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It's
a waffy lemony souffle...

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HIGH
SEAS | Chapter 2

Tsukushi couldn't help stiffening at first, shocked at the touch
of his lips after so long. But the shock wore off soon enough, and she found
herself twining her arms around his neck, eager for more. Feeling her melt against
him, Tsukasa felt as though his heart would burst with joy. She's mine,
he thought, opening his mouth against hers. Mine at last... His tongue
reached out, finding hers and stroking gently. He couldn't believe how soft
and sweet she was. A bolt of heat slashed through his body, making him surge
against her. Easy, he told himself. He knew they had all night; he wasn't
about to rush it.

Breaking their kiss, he looked down at her with half-lidded
eyes, cheeks flushed with desire. Her eyes were still closed, her lips moist
and red from their kiss. She's so beautiful, he couldn't help thinking,
his eyes lovingly tracing her face. Her eyes opened, and she looked at him quizzically.

"Why'd you stop?" Her eyes looked a bit dazed, Tsukasa
was pleased to see.

"I guess that means you liked it?"

"I..." A flush came into her cheeks, and she was about
to give him her usual tart retort, but the soft look in his eyes stopped her.
No more running away... "Yes, I did." A smile came to his face
then, melting her heart.

"Good. I just didn't want things to get too rushed. I want
to savor this. Our first time." Tsukushi swallowed, wondering if he meant
it was his first time ever as well. Three months was a long time. Who
knows what his mother might have attempted to make him forget her. If he wouldn't
have Shigeru, then maybe...

"It's my first time ever, if that's what you're wondering,"
he said, penetrating her thoughts.

She blinked in embarrassment, and looked away. "I didn't
ask you that!" But she couldn't deny the happy leap her heart gave at his
words.

"Not out loud, you mean. That's OK; I want you to know
that you'll be my first." And my only, he said to himself. He knew
he shouldn't say that to her right now--it would definitely freak her out.

Still looking away from his intense gaze, she said quietly,
"I'm glad." What she really meant to say was that she was ecstatic.

"So, how about that bath?" He said, rising to his
feet. He stretched his arms high over his head, making the muscles in his chest
and arms ripple. He shot a sidelong glance at Tsukushi, noted her hastily averted
gaze, and grinned. "I'm going in. Join me when you're ready." He stopped
after a few steps, and looked back at her. "No dawdling. I've waited long
enough." His look was intense, and Tsukushi felt her heart start to beat
like a tribal drum. She nodded, and watched him close the bathroom door behind
him.

Letting out a pent-up breath, Tsukushi made her way to the walk-in
closet. It was cavernous, and she was amazed to see a complete feminine wardrobe
already hanging. They were all Shigeru's, of course, but she knew they wouldn't
be missed. This was to be her honeymoon wardrobe. She wondered if Shigeru
was really all right. She knew how much the other girl had been into Tsukasa.
Forgive me, Shigeru. Thank you. She found a robe and quickly changed
into it, dumping her stained and rumpled uniform into the hamper in the corner.

She crept toward the bathroom, quiet as a cat, and leaned an
ear against the door. She could hear the water running, and what sounded like
scrubbing. He must be washing right now, she thought, biting her lip.
A vision of a magnificently naked Tsukasa popped into her head, and she felt
the breath catch in her throat. Oh God, give me strength, she prayed,
and rapped lightly on the door.

"Come in, the water's fine," she heard Tsukasa say.
Her eyes wide, she heard a quiet splash. She was glad he'd be in the tub--she
didn't know if she could handle seeing him naked yet. Swallowing, she turned
the knob, and opened the door. A thick haze of steam greeted her, and she could
barely make out the giant marble tub. She gingerly stepped toward it, clutching
the robe to her. She saw Tsukasa leaning against one side, his arms hanging
over the edge. The water had served to relax his hair, and it never failed to
amaze Tsukushi how that totally transformed him. He was normally very handsome,
but with the straight hair, he was devastating. She thought back to the first
time she'd seen him with straight hair, and how it had thrown her for a loop.
It still had the same effect.

"Are you going to get in or stare at me all day?"
One of Tsukasa's eyebrows rose in amusement, making Tsukushi's ire rise.

"I don't think I'm ready to provide a striptease yet, so
would you mind looking away for a second?" She couldn't help saying with
an edge in her voice. Was it OK to want to strangle the man you loved? she wondered.

