FLCL Fan Fiction ❯ "Good Morning, Naota-kun..." ❯ Dream of Hearts ( Chapter 2 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Well, I hadn't originally intended to make another chapter, but I got a couple people who suggested that I make another Haru/Nao fic, so instead of starting a whole new story, I just decided to continue this one. If you want me to keep going, tell me and I just might.

Again, this is a lemon. If you are under 18 or this type of material is illegal where you are, do not read this unless you intend to take full responsibility for your actions, 'cuz I sure as hell won't.

This takes place outside of the main storyline of the anime and/or manga, though it still uses the same characters and setting and such. Just pretend that everything in the main storyline happened up 'til this point, though which point this would be I'll have to work out later... Anywho, please don't tell me that this doesn't match up to such and such that happend in the anime/manga. I know it doesn't.

As mentioned in the summary, this is my first lemon. I would greatly appreciate any reviews, advice, or requests you may have for me. You may also email me at copypaste003@yahoo.com if you have a question or only want me to read the email or something. It'd also be easier for me to reply to you this way if I feel I must.

Thank you and enjoy.

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Naota awoke abruptly by the sound of crashing lightning. After a moment, he calmly turned his head towards the window to look outside. It was very dark outside, but he could tell that it was obviously pouring down outside. By the looks of it it was probably late in the evening, too.

"Evening...?"

Suddenly his eyes shot open and he sat bolt upright, hitting his head on the bottom of the top bunk in the process. After a moment of silent cursing, he carefully got out of bed and ran to the closet. Just as he reached out to grab the handle, however, he stopped himself, as if just remembering something. He lowered himself into a crouching position, then proceeded to slowly open the closet door. After a few seconds of silence, he looked up. The boxing glove from before was nowhere to be seen, and as a plus, all his clothes were there. With a heavy sigh of relieve, he stood back up and picked out his normal clothes.

As he got dressed, he thought quietly about what had happened earlier between him and Haruko. When he had woken up again, she wasn't there. There wasn't any sign that she had been there. He was still wearing his boxers. Had he dreamed the whole thing?

After he finished putting all his clothes on, he looked back to the bed. There was only one other way to check. Hesitantly, he lifted the sheets and examined under them. Not finding anything, he completely stripped his bed and looked over each sheet, blanket and pillowcase he had. He sighed in relief. There was no semen.

He then chuckled to himself. Of course it was a dream. Something like that couldn't happen. He immediately felt silly for even thinking such things. His relaxed smile, however, was replaced by a look o slight disappointment. Sighing to himself, Naota walked out of his room and closed the door behind him.

He walked dazedly down the stairs to the kitchen. He couldn't believe that his dad had neglected to wake him up. Granted it was a Saturday, and Kamon had probably slept in most of the day anyway...

Naota abandoned the thought. Of course he didn't wake him up. When did he ever wake him up?

As he reached the kitchen, he noticed the strong smell of sushi in the air. So, they had ordered out for dinner. He walked in and looked to the table. He wasn't surprised to see Kamon, Grandpa, and Haruko sitting at the table, playing cards, and laughing uproariously at what was probably and obscene joke just told by Haruko. He could tell by the expression on all of their faces that they were all drunk. An empty bottle of sake sitting in the center of the table confirmed his suspicions.

Without greeting any of them, he walked to the fridge and grabbed a can of soda. As he pulled the tab to open it, he stole a glance over at Haruko. None of them seemed to even notice that he had walked in. He continued to remind himself that it was all a dream. Nothing had happened between him and Haruko. Still, something inside of his continued to look for some evidence that maybe it had.

Just as he was about to leave the kitchen to go watch some TV, Haruko called out to him. "Hey, little Naota! Why don't you come join our game?" He didn't turn around, or even respond, but simply kept walking away. "Aww, cummon, son..." Came the slurred speech of his father. "A man's gotta learn howta play a good game a' poker sumtime..."

