NOVEL WEB Chapter 4: Crossing Emotions
Chapter 4: Crossing Emotions
My heart pounded hard, more than I'd like to admit. Having Haruna on top of me, so close I could feel her breath, had me completely out of sorts. I didn't know if it was her closeness, what she'd just asked me, or my mind playing tricks, but my body was restless.
I swallowed hard and tried to keep my composure, though the position we were in wasn't helping at all. With a smile meant to mask my nervousness, I let my hands rest on her waist. I felt her tense immediately, her lips trembling as her face turned a deep shade of red.
—Are you really saying that, Haruna? —I asked in a teasing tone, my fingers squeezing her waist slightly to provoke her.
—Y-Yes, really… —she murmured, avoiding my gaze, though she didn't move away.
I took advantage of her hesitation to add fuel to the fire.
—If you want me to do naughty things with you, you should know I'm much worse than you imagine —I said, leaning in closer, bringing my face so near she had no escape.
Her eyes finally met mine, and I saw how she pressed her lips together before responding.
—Then do it, Ryota. Do something naughty with me —she said in a barely audible whisper, but there was a firmness in her words that caught me off guard.
I chuckled softly, not looking away.
—Here? —I asked, raising an eyebrow. —You're crazy if you think I'll do it at your job. Besides… what would Kazuki say if he saw you like this with me?
Bringing him up was like tossing a stone into a hornet's nest. Haruna clenched her fists tightly, and her expression shifted from nervousness to anger.
—I don't care about Kazuki! —she suddenly exclaimed, her voice echoing in the room.
I stared at her, unsure of what to expect next. Haruna took a deep breath and let out what seemed to have been bottled up for a long time.
—I'm tired of him, Ryota. Tired of everything. —Her voice trembled, but she kept talking. —He always expects me to do everything, to solve his problems. He's never there when I need him, and when he is… I just don't care.
Her words were laden with emotions I could barely process. I could see tears welling up in her eyes, but also the anger she had been holding back for too long.
—Then why do you stay with him? —I asked, unable to stop myself.
Haruna lowered her gaze but answered without hesitation.
—Because I don't know how to leave him. Because I'm scared of being alone. But… when I'm with you, Ryota… I don't feel alone.
That confession hit me like a punch to the chest. I didn't know what to say, so I stayed silent, processing what she had just said.
She sighed and, before I could stop her, stood up and took a few steps away.
—You know what? Forget it. I don't know why I said that. —Her voice was calmer, but the sadness in her eyes was evident.
I stood up, still trying to find the right words.
—Haruna… —I began, but she interrupted me, looking at me with a mix of frustration and sadness.
—You don't have to say anything, Ryota. Just… give me a little space, okay?
I nodded slowly, respecting her request. But something inside me told me this wasn't over.
As she left the room, leaving me alone with my thoughts, I sighed deeply. This was getting more complicated than I'd anticipated, but I couldn't deny there was something about Haruna that made me want to protect her, even from herself.
—Looks like today won't be a quiet day —I murmured to myself before heading out after her, determined to find the runaway dog and, perhaps, fix a bit of the emotional mess we were tangled in.
...
What seemed like minutes passed as I searched for the runaway pup, but it seemed the little one had decided to hide in the farthest corner of the shelter. Frustrated, I pushed open a door leading to the storage area and froze.
There she was, Haruna, sitting on the floor with her knees hugged to her chest and her face buried in them.
She was crying.
At first, I stayed silent, unsure of what to do. Her sobs filled the small room, and her fragility hit me like a punch in the stomach. But before I could say anything, Haruna started speaking.
—You know what's the worst part, Ryota? —she said through tears, not even noticing my presence. —It's that I never mattered. Never.
I leaned against the wall, watching her from the shadows as she continued.
—At school… they used to laugh at me. —Haruna the useless,— —Haruna the crybaby.— I'd always find notes in my locker saying they hated me, that the world would be better if I disappeared. And when I tried to tell someone, they'd just tell me to ignore it, that it was my fault for being so weak.
Her voice broke, and my hands clenched into fists.
—My parents… —Haruna let out a bitter laugh. —They were never there. My mom left when I was a kid, always with her lovers, lying about her business trips. And my dad… well, he was too busy with his new job to care about me.
I swallowed hard. I'd known Haruna as someone cheerful and kind, but now I understood that her joy and kindness were just a mask, a barrier to protect herself from a world intent on breaking her.
—And Kazuki… —Her tone shifted, filled with a mix of rage and despair. —Why do I stay with him? Because I'm a coward! He always tells me I'm useless, that no one else would put up with me. And… maybe he's right. Maybe I'm destined to be alone and miserable forever.
I couldn't stay still anymore. Letting out a sigh, I began to approach her slowly, trying not to startle her.
When I reached her side, I crouched down, and before she could say anything, I wrapped her fragile shoulders in my arms, pulling her into me.
—It's okay, Haruna —I whispered near her ear, my voice as soft as I could manage. —You don't have to carry all of this alone.
She tensed at first, but didn't pull away. I could feel her breathing quicken as she tried to hold back more tears.
—Ryota… —she murmured brokenly.
I leaned my face toward her neck, letting my lips graze her warm skin.
—Haruna, everything will be okay. I'll make sure of it —I said in a low, soothing tone, as I began leaving soft kisses on her neck.
She pressed her lips together tightly but didn't move away. Her body, though trembling, seemed to instinctively seek more closeness, pressing further into mine.
