I sit wondering if she?EUR(TM)ll be by tonight, knowing fully well that she might not since she ?EURis- traveling. Is this what it?EUR(TM)s like for her when I leave for lengthy periods of time? I take a piece of crumpet, chewing it slowly. Bland, even with the butter slathered on top. But I heard from the old man that this goes well with tea, it was Nor?EUR(TM)s favorite he said. Well I doubt it would go well with cold English tea which will probably be in a little while.
I look at my cigarette just an arm?EUR(TM)s throw away. I would smoke but I don?EUR(TM)t feel like it at the moment. This would make it the sixth time since I?EUR(TM)ve missed her birthday that spring. With a sigh, I reach into my pocket, it?EUR(TM)s still there. ?EURGood-. Lighting up the cinnamon scented candles, I go back to mulling how I can make it up this time.
(OOC: Saitou is in the tatami room)
Well into the 2nd week of July… Summertime
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I enter, having the invitation come to me, delighted…. I stand there -delighted- to see him in front of me again. I wonder if at first, if I am dreaming, of being with him as I’ve been longing for, Grandmother had a term for it…
“Hajime…” I say his name, in that low, tender way that I reserve just for saying his name. Sitting in our tatami room, with… tea? Snacks? I come closer, sitting down on his lap, not speaking again until I’m -set-…. my arms around him, my head resting on his shoulder to where my forehead rests against his neck. “Ah… I’ve -missed- you.” And then I kiss him, just to show him in a wordless way… just how much that was.
She calls my name in that soft way, that only she would know how. I look up just watching her as she comes closer and settles on my lap.
She tells me she missed me and I circle my arms around her waist. ?EURoeI missed you too.?EUR? I say quietly. The past few weeks has been quiet, -too- quiet. And yet here we are both wordless, sharing a kiss that probably expresses more when words fail us. Closing my eyes, I relish the calmness her kisses brings. Slowly I let her go and look at her. A small and awkward smile settle on my lips. It?EUR(TM)s as if I?EUR(TM)ve not felt good in ages.
?EURoeHow are you??EUR? And so it goes the small talk, words are failing me again.
He kisses me back, his arms around me, and he smiles, not a usual one… I know it’s been hard on both of us
Slowly I grin at him. “But I missed you -more-” I tease, wishing to bring out his real grin. “My hands feel -useless- not having made soba, brought coffee or lit a cigarette… or done this…” I touch his hair, weaving my fingers through it, thinking how -soft- it is to touch yet how well it keeps its “style”… “Sofa-san missed you, as did futon-san…” I laugh, and pull him close to me. “And how about… how nice this lap is?” I kiss along his neck, nipping playfully.
I chuckle slightly, “You speak as if sofa-san and futon-san are dear old friends…” Well in a way they are but she was the one who started calling our loyal subjects as if they were real. Now if only I can remember who got their “Honoraries” first, futon-san or sofa-san?
She plays with my bangs and I let her. It’s become a habit of hers much like the lap sitting. I touch her arm and then remember… “You should eat a little something first before you play with me. I mean with my bangs.” I grin and hand her a cup of white tea. “Do you like syrup on your crumpets or just butter?”
“Well we’ve had them as … “witnesses” to some very personal moments,” I laugh. “And they keep our secrets – I’ve yet to see either one blabbing to say, the table.” I must sound silly, but I can with him.
He then hands me tea, and I’m surprised that it’s all English. “What a nice change?” I smile up at him. “And you made me tea? Oh, this is a special late birthday!” I know he doesn’t like tea at all and only suffers some here and there for me.
“Just butter,” I tell him. The sweetness of syrup might dull my sense of taste in case theres’s something tasty later… I lean up to take a nibble of his earlobe just to get that taste before taking the tea and having a sip. “Ah, a very refreshing taste. Thank you.”
?EURoeAnd they keep our secrets – I?EUR(TM)ve yet to see either one blabbing to say, the table.?EUR?
Suddenly I can’t help but to laugh and I bury my head on her shoulder to try to stop. It takes a little while to get my composure back as I squeeze her waist rather tightly, but finally I’m able to lift my head from her shoulder.
?EURoeAnd you made me tea? Oh, this is a special late birthday!?EUR?
I don’t meet her eyes as she speaks. “Ah well I can make a passable tea, especially this kind. None of the usual fuss green tea requires.” I sigh a little and meet her eyes. Softly I say, “I’m sorry for missing your birthday again.” I hand her the buttered crumpet and kiss her cheek. “But let me make it up to you after you eat.”
Looking down, I realize there’s no fruit. That would’ve been good for her and the baby.
