Kamikaze Kaitou Jeanne Fan Fiction ❯ Someone Like Me... ❯ What It Feels Like ( Chapter 8 )
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By: Salvia Tanima 
Access as counsiler for... guess who? Read it!
Anime/Manga: Kamikaze Kaitou Jeanne Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Psychological / Hentai | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 10.19.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.3K | Visits: 1.5K | Status: Completed
Access as counsiler for... guess who? Read it!
Anime/Manga: Kamikaze Kaitou Jeanne Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Psychological / Hentai | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 10.19.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.3K | Visits: 1.5K | Status: Completed
*Hello again! Sorry for not updating for quite awhile, but I've had some exams and practically didn't have time to do anything else beside studying (and a little sleep maybe). But here I am, on holiday at last. And this time for 3 whole months! Isn't this great? Well, anyway here is chapter 8. I've been asked to write a full lemon, so this is what you get! Don't complain afterwards. So you've been warned. IN OTHER WORDS THIS IS NOT SUITED FOR CHILDREN UNDER 17. Ok, so you have read this? Good. I've done my work.
Standard disclaimers apply. This chapter is from Access' POV.
You can go on now. Enjoy!!
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Someone like me...
by Salvia Tanima
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Chapter eight: What It Feels Like
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B-O-R-I-N-G. I really can't believe it! There's nothing to watch. And just look at the time. It's 11:00 pm. Isn't this supposed to be the hour when good films are on? Damn! However I think maybe I should stop hitting these buttons so roughly, or else I'll destroy the remote control. Oh well, it's not that Chiaki wouldn't have the money to buy another one. But still. Eh... why destroy it, if it's still good, ne? *sigh* It's so f*ing boring! Yesterday at least I had Chiaki to talk to. But now Maron-san strained her ankle and he's there to attend to her. Lucky him! Why can't Finn-chan look at me. And just listen to me for what? Two minutes, without interrupting me, or punching me? *sigh* Damn all this! I sincerely thought that being a true angel will help the matter.
"And you're so damn stupid!" I insult the moderator of a well known love show," Damn you! You don't help anyone of those who come to your show, only make them suffer more. Baka!" I shut down the TV.
And here I am, wondering what it would be like to be invited to that blasted show. Something like " the brave and courageous angel Access Time, over and over heart-broken by the gorgeous angel Finn Fish! An applause for Access Time!" I sigh exasperated! This is so corny! How can humans like this? Oh well, most probably not all of them like it, but there are enough who do. Baka! I let myself flop into a very comfortable sitting position on the couch in front of the TV, my legs resting on the small table. Closing my eyes, I try to imagine, briefly, how it would be like if Finn would just let me talk... but I can only picture myself staring dumbstruck at her, that she finally *did* let me talk. I guess I can't tell her... Maybe if I tried to shout louder than her... hm.... that would be interesting. She'd leave her mouth open... maybe... probably... most likely not. *sigh* I glance over to the balcony, and my eyes remain glued to the sight. There she is, her wings hanging seemingly lifelessly on her back, and she is sitting on the railing looking down. I instantly jump up. Maybe she's considering suicide... Nah! She's an angel. She's... well basically dead... so she can't die. I slowly approach her, and lean over the railing, trying to find something that should be worth looking at, but fail. However I don't remove my gaze, trying to show her I'm as mature as her... Kami-sama! I can't stand it! I have to talk to her! But if I tell her how I feel, she'll punch me once again, and I'll be experiencing free fall once again. Not that it would do much damage to me, but... I'd like her to look at me like someone worthy taking into account... just once. Is that *so* much to ask?
"Bored too?" I manage to ask casually.
The effect is guaranteed. I really have to force myself, so I don't smile at her reaction. Her head instantly snaps up, and she looks at me, her eyes wide. Maybe I have suddenly sprung horns, and turned into a devil... That would be interesting... but not permanently... just for a change. I finally turn my head, and look straight into her eyes, plastering a very innocent mask onto it.
"Something wrong?" I try raising my eyebrow, looking as casual as possible.
I don't know if I succeeded. Maybe I should've taken a mirror with me in order to inspect myself... but I guess I managed to surprise her. Let's see what comes next.
"You... you... me", she stutters, seemingly not finding the proper words, opening her mouth and closing it without making any sound, a few times.
Boy, I'm good. So this is working.
"Yes?" I try looking at her slightly worried.