—I can't… I can't anymore… —she whispered, her voice breaking.
—You don't have to do it alone —I replied, caressing her waist as I tried to comfort her. —I'm here. Let me help you carry it all.
She closed her eyes, letting out a soft sigh that carried away some of her tension. Though still trembling, she seemed to surrender to my embrace.
—Ryota… —she murmured, her voice barely audible but filled with emotion.
Gently, I stroked her hair, letting my words fill the silence.
—I'll never let you feel alone again, Haruna. No matter what happens.
I felt her body finally relax against mine, and although I knew Haruna's wounds wouldn't heal overnight, something told me this was the beginning of something neither of us could stop.
Inside me, a battle was raging. My mind was trying to find reasons to stop, to put space between us before we crossed a line we couldn't undo. But my body… my body had other plans. Every time my lips brushed Haruna's neck, every time her soft breath caressed my ear, the doubts slowly faded away.
Her soft moans and gasps were like gasoline to a fire that had been extinguished for too long. Haruna leaned closer, seeking my touch, as if at that moment it was the only thing that mattered.
Then, in an unexpected move, she turned to me. We were now face to face, her eyes shining with a mix of nervousness and something deeper, something more primal. Without saying a word, I brought my forehead closer to hers.
—You know?— I whispered to her with a crooked smile. —You're more dangerous than you look.
She let out a laugh. I was nervous, but before she could respond, I leaned in.
I brought my head up and placed a soft kiss on the tip of her nose. Haruna blinked in surprise, but didn't pull away.
—Ryota…— she murmured, her voice barely a whisper.
My lips moved slowly to hers, testing the boundaries, seeking her consent in the way she looked at me. And then, when our mouths finally met, everything else ceased to exist.
The first contact was soft, almost innocent. I felt her ragged breath against my lips and my heart raced. But that first kiss soon gave way to something more intense, deeper. My hands instinctively moved to her waist, pulling her closer to me, as her hands timidly moved up to my shoulders.
With each passing second, the kiss grew more passionate. I could feel the heat of her body, the trembling in her hands, and the way she completely abandoned herself to me. There were no words, just the language of two souls who, for an instant, forgot the world around them.
When we parted for a brief moment, we were both breathing heavily. Haruna kept her eyes closed, as if she wanted to hold on to that moment a little longer.
—That…— she began hesitantly, not opening her eyes. —That was…
—Just the beginning,— I finished for her, placing one last, soft kiss on her forehead.
I brought my lips back to hers, in a more demanding kiss. As the kiss deepened, I felt Haruna's nails dig into my shoulders, her grip growing tighter with each passing second. Her body pressed against mine, her soft curves molding to the hard planes of my chest. I could feel every inch of her, from the curve of her breasts to the curve of her hips, and I wanted to trace every contour with my hands, my mouth, my body.
My breathing grew heavier as the kiss became hungry and demanding. I licked her mouth, tasting her, consuming her essence. She moaned, a needy sound that shot straight to my core. I swallowed it and craved more.
One hand slid to the small of her back, pressing her harder against me. The other hand cupped her face, tilting her head to deepen the angle of the kiss. My thumb brushed her cheekbone, wiping away the last traces of tears, replacing them with the promise of pleasure.
I felt her hips undulate against mine, seeking friction, seeking release. I pressed myself against her, letting her feel the evidence of my arousal. She gasped into my mouth, her body tensing for a moment before rocking against me again, more insistently this time.
—Ryota…— she panted against my lips. I… want…
I pulled back slightly to look at her, my eyes dark with desire. —Tell me,— I demanded, my voice rough and low. —Tell me what you want, Haruna.
She bit her lip and blushed. —I want you,— she whispered, her voice shaking. —I want to feel you… all of you.
I moaned, a primal sound that echoed through the small room. I wanted her too, more than I'd ever wanted anyone. I wanted to bury myself inside her, to claim her, to make her mine.
—Haruna,— I growled, sliding my hand under her shirt and spreading my fingers over the soft skin of her back. —You have no idea what you're asking for.
She shuddered under my touch, her nipples hardening to tight peaks beneath the thin fabric of her bra. —Show me.— She sighed, her eyes boring into mine, a challenge shining in their depths. —Show me what I'm asking for, Ryota.
I captured her mouth again, the kiss now a battle of tongues and teeth and pure, unadulterated lust. I drove her backwards until her back hit the wall, pinning her there with my body. My knee slid between her thighs, pressing against her core, and she cried out, her head falling back against the wall with a thud.
I took the opportunity to trail my mouth down her neck, biting and sucking at the tender flesh. I wanted to mark her, to leave my claim on her skin for all to see. She tasted like heaven, and I was determined to have my fill of her.
My hands slid down to her ass, squeezing the firm globes, pulling her harder against my knee. She grinded against me, her hips moving in a circle, chasing the friction she so desperately needed. I could feel her heat even through our clothing, and I knew she was as ready for me as I was for her.
My hands slid down to the hem of her skirt, yanking it up and exposing the creamy skin of her thighs. She wore simple cotton panties, already damp with her arousal. I brushed my fingers over the fabric, feeling the heat emanating from her core.
—Fuck, Haruna,— I groaned, my voice dripping with lust. —You're so fucking wet. Is this all for me?
She whimpered and nodded, her hips bucking against my hand. —Yes, Ryota. It's all for you. I've never... I've never wanted someone like this before.