I laugh with him, feeling him relax in my arms, and rejoicing in it… I kiss the top of his head, burying my face in his hair.
I take a sip, “this is more than -passable-, you’ve done a very good job,” I smile at him, he chose a good one, some of the Western teas can be bitter. I eat the crumpet he offers, “I was glad to get your message on my birthday, I would have liked to have visited that garden with you but your message…” I grin slowly. “I told you then, that you made a woman -happy- to be getting older.”
I eat perhaps too fast, wondering what “making it up to me” will entail…?
?EURoethis is more than -passable-, you?EUR(TM)ve done a very good job,?EUR?
With a fluid motion, I settle behind her and settle my chin on her shoulder. “Ah… Glad to hear my hime doesn’t just think it’s passable.”
She eats and I smell the nape of her neck. She does smell good, much better than that garden she was talking about. “I was concerned you didn’t get it.” I still remember pestering the ahou to send it again. I wonder if she thought I was rather desperate? Ah… Well if it wasn’t obvious then, it certainly is obvious now.
She eats with some urgency. I’m – surprised-. “Now don’t tell me that writer of yours did not feed you.” I reach from behind place a little milk into her tea, setting it to her left and then butter another crumpet. From here I can smell her hair, it would be so easy to bury my nose there and forget about letting her eat.
Quickly I get up from behind her, “I’ll be right back.” Leaving the room, I head for the kitchen.
(OOC: Saitou is out of the room)
I smile at him as he moves so -quickly-… and feeling his breath on the back of my neck. “I didn’t get your first message until much later, I’m glad you sent it again.” I look back over at him, he went to so much work to make my birthday special.
He keeps providing me with food, adding milk to my tea. “Oh, I eat well enough, even if she eats all of that -chicken-.” I lean back against him and steal a kiss, but he’s gone before I can enjoy it. I grin slightly, isn’t it usually me running off to the kitchen? I enjoy the second crumpet, waiting, trying to listen into the kitchen to wonder what he’s doing…
It took a moment but I did find something good to go along with the kiwi fruit I bought. I’m glad she keeps healthy things in her kitchen. Going back inside, after washing my hands, I set the dessert on the table. “You should have some of these when you’re done.” I say, “Cucumber and ginger is -good- for you and the kiwi should be sweet enough.”
I start to touch her, gently letting my fingers feel the muscles on her shoulder and neck. “How is your arm feeling?” I’ve heard she might’ve overdone the stabbings these past few days. I am worried she may have strained something.
“Ooh…” I look at the bowl he brought me. “This will be very good for me.” I take a bite, enjoying the sweetness of the kiwi (and the crunchy little seeds), the coolness of the cucumber, and the unique flavor of the ginger. I kiss his cheek, letting my lips linger, brushing down to his jawline. Then I remember the treat he brought me, and smile thinking that it’s not just for me that he brought such a healthy treat.
As I eat I feel his fingertips on my neck and shoulder. “Well I try to warm up first. Stay -flexible-,” I say, grinning. “After all, I couldn’t have my arms too sore to put around you. That would defeat ah, the -purpose- of the stabbings.” I lean back against him. “But keep there, on my shoulder, that feels nice.” I eat another piece of cucumber, to stay -cool-…
?EURoeThis will be very good for me.?EUR?
I nod and smile, my eyes closing, just so glad to hear her say it will be good for her. I get a kiss in return and I do enjoy her soft lips on my cheek staying there just a tad longer than usual.
I keep my hands on her shoulder as she requested, slowly kneading but my hands drift down to her left upper arm. With a little “nudging” I’m able to open her kimono somewhat and let that fall below her shoulder. Her skin there is just begging me to bite into it but I refrain. I take the oil I had in my pocket and rub it between my hands. The smell of coconut already diffusing to the air. Ah the things I do for this woman… I return my attentions to kneading her shoulders, back down to her stabbing arm. It deserve it the most after all.
I feel his hands on my bare skin, and a delighted shiver runs through me. I eat the last bit of kiwi, that is cooling as well… ah, not so much.
Then something wonderful perfumes the room, and I inhale… something that recalls the tropics. I put down my empty fruit bowl and slide my right arm fully out of my kimono, making the entire half of it fall down, displaying my breast. “Lower on the arm, and my hand, too?” I lean back, rubbing my cheek against his… he does take good care of me, and now, to the arm that’s had quite the workout during our time apart. “Mmm… you are -very- good with your hands Hajime, have I told you that before?”