Not too much. I have to be somewhat impersonal too, right? I sure hope I don't look like I'd be her father or so. That would really be too far. She opens her mouth a few more times, but nothing comes out.
"I... you", she eventually shakes her head and clears her throat," It's nothing", she finally manages to say it.
"Ok then... Maron's busy, ne", I ask as if it would be something very normal.
"Um yeah... she is", she lowers her head," I don't think she needs me anymore... But I can't go anywhere else", she whispers.
"That's stupid. Of course she needs you. You're her best friend--"
"Miyako is", she says sadly.
"Iie, you are. It's *you* who accompany her on her missions, it's *you* who keep an eye open for her every time, it's *you* who she tells her problems to... and not Miyako", I look at her seriously, this time.
She can't be so blind. I dare say, that Maron's almost addicted to her.
"It's because of *you*, that she kept fighting daemons after you left... and it was because of *you* that she fought against you... because you're one of the most important persons in her life... don't you realize it?".
"But when she's with Chiaki, then...", she doesn't continue.
"Chiaki does not replace you... he's... her boyfriend... her... I don't really know if their feelings are that strong... but he's her soul mate... they fit together... while you are her best friend."
I really can't believe this. How can she be so blind? She just stares at me, then turns to look up towards the sky.
"Everyone's been so kind to me... Maron... even Chiaki, who knew that I worked for the Akuma King... Kami-sama... the archangel... and most of all... you", she pauses at this, my eyes widening slightly," Why don't you *hate* me? I've done horrible things... I've hit you as hard as I could... and you still love me? Why? I want you to *hate* me!" she screams at me," Hate me!", she lowers to the balcony floor crying.
I can just stay there dumbfounded. How could I hate her? She's the most beautiful being I've ever seen. I love her with all my heart... I would happily die for her, or disappear for ever... never exist again... if all this would make her alright, and happy... How can she ask me to hate her? I kneel down to her level, and put my hands on her shoulders. She raises her head, looking at me.
"Because I love you", I say simply.
She doesn't say anything, doesn't hit me or something of the kind... Maybe I should've been more simple from the beginning.
"But after all I--", I stop her, putting a finger to her lips.
"I don't care if you don't. I just love you too much for it... Sure, I would like if you loved me back, but if this doesn't make you happy, then I can live with it", I smile at her.
Her eyes widen, and she stares at me, without saying a word.
"I... I can't be happy... without that annoying angel, that always wants to hug me, till he squeezes my breath out", soft tear drops roll down her face, as she smiles at me.
"So this means that...", I don't finish, not quite sure what she wanted to say.
Her smile widens, and looks at me, then suddenly she throws herself at me, her arms holding each other behind my neck.
"Ai shiteru... I love you too Access... so much it hurts", she whispers into my ear, then dropping her head on my shoulder, softly crying.
Now this, I wasn't expecting. She... she really *loves* me? ME? ME and *not* someone else? I finally manage to bring my arms to her waist, as I hug her to me. Her embrace tightens on me, as her sobbing becomes harsher too. Now really, I didn't want to make her cry. Does it hurt *so* much?
"Finn-chan?" I ask her, while softly caressing her hair, trying to calm her.
"H--Hai?" she stutters, her face still in my neck.
"What's wrong? Why are you crying? Did I say anything out of place?"
"No", she pulls away slightly, so as to be able to look at me," It's me. *I'm* the one who did things wrong. I've made a lot of mistakes, I've been awful... and here you are comforting me, Maron and Chiaki smiling at me... you are too good for me... all of you", she bows her head.
"Nonsense. We love you the way you are, and you didn't do *everything* wrong", I continue," When Maron most needed someone to be at her side, you were there... Yes I know", I stop her oncoming protest," you said you were acting. But we all know, that you lied. You liked doing this... because you love Maron".
She pulls away from me completely, trying to wipe her tears away. She is so cute, like a little girl when she does this. I can't help myself, so I touch her cheek then proceed to wipe away her tears with my thumb. She goes still at this, looking at me shocked. I remove my hand, once her tears are more or less wiped away, and smile at her confused face.
" Why don't we go inside and make something to eat?" I suggest, as she nods.
* * * * *
I sincerely don't remember what happened in the kitchen. Actually to be more precise I *do* remember, that she had done her best in avoiding my gaze. Sometimes I could've sworn I've seen her blush, or peek at me, but as I turned my head, I could only see her concentrated on her work. So here we are, in my (well Chiaki's) living room, me trying to break this awkward silence, but she refuses to cooperate, by making her answers as short and precise as possible. Oh well...
