Chapter 65
The Japanese Way
When Elyna’s hand gave a few experimental tugs around his swollen shaft, Kazuki almost jumped out of his skin. After his first, explosive orgasm, the appendage was fairly sensitive. “Lyna…”
“Can I…?” she asked. If I am a smooth talker, she is quite the minx.
“Didn’t I tell you my body is at your disposal?” Although he was on the verge of overstimulation, he wouldn’t deny her anything.
Desire and nervousness mingled in her expression, and he caught her eyes darting to his naked body. Kazuki caressed a golden strand away from her cheek, thumb swiping over her bottom lip. “There’s no pressure. Play to your heart’s content.”
“All right.” Her touch, at first, was shy, an exploration as she circled his desire. The look in her eyes was intense, like a curious kitten discovering a new toy. Who’s the mouse, ne?
Had her hands not been so distracting, he might have laughed. “The skin is so soft,” she told him, as if in awe. Kazuki took a deep breath; he’d never seen someone so curious, so delicate with his intimate parts. “Well, yeah, it wouldn’t do if it was abrasive. Yours is pretty sensitive after all.”
“True,” she nodded, shifting to lie on top of him to gain better access to her prize. Her caresses were clumsy, yet he could feel the heat building up as her fingers stroked him gently.
“Show me how it’s done?” she asked, half-hidden under her dishevelled mane. Through the golden waterfall, wide blue eyes pleaded at him to help her.
Kazuki choked. Show you … how to…? Really?
It was one thing to make love to this goddess … and another one to lay bare before her and… “Please?”
Who can say no to such a face?
Kazuki circled her hand with his and grabbed himself fully, showing her the right pressure to apply. Then, he started a slow pace and threw an arm over his eyes, too embarrassed to peer at her. What was it, with this woman, that undid him so completely?
Her innocence rendered every action so sinful that each touch electrified him from within.
For a while, Elyna kept up with him, plastering herself to his sweaty frame until she chased his hand away.
Kazuki took a deep breath to gather himself, thinking her exploration done.
Slowly, he uncovered his eyes and craned his neck to catch her gaze.
He found her facing his erect member, a look of intense concentration on her face. Disappointed, perhaps?
“Sorry, since I’ve already climaxed, it takes a little more ti… IME!”
He would have lurched out of the bed. Oh yes, he surely would have, had Elyna not swallowed him up.
A pitiful whine escaped him as his body curled around hers; his hands shot up to grab her hair, mussing it up as he tried, and failed, to rein in the liquid fire that wrecked him.
When her tongue started playing with his erection, he abandoned all pretence of control and fell upon the mattress.
“Oh, my Lyna,” he groaned. “The things you do to me…”
He couldn’t quite believe it, yet Elyna was showing no quarter as she descended upon him.
Each pass of her tongue on the sensitive tip felt like a tsunami, each moan that tore from her throat a symphony.
Helpless, he could only writhe in her hold the same way she’d twisted in his, nary five minutes ago.
Elyna played with the spongy head for a moment, heedless of his hands roaming her hair, messing it up as he tried to find an anchor.
Failing to keep himself grounded against the onslaught of sensations.
The wet heat closed around him without mercy, gentle suction pulling him deeper.
Kazuki’s spine melted in ecstasy; somehow, it felt even more intimate than their wild round of lovemaking.
And then, Elyna went for the kill, swallowing him so deep that pleasure shot up his spine like fireworks.
His vision blurred; again and again, she drove him so crazy that he danced on the brink of consciousness.
His hips were pumping on their own now, refusing to relent as his body chased the pleasure offered so generously.
The coil tightened, warmth infusing his every cell and he knew he must warn her. “Ah. I’m about to…”
She refused to let go, circling his taut waist with an arm to prevent his escape. Another moan, and she allowed his member out of her mouth.
No! Bereft, he whined shamelessly. Get a grasp, buddy!
Elyna licked the tip sensually and sent him a grin. “Then let go, my love.”
She returned to his shaft with eagerness. Relief flooded him, mingled with shame. But the pleasure was overwhelming; his body arched on the bed, taking Elyna with him. Kazuki was at his wits’ end, uncontrollable, so very lost that he did not even realise he was peaking.
“Ah… AH!”
She swallowed him as if he was an offering, taking every one of his spasms. Her arms circled him, contained him as she still kept him clamped in the tight heat of her mouth. Groans tore from his throat, so animalistic that he couldn’t fathom they were his.