Ah well I didn’t want to undress her myself, after all that would be putting pressure on her. But she does so willfully and now the warmth of her body is seeping even through my shirt. It would be so good to brush my skin squarely against hers but I content myself with just touching her with my hands and the rubbing of our cheeks.
?EURoeLower on the arm, and my hand, too??EUR?
“Yes of course.” I say it rather hoarsely. I swallow and reach out, up to her finger tips and twine those fingers in mine. I look at her fingers for a moment, it would look good on her I think. Softly I massage each of her fingers that has seen as much work as mine.
?EURoeMmm?EUR? you are -very- good with your hands Hajime, have I told you that before??EUR?
“No you didn’t.” I whisper, “but I’m glad that you said so because I don’t have a point of reference.”
It is true after all, there are some things I never thought I’d do. I wonder why? Releasing one of her hands, I let my free hand cup one of her breast and squeeze slightly. Not able to resist, I start planting light kisses on her neck.
“I don’t want to get oil on your shirt,” I murmur, turning slightly so my left hand can unbutton his shirt, and push it open. I bite my lip not to grin at the sight of him… leaning back so I can feel my skin against his, from our cheeks together to my back, pressed against his warm chest.
He sees to my hand, and it relaxes, the muscles and tendons almost melting under his careful attentions. That he treats even the rough spots well…
“Are you sure? I always try to make it a point to tell you when you make me happy…” I grin over at him, my lips again on his cheek, lingering, tasting… how could a -cheek- be such a wonderful spot?
Then I feel his touch on my breast, and I moan, leaning back more into him, arching up my back slightly, to press into his hand, a jolt of delight singing through me at his squeeze, and at his kisses on my neck. “Mmmm…” With my hand now free, I tug down the other side of my kimono, and reach for his other hand.
(OOC: Sleeping but tomorrow someone says it’s on IM. He’ll wait for her to sign on that evening.)
Hajime: *setting: tatami room; saitou with hide same night* I’m here to use my rain check. *kisses her* How are you feeling Hide?
Hide: *grins at seeing him* Good, I wanted you to use that -soon-. *smiles and pulls him down to sit next to her* I’m feeling well, how have you been? Eating enough? *sighs*
Hajime: *doesn’t really answer and kisses her again* I’m glad to hear that. I was getting a little worried. *pulls slightly away* I -know- you can’t stand being away from me. *grins*
Hide: *frowns at the non-answer* I have dinner ready, if you’re hungry for something besides my kisses. *steals one* Hmmm… that is right. It’s -hard- to be away from you, but I do like the reunions. *smiles* Zaru soba for a hot night? And some sashimi? *nuzzles his neck*
Hajime: Hmm dinner. *bends down, kissing her cheek then down the side of her neck, disappearing behind her ear* *softly whispers* I think you know what I’d like for dinner. *squeezes her waist* How about we go visit your friend, futon-san?
Hide: I think I’d like to have that dinner. *puts her arms around him and holds him close as he kisses behind her ear, kissing his cheek, her hands stroking his back and shoulders* Our old friend futon-san has missed us terribly but I am sure it is ready for a “workout”. *grins as she stands* Tonight… I’ll even walk upstairs myself. *laughs, and grabs his hand to lead him up the stairs*
Hajime: *catches himself being too “wanting”. wanting to throw her down on the futon that is.* *grabs her right after they get out of the room and carries her upstairs, wasting no time to close the door* *looks down on futon-san and was about to throw her down but remembers something about her* *sighs and places her down gently instead* I just found out why we’ve been neglecting your sofa-san. *towers over her removing his shirt, quickly undoes her kimono* But perhaps it’s a good idea to spend quality time in the bedroom, i mean futon-san missed you. *grins and starts showering her face with hungry kisses*
Hide: *laughs as he still carries her, and lays down as he sets her down. *helps him set her kimono to the side, and pulls down the pin holding her hair up* Well we did promise in our New Years plan of “household appreciation” not to forget about our nice, dear futon-san. *grins, loving how all the special places in this house have names* *watches him undress* Tatami-sama can’t have -all- the fun this year. *wraps her arms around him as he kisses her, smilng as she tries to kiss him back, feeling the heat that’s been kindling in her flare up as she feels the bare skin of his chest against hers, so warm…* *finally catches his lips, engaging him in a long, slow kiss, her tounge darting in to dance with his as her hands skim down his back, then to his waistband, as he still is -half- dressed…
Hajime: *nods only at that feeling his heat starting to choke him as she undoes her hair the way he likes it* *notices her hand on his waist band and he removes his belt* *returns her kiss ardently, his desire going unchecked and when her tongue flickered against his, the hand on her soft neck tightened somewhat* Ah sumana… that didn’t hurt did it? *clears his throat, watching her already fully naked before him* *thinks: it’s truly been a -while*
