Full Metal Panic Fan Fiction ❯ Full Metal Panic! Essay Assignment ❯ Final Exam: Hands On Evaluation ( Chapter 9 )

Final Exam: Hands-On Evaluation

I bit the side of my lower lip as I watched him eat the dinner I made. His hand trembled as he made a futile attempt at getting some food into his mouth. I snorted and looked at my own plate. He looked like someone who was learning how to use chopsticks for the first time! But I certainly wasn't one to talk. In no way was I in a better position than he. I had also barely touched my own meal. As I sat at the table, fidgeting and playing with my food, I secretly glanced up to look at him and noticed that he was looking at me with those deep eyes that always melted my resolve. He was still blushing... even after it had been a while since had we finished our little “exploration session.” Perhaps, just like me, he was finding it hard to believe that we had gone that far... in the kitchen... of all places. He was probably finding it really hard to understand all these feelings. The fact that he was capable of having such strong feelings, and that I was right there to match them with my own. Now, as we sat, attempting to eat dinner, even if it was a warm day, and the apartment was at room temperature, the air felt very cold against my warm skin, and it was likely the same case for him. After feeling so warm and comfortable in his arms, it was almost unbearable to sit all the way across from him and not want to... not want to jump his bones! The truth was that we didn't know what to do with each other now.

No... before speculation gets out of hand... it wasn't anything that involved getting naked or him “poking” somewhere he had never poked before! It was just a little groping here and there, and a little ass-grabbing... well, a LOT of ass-grabbing, I admitted to myself, feeling warm all of a sudden as I momentarily relieved the experience all over again in my head.

I couldn't help but to smile as I continued looking into his eyes. He returned the smile, but only a slight nervous one.

“What do we do now, Sousuke...?” I thought to ask, still fidgeting with my chopsticks.

He inhaled sharply, but quietly, and held his breath in for the slightest of seconds. “I... I... whatever you want us to do, Kaname...” he replied, sighing.

I looked back down at my plate and took a deep breath. I had certainly NOT outdone myself with dinner tonight. The steamed rice had a smoky taste, the vegetables were way overcooked, making them mushy... and the meat... well, the meat was a little on the burnt side. But this is all courtesy of a certain Sergeant who distracted me and kept me a little TOO busy with other matters. If he was good at anything—other than kissing me... and touching me... of melting me and turning me into a puddle... and taking my breath away... and making me happy... and making me feel good... and making me blush by just looking at me... and making me moan...!—he was good at having horrible timing!

“Kaname...?” he called, hence interrupting me from my daydreaming. I looked up at him, taking a deep breath.

“I...” I hesitated. “There's so much I want to do, Sousuke... I just... it's just that now knowing that there is a big possibility to do 'certain' things that neither one of us would actually mind is... is a little hard to swallow... and get used to...”

“I'm willing to do anything you want at a moment's notice, Kaname,” he stated with a serious stare. “And just the same, I am willing to wait for you as long as you need before you make any decisions, whatever they may be.”

As he spoke those words, my heart thumped loudly and my throat tightened just slightly. “Thank you, Sousuke... that really means a lot to me, but I also care about your needs...”

“There's no need to thank me, Kaname... I'm only doing what makes me happy... I'm satisfied knowing you are happy, and that all your needs are fulfilled,” he stated. “My needs are to always make sure you are safe and happy and making sure these things are taken care of to the best of my abilities.”

I smiled lovingly at him That's it... I can't take it anymore. Standing up and walking to where he was, I wrapped my arms around him, and kissed his lips softly. Not only had he given me a valid excuse to get near him—sitting across the table from him was tearing me apart!—but the idiot gave me another reason to love him all the more. His selflessness, and constant concern for my wellbeing just melted me to a helpless puddle... I couldn't help myself, but I didn't care either.

“I love you, Sousuke...” I whispered as I looked into his eyes.

He gave me a lopsided smile. “Affirmative. I feel the same way...”

I smirked. I loved it when he always put himself in the position where it was so easy to pick on him. “What, you love yourself too? Jeez... aren't we being a little arrogant...?”

He frowned with concern. “That's not what I meant, Kaname...”

I shook my head, silencing him. “I'm only kidding, silly... I know what you meant!”

He sighed with relief. “Roger...”

I grabbed the empty chair that was adjacent to where he was, and placed it next to him. I sat on it, and leaned onto his left side, wrapping my arm around his unoccupied arm. He looked at me questionably.

“You're not eating dinner, Kaname?” he asked.

I shook my head and smiled. I looked down at his plate and quirked an eyebrow, amused. “I really messed up dinner tonight,” I stated a little sheepishly. “And besides... I really don't have an appetite anymore.”

“Hmm...” he hummed. He took a deep breath and prepared to pick some more food with his chopsticks, but his hands still trembled, a lot more now that I was next to him. I smirked and he took a deep breath, inpatient with his motor skills.

“Here, let me help,” I offered, my hand extended out for him to hand me the chopsticks.

“Kaname?” he asked confused.

“Give me your chopsticks, silly,” I ordered.

He looked at me bewildered and handed me the chopsticks tentatively. I smiled and began picking a piece of meat. Somehow, I didn't seem to have the problem he had, but that didn't take away from the fact that I was very nervous about feeding Sousuke Sagara, not because he was hurt, or because he couldn't, but because I felt compelled to.

Once the meat was secured, I looked at him expectantly, holding the meat midair. “Open,” I ordered, referring to his his mouth.

“Uhh...”

I sighed impatiently. “Your mouth, stupid...” I clarified.

His eyes widened. I was sure that he was probably thinking that this was no way to treat a specialist, and that he was entirely capable of feeding himself.

“Uhh... Kaname... I'm fully capable—” Bingo! So predictable....

“Shh!” I interrupted. He simply looked at me. “Yes, I know you're a specialist and that you can feed yourself, but I want to feed you.” I smiled and petted his hair with my free hand. “Boyfriends and girlfriends do that stuff every so often, you know...”

“Is that so?”

“Yes, moron... now open wide,” I said, and he did so as if he was going to have the furthest molar in the back pulled out. I couldn't help but to laugh... he's such an otaku. “Sousuke... I'm not your dentist! You don't have to open that wide. Just open it wide enough as if you were feeding yourself.”

