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Kurosawa87: Hehe, thanks. And don't worry about that. But yeah the limits of impossibility have reached a new height after that clue
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Quietriot: Glad to know I have the QR. seal of approval for this
I've always viewed Miki es extremely shy. She used to laugh out loud but always hiding behind someone
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Seed number 32 is up! Thanks for reading! Enjoy!
Oyster & PearlPart 2: PearlSurely I am lucky! I’ve got the most beautiful woman by my side and we’re together in comfortable silence watching an action movie. I couldn’t have asked for more.
Well…in reality…there is something I ask for. And that is to be completely honest to you. Now, I even scare myself thinking like that. But it’s not like I’m hiding from you a past that involves weapons and disguised aliens roaming Tokyo.
I’m hiding something I deem even more important. I’m hiding my body from you. And I hope you don’t notice that from the way I’m holding my knees against my chest. I hope you don’t notice at all but by the way you’re discretely staring at me right now…that seems almost impossible.
I’m tempted right now to just turn around and kiss you and make you mine but I must confess that every time we do that I get a bit scared. I don’t want to lose myself so much in the moment that I forget how my body looks and show it to you. You would be disgusted to see my naked self…I just know it.
But darn…don’t trace your pink lips with that sweet tasting tongue of yours! You’ll drive me to the edge! I can already taste your kisses…smell your jet black hair…feel your quickening pulse…oh and hear your moans…Shoot! I’m heating up! Forget it…I’ll just jump you right now!
“Are you satisfied?”
What?! Did you just read my mind woman?! Forget the movie, you’re blushing red! Do you want me to do sexy things with you as well? Well…don’t mind if I do…
“If you wanted me to touch you like that all you had to do was ask, cutie.”
Finally! And opportunity to attack! I pounce in the feline matter I’m recognized for and you squeak from the sudden contact. I want to kiss and have a taste of your skin and you begin to giggle from the sensation. Purposely I blink my eyes when I’m kissing your neck so that my eyelashes tickle you and let you relax under my touch. As I feel you relax I begin to push you back to the couch so that I can straddle you and have a better view of your body.
“Mmm.”
There you go again covering your moans. I can’t recognize your reactions from my touches if you keep hiding them from me. And I want to make you feel great every time I touch you so please give me a sign you like this. I try once again to suck harder on that same spot and you let out a long and loud moan.
That’s my girl. Whoever said you sucked at singing hasn’t heard this precious melody from your sensual lips and that’s just the way I like it. Your honest song is only for my ears. I begin to move my hands over places I can feel your heartbeat. And just like I thought; you like this don’t you? I can’t help but smile. I’m so happy.
“I like those sounds you make whenever I touch somewhere you like. Haha, it makes me want to do it even more.”
I snuggle close to your body and relish the warmth you give me. I know you like this just as much as I do but there’s something I also like and that’s the taste of your lips. I kiss you passionately and I feel myself relax when your lips embrace mine. My heartbeat resounds in my ears and your soft exhaling as I kiss you puts me under your spell.
But I can’t lose myself to these touches and let you take it further. If you see me…you’ll cast me aside. Your hands twitch and begin to run up my back and trace my bra. Dang it… I understand the desire to make someone completely surrender to your touch but… I’m afraid of what will happen if I let you.
First things first though; how to get you to take your hands off me in a gentle way… I don’t want to hurt your feelings but I also don’t want you to take it further than this.
“Mm…Now now my little groper; I think I’ve taught you well but let me take care of you.”
You stiffened when I whispered those words against your lips. I think I just hurt your feelings… damn… You once told me my kisses could heal you. Maybe if I trace your collarbone with them you’ll be ok. I will place millions of kisses if that’s what it takes to keep you happy. And I’ll place millions more to show you how much I love you.
“Miki, are you satisfied?”
Damn…don’t ask me that. Don’t ask me that and then look at me with eyes that tell me that my touches aren’t enough. I tear myself away from your warmth and I can’t look into your eyes anymore. Right now the credits rolling from the movie we rented seem more interesting than your eyes. Well…not more interesting…rather; less painful.