"Ok, so I guess we should get some sleep. You take my room, and I'll take Chiaki's", I stand up looking at her.
She stares at me, as I had suddenly grown thee more heads, or something, most probably not really understanding what I had told her. I decide, however, against repeating myself. I really don't want to piss her off. So I offer a hand, and pull her up, guiding her towards my room (AN: Since he's a true angel, he should have his own room... and the apartment is big enough... I don't think he'd fit in a shoe box anymore *lol*). Letting go of her hand, I proceed to open the door, then step aside to let her enter. She shifts her gaze from me to the dark room, then back again to me.
"And you?" she asks completely emotionless.
"There", I point at the door next to hers.
Her gaze rests on the door I have shown her, then looks at me, seemingly analyzing every square inch of me. Muttering something I couldn't hear, although I did my best, she suddenly winds her arms around my neck, pulling me towards her forcefully. Taken by surprise, I'm sure we would've fallen, if I hadn't put one hand on the wooden door, the other holding her by the waist. She jut smiled, most probably pleased at my reaction. Suddenly I found myself being kissed passionately by this wonderful green-haired tenshi. If she had wanted to amaze me, then she sure had. I would've never expected *her* to be kissing *me*. Never...
"Please... Access", her green eyes look into mine, hypnotizing.
I am so overwhelmed, at this I really can't think straight. So, without a word, I lift her off the ground, settling her in my embrace and make my way into the room, closing the door with my foot, in the process. I gently deposit her on my bed, wondering inwardly where this control had come from, then lean over her. She sits up, supporting herself on her elbows, and presses her soft mouth to mine. That was it! All my self control had slipped away. Pushing her down on the bed, I frantically proceed to pull her dress down, and she helps me giggling. Most probably I look like a maniac who's so excited, that doesn't realize what he's doing. However I must say that I'm very much aware of what I am doing. She then begins to pull impatiently at my clothes, and suddenly both of us are completely naked panting heavily, staring at each other, bracing ourselves for what is to come next. I bend down, capturing her lips, my tongue forcing itself into her mouth, and amazingly, she responds with as much passion. My hands impatiently make their way down her body, cupping her breasts and squeezing them. She lets out a strangled cry, and we break the kiss, needing air. I move downward, sucking on her breasts, causing her to trash about impatiently. With a final kiss on each one of them, I kiss my way downward, teasing her bellybutton with my tongue, in the process. Then, I finally reach the mound of dark curls at her navel, and I kiss her just above them. Her hands instantly make their way to my shoulders and try pushing me down... I must be doing a good job. I comply, while she spreads her legs more. She smells great, tastes great... better than everything I have ever experienced before. I dip my tongue into her already wet and dripping channel, moving it impatiently around. She begins to scream, but they don't bother me the least. Suddenly she pulls me up to her, grinning. Kissing me fiercely, she licks at my lips, obviously enjoying her own taste. Her soft little hands make their way down my body, making crazy patterns all over, driving me to the edge. As she reaches my manhood, my eyes widen instantly. She begins to slide her hands agonizingly slow, up and down its length. I shut my eyes... This is beyond my wildest imagination... She... she can't.... However, as good it feels, I can't let her get away with her victory. It's just no fair. So, as much as I don't like doing this (but look forward to what comes next), I remove her hands, bringing them up, above her head.
"Are you sure?" I ask her seriously, but Kami-sama knows I'd die if she said no.
"Yes", she nods seriously.
"This will hurt, at first--", she cuts me off.
"I know", she says.
Positioning myself between her legs, I bring just tip of my manhood inside her, slowly sliding it inside, until I encounter her barrier. I rear back, and thrust into her forcefully. Her eyes clench shut, and she grips at the sheets, while soft tear droplets slide down her beautiful face. I stop, waiting for her to recover, although I really long to move, to ease this aching in my body. After two minutes, she opens her eyes, and looks at me, her gaze seemingly shocked. She then smiles at me, her eyes radiating love... for ME. I still can't believe this. She then begins to shift under me. I get the hint and proceed to thrust into her slowly, not being sure if her pain had gone. She frowns at me.
"Access... Harder... Please", she gasps.