He nodded and did as ordered. Though I couldn't help noticing as his lips quivered just slightly. I smiled and and inserted the food into his mouth. “See... not so bad, huh?” I asked. I noticed that accidentally, as he went to take the bite, a little sauce smeared on his bottom lip.

He looked at me as he chewed. “It's a little awkward, but it is not a problem,” he stated.

I smiled wickedly and leaned towards him as if I was going to kiss him. He stiffened slightly, and trembled when he felt my my lips sucking on his bottom lip and my tongue licking teasingly, claiming the sauce that clung to his lip. I smiled as I pulled back. “Is it still awkward...?” I murmured seductively.

He looked at me wide-eyed, exhaling nervously. “Uhh... negative...” he uttered.

I giggled, and this time bunched enough rice to make another bite. When I looked up, Sousuke looked at me, already with his mouth halfway open, like an obedient puppy waiting to be trained. I grinned and fed him again. If only it were this easy to train him in other things, like not blowing stuff up...

But... you can't have the cake and eat it too!

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Deep in my own thoughts, I absently handed another washed dish to Kaname.

We stood in the kitchen, much like that fateful and unforgettable night, doing the dishes after a very interesting dinner and the most memorable of evenings. So many things have happened tonight that I felt like I was walking on clouds. What was even more unbelievable was that all these amazing things happened in one night. It couldn't get any better than this! Kaname was the most amazing woman I've ever come across, and she made it so easy to love her, to be in love with her, to idolize her, to want to protect her, to live for her. The honest truth was that I couldn't see myself without her anymore. My purpose in life was her happiness. That was enough for me. I sighed as I reached for the last dish to wash. Noticing this, Kaname moved away and grabbed a rag to begin cleaning the counters. It was now custom for me to wash and rinse the last dish while she wiped the counters. I did as was expected of me, and drained both sinks once finished. When she turned to rinse the rag, I turned on the faucet and she smiled, wordlessly thanking me for my thoughtfulness.

I moved from the counter and grabbed the broom to begin sweeping the floor. In no time, we were done with our nightly Kitchen Police duties. During training in Mithril, I didn't think much of it when assigned this duty, but now that it was a daily routine for Kaname and I, I truly began to enjoy this quiet companionship. We didn't talk much while doing dishes, but when we did, it would be a quiet conversation, and Kaname always had this small smile that even if she tried, it would not go away. Perhaps she enjoyed this routine as much as I. Every once in a while she would playfully splash a little water on me and giggle innocently. I, on the other hand, mischievously blew on the foam hovering on the washing sink and bubbles would fly all over the place, some landing on her nose, making her laugh and lean against me.

Though tonight, the occasional play did not occur. We were quiet throughout; it seemed that we were organizing our own thoughts, since so much had happened in only one night.

I bent over and with a dustpan, retrieved the particles of dust and garbage off the floor. Kaname, having finished with her own duties, leaned against the refrigerator and watched as I disposed of the dust and put away the dustpan and broom. I turned to her and our eyes met. The wordless conversation our eyes had engaged in was just that: wordless. It was impossible to express the things I saw in her eyes. Perhaps it was love and longing, but somehow, I felt that we were both beyond that threshold. Love now seemed to come short of describing our feelings for each other. All the things we had gone through together, from the very beginning, to where we stood now... have lead to this moment... where the thought of if something were to ever happen to her, I wouldn't know what to do with myself. The simple thought made me shiver uncontrollably... it... terrified me.

I sighed, and she shifted from one foot to the other.

“Well...” I began.

“Yes?” she asked, slightly anxious.

I looked straight into her eyes, but then looked down and sighed. Yes... there were things I wanted, but I could not force myself on her if she wasn't ready. “Perhaps I should go...” I said quietly.

I looked up at her again and she looked away, sighing sadly. “Okay...” she whispered disappointed.

We both walked to the living room, and I grabbed my school bag which had been leaning against the wall. I slung it over my shoulder and taking another deep breath reached for the door handle. Leaving her now proved to be the greatest challenge I've ever come across. I didn't want to leave. She didn't want me to leave... and I knew this. But why torture ourselves when we had reached such an awkward and difficult position?

Perhaps I would find consolation in pulling the security checks I had completely neglected throughout the night... that was very unbecoming for a specialist such as myself... I was acting like a careless amateur....

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“Well.... good night, Kaname,” he voiced evenly.

He now stood on the hallway, facing me, and I stood inside, clutching the door to my side.

“I...”

He took one step forward and cupping my face gently, placed a soft lingering kiss on my lips. He stepped back once finished and left me with my eyes close... leaning forward when he broke our kiss wanting to make it last that extra second.

“Good night, Kaname,” he repeated. “Sleep well, and please call if you need me for anything.”

I nodded, unable to find my voice. Somehow, a thick knot in my throat prevented me from doing anything!

He smiled softly and turned to begin walking. And walked he did. I, on the other hand, stood by the door, like a total moron, watching as he walked away.

Why did I feel so helpless watching him go? It felt as if he was leaving me for good, but I knew he was just going to his own home, right across the street! Yet, somehow... I couldn't overcome this loneliness... this fear that if I let him go, I wouldn't see him again. I knew this wasn't the case... but I couldn't oppress this feeling... this fear that had me shaking uncontrollably.

This was Sousuke, for God's sake! The man practically made of steel, the one I've seen defy death to its face more times than I cared to keep track of. Nothing was going to happen to him! It's not like he was walking to his death! But he's not immortal, you know... what if Mithril pulls the plug on his protecting me? Stupid Tessa... I know she'd be more than happy to do that...! What was I going to do then? Would he follow orders like he did last time? He was the most important thing in my life, now, and forever. If he ever considered the following orders like last time... oh, the things I was going to do to him! Among them beating him to a pulp with, not my harisen, but my softball bat, tie him to a chair, and put barbed wire and land mines all around my apartment! Figures, he was rubbing off on me.... No one was going to take him away from me, not Tessa, not Mithril... not Sousuke himself!