Sighing, Tsukasa closed his eyes. "OK, just this once,
though. After tonight, no more shyness."

"Easy for you to say, you're already in the tub!"
Tsukushi said, untying the robe. Keeping an eagle eye on him, she got in the
tub, nearly slipping in her haste. "OK, I'm in--you can open your eyes."
She ducked down to her chin, hugging her knees to her.

Opening his eyes, Tsukasa said, "I see this is going to
be a long night. Why don't you come closer?"

"Said the spider to the fly."

"Hm, I don't know if I like being compared to a spider,
but you certainly do look tasty. What little I can see of you, anyway. C'mon,
throw a guy a bone--let me at least see your neck!" His playful wheedling
made her laugh, and she realized that she was being overly tense. She sat up
higher in the tub, making her shoulders visible.

"That's better," he said. "Now how about coming
over here?" He scooted over, a ridiculous gesture in the huge tub. Tsukushi
tried to glide over to him nonchalantly, but gasped when their knees brushed.
Clearing her throat, she pressed herself against the wall of the tub, simultaneously
dreading and anticipating his next move. She didn't have to wait long. Tsukasa
moved in closer, throwing an arm behind her shoulders. He stopped just short
of letting his body touch hers, and looked down at her. Her throat dry, Tsukushi
kept her eyes on the water, wondering what she should do.

"You look so damned tense. I think you need a massage."
Without waiting for her reply, Tsukasa grabbed her by the shoulders and turned
her so that her back faced him.

"I, um..."

"Don't say anything. Just relax." His powerful fingers
started kneading the tensed muscles in her shoulders and neck, gradually making
her relax despite herself. Sighing, Tsukushi leaned into his touch, feeling
absolutely decadent.

"You've lost weight since the last time I saw you,"
he said, a disapproving tone in his voice. "Haven't you been able to buy
food?" His hands paused for a moment over the back of her ribcage. His
tone made her bristle a bit, but she decided to let it slide. She knew he was
genuinely concerned.

"I just haven't felt like eating very much--I'm fine. Besides,
don't you want me to look like the other society girls?"

"Never," he retorted immediately. "I'm not particularly
attracted to skeletons. I like a girl with some meat on her bones." His
hands went to her hips for emphasis, making her jump.

"Uh, I'm glad to hear that," she said, strangely pleased.
She felt him move, and suddenly his chest was against her back, his mouth close
to her ear.

"I don't care about anybody else. I just want you."
He started to nibble softly on her ear, causing Tsukushi to shiver. "The
only one I've been dreaming about, and burning for, is you." His arms came
around her shoulders, drawing her closer to him. His lips moved down from her
ear to her jaw, the kisses becoming increasingly passionate. "Tell me you
were thinking about me too."

Tsukushi turned her head toward him, becoming intoxicated by
his kisses and words. "Oh, Domiyoji," she said, her lips parted. "Of
course I've been thinking about you. How could I not? I tried so hard to forget,
but--"

His lips covered hers, cutting her off in mid-sentence. He'd
heard all that he needed to. He leaned back against the tub wall, bringing Tsukushi
with him, their mouths still locked in a heated kiss. His hands started stroking
her belly and thighs, inching ever closer to her breasts and groin with each
pass. Tsukushi felt those places come alive, and start to hunger for his touch.
So this is desire, she thought, unconsciously writhing against his hands.
I want him to touch me. Touch me...

"Touch me," she whispered against his mouth, amazed
to hear herself say it out loud.

Tsukasa, sucking in a surprised breath, said, "How long
I've been waiting to hear you say that...." His lips covered hers again,
and his hands pressed her closer to his body. She arched her back, bringing
her breasts above the water, and heard him gasp. His hands came up to cup them,
trembling a bit as they gently squeezed. She could feel his excitement growing
against her buttocks, and marveled at its hardness. It's not like flesh at
all, she mused, feeling very curious but not yet bold enough to touch it.
Instead, she let her hands rest on his thighs, tentatively exploring the hard
muscles she found there.

"Makino," he hoarsely whispered, raising his head.
"You feel so good. So much better than I could have imagined." His
lips went to her neck as his eager hands roamed all over the front of her body,
hungry for her silky skin. His hands went to her thighs, and slowly started
moving up. When he was almost at her crotch, he paused, and asked, "Can
I touch you there?" Tsukushi heard his labored breathing against her ear,
and knew he was restraining himself greatly for her sake. Closing her eyes,
she nodded, feeling his breath whoosh out against the side of her face. His
right hand moved up to gently rest on her pubic mound, and his fingers started
to slowly run along the folds of skin he found there.