I’m not satisfied at all. You know that. But it’s not what you think. I’m not satisfied because I can’t be completely open because of my fears. I can’t give you what you want. That release from giving pleasure to someone…I can’t give it to you. It’s the same thought that runs through my mind every time you try and return the favor…
“Why can’t you answer me without thinking?”
Because if I speak my mind without thinking I just know I will babble out something completely different than what I’m feeling. And I don’t want to hurt you with my stupidity in speaking. Gosh… my eyes are beginning to sting…I can’t cry. I can’t make you feel bad when I’m the one that’s hesitating.
I glance at you and sure enough I know I’ve hurt you. Your eyes are teary. You probably noticed my glances since you quickly stand from the sofa and begin to almost run. I’m not sure if I should follow or not, you deserve your privacy after all. But that sob you let out changes my mind in an instant and I quickly follow your rushed footsteps.
Thank goodness you’re the worst at sports of else I wouldn’t have been able to catch you. But I will admit that you possess some hidden strength since that door you slam probably bruised my arm. Still no wound can keep me away from your tear stained face and I hold it between my arms to gather my whole thoughts and ask you to forgive me.
“I can’t face you like this Miki. I’m sorry…”
You can’t face me? But…Why?!
I can only bring myself to kiss you. Kissing you calms me down enough to think and sort out my actions and the soft sensation of your lips bring a new taste to my mouth. They’re salty. Salty form your tears. Tears you shed because of my incompetence but…
How come your eyes told me that you were blaming yourself for this? Does it have to do with you asking me if I’m satisfied? Do you seriously think you can’t satisfy me?! No! You’ve got it all wrong!
“How can you possibly think you don’t satisfy me?”
If I can’t give you my body to show you how satisfied I am by you then; I’ll take your body and give you a sense of pleasure you haven’t had before. You’re eyes are apprehensive but I’ll be gentle, don’t be scared.
I push you back and your body makes contact with the bathroom’s cold tiles. Your thoughts are truly foolish my love but the only way for you to notice that is by staying under my control.
As I kiss you, I feel you return the kiss as passionately as mine and that gives me courage to run my hands over your body. But your clothing is hindering my touches. I need to take these off to show you how I feel.
“Let me show you how much you satisfy me.”
Your clothes are taken off in seconds. A new record for me might I add. I think I went fast since my tone was harsh before but I don’t want you to be frightened. I won’t be harsh. I love you too much.
I take in your nude figure in front of me and wow you’re hot. Everything about you excites me; your creamy skin, chocolate brown eyes, jet black hair…everything. Suddenly I feel hungry and I want to taste your lips once again. I look into your eyes to ask for permission and what I see makes me change my mind.
You’re still wondering if I’m honest about the fact that you satisfy me. Even though I’m not satisfied I can’t let you think that it’s because of you. But right now I can’t show it to you with just my eyes. Maybe if I tell you…maybe if I tell you you’ll understand. My hands begin to roam over your body and my mouth cuts lose from my thoughts.
“The knowledge that my touches bring out reactions from your body is more than enough to satisfy me.”
It’s true you know… I couldn’t have asked for a more honest girlfriend; both physically and emotionally.
“No matter where I touch your body; your creamy skin turns pink. That’s when I noticed the reason why that’s your signature color.”
My hands are resting over your shoulders and I see my hand imprinted there. The first time I saw that I thought my grasp on your body was too harsh. But then I noticed that you blush easily…actually…I asked you if I was hurting you and you told me that I wasn’t. I didn’t believe you at first but then I traced my fingers over your bare arm and there was a slightly pink line over your delicate porcelain skin.
“When I kiss this spot right here, your pulse accelerates.”
I’m talking about your pulse point near your jaw. There I can smell the remnants of your body wash and sometimes your shampoo. I like kissing you here since it smells just like you and not like some store bought fragrance. But I decide to move lower towards your neck.
“If I bite here, a moan escapes your lips and they quiver in excitement.”