All this thinking was done in about 20 seconds, but by then, he was already out of sight. Reacting to this realization, I ran down the hallway, and turned to where the elevator was. Thankfully, just like in his complex, my elevator was just as slow. I skidded to a halt when I saw him waiting. Though now that I was here, I stood like an idiot, immobile, frustrated.... agrh...! Have some guts, girl... you're not in high school anymore... you're a grown woman! I told myself. But by then, Sousuke had felt my presence and turned around, looking at me questionably.

“Kaname...?”

Knowing myself very well, I decided to only act, and not speak. I ran to where he was and threw myself against him, holding him tightly, almost chocking him.

Bewildered, he wrapped his arms around me and heaved as I knocked the wind out of him with my landing. “Kaname... is something the matter...?” he choked out breathlessly. He was probably turning the color of my hair, but I didn't care! He was here with me, and that's all that mattered to me. So what if I'm selfish like that! Deal with it... you jerk... thinking you could leave just like that!

He coughed, heaving just slightly and patted my back lightly. “Kaname... I can't breath...”

I loosened my grip just enough to feel his chest rise and fall comfortably. “You better breath... 'cause you know you're no good to me dead!” I said.

He took a deep breath, his lungs devouring the air they had been lacking all along. “Roger...” he sighed ruefully.

I smiled and pulled back enough to look at him. “I meant what I said... I don't want you to leave me...”

“I'm not, Kaname,” he began, returning my deep gaze. “I'm only going to my quarters... they have not called me for a mission.”

“That's not what I mean, you idiot!” I snapped. He flinched just slightly. I took a deep breath, putting my temper in check. He could be so thick sometimes... “I meant, don't leave me here... now... I don't care how close you are...” I was blushing for sure! “I just don't want you going anywhere tonight... I want you with me... tonight, tomorrow... forever...” I said quietly, embarrassed from my admission.

His deep searching eyes flickered just slightly, and he blinked repeatedly, as if what I did was recite the theory of probability. Finally, when he comprehended my demand, he sighed, trembling just slightly. “Oh...” his hand reached up to feel my forehead. “You don't have a fever, do you, Kaname... Do you feel like there's someone watching you, or like you're in danger... if that is the case, I should have noticed by now... hmm... perhaps I should conduct a security check... Wait her—...”

“So suddenly... it hurts...” he muttered, rubbing the side of his head.

“Ugh....! You... you... Agrh...!” Control... control... deep breath... nope... no control. “Do I have to break everything down to you Barney-style!” I remarked sarcastically.

He looked at me quizzically. “Kaname... who is Barney...?”

“SHUT UP!” This guy... I swear... “Never mind that!”

“But, Kaname...”

“Didn't you hear what I just said!” I snapped. By now my hands were on my hips and my foot was tapping 5,000 miles an hour. The truth was, though... I couldn't have him any other way.

He stiffened and stood at attention. “Yes, Ma'am... I shall remain quiet!” he said.

“Nooo...! That's not what I was talking about... OH, MY GOD!”

He sighed and looked at me with a frustrated frown. “Kaname... I'm confused...”

“Well, no shit!” I retorted. “Why am I not surprised?”

He took a deep breath and slouched his shoulders.

I sighed... okay... let's try it again. “Sousuke...?”

He looked up with that blank expression of his, but his eyes expressed something else. “Kaname?”

I fidgeted with the buttons of his shirt, blushing again. “Sousuke... I want you to spend the night at my place...”

His eyes widened just slightly and he stopped breathing. “Uhh...”

I moved closer to him, pressing my body against his. “You don't have a choice, you know...” I whispered on his ear quietly, tracing my finger down his nose.

“Uhh...”

I giggled. Even though I was teasing him, I was certainly serious about what I said. I pulled back and stretched out my hand for him to take it. “Well, are you going to stand there all night like a stone or what?”

“Uhh...”

“Is that all you know how to say...?”

“Uhh...”

“Sousuke !” I stomped my foot impatiently.

He trembled for a split second and immediately after took my hand in his. I smiled triumphantly and we walked back to my apartment, me leaning against him wantonly.

“That's a good boy...” I muttered, intertwining my fingers with his.

“Uhh...”

I smirked and shook my head. “Figures...”

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I wiped away an annoying drop of sweat that clung to my brow as we walked back into her apartment. Apparently she had ran out after me and did not worry about closing the door behind her. I knew immediately, as a safety precaution, that I needed to inspect the place for anything unusual or any dangers.

“Wait here...” I said to her, leaving her by the door. She stood there, humoring me, but nonetheless tapping her foot and crossing her arms impatiently.

I took out my Glock 17 and held it at the ready as I looked into every room, properly ensuring that everything was as it should have been. Everything seemed in order and I returned to Kaname, putting my gun away. Before I had the chance to assure her that it was clear, she spoke.

“Can I come into my own apartment now?” she asked cynically.

“Everything is clear, yes,” I replied.

“Whatever...” she muttered as she walked in and closed the door, enabling all its locks.

I put my school bag to the side, and sat on the couch. “Please do not preoccupy yourself with providing me the usual commodities to sleep. I shall pull watch on your residence from the couch without a problem. I should not be an inconvenience to you from this strategic location.”

She turned and leaned against the door, looking at me with a quirked eyebrow. “Sousuke... I don't think two people will fit in that couch...” she commented quietly.

“Kaname...?”

She took a deep breath—that deep breath usually meant she was keeping her temper in check. She straightened and started walking. She then towered over me, since I was sitting. “Sousuke... you're not sleeping on the couch...”

I cocked my head. “Where shall I preform my duties from, then?”

She rolled her eyes, and extended her arm again for me to take her hand. “Try not to think of this as a mission, you dimwit...” she ordered.

I took her hand, and she pulled me up. I stood up, and she dragged me along with her.

I was well aware where she was leading us, but decided to keep quiet about it. Once Kaname had set her mind on something, it was useless to argue with her, even if she was at gunpoint. I learned that in Khanka a long time ago. We walked into her bedroom, and she closed the door behind her and leaned against it, her head hanging low, hiding her face from my view. Furthermore, the only light in the room was the one that seeped through the blinds of her window from the street beam pole.

