonight.

The feeling of his hands on her hips was surprisingly powerful; sending all sorts of sensational feelings coursing through her body, blood pounding heavily in her ears. Her breathing was heavy, and though she was terribly disappointed when Satoshi pulled away, she was all too glad to catch her breath. Chest rising, a cloud of steam formed from her gasped breaths of air; eyes locked on his, clouded over with so much raw emotion. She breathed in one last breath; loving his scent of rain water and something that was purely Satoshi. He was, painstakingly, everything that she needed; but at the same time, not.

Reiko didn't have much time to actually think about that, though. Because he kissed her again, and she was lost in him once again. She almost moaned when he lifted her up against the walls; wrapping her legs around him in an effort to help, while she pressed her lips against his more fully. Parting them when she felt Satoshi's tongue all but begging her entrance; and once it was in, moving her own with his, hotly. She was probably rolling her hips against his, and definitely letting her hands roam his chest; touching, feeling, rubbing here, exploring. She was making little, sweet noises that were perhaps moans, or maybe murmured sweet nothings.

[Satoshi]

In your eyes
I lost my place
Could stay a while

And I'm melting
In your eyes
Like my first time
That I caught fire
Just stay with me
Lay with me
Now

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The touch was incredible. It was different than any other before her, and yet this was just so familiar. Warm. Soft. Wanting. She was definitely lost along side him. It was a matter of perfect lust driving each other into this wall; driving two perfectly posed players into this heated entanglement of perpetual indulgence. Satoshi was not going to stop either; though he should get her inside the room, he couldn’t break this feeling of absolute arousal.

She wrapped her legs around him as he pinned her against the wall and lifted her a bit to have her at face level, maybe a bit lower, maybe a bit higher. His mind was already twisted enough that he might actually be upside-down. Her soft, sweet moans escaped her nose as that kiss continued on for, god who knows how long. It was just that easily blissful. As she coursed her hands all over his chest, he felt the sense to hurry it up, finish the kiss and get her inside; the moment was much stronger than that. Satoshi couldn’t think, he just acted on this urge; no, not an urge, it was no longer just an urge, it was now, more than ever, a want, a craving, an absolute desire.

Satoshi couldn’t help himself but the press his hips against her as she began to grind against him. An impulse to suddenly break the kiss shocked his body, and he did so smoothly. It was one of those perfect lean back maneuvers, where the lips still are in contact, even when the kiss was broken. With a slight flick of his tongue against her lips, he leaned his head down to her neck. He opted to catch his breath as his hot body cooled down a bit. At the same time, he was feeling her warmth against his, analyzing everything. Those are her breasts… their warm and so soft… developed. How long has it been since someone has made me feel this way, like… like an animal; An animal acting on his carnal cravings, an animal that can’t control his aroused state? I can’t stop, no matter how much I try… I need more.

Already, at such an aroused state, body heated up from just a kiss, Satoshi wondered how much longer could he hold out. He still stood there for a while, holding her up against the wall with his body, soaking in her warmth through his own; feeling, through soft material, her curves and skin. Her scent was her own, and he wanted it all to himself, and wanted it now.

He began to think how he would let her go to grab the fallen items without leaving contact. The use of jutsu wouldn’t help since they’re inside an Inn, anything would only cause some kind of ruckus. Letting her down would be a pain, and just about anything would only cause the tension to rise. If he kept contact with her, the tension will stay at the same level.

He pushed the key with his foot against the wall, as he lifted her up so that her legs were around his waist. He still didn’t move his head away from her neck, yet he was lifting his left leg up against the wall while dragging the keys. With a slight bent inward he had the keys right below him, enough for him to reach with some effort to grab the keys. He lifted his right hand in front of Reiko with that smile of elite skill, as he moved his head back to face her. Which key is it, Reiko? Satoshi figured he can kick the bottle inside and grab it once he had settled her on the bed, or the sofa… or on the floor. Another reason he lifted her up a bit higher, so she couldn’t feel his aroused manhood through his shorts. We didn’t bring that bottle for nothing, let’s have a few more drinks once inside. I’ve been dying to have a good of ‘Rei.’ He winked and smiled at her. Double Entendre. Works perfectly for both her and the alcohol.

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[`mizuno reiko]

and i don't know where to look
my words just break and melt
please just save me from this darkness

Reiko wasn't exactly in her right mind, enough for her to be able to process a capable thought of realizing that they were basically a step off of tearing clothes from each other in the hallway; of an inn; where anybody might come by and see them. And honestly if she could actually think about it, properly without having the thought turn into an image of blue eyes, blond hair and an infuriatingly perfect smile; then Reiko would have instantly thought a quick, 'f*ck them'. Because in the end she would rather lie to herself, then actually think that she might care. After a while of something being a common factor in her life, something that was everyday, and something that wasn't going to go away easily without changing her personality... Reiko had learned that twisting the truth was always much more easier than having it hurt you.

