Hana Kimi Fan Fiction ❯ Common Ground ❯ Part the Ninth ( Chapter 9 )
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COMMON GROUND
A Hana Kimi challenge fanfic
Written by Miyu, Vampire Princess
AUTHOR'S NOTES: The lemon is here! Thanks for waiting. This part told from Nakatsu's point of view.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Hana Kimi or the characters in this story. I am simply borrowing them for my own amusement. I do hope Nakajo-sensei will forgive me.
Part the Ninth - Fanning the Flames
I had lost my mind.
"I thought we were working on being friends first?"
"I think we've covered that well enough. Don't you?"
Absolutely.
"What about Mizuki...and Sano?"
"What about them?"
Totally.
"I want you so bad, it hurts."
"I...I think...I'm falling for you."
Completely.
"Nakatsu, please. Kiss me again."
From that point on, I was all hers.
And she was mine.
My hands wasted no time. They seemed to touch everywhere over the blouse, deciding, before I could finally feel the soft skin of her back underneath my fingertips. I hid a smile into our kiss as her fingertips brushed along my lower back. A moan escaped me as they moved upward, lifting my undershirt in the process. I removed the button down shirt, shrugging it off my shoulders and arms until I was free to touch her again.
My hands immediately go for the base of her blouse, diving underneath the soft material and reaching for what I had longed to touch since the drunken night in her room. Something lacy brushed across my fingertips. Her bra. Using one finger I pulled down the cup, catching her mound in my hand. Her breast felt heavy, filling my hand perfectly.
I broke the kiss, but didn't relinquish her skin. Pecking at her chin, I nibbled and kissed my way over to her ear. She mewled as I suckled her earlobe, careful not to chew on her earring. I worked my way up to the top of her ear, my hand massaging her breast to add to the pleasure.
I had no idea what I was doing, allowing instinct to guide me now. And it was telling me I needed attention, too! Suckling on her earlobe again, I felt her shiver in my arms. Boldly, I whispered in her ear.
"Touch me, onegai."
She didn't need to be asked twice.
Her hands were as eager as mine, burning fiery trails down my back and across my sides. They parted ways at my stomach. One moved upward to caress my chest.
The other went lower.
Her palm cupped my erection through my jeans. At the same time she pinched my nipple. I grunted against her throat, replying in kind. Plucking at the peak of her mound, she moaned, her body jumping.
We continued this kind of erotic torture on each other, pealing off various articles of clothing. My undershirt slipped over my head. My teeth undid the front clasp of her bra. No easy task, I tell you! I swear they make them man proof! Her fingers fumbled with the button of my jeans. I felt them give way, the zipper also pulled down. I sighed, relieved that I could breathe again without hissing in pain.
"Dog bones?"
"What? I like dogs."
My boxers were the next to go. Male pride swelled at the sight of her bulging eyes. But I also caught a small hitch in her breath, heard her gasp. The tip of her tongue slid slowly along her bottom lip. Then her top lip. She tried to swallow and opened her mouth as if to speak.
Transfixed by the sight of me, one hand reached out. I steeled myself, knowing that fire would follow. Soft fingertips brushed over my length. Strong fingers curled around it. It was my turn to gasp as she tentatively moved her hand around, up and down. My elbows melted and I had a hard time keeping myself in an upright sitting position.
Especially when I felt her tongue across the head of my erection.
I was gone the moment she took me into her mouth. Her movements were still tentative. She didn't want to hurt me. The innocence behind her exploration was also a turn on. A big one! The proof was the strengthening hardness of my dick in her mouth.
To help her out, I would tell her when something felt good, when something felt bad, and I'm sure she knew when she did something that blew my mind.
My body strained as she sucked on my length. I groaned, my hands burying in her hair. I praised her while words were still able to form in my brain. Too soon my ramblings were incoherent. I felt fire spread through my body, burning me to the surface of my skin. Her fingers urged me on, gently massaging my sac. Her teeth scraped lightly over sensitive skin and my moans turned to whimpers.