“This is your bedroom, Kaname,” I voiced evenly.

She simply nodded, and walked past me to sit on the edge of the bed and turn on the lamp on her nightstand, brightening the room dimly. She then looked up at me, and patted the spot next to her, wordlessly telling me to go and sit next to her. I did as indicated, and rigidly settled next to her.

She took my hand in hers and looked at me, serious, but with red deeply staining her cheeks. “This is where I want you to sleep, Sousuke...” she said quietly.

My eyes widened. “But Kaname, the security checks—”

She silenced me by pressing her index finger on my lips. “You say anything otaku for the next 12 hours and I'll make sure to duplicate all the scars you already have,” she threatened quietly, calmly, but I nonetheless felt my a cold electric shock run down my spine. I gulped quietly and nodded obediently. Like I said... I knew better than to argue.

She smiled, pleased, and stood up. She walked to her dresser and took out one of her largest T-shirts and a pair of loose shorts and threw them at me over her head. They skillfully landed on my face.

“Put these on,” she voiced over her shoulder as she took out her own pajamas. She then walked towards the door. “I'm going to change and brush my teeth. Come to the bathroom and do the same after you're changed. I'll have a spare toothbrush waiting for you,” she said as she walked into the bathroom.

I sat stupefied, looking towards the hallway that she had disappeared from. I gapped like a fish out of water for a few seconds, and then took a deep breath, looking at the clothing garments in my hands. Sighing, I did as she commanded and walked to the bathroom, and there she stood, barely beginning to brush her teeth, humming quietly. I stood next to her, and she handed me the toothbrush and toothpaste. I did what was expected of me and brushed my teeth thoroughly. We finished simultaneously, and she handed me a hand towel to dry myself as she did the same with another one she had. Once finished, we put the towels away and looked at each other shyly. She gave me a small smile and offered her hand for me to take, and I obliged. Turning the light off, we silently walked back into the bedroom. Reluctantly, we let go of each other's hands. Looking into each other's eyes, we each walked to a side of the bed—she took the right side, I took the left—and turned the sheets, not losing sight of the other's intense gaze.

Breaking eye contact, we both gave our back to each other and sat at the edge of the bed at about the same time. Simultaneously as well, we swung our legs on top of the bed and under the sheets and simply sat, only looking ahead. I side-glanced at her and noticed how she blushed... beautifully. I hung my head, looking at my hands and smiling a very small smile, for I was blushing too. She then reached to her nightstand and turned off the lamp. The room went dark, but we still sat in the same position. Finally, she leaned back to lay down. When she noticed I still sat, she reached my arm and pulled, making me lay as well.

I lay like a corpse almost, stiff and rigid, my arms gripping the sheet fabrics next to my sides. I took a deep breath which died half way when I felt Kaname's hand taking hold of mine. I looked to where she was, but all I could see was her silhouette. Her head turned to where I was, in other words, she faced me. My grip on the sheets loosened and I turned my hands upwards so to properly hold her hand. She, however, intertwined her fingers with mine and sighed.

I breathed deeply again, squeezing her hand just slightly. “Good night, Kaname,” I said softly.

She breathed deeply as well, a tiny squeak escaping her throat. “Good night, Sousuke...”

By the tone of her voice, I could tell she was smiling. I smiled as well and held her hand now with both my hands and placed it on my chest. She, on the other hand, rolled onto my right side, forcing our hands to let go and replaced her hand with her head on my shoulder and snuggled comfortably against me, draping her arm across my torso. I took my right arm under her and wrapped it around her while my left hand rested on her forearm which lay on me. I moved my head slightly and smelled the beautiful scent of her hair. I shifted further, now nuzzling her head. She shifted as well, and looked up. My heartbeat quickened, even if I couldn't see her features clearly, feeling her body like I was now was enough to quicken my pulse. But I wanted more....

Releasing her forearm momentarily and looking over to the nightstand which sat on my side of the bed, I reached over and turned the lamp on. I looked back to where Kaname was and my heart pounded mercilessly on my chest, taking my breath away. Her beautiful eyes looked into mine, not questioning my actions, simply allowing me to do whatever I needed.

I sighed nervously, reaching over and caressing her cheek. “I wanted to look at you...” I whispered sheepishly.

She smiled and kissed my cheek tenderly. She then moved her arm to my shoulder and rested her chin on her forearm, simply to look at me. I, on the other hand, moved my head forward to kiss her lips. She simply obliged, and returned my kiss. With my free arm, I pulled her even closer to me, feeling her entire body against me, her... her... her soft breasts pressing against my hard chest. Feeling this sensation flared something deep within my groin and stirred a mad desire for her all over again, though a lotstronger than what I had felt in the kitchen. Nevertheless, the outcome was the same, and my... my... comrade... got... hard... again....

Driven by my desire, I rolled us to where I now hovered over her and kissed her deeply, my weight resting on my elbows and knees. She moaned into our kiss and pulled me into her wantonly, her arms wrapped around my neck, her fingers grazing and pulling my hair all at once.

“Kaname...” I whispered into our kiss, now stroking her sides, learning her curves. My hand traveled from her ribcage, down to her waist, hips, and then thighs. When my hand reached the side of her knee joint, I reached underneath and pulled, bending her knee, making the insides of her thighs rub against my hip, making me grunt almost impatiently... if only I could feel her skin....

I jerked up, breaking our kiss when I realized what I was doing... the thoughts that were going through my mind. She looked up at me, with a sense of loss, breathless and flushed, her chest rising and falling rhythmically.

“Sousuke...?” she breathed in a whisper, looking at me concerned. “What's wrong...?”

I swallowed, also catching my breath. I tried rolling off her, but she stubbornly held me in place. “I'm sorry, Kaname... I... kind of lost control, touching you like that...”

She looked deeply into my eyes, tracing my jawline softly. “I don't mind, Sousuke...” she breathed. She then blushed profusely. “Actually... you were doing very good...”

My eyes widened with surprise. “Kaname, I...”

