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A Fantasy Put Into Writing |
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I was walking home from school, my books held close to my chest and my knapsack slung over my shoulder. I was pissed at the thought of James. His horrid voice just wouldn't leave my mind. Neither that smug look on his face. It was driving me crazy! And he thinks he has a chance! Pssh...that b*****d. I wish he'd just leave me alone.
"Hey Babe! Wait up!"
I turned around to see that upperclassman run towards me. He had a rather happy expression on his face, which was really rare, so I wondered what was up.
He hugged me and then he held me away to study my appearance, my face in particular.
"Mary, is there something wrong?"
I ignored it, as if I hadn't been listening. Well, I wasn't, I was just a little too caught up in thoughts. Well, I had no reason to, since James hadn't gone that far. He just keeps on getting at me, talking to me in class often, sitting with me at lunch, it's just too much. I mean, I don't want him, I practically hate him. And he just keeps on saying stuff that has no use in being pointed out. He distracts me in a negative way. he's making me act like this towards my Love.
"Mary?" he said for over the fourth time.
I snapped out of my gaze and looked up at him. I gave him a smile and I spoke. "There's nothing wrong, Hayato. Trust me. I'm alright."
"Well, it doesn't seem to be that way. I know and I feel that there's something wrong. Tell me."
I gave a sigh and I looked down and away from him again. "Well, it's that b*****d James. I want him to keep a distance from me. I don't wanna talk to him, I don't wanna see him, I don't wanna be anywhere near him. I'm sick of his sucking up to me."
He hugged me tight. "Oh, that's alright --"
I held him away from me and yelled, "No it's not! I hate him! I want him to banish from my sight! And my thoughts!" With that, everyone looked at us, especially me, wondering what my problem was and why I shouted out in the open.
He shot cold glances at the people looking, making them look away right away. He then looked at me. "...just how bad and just how far has he gone...?" he asked skeptically.
"Well, he got to me in the hallway and almost cornered me at my locker. Well, he almost did. I know when I guy intends to make a move."
"Oh hell yeah you do." He smiled at me. "But what happened after that?"
"I slapped that awful, smug smirk off of his face. I didn't care if he was gonna do anything to me, I just wanted to hit him. He's been distracting me in a bad way, Hayato. He's getting on my nerves."
"Oh Babe." He hugged me and kissed my forehead. "Well, let's not worry so much about him."
Hmm...I wonder what's got him in a calm mood today. "Um, sure, but...aren't you upset?"
"Well, of course I am. But I'm not gonna take it out on you, Love. You don't deserve feeling my wrath. And if I ever sense him around, and he's within my grasp, he's gonna get a beating."
"Go on. I'm not stopping you. Even if you go look for him now."
He laughed. "I wish. But I have more important things to do. And I remember you saying you needed help in Calculus." He smiled, putting an arm around my shoulders.
I looked up at him and smiled. He took it as a "yes" and we walked to his place.
One reason why we don't go over to my place so often is because my family's not exactly there all the time. But when they are, it's either they have other visitors, or it's just that we just don't feel comfortable at home. Well, it's more of the "not comfortable" reason, since we don't have the living room to ourselves, and my parents won't let me and him be in any room alone, especially my room, fearing particular things. But they do trust him. And that's a good thing.
As for being over at his place, his guardian doesn't come home from work until about 4 in the afternoon. And it was only about a quarter after 3. So we still had time. And besides. His guardian doesn't really care if I'm over at their place or not. So it's no big a problem.
I tossed my knapsack onto the floor, leaning it against the sofa. I plopped down on the sofa with my Calculus and PreCal books, and started making the best of it.
"Hey, need anything?" Hayato said, leaning on the doorframe leading to the kitchen.
"Maybe just a soda. Any form of caffeine. Got any Coke?"
"Of course, Love," he replied, smiling at me before heading into the kitchen to get some drinks.
He came back with a can of Coke for me and a glass of Vodka for himself.
"Don't you think it's a tad too early?"
"Nah, I can have it anytime." Then he looked at me, noticing I was a bit skeptical. "Of course, if you don't want me drinking, I'll put it away." He smiled awkwardly.
"I did tell you that I have no problems with you drinking. Just not too much."
"Of course, my Love." He smiled and kissed my cheek. "Now onto the schoolwork."
For the first thirty minutes, I had gone through some intense analyzing and my head was starting to hurt fomr the information traffic in my mind.
"You alright, Mary? You deserve a break."
"No, no. It's alright. I really have to study though. Big test in two days. And I wanna score high on this one, since I'm not exactly the best at Calculus."
"Well, we've been studying this for the whole week since Monday. And it's Wednesday. Mary, don't worry so much. I wonder why you're pushing yourself on all this, when you're practically the best in your class."
"No, I'm not. Well, not exactly. I just aim high. And I don't know..."
"No, Mary, you are. And you've been like this for as long as I can remember, so...well, there's obviously nothing wrong with you, then." He smiled and hugged me.
