Sensual Phrase Fan Fiction ❯ A Welcome Change ❯ A Welcome Change ( One-Shot )

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

A WELCOME CHANGE
A Kaikan Phrase/Sensual Phrase Challenge fanfic

Written by Miyu, Vampire Princess


CHALLENGE: For the week 37 "Splish Splash" challenge.

AUTHOR'S NOTES: Another go at this fandom and my first go at Atsuro and Yuka. The next volume of the manga to come out in English (at this time, volume 12) is supposed to have quite a bit to do with these too. I was going to wait, but my muses will not. The idea initially came from the "Forbidden Phrase" short at the end of volume 6 of the manga. LEMON WARNING. Pretty much PWP. Told from Atsuro's point of view. May be slightly OOC as I haven't grasped him as well as a few other characters. A Standard Disclaimer follows the story.




When I walked into the house, I expected the smell of home cooked food to grace my nose. I expected to see Yuka in the kitchen, putting the finishing touches on the meal. I expected the two place settings and the burning candles on the dining table.

"You're just in time! Have a seat."

I was not disappointed. Dinner was fantastic! And it was nice just to be with Yuka again. We talked about everything...like a brother and sister should talk about life.

And love.

I love Yuka deeply. There will never be another for me. Oh, the fans are great! But I prefer to be with the person I love most.

And I was never happier than when she asked for me to spend the night.

"Mom and dad are gone for the weekend. I really don't want to be alone."

"Are you sure it's okay?"

"There are some of your old clothes in the closet. If you wouldn't mind...?"

"'Course not!" I grinned evilly. "I'd love to have you all to myself for one night."

As she stood to clear the table, she laughed, "Why don't you head upstairs to the bath? I'll bring you some fresh towels as soon as I'm done here."

A shower sounded like a good idea. Sweat and grime from the day's hustle and bustle clung to me. And now that she mentioned it, I stunk! Maybe I should have showered BEFORE the meal.

The bathroom was set-up in traditional Japanese style. And lit by tons of little candles -- wonderful smelling tea lights. Was that vanilla? And roses? Only one person could have done this little touch.

And for a specific reason.

Yuka's very sweet. Shy, most of the time, but I think she's coming into her own. Funny coming from someone younger than her. It's true though. She's changed in a lot of good ways since we admitted our feelings for each other.

"Atsuro, you're not undressed yet?"

Since she admitted to herself it was okay to love me.

"I was just admiring the candles."

I don't know how I would've continued in life had she not told me she loved me.

"Here let me help you."

My music career may have ended before it started.

"I'm not a child, Yuka," I told her as I pulled my shirt over my head.

It was easier now that all the ties and buttons had been undone.

"I know," she replied, her fingers gently resting along the waistband of my jeans. "And I don't mean to treat you as such." She fumbles a little, but managed to get the pants unbuttoned and the zipper down. "It's just...I want to help."

My throat's dry by this point and all I can do is watch as she tugs them away from my hips and downward. "Yuka?"

Rising on tiptoe, she kisses me lightly then places a finger over my lips. "Hush."

Then she snaps a towel at my naked behind, forcing me into the bathing area.

"Hey."

"Get in there, tiger."

The use of her nickname for me should've clued me in. But of course I remained oblivious. I didn't even see her take off her clothes as I turned on the water and adjusted the showerhead. The hot droplet felt good beating against my sore body. The gentle message of my back felt good too. I tilted my head, and Yuka smiled at me.

"Don't hog all the water."

Most people would find our relationship offensive. She is my stepsister after all. But we're not blood related. Not even close. Still we keep our love a secret from friends and family. The day will come, when the secret will get out. For now, we simply enjoy each other when we can.

And I had no problem enjoying the naked sight of her.

Yuka's not very tall, but she's slender. Not athletic. Rather, she has very soft curves. Pale skin covered her physique. I admired the movement of her arm as she redirected the showerhead. I wanted to lay kisses along the graceful line of her neck as she sprayed herself with water. I watched the water as it fell down her body, over supple breasts, a flat stomach and a neatly trimmed crop of hair, down her thighs until it reached the tile floor.

Gods, she was beautiful!

And all mine.

But any attempt I made to hold her, kiss her, touch her, was carefully thwarted. When I reached for her, she deftly moved away. With hands on my shoulder she pushed me onto the wooden bench. I felt her fingertips caress my shoulders, massaging sore muscle. I sighed when her lips pressed against my skin.