“Shh...” she interrupted quietly, then smiled. “I... I... I want you to let go... it's okay if you want to touch me in places where you're not used to touching...” she kissed me softly and then whispered: “I want to feel your hands all over me, Sousuke...”

My eyes almost popped out of my sockets. “Kaname, I...”

“Shh...” she interrupted just as quiet again. “I love you, Sousuke Sagara... with all my heart and soul... with all that is me... you're the only one for me, now and always. You're the only one I trust and want to do this with...”

I looked into her eyes deeply, searching for what wasn't there. I looked for insecurity in her eyes, for oppression, for fear... I wanted to make sure I wasn't forcing her into doing something she didn't want to do. Instead, all I found was love and trust... and desire. I sighed... I need to hear it anyway. “Are you sure, Kaname...?” I asked gravely.

She smiled and kissed me softly. “Yes... I'm sure...” she said evenly, her tone trying to convince me that she wanted this as much as I, and doing a good job at it. “I want you to make love to me, Sousuke...”

I was halfway down to kiss her but stopped dead on my tracks when I heard her whisper those words, looking into my eyes the way she did. The shameless organ at the lower half of my body seemed to wholeheartedly agree with her request, throbbing mercilessly. God....

But I... ever the careful specialist, couldn't disregard it nonchalantly. “Ka-Ka-Kaname...?” I stuttered.

“Sousuke...” She looked at me patiently.

“I-I-I.... I...”

She sighed impatiently. “Sousuke... you've already turned me on... and just the same, I want to touch you all over the place... and... and... I'm really horny right now... so, now... are you gonna make me beg...?”

I gulped at her words. Yes... I've heard them before and knew what they meant. Kurz and other fellow soldiers have used it in the past, and from the context of their conversations, I could gather what exactly they were talking about. And to think I thought I was the only one who wanted to ravish her....

“I...”

She arched her eyebrows playfully. “After all, your friend down there seems to wholeheartedly agree with me,” she whispered sensuously, rubbing her groin against my... yes, erection...

Somehow, I found my voice again after several seconds of watching her wait for my reaction patiently. “Kaname... I don't have any protection...”

She grazed my hair with her fingertips. “It's okay...” she then blushed, slightly embarrassed. “I've... I've been taking birth control pills for a while...”

My eyes widened in surprise, and she hastily continued: “It's good for your skin!” she retorted in her defense.

I couldn't help but to smile. Finally, she smiled as well, and said: “And... I knew this day would eventually come... so I wanted to be prepared...”

“I see...” I remarked quietly.

“You are my first and last, Sousuke Sagara...” she voiced.

I brushed my lips tenderly against hers. “Likewise, Kaname...” I whispered when our lips parted.

“I better be!” she said with her usual spunk.

I grinned. “I promise... My Love...”

I knew she would like that, and like it she did. Her eyes looked at me with tenderness and she pulled me down to her and held me tightly. “Oh, Sousuke...”

I nuzzled the junction of her shoulder and neck, closing my eyes. “I love you, Kaname...”

“I love you, too, you idiot...” she whispered, her voice breaking just slightly. I looked up to see why her voice quivered, only to see tears running down her temples.

I frowned with concern. “Kaname, are you—”

She shook her head. “I'm great, Sousuke... I've never been happier...”

I looked at her quietly, and once I was sure, I nodded. “Very well...”

Then all of a sudden I saw her wild and passionate spirit through her eyes. “Sousuke...?”

“Yes, Kaname?” I asked, as even as I could... I knew something was coming.

“Make me yours, you stupid military otaku and stop talking so damn much!” she commanded.

I couldn't help myself and for the first time, every since I could remember, I laughed. “Roger...!”

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I sighed and yawned languidly at the same time as I snuggled closer to the body next to me, shifting my leg over his comfortably. Slowly, I opened my eyes to find Sousuke with his eyes still closed, sleeping soundly. The deep continuous breathing was proof enough that he was at some faraway place in dreamland. I couldn't help but to smile when I noticed the almost pleased expression on his face and the tiny upwards curves at the ends of his mouth. I didn't think that he had ever slept this comfortable or this happy before. But the truth was, neither had I....

I sighed contentedly and nuzzled his neck softly, making him sigh deeply and wrap his arms around me more protectively, as if I would slip from his grasp. I looked up and saw that he still slept soundly.

.... “Roger...!” he responded... laughing... Sousuke Sagara... Sergeant Somber... laughing...!

I only chuckled, though... I wanted to savor the moment... to enjoy the sound of his quiet laughter.

His laughter unfortunately subsided, but he gazed into my eyes lovingly. I did the same, caressing his cheek tenderly. He moved his head down, and I moved mine up until our lips met halfway, kissing gently. My fingers shamelessly tangled with his wild hair, while he pulled me tightly against him, still laying on top of me. His strong arms made me feel safe, secure, loved... wanted. Slowly, his hands moved from my back to my side, grazing tentatively, as if asking permission for unlimited passage. I only kissed him deeper, my tongue going out in search of his. That was enough of a sign for him, and his hand fully molded around the sides of my ribs, just below the armpit. A few seconds later he had me moaning when he cupped my breast over the fabric of my PJ top. My hands reached down to a somewhat familiar territory and squeezed his firm rear, making him tense up slightly before relaxing and continuing with his ministrations.

Moving from my breast, his now shaking hand moved to the center of my chest and began working on the buttons of my top. Slowly, he broke the kiss, and allowed his lips to gently trace the curves of my face, strategically stopping to kiss my nose, my eyes, my forehead, and nibble my ears, making me squirm and giggle when his warm breath gently blew about. He then moved to my jaw, and growling almost playfully, he gently bit, letting his lips suckle on the outside. I couldn't help but to shiver in response and clutch him to me. Nevertheless, he efficiently reached the bottom of my top, and pulled up to look into my eyes, searching for any sign of objection from my part. I looked into his eyes and nodded. I was already bra-less, so we both knew what was coming next. He pursed his lips and nodded as well. Looking down and resting his weight on one of his elbows as he leaned to the side, with his other hand he picked one side of the PJ top and lifted. His eyes widened and his breath was taken away as for the very first time, he became acquainted with one of my breasts. This time, I was the one searching his eyes for disapproval, but gladly found none. Instead, he proceeded to do the same for the other side, and gently lifted the fabric away from my skin. His gentleness, his curiosity, his innocence... his wordless admiration... aroused me all the more, making me unconsciously arch my back, hence making my breasts peak up and stand out. He audibly gasped when he saw this and his jaw hung open. I smiled and traced his jawline softly. I then moved my hand to where his still clutched the fabric of my top, and taking it in my own, brought it up to my lips and placed a moist kiss on his fingertips.

