Flame Of Recca Fan Fiction ❯ Hesitant Determination ❯ Hesitant Determination ( One-Shot )

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HESITANT DETERMINATION
A Flame of Recca 1-hr Challenge Piece

Written By Miyu, Vampire Princess


THE CHALLENGE: A two-fer! (week 10) Never fish off the company pier. Show what could happen if a character were to date a coworker / classmate. PLUS (week 12) Sweet & innocent? I didn't think so! No one past the age of 16 is completely ignorant of what their body naturally tells them is attraction. Work it out!

AUTHOR'S NOTE:
My first Flame of Recca fanfic. This series is practically a classic, but involves ninja and a kick-ass samurai-type so I love it. ^_^ I'm not sure who in this group may be familiar with the series so if in doubt, I'll try to look up some information. WARNING: Lemon content! Yanagi x Recca pairing. Told from Yanagi's point of view. A Standard Disclaimer follows the piece.



"Hime-chan!"

"Don't forget your promise, Recca-kun!"

"Tomorrow night! I'll be there!"

My note to him was cryptic, but I was afraid that too much information would give away the surprise. My heart leapt when he agreed to meet me at my place, even with my parents gone for the weekend. It wouldn't be the first time we were ever alone together, but it was to be something special.

I'd been planning it for a while...this surprise. Ever since Recca and I started seeing each other regularly. It was a shock to everyone at school when I first became Recca's princess. Purely by accident, that was, but they all thought I'd bested him in a fight. It's very amusing considering I'm not much of a fighter. I can't even throw a punch!

But it surprised even me when he asked me out on a date. Not as a ninja with his princess, but a boy with his girl - boyfriend and girlfriend. I shouldn't have been too surprised. Fuko and Domon certainly weren't. We'd all been through so much in that awful death tournament the previous semester.

And the flare with which it was done! Quite literally. Mr. Hanabishi, Recca's father, is quite skilled at making fireworks. Apparently some of that skill was passed to Recca. Three beautifully colored fireworks all went off at once. And as the sparkles faded into white, a message could be seen:

"Will you go out with me, Yanagi?"

I was too shocked to say what had initially come to mind - "Baka! Of course!" - but instead gave him a big hug and screamed "yes" loud enough for the entire crowd to hear.

It was the happiest day of my life. Like I had waited forever to be asked that question...by him. My heart pounded in my chest, echoing in my ears so loudly I thought my eardrums would burst. Goosebumps covered my flesh, even as I was warmed by his loving presence.

The same goosebumps covered my arms as I prepared my surprise for him. I had taken pains to gather just the right information. I am not a ninja, like him, but I can be sneaky. I suppose. Just the knowing he'd be surprised, well, it made me very happy.

But the heat of the kitchen was nothing compared to the heat I felt inside my body. My blood boiled like water. My goosebumps got goosebumps! And the images running rampant in my mind was enough for the steady throbbing familiar only in the privacy of my bedroom.

All this because tonight was going to be it.

Our special night.

Oh, I wasn't going to force him into anything. I'm no match for him at all when it comes to fighting. And forceful isn't really in my nature. I could be insistent. And I would be!

Recca had been a gentleman so far, but tonight I was going to test his resolve.

I thought more of it as...training. And he loved to do that!

To my surprise he was unusually prompt. No problem because the food was ready and the candles were lit. I shivered expectantly as I opened the door to reveal my love. He was dressed casually, but his look was also unusual. A button-down shirt graced his torso, while a pair of jeans melded to the muscles of his legs. I gulped, looking him in the eye as he handed me some flowers.

"Roses? Recca-kun, you shouldn't have."

"I should, and I did," he replied, kissing me on the cheek as I took them from him. "What kind of guy would I be, if I didn't bring flowers, huh?"

I giggled. "It was your mom's idea, wasn't it?"

He blushed sheepishly, one hand behind his head in usual fashion. "My dad's actually. But it's a good idea! Right?"

"Hai." I grasp his hand and lead him into the house. We stop long enough for him to close the door before walking down the hallway into the kitchen.

"I'll put these in water. Have a seat at the table. Dinner should be ready in a minute."

He inhaled deeply as he released my hand. "It smells wonderful."

I lowered my head as I filled a tall glass with water. My hair fell forward. I hoped it hid the smile on my face. A silly smile, I was certain. With the glass overflowing with water, I turned off the faucet and placed the glass on the counter. Inserted the flowers and turned to check on the main course in the oven.

Only, Recca was in my way.

"Recca-kun?"

He had been so close. And he moved so fast. I had no time to think as his arms slid around my waist, pulling me closer until I felt my lips press against his. It was ferocious, that kiss! He conquered my senses, sent me reeling. It took moments for me to be able to return the kiss, to give as good as I got.