I hook my fingers into the waistband of her panties and yanked them down, baring her glistening pussy to my hungry gaze. —Fuck, you're beautiful,— I growled, my thumb brushing over her swollen clit, making her gasp.
Dropping to my knees, I threw her leg over my shoulder and leaned in, inhaling her intoxicating scent. —I'm going to taste you now,— I warned, before diving in and licking a long, slow stripe up her slit.
She cried out, her hands fisting in my hair, holding me in place. —Oh god, Ryota!— she panted, her hips grinding against my face.
I licked and suckled her dripping folds, my tongue delving deep to taste her essence. She was sweet and tangy on my tongue, a flavor I knew I would never get enough of. I circled her clit with the tip of my tongue, flicking and teasing the sensitive nub until she was writhing against me.
—Please, please...— she whimpered, her body tensing, her thighs quivering around my head.
I sucked her clit into my mouth, my lips sealing around the tender flesh, and then I bit down gently, soothing the sting with a long, slow lick.
She screamed, her body convulsing, her pussy clenching around nothing. I felt her juices gush into my mouth as she came undone, her pleasure coating my tongue, filling my mouth, and I swallowed it down greedily.
I didn't let up, continuing to feast on her dripping cunt as she rode out her orgasm. I could feel her thighs trembling around my head, her fingers tightening in my hair. I licked and sucked, prolonging her pleasure until she collapsed back against the wall, her chest heaving.
Only then did I pull back, my chin and lips glistening with her essence. I looked up at her with a wicked grin, my eyes dark and hungry. —You taste fucking incredible,— I growled, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.
Haruna could only whimper in response, her body still shuddering with aftershocks. I stood up, towering over her, and captured her mouth in a searing kiss. She could taste herself on my lips, and it only seemed to inflame her desire.
My hands slid under her shirt, pushing it up and over her head in one swift motion. I took a moment to admire her, clad now in only her bra and panties. Her tits were perfect, the soft mounds fitting perfectly in my large hands. I palmed them roughly, my thumbs brushing over the hard peaks of her nipples.
—You're fucking gorgeous,— I said, my voice low and rough with lust. —I want to ruin you, Haruna. I want to fuck you so hard, so deep, that you'll never forget who you belong to.
She shuddered at my words, a needy whimper escaping her lips. I reached behind her and unclasped her bra, tossing it aside carelessly. Her tits spilled free, and I ducked my head down to take one hard nipple in my mouth, sucking and biting at the sensitive flesh until she was writhing beneath me.
—Please, Ryota,— she begged, her nails raking down my back. —I need you inside me. I need to feel your cock splitting me open, filling me up. Please, fuck me now!
I chuckled darkly, my hand sliding down to palm my aching erection through my pants. —Patience, baby,— I teased, rubbing myself against her thigh. —I'm going to fuck you so hard, you won't be able to walk for days. But first...
I undid my belt and zipper with quick, efficient motions. I shoved my pants and boxers down my legs, freeing my throbbing cock. It sprang out, long, thick and hard, the tip an angry red and leaking with need.
—Fuck, look at that big cock,— I said, fisting myself slowly. —You want it, don't you, Haruna? You want me to split your tight little cunt open on my fat dick? To fill you up until you're dripping with my cum?
I grabbed her thighs, hiking them up around my hips as I lined myself up with her entrance. I could feel the heat radiating off her, the wetness coating my throbbing cock as I rubbed the tip teasingly along her slit.
—Beg for it, Haruna,— I demanded, my voice a low, dominant growl. —Beg for my cock like the needy little slut you are.
She whimpered, her hips bucking desperately as she tried to impale herself on my dick. —Please, Ryota!— she cried out, her voice high and breathy with desire. —Please fuck me with your big, hard cock. I need it so badly, I need you to ruin my tight cunt and fill me up with your hot, thick cum. Please, please fuck me now!
With a feral grin, I gripped her hips and thrust forward, burying my cock balls-deep inside her in one powerful stroke. She screamed, her pussy clenching down like a vice around my invading length. I paused for a moment, letting her adjust to the sudden intrusion, before I started to move.
I set a hard, fast pace, pounding into her willing body with abandon. The obscene sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room as I fucked her, the wet squelch of her arousal easing the way. I could feel her tits bouncing with each thrust, and I leaned down to catch a nipple in my mouth, biting and sucking the sensitive flesh.
—Fuck, you're so tight,— I groaned, my hips snapping forward relentlessly. —I'm going to fucking ruin this cunt. You'll never be able to take another cock after I'm done with you.
She could only moan in response, her body shaking and quivering as I used her for my pleasure. I could feel my balls tightening, my orgasm building at the base of my spine. I was getting close, too close, but I wanted to make sure she came first.
Reaching between our sweat-slicked bodies, I found her clit, rubbing the sensitive nub in tight, hard circles. —Come on, Haruna,— I demanded, my voice rough and urgent. —Come on my cock like the dirty little whore you are. I want to feel this greedy cunt milking my dick as I fill you up.
My words seemed to push her over the edge. Her body convulsed beneath me, her pussy clamping down on my cock like a silken vise. I groaned as I felt her come undone, my own release surging through me. With a final, brutal thrust, I buried myself to the hilt inside her and came, my hot seed erupting from my cock and flooding her hungry womb.