He quietly watched as I did this, but then tensed up when I moved that same hand and placed it on one of my breasts. His fingertips trembled ever so softly, but he kept them where I had put them.

“It's okay...” I assured quietly.

He then nodded and glided his fingertips over the soft skin of my breast, making me whimper quietly.

“Kaname...” he whispered lovingly, coming up to kiss me briefly before going back down to his new discovery. With his fingertips, he circled the outside of my nipple, making me wriggle underneath his touch. He then moved on top of me again, though this time much lower, and placed a kiss on the breast he had been exploring, while his hand met with the one that had remained untouched.

“Sousuke...” I moaned, pulling his hair, trying to control myself.

He grunted, probably due to the pain I caused from pulling his hair, but continued, this time closing his mouth over the nipple, suckling and licking ever so gently.

I cried out from his pleasant torture, loving the feel of his hand holding my breast in place while he licked and sucked, as the other daringly pinched my other nipple, making me flinch and shake uncontrollably all at once.

In a private corner of my mind, I marveled at his gentleness. Lately a lot of the intimacy we shared had been wild and a little rough even, driven more by heat and passion like earlier at the kitchen. Now, it was different... I felt it in the way he whispered my name, in the small incoherent sounds he made. There was also a sense of wander to it... as if he could hardly believe I was there. With this discovery came another... so profound and deep that it simply took my breath away. I do love him. Not in that mechanical, reflex-action way that comes when you look at someone close to you and say “I love you”, but, rather, in a way that reached down into the very essence of who and what I was, and changed me forever. At that instant, he became what made me whole, and I knew I would never be the same again.

Suddenly, a shiver ran down my spine as another realization dawned on me. Who would've thought that Sergeant Sagara would be the incredible and amazing lover he was, even without experience! His innocence and the look of wonder in his eyes was intriguing and made him all the more sexier and desirable. I grinned at this and kissed his head softly, nuzzling his hair and closing my eyes as I continued shivering under his touch. His hands then moved up to where my PJ top still clung to my shoulders and pushed down, revealing more of my skin, his hands gliding down as he pushed the garment off. To help him in this task, I arched my back, and he pushed down faster, wanting to get rid of the stupid thing once and for all. When it finally came off, he threw it behind him carelessly. All this he did while maintaining most of his concentration on my breasts. I couldn't help but to smile at this. Leave it to Sergeant Efficient to multi-task and be good at it!

His hands then traveled down my abdomen and grabbed the elastic waistband of my PJ bottom. What could I do other than lay there and allow him to do his thing... it just felt too good to interrupt what he had begun. Even if he didn't realize it, his gentle, timid, innocent touch was a huge turn-on! Under his touch, I was truly at his mercy. Who would've thought feisty Kaname Chidori would turn into pudding when touched by a certain “clueless” Sergeant? I couldn't help but to cover my face with my hands and laugh soundlessly when I realized this.

Meanwhile, down south... Sousuke, tantalizingly slow... skimmed his lips over the deeply blushing skin of my flat, firm abdomen while his hands gently grazed the skin of my legs as he pushed my PJ pants with the edges of his hands... slowly... lusciously down my legs until they were completely off. He then followed the same procedure with my underwear, and finally, left me completely naked. I looked down to where he was, only to find him looking up, amazed at the view he beheld. After stalling for a few seconds, he began making his way back up, caressing my legs as he went along. I closed my eyes at the feel of his calloused, rough hands. His hands to me, however, felt like velvet....

My eyes then flew open at the feel of his warm breath between my legs. My hands instinctively went down to hold on to his head as hands touched me there for the very first time. My heartbeat raced 1,000 miles an hour—or so it felt like—and I purred helplessly, arching my back, pleasingly loving his ministrations. Seeing how much I enjoyed this, and in order to satisfy his curiosity and desire, his lips came in contact with the moisture between my legs.

I whispered his name with my voice full of longing. Though I didn't last very long. I guess that's what happens when you do this with someone you really love and that is really hot.... Right when I thought I could take no more, I shut my eyes tightly, a raspy moan escaping my throat as my whole body shuddered and then melted into the sheets, my release so strong and incredible, it was like nothing I ever felt before. Once I was done, I opened my eyes lazily and watched as he moved up my body, kissing my skin as he went along with a very pleased and confident smile, pausing at my breasts to tease my nipples into tight buds, again making me moan helplessly. Now, without any restrictions, his hands wondered all over my body, using everything he had just recently learned to rekindle the desire and passion I had displayed a while ago, covering me with his own body. He came face to face with me, and French kissed me. I moaned happily when I tasted myself on his mouth, but now, I felt compelled to return the favor.

Catching him off guard when I elevated my hips, I rolled us over so that now he was the one beneath me. I giggled at his look of surprise, as he gazed at me, breathless.

“Kaname...?” he breathed out.

I straddled his hips and smiled lovingly at him, bending over to kiss him briefly. “My turn...” I whispered against his lips playfully and pulled back, sitting straight again. He simply obliged, the look of desire flaring in his eyes as he gazed at my bosoms shamelessly. I, on the other hand, gripped the hem of the T-shirt he wore and without wasting time yanked it off him. I flung it to the side and bent over again to kiss his lips, relishing the feel of his hard, bare chest against my breasts. I laced my fingers with his to keep his arms pinned at either side of his head, and my lips traveled from his mouth down his throat, torturing slowly; then, inter-spacing tender kisses all across his chest, my loose hair adding to the endless and pleasant torture when it brushed against his flesh like thousands of tiny fingers. He tightened his grip on my hands when he felt me nipping at his chest, struggling to keep some form of self-control, biting his lower lip hard until I saw him taste his own blood. Inwardly I screamed in delight watching all this. All his muscles were going through violent spasms, and I had complete and utter control over him.