I comply, my eyes sliding shut at the incredible pleasure I am experiencing. I can still hear her breath growing hard, so I increase my speed. She grips at my shoulders, her legs locking on my waist. After a while I can feel her muscles clench around me, and can't hold it any more. Her arms come around my neck, and she brings her mouth to my ear.
"ACCESS!!!!!!!!!!!" she screams into my ears.
I don't mind it doesn't hurt. All the while I am dimly aware of shouting something myself, though I couldn't say what. Most probably her name. I feel exhaustion slowly gaining control over my body, so I quickly roll over, before I hurt her. She follows me, her head resting just bellow my jaw, my grip instinctively tightens on her waist.
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This damn, blasted, rotten, good for nothing sun! Kami-sama shouldn't allow it to shine so brightly! This is a crime! Especially on such mornings like this. I don't want to wake up! I like it very much... this peace... I've just had a wonderful dream with Finn-chan. Damn it! Go away!!!!!!!!! Then suddenly I feel it: I am holding onto something really warm. And it is definitely *not* a pillow. It's... it's someone's naked body... a female body, I make out as its owner shifts a little. But this can't be true. I'm still dreaming, and this feels so good. Ok, so I decided. I am not going to wake up... not yet. Suddenly I feel the person, I am holding onto, rise. Then my lips come into contact with hers, and she manages to slip her tongue into my mouth. That's it! I'm opening my eyes. Hopefully I won't wake up. As I open my eyes, she removes her lips, and I stare into a pair of beautiful green eyes.
"Konnichi wa Access-kun", she smiles at me happily.
"Finn-chan", I reach up with shaky hands to touch her face.
Her hand covers mine, and places a kiss in my palm, then leans over me and places another butterfly kiss on my lips.
"Aren't you going to greet me too?" she asks, pouting her lips in an adorable way.
I am still too stunned to say a word. Instead I pull her down sharply, rolling over, so she is trapped bellow me. I kiss her with all the passion I can muster. My tongue searching hers, wrapping itself around hers, moving together in a rhythm.
"Good morning Finn Fish", I say huskily.
"Wow! Now that's what I call a *good* morning", she smirks at me," I could get used to this... In fact I think I'm going to miss this".
I chuckle at this. Since when had she got so bold. Well I don't give a damn about it. It is great the way it is.
"Access?" she looks up at me.
"Hm?"
"I... I have to tell you something".
"I'm listening".
"I... I love... I love you very much.... Please don't leave me", she grips my shoulders.
"I won't", I say, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead," Never. I couldn't... even if I wanted to", I smile at her.
"Why?" she asks.
"Because...", I stop, looking at her, only to find her looking at me very anxiously," Because I couldn't continue without you".
"Continue?!" her eyes widen.
"Existing".
End of chapter eight
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*So? Are you still here? Well... please review. I want to know how you found this chapter. There will be two more chapters coming.
See ya!
Salvia
Standard disclaimers apply. This chapter is from Access' POV.
You can go on now. Enjoy!!
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Someone like me...
by Salvia Tanima
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Chapter eight: What It Feels Like
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B-O-R-I-N-G. I really can't believe it! There's nothing to watch. And just look at the time. It's 11:00 pm. Isn't this supposed to be the hour when good films are on? Damn! However I think maybe I should stop hitting these buttons so roughly, or else I'll destroy the remote control. Oh well, it's not that Chiaki wouldn't have the money to buy another one. But still. Eh... why destroy it, if it's still good, ne? *sigh* It's so f*ing boring! Yesterday at least I had Chiaki to talk to. But now Maron-san strained her ankle and he's there to attend to her. Lucky him! Why can't Finn-chan look at me. And just listen to me for what? Two minutes, without interrupting me, or punching me? *sigh* Damn all this! I sincerely thought that being a true angel will help the matter.
"And you're so damn stupid!" I insult the moderator of a well known love show," Damn you! You don't help anyone of those who come to your show, only make them suffer more. Baka!" I shut down the TV.