Her breathing by now was entirely too face paced; rushed, hurried, hot. The kiss was more frenzied now, and maybe a bit clumsy; they had gotten to a point where it didn't really matter about how good their skills were. All that mattered right now was the feel of skin on skin, the undeniable sensations that arose when they touched, the heat and friction, the taste as they kissed, and the over all intimacy of the act. It was all entirely unlike anything Reiko had ever experienced before with a male. It was an experience that was mostly just the results of two complicated people finding everything they needed within the other. The experience would give them a brief fulfillment of something that was probably mostly physical, but maybe on some level, too, it might have been emotionally. At least it was so for Reiko; a secret that she wouldn't let herself believe, because she wasn't so petty to actually care about certain things.

Why, Satoshi pressed his hips against hers and touched just the right place, and it wasn't long before he had her mewling ever so softly. Is it, he broke away from the kiss; she caught his eyes for a brief moment, before he leaned down to start on her neck... and damn him, he had to find her sensitive spot. That this stranger, Reiko gripped a fistful of his shirt on his back, biting kiss swollen, lovely red lips and throwing her head back slightly to close her eyes on one of those moans that were utterly bliss to hear. Did he have to be so right at everything he did? Coaxing reactions from her like... well, like no one else. Reiko leaned down to the only area she could reach for the moment to pay attention to; his ear. Licking the shell, before nibbling the earlobe.

Makes me want to scream?

She could feel him everywhere; it was such a completely, lovely feeling that it was almost painful to think about losing it. Even though she knew that this was one of those things that weren't going to last long because they were simply to good for her to have... Reiko could have sworn that through all of the sexual frustration about the situation she had gotten herself in, confusion for why she was reacting this way to him and why it was only him, and the need that was trying to break her down... that she might have been tragically hoping that this was something that could last longer then it should, then it could, then it would. She wanted to hold onto it because she didn't want to lose the feelings; the completeness.

She didn't want to be alone again.

Because although she did have her family; her brothers, her mom, her dad... she didn't have this with anyone else. And yeah, if she could have done something, she probably would have done all she could to keep it. But Reiko knew all too well that it wasn't going to last long; it wasn't something that was allowed to last for long. It was one of those special things that you couldn't keep for long. And either way, in the end, it was probably going to hurt you, anyway. So Reiko did the only thing she could of; she implanted the memory firmly in her mind. The feelings, the emotions, the touch, everything.

"Which key is it, Reiko?" she'd been too caught up in kissing certain areas; nibbling, sucking, licking, leaving wet, red, irritated skin in her mouths wake. His words made her pause, only for a moment, as she glanced down at his hand that held the keys - currently, she wasn't really capable of actually speaking, without making too much sense. Reaching down, she took them out of his hand, and skillfully - and oh so quickly, sliding it into the keyhole of the door, and twisted the doorknob; pushing it open to reveal a dark room. "We didn’t bring that bottle for nothing, let’s have a few more drinks once inside. I’ve been dying to have a good of ‘Rei.’"

...her mind was all too ready to start providing her very detailed, explicit mental images once she actually thought twice about the comment; she was a little caught up in their previous behavior to comprehend too much at the moment.

[Satoshi]

A slight twirl, a slight dance, a moment of bliss. He was in wantonness as she nibbled at his ear. Focused and oh so skilled with her tongue, teeth and lips, her ability was as high as his, and he wasn’t going to let her off so easily either. She softly slid her hand down his arm as she took the keys and quickly slid the key in the hole and turned it while pushing it open to reveal a dark room. He glanced inside, and felt the heat rise before him; the thrill of anticipation filled his body as he carried her inside, carefully kicking the bottle inside. He looked around in the darkness and saw two lamp posts above the bed. He walked over and settled Reiko over the soft mattress as he then climbed over her.

She looks wonderful below me. He smiled as he looked down, reaching over to the posts and turning on one then the other. The room was slowly lit by the lamps warm glow, and the perfect image of her face looking up at him as he looked back down at her. He crawled back slowly to the front of the bed, reaching over and grabbing the bottle as he climbed back up Reiko’s alluring and sumptuous body. He slid the cold bottle against her arm, it was probably cool from the lack of human warmth, but it probably only made it more difficult when he straddled her.

He brought the bottle closer to him, slowly twisting the top of and letting that tasty aroma escape at last. A soothing gently breeze of that smell filled his nose, he smiled at the thought as he analyzed the fragrance. He tipped the bottle neck over his bottom lip slowly as the smooth liquid poured into his mouth slowly. The sweet taste filled his tongue as he leaned over and kissed Reiko again, letting a bit of the alcohol slide into her mouth, but not too much to make her choke on surprise.