I collapsed against her, my body shaking and twitching as I emptied myself inside her. She clung to me, her legs wrapped around my waist, holding me in place as I pumped load after load of my thick, potent cum into her spasming cunt. I knew I would never be able to pull out, not until I was completely spent and she was overflowing with my essence. This was just the beginning of me claiming her, of making her mine in every way possible.
As we both came down from our intense high, I propped myself up on my elbows to look down at her, a smug grin spreading across my face. I could feel my softening cock still buried deep inside her, our mixed fluids dripping around it and onto the floor.
—You know, Haruna,— I laughed, my voice still hoarse from the effort, —I just stole something very precious from you. Something you can never get back.
She blushed deeply and looked away shyly. —I… I know,— she whispered, her voice small and hesitant. —I gave it to you willingly, Ryota. I wanted you to be the one to receive it.
I laughed, a low, mocking sound. —Aww, you're a sweet little virgin,— I teased, my fingers running down her sternum. —Did you really think this was okay, Haruna? Letting a guy like me, a complete stranger and your long-time abuser, be the one to break your virginity? You have no idea what you've gotten yourself into.
She bit her lip and looked at me with a mix of uncertainty and lingering desire. —I… I trusted you,— she said softly, resting her hands on my chest. —You made me feel safe, even when I shouldn't have. I wanted to give myself to you completely.
I snorted, a wicked glint in my eyes. —You sure? Baby, you're playing with fire now,— I warned, lazily moving my hips against hers. —I'm not a gentle lover. I'm going to keep using this tight little pussy, over and over, until you're nothing but a mess of shit begging for more.
I leaned down to nibble on her earlobe, my voice turning into a dark, sinful purr. —You've opened up. A door you can no longer close, Haruna. You have unleashed a beast, a hunger in me that will not be sated until I have ruined you for all other men. So yes, this was more than fine. It was the best decision you will ever make, because now I can fuck this virgin pussy whenever and however I want. And you will love every second of being my personal sex toy.
As I said those raw words, I felt a sudden pang of regret. I realized that perhaps I had gone too far, been too rough and harsh. Looking at Haruna's shy, flushed face, I felt the need to be gentler, more caring.
I brought my lips to hers and gave them a soft, delicate kiss. It was a stark contrast to the brutal fucking from moments before, but it felt good.
—Haruna,— I murmured against her mouth, —I'm sorry if I was too rough now. I didn't mean to scare you or make you feel uncomfortable. Tell me, sweetheart, are you okay? Did you enjoy our lovemaking, despite my aggressive nature
She smiled softly at me, her eyes shining with warm affection. —I'm more than okay, Ryota,— she assured me, her voice tender and sweet. —I know you have a… passionate side. And it doesn't bother me at all. In fact, I find it arousing.
Relieved and pleased by her response, I kissed her again, lingering longer this time. My tongue ran along the corner of her lips, seeking entry, which she eagerly granted.
—Fine,— I whispered as I pulled back slightly and looked into her eyes, —Because I have no intention of holding back with you, Haruna. I want to explore every depraved and dirty fantasy with you by my side. Would you allow me the honor of being your guide into this world of carnal pleasure?
She nodded and let out a soft moan as my cock twitched inside her, still hard and ready for more. —Yes, Ryota,— she whispered, tightening her legs around my waist. —I want you to teach me everything, to show me the heights of ecstasy I've only read about in books. I trust you completely.
With those sweet, confident words, I knew I would never let her go. She was mine now, body and soul. And I would spend the rest of our days showing her how amazing our love could be.
I smiled mischievously at her eager response, my eyes shining with renewed lust and desire. I knew she could handle my rougher side and I was determined to give it to her in spades.
—Mmm, such a good girl, so willing and eager to learn,— I purred, sliding my hand down to grope her ass possessively. I'm going to enjoy taming you and molding you into the perfect sex toy. When I'm done with you, you'll be begging for my cock every waking moment.
I rolled my hips and ground my hardened cock against her sensitive walls. She gasped and moaned, her nails digging into my shoulders. I could feel her getting wet again already, her body responding eagerly to my touch.
—But first, I want to fuck you in every room in this building, I don't care if we're working,— I growled, my voice dripping with dark promise. —I want to bend you over a counter and take you from behind while you grip the edge like your life depends on it. I want to lay you down on the dining room table and spread your legs wide, devouring your pussy like a hungry man before I thrust into you until the table legs brush the floor.
I leaned down to nibble on her neck, my teeth grazing her pulse. —I want to take you into the bathroom and fuck you, risking our partners discovering our bodies entwined, while I hold you against the tiles. And then, when we're both exhausted and spent, I want to take you into my bed at home and make love to you so tenderly and deeply that you'll feel the ghost of my cock inside you for days.
I captured her mouth in a searing, dominating kiss, my tongue plundering her mouth, claiming every inch of her. When I pulled away, I smirked at her, my eyes burning with lust and hunger.
—Tell me, my sweet little sex toy, are you ready for that?— I asked, with a low, sinful purr. —Because once we start, I won't be able to stop until I've fucked you in every way imaginable. You'll be my personal sex toy, available for my pleasure at all times.
I punctuated my words with a hard thrust of my hips, pushing my cock deep inside her. She cried out, her body shaking and trembling beneath me. I knew she was ready. I knew she wanted it. And I was going to give it to her, over and over again, until she was nothing but a mess.