I thought it was just a normal embrace, but then it turned into a caress. His hands moved along my back and my sides, and he laid my down comfortably on the sofa. He then kissed me lightly on the lips, but soon, it had become a more firey one. It wasn't too rushed, but I couldn't exactly handle too much of it. And in response, I pulled away, making sure he understood I didn't feel like it.
"Oh Mary. It's okay. I understand. It's just that...I want you a little too much. And I love you."
"I love you too. But--"
He sighed and cut me off. "But I wonder how you put up with all those guys before. I mean, so many guys were after you, even me, and yet you picked me. Why me in particular? I know you liked them all. And I remember you getting all close with this one guy, and you allowed him to go all over you."
"Hayato, please. Don't bring up that subject again. And that's all in the past. And that particular guy...he hurt me...Kevin...my ex...you know that."
"Bu still. The thought upsets me--"
"That I let him kiss me all over and I push you away?"
"Exactly."
"Hayato. It's just that I'm not comfortable with someone loving me anymore. After how he hurt me by cheating on me. I caught him...and he almost made love to her. Well, he DID actually. But I don't care anymore."
He was silent after that.
"Ohh...don't feel bad. I'm so sorry...but it's the truth."
"But I love you so much Mary. And I have no intentions to hurt you."
"I know. And I believe you won't. I trust you with my heart and with my feelings."
"Yeah. I know how delicate you are...and I'm sorry for bringing it up again." He kissed me softly on my forehead.
"I can't blame you. After what you went through as well. And don't worry. There will come a time wherein I won't push you away." I smiled at him and moments after, he had his hands all over me again. But this time, I gave in. I wanted him so much as well. And he did matter more to me than Kevin ever did. Well, at this point, he does. And Kevin's nothing to me now. I just shoot him cold glances when I know he's looking.
After a little makeout session on the sofa, he just covered my face and neck in butterfly kisses, which sent sweet, ticklish messages to my whole system. I thought it was the end of it, but then he took me up into his arms and into his room. And at that point, I was getting a little scared at the though of him doing me.
He laid me onto his bed and lay down beside me. "It's either you go to sleep or we do something else. That homework you've got. You've had too much of it, Lover."
I blushed, knowing exactly what he wanted. He found it cute and he started to tease by kissing my neck, keeping his hands along my lower extremities. He eventually took my shirt off and started to kiss down my chest, down to my stomach. I was just too pleasured to even move, let alone move against it. He managed to take my jeans off and sent them to the floor. This time, I really felt a draft and it sent me under the covers. He laughed at this and kissed me.
"It's okay, Lover." He smiled, kissing me again.
He embraced me, caressed me, and his hands crept up my back to the hook of my bra. I had noticed it too soon that I couldn't stop him. And pressed my bare chest against his and felt me up.
"Oh Mary...you're so warm. I wish I could have you in bed with me every chilly morning." He smiled and continued to kiss me. Then it went into his system -- he was about to lose control. He took hold of my breasts and started to play with them, he moved his hands down into my underwear and managed to take them off as well. I didn't want to stop him. I loved him so much that I could let him do this to me all the time.
He went down to my womanhood and started to lick it. This really made my mind explode. It was just too...unexplainable of a pleasure. "Mary..you're just so...good..." he said. He moved his tongue over it and even inside it. I just couldn't stop him. I didn't want to. I couldn't...
I became wet and he continued to lick. And it was like the more he did, the more he couldn't hold it in. So at that, he came back up to me and started to french me, and moments after thrust himself into me. The feeling of my hymen breaking was just too much, and I let him. It was a give-and-take thing...since we both hadn't lost our virginity yet...so we ended up giving it to each other.
He continued to thrust, making me moan as I kissed him. The love we had was a firey one, and it was wonderful. He was moaning as well, and it was like he just wanted it more and more. He didn't want to stop. We were starting to get loud, but it didn't matter. We were the only ones in the house at that time...or so we thought.
His guardian burst through his door, seeing us half-exposed, but he knew what we were doing.
"You dirty little ********," I heard him say under his breath. And with that he slammed the door shut and left him to what we were doing.
Hayato was a little too embarrassed to continue, so he took himself out of me and lay down beside me, silent. I put an arm around him and kissed his cheek. "It's alright, Love. It was great. And I'm sure he didn't mean it."
"Mary, he means everything he says. And after all the brainwashing he's done to me since I was a child...I just fear him. The only risks I take wherein I go against him is when those risks have to do with being with you."
"Oh Hayato, it's alright." I kissed him lovingly. "I'm here for you. And I always will be. That is...if you want me to..."
He turned to face me and hugged me tight. "Of course I do, Mary. You're the only one I care about. And you're my everything. I love you. And I didn't do you just for my pleasure and desire. I really felt that I could show you my love in another way."
"And I feel it. And I love you too. So much..."
And with that, we had fallen asleep there, in a tight embrace, not caring about anything else. All that mattered was that we loved each other, and we weren't going to let go...
 Mary Hiryu · Wed Jun 28, 2006 @ 09:21pm · 9 Comments |
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