Be strong,Tsubaki...
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Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
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7,548
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Be strong,Tsubaki...
(this turned out much longer than i anticipated but it will end within at least a chapter or 2)
"Blackstar! Ohhnegai!"
Tsubaki gripped her hands on the headboard above her and thrusted her hips toward the ceiling, the impact to the air was so great that her right hand immediately flew in between her legs to tend to the lonely flesh that rested there.
She couldn't quite remember when she had started doing this, it had been quite some time ago. Not long after she met the blue haired boy. She had felt too shy to say a word to him so kept it bottled up and began to release it in private. It had started out as simple daydreams, her cuddling up with the young assassin. It didn't take long for passion to arise and her desires of love to turn sexual. Right now she knew Blackstar was much too young to accept her affections so she decided to wait it out. Each night however, she grew more and more lonely, and her body cried more and more for him.
She felt herself release a exceptionally powerful orgasm, one she hadn't experienced ever. This time, instead of pulling her hand back, covering her mouth, and curling up in a ball like she usually did; she rode out her orgasm pretending it was Blackstar she was pounding against. Her screams were earpiercing. Had she thought about what she was doing when she did it, perhaps things would have gone different. The door flew open and banged against the wall.
"Tsubaki!"
Frozen silence as she closed her eyes and let the young boy take in the scene before him. She could feel his breathing had become extremely irregular and loud. She was almost scared to face him but knew she didn't have a choice now. She looked the terrified boy in the eye and sighed softly.
"Blackstar...gomen. This isn't something I wanted you to see. Gomen."
"Tsubaki? You..."
His breathing was still completely abnormally off the charts and he fell back against the door with a hand clutching over his chest as he let out a small exaggerated cough. She sighed again and sat up, her full body now exposed to his young eyes.
"Blackstar, you don't have to stay in here. You can leave. I..."
His head snapped up and looked her directly in the eye.
"You said my name, why?"
She felt everything around her shatter at this point. He hadn't...no, he wasn't suppose to hear her. But, he had. He had heard her crying out for him, crying out in pain and pleasure. She looked up and was startled by the childish smirk she was getting.
"Am I really that number 1 to you, Tsubaki?"
He still didn't understand, even after what he had seen he still didn't know or have an idea of what exactly he was getting himself into. She should have expected nothing less from her dense meister.
"Blackstar...I..."
She noticed now that his eyes were widened and tracing along her breasts and downwards. His breath once again was irregular, she could also feel heat emitting from him. Whether he was aware of it or not, he was turned on. It would take ever ounce of her strength to stop the situation which was playing out in front of her.
"Blackstar, it's getting late. Both of us should be asleep."
"Demo...?"
She wrapped a sheet around her body and made her way over to him, ushering him out the door despite his whines and protests. She knew he was far from ready for this, although she hated to admit that. Part of her wanted to just take him right at that moment and play out every single one of her sexual fantasies that very night. The worst part was, if she didn't get him out right away; that part of her would probably take over. She slammed the door behind him and leaned her back against it in a slouching manner.
"Why...? I don't understand. Blackstar, are we really connected that strongly?"
(to be continued)
"Blackstar! Ohhnegai!"
Tsubaki gripped her hands on the headboard above her and thrusted her hips toward the ceiling, the impact to the air was so great that her right hand immediately flew in between her legs to tend to the lonely flesh that rested there.
She couldn't quite remember when she had started doing this, it had been quite some time ago. Not long after she met the blue haired boy. She had felt too shy to say a word to him so kept it bottled up and began to release it in private. It had started out as simple daydreams, her cuddling up with the young assassin. It didn't take long for passion to arise and her desires of love to turn sexual. Right now she knew Blackstar was much too young to accept her affections so she decided to wait it out. Each night however, she grew more and more lonely, and her body cried more and more for him.
She felt herself release a exceptionally powerful orgasm, one she hadn't experienced ever. This time, instead of pulling her hand back, covering her mouth, and curling up in a ball like she usually did; she rode out her orgasm pretending it was Blackstar she was pounding against. Her screams were earpiercing. Had she thought about what she was doing when she did it, perhaps things would have gone different. The door flew open and banged against the wall.
"Tsubaki!"
Frozen silence as she closed her eyes and let the young boy take in the scene before him. She could feel his breathing had become extremely irregular and loud. She was almost scared to face him but knew she didn't have a choice now. She looked the terrified boy in the eye and sighed softly.
"Blackstar...gomen. This isn't something I wanted you to see. Gomen."
"Tsubaki? You..."
His breathing was still completely abnormally off the charts and he fell back against the door with a hand clutching over his chest as he let out a small exaggerated cough. She sighed again and sat up, her full body now exposed to his young eyes.
"Blackstar, you don't have to stay in here. You can leave. I..."
His head snapped up and looked her directly in the eye.
"You said my name, why?"
She felt everything around her shatter at this point. He hadn't...no, he wasn't suppose to hear her. But, he had. He had heard her crying out for him, crying out in pain and pleasure. She looked up and was startled by the childish smirk she was getting.
"Am I really that number 1 to you, Tsubaki?"
He still didn't understand, even after what he had seen he still didn't know or have an idea of what exactly he was getting himself into. She should have expected nothing less from her dense meister.
"Blackstar...I..."
She noticed now that his eyes were widened and tracing along her breasts and downwards. His breath once again was irregular, she could also feel heat emitting from him. Whether he was aware of it or not, he was turned on. It would take ever ounce of her strength to stop the situation which was playing out in front of her.
"Blackstar, it's getting late. Both of us should be asleep."
"Demo...?"
She wrapped a sheet around her body and made her way over to him, ushering him out the door despite his whines and protests. She knew he was far from ready for this, although she hated to admit that. Part of her wanted to just take him right at that moment and play out every single one of her sexual fantasies that very night. The worst part was, if she didn't get him out right away; that part of her would probably take over. She slammed the door behind him and leaned her back against it in a slouching manner.
"Why...? I don't understand. Blackstar, are we really connected that strongly?"
(to be continued)