Amazing, he thought, excited beyond belief by what she
was letting him do. It's so soft. As his fingers continued to run up
and down her vulva, he noticed that a slickness was forming there, and that
a certain part at the top was getting swollen and firm. It must be her clitoris,
he thought triumphantly, remembering what Akira and Soujiro had told him a while
back when they were giving him "advice" about girls. At the time,
he'd been mortified and put off by their graphic descriptions, but now he was
thankful. He knew that that was the center of her pleasure, and started paying
more attention to it, gently stroking near but not on it. That was what the
guys had emphasized: gentleness. Girls appreciated a gentle lover who took his
time, they'd pounded into his head. At least the first few times, Akira had
said, making Soujiro guffaw. They'd looked at each other knowingly, making Tsukasa
feel like a stupid kid, but all that didn't matter anymore. Tsukushi was at
last in his arms, leaning back against him, straining for his touch.

"Domiyouji," Tsukushi gasped, unable to believe the
sensations she was experiencing. The stroking of his fingers made her thighs
widen involuntarily, her young body hungering for more of the erotic stimulation.
Her hands clutched convulsively at his thighs at his fingers sped up, and she
heard herself moan out loud. What are you doing to me, Domiyouji?

Hearing her moan sent a white-hot bolt of desire through Tsukasa's
abdomen, making his erection throb. Oh God, he thought, his control nearly
slipping. She feels so good, so good... He let out a tortured groan when
she started writhing against his hand, rubbing her buttocks against his hard
cock. He wasn't sure how much longer he could hold out if she kept that up.
He suddenly felt her grab his hand, and press it harder against her. "Domiyouji,"
she moaned. "I-I need...you. Inside me, please..."

Feeling as though his heart would burst out of his chest, he
pressed his middle finger up into her. It slid in easily, her passage lubricated
well by her excitement. She sighed, throwing her head back against him. She
pressed his hand against her, rubbing her clit with his palm. She was beyond
shame or shyness--her body commanded, and she had to obey. "Oh, oh,"
she cried, strange and wonderful feelings building inside her. She felt the
finger inside her press up against her wall, making fireworks go off behind
her eyes. She involuntarily clenched around his finger in response, causing
Tsukasa to shout, "Oh God!" Her breathing ragged and eyes shut tight,
Tsukushi felt the feelings build and converge within her until they finally
crested, making her gasp and shudder like a woman possessed. Tsukasa felt her
body trembling and grit his teeth, willing himself to hold on. But as she shook
and cried out against him, it was too much for his eager young body to handle.
He pressed his forehead hard against the back of her head as his penis throbbed,
releasing white ribbons of semen into the water.

They stayed entwined against each other for a long while, breathing
hard through open mouths, sweat running down their faces from the heat of the
steam and what they'd just experienced. When he felt like he could speak again,
Tsukasa's hoarse voice said, "I...had no idea it would be like that, did
you?"

Tsukushi could only shake her head, feeling weak and boneless
as a jellyfish. "No. Never. Now I know what all the fuss is about."
She suddenly sobered, realizing that technically they were still virgins. "But...
You didn't get to... I mean, since you weren't...um..."

"Don't worry about me," he said, hugging her to him.
"It was wonderful for me too, but I have a feeling it'll be even more wonderful
once we get out of this tub and into a proper bed. I'm turning into a prune!"
He held up a foot, wiggling wrinkly toes and causing Tsukushi to laugh. He paused,
savoring the sound. She'd had so few opportunities to laugh with him. It'll
be different from now on, he vowed, reaching down to unplug the tub. Tsukushi
felt herself cured of shyness around him, and didn't turn away as the draining
water revealed their bodies to each other. He loves me, she thought,
her eyes tracing his lean muscular form. And I love him. She saw his
penis for the first time, spent but still slightly swollen. I love all of
him. She looked up to meet his eyes, and could see that he felt the same
way about her. Domiyouji...it was you, all this time. It could only be you.

"Stand up and I'll rinse you," he said, grabbing the
showerhead nearby. Wordlessly she rose, letting him run the water over her.
When they were both rinsed off, they wrapped themselves in the huge fluffy towels
by the tub and exited the room, hand in hand.

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TO BE CONTINUED...

Hey, the night is still young! I don't think they're done yet!
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