Hide: *with the belt off, she goes to the fastenings of his pants, undoing the buttons* *shakes her head at his question, she had barely noticed, being swept up in kissing him* Not a bit. *smiles, her eyes flickering with fire as she looks at him again, and her hand rises to run across his chest* *feels his eyes on her, and reaches for his hand, placing it on her breast, as the nipple tightens under his touch* *softly* I’ve needed so badly to be kissed by you, to be touched by you… *pulls him close so that she can bury her head against his neck, and inhale his scent* Mmmm…
Hajime: Ah good. *eyes soften for a moment but harden again as she guides his hand to touch her breast* *hoarsely* You think you’re the only one who needed this? *runs his hand through her hair before bending down to kiss her some more, clamping his mouth against her until he couldn’t breathe* *then makes a blazing trail of kisses down until he reached one of her peaks and took the nipple into his mouth* *closes his eyes, wanting to taste her more* You taste good Hide. *grins and finishes the work on his pants, now both of them fully unclothed*
Hide: *smiles softly* Oh, I -know- this is very mutual… *gasping and slightly dizzy as he breaks the long, breathless kiss* Ah… *laughs slightly, just -happy- to be with him again* *moans as his mouth finds her breast, caressing his shoulders and neck as that “hot” feeling keeps rising* *grins down at him* Do I? I could say the same about you… *takes his hand to her lips, and sucks on one finger, keeping her eyes on him* You taste wonderful… *moves his hand back to her chest* *looks down at him, now naked, thinking about -need-… his is physically obvious, but the evidence of hers is now making itself known as she shifts her hips slightly and she feels that wetness coming from within.*
Hajime: *he’d answer her but she’s doing -that- thing again* *eyes narrows as he watches her tasting him but then it doesn’t escape him that she’s inspecting him* It’s rude to stare if you’re not going to do anything. Or at least help finish what you started. *thinks: ah… now where did that come from?*
Hide: But you’re good to look at… but you’re right… *scoots down so more of him is within her reach* *runs her hands across the broadness of his shoulders, down to his chest and the firmness of his stomach… *leans up to kiss him as she continues her journey across his body* *finally finds his shaft, her fingers dance along its firm length as she lightly bites his neck inbetween kisses* *moves back up to his ear, sucking lightly on his earlobe as she strokes his rod, and down further to caress the sacs below* *whispers* Of course, I’m not finished with you…
Hajime: *stiffles a groan as she starts to work on him* *enjoying the attentions she’s giving him, lets his hand roam her body all over, from her shoulders down to her waist* *tweaking her nipples slightly and biting her shoulder to fight from groaning as she caresses him below* You better -not- be hime… *reaches down between her legs* Or your ookami won’t return the favor. *feels her wet there already, grins at her then catches her lips for quick kiss*
Hide: I have a lot more planned my ookami-sama tonight… *grins as she catches him for another kiss* *groans at his touches down her body, and at her sensitive nipples* *arches her hips against his hand as she feels his fingers at the entrance of her womanhood, and parts her legs further, as she keeps one hand on his shaft, moving at a slow pace* See what you’ve started there?
Hajime: *raises his eyebrows at her* No. I’ve not “seen”. *grins and pushes her back down to lie on the bed.* *places her legs on his shoulder so he can inspect her down there* *kisses the insides of her legs, surprised that it’s about as soft as her breast* *but he doesn’t tarry there too long wanting to truly taste her, he settles his mouth on her mound drinking in her juices* *thinks: “good”* *laps in between her slit before letting his tongue flicker against her now swelling bud* *lets a finger slide inside her, feeling her muscles for any changes* *making sure before he takes her*
Hide: *laughs softly as he goes down to “see”, but it doesn’t last long as she feels his kisses leading there, and then to where he’s fully engaging her… lies back on the futon, sweat breaking out across her face as she tries not to writhe too much, but she can’t keep her hips from moving slightly as his tongue is replaced by his finger, and the fire becomes scorching and the need from within becomes something that is getting harder to hold back* *tugs on his hand* Hajime…
Hajime: *it never fails, everytime he tastes her he losses his senses, his thirst for her always so insatiable* *he suckles her harder as his fingers stops checking and starts finding their own rhythm in her* *how he loved tasting her like this* *his free hand reaches up to squeeze one of her breast, but the go down to pull her closer to him* *suddenly he feels a tug on his hand and hazily he looks up at her moaning his name* *he groans and pulls himself up but doesnt remove his fingers in her* *pats her hair with his free hand, while he looks at her face and plants a soft kiss on her lips* *through panting breath he asks* Are you alright?