I smiled mischievously at her eager response, my eyes shining with renewed lust and desire. I knew she could handle my rougher side, and I was determined to give it to her in spades right there in that part of the room.
—Mmm, such an eager sex toy, so ready and willing for whatever I want to do to you,— I purred, my hand sliding down to grope her ass possessively. —Let's start by getting you on all fours. I want to see this sexy ass in the air while I fuck you like the bitch in heat that you are.
She complied quickly, turning around and presenting herself to me. I drank in the sight of her, from her pink, swollen pussy lips glistening with her juices, to her tight little anus winking invitingly at me, to the delicate curve of her back and the graceful line of her neck. It was a vision of pure eroticism.
I knelt behind her and gripped her hips so hard I left bruises. I rubbed the thick head of my cock against her wet folds, caressing her entrance with shallow thrusts that barely passed through before pulling out. She moaned and pushed her hips back against me, trying to force my cock deeper into her eager cunt.
—Not yet,— I teased, giving her a hard slap on the ass, leaving a red handprint blooming on her soft skin. —You can't control when I take you. I decide when I take you.
She moaned in protest, but stopped her movements, submitting to my dominance. I rewarded her obedience by thrusting forward, burying my thick member deep inside her in one brutal thrust. She screamed, her cunt clenching against me like a vice as I began to pound into her, the obscene slap of flesh on flesh echoing through the room.
I fucked her hard and fast, my hips slamming against her ass with each powerful thrust. I could feel her tits bouncing beneath her as I took her from behind, the lewd sight spurring me on. I leaned forward and grabbed her hair in a fist, yanking her head back and forcing her spine to arch as I rammed into her.
—That's it, take my cock like the dirty princess you are,— I growled, breathing hard and fast. —This is what you were created for, wasn't it? To be a pair of holes for me to use whenever and however I wanted.
She could only moan in response, her body shaking and shuddering as I used her. I could feel my orgasm building rapidly, my balls tightening as I got closer and closer to the edge. I knew she was close too, her pussy fluttering and clenching around my exploding cock.
—Come on, cum for me,— I demanded, my voice rough and urgent. —I want to feel this eager pussy milking my cock as I fill you. Do it, Haruna. Cum now!
As I felt her begin to clench and quiver around my cock, I redoubled my efforts, thrusting into her harder and faster. The room filled with the sounds of our copulation: the rubbing of sweaty skin against skin, the creaking of the floor beneath us, and our increasingly desperate moans.
—Yes, yes, yes!— Haruna screamed without thinking, her voice rising in pitch and volume as her climax approached. —Don't stop, don't stop! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!
I leaned over her back, pressing my chest against her sweat-covered skin as I panted hotly in her ear. —That's it, my dirty little sex toy.— I growled, my voice cracking with lust. —Cum on this cock. Soak it with your juices. Show me how much you love being used like a pair of holes.
With one last brutal thrust, I sank all the way into her spasming cunt. Haruna threw her head back and cried out, her pussy clenching around my member like a silken vise as her orgasm crashed into her. I moaned as I felt her come undone, her walls rippling and fluttering around my throbbing cock.
—Fuck yes!— I roared, my own release rippling through my body. I gripped her hips tightly as I emptied myself inside her, spurt after spurt of my hot cum painting her insides. I could feel her hungry womb milking my cock, eager for every drop of my essence.
As we both shook and shuddered in the aftermath of our intense coupling, I collapsed on top of her, pinning her beneath me to the floor. We lay there for a long moment, chests heaving and bodies covered in sweat, basking in the afterglow of our passionate lovemaking.
Finally, I stood up and pulled out of her with a wet slosh, my softening cock slipping from her well-used hole. I rolled onto my back, pulling her with me so she was on my chest. She looked up at me with cloudy, satisfied eyes, a blissful smile plastered across her kiss-swollen lips.
"That was… amazing," she murmured, her voice hoarse from screaming. "I've never felt anything like that before."
I smiled softly at her and stroked my hand through her hair, a tender gesture. "And this is just the beginning, my little insatiable," I promised, my eyes shining with renewed desire.
....
We left the storage area in complete silence, each footstep echoing on the floor in an eerie manner. The atmosphere was different, charged with something I couldn't quite define. My body was still sweaty, my cheeks burning, and my breathing still ragged, but that was nothing compared to the whirlwind in my mind.
I glanced at Haruna. Unlike me, she looked radiant, almost as if she had found something she had been searching for her entire life. Her lips were curved in a light smile, and her gaze radiated something I could only describe as pure happiness.
I tried to arrange my hair with one hand, hoping that would help calm the chaos I felt. But I couldn't ignore what had happened. Thoughts came back like blows: the words I had said to her, charged with a cynicism that now seemed cruel to me, and the act we had committed, so out of place at that time and place.
I paused for a moment, gritting my teeth. What the hell was I doing?
Before I could sink further into my own self-reproaches, I felt a gentle tug on my arm. Haruna had taken my arm and was hugging it tightly, as if she was afraid I would leave her side.
"Haruna…" I began, but couldn't continue.
She looked at me, that unwavering glint in her eyes. For a moment, I thought about saying something, anything to bring us back to reality, but her expression stopped me.
I sighed heavily, running a hand over my face.
"We should call a break for today," I finally said, trying to sound casual, though my voice was still a little hoarse.
Haruna cocked her head, clearly intrigued.
"A break? But there's still a lot of work to do…"
I shook my head, bringing a hand to my forehead.