And here I am, wondering what it would be like to be invited to that blasted show. Something like " the brave and courageous angel Access Time, over and over heart-broken by the gorgeous angel Finn Fish! An applause for Access Time!" I sigh exasperated! This is so corny! How can humans like this? Oh well, most probably not all of them like it, but there are enough who do. Baka! I let myself flop into a very comfortable sitting position on the couch in front of the TV, my legs resting on the small table. Closing my eyes, I try to imagine, briefly, how it would be like if Finn would just let me talk... but I can only picture myself staring dumbstruck at her, that she finally *did* let me talk. I guess I can't tell her... Maybe if I tried to shout louder than her... hm.... that would be interesting. She'd leave her mouth open... maybe... probably... most likely not. *sigh* I glance over to the balcony, and my eyes remain glued to the sight. There she is, her wings hanging seemingly lifelessly on her back, and she is sitting on the railing looking down. I instantly jump up. Maybe she's considering suicide... Nah! She's an angel. She's... well basically dead... so she can't die. I slowly approach her, and lean over the railing, trying to find something that should be worth looking at, but fail. However I don't remove my gaze, trying to show her I'm as mature as her... Kami-sama! I can't stand it! I have to talk to her! But if I tell her how I feel, she'll punch me once again, and I'll be experiencing free fall once again. Not that it would do much damage to me, but... I'd like her to look at me like someone worthy taking into account... just once. Is that *so* much to ask?
"Bored too?" I manage to ask casually.
The effect is guaranteed. I really have to force myself, so I don't smile at her reaction. Her head instantly snaps up, and she looks at me, her eyes wide. Maybe I have suddenly sprung horns, and turned into a devil... That would be interesting... but not permanently... just for a change. I finally turn my head, and look straight into her eyes, plastering a very innocent mask onto it.
"Something wrong?" I try raising my eyebrow, looking as casual as possible.
I don't know if I succeeded. Maybe I should've taken a mirror with me in order to inspect myself... but I guess I managed to surprise her. Let's see what comes next.
"You... you... me", she stutters, seemingly not finding the proper words, opening her mouth and closing it without making any sound, a few times.
Boy, I'm good. So this is working.
"Yes?" I try looking at her slightly worried.
Not too much. I have to be somewhat impersonal too, right? I sure hope I don't look like I'd be her father or so. That would really be too far. She opens her mouth a few more times, but nothing comes out.
"I... you", she eventually shakes her head and clears her throat," It's nothing", she finally manages to say it.
"Ok then... Maron's busy, ne", I ask as if it would be something very normal.
"Um yeah... she is", she lowers her head," I don't think she needs me anymore... But I can't go anywhere else", she whispers.
"That's stupid. Of course she needs you. You're her best friend--"
"Miyako is", she says sadly.
"Iie, you are. It's *you* who accompany her on her missions, it's *you* who keep an eye open for her every time, it's *you* who she tells her problems to... and not Miyako", I look at her seriously, this time.
She can't be so blind. I dare say, that Maron's almost addicted to her.
"It's because of *you*, that she kept fighting daemons after you left... and it was because of *you* that she fought against you... because you're one of the most important persons in her life... don't you realize it?".
"But when she's with Chiaki, then...", she doesn't continue.
"Chiaki does not replace you... he's... her boyfriend... her... I don't really know if their feelings are that strong... but he's her soul mate... they fit together... while you are her best friend."
I really can't believe this. How can she be so blind? She just stares at me, then turns to look up towards the sky.
"Everyone's been so kind to me... Maron... even Chiaki, who knew that I worked for the Akuma King... Kami-sama... the archangel... and most of all... you", she pauses at this, my eyes widening slightly," Why don't you *hate* me? I've done horrible things... I've hit you as hard as I could... and you still love me? Why? I want you to *hate* me!" she screams at me," Hate me!", she lowers to the balcony floor crying.
I can just stay there dumbfounded. How could I hate her? She's the most beautiful being I've ever seen. I love her with all my heart... I would happily die for her, or disappear for ever... never exist again... if all this would make her alright, and happy... How can she ask me to hate her? I kneel down to her level, and put my hands on her shoulders. She raises her head, looking at me.
"Because I love you", I say simply.
She doesn't say anything, doesn't hit me or something of the kind... Maybe I should've been more simple from the beginning.
"But after all I--", I stop her, putting a finger to her lips.
"I don't care if you don't. I just love you too much for it... Sure, I would like if you loved me back, but if this doesn't make you happy, then I can live with it", I smile at her.
Her eyes widen, and she stares at me, without saying a word.
"I... I can't be happy... without that annoying angel, that always wants to hug me, till he squeezes my breath out", soft tear drops roll down her face, as she smiles at me.
"So this means that...", I don't finish, not quite sure what she wanted to say.
Her smile widens, and looks at me, then suddenly she throws herself at me, her arms holding each other behind my neck.