And just when I thought it was over, something exploded. My release was quick, falling on my like a huge rock, knocking the wind from me. My hands clutched at her hair. My hips pushed upward off the floor. I released my hold on her soon after, my body melting into the floor.
"Nakatsu?"
"Hmm?"
"You all right?"
"That...was...great."
"I always wanted to try that."
Slowly I came to my senses. "I didn't hurt you...?"
"Not at all. Although...."
"Huh? What?"
"I do feel left out."
"Oh." Well I was getting most of the attention. And she was still half dressed. So not fair.
Not knowing what else to say, I sat up, pushing myself forward so I could capture her lips in a kiss. There's a different taste in her mouth. Was that me? Her arms wrapped around my shoulders. Carefully, we moved to the ground with her on the bottom.
I resumed my earlier explorations. Her breasts felt so soft and I enjoyed the way they felt in my hands. Her nipples hardened against my palm. That's when I decided to touch them with my mouth. An unusual texture, and a brief taste of flowers...and strawberries.
Her moans and writhing caused my body to react. All too soon my renewed manhood was pressing against her thigh. One hand left her breast to move lower. It was a tight fit, but I managed to slip my hand inside the waist of her pants. Fingertips brushed against a fine patch of hair, wet to the touch. Another turn on.
But I wanted more.
"I want to touch you. Let me see you."
Sliding off her jeans, I took in her lean form and long legs. Her underwear wasn't as lacy as her bra, but the color was similar. Placing a kiss to her stomach, my thumbs hooked under the sides of the material and pulled it down. As the underwear slid lower, so did my kisses.
Tossing the garment aside, I placed a kiss to her damp curls. The first taste of her was unique, a little sweet, mostly salty and something that definitely screamed Julia. I wanted more of that taste. Carefully maneuvering myself between her legs, I parted her thighs and caressed her with my tongue.
"Oh my God. Nakatsu...!"
"Shuichi."
"Hmm?"
"My first name. Call me by that."
I could see, first hand, her blush travel the length of her body. "Okay. Shuichi."
With a renewed sense of boldness, I resumed my attentions, adding my fingers to the mix. It didn't take long for her to moan and writhe again. Her hand dug into hair, and I was surprised to find her other hand playing with one breast. Yet another turn on. She came into my mouth, and I licked up every drop I could, wiping my chin on my forearm as I pulled away.
"Julia...can I? Is it all right?"
"If you don't, I'll never forgive you."
Positioning myself, I slowly slid inside of her. Gods, it was everything I remembered! Liquid fire in a tightly confined area. I kissed her as I started to move. She moved with me, her hands grasping my ass in an attempt to get me to move faster. I did. Faster even!
When we came, moaning each other's names, it was like winning a soccer game. I felt overjoyed, excited, and truly possessive.
"Shuichi, stay with tonight. Please?"
But it was just the beginning of the evening.
And now, lying next to her in bed, the sun rising outside, I feel a strong sense of connection. Something I never even imagined. A bond of some sort that links her and I together. Not just the sex, either, but something else entirely.
Gods, I don't want to let her go!
She's awake. I know she is. She's the one that kissed me good morning. But she's awfully quiet. I'm sure she's thinking the same thing I am.
"Shuichi?"
"Hmm?"
"I don't want to say goodbye."
Turning on my side, I pull her close to me. "You'll be in the country for another week, right?"
"Yes."
"Will you come to visit? Before you leave?"
Her smile is better than any sunrise. "I'd like that."
Breakfast is amiable between all four of us. Apparently we weren't the only ones having fun last night. The jokes and teasing begin and don't end until we're finished the meal.
"I really like this place," Mizuki says as she clears the table.
"Maybe you should come back for your anniversary," Julia suggests.
We clean up after ourselves, pack our bags and head for the car. Julia and I holding hands in the back seat, Sano drives us all into town. We stop for a brief snack and some carry out for the bus.
A bus takes us to the next town. It's at the train station there where we part ways. Sano and Mizuki both hug me, saying a quick goodbye. I surprise Julia with a kiss before heading down the platform to catch my train for home. I don't want her to say anything. Especially since I'll get to see her in a few days.
