Homework

Homework

Summary: Mamimi has to study for mathematics with her boyfriend, Tasuku (Naoto’s big brother). However she isn’t really interested in anything but Tasuku. Soon she becomes extremely sidetracked. Will she ever get her homework done? ONE SHOT. Tasuku/Mamimi.

Well, perhaps not my best story of any kind, I unabashedly present this for all to read. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing this; after all, this is my first smut story. I probably seem amateurish compared to other stories like this but I don’t really care. Anyways, without further ado, I proudly present Homework.

-shik81-2

Mamimi sat on Tasuku’s lap and gazed down at the desk in front of them. She observed the scatter of random papers and the pencil with the broken tip; she chewed on the eraser end of the pencil in her hand. She tried to focus on the papers in front of her but the inked numbers only swam in her mind like schools of black fish. She leaned closer to Tasuku’s chest so the vibration of his deep voice could resonate through her. She didn’t really understand what he was saying, just a bunch of words that held no importance to her. She gazed at his strong hands that could hold a baseball bat and knock a ball beyond what a normal person could reach. Currently, his hands had exchanged the bat for the thinner and weaker pencil that held the tooth marks of an agitated girl during testing.

Mamimi inhaled deeply and nearly sighed at the sweet smell of deodorant and what she thought could have been cologne. She didn’t even care about the outer smells, but the real scent she probed for was his body itself, a scent she had learned to love. Tasuku muttered something about her math she was supposed to be studying but all she noticed was the way his lips moved when he spoke. He slid his free hand across the desk to reach the pencil sharpener as he has broken his current pencil once again, the stub the size of his pinky. Mamimi only saw the way his hand moved across the desk and felt a flutter in her heart when she thought about his hands stroking something else.

“Tasuku.” She breathed gently in his ears and across the back of his neck subtly enough to cause his hairs to stand on end as his movements paused. She relished the feel of his heartbeat through his thin t-shirt and her school uniform. She reached to the side blindly and took the pencil from his hand and tossed it aside along with hers. “My head hurts, Tasuku.”

“I might know a cure for that.” He turned his dark eyes on Mamimi and she felt her blood run cold and hot at once. Her heart seemed to be beating twice as fast; she could almost feel her brainwaves jumping from his warm gaze. She stared back boldly into his eyes that were lightly shaded by the baseball cap he had taken off when he entered her house but placed back on when he could. Mamimi took his hat and pulled it off, tossing it to the side as she slid her fingers through his dark hair. Tasuku slid one of his rough, yet comfortable hands on her thigh and upwards, just below her skirt.

The teenage girl smiled mischievously and leaned in to nip his ear. She then took her tongue and ran it down the length of his muscular neck to his collarbone to the dance of his quivering body. “Weakness one.” She whispered. She then took her hand that wasn’t wrapped around his neck, and settled it down on his leg. She took her hand and slid it up to his crotch and began to rub sensuously through the denim. “Weakness two.” She muttered through his satisfied moans.

Tasuku grinned at her and grabbed her waist and pulled her up and settled her back down on his thighs with her legs wrapped around him. He settled his head against her chest playfully as he knocked the papers on the desk to the ground. He then took her by the hips and boosted her onto the desk. He slipped her skirt and panties off slowly and teasingly until she playfully slapped his shoulder. He acknowledged her annoyed yet equally as playful glare and tore them off quickly. He then lifted her shirt over her head gently as she did the same to him. He kissed her roughly, sliding his tongue deep into her mouth. Mamimi moaned into his cavern of a mouth as she felt their tongues slide against each other, as she tasted his sweet flavor. Tasuku pulled their lips away to kiss her collarbone and he settled his lips over one of her breasts and suckled gently as he tickled her hardened nipple with his tongue. She groaned and her back arched slightly with each tantalizing pass of his tongue over her body.

Tasuku enjoyed the response he was receiving from Mamimi and dragged his tongue down to her crotch. He passed her trim down to her lips and licked upwards causing a shudder to pass through Mamimi’s body. Enjoying her shudders even more so, he clutched her quivering buttocks and dove his face into her even more so as he licked even faster with more enthusiasm. He took his free hand and inserted a long finger into her and slid it to and fro with the tip curled up towards her belly.

Moaning and sweating, Mamimi quivered from the force of her orgasm. After a minute, Tasuku stopped and she looked at him curiously. He fiddled with the buckle of his pants until Mamimi touched his hands. She smiled at him and unbuckled his belt for him. She pulled his jeans down a little and then let it slither down to his ankles as she took down his boxers as well. She gazed loving and longingly at his long stiff form as she dragged her hand along the front of her desk, trying to find the handle of one of the drawers. After a spilt second of searching she opened the drawer and glanced down and snatched up a small blue box. She pulled out the pallid package and ripped it open. With Tasuku’s help they managed to slide the condom over his firm member.

