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Mar. 13th, 2010 03:01 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Anri doesn't like the way guys look at her.
She never has. While Mika would flaunt and flirt, Anri would hide in the background with her arms crossed sedately over herself. Anri always kept her shirts buttoned all the way up, and she would use safety pins to keep the gap between the fourth and fifth buttons of her shirts closed. No matter how nice guys seemed, they always stared at Anri's breasts sooner or later.
It made her uncomfortable.
"Mi…" Anri's breath hitched and she pressed the back of her hand against her gasping mouth. This was embarrassing. "P-Please don't touch…" Mikado stopped touching her breasts, instead placing his hands on her hips. Anri turned her head away to catch her breath, fully aware that her cheeks were bright red.
"Sonohara-san?" Mikado sounded so sweet. And he was, he was really sweet. Anri never felt uncomfortable around Mikado, she never caught him staring at her breasts, or her legs. Mikado always seemed to look Anri in the eye. Mikado was nice too, and he knew her secret, he knew all her secrets.
Just like she knew his.
"Sorry, Mikado…" Anri brushed hair out of her face and turned to look. Mikado sat between Anri's spread legs with his own legs folded underneath him. His blazer was set off to the side, and the top three buttons of his shirt were undone. There was a red hickey on the side of Mikado's neck, and Anri's flush grew brighter when she remembered she had put it there.
"This is my first time." Anri admitted quietly.
"It's mine too." Mikado assured her, one hand moving up and down on her waist soothingly. "I've never really done this before. It's-"
"No." Anri cut Mikado off. "I don't just mean…"
She didn't just mean the sex, which was what they were headed towards, she meant all of this. She meant their relationship, Anri had only ever been this close to Mika, she meant the intimacy between them, she meant the fact that she was letting him touch her breasts and she did not feel uncomfortable, she meant…
Mikado smiled that shy smile that made Anri's heart palpitate. "I know, Sonohara-san." A shy kiss was pressed against Anri's lips, and Mikado's mouth moved. "Me too." Anri's eyes slid shut when Mikado kissed her, her hands slipping down Mikado's back to pull him close. Mikado's hands slid up under Anri's shirt and ghosted across her belly button. Slowly their clothes disappeared, shirts off, Anri's bra wrestled off, Mikado's belt tossed aside, pants and skirt slid to mingle together on the floor, white panties and striped boxers kicked off somewhere in the dark. They wrapped themselves around each other, bodies naked and slippery, Mikado slipped inside Anri, and Anri tossed her head back against the pillow, her arms grabbing Mikado's hips and pulling him closer.
They made love. They had sex. They got to know each other biblically.
Afterwards Mikado lay with his head pillowed between Anri's breasts while Anri stared at the ceiling, her fingers combing through Mikado's short hair.
Mikado knew all her secrets.
But Anri knew Mikado's secrets too.
She never has. While Mika would flaunt and flirt, Anri would hide in the background with her arms crossed sedately over herself. Anri always kept her shirts buttoned all the way up, and she would use safety pins to keep the gap between the fourth and fifth buttons of her shirts closed. No matter how nice guys seemed, they always stared at Anri's breasts sooner or later.
It made her uncomfortable.
"Mi…" Anri's breath hitched and she pressed the back of her hand against her gasping mouth. This was embarrassing. "P-Please don't touch…" Mikado stopped touching her breasts, instead placing his hands on her hips. Anri turned her head away to catch her breath, fully aware that her cheeks were bright red.
"Sonohara-san?" Mikado sounded so sweet. And he was, he was really sweet. Anri never felt uncomfortable around Mikado, she never caught him staring at her breasts, or her legs. Mikado always seemed to look Anri in the eye. Mikado was nice too, and he knew her secret, he knew all her secrets.
Just like she knew his.
"Sorry, Mikado…" Anri brushed hair out of her face and turned to look. Mikado sat between Anri's spread legs with his own legs folded underneath him. His blazer was set off to the side, and the top three buttons of his shirt were undone. There was a red hickey on the side of Mikado's neck, and Anri's flush grew brighter when she remembered she had put it there.
"This is my first time." Anri admitted quietly.
"It's mine too." Mikado assured her, one hand moving up and down on her waist soothingly. "I've never really done this before. It's-"
"No." Anri cut Mikado off. "I don't just mean…"
She didn't just mean the sex, which was what they were headed towards, she meant all of this. She meant their relationship, Anri had only ever been this close to Mika, she meant the intimacy between them, she meant the fact that she was letting him touch her breasts and she did not feel uncomfortable, she meant…
Mikado smiled that shy smile that made Anri's heart palpitate. "I know, Sonohara-san." A shy kiss was pressed against Anri's lips, and Mikado's mouth moved. "Me too." Anri's eyes slid shut when Mikado kissed her, her hands slipping down Mikado's back to pull him close. Mikado's hands slid up under Anri's shirt and ghosted across her belly button. Slowly their clothes disappeared, shirts off, Anri's bra wrestled off, Mikado's belt tossed aside, pants and skirt slid to mingle together on the floor, white panties and striped boxers kicked off somewhere in the dark. They wrapped themselves around each other, bodies naked and slippery, Mikado slipped inside Anri, and Anri tossed her head back against the pillow, her arms grabbing Mikado's hips and pulling him closer.
They made love. They had sex. They got to know each other biblically.
Afterwards Mikado lay with his head pillowed between Anri's breasts while Anri stared at the ceiling, her fingers combing through Mikado's short hair.
Mikado knew all her secrets.
But Anri knew Mikado's secrets too.