Lavender invaded my senses. Not the most masculine of scents, but it was one I loved to smell on her. A wet washcloth moved across sensitive skin. I sat quietly, allowing her to wash away my awful stench. It was disconcerting not being able to see her. Yet the eroticism of having her hands touch me, seemingly from nowhere, sent my mind reeling.

Shoulders first, then my back. There was hardly a spot uncovered. The cloth caressed my arms, her body pressing against my back. I inhaled as she began to wash my chest. My body shook from sensation, my breath slowly pushing between slightly parted lips. Her lips trailed tiny kisses across my shoulder blades, the cloth slowly moving lower.

My eyes closed, and very inappropriate images invaded my head. How could they not with her hands caressing my abdomen, one hand holding my aroused member while the other cleansed the skin. When the cloth rubbed against the head, I groaned, becoming harder. The sensation of the cloth moving even lower had me wiggling in my seat.

"Yuka...."

Then it was gone.

"Stand up."

I did what I was told, trying to collect my scattered thoughts. Her hands moved along my thighs, first inside, then outside. The muscles in my butt tightened as she caressed me there, hands cupping and groping my buttocks in sensual ways. I moaned as the cloth traveled the back of my leg to my knee, lower still. Then upward again.

So lost in sensation was I that a burst of cold water brought me back to reality.

"Ah!"

Laughter filled the bathroom. "Stand still!"

"That's cold!"

"Stop moving, or you'll never get rinsed off!"

I don't know how I managed to stand for the cold shower, but when it was over she ushered me over to the tub. Rose petals floated on the water's surface and the rim was covered in candles. My mind finally realized that Yuka had planned this bath for him.

"Don't I get to wash you?"

"Maybe later."

"But--!"

"Just get in the tub."

Again, I did as she asked, no question. Disappointment was evident on my face though. I made sure of that. Even as she followed me into the tub, my bottom lip hung downward in a childish pout.

"What?"

"It's not like you to tease."

She had the courtesy to don a feigned look of innocence. "Tease? What do you mean?"

I had a retort ready, the words clinging to my parted lips. However, the only syllable to escape sounded like an old-fashioned comic book sound effect. Not quite an "oh" but something beyond "bam".

"I mean...that!"

Brazen fingertips gripped my thighs. Slowly they made their way upward. I dared a glance down but closed my eyes immediately. The pads of her thumbs played with the inside of my thighs, her forefinger calculatingly brushing against my new erection.

I moaned her name. I meant it to be a warning. But then I was in her capable hands and words failed again.

"Do you want me to stop?"

"Hell no!"

Wrapping one hand around my cock, she began to slowly stroke me underwater. Meanwhile, she kissed my chin and moved downward, pecking across my shoulders and chest. On one particular stroke she bit lightly into my nipple.

Holy shit but that felt great!

Body quivering with excitement, my hips pushed upward. My hand sought a place of purchase upon her person. I touched without thinking, without guidance. But it was her touch that I was focused on. The warmth of her fingers around my manhood. Her lips on my neck....

And when we finally kissed...wow! I was so worked up, so eager, I was afraid I'd hurt her. Desire raged so badly that I wanted to throw her over the side of the tub and just fuck her.

I was just as eager to learn what had brought on the sudden change. Yuka had never been a very demanding lover. Usually she went with the flow of it, rarely taking control. Her personality tonight was different from the Yuka I left behind to tour with my band.

I liked it.

I REALLY liked it!

Drowning in a pool of heated desire, I allowed her to continue her play. Our lips pressed tightly together. Tongues danced, moving between the cavern of my mouth to hers and back. Gods forget fucking her! I could just eat her up!

I was angry, yet relieved, when the kiss finally broke. Our breath mingled momentarily, eyes meeting and holding the other's gaze. She pulled away only a little. The look of wanton desire on her face, her lips swollen from our kiss, made me smile like the devil.

"Yuka?"

"Hmm?"

"I...." I wanted to question her, but thought better of it. Besides,

it was a welcome change. "I really like this side of you."

For the first time since the evening started, she blushed. Her cheeks turned bright pink, the color slowly covering her entire face before moving downward. I could have watched her entire body glow, but there were parts of me that were more eager than others.

I pulled her close, her hand releasing my rock hard erection. I was saddened by the loss, but my expectations were greater. Her blush seemed to grow a darker shade of red.

Or maybe it was the fire in her half-lidded eyes....

My lips found hers. They moved over and around each other, until my tongue dove into the warm cavern of her mouth. Her tongue was shy at first, eventually joining the dance. We fought for control of the kiss, each of us giving and taking with equal fervor.