When we pulled apart, he smiled down at me. "Okay, not that I've gotten that out of my system. I'm ready to eat."

"I'm hungry too," I told him. "But not...for food."

One eyebrow rose in question, even as a Cheshire cat grin filled his face. "Are you asking for dessert first?"

"Dessert? Oh...OH! Well...ummm...not if you don't want...."

"Oh, I want. You have no idea how badly." He kissed me briefly. More seriously he said, "But won't your dinner go to waste?"

I shook my head. "No. I'll leave it in the oven so we can heat it up later."

"It's already hot in here, hime-chan."

I shivered. "I should...turn the oven off, though.

"Yeah. Don't want to start another fire."

"Another fire?" But my question went unanswered as he relinquished his hold on my so I could do what was necessary. Finished I returned to him, grasping his hand and leading him through the house to my room. It didn't take long and as soon as we were inside, the door closed, Recca was upon me again. Another urgent kiss.

"Are you sure about this?" he asked breathlessly as we parted.

"H-hai."

"You sound hesitant. We don't have to move so fast."

"I know we've talked about this but...I'm determined," I told him. "I want this to be our night, Recca. Our night."

He sat down on the edge of my bed and pulled me closer. His hands groped my rear even as he buried his face just below my chest. I felt him sigh, as if a decision had been made without my knowledge. I suppose I couldn't go through with this without him. There's be no point. When he looked up at me and smiled, I smiled in return.

"Will you do me a favor?"

I nodded.

"Take off your dress." I was slightly mortified that he asked such a thing, but then he explained, "I don't want to ruin it."

"All right," I replied, still slightly reluctant. "But...will you help me with the zipper."

"Sure."

I had to suppress a shiver and a groan as he unzipped the back of my dress. His fingers lingered more than they should've, but I wasn't complaining. Without turning around, I peeled the fabric from my shoulders and let it slide down my arms...and my body...until I released it and the material hit the floor with a soft swish.

Cautiously, with only my undergarments to protect me, I turned towards him. I was standing, practically naked before him. And I was proud of myself. Proud of the way he looked at me...as if I was good enough to eat. The look of love...and lust...in his eyes only enflamed my own desires. He held his arms out to me and I went to him willingly.

Then I was lifted - just slightly - and pulled forward. I was forced to straddle his middle, sitting on his lap. I felt a brief moment of fear as I thought I would fall, but his strong arms kept me in place. Surprised and without words, I looked at him as he pulled me closer.

"Recca--!"

My words were cut off by his kiss. It was passionate, but gentle. A far cry from our earlier kisses which were needier, hungrier. This kiss was a promise of something far more extraordinary. Much more desirable. More pleasurable.

*****END OF HOUR***** *****BUT THERE'S MORE***** *****KEEP READING!*****

Most of my clothes had already been discarded, so I started to take off some of his. The button-down shirt he wore wasn't as simple as it looked. My fingers trembled trying to undo the buttons from their holes. The t-shirt he wore underneath that also was not as easy to remove. But with a little help from him, they both peeled from his body, revealing smooth, pale skin and firm muscle.

I hesitated only a moment before pressing my lips against his chest. The urge to kiss him there...and everywhere...was so strong! I told myself I should move slower, but I couldn't resist. He didn't stop me either, even as I licked one nipple, feeling it grow tighter, harder, between my lips. He moaned my name, his hands winding into my hair. It was all the encouragement I needed to pay the same attention to the other nipple.

Sitting between his legs, I felt the evidence of my little show pressing against my stomach. Even as awkward as I was, it was still a turn on for him. Good or bad, I still don't know, but I continued to place kisses to his flesh, his chest down to his belly button. Soon his pants were in the way, and my shaky fingers tried to undo the button of his jeans.

It wasn't budging.

Equally frustrated, Recca released my head in an effort to help me. He muttered something I knew was a curse. He smiled apologetically, desperately attempting to free himself. Even after the zipper finally gave way, all I could do was watch as tiny red and purple hearts came into view. He blushed a deep red when he realized I'd seen his underwear.

"I like these boxers," he mumbled with a pout.

"I think they're cut too." I kissed him briefly, my thumbs caressing his cheeks. "I'm sorry I thought about laughing."

"I suppose you can be forgiven," he replied. Quickly I was turned over, my back against the mattress of my bed while Recca kneeled above me. There was a fire in his eyes that had nothing to do with his ability to control flame. The goosebumps returned as he continued, "But it will require a little torture first."

His form of torture -- usually tickling me mercilessly -- was to kiss me gently, caress me with feather-light touches. Since I was helplessly pinned to the bed, I had no choice but to endure. Actually it was quite fun. I giggled as he touched those spots that were ticklish and moaned as he kissed this spot on my shoulder that made me shiver. But his kisses stopped at the top edge of my bra. He gazed up at me questioningly.