Naota stopped walking. He knew how to play poker. He had played it many times at school, betting their lunches. If not for that, Naota would have probably died of starvation years ago. Oftentimes, all his dad would leave out for him in the morning was a packet of fruit juice mix and a canteen filled with uncooked ramen noodles. Kamon was, by no means, the best dad in the world.

"You've raised a rather boring son, Kamon." came the antagonizing voice of Haruko. "He'd rather go watch TV by himself than join his own family in a wholeful game of poker!"

"Yeah, I've spoiled him alot, I'll admit, but that all ends today!" came his father's reply. "Naota! You come an' play cards with us right now! How do you 'spect to pick up chicks when yer older if you can't play a good game a' poker?"

Haruko's voice chimed in, this time in a more seductive manner. "Yeah, Naota-kun. Nothing like gambling to get a girl into bed with you..."

After a moment, Naota turned around and looked at Haruko with somewhat shocked eyes. Haruko simply smiled at him knowingly, with those eyes of hers, lazily gazing into his mind, almost seeming to nod assuringly.

Hesitantly, he turned around and slowly walked back to the table. He took a chair at the table and sat down, trying to look as annoyed as possible.

"Hah! That got 'im over 'ere! He'll grow up to be jus' like 'is old man!" his dad laughed, hiccuped and burped all at the same time, if that's at all possible. Haruko skillfully shuffled a deck of cards then dealt each player five cards face down. "Gentlemen, the first game of strip-poker is Five-Card Draw!"

Naota looked at her in shock. Before he could say anything, however, his father chuckled. "Strip poker, eh? Tha's pretty daring, Haruko." He nudged Naota. "You up for this, son?"

Naota didn't say a word. He simply glared at Haruko, who didn't seem to notice him. "Alright, everyone deal up." she said and she removed a sock and placed it on the table. Naota's dad and grandpa did the same. After a moment, Naota finally complied and followed suit. If things got too out of hand, he could just quit, he told himself.

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After about fifteen minutes, Kamon had already lost, all his clothing won by Haruko. Naota's grandpa quit soon afterwards, noting that he was sure nobody wanted to see him in any less clothing. This left Naota and Haruko.

Naota had lost both socks, his hat, his jacket [which he was glad he decided to wear that day], and his shirt. All of this had gone to Haruko, who in turn had lost both socks, her shirt and her shorts to Naota. All she had left were her panties and bra. Naota had considered leaving the game at this point, but he knew that quitting now would only cause Haruko to be even more adamant about teasing the boy. He was still trying to keep the memories of the supposed dream out of his head.

Still, he couldn't deny that at least part of him wanted to continue.

Haruko dealt the next hand. Naota looked at the cards; a Jack of Spades, a 2 and 7 of diamonds, and two threes, a heart and spade, respectively. He dropped the two and the seven, asking for two more cards. Haruko drew two cards from the top of the deck and handed them to him. He received a 6 and a Jack of hearts. This left him with two doubles, one of threes and one of Jacks. Haruko dropped one card and drew one more. Then she called. Naota showed her his two doubles. Just as he was getting ready to turn his head away for Haruko to start taking off something, the girl laughed heartily and showed him her hand; Three Kings and two Aces, a full house!

Haruko let out a whoop of triumph before pestering Naota. "Take 'em off Naota!"

Blushing considerably, Naota stood up and unzipped the fly of his jeans. Trying to get it over with as quickly as possible, he dropped his pants to the floor, stepped out of them and sat down in his chair again, now wearing only his boxers.

Still smiling to herself, Haurko shuffled the deck and dealt another hand. Still noticeably blushing, Naota looked at his hand; A 7 and 8 of spades and three Aces, Hearts, Clubs, and Spades, respectively. Trying to keep his expression nonchalant, as he had learned from Haruko, he dropped the seven and eight. Haruko handed him two new cards, two sixes, a heart and a diamond.

After Haruko dropped one card and took another one, Naota called. This time he waited for Haruko to show her hand. All she had was a pair of kings. Naota showed his hand. This time it was his turn to smile triumphantly.