Wrapping my arms around her I moved her closer so that she sat in my lap. My hands held onto her ass, keeping her just far enough away. She squirmed in my lap as the kiss deepened, my dick twitching in response. I groaned, vibrations traveling from my mouth to hers. She shivered in my grasp, a moan escaping her mouth as well.

The warm water of the tub did little to cool our ardor. She continued to shiver in my lap, moaning into our kiss. My body screamed at me. Take her, it said. And I wanted it so badly! But she had started this. I wanted her to finish it.

I was panting, nearly begging after our lips parted. "Yuka, I want to be inside you. Onegai?"

My hands traveled down her thighs from her rear, stopping at her knees. She rose a little, trying to find a good angle. Then I felt her hand grasp my erection. We both gasped as the head brushed against her heat. In unison we sighed as she began lowering herself onto me.

Her head fell forward as my head fell back. Little by agonizing little I sunk inside of her. Tiny kisses were placed on my chest. Both of her hands grasped at my upper arms before her arms wound around my neck. I lifted my head to look at her. I was happy to see her dark eyes staring back at me.

The water helped to ease penetration, but it also added to the sensation. Eyes locked she began to move. Long strokes and slow, languid movement quickly stoked the fires within us. My body burned as she rode me, her chest brushing mine as she moved.

Resting one hand on her hip, my other caressed upward. Along her side until my thumb brushed the underside of one breast. To add to the tease of our brushes bodies, I used my thumb to play with the nipple. She groaned, her eyes nearly closing. I felt her hands tighten at the nape of my neck, and her pace seemed to pick up a little.

"Atsuro...." Her voice was low, warning me.

But I simply couldn't resist.

I did it again.

And again.

Then she came. What a beautiful sight! Her eyes closed, her head tilting back. She bit her bottom lip, afraid someone might hear. A moan escaped however as her body shook with sensation. I held her loosely, waiting for her to regain some composure.

Then it was my turn.

Her breathing had barely become normal when I heard her gasp. I lifted her slightly, removing our connection. Her eyes, surprised, but still hazy, silently asked what I was doing. Instead of answering with words, I answered with movement.

I got to my knees, forcing her to lift out of the water and sit on the tub's edge. With a wave of my hand I motioned for her to turn around. As she leaned over the rim of the tub, I grasped her hips, pulling them underwater again. She must have known what to expect because she was ready. I slipped inside of her easily as she sat back in my lap.

"Atsuro...I don't know....I don't have...."

"It's all right. Just lean forward a bit. Hold on to the edge."

"Oh...AH!"

My pace was steady but hard. She was already building towards another orgasm. Then something caught fire -- my ribs, my stomach, all of my insides -- and I saw my orgasm quickly behind hers. My hands pulled her to me, holding onto her breasts. Her hips rolled over mine, my hips pushing upward for just the tiniest bit of friction.

Her body grew stiff and shook, signaling her peak. I was only moments behind. I drove into her one last time, pushing hard. Sunken as deep as I could go, my release washed over me. I groaned in her ear. Squeezing her tightly to me, we rode out our joyous unions together.

It wasn't until I felt her touch my cheek that I opened my eyes.

"Atsuro?"

When did I close my eyes?

"Was this okay...your surprise, I mean?"

The grin on my face was dopey to say the least. "This was....a welcome change."

She smiled, fingertips caressing the arms that held her. "It's been nearly two months between touring and rehearsals. I missed you. I wanted this night to be special."

I was so happy at that moment I wanted to cry. "You're too good to me."

Turning in my lap, she brushed her lips against mine. "Don't wait so long to come by, huh? You won't get this treatment every time, you know."

I pouted again. "Really?"

Her eyes turned serious. "Atsuro...."

"We're done for a few days before we have to head back into the studio. How about we take in a movie? I'll treat you to dinner too."

"Really? I didn't think we'd get out of bed tomorrow."

I thought about that, and she had a point. A night alone with her, our parent's away. We might not make it out the next night either. Perhaps I'd have to rethink our date.

Grinning I kissed her lightly. "Mmm...have I told you how much I like this side of you?"

"Tell me again...tomorrow."


~OWARI~

DISCLAIMER: Kaikan Phrase is the property of Mayu Shinjo. The manga, "Sensual Phrase" is released here in the U.S. by VIZ. I own none of this. NOTHING! NADA! ZIP! The characters and likenesses are being used here without permission. No money. No sue. Onegaishimasu!