With a victorious smile, I moved down lower, my lips trailing his skin all along. Gripping the elastic waistband of both the shorts and his Mithril issue briefs—as I later came to find out—I pulled down until they were completely off him. I threw those to a side as well, and returned my attention to him. His member stood tall, hard, and proud as I crawled back up. I was surprised to find that he was not circumcised, but I didn't mind at all. He did spend most of his childhood in a non-Christian society, after all. His size worried me a bit, though... he was kind of on the gifted side....

“Kaname...” I heard his raspy whisper when I took him into my hands and gently began rubbing up and down... as my more worldly friend had told me they had done during their own experiences. Immediately, I could see why this technique was so effective, seeing as he shook violently and grunted, shutting his eyes tightly over the feel of my hands. He heaved short breaths as I sped up and tightened my grip just lightly, enough to make him moan and grip the fabric of the sheets tightly, his knuckles turning white in the process.

Not questioning my burning and driving desire, I leaned forward and placed a moist kiss on his tip, making him gasp and hold on to my shoulders for some form of balance. I couldn't help but to giggle and cover his tip with my mouth, satisfying my curiosity. Immediately after this, a tiny shot of his essence jetted into my mouth. I licked it off tenderly, getting my taste buds accustomed to the taste. I knew this was going to be something that required an acquired taste. Sliding my hand down to the bottom of his shaft, I took him in completely into my mouth and looked up as his back arched upwards, and he shuddered violently.

“Kaname...!” he grunted yet again breathlessly, all his muscles tightening and flexing as he tried to find some control.

I simply smiled, and keeping him inside my mouth, running my tongue up and down the ridge of his throbbing member, as I sucked and moved my head up and down all at once.

I did this for a few minutes, watching as his breathing lagged uncontrollably, until he finally pushed me up, stopping my giving him pleasure, or so I thought. He sat up, and I did as well tucking my legs under me as I looked at him concerned He simply tried catching his breath.

“Sousuke...?” I asked with worry in my eyes.

He looked at me, his eyes glazed and still half-shut, probably still feeling the effects of my... my... well, you know!

“It feels great...” he admitted breathlessly, reassuring me that I was doing nothing wrong. “But... I don't know how to deal with the sensations...” He swallowed to calm his nerves. “I... I felt like I was going to explode...”

I grinned and petted his hair lovingly. “That was the whole idea...” I whispered playfully.

He simply looked at me with his deep gaze, and I grazed his cheek, looking into his beautiful eyes in return. His eyes then looked down, hungrily taking in my flesh. Noticing this, I suddenly felt shy, and taking my hand away, I went to cover my breasts but he stopped me before I could.

“You're absolutely beautiful, Kaname Chidori...” he said quietly, his serious gaze looking into my eyes with sincerity.

Hearing those words, my heart skipped a beat and I felt butterflies in my stomach. “You really think so...?” I asked, shyly.

“Affirmative!” he replied with conviction.

I smiled and leaned in to give him a kiss. “Thank you...” I grazed his hair gingerly. “You're beautiful, too, you know...”

He stiffened just slightly. “Uhh...”

I chuckled and shoved him back down on the bed, forcing him to lay as I pounced on him, holding him close to me. To tease him and arouse him further, I rubbed myself against his member. My reward was to hear him gasp loudly.

“Kaname... I want you so much...!” he breathed against the skin of my throat, his voice strained in passion.

“I want you too, Sousuke...” I replied, kissing his own throat. “I want to feel your hands all over, touching me... I want to feel you inside, making love to me...”

Cloudy gray eyes locked with my own as he fondled my body once again, kneading one breast with one hand while his lips and tongue worked on the other.

Soon enough, all this teasing caught up with both of us, and I raised myself slightly and reaching down, took him inside me slowly, enjoying each inch as it slid inside until it came against some resistance. Bracing myself, I pushed down swiftly, breaking through the barrier and crying in pain as I clutched to him tightly.

His hands rubbed my back gently. “Kaname... are you okay...?” he asked quietly.

I buried my face into the side of his neck, wincing and shedding tears quietly, letting the pain subside.

“Kaname...?” he called again gently. “If you want to stop...”

I looked up and shook my head. “Just give me a minute...” I requested and returned to nuzzling his neck. He simply held me to him, patient, obedient.

Again, I raised myself, only this time a little higher and then sank back down slowly. This time, he clenched his jaw and his head pushed back on the pillow, forcing his neck to make a small arch as another torrent of sensations washed through his body, courtesy of my movements.

More confidently I began moving, setting a slow rhythm. His hips also began to slowly move to help me, unconsciously intensifying the sensations that ran through my body like electrifying currents. Driven by my desire, I sped up, and he reached up to cup my bouncing breasts. I couldn't help but to arch my back in ecstasy and moan, shutting my eyes and bitting my lower lip in the process.

Wanting to have fuller contact with my body, his arms snaked behind me and wrapped themselves around me as he sat up, my breasts now rubbing and pressing on his chest of steel. I looked at him through in my haze, only to find him watching me intently, concentrated on my reactions, on my moans as I continued riding him, wrapping my legs around him. He then leaned his head forward, resting his forehead against my own, our breathing intertwining. He then leaned even closer and claimed my lips aimlessly. I continued moaning, speeding even faster from feeling his mouth sucking on my bottom lip. He moaned as well, and before I knew it, he moved us forward, holding me tightly in his arms as he pressed me to the mattress with his body, which now lay on top of me. He released me and flexed and stretched his arms, pushing up to look down at me, still inside of me, and breathing deeply.

“Slow down a bit...” he breathed quietly, swallowing to catch his breath.

I smiled growling and pulled him back down, cherishing the feeling of his whole body pressed against my own, and kissed him heatedly. He began moving languidly, slowly driving me insane....

