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Long December	By : DrunkenScotsman Category: +M to R > Rosario Vampire Views: 6725 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I make no money from the writing of this story. All characters and locations of Rosario+Vampire belong to Ikeda Akihisa.

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Chapter 4: Spooky Little Girl

In the cool midday air on the rooftop of Yokai Academy, the atmosphere between Moka and Tsukune grew suddenly strange. Over his shoulder, the young man looked deep into those intense scarlet eyes, usually so alien and inscrutable, now so… so vulnerable. Both of us pushed each other until we started to lash out at each other, he realized. Aloud, he told her, “Moka… I’m sorry too. I didn’t think about your feelings either.”
“Do you wish to rescind our breakup?” she asked, unable to keep the note of hope from her voice.
Tsukune nodded. “I… I spoke too rashly. I know you don’t like sharing, but I think the others would prefer to have me to themselves too.” He turned around fully. “I shouldn’t have accused you like that.”
On impulse, Moka reached up to flick the young man’s forehead, a playfully-affectionate gesture she’d used when she first developed feelings for him. “You’re lucky I’m so fond of you,” she warned him nonthreateningly, “or you’d be in a world of pain right now.”
Tsukune chuckled, and Moka soon followed suit. Any tension between them from their argument bled away as they laughed together, replaced by an intense awareness of their relative proximity. The distance between them closed, and tension of a different sort arose between them.
Moka lunged forward to eliminate those last few centimeters. She kissed Tsukune with a hunger and desperate passion she’d never displayed before. For now, the young woman decided not to overthink what she was doing and lost herself in this moment of reconciliation.
For his part, Tsukune found himself struggling to keep pace with the rapidly-intensifying passions of his girlfriend. He certainly tried his hardest, though, since he loved experiencing this still-unfamiliar and oft-hidden aspect of Moka’s personality. The young man decided to express his reciprocal desire by resting his hands on the young woman’s hips and pulling her close.
Pleasantly surprised by her boyfriend’s assertiveness, the vampire wrapped her arms around Tsukune’s neck and pressed herself flush against him. Moka couldn’t miss Tsukune’s shiver of delight, nor could she suppress her own thrill at the stiffness she felt against her inner thigh. Perhaps he needs this as much as I do, she surmised.
Allowing herself the luxury of nibbling Tsukune’s lower lip, Moka ended the kiss and fixed her boyfriend with her most seductive gaze. “My, my, but you’re quite bold,” she scolded him playfully. “I think I like it. Eager to engage in ‘this and that,’ are we?”
Tsukune squirmed at the accusation, which only served to trigger a fresh awareness of Moka’s body. “It… has been a little bit,” he admitted with a sheepish chuckle. “But if you don’t –“
Moka silenced the young man by grinding her hips needfully against him. “I swear, Tsukune, you’re so dense sometimes. I don’t know why I put up with it,” she teased.
The young man chuckled at himself and asked, “Okay, how should we, um, do this?”
A playful, naughty smirk formed on the young woman’s lips. “Let’s see… you could bend me over the rail; you could pin me against the wall over there beside the stairwell door; or you could sit on the bench while I straddle you and do all the work.” A gesture toward each possibility accompanied her words.
Tsukune followed Moka’s gestures, weighing their options. “You seemed to like being on top that first time,” he recalled. “Sitting on the bench seems close enough that you’ll really like it.”
“I enjoyed the other ways, too,” admitted Moka with a blush. “It’s sweet of you to take my preferences into account, Tsukune.” She placed another kiss on his lips before releasing the young man from her embrace. “I know it’s chilly out here, so I won’t ask you to undress more than absolutely necessary.” With that, she guided the two of them back to the bench.
Once they reached the designated spot, Tsukune sat and unbuttoned his slacks. Likewise, Moka unfastened the top three or four buttons of her blouse, exposing the fullness of her milky cleavage contained by her wine-red bra. She bent forward, both to tease her boyfriend and to reach under her skirt. Centimeter by centimeter, the young woman slid her black lace panties down her long legs, stepping out of the undergarment once it reached her ankles.
Encouraged by the display, Tsukune exposed his erection for his girlfriend’s appreciation. The eager smirk that lit her face and smoldering look she gave him sent shivers up his spine. The young man rested his hands on Moka’s hips to steady her as she climbed into his lap. Her name escaped his lips once the gorgeous vampire started grinding herself against his length, her wet heat awakening a deep ache inside the young man for union.
Moka maneuvered herself into the proper alignment with her boyfriend. Rather than envelop the human boy’s member in one smooth stroke, the young woman teased both of them by sliding down at an agonizingly-slow rate. Her crimson eyes drifted shut as she savored their long-awaited and much-desired conjugation.
Tsukune groaned. In addition to the slick heat of Moka’s sex, he noted, the young woman’s skirt, draped like a tent around their joining, shielded against the cold winter air. To demonstrate his gratitude, the young man planted kisses along Moka’s collarbones and the exposed swells of her breasts.
The young woman rested her hands on her boyfriend’s shoulders and lazily ran her fingers up his neck to tangle in his hair. Soft gasps escaped her lips as she rode, and Moka fought the building urge to rock her hips with abandon. As incredible as Tsukune felt deep inside her, and as badly as she needed to climax from coupling, she intended to satisfy the young man as thoroughly as possible. After all, she couldn’t let herself continue to perform poorly as a girlfriend.
“My, my, Tsukune – it feels like you wanted this rather badly,” Moka chided playfully. “Have you really grown so accustomed to having one of us this way that you couldn’t stand a few days going without?”
“M-Maybe a little,” admitted the young man with a sheepish tone.
“Pervert,” quipped the young woman. Of their own accord, her hips accelerated their pace a bit, gliding up and down Tsukune’s length with building urgency.
Tsukune looked up at Moka, into those otherworldly slit-pupiled crimson eyes, and registered the mirth and veiled pleasure in them. Deciding to play along, he replied, “You didn’t exactly object or complain or anything. I think you might have wanted this even more than I did.” He fought to keep a straight face against the rising tide of pleasure triggered by the pumping of the beautiful girl’s hips.
“You think so, do you?” replied Moka with a smirk and increased vigor in her movements. “You’ve got a high opinion of your skills as a lover,” she added, her voice trailing off into a soft mewl of pleasure.
I should! thought Tsukune. So far, I’ve satisfied you and the others every single time. Rather than reply aloud, the young man gripped his girlfriend’s thighs and began thrusting upwards into her slick wet heat.
A shudder climbed Moka’s spine at the assertive move. She leaned down and captured Tsukune’s lips, content to let him plumb her depths. Every stroke brought her closer and closer to her release, and she could tell by Tsukune’s member twitching inside her that he wasn’t far behind.