Hide: *begins to whimper as both his mouth and his fingers spread delight through her* *smiles at him, as she tries to breathe, as he comes up* I’m alright. Much more than alright… *smiles again, her eyes shining, her cheeks pink* *kisses him back, and moves his hand* *whispers* I need you… *moves herself under him, shifting her hips upward to take his shaft into her wet, eager womanhood, letting him fully feel him* *wraps her arms around him, and as sweat breaks out across her forehead, as her inner muscles grip him as she kisses him again* *in panting breath* I need to hold you -close-… oh, Hajime… *starts to move with him, not able to keep herself still anymore*
Hajime: *looks down at her smiling* Good. *thinks: remember she said she’ll be fine?* *kisses her back and lets her handle his entrance* *winces a little at the contact, she’s tighter than usual and he wonders if it’s because of -that-* *chuckles as he tries to get his arms around her* Hide you feel wonderful and -tight-. *clamps his mouth against her as he digs into her, not lifting his body away remembering her request* * his thrust well calculated as to not too much pressure on her, knowing fully well he’s much larger than her* *buries his head in her neck and starts to bite there as he tries not give into wantonly thrusting* *thinks: Kami… This is going to kill me.*
Hide: *grins at his comments about how she “feels”* Mmm…. you feel good in me. *feels his bite, hoping it’ll leave a mark for her to enjoy in the next few days, but he seems…* *whispers, her voice ragged, as she moves her arms* Don’t hold back… you won’t hurt us… I need my ookami-sama tonight… *kisses him and moves her hips faster, urging him to go with her*
Hajime: *thinks: she wants me to…* *raises his head, lets her set the pace with her hips, holds her gaze as he builds up the pace that she’s set* *wonders how she knows these things* *bends down to kiss her but then his needs start showing and he closes his eyes as he allows himself to pound into her* *thinks: It’s fine. It’ll be fine. You promised remember* *opens his eyes, trapping her head between his arms as he thrust with much urgency, growling as he did so. how he needed this so badly, he didn’t truly realize* *his hand starts to dig into her hair, his knuckles turning white as he feels that familiar pain in his abdomen* *in between pants he says* I’m close Hide. *closes his eyes, lifting her with each push till finally he feels it explode inside him, he feels himself pouring so completely in her*
Hide: *he finally moves with her, and her body takes it in, her softness and his hardness meeting to create something wonderful on top of futon-san* *opens her eyes to see him looking down at her, and managers to smile as she’s gasping for breath* *His -growls-… ah… what an inducement those are, urging her on, as she moves with him, the pace that goes faster and faster and harder and harder, each thrust seeming to carry more with it* *hears him say… and as she feels his release within her, it sets her off, her hands digging into him as she shakes, spiraling up into pleasure, crying out his name finally as it rushes throughout her entire being, and finally, she falls back onto the futon, smiling as the world stops spinning and she can breathe again…*
Hajime: *sees her finally reaching her own completion, smiles slightly at that but more because she did call out his name* *pushes himself to the side and out of her* *stares at the ceiling, still catching his breath and letting the futon dry his back* that was -long- overdue. *looks to his side, towards her* *pulls up the sheet to cover them and places his arm around her shoulder* Later you are going to have to cook. I am -spent-.
Hide: *rolls over to lay her head on his chest… she likes hearing his heartbeat as it slows back to normal* *reaches up to caress his cheek* Very much so. But I think we did justice to futon-san. *kisses the underside of his chin* I will cook for you shortly, but we need to rest first. I do have soba ready for you…
Hajime: I have a feeling we’ll be giving futon-san more attention this time, now that your red sofa is no longer child safe. *chuckles and squeezes her shoulder* Ah I see you’re going to sleep on me aren’t you?
Hide: Well we mustn’t forget the tatami room… that room is very comfortable. And if we start on the sofa… perhaps I’ll buy a nice rug for that area. *laughs softly* I don’t know if I can always wait to go upstairs. *shakes her head as her eyes feel heavy* Perhaps a -nap-… then I’ll make you a very nice late dinner, and I’ll sit on your lap and we can start to talk about names… *OOC: you may close*
(OOC: did not get last message)
hajime: I think you’ll need a nice rug for the tatami room as well. *kisses her forehead* Then you sleep. I’ll stay right here. *end*
(OOC: The wolf suggest that Hide’s writer start getting better at music so Hide doesn’t have to wait. Below is the song the wolf demanded to be posted instead of Kizu’s crappy piano version.