He swallowed whatever was left in his mouth and felt its warmth slide down his neck. I think Rei tastes really good. He chuckled amusingly.

[`mizuno reiko]

come on and fake it
if you feel like affection;
fake it, if you don't belong

His hold was firm as he carried her inside; Reiko kept her legs wrapped tightly around his waist, pressed fully against him. Arms looped around his neck, one hand tangled in his hair, one slipping under his shirt to trail over his shoulder, collar bone, anywhere. Her breathing was heavy and out of sync, rough and uncontrolled. Lips pressed against his mouth, his jaw, all over. Teeth nipped and nibbled and maybe she bit, too, on earlobe, bottom lip. She would blow lightly on the red, raw areas of skin. Anywhere she could reach, she touched. Softly, maybe, but probably – most definitely; rushed, desperate, wanting, needing. It felt like everything, all at once. Every possible emotion that felt alien to her – they tore at and broke through the barriers that she had carefully placed around her from the very beginning.

Reiko wasn’t quite sure at what point Satoshi finally stopped walking, and her back pressed into the cushioned mattress of the bed. She reluctantly pulled back from his neck to regain her breath, laying her head back on the bed. Behind her glasses, Reiko’s eyes were glazed and dark with desire. Looking up at Satoshi, her lips – red, raw, glossed over from the so many heated kisses – slightly parted, as her chest rose up and down, gradually more slowly are she regained her breath. The only light source in the room at the moment was the dim, sparse glow of the moonlight that managed to filter through the gaps of the curtains. Softly, it illuminated the male above her, and if she hadn’t lost all logical thought before, she definitely had now. Maybe she had the slightest hints of a red tint to her cheeks; she was probably staring, too.

Satoshi leaned over, reaching for something that was out of her vision. Reiko’s eyes slowly adjusted to the yellow glow of the lamp light as he turned each one on; blinking once, twice, thrice. Swallowing, Reiko pulled off her glasses for a moment and wiped the fog away with her thumb, before putting them back on. Her mind wandered as she stared at a button on Satoshi’s shirt. By now, reasonable thought should have been kicking in. Doubt should have had her worrying, and the worry should have had her scared. And, yeah, it might have been there – behind all of the thick mist that was probably clouding her judgment and maybe it was the alcohol, she couldn’t really tell; she hadn’t had that much, had she? – but she wasn’t really up for giving a damn about logical reasoning. This was now; this was everything. It might, probably, without a doubt, cause troubles for her later. It was something that she needed to do, to have; which, most possibly, didn’t make sense at all.

But, hell, who really cared anymore?

It was one of those achingly painful and realization calling moments when Reiko found that her source of warmth had all of a sudden disappeared. Pouting, she leaned up, her elbows supporting her, as she watched him fetch the bottle of Rei – a smirk playing at her lips as he came back all too quickly, but not quickly enough, to climb back over her and straddle her hips. She sucked in a sharp breath of air, on a gasp, when Satoshi slid the glass bottle, which was so very cold, up her bare arm. Seconds that seemed like minutes that Reiko could only comprehend as hours – taking too long – as she impatiently waited to resume what he had paused. Watching behind coal black eyelashes, her eyes half lidded, Reiko followed his movements; from unscrewing the top of the bottle, to the way he brought it to his lips, and then watched the reaction.

Reiko stared at his lips as Satoshi leaned forward to press them against hers. She didn’t anticipate the sweet taste of the alcohol to enter her mouth, but she wasn’t surprised. Swallowing on something that might have been a gasp, though, or probably a moan, as she kissed him back lazily. She felt the familiar tingling sensation burn down her throat in a way that was definitely not unpleasant. The after taste was mostly sweet, but not too sweet that it was sickly; it had a hint of bitterness, with a sensation that could be described as burning, but not. “Fitting,” Isamu had described it as.

“I think Rei tastes really good,” Satoshi said with an amused chuckle. Reiko sighed with a slight smile, as she leaned up and placed a warm hand on his cheek, the other balancing herself. Slowly, she dragged her tongue across his lips; licking away any of the alcohol that might have escaped during the ‘transfer’. She murmured an, “mmm,” under her breath in something that might have been an agreement, or just a sweet nothing.

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o o c ; whew. <3 who knew watching disney classics would finally get me to make a reply? sorry that took so long, ne - even after my 'return'. inspiration fled from my mind like my nephew's dad did when he found out he got my sister knocked up. >>;

[Kanai]

(( THE HELL?! what do you mean by that little bottom note, alex ;;)

[`alexandra]

o o c ; eh? Well... while I was watching Toy Story, oddly enough I felt a spark of muse for this thread. Thus I posted. And the other part? Well, when my sister's ex boyfriend found out she was pregnant... he pretty much ran. P: So I referring to how my muse fled my brain, like he fled the responsibilities. ^^

[Kanai]

(( that little no-good asshole x.x))