Yami No Matsuei Fan Fiction ❯ Orange Blossom ❯ Drowning Angel ( Chapter 1 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Orange Blossom
Chapter One: Drowning Angel:
February 11th, 2010.
Close to midnight and they would leave in the morning. New York
wasn't an easy task. Stella's parents understood though. Now to go
back to Japan, but not yet. Anna lay on their hotel bed looking up.
Tsuzuki knelt down and kissed her. Neither had yet healed; Stella
wasn't close to them, but it still hurt.
Tsuzuki kissed Anna on the shoulder. His fiancée moaned. He
always treated her gently. Anna let her fingers tangle up in his
short brown hair. His tongue caressed her soft skin. So
good… She wanted this. The woman just wanted to
feel something else for a change. Anna didn't feel sadness,
however. That hadn't fully returned yet; this time was different.
Tsuzuki walked her back to their hotel room. She turned to him in
the doorway. He looked over at her.
"Anna-chan?" he whispered. She stepped closer to him. Her face
nuzzled against his chest.
"Take me tonight," she murmured. Tsuzuki looked down at her,
slightly perplexed.
"What do you mean?" he asked. She looked up with a tired
desperation in her eyes.
"Make me feel something," she murmured. "Please." Her finger gently
traced circles on his chest. Tsuzuki pressed his lips together. He
gave her a small nod.
"Understood," the shinigami murmured. He knew she needed this. Anna
stood on her tip-toes and gave him a little kiss. He moved to
embrace her. She gave him another kiss. This time, Tsuzuki gently
held her waist as if she could break from careless man-handling. He
took her over to their bed. Anna sat down before him. Tsuzuki
looked at her hesitantly.
"Are you sure you want this?" he asked. "We could wait until we get
home and…" Anna shook her head.
"Oh…" Tsuzuki said. "You want it now." Her fiancé
lowered his shoulders, still uncertain.
"I'll do as you wish," he replied. He sank down and kissed her.
Anna kissed back as she lay down on their bed. The man slipped his
tongue into her mouth inch by inch. His right hand stroked her
blouse-covered bust. Anna lay there and took it. Let me feel
something, she thought. Tsuzuki gently buried his tongue deeper
into her mouth. His hand undid the first button on her satin white
blouse and then the second one followed. His mouth broke off the
kiss and moved down to her neck. The taste of honey filled his
mouth. A soft memory sprang to life. Elements of it seemed hazy. He
could see it, but he could never reach it. Yet, he couldn't stop
chasing it. This wasn't a sad memory either. The heavy nostalgia
drove him to find such honey deeper in her.
Tsuzuki paused at her collarbone. Anna whimpered as he planted
tiny, gentle butterfly kisses to her soft skin. She felt a little
spark light up in her chest. Tsuzuki unbuttoned the third button,
revealing black lace under the fabric. Anna reached up and
unbuttoned his jacket. The shinigami's tongue met with the warm
skin underneath as he finished with her blouse. His mouth trailed
down to his fiancée's breasts. Anna shut her eyes.
Take me, Asato-kun, she thought. "Take me!" she pleaded in a
whisper. "Please take me!" Tsuzuki couldn't help but smile.
"I will, my sweet," he whispered at her chest. He planted a kiss on
the black lace. Anna moaned in response. Her blouse met the floor
in seconds. Tsuzuki sat up and slid off his jacket. He gave her
another kiss on the lips. The shinigami moved to her ear lobe. He
carefully untied her black skirt as he began to nibble. Unable to
hold back, she reached up and unbuttoned his shirt. Her hands
caressed his toned arms as she slid it off. Tsuzuki pulled her in
close and nibbled harder on her left ear. Anna arched her back as
she whimpered. She reached for his trousers and grabbed on
tight.
Tsuzuki moved back down to her neck. A biting kiss sent a shock
down Anna's spine. She feverishly unzipped his trousers and tried
to slide them off. Tsuzuki moved down to her right shoulder. He
rolled down her skirt as he kissed along her bra strap. She managed
to get his trousers off and on the floor. Her skirt followed
behind. Tsuzuki came back up for another kiss. Anna could feel his
hungry arousal against her inner thigh as she spread her legs for
him.
It's coming, her fiancé thought. It's
coming. He reached behind her and took hold of her bra.
His fingers took care of the small hooks as he plunged his tongue
back into her mouth. Anna nibbled at his lower lip as he slid off
the black lace. Tsuzuki slid off his boxers while the rush still
climbed. He reached forward and grabbed her black lace panties.
Anna did her best to keep still as he slid them down.
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Black water surrounded her as the little bubbles rose up around
her. She, bright as pure light, slept in the cold black. Despite
the heavy pressure, she did not feel a thing. She just slept on;
nothing stirred her heart. One night, a thin ray of pink light
stirred her soul. She fluttered her eyes open and started floating
to the surface. The young nymph was reborn as a new angel. She saw
the soft glowing blue of the world.
Where am I? Suddenly, a calming warmth drew her attention
forward. A younger girl in a white frilly dress and stockings with
a red cloak and matching sparkly slippers floated before her. She
held a light white dress out to her. The nymph blinked at the
child.
"This is for me?" she asked.
"Yes," the girl said. "Get dressed and come with me."
"What for?"
"Get dressed and I'll show you."
The nymph shrugged at such a command. "Okay…" She reached
forward and took the dress. Once she put it on, the nymph smiled at
herself. I feel pretty, she thought. The child cleared her
throat at her. The nymph looked up at her. Her guide held out her
hand.
"Come with me," she said.
The nymph watched puzzled. "Alright." She took the child's hand
and they disappeared. Moments later, they appeared floating above
lush green woods. The nymph looked below and her eyes grew wide
open.
"Wow!" she gasped. A big yellow house sat on a cliff near the
ocean. No, "house" didn't do it justice. This was a freaking
palace. The pomegranate and apple trees sang out to her. The green
and blue setting drew them safely to the ground. The child led her
to the grand white and yellow porch. A woman sat with her back to
them. All she had on was pearls around her neck. Strange and lovely
black tattoos of an ancient language danced down her opal white
spine. The woman smiled to herself.
"Welcome, my child," she said. "I have been expecting
you."
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Anna lay awake in bed staring at the ceiling with a heavy heart.
"Stel's dead."
"Yes, I know," Tsuzuki whispered back with his eyes closed. "I
know."