Sighing in mock-resignation, Haruko reached her hands behind her back and unclasped her bra. Naota suddenly realized what his victory meant and quickly turned away, feigning sudden interest in a stain on the wall. Haruko laughed at him. "You're nothing like your father. You're such a prude. Come on, you can look. Looking's part of the game." Naota didn't turn back. He could hear her shuffling the deck again as she continued. "Besides, you seem like the type of guy who loves the taste of a woman's breasts."

This struck Naota like a ten-ton weight. He slowly turned around to look back at Haruko. Her head rested on her palms, both her elbows on the table. Between these were her two large, round, plump breasts rested on the tabletop, on top of her facedown hand. When Naota finally looked back at her face, he noticed that it gave off nothing but knowing confidence. Her lazy, yet piercing eyes impaled his mind once more. He no longer knew dream from reality. Was this real anymore?

"Your cards, Naota-kun."

Naota looked down at the table in front of him where his newly-dealt hand sat. After a moment, he lowered a trembling hand to pick it up.

After he discarded and drew his new cards he was left with absolutely nothing. He was about to lay down his cards when Haruko laid her hand facedown on the table, dully remarking "I fold."

Without even waiting for a response from Naota, she stood up from her chair and faced away from the boy, placing her thumbs inside the rim of her panties. Naota simply watched in silent fascination as the girl very slowly lowered her final article of clothing, sensually flattening her palms against her thighs as she pushed them down. She bent her upper torso forward as she continued to push them down to her ankles, giving the young boy a perfect view of her round, pink bottom, as well as her nether lips.


Naota's general reaction to look away did not activate at this point. The boy continued to stare as Naota turned back towards him, revealing her entire exposed body to him, and kicked the lacy panties at him from off her big toe. She then slowly closed the five-foot gap between them and wrapped her arms around him, pressing her plump breasts against his bare chest. "Sometimes dreams can be real, Naota-kun." She met his half-open lips with her own in a tight, warm, sensual kiss.

Their tongues tangled and intertwined, wresting with eachother for pleasure. As this went on, Haurko snaked one hand down between their bodies and dug under the hem of the boy's boxers. Without bothering to remove them, she reached her entire hand in and clenched Naota's young penis. He was fully erect and she could feel the precum begin to dribble over her fingers. As she pressed Naota's lips harder against hers, she massaged his member.

No longer able to stand being confined, Naota reached both his hands down and hurriedly removed the offending boxers, leaving Haruko free the entertain his entire nether region.

Haruko took this to her advantage. She trailed her lips down his body, first lightly nipping at his earlobes, then licking his neck. She moved down to his chest and spent a bit of time wrapping her tongue about one of his nipples. Naota's breath quickened as his eyes screwed shut and every muscle in his body tightened. It took all of his power to stop himself from reaching down and massaging his nether region himself.

Haruko smiled deviously at the knowledge of how much she was torturing her tiny lover. She continued her journey down his body, trailing her tongue along his soft, slight curves, dipping her tongue into the crevice of his naval before finally continuing to where pleasure was most needed.

She started by running her tongue along the bottom of Naota's hairless ballsack. His erection twitched violently at this contact. Haruko traveled upward from there, running along the underside of his shaft until she finally reached the tip. She wrapped her lips around the soft pink head, her tongue continuing to caress the underside of his young prick. With a final entertained chuckle, she slowly lowered her lips down the boy's shaft until she reached it's base. She remained stationary for a few moments, her tongue snaking down and licking between the boy's testicles. She then slowly pulled back upward until just the tip remained in her mouth, then moved back down, beginning to form a rhythm of this pattern.

Naota moaned loudly, not caring who might hear him. He was in a state of shear bliss as he leaned back in his chair, Haruko's face bobbing up and down in his lap. As the treatment continued, he began to catch on to her rhythm and slightly bucked his hips in time. One of his hands was placed on the back of Haruko's head, gently pressing her closer.

Haruko was pleased with the boy's renewed eagerness this time around. Anxious to move on, she quickened her pace.