"Ai shiteru... I love you too Access... so much it hurts", she whispers into my ear, then dropping her head on my shoulder, softly crying.
Now this, I wasn't expecting. She... she really *loves* me? ME? ME and *not* someone else? I finally manage to bring my arms to her waist, as I hug her to me. Her embrace tightens on me, as her sobbing becomes harsher too. Now really, I didn't want to make her cry. Does it hurt *so* much?
"Finn-chan?" I ask her, while softly caressing her hair, trying to calm her.
"H--Hai?" she stutters, her face still in my neck.
"What's wrong? Why are you crying? Did I say anything out of place?"
"No", she pulls away slightly, so as to be able to look at me," It's me. *I'm* the one who did things wrong. I've made a lot of mistakes, I've been awful... and here you are comforting me, Maron and Chiaki smiling at me... you are too good for me... all of you", she bows her head.
"Nonsense. We love you the way you are, and you didn't do *everything* wrong", I continue," When Maron most needed someone to be at her side, you were there... Yes I know", I stop her oncoming protest," you said you were acting. But we all know, that you lied. You liked doing this... because you love Maron".
She pulls away from me completely, trying to wipe her tears away. She is so cute, like a little girl when she does this. I can't help myself, so I touch her cheek then proceed to wipe away her tears with my thumb. She goes still at this, looking at me shocked. I remove my hand, once her tears are more or less wiped away, and smile at her confused face.
" Why don't we go inside and make something to eat?" I suggest, as she nods.
* * * * *
I sincerely don't remember what happened in the kitchen. Actually to be more precise I *do* remember, that she had done her best in avoiding my gaze. Sometimes I could've sworn I've seen her blush, or peek at me, but as I turned my head, I could only see her concentrated on her work. So here we are, in my (well Chiaki's) living room, me trying to break this awkward silence, but she refuses to cooperate, by making her answers as short and precise as possible. Oh well...
"Ok, so I guess we should get some sleep. You take my room, and I'll take Chiaki's", I stand up looking at her.
She stares at me, as I had suddenly grown thee more heads, or something, most probably not really understanding what I had told her. I decide, however, against repeating myself. I really don't want to piss her off. So I offer a hand, and pull her up, guiding her towards my room (AN: Since he's a true angel, he should have his own room... and the apartment is big enough... I don't think he'd fit in a shoe box anymore *lol*). Letting go of her hand, I proceed to open the door, then step aside to let her enter. She shifts her gaze from me to the dark room, then back again to me.
"And you?" she asks completely emotionless.
"There", I point at the door next to hers.
Her gaze rests on the door I have shown her, then looks at me, seemingly analyzing every square inch of me. Muttering something I couldn't hear, although I did my best, she suddenly winds her arms around my neck, pulling me towards her forcefully. Taken by surprise, I'm sure we would've fallen, if I hadn't put one hand on the wooden door, the other holding her by the waist. She jut smiled, most probably pleased at my reaction. Suddenly I found myself being kissed passionately by this wonderful green-haired tenshi. If she had wanted to amaze me, then she sure had. I would've never expected *her* to be kissing *me*. Never...
"Please... Access", her green eyes look into mine, hypnotizing.
I am so overwhelmed, at this I really can't think straight. So, without a word, I lift her off the ground, settling her in my embrace and make my way into the room, closing the door with my foot, in the process. I gently deposit her on my bed, wondering inwardly where this control had come from, then lean over her. She sits up, supporting herself on her elbows, and presses her soft mouth to mine. That was it! All my self control had slipped away. Pushing her down on the bed, I frantically proceed to pull her dress down, and she helps me giggling. Most probably I look like a maniac who's so excited, that doesn't realize what he's doing. However I must say that I'm very much aware of what I am doing. She then begins to pull impatiently at my clothes, and suddenly both of us are completely naked panting heavily, staring at each other, bracing ourselves for what is to come next. I bend down, capturing her lips, my tongue forcing itself into her mouth, and amazingly, she responds with as much passion. My hands impatiently make their way down her body, cupping her breasts and squeezing them. She lets out a strangled cry, and we break the kiss, needing air. I move downward, sucking on her breasts, causing her to trash about impatiently. With a final kiss on each one of them, I kiss my way downward, teasing her bellybutton with my tongue, in the process. Then, I finally reach the mound of dark curls at her navel, and I kiss her just above them. Her hands instantly make their way to my shoulders and try pushing me down... I must be doing a good job. I comply, while she spreads her legs more. She smells great, tastes great... better than everything I have ever experienced before. I dip my tongue into her already wet and dripping channel, moving it impatiently around. She begins to scream, but they don't bother me the least. Suddenly she pulls me up to her, grinning. Kissing me fiercely, she licks at my lips, obviously enjoying her own taste. Her soft little hands make their way down my body, making crazy patterns all over, driving me to the edge. As she reaches my manhood, my eyes widen instantly. She begins to slide her hands agonizingly slow, up and down its length. I shut my eyes... This is beyond my wildest imagination... She... she can't.... However, as good it feels, I can't let her get away with her victory. It's just no fair. So, as much as I don't like doing this (but look forward to what comes next), I remove her hands, bringing them up, above her head.