"Let's lie. We'll say we're sick or something." It's better than being here all day... after... you know.
She let out a soft, shy laugh, her grip on my arm tightening.
—Ryota, you don't have to feel that way. I... I'm fine.—
I didn't know what to say. Sure, she was fine, but was I...?
I looked away, the words stuck in my throat.
—It's not that, Haruna. I just... I think I need your body again.—
Haruna remained silent for a moment before nodding slightly, though she didn't let go of my arm. In her gaze I could see some emotion, but also determination.
And there we were, two people carrying a different but shared weight, walking towards the main area of the shelter with a mix of emotions that we couldn't ignore.
....
Everything was silent, as if the entire shelter was holding its breath after what had happened. From the dimness of the storage area, a small figure slowly emerged, its paws moving awkwardly. It was the dog Ryota had been searching.
Its gaze seemed lost, as if its large dark eyes were searching for something it couldn't quite understand. Despite its cuteness, there was something unsettling about the way its small body trembled, as if a current of fear or helplessness was running through it.
From its position, the pup watched as Ryota and Haruna walked away, their silhouettes fading into the hallway. The sounds of their footsteps were the only thing that broke the silence. The pup took a step forward, but immediately stopped, as if even that movement was too much for it.
Then, it happened. Its fragile body collapsed against the cold floor. A series of heart-wrenching moans escaped its throat, a sound that was more than just fear; It was the pure expression of something broken, of an abandonment that couldn't be explained in words.
The small trembling of his body intensified as his lament echoed weakly in the empty space. His paws tried to move, but they couldn't find the strength. There he remained, curled up on himself, as if his own tiny heart couldn't bear what he had just witnessed.
....
The sun was beginning to set on the horizon, tinting the sky with orange and pink hues. The light coming through the windows of my small apartment softly illuminated every corner, giving it a warm and cozy air. That silence between us was comfortable, so different from the one I usually experienced when I was alone. I felt like my home had completely changed since Ryota agreed to stay with me tonight.
I glanced sideways at the man sitting on my couch. He was there, lying casually, arms crossed behind his head as he watched the television with a calm expression. His hair was still a little messy, and something about his posture radiated a natural confidence that made my heart pound. When his gaze shifted to me, I found myself smiling like a fool. I couldn't help it.
It was so ironic. Years ago, I would never have imagined that this same boy, the one who used to tease me mercilessly at school, the one who drove me crazy with his sarcastic comments and carefree attitude, had now become the person who brought the most happiness to my life. What had once been tears of frustration and loneliness were now smiles full of hope.
I sighed and got up from the couch to go to the kitchen. I wanted to prepare something for the two of us, although there were barely any decent ingredients left in my pantry. As I opened and closed cupboard doors looking for something worthwhile, I couldn't stop thinking about how much my life had changed since Ryota had reappeared in it.
It was a feeling that was hard to explain with words, as if the pieces of a puzzle had finally fit together after years of being lost. By his side, I felt... complete. There was no longer a constant emptiness in my chest, nor that feeling that I was carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders.
"What are you doing standing there?" Ryota's voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I turned to meet his gaze.
"I'm thinking about what I could make for dinner." My response was automatic, but the smile that graced my lips was completely sincere.
He looked at me with that half-mocking, half-charming expression that drove me crazy.
"You don't have to try so hard. Anything will be fine. Although…" He stood up from the couch with a swift movement and leaned against the kitchen door frame, watching me with amused eyes. "If you're going to cook something special, I hope you're not the type to get burned by boiling water."
I rolled my eyes, though I couldn't help but laugh.
"Do you always have to make fun of me? I can kick you out of my house at any moment."
"Oh, really? Try it." He advanced towards me, closing the distance between us. My heart skipped a beat when he stopped just a few inches away, leaning in slightly so our eyes were level. "But I don't think you will. After all, you like me here, don't you?"
I felt heat rising to my cheeks, but I refused to give him the pleasure of seeing me defeated.
"Shut up and sit down. You'll be without dinner if you keep pestering me."
He laughed softly and raised his hands in surrender.
"Okay, okay. I don't want to risk you starving me."
I watched him return to the couch as I tried to focus on what I was doing. But even as I chopped the vegetables and boiled the rice, my mind kept going back to that moment, to the way he'd managed to break down my defenses with just a few words and that shameless smile.
Is this what it means to be in love? —I asked myself as I watched him from the kitchen, still feeling that inexplicable warmth in my chest. For the first time in years, I felt like life had meaning. Ryota wasn't perfect, and our relationship was far from perfect either, but in him I had found something I never thought possible: a reason to dream of a future filled with beautiful and meaningful moments.
....
I couldn't help but smile as I watched you move around the kitchen, your silhouette soft and welcoming in the evening light. The domesticity of the scene, the simple act of you trying to prepare a meal for the two of us, filled me with a warmth I couldn't explain. It was a feeling of belonging, of coming home.
As I relaxed on the couch, I let my eyes roam over your figure, taking in every detail: the way your hair fell over your forehead as you focused on your task, the position of your shoulders, the graceful movements of your hands. Every little gesture was etched in my mind, a beautiful portrait of you at that moment.
I knew I shouldn't tease you so much, but I couldn't help it. Your nervous reactions were too adorable, too tempting not to provoke. I sat up, my eyes never leaving yours as I spoke.