Naota, never having been sucked off before, lost it rather soon after this. With one final thrust the boy shouted the girl's name as he released his juices into Haruko's hungry mouth. There was a bit more cum than Haruko had originally expected, but she managed to take it all into her mouth without swallowing.

Leaving Naota's crotch, she brought her face to meet Naota's and locked him in another lusty kiss. This time, however, instead of her tongue entering him as he had expected, Naota was surprised when a torrent of thick, warm liquid entered his mouth. He was forced to swallow it all lest he gag. It took him all of three swallows to get it all down. As Haruko brought her face away, Naota gasped violently for air, his eyes wide with surprise. The girl rested her cheek against Naota's chest. "How did you like your first taste of cum?"

Naota couldn't speak. He had never expected to swallow such a substance, but he figured that if he ever did it wouldn't be that of a boy. Of course, it was his own, but it was still an awkward concept nonetheless.

Haruko looked up at him with a pouty face. "Aww, don't look so shocked. Women love a guy who's not afraid to drink his own cum. They find it sexy." Naota wondered if this didn't apply to only her.

Haruko brought her face back up to meet Naota's once more. She licked a stray driblet of his own cum from the side of his mouth and smiled wickedly. She then slowly stood up.

She took Naota by the hand and pulled him up out of his chair. Standing straight, Haruko stood literally head and shoulders above the boy. This was perfect, as she pulled Naota's head into her breasts, encouraging him to feed. Her young lover needed no second bidding. He caught one hard, pink nipple into his mouth and suckled on it, his other hand roughly massaging her other breast. Haruko brought both hands behind the young boy and clamped them onto both of his buttcheeks. She squeezed and kneaded them, relishing in this young body that she had all to herself.

Once Naota's erection had reached it's highest peak, Haruko gently pulled away from the boy, who took one last longing lick at thin air. She walked around Naota and back to the table, which she promptly sprawled out on, face up. It was large enough to support her entire body. With an alluring wink, she called o Naota. "It's your turn to be on top."

Once more, Naota was hesitant. By now it appeared that what he thought had been a dream was real. Or perhaps this was all just a dream as well. After a moment, he finally blocked that thought out of his mind. Whether or not it was a dream, he understood his feelings. He knew what he wanted, who he wanted. Truths could come later.

Naota slowly walked over to the table and lay down on top of it as well, alongside Haruko. It was an old table, but it could easily support both of them. The boy raised his body above Haruko, placing his hands on either side of the girl to hold him up. He positioned his penis at his lover's leaking nether lips. Haruko smiled and lowered a hand down, opening herself to give the boy better access. After a moment, Naota finally pushed forward. His shaft began to enter the girl. He continued pushing. Three inches had disappeared into her.

Haruko was growing somewhat impatient with the boy. However, she allowed him to go at his own pace. She actually felt somewhat bad for going so fast with him his first time.

Finally, Naota thrust forward, impaling the girl with all five inches of his manhood. Haruko was by no means filled, but it was still very pleasurable. Naota, however, was in heaven. This was the best feeling he could possibly imagine, made even more thrilling by the fact that now he had control.

He slowly pulled out of Haruko, then quickly thrust back in. He continued this repeatedly, each time quicker and more powerful. Eventually, he was literally pounding into the girl under him.

Haruko was surprised at the young boy's excitement. To give both of them even more pleasure, she tightened her walls as much as she could. Naota noticed this and his moans began to turn into cries of pleasure. Soon, they both began to reach their climax.

Naota pounded his penis into Haruko as hard as his body would allow him to. He could feel the pressure building up inside of him and he wanted to let it out in a torrent.

Finally, Haruko reached her orgasm. Just as she released, she pulled Naota's face into a loving kiss. This brought the boy over the edge, and he lost his load at the same time as Haruko. Their juices filled up the insides of the girl, and much of it spilled out, covering both the table and them.

Naota rested his head on the pillow of Haruko's breasts, panting desperately for breath. Haruko gently ran her fingers through Naota's hair, smiling down on his small, worn out body.

After a few moments of silence, Naota finally spoke. "Do you love me, Haruko...?"

"More than you may even dream."