Young Girl

A/N: Wee! Writing lemons is fun (even if I'm not very good at it!) This one is better and more detailed than the first one- also longer, because the plot allows it to be so! And also, don't forget to review! Any rating, comment, suggestion, or even flame would be helpful. Just to know how I'm doing so far. Oh yeah, and thank you to the two who reviewed for the first chapter- I appreciate it thiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiis much, times ten :)

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Not surprisingly, sleep brought little comfort to Keitaro. If anything, it only made his problems worse. Apparently his little “session” in the hot spring hadn't been enough to calm him down. His thoughts kept drifting back to what he had seen. He had no idea that Shinobu did things like that. I mean sure, she was a few years into teenager hood, but… she was Shinobu. Maybe he wasn't giving her growing stage enough credit- all teenagers did that kind of stuff, including him, so what made him think she would be an exception? Probably the fact that if he ever found out about it, he would never be able to stop thinking dirty thoughts. This theory turned out to be true; hence, the sleeplessness. Fortunately, even though his satisfaction from before wasn't enough to make him forget about his raging libido, it DID tire him out enough. He yawned and stretched, willing himself to fall asleep before anymore perverted thoughts could surface and keep him awake. And he DID fall asleep, but...

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Suddenly he found himself lying in a hospital, even though after a quick scan of his body, he couldn't find any physical injury. He glanced at his surroundings- white walls, white sheets on the white bed he was sitting in, and dim overhead lights. However, much to his surprise (and relief) the typical 'hospital smell' wasn't there. Instead, he found the room smelled a lot like flowers.

'Odd.' He thought to himself. He shivered a little, suddenly feeling quite cold. He reached down to rub his arms... his bare arms.

'What the hell...' he asked silently. Where had all his clothes gone? He didn't have long to think about it. Keitaro watched as the door to his room opened slowly and, remembering beatings from Naru and Motoko, called out.

"D-don't come in! I'm naked!" A pause, and Keitaro suddenly became unreasonably nervous.

"I know." He jumped at the sound of that voice. He could practically hear the smirk in it, the alluring, seductive tone, and the cute, high-pitch. And suddenly, he realized that the voice was extremely familiar... he shuddered as realization hit.

"Shi-Shinobu?" He asked nervously.

"Sempai." She greeted, calmly walking into the room. He had been right- she WAS smiling. However, she seemed completely unaware of his nudity as she approached him.

"So, Sempai, what seems to be the problem?" She asked, leaning down over him and exposing a large amount of cleavage that he didn't know Shinobu had.

"P-problem?" He stuttered, unable to concentrate.

She giggled. "Yes, problem. You ARE in the hospital after all."

"Oh... um... I'm not sure why I'm here."

"Hmm..." She hummed thoughtfully. "Well then, we'd better treat you for everything, just in case."

"Isn't it dangerous to give medicine to people who aren't sick?"

A smile. He shivered. "Not this kind."

She pulled off her hat and nurse's jacket, not breaking eye contact with him.

"Wh-what are you doing?" Keitaro stuttered. His answer came in the form of another article of clothing being shed- this time the nurse's skirt. She dropped the white clothing onto the floor, and Keitaro couldn't help but stare at her black underwear and bra. She was a stark contrast to the extremely white room around them. Not giving him time to think about much else, Shinobu took Keitaro's hand in her own and guided it towards her breast, reminding him of when he had first met Kitsune. However, he had a feeling this would end ...differently than it had before. She gripped his hand, making it squeeze her chest.

"Sempai..." Shinobu moaned, encouraging him to continue.

'I really shouldn't be doing this...' He thought, but continued none-the-less, palming her soft, sensitive flesh through the lacey bra. She took a seat on his bed with him, sitting on his lap and facing him. She arched her back, causing her breasts to push up into his face and her hips to grind into his. He shuddered and moaned at the feeling. He reached around to her back and unclasped her bra, watching the soft globes of flesh bounce out of the cloth and into his hands. However, they didn't stay there for long. Keitaro leaned forward, purely on impulse, and took a nipple into his mouth. The sound of her mewls and moans were almost enough to make him throw her down and take her right there- but he didn't dare. He wanted her to enjoy this as much as he would. Keitaro gently nibbled on the protruding nub of flesh, wrapping his tongue around it. His left hand held her up, keeping her breast pressed to his face, while his right hand reached to her other breast and took the nipple between his fingers, pinching and rolling it.

"S-sempai..." She moaned. His heart jumped at the erotic noises she was making, but he dutifully kept going until she leaned away from him, panting. His tongue lashed out at the sensitive nipple one last time before she pushed him back.

"My turn." She whispered and began removing his clothing piece by piece.

"Are you sure?" He asked. He didn't want her to do anything she didn't want to do. She answered by kissing him, sucking on his tongue and nibbling his lips. When he was aroused and panting from the kiss, she moved downwards to his chest, licking his nipples for a short time. Quickly growing bored of his upper body, she eagerly yanked off his pants and knelt so she was directly in front of his straining erection. She paused for only a second before taking it in her hand, squeezing gently. He jerked his hips forward, wanting more. She gladly complied and leaned in, taking it into her mouth.