"Hey, you know, if you're really that eager to get rid of me, you can always say so. I could even make it easy for you," I smiled, my voice low and playful.
I stood up from the couch and walked over to you, closing the distance between us until I was just inches away from you. I could feel the heat radiating from your skin, I could see your pulse beating at the base of your throat. It took a great effort not to reach out and touch you, to pull you closer and show you how much I wanted to stay with you.
"But I don't think you want that," I murmured, looking down at your lips before raising my gaze to meet your eyes. "Do you want that, Haruna? Do you really want me to leave?"
I leaned closer, my breath brushing against your cheek as I spoke softly into your ear. "Because I don't want to go anywhere. I want to stay here, with you. I want to watch you cook, I want to sit across from you at the table while we eat. I want to fall asleep with you in my arms and wake up with you by my side."
I pulled away a little, just enough to gauge your reaction. I could see the way your eyes widened, the soft blush that colored your cheeks. I knew I was playing with fire, pushing you over the edge. But I couldn't stop myself. I was addicted to you, to the way you made me feel alive.
"Tell me, Haruna," I whispered, my voice barely above a whisper, "do you want me to stay? Because I want nothing more than to be here, with you, for as long as you want me."
....
I felt my cheeks burn brightly as Ryota invaded my personal space. His closeness made my heart pound in my chest. I swallowed hard, trying to find my voice as I looked at him with wide, almost shy eyes.
"Do you really want to stay?" I asked quietly, not quite believing my ears. "I'm not… I mean, I'm not a gourmet chef, though, and this place is nothing impressive compared to fancy restaurants…"
My words trailed off as I vaguely gestured around the cozy apartment around us. It was the first real home I'd had in years, and having Ryota here, wanting to be here… it meant more to me than I could express.
I bit my bottom lip and looked away for a moment before looking back up at him through my lashes. "I… I want you to stay too," I admitted quietly, my voice barely more than a whisper. "More than anything, Ryota. I love… I love having you here."
The word love hung heavily in the air between us, and I could feel my blush deepening. I wasn't ready to say it out loud, to bare my soul completely. But I could feel it, burning in my chest. I loved him. I loved everything about him.
Almost unconsciously, I took a small step toward him, drawn by his warmth, his scent, the pure magnetism of his presence. I could feel the heat of his body seeping into mine, could see his eyes darken as he looked at me.
"I want to… cook for you," I murmured, my voice shaking slightly. "I want to make something special, something you'll remember. Something… something that will show you how much it means to me that you stay here."
I cautiously reached out and brushed my fingertips across his chest before letting go. I could feel the firmness of his muscles beneath his shirt, the way his heart beat steadily beneath my touch. It made me feel boldly, shyly, and achingly, hopelessly in love.
"Stay with me, Ryota," I whispered, looking into his eyes. "Stay tonight. Stay… stay forever. Please."
As I stood there, heart racing and palms sweating, I could feel a different kind of hunger building between us. It was a raw, primal desire that made my core throb and my skin prickle in anticipation. I licked my lips nervously as I looked up at Ryota, my eyes burning with a new intensity.
"Ryota," I whispered, my voice husky and low, "I want… I need… I need you to touch me. Please."
I boldly pressed my curves against his hard, muscled body, letting him feel every inch of my soft, yielding body. My nipples strained against the thin fabric of my top, craving his touch, his mouth. I arched into him, a breathy moan escaping my lips as I felt his hardness pressing insistently against my belly.
"I want you to throw me over the kitchen counter and fuck me until I scream," I panted, my inhibitions diminishing by the second. I want you to claim me, to mark me, to make me yours in every way possible. I want to feel your cock opening me up, filling me up, fucking me so hard and deep that I'll be ruined for anyone else.
I grabbed the hem of my shirt and slowly lifted it up, revealing the creamy expanse of my skin inch by torturous inch. I carelessly tossed it aside, baring my breasts to his hungry gaze. They bounced slightly as I breathed shakily, my nipples hard and throbbing, begging for his touch.
"Please, Ryota," I moaned, my hand sliding down to caress the hard bulge in his pants. "I'm already so wet for you. I need your cock inside me again. I need you to fuck me, to fill me, to fertilize me. Make me scream your name until the neighbors know who's ruining me tonight."
I rubbed against him shamelessly, my hips undulating, my breath coming in desperate gasps. I was drowning in lust, in love, in the all-consuming need to be one with him. I wanted him to take me, to use me, to make me his personal sex toy for the night. And I wanted it now.
....
Fuck, the way Haruna was looking at me, touching me, begging me... it was driving me absolutely crazy with desire. I could see the raw, unbridled lust burning in her eyes, I could feel the heat of her body as it pressed against mine. It took every ounce of self-control not to simply bend her over the counter and take her right there.
I growled softly, my voice hoarse with arousal as I grabbed her hips and pulled her closer to me. I could feel her tits, soft and plump, cushioning my chest. I could feel her nipples, hard little peaks begging to be sucked, bitten, marked. I wanted to put my mouth on them, leave my marks all over her creamy skin.
"Such a dirty girl," I rasped as my hands ran hungrily over her curves. "You're so desperate for my cock, aren't you? You want me to fuck that tight pussy of yours so hard, so deep, until you scream my name?"
I punctuated my words by rubbing my stiff member against hers, letting her feel every thick, throbbing inch. She gasped and moaned, her hips rolling to meet mine, and I could feel her wetness dripping through the fabric of her pants.
