Paradise Kiss Fan Fiction ❯ The Left Hand Dreams of Him ❯ I'll Just Put on Some Tea ( Chapter 11 )

I'll Just Put on Some Tea

 

Wataru and Kawamura didn't speak to each other the rest of the way to the house. They were both overcome by intense embarrassment upon knowing that most likely both of them would be getting laid in the same house. God, I can't believe this is happening…What if they're loud and we can hear them…oh-god-oh-god-oh-god…what if Masanobu and I do it and they hear us…I think I'm going to go curl up and disappear now. Oh god…what if-

“Relax Wataru. Stop going into super-obsessive what-if mode. We both have radios in our rooms, we have thick walls and we're across the apartment from each other. So,” he paused to kiss Wataru, “just relax.” He put his arm around Wataru and drew him closer. Wataru snuggled closer and put his head on Asaka's shoulder.

Kawamura on the other hand was engrossed in playing with Michiko's hair. First, he'd taken it out of its bun and let it fall onto her shoulders. Then he'd gone with twirling it around his fingers and seeing if it would curl. Then he'd started braiding her hair into tiny little ugly things that stuck out of her head. Finally Michiko asked, “Kawa-kun, are you nervous?” and took out all of the plaits.

“A little, Micchan. I'm a…virgin.” There. He'd said it. Now was the part where she started laughing and decided to take him home and never see him again.

“Aww… kawaii…” She smiled brilliantly and whispered, “I'm honored to be your first.”

Kawamura breathed a sigh of relief. He was lucky, so lucky to be with Michiko. He looked over at Wataru and hoped he had done as well.

The four got off of the bus and walked the two blocks to Asaka and Michiko's apartment. Asaka was the first to reach the door, so he pulled out his key and opened the lock. He pushed open the door and walked in. The others followed. In an effort to ease tension, Asaka walked into the small kitchen and put the tea on. Michiko stared at him pointedly until he sighed and pulled her aside.

“What?” he asked.

“Do you really want to do that? It's going to go off in the middle of everything.”

He snorted, “Wataru and I might not even go there…I don't see the problem. If it does…I'll turn it off. `kay?”

“You'd better, because I sure as hell am not.”

“So determined to have sex you are, Michiko.”

“No. So determined to not ruin a moment I am.”

“Haha, fair enough. I'll make sure to be the one to turn off the stove then.” They both walked back to the two younger boys and pulled their own to them. The pairs walked off to separate corners and each shut their doors quietly.

Wataru had never been in Asaka's room before. It seemed so…different from what he expected. There were posters everywhere of bands that he liked: Psycho le Cému, Luna Sea, D'espairsRay, Merry, Shwartz Stein, and even a couple of American bands. They were such different genres that Wataru had hardly expected Asaka to like. The Chinese ensemble he'd gone to see about a year prior had seemed much more like the type of band that Asaka would be fond of. But Psycho le Cému was definitely not like the ensemble…Then Wataru focused on the rest of his possessions. There were art books everywhere, mostly architecture of course, but a few of famous Italian painters. There were CD towers along the better part of two walls, and each one was filled with CDs…completely filled…like not even one space available.

Asaka gestured towards the CDs, saying, “Go ahead. Pick one. Pick several…”

Wataru noticed a row of CDs that weren't band albums. “What are these?”

“They're mixes I make myself. They're spread out across the room if you're interested. I think I'm up to volume 17 or something like that.”

“I didn't know you were so multitalented!” Wataru picked up one of the mixes and ask, “Is volume 6 any good?”

“Yeah! 6 is my favorite.”

“`Kay. Then let's play this one.” He put it into the stereo and pressed play. As music filled the room, he was surprised to hear one of his favorite bands. He gasped in surprise and smiled. He turned around and faced Asaka.

“Wataru…” he said in a husky voice, “C'm'ere.”

 

“I hear a familiar beat…” Michiko said thoughtfully. “It didn't take them long…”

“Nah…Wataru's no slut. He just likes that song.” Kawamura was lying face up on the bed, trying to remember the name of the band that sang the song. Well…he was trying to think about that to distract his nerves.

Michiko was choosing from her decidedly small CD collection for a good mix or album. As she bent over to look under her bed for the rest of her collection, Kawamura shamelessly checked her out.

“Your eyes are burning a hole in my ass.”

“Uh…sorry?”

“That was so sincere! But it's okay. I suppose you'll get a better look at it soon.” Kawamura blushed at her insinuation.

When she found the CD she was looking for, she yelled “Aha!” and held it up triumphantly. She shoved it in her CD player and pressed play. She sat down on the bed and suddenly became very timid. She ran a hand through her hair nervously and asked, “So…how do you want to do it?”

“What do you mean?”

“Like…what position?”

One where I can get a good look at you, gorgeous. “Whichever one makes you like it more.”

She thought for a second and grinned wickedly. She walked over to the CD player again and switched the song to the next track. He sat up and looked at her questioningly. She grinned again and started stripping. He wondered if he was supposed to join in and take his clothes off too or if he was just supposed to watch her. I think I'll just watch her. Damn, she's so gorgeous...