I can't wait to see her again.
I miss her already.
~TO BE CONTINUED~
A Hana Kimi challenge fanfic
Written by Miyu, Vampire Princess
AUTHOR'S NOTES: The lemon is here! Thanks for waiting. This part told from Nakatsu's point of view.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Hana Kimi or the characters in this story. I am simply borrowing them for my own amusement. I do hope Nakajo-sensei will forgive me.
Part the Ninth - Fanning the Flames
I had lost my mind.
"I thought we were working on being friends first?"
"I think we've covered that well enough. Don't you?"
Absolutely.
"What about Mizuki...and Sano?"
"What about them?"
Totally.
"I want you so bad, it hurts."
"I...I think...I'm falling for you."
Completely.
"Nakatsu, please. Kiss me again."
From that point on, I was all hers.
And she was mine.
My hands wasted no time. They seemed to touch everywhere over the blouse, deciding, before I could finally feel the soft skin of her back underneath my fingertips. I hid a smile into our kiss as her fingertips brushed along my lower back. A moan escaped me as they moved upward, lifting my undershirt in the process. I removed the button down shirt, shrugging it off my shoulders and arms until I was free to touch her again.
My hands immediately go for the base of her blouse, diving underneath the soft material and reaching for what I had longed to touch since the drunken night in her room. Something lacy brushed across my fingertips. Her bra. Using one finger I pulled down the cup, catching her mound in my hand. Her breast felt heavy, filling my hand perfectly.
I broke the kiss, but didn't relinquish her skin. Pecking at her chin, I nibbled and kissed my way over to her ear. She mewled as I suckled her earlobe, careful not to chew on her earring. I worked my way up to the top of her ear, my hand massaging her breast to add to the pleasure.
I had no idea what I was doing, allowing instinct to guide me now. And it was telling me I needed attention, too! Suckling on her earlobe again, I felt her shiver in my arms. Boldly, I whispered in her ear.
"Touch me, onegai."
She didn't need to be asked twice.
Her hands were as eager as mine, burning fiery trails down my back and across my sides. They parted ways at my stomach. One moved upward to caress my chest.
The other went lower.
Her palm cupped my erection through my jeans. At the same time she pinched my nipple. I grunted against her throat, replying in kind. Plucking at the peak of her mound, she moaned, her body jumping.
We continued this kind of erotic torture on each other, pealing off various articles of clothing. My undershirt slipped over my head. My teeth undid the front clasp of her bra. No easy task, I tell you! I swear they make them man proof! Her fingers fumbled with the button of my jeans. I felt them give way, the zipper also pulled down. I sighed, relieved that I could breathe again without hissing in pain.
"Dog bones?"
"What? I like dogs."
My boxers were the next to go. Male pride swelled at the sight of her bulging eyes. But I also caught a small hitch in her breath, heard her gasp. The tip of her tongue slid slowly along her bottom lip. Then her top lip. She tried to swallow and opened her mouth as if to speak.
Transfixed by the sight of me, one hand reached out. I steeled myself, knowing that fire would follow. Soft fingertips brushed over my length. Strong fingers curled around it. It was my turn to gasp as she tentatively moved her hand around, up and down. My elbows melted and I had a hard time keeping myself in an upright sitting position.
Especially when I felt her tongue across the head of my erection.
I was gone the moment she took me into her mouth. Her movements were still tentative. She didn't want to hurt me. The innocence behind her exploration was also a turn on. A big one! The proof was the strengthening hardness of my dick in her mouth.
To help her out, I would tell her when something felt good, when something felt bad, and I'm sure she knew when she did something that blew my mind.
My body strained as she sucked on my length. I groaned, my hands burying in her hair. I praised her while words were still able to form in my brain. Too soon my ramblings were incoherent. I felt fire spread through my body, burning me to the surface of my skin. Her fingers urged me on, gently massaging my sac. Her teeth scraped lightly over sensitive skin and my moans turned to whimpers.
And just when I thought it was over, something exploded. My release was quick, falling on my like a huge rock, knocking the wind from me. My hands clutched at her hair. My hips pushed upward off the floor. I released my hold on her soon after, my body melting into the floor.