"Fuck, you're soaked," I moaned, sliding my fingers beneath the waistband of her pants to feel her slick folds. "So fucking wet and ready for me." You want me to shove my big, hard cock deep in this hungry little pussy, don't you?
I pulled her pants and panties down in one swift motion, exposing her glistening sex to my hungry gaze. I could smell her arousal, could see her pink folds glistening and quivering with need. I circled her entrance with one finger, teasing her, before sinking two thick fingers knuckle-deep into her soaking pussy.
"Tell me, Haruna," I demanded, as I pumped my fingers hard in and out of her burning cunt, "tell me how much you need it. Beg for my cock like the desperate little slut you are. Let me hear how much you want me to ruin this pussy.
I couldn't hold back any longer. With a feral growl, I swept my arm across the kitchen counter, sending plates and utensils clattering to the floor. In one smooth motion, I lifted Haruna up and sat her on the edge, parting her knees to position herself between them. She gasped, her eyes wide and dark with lust as she watched me unbuckle my belt and pull my pants down my legs, freeing my throbbing, aching cock.
"Oh god, Ryota," she moaned as the cock sprang free and swung heavily between us. "It's so big. So fucking big."
I smiled at her shocked expression, wrapping a hand around my thick member and giving it a few slow thrusts. "You want this big cock inside this tight little pussy, don't you, dirty girl?" I growled, reaching over and rubbing the swollen head teasingly along her dripping slit.
She moaned, bucking her hips as she tried to impale herself on my member. "Please, Ryota," she begged, her voice high and breathy. "Please, I need it. I need your cock so bad. I want you to split me in two, fuck me so hard I can't walk straight for days."
With a feral grin, I grabbed her thighs and dragged her to the edge of the counter. In one brutal thrust, I pushed my hips forward, burying every thick inch of my aching cock up to the balls in her soaking wet pussy. She screamed, her head falling back as her pussy clamped down on me like a vice, gripping me so tightly I swore I could feel every ridge and vein on my member.
"Fuck, you're so fucking tight," I growled, giving her a moment to adjust before I started moving. I pulled out until only the tip remained inside her before I rammed back into her, setting a hard, relentless pace as I penetrated her again and again.
Her tits bounced with each thrust and I couldn't resist leaning down to capture a stiff nipple between my teeth. I bit down hard, almost too hard, soothing the sting with my tongue as I sucked and licked the sensitive bud. Haruna moaned, her fingers tangling in my hair as she held me to her chest.
I felt her start to clench around me, her thighs shaking and her breathing becoming ragged and desperate. I knew she was close. I reached between us to rub her clit in tight, hard circles, wanting to feel her cum on my cock.
"That's it, baby," I panted against her skin, my hips never wavering in their brutal rhythm. "Cum on my cock. Wet it until it cums. I want to feel this hungry pussy milking me for every last drop of cum."
I could feel myself releasing, my balls tightening as I drove into her harder, deeper, chasing my finish. I wanted to fill her, fill her with my seed until it dripped down her thighs. I wanted to mark her, claim her, possess her fully and completely.
....
I felt my body tense, my core tightening around Ryota's cock as he pounded into me relentlessly. The pleasure was building, until I was on the verge of ecstasy. I felt every ridge and vein of his thick length dragging against my sensitive walls, warming my nerves with the sensation.
"Oh, God, Ryota," I cried out, my voice cracking as I clung to his shoulders. "I'm… I'm going to… Ahhhh!"
My words dissolved into a cry of ecstasy as my climax crashed into me like a freight train. My pussy clenched against him like a silk vise, rippling and fluttering as I came apart in his arms. Wave after wave of pure, molten ecstasy ripped through me, my body convulsing with its force.
Through the haze of my orgasm, I vaguely heard Ryota's voice, low and rough with his impending release. "That's it, baby," he growled, his hips never wavering in their brutal rhythm. "Fuck, cum on my cock. Soak it in. I want to feel this hungry little pussy milking me dry."
I could only moan breathily in response, my nails scraping down his back as I gave in to the overwhelming pleasure. I could feel his length throbbing inside me, could sense he was close. The thought of him cumming inside me, filling me, marking me as his… it sent another shuddering jolt through my body.
As the last waves of my climax faded, Ryota captured my mouth in a searing kiss, his tongue delving deep to claim me completely. When he finally pulled away, he looked up at me with half-lidded eyes, his expression raw and hungry.
—Haruna,— he said huskily, a low, seductive murmur against my ear. —We're just getting started, baby. I'm going to fuck you all night long, in every room in this apartment, until you're too tired to even think about leaving here. I'm going to fill your pussy over and over again until you're dripping with my cum.
He punctuated his words with a hard thrust of his hips, grinding his pelvis against my sensitive clit. I gasped, feeling my body begin to respond eagerly to his promise. The thought of a long night of carnal, passionate lovemaking ahead sent a shiver of anticipation down my spine.
—Yes,— I whispered, wrapping my arms around his neck as I looked up at him with a sultry smile. —Take me, Ryota. Use me, fill me, ruin me for anyone else. I am yours, all yours, as long as you want me.
With that statement, I sealed my lips with his again, pouring all my desire, all my need, into the passionate kiss. I could feel his cock still hard and thick inside me, ready to take me to even greater heights of pleasure. The night was still young, and I couldn't wait to see what other pleasures Ryota had in store for us.