Now in just her tasteful intimates, she faced the wall and her wardrobe. She bent over and opened a drawer and pulled a condom out. She turned back around and placed it on the bed next to him. Kawamura was frozen with a silly grin on his face. He couldn't believe that his modest but funny girlfriend was secretly Sex Woman.

But suddenly she was back to being timid, “I hope this is alright with you. I wanted it to be more memorable.”

He smiled, “How could it not be memorable? It's with you.”

She kissed him. Soft at first, but then harder as he lay back down, his arms around her and caressing every bit of her body. She straddled him and as she kissed him, she started to undo the buttons of his shirt. “Why did you have to wear a button-down shirt today?!” she groaned. She leaned back on her haunches as he sat up, finished unbuttoning, and slipped the shirt off. She kissed his neck, his chest, his stomach, and undid his pants. He pushed them down to his knees and she whipped them completely off until he was just in his boxers. Kawamura slid Michiko's bra straps off of her shoulders and undid the clasp that held the evil contraption together. They took off his boxers and she put the nearly forgotten condom on him. Finally there was only one piece of clothing left to get rid of. So Kawamura with one hand, brushed his hand over her skin, squeezed a nipple and with the other, deftly removed her panties. She positioned him properly, lowered herself onto him, and their lovemaking began.

 

 

Wataru obliged Asaka and stepped into his waiting arms. Asaka pulled him over to the bed and lay down. Wataru looked at him, puzzled and lay down next to him. Asaka sighed.

“What's wrong?”

“Nothing…it's just…I'm having trouble holding back.”

“But you don't have to hold back! We both want to…”

“Are you absolutely positive?”

“Yeah…why? Don't you want to do it?”

“I do. I just don't want to pressure you if you're not ready yet.”

“I am,” Wataru whispered and started kissing him. Asaka began taking off his clothes as he kissed Wataru and asked him one last time if he was sure. Wataru laughed as he confirmed that he was ready and slipped off his own clothes.

A minute later, they were nude and Asaka was putting on the condom. Wataru spread his legs and waited for Asaka. Asaka, however, was interested in going with a different position. He gestured for Wataru to turn over and lay on his stomach. This is exciting, Wataru thought, Kazuki and I never tried it like this… As Asaka stretched Wataru with two fingers, Wataru started touching himself, until Asaka slapped his hand away and whispered, “Let me do it.” He thrust into Wataru and as he continued thrusting, began stroking Wataru off gently, moaning his name into his ear.

“Wataru…”

“Nn… Ha...Hnn”

 

 

About 15 minutes later in the opposite end of the apartment, Michiko and Kawamura were enjoying their first afterglow together. Michiko asked timidly, “How was your first time? Was it as good as you thought it would be?”

“No.” Michiko looked shocked and hurt.

“No?”

“Nope…It was better,” he finished before he kissed her, bringing her closer to him.

After a moment, Kawamura sat up in bed. “What?” she asked suddenly.

“I'm really hungry. Can I poke around your fridge?”

“Wait, don't go. I'll do it…” Kawamura rolled his eyes as she said this, thinking, Oh right…the “rules.” Michiko got of bed and slipped on a silk robe from her small closet. She walked quietly out of the room and shut the door again behind her.

That's weird, she thought, the music's stopped… Then she saw the door open and Wataru stepped out. He was red in the face and looked as if he was about to cry.

He turned around before he saw her and said, “Masanobu it was an accident! I'm still not used to sleeping with anyone besides Kazuki…”

“So what?! We've been dating for awhile now…you said you were over him…and I believed you!” Asaka called out from in the room.

“I'm really sorry, it was an accident,” Wataru whispered.

“Just get out. Maybe we'll talk when I'm not so completely furious at you.”

Wataru nodded, resigned, and turned around. “Michiko!...How long have you been standing there?”

“Long enough…I have an inkling, but what actually happened in there?”

“Nothing…” he said still bowing his head in shame.

“I know Asaka well enough to know it's never `nothing.' Now…spill!”

“Fine…we were…you know…and I was close, really close…and I accidentally yelled `Kazuki,' and he flipped out.”

“Wow…you bastard…”

“I know…I didn't mean to…it just kind of, came out.”

She pitied him. “Don't leave yet. Just wait here, I'll be right back with Kawa-kun…I mean Kawamura.”

She ran back into her room and told Kawamura to get his clothes on. They dressed as quickly as possible and mere seconds later were out in the living room, ready to comfort Wataru.

After Kawamura had been filled in, Michiko noticed that Asaka had left the kettle on low heat and that it was about to boil. When it did she prepared some tea and gave some to Wataru and served a cup for Asaka.

“Kawa-kun, stay here with Fujii. I'll go and talk to Asaka.” She kissed Kawamura and on the cheek and quietly opened Asaka's bedroom door and tiptoed inside.

“Asaka?...” she closed the door behind her.