He moaned in ecstasy, the warm, wet mouth nearly enough to make him cum. He grunted as she began moving her tongue around the head, flicking the strong muscle around the slit.

"Shinobu... oh God... I don't think I can take much more of this…" He panted and fisted her hair to keep her head there. Taking the hint, she pulled his penis into her mouth as far as it would go, relaxing her throat to keep from choking. She hummed at the feeling of him inside her mouth, the vibration nearly bringing Keitaro to orgasm. She swallowed around his cock several times, savoring the taste of his precum. Keitaro grunted and came from the sensation, shouting loudly. He squirted his juice into her mouth, and he could see she was swallowing. Saliva dripped out of her mouth and onto his cock, some even dripping to the floor, along with whatever cum she couldn't swallow. Her face was flushed and satisfied, her throat pulsing to swallow everything she could. It was by far the most erotic thing Keitaro had ever seen.

Finally she leaned back, wiping her face. She quickly got back to business, removing her last piece of clothing. Keitaro watched in silence, still panting from his orgasm, as she pulled off the matching black panties. The sight of her, completely shaven, was enough to get him ready again. But before the main event could begin, he had to take care of some business. He signaled for her to lie down on the bed, and she promptly did so. His eyes wandered down her body, from her flushed face to her heaving chest, all the way down to where his current goal was.
Kneeling on the floor at the end of the bed, Keitaro pulled her closer, placing her legs on her shoulders to give him better access. He pushed his face forward, using his fingers to pull her lips apart before sticking his tongue into her swollen sex. He heard Shinobu gasp from where he was- this was by far the most intense feeling she had ever experienced. His tongue ran up and down her labia in slow, agonizing movements.

“Please…” Keitaro felt himself twitch at the sound of her begging. He ran his tongue over her clit, massaging and lashing at it. Probing fingers placed themselves between her legs and slowly, centimeter by centimeter, pushed themselves inside of her before building up a tortuously slow rhythm. Soon enough, the stroking of his fingers grew increasingly hard and fast, making Shinobu mewl and shout loudly.

Keitaro slurped repeatedly, trying to lick up as much of her juices as he could. He bit down gently on her clit, making his lover nearly scream from the intense feeling.

“Sempai… I'm almost… gonna…” Keitaro, getting the message, added another finger and took her clit in his mouth, sucking harshly. Finally, Shinobu opened her mouth in a silent scream as her body convulsed repeatedly. Keitaro removed his mouth to lean up and kiss her, the taste of her own juices teasing her senses. Every muscle tensed as the orgasm continued to shake her, her body spasming uncontrollably.

Keitaro finally felt her body relax again, falling limp onto the bed. She sat there for a short time, recovering from the feeling and regaining her breath. He sat down on the bed next to her, and she looked down at his twitching erection. She smiled at his eagerness and leaned up, pressing her mouth to his in a series of short kisses before pushing him down on the bed.

"Shinobu... you don't have to do this- you're still so young..."

"If it's you, Sempai, I don't mind." The admission surprised and delighted him. He let her push him back and straddle him. Slowly, teasingly, she inched his erection into herself. Keitaro grunted at the feeling- how could anything possibly feel this good? Soon he was completely inside her, and vaguely he wondered why it hadn't hurt her. All thoughts quickly left his mind, however, when she started rocking her hips back and forth, slowly at first. Soon she increased her pace, riding him faster and faster. The feeling alone was enough to make him approach the breaking point, but what she did next brought him over the edge. She orgasmed around his cock, screaming his name. It was definitely the sexiest thing he'd ever heard, and combined with the way she pulsed and throbbed around him, it was more than enough to make him orgasm. He yelled out her name as she continued to ride him, trying to make his orgasm last as long as possible.

Before he could even finish calling out her name, a blinding white light illuminated the entire room, making it hard to see anything. Keitaro opened his eyes slowly and squinted; only to see a familiar and somewhat disappointing sight- he was sitting in his bedroom. No Shinobu, no sexy nurse outfit, and a mess of cum in his underwear.

'What a way to wake up...' He thought, not sure if he was being sarcastic or not. That dream had just been... wow. He was still recovering from it- it had seemed so real, like it was really happening. He shuddered in remembrance of it- the feeling, her voice screaming his name... in fact; it was like he could still hear it.

"Sempai?"

'Oh shit,' he cursed when he realized that she actually was calling out his name. From behind his bedroom door out in the hallway, Shinobu stared curiously at the entrance to his room.

"Sempai, are you okay? I heard you yell..." She said again. Keitaro let out another curse word. He had actually yelled her name?

"Y-yeah, I'm okay Shinobu. I just... stepped on something." In the hallway, Shinobu bit her lip. She could have sworn...

"Alright, Sempai. Breakfast is ready, if you're hungry."

"I'll be right there." He answered, and listened as her footsteps retreated away from his room.

Shinobu walked slowly towards the kitchen, a frown on her face. “I could have sworn...

…Was Sempai screaming my name?”