I nodded, my cheeks flushing a light pink.

With a smile, he placed a kiss over my heart before turning his attention to my bra. I wasn't sure whether to laugh or to watch in awe as he latched on to the front hook with his teeth and began tugging at it. He growled, pulling at it like an animal, but it worked. The material parted and I blushed a deeper pink as he gazed at my bare breasts for the first time.

"Wow. I had no idea you were a C cup."

That did make me laugh.

"Gomen, Recca. But...with the teeth...and the comment...."

"It's all right. But it doesn't seem that my torture is working. Perhaps if I try something different."

Different was cupping one breast in a hand, squeezing it gently, as if testing it for...something. Meanwhile his lips sought and found my other breast. Between kisses he'd lick the skin. One lick moved over my nipple and I moaned. He did it again, and again, eliciting the same reaction until he sucked the hardened bud between his lips and suckled. I nearly screamed, my back lifting off the bed as a sensation of bliss rolled through my body.

He immediately released me, concerned. "Did I hurt you?"

I shook my head, not trusting myself to speak.

"Then what?!"

"Do it...again."

I wasn't even sure if I made any sense. Apparently I did. He switched to the other breast lavishing the same gentle attention to it as he had the other. I wrapped my arms around his neck, holding him there. One of my legs hooked around one of his and I pushed my hips upward. Hands caressed down his back, moving under the denim of his jeans and further, under the waistband of his boxers to cup his rear. He's got a very nice one, and I do enjoy touching it.

"Hime," he moaned against my breast. "Yanagi...."

I tried to push his jeans and boxers downward, giving me better access to him. But in the process I also freed his engorged sex. I stopped breathing when I first felt it touch my thigh. My entire body froze and all thought was wiped from my mind. Need replaced thought...and I had a growing need to touch him as he continued to touch me.

He muttered my name again as my fingers tentatively closed around his member. Such a strange sound. I liked it when he said my name. Calling me his princess is very endearing, but when he said my name in that voice, I wanted to hear it over and over again. So my touches became bolder.

But so did his.

Feather-light touches moved lower over my body. Fingertips crept beneath white cotton and I shivered at the first touch of his fingers against my sex. His touch was as tentative as mine. He nibbled at my neck, moaning as I caressed him a certain way, trying to respond to me in kind. I thought I squeezed a little too hard when one of his fingers toyed at my entrance and knew I had when I felt that finger push its way inside of me.

"It helps if you keep breathing," he whispered against my ear.

I was breathing, but it was difficult to catch my breath. As much as I wanted to continue touching him, my body became focused on one specific feeling. The heat I had felt earlier had pooled in the pit of my stomach, and now it was a lava flow about to blow! A second finger only added to the flames licking at my soul. I truly felt as if I was going to explode.

"Recca...I-- AH!"

A third finger pushed me over the edge, and the volcano exploded. I cried out, arching my back as my body reacted. Pleasure washed over me, followed by lethargy. But even through the haze my body was already reacting again, rebuilding the fire.

"Yanagi? Are you all right?"

"H-hai."

"Still determined?"

"Hai."

"Then it's time. Are you ready?"

I nodded, my mouth too dry to answer. I whimpered as his fingers left me, his body pulling away. I vaguely recalled my panties being pulled downward. It had to happen, because when he returned to me, flesh met flesh everywhere we touched. I sighed happily, wrapping my arms around his neck as he kissed me.

"This is going to hurt."

"Recca?"

"Huh?"

"Take me."

Oh gods, the pain! His intrusion was quick and the hurt searing. Thankfully he held still, unmoving until I was able to overcome the near overwhelming pain. I kissed his neck to let him know it was okay to continue.

Ache turned to re-building pleasure as he began to move. It was his turn to be hesitant, but it didn't last. With each penetrating stroke, he set a rhythm. It wasn't one either of us had to think about. Instinct drove us, kept us going until our bodies were finally satisfied.

He screamed my name as he came, holding me tightly in his arms. My body shuddered in response, warmth flowing between us as I joined him in bliss. I clutched him tightly, afraid that if I let go, I would drown in unfamiliar emotion.

Kisses to my forehead and temple forced me to open my eyes. When I had closed them? Looking up, I saw a smiling Recca.

"Yanagi-chan?"

"Hai."

"I think...I'm still hungry?"

"Oh, should I go heat up supper then?"

"No, not just yet. I'm not finished with dessert."

"Recca!"

Good thing the roast I made kept till morning. It was a very long night. But I must admit. I really liked dessert.

I'll have to have it more often.


~OWARI~

DISCLAIMER: Flame of Recca, all characters and likenesses, is copyrighted to Noboyuki Anzai/Shogakukan Inc. and Viz LLC (for distribution in the United States). I do not own them. I am only borrowing them for this story. Since no monies are being made, I humbly appreciate not being sued.