Yet Elyna held on until his frame sagged, caressing his now deflating member with her tongue in a loving massage that sent one last jolt of pleasure deep inside his core.
Chest heaving, Kazuki felt his eyes prick; it took such trust, such love to perform this act of intimacy that he was humbled. When Elyna eventually hoisted herself up to rest upon his beating heart, he dug his fingers in her hair and caressed the strands away.
“I’ve never … it never felt so …,” he stuttered, voice rough from suppressed emotions.
“I wanted to try.” Her tone was light, unfazed by the monumental present she’d bestowed upon him.
Kazuki grabbed her nape and curled forward, calling her lips to his in a tender kiss. The taste of him lingered, a strange salty undertone that contrasted with her usual sweetness. “How was it?” he asked, curious.
Blue eyes twinkled in delight. “The taste, not so bad. To feel you lose control in my hold, entirely too satisfying not to do it again.” Kazuki’s head fell upon the mattress, betraying his defeat at the hands of his teaching assistant.
“Kami-sama. How did I deserve someone like you?”
Elyna shrugged; for once, her eloquence seemed overshadowed by the utter peace of their reunion. He felt her drift to sleep for a well-deserved nap; he, too, closed his eyes, utterly content.
Late evening sunlight filtered through the windows, casting golden rays on the rumpled sheets that bore the evidence of their passion. Elyna lay sprawled across Kazuki’s chest like a contented cat. Her fingers traced reverent patterns upon his skin.
God, he is beautiful! His profile looked carved by loving hands; that sharp jawline where her lips often lingered, the straight nose, those amber-flecked eyes.
His hair was showing their russet undertones now, passion-tousled; the sight of him, dishevelled and sated, was a present she’d never tire of.
If she could purr, Elyna would probably sound like a freight train right now.
“Mmm,” she hummed, burying her nose into his sweat-slicked skin. “I could stay like this forever.”
His hand slowly descended along her spine until his fingers settled possessively on the small of her back. “Forever might not be long enough.”
His cheesy words seeped into her chest. The outside world felt like a distant dream. Time stood still as they remained intertwined, drinking in the contact they’d been starved of for weeks. Eventually, though, Elyna’s brain wandered back to school.
“Hey,” she murmured, pressing a soft kiss on his collarbone. “I have a strange question.”
Kazuki’s head tilted down to catch her gaze, his expression open. As if telling her ask away.
“It’s about Shūji. It feels like he’s fighting against something, and I don’t understand what it is.”
“Shūji is quite a complicated matter,” he rumbled, his tone completely relaxed. Elyna set her head upon his chest once more, marvelling at the steady thrum of his heart beneath her ear.
“You don’t have to tell me if…”
“It’s not really a secret, you could learn this from anyone at school.”
Elyna pouted. “People don’t speak, though. They’re too terrified of his tantrums.”
Kazuki chuckled drily, but his features tightened. “Shūji’s mother left when he was four. She only resurfaced years later to claim visit rights.”
Shock hit her like an uppercut. “Shit!” she panted. “That’s … sick.”
A muscle jumped in Kazuki’s jaw as his gaze fled to the window, as if recalling painful moments. “Yes. Yes, it was difficult. I don’t want to judge that woman, perhaps she took the best decision she could at the time.”
Elyna’s blood ran cold, her heart twisting in anguish for the young boy. “Kuso! That explains so much about him.”
In particular, why Shūji jumped at the occasion of annoying my Mum. Kazuki’s thumb traced her cheek tenderly, as if trying to soothe her. “He has trust issues now. I’m still amazed that he took to Haruki so easily.”
“I’m not,” Elyna responded. “Haruki is the highest level of loyal.” Which explained why their fight, in December, threatened to level the whole school.
Kazuki caught her gaze, thoughtful. “Mmm, perhaps you’re right. But he took to you too, didn’t he?”
“That’s … yet to define,” Elyna mused, propping herself on an elbow. “One minute he’s being protective, and the next he’s so annoying I want to bash his head. I wonder how Satsuki handles him.”
Kazuki’s smile was sweet, his brown eyes softening. “Hai. I think he’s trying to push people away before they can leave first.” In his voice lived the experience of years spent understanding troubled students. “Onishi-san had it rough.”
“I bet it’s not easy to raise a child alone, let alone a mini-Shūji.”
Has Satsuki measured up the impossible task? Miniature Shūji boys running in her legs and making her crazy?