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Grumbling to herself about how much she hated Ms. Ririko’s math class, Kokoa trudged down the second-floor corridor toward the classroom. The first-year student hadn’t found her beloved older sister to have lunch together, and the time wasted while looking for Moka had left the young vampire with insufficient time to eat and return to class before it began. Why doesn’t Big Sis wanna spend time with me? moped Kokoa. Loser human – it’s all your stupid fault.
A ripple of jealousy swept through the young women at her sister’s luck – not that Kokoa would ever admit that she envied Moka over Tsukune, of course. Death by slow immersion in water seemed far more preferable than revealing she’d watched them making love several weeks ago and yearned to take her sister’s place. Especially after botching her opportunity to confess her true feelings in the village of the snow-people, Kokoa had tried, albeit unsuccessfully, to quash her lust for her sister’s boyfriend.
I hate him, she reminded herself firmly. I hate him for making Big Sis like him. I hate him for making those other dumb girls like him too. I hate him for making me like him, even though he’s a worthless human panty-waist. How does he do it? Ugh, I hate myself for falling for him, too.
Kokoa stopped in her tracks and huffed. I’m such a fucking mess.
A flash of silver in motion, perceived out of the corner of her eye, snapped Kokoa out of her introspection. Upon paying closer attention, Kokoa could see the unmistakable locks of her beloved Big Sis, rising and falling rhythmically atop what looked like a bench on the roof of the school, on the opposite tine of the U-shaped building. Even though the younger vampire couldn’t make out much detail, she had a strong hunch about what Moka was doing, a hunch which brought a fiery blush to her cheeks. No way… Big Sis is… skipping class to… to… to fuck?!
Long moments passed while Kokoa watched, stunned. A familiar, deep-seated craving pooled in the young woman’s belly and regions farther south. Moka’s bouncing accelerated and grew more and more vigorous, and Kokoa battled the urge to slip a hand into her panties and “play along” right there in the corridor. She clenched her fists in frustration, sexual and otherwise.
“I can’t take this anymore!” she yelled, before bolting to the women’s restroom.

~~~~~

After their tryst had ended, Moka couldn’t keep the satisfied smirk from her face, even as she ran the napkin from her lunch over her inner thighs and still-tingling nethers to clean them. “My, my, you made quite a mess, didn’t you?” she teased the still-panting human boy. “One might think you needed that release for your perverted desires rather badly.”
Too tired to protest, Tsukune simply wiped himself off and returned himself to a presentable state – tie straight, trousers zipped and buttoned, hair less unruly. Finally, though, he found his voice: “After everything that happened, I think you’re right; I needed that to feel better, so thank you.” He took Moka’s hand and squeezed tenderly.
Moka pulled her panties into place with her free hand and rested her head on Tsukune’s shoulder. “You’re welcome, Tsukune – though I’ll admit I needed that as well, for similar reasons.” She squeezed his hand gently in return.
Long moments of contented, fulfilled silence passed as they sat together on that bench on the school rooftop. Tsukune rested his cheek against the top of Moka’s head, a small smile on his face. This is unexpected, he mused, and unexpectedly nice.
“Come to think of it, Tsukune,” Moka murmured, her voice bending but not quite breaking the silence, “I didn’t feel that urge to bite you this time.”
“Huh, how about that,” replied the young man. “I’ll take that as a good thing – that it’s a sign of you accepting me.”
Moka shook her head fractionally. “It was never really about accepting you, honestly,” answered the young woman. “It was about accepting my feelings, feelings so unfamiliar they… they frightened me.”
“You?” blurted Tsukune in disbelief. “Frightened?”
“Believe it or not,” admitted the mighty vampire. “Tsukune, you must understand: all my life, I was taught that emotions, love in particular, were a weakness.” Moka sat up to look Tsukune in the eye; if he didn’t know better, Tsukune would’ve sworn she looked panicked. “N-Not that I’m confessing my love for you or anything,” she backpedaled, “just that even this fondness flew in the face of everything I’d known.”
The young man chuckled. The lady doth protest too much, he realized, reading between Moka’s words. Tsukune decided not to challenge her on it just now, however. Aloud, he told her, “I think I understand you a bit better now, so thank you.”
With a smirk, Moka flicked Tsukune on the forehead. “Idiot,” she teased. “It took you this long? I swear…”
The two teens laughed together and strolled hand-in-hand back inside, their leisurely pace intended to burn just enough time for them to arrive at the start of the last class of the day. After all, showing up in the middle of an ongoing class would be most disrespectful to the teacher.