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I felt hands wondering aimlessly over my bare chest, retrieving me from my slumber. Lazily, but still feeling the bliss and comfortable lethargy in every cell of my body. I was warm, content... I had no desire to wake. I opened my eyes and looked down to the head with gleaming deep blue hair which snuggly rested on my shoulder. Suddenly the memories of the night before came rushing back to me, and suddenly my desire for her flared all over again. Feeling me shift slightly, this head moved and Kaname looked into my eyes, wide awake, a soft smile on her lips. Immediately I traced her jawline tenderly.

“Good morning...” she said quietly.

“Good morning, Kaname...” I replied, just as quiet.

She sighed blissfully and snuggled closer to me, closing her eyes, continuing to tease my chest with her touch. “Sleep well...?”

“Affirmative...”

She then giggled softly. “You're not worn out still, are you...?”

I looked at her, remembering what had happened the night before....

She especially didn't care. She gave me a feral smile and growled as she pulled me down to kiss me. I returned her kiss and began moving again. I rocked back and forth slowly, at a pace more suitable to my limit at the moment. I was moving so slow, making love to her so tenderly, it was driving her near madness. I gritted my teeth, fighting my own urges, making every thrust languidly slow. She clung to me as best she could while I felt her fingernails drawing strange hieroglyphs on my back. Kaname moaned and panted bits of phrases, pleading at times, encouraging at others. Her hands roamed everywhere on my body, and the control I tried so hard to maintain was finally lost; I matched the rhythm of her hips, rocking faster and harder as she commanded it breathlessly. To better fulfill her request I pulled completely out and and turned her onto her stomach.

“Hey...!” she began to protest, whimpering, but then screamed in pleasant surprise when I pulled up her hips and this time, like a wild animal almost, rammed into her from behind. She was now in all fours and a raspy groan escaped my throat, not only at the intense sensation we were both feeling, but at the new position we now were. There was an intriguing animosity to it, and I leaned forward pressing my chest against her back, and wrapping my arm around her, my forearms forming the shape of an “X” underneath her and each hand cupping one of her breasts.

“Sousuke...!” she wailed as I grinded into her, slow, but persistent... hard... as deep as I could reach inside her passage.

I buried my face into the side of her neck, nipping at her skin and gently biting in order to control my urges. I wanted this to last as long as possible, but she wasn't helping with the wild movement her hips made against me, with the sounds she made, with the way she said my name. I maintained the same pressure and hooking my arms under her and grabbing onto her shoulders for support from under I began to speed up. I wasn't gentle anymore... with the ecstatic sounds she made when I plunged harder into her, I concluded she no longer wanted me to be gentle. Biting my lower lip, like a steam engine filled with fresh coal, I rammed into her continuously, our skin slapping slightly in the process. I felt her passage begin to tighten around my shaft and I closed my eyes tightly to hold off as long as possible.

Soon enough, her arm hooked behind my head and she pulled me to her as she began screaming in complete abandonment: “Sousuke... YES... Gawd... Sooouuuusukeeee...!” Her vagina clamped repeatedly and vigorously around my shaft, and I could not help myself with the friction anymore and stiffened, holding her tightly as my essence spilled into her. I rocked back and forth, wanting to get as much from this new sensation washing over me. I also lost control of all my senses... grunting uncontrollably. I could feel the blood rushing in my ears, my eyes could only see white flashing a 1,000 miles an hour, and my sense of touch... my touch... well, it should be enough to tell you that I felt like every nerve in my body concentrated in that area alone as I spilled my fierce and shuddering release into her without restraints.

Gasping for air we both collapsed on the bed and I continued holding her from behind. Neither one of us knew how long we hung suspended in that netherworld of oneness, but when our awareness returned, I found that my driving desire was gone, only to be replaced with a depth of contentment and peace that I had never experienced before. I retracted myself from her—immediately feeling a sense of loss—and turned her in my arms, only to find that she was feeling the same thing. her flushed features told me that she was at peace with herself, that she had no regrets, and that, just like me, this was where she belonged... with me, as I with her... together for the rest of our days.

I moved closer and kissed her softly, and she returned my kiss gracefully. We parted and she smiled at me. “I love you, Sousuke Sagara...”

I traced her bottom lip softly. “And I love you, Kaname Chidori...” I whispered, looking into her eyes deeply.

She buried her face on my chest and sighed contentedly. “God... if I knew you were going to to be this good, I've should've seduced you a lot sooner!” she commented playfully.

I simply smiled. “I take it you are pleased with my performance...?”

She pulled back and looked into my eyes with a gleam in her eyes. “Yes, stupid... more than!”

I grinned. “Very well....”

She hummed contentedly and held me close to her again. I could not help but to smile as I closed my eyes. Without a doubt... this was where I belonged....

.... “Sousuke...? Hello... earth to Sergeant Sex Machine...?” she waived her hand briefly in front of my eyes, waking me from my recalling of the recently past events.

I blushed profusely when I heard yet another new nickname to add to my repertoire. She noticed this and giggled playfully.

“Got caught up thinking about last night...?” she teased.

I looked a her for a few seconds and finally nodded. She grinned and grazed my hair lovingly. “You know, Sousuke... this is not going to be a one-time thing, you know...”

My eyes almost popped out of my sockets as I heard this. Surely... I was hoping it wasn't! I suddenly squirmed when I felt Kaname's hand grabbing my... yes... erection... again...!

She giggled yet again. “Oh... Sousuke... you better learn to control that little—well, not so little, as I found out last night...”

My cheeks warmed up, to the point it almost felt like they were burning. She laughed lovingly.

“Sousuke...” she sighed, a blissful smile on her face.

I shut my eyes tightly and bit my lower lip, relishing under her teasing touch.

“Sousuke?” she called again and I half-opened my eyes to look at her through the slit of my eyelids.

I saw her grin mischievously. “You know, Sousuke... it's okay if we do it more than once a day...” she whispered, teasingly nibbling my earlobe.

This caused my eyes to pop open widely, but then I smiled, wickedly, just like her. What I did next had her squeaking and screaming in delight with a playful laughter as I wrestled with her and pinned her down on the mattress with my body. I smiled and bent my head down to kiss her, cockily whispering: “THAT... is NOT a problem...”

She giggled into my kiss playfully, holding me close to her.

I also smiled.

THE END... ( ? )

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