"Are you sure?" I ask her seriously, but Kami-sama knows I'd die if she said no.
"Yes", she nods seriously.
"This will hurt, at first--", she cuts me off.
"I know", she says.
Positioning myself between her legs, I bring just tip of my manhood inside her, slowly sliding it inside, until I encounter her barrier. I rear back, and thrust into her forcefully. Her eyes clench shut, and she grips at the sheets, while soft tear droplets slide down her beautiful face. I stop, waiting for her to recover, although I really long to move, to ease this aching in my body. After two minutes, she opens her eyes, and looks at me, her gaze seemingly shocked. She then smiles at me, her eyes radiating love... for ME. I still can't believe this. She then begins to shift under me. I get the hint and proceed to thrust into her slowly, not being sure if her pain had gone. She frowns at me.
"Access... Harder... Please", she gasps.
I comply, my eyes sliding shut at the incredible pleasure I am experiencing. I can still hear her breath growing hard, so I increase my speed. She grips at my shoulders, her legs locking on my waist. After a while I can feel her muscles clench around me, and can't hold it any more. Her arms come around my neck, and she brings her mouth to my ear.
"ACCESS!!!!!!!!!!!" she screams into my ears.
I don't mind it doesn't hurt. All the while I am dimly aware of shouting something myself, though I couldn't say what. Most probably her name. I feel exhaustion slowly gaining control over my body, so I quickly roll over, before I hurt her. She follows me, her head resting just bellow my jaw, my grip instinctively tightens on her waist.
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This damn, blasted, rotten, good for nothing sun! Kami-sama shouldn't allow it to shine so brightly! This is a crime! Especially on such mornings like this. I don't want to wake up! I like it very much... this peace... I've just had a wonderful dream with Finn-chan. Damn it! Go away!!!!!!!!! Then suddenly I feel it: I am holding onto something really warm. And it is definitely *not* a pillow. It's... it's someone's naked body... a female body, I make out as its owner shifts a little. But this can't be true. I'm still dreaming, and this feels so good. Ok, so I decided. I am not going to wake up... not yet. Suddenly I feel the person, I am holding onto, rise. Then my lips come into contact with hers, and she manages to slip her tongue into my mouth. That's it! I'm opening my eyes. Hopefully I won't wake up. As I open my eyes, she removes her lips, and I stare into a pair of beautiful green eyes.
"Konnichi wa Access-kun", she smiles at me happily.
"Finn-chan", I reach up with shaky hands to touch her face.
Her hand covers mine, and places a kiss in my palm, then leans over me and places another butterfly kiss on my lips.
"Aren't you going to greet me too?" she asks, pouting her lips in an adorable way.
I am still too stunned to say a word. Instead I pull her down sharply, rolling over, so she is trapped bellow me. I kiss her with all the passion I can muster. My tongue searching hers, wrapping itself around hers, moving together in a rhythm.
"Good morning Finn Fish", I say huskily.
"Wow! Now that's what I call a *good* morning", she smirks at me," I could get used to this... In fact I think I'm going to miss this".
I chuckle at this. Since when had she got so bold. Well I don't give a damn about it. It is great the way it is.
"Access?" she looks up at me.
"Hm?"
"I... I have to tell you something".
"I'm listening".
"I... I love... I love you very much.... Please don't leave me", she grips my shoulders.
"I won't", I say, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead," Never. I couldn't... even if I wanted to", I smile at her.
"Why?" she asks.
"Because...", I stop, looking at her, only to find her looking at me very anxiously," Because I couldn't continue without you".
"Continue?!" her eyes widen.
"Existing".
End of chapter eight
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