~~~~~

Elsewhere on campus – specifically, inside the stall farthest from the entrance of the women’s restroom – Kokoa slumped against one of the walls. A few final grunts passed her lips as the last pulses of her climax faded away. The young vampire eased her familiar, Kou, from between her legs, his metallic cylindrical shape glistening with her moisture under the harsh fluorescent lights.
“Why him?” she grumbled as she caught her breath. “Why do both of us have to like that weakling human loser?” Kokoa sighed her lament. “She’s much too good for him!”
“Mistress Kokoa… if I may be so bold,” offered her still-dazed familiar, “you owe that ‘weakling human loser’ your life after he kept you from freezing to death, whee!”
“That loser acts all smooth, like he’s noble for putting those lame girls first,” Kokoa growled to herself, ignoring the talking dildo in her hand. “They all fell for it, even Big Sis! How could she? How could I?” She pounded the wall in frustration, leaving small cracks in the tile.
“Maybe you think he’s too good for you, Mistress Kokoa?” asked Kou. “Whee?”
The hot-tempered young woman gritted her teeth. “Shut up, Kou-buddy, or I won’t use you this way anymore. Got it?”
“As you wish, Mistress Kokoa,” Kou conceded. He knew he was right, but he enjoyed this “special use” she kept putting him to, far too much to endanger it.

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A/N: Another week, another chapter. As always, I welcome feedback via review or PM. This chapter is where the story really starts to veer away from anime canon into AU territory.
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