"Nakatsu?"
"Hmm?"
"You all right?"
"That...was...great."
"I always wanted to try that."
Slowly I came to my senses. "I didn't hurt you...?"
"Not at all. Although...."
"Huh? What?"
"I do feel left out."
"Oh." Well I was getting most of the attention. And she was still half dressed. So not fair.
Not knowing what else to say, I sat up, pushing myself forward so I could capture her lips in a kiss. There's a different taste in her mouth. Was that me? Her arms wrapped around my shoulders. Carefully, we moved to the ground with her on the bottom.
I resumed my earlier explorations. Her breasts felt so soft and I enjoyed the way they felt in my hands. Her nipples hardened against my palm. That's when I decided to touch them with my mouth. An unusual texture, and a brief taste of flowers...and strawberries.
Her moans and writhing caused my body to react. All too soon my renewed manhood was pressing against her thigh. One hand left her breast to move lower. It was a tight fit, but I managed to slip my hand inside the waist of her pants. Fingertips brushed against a fine patch of hair, wet to the touch. Another turn on.
But I wanted more.
"I want to touch you. Let me see you."
Sliding off her jeans, I took in her lean form and long legs. Her underwear wasn't as lacy as her bra, but the color was similar. Placing a kiss to her stomach, my thumbs hooked under the sides of the material and pulled it down. As the underwear slid lower, so did my kisses.
Tossing the garment aside, I placed a kiss to her damp curls. The first taste of her was unique, a little sweet, mostly salty and something that definitely screamed Julia. I wanted more of that taste. Carefully maneuvering myself between her legs, I parted her thighs and caressed her with my tongue.
"Oh my God. Nakatsu...!"
"Shuichi."
"Hmm?"
"My first name. Call me by that."
I could see, first hand, her blush travel the length of her body. "Okay. Shuichi."
With a renewed sense of boldness, I resumed my attentions, adding my fingers to the mix. It didn't take long for her to moan and writhe again. Her hand dug into hair, and I was surprised to find her other hand playing with one breast. Yet another turn on. She came into my mouth, and I licked up every drop I could, wiping my chin on my forearm as I pulled away.
"Julia...can I? Is it all right?"
"If you don't, I'll never forgive you."
Positioning myself, I slowly slid inside of her. Gods, it was everything I remembered! Liquid fire in a tightly confined area. I kissed her as I started to move. She moved with me, her hands grasping my ass in an attempt to get me to move faster. I did. Faster even!
When we came, moaning each other's names, it was like winning a soccer game. I felt overjoyed, excited, and truly possessive.
"Shuichi, stay with tonight. Please?"
But it was just the beginning of the evening.
And now, lying next to her in bed, the sun rising outside, I feel a strong sense of connection. Something I never even imagined. A bond of some sort that links her and I together. Not just the sex, either, but something else entirely.
Gods, I don't want to let her go!
She's awake. I know she is. She's the one that kissed me good morning. But she's awfully quiet. I'm sure she's thinking the same thing I am.
"Shuichi?"
"Hmm?"
"I don't want to say goodbye."
Turning on my side, I pull her close to me. "You'll be in the country for another week, right?"
"Yes."
"Will you come to visit? Before you leave?"
Her smile is better than any sunrise. "I'd like that."
Breakfast is amiable between all four of us. Apparently we weren't the only ones having fun last night. The jokes and teasing begin and don't end until we're finished the meal.
"I really like this place," Mizuki says as she clears the table.
"Maybe you should come back for your anniversary," Julia suggests.
We clean up after ourselves, pack our bags and head for the car. Julia and I holding hands in the back seat, Sano drives us all into town. We stop for a brief snack and some carry out for the bus.
A bus takes us to the next town. It's at the train station there where we part ways. Sano and Mizuki both hug me, saying a quick goodbye. I surprise Julia with a kiss before heading down the platform to catch my train for home. I don't want her to say anything. Especially since I'll get to see her in a few days.
I can't wait to see her again.
I miss her already.
~TO BE CONTINUED~