Yami No Matsuei Fan Fiction ❯ Pure Morning ❯ Whore ( Chapter 19 )

Chapter Nineteen: Whore:

-Anna-

I: Craving

Kiss me, for I am loved. You take me under the moonlight against the cherry tree with all of its glorious blossoms floating downwards around us. Your lips press against mine while your fingers reach for my blouse and try to make quick work with the tiny buttons. I lightly push your hand away, saying, “Not now, wait until we get inside.” You look at me with those innocent puppy eyes that I cannot resist. My knees turn to jelly as I lower my gaze.

“Take me,” I whisper.

“I'm sorry?” you ask. My face feels hot before I force myself to repeat it.

“Take me!” I yelp louder. “Please take me!” You kiss me on the forehead.

“Let's go,” you whisper, smiling. We march right into our apartment.

II: Stripping II

He shuts the door behind us. I am not even allowed to turn on the lights. He embraces me from behind.

“You don't want to ruin the mood tonight, do you?” he whispers in my ear. His breath on my skin sends chills down my spine. I nod as I struggle to answer him. He kisses me on the nape. My knees feel like mush as he drags me into the living room. I can tell that there's only one thing on his mind tonight. His dull violet eyes make me feel tiny. Oh… He takes his seat near the kitchen.

“Strip for me,” he commands. My heart jumps at his words as I slowly reach for my blouse.

“Remember,” he says. “I want to be turned on tonight.” I slowly unbutton the rest of the small buttons one at a time. His intent gaze makes me nervous. My blouse flutters to the floor behind me. I feel for my skirt as my eyes lock on him.

“Go on,” he encourages me. I gulp before unzipping my brown skirt. He licks his lips as it falls to the floor. I step out, trembling. His lips curve into a dirty smile.

“Aw, what's wrong?” he coos. “I'm not going to bite you or anything.” His tone makes me spine go stiff. My body won't move as if it senses him lying. He folds his arms before his head.

“Oh come on,” he insists. “I'm really nice. Finish up; I have a little present for you.” My hands reach for my black bra. Each hook comes apart in my hands despite how I'm trembling. His eyes fixate on me. He's holding back the urge to devour me now. I fight to keep a stoic face. My bra lands on the floor with a plop. His eyes rest hungrily on my breasts.

“Now for your panties,” he orders. A chill races up my spine as His eyes wait for me to move. My fingers creep up to my hips. The dark pink and black lace falls to my ankles. He licks, leaning forward.

“Come to me,” he orders. I step out of my panties and walk over to him. He pats his lap and I ease onto hime with my nerves. He kisses me on the lips.

“Good girl,” he whispers. Now I have a gift for you.” He pulls me closer into his arms. “Come with me.” He leads me back to our room.

III: Mirror Game

A big mirror awaits us against the back wall. It nearly takes up most of the wall. My eyes widen as we get closer.

“Wow!” I murmur. I jump backwards, but you nudge me in the side.

“No talking,” you warn me. “Don't make me punish you.” I lower my head as I drawn my mouth close. You kiss my forehead as you place your hands on my shoulders.

“You look so sexy,” you whisper. “I want you to see how you look when me make love tonight.” You kiss me to silence me. I feel that I must obey your every command with the strong grip on my shoulders.

I fall back onto the futon. You smirk as you strip. My eyes widen as I lay helpless on our futon. The demon before me likes to tease me. Slowly your clothes hit the floor. Your eyes stay fixed on me, making me wet. My face feels so hot as I breathe heavily.

“Please don't tease me!” I beg. “I love you! I really need you! Give it to me!” You freeze smirking in your boxers.

“What was that?” you ask. I gulp with a bright red face.

“I love you, Asato-kun!” I cry. “Please give it to me!” When your boxers drop, play time is over.

IV: Wash My Soul

-Hazel-Green Eyes-

I walk towards the sea into the starry night. The only thing I possess is an old locked suitcase. He is calling me with the waves.

Desire me! Desire me! Desire me! Desire me!

His love in the water carries me away. I am not alone, however. Flowers circle me, but they are no stranger to me. In fact, they draw me deeper into the welcoming ocean before me. I have no fears. He is waiting for me in our kingdom far away.

Come to me! Come to me! Come to me! Come to me!

I don't know where I'm going, but I will let the water guide me there.

V: Whore of Babylon

Your voice guides me to our gate. The toll girl awaits me while her tiger sleeps at her feet. Her Indian beauty can't compare to you, however. She only walks on the finest furs.

“Welcome home, my lady,” she says with a bow. I am taken with the orange and red silk she wears.

“Thank you,” I tell her. “Please take me home.”

“Yes ma'am,” the toll girl answers. She turns and goes into the main office. Her manager arrives to talk to me. Her white dress reminds me of spring.

“Welcome home,” she greets me. “Right this way.” Her tone commands respect. I almost jump to attention. Despite no shoes, she's still in control. I follow without question.

VI: Wanton

I lay here looking at myself in the ceiling mirror as he sleeps peacefully at me side. A greedy smile appears on my face. I can be such a whore at times.