With Mamimi’s steering hands, Tasuku pulled Mamimi’s body closer until they touched and slowly entered. Mamimi wrapped her arms around his shoulders and neck and gasped out from the burst of feeling that was being relayed to her mind she titled her head back as she felt her sweat dribble down her neck into a crook in her neck. Tasuku brought his head closer and moaned into Mamimi’s ear with each thrust. Her body soon shook from the force of Tasuku and she tightened her grip on his neck.

The two hungrily pressed against the others’ mouth like ravenous wolves as they devoured one another’s tongues. After a moment, the two separated shivering, as Mamimi glided off the smooth desktop onto the ground. She pushed Tasuku forward and they both landed on her small bed across from her desk. He lay on his back as she moved her body about until she decided her position. Turning away from him, Mamimi brought her body down as Tasuku guided his erect form to her ready and warm body. As he slid into her, Tasuku gasped out in the sensation of pleasure. Mamimi then moved her body back and forth up and down, pulling and pushing on his body enough to cause him to turn red from the overload. She could feel his tense body with each turn of her body as she slid him nearly completely out of her and back down again, pulling on his skin and tickling his body.

Eventually, Tasuku felt full from her maneuvers and pushed her off of him gently and led her back to the desk. He propped his palms against the desk as he faced her. She took his condom off and dumped it in the trash next to her as she kissed his chest on downwards. When she reached his hard head she licked his length before tickling his head. She took her finger and played with the pre-cum on his head a little until she licked it up. She then pressed her plush lips against him until she took the whole of him in her mouth.

Tasuku gasped from the feel of entering her warm and wet mouth. He shivered as he felt her tongue play around his head, tantalizing him even further. When she began to suck he felt overwhelmed. Mamimi moved her head along his length and sucked hard, dragging her teeth along sometimes to add to the feeling. After a moment she pulled her lips away and Tasuku grabbed himself. The pale and thick, viscous liquid dribbled out of his wet head. Mamimi pressed her soft lips up to it and licked it away. She moved her tongue over him slowly, swallowing what she did come across, relishing the salty bitterness, a taste from Tasuku she would always love. She gazed back up at him with her light eyes as she moved her tongue on him. He returned her gaze with a pleasurable look.

After he was finished and he returned flaccid, Mamimi wiped her mouth and moved back up to him. She pressed her naked body against his and savored the smell of his sweet sweat. She kissed him lightly on the lips as he held her in a hug. For several minutes they stood like that, as though her room was gone and nothing else was even in existence in their small world of secret pleasure and happiness.

After a while, and when Mamimi’s eyes began to hood over from sleepiness, Tasuku whispered in her ear. “Whatever happened to studying?”

She jerked awake and gazed at him sheepishly. She pouted briefly but seeing his reprimanding gaze, she dropped it and bent to gather their clothes. She first gathered Tasuku’s; she pulled his shirt over his head and bent to pull on his jeans. As she moved the jeans up his long legs she kissed his body before she hid it behind the cloth. When she reached his face, she blushed when she saw his odd grin. He then helped her back into her clothes, kissing her nipples like she had kissed his body.

She was blushing wholeheartedly and she held her sleeve up to her face as though to hide her blush.

“Don’t,” he muttered as he pulled her hands away from her face, “it’s cute.”

She gazed at him with awed eyes as they gathered up her papers and set them back on her desk. From the same drawer she got her box of condoms from, she grabbed a tin and popped it open. Pulling out a white mint, she popped it into her mouth and one into Tasuku’s. Tasuku then pulled her into a quick kiss as he pulled her down onto his lap.

“Now that you got that out of your system, we should finish up your studying.” He tussled her reddish hair playfully.

She laughed joyously. “Sure, I guess.”

“Now actually try, okay?” he smiled at her and picked up their two pencils from across the room, pressing one into Mamimi’s palm and sliding back into the chair. “Now for this problem…”

Mamimi nodded lazily. She leaned her head back against his chest and felt his chest move as he breathed. She enjoyed the way his deep voice rumbled through her chest as well when he spoke. She set the lead of her pencil to the paper and tried the problem Tasuku wrote out. She smiled proudly when Tasuku told her she was doing it right. She sighed and pressed deeper into his chest, wanting their moment to never end.

She almost wanted more homework to study tomorrow too.