The left side of your neck is sensitive to my touches. Especially when I nip near that spot curving inwards from your clavicle… The shuddering from your lips after you moan out loud gives me energy to continue. But truth be told; there’s something I like just as much as this.
“Pressing my thumbs right at the place your hipbone ends makes your knees weak and your breath hitch.”
After you’re weakened by my touch I try and give you strength by kissing you but what I’m actually plotting is to give you more excitement. Your submissiveness is hypnotizing and the urge to get you out of this bathroom is enthralling. But I can’t carry you in this position very well so I try to bring you closer.
“Right when I scrape my fingernails up and down your back; your body arches into mine and you deeply exhale right beside my ear. And sometimes, if I’m lucky or if I did it just perfect; another husky moan escapes your lips. But still you don’t know how much that excites me do you?”
There, you’re hugging me. Your warmth brings me a sense of peace in this inner war I always have when we do this. It gives me reassurance that you’re really here and that while you’re in my embrace you can’t leave me.
In this position I bring you towards our bed. And lay you down to begin more ministrations over your body. You’re panting and suddenly you crack open one eye and stare at me…or more likely through me. I can’t let you think that my hesitance is your fault. I’m going to prove to you that it’s not.
I brush away strand of hair that sticks to your face due to sweat and your one eyed stare angers me and makes me babble out without thinking.
“Did you know that every time we’re together like this I study each of your reactions and my movements so that I can repeat them and bring you to heights you’ve never before reached?”
You don’t know, do you? I haven’t made myself clear to that fact.
“You haven’t yet realized that when I put my knee between your thighs with my hand over your stomach close to your navel; I always bite right under your left breast precisely over that rib to heat up your insides and make you arch your back again so that my hand fits under that space.”
Damn…I’m over explaining myself. Your body reacts to every single one of my touches. And a combination of actions bring me to the edge of excitement since I know I’m giving you pleasure. I want to bring you closer to myself when you’re like this. And I want to do it because maybe that way you can feel my heartbeat and hear it as it combines with yours.
“And I’m sure you haven’t noticed at all that when my hand is under that space I grab at your back and bring you closer to me so that I can hug you and plant soft kisses on your shoulder as I take in your scent.”
Oh, now I’m truly blabbering and saying nonsense. You don’t really need to know that right? You know I love you…right? Do you know?
“This is what satisfies me. Knowing what my touches do to you and how relaxed you are after we do this. Even though it satisfies me I…I can’t help but see in your eyes the fact that you think I’m unhappy… Is this not enough for you?”
Why? …No…this sudden urge to cry. I can’t keep lying to you. I can’t keep giving only half of myself. If I keep this up you will fade away.
I keep my hold tighter on your waist and my eyes sting from the tears that begin to fall. When you start to move back towards the headrest my strength diminishes and those tears I’ve long held back come rushing out. I can’t stop them. It’s impossible to do so. I’ve got to come clean. I’ve got to finally be honest to you.
“Truth is…I’m afraid…”
There…now I can’t turn back. I know you’re asking me why even if you’re silent. You have stopped your embrace and you’re waiting for me to continue. I can’t back down.
“I’m afraid I will taint you with this body of mine. That… after you see how my body looks like; you’ll hate me forever and leave me behind. I can’t imagine life without you… not anymore. And I don’t want to risk losing you no matter what.”
Please don’t leave me behind like he did. My scars and this damn habit that has scarred my body. It’s something I haven’t been able to control. He left me behind when he first saw my body and he only told me that he was disgusted to have ever touched a person with a body like mine. I know he wasn’t worthy but…
But you are everything to me. I don’t want you to toss me aside because of the way my body looks. But I also don’t want to lose you because I won’t show you who I am.
“Please don’t leave me.”
I don’t have the confidence to give my whole self to you… You are the owner of my heart but I’m afraid of letting you have my body.
“Don’t be afraid. Fear only holds you back and I want us to move forward.”
Your strong and confident voice startles me. How long have I been crying? Sitting in front of you I can see the honesty in your eyes. Should I be guided by you? Can I move forward from my own fears?
I’m too tired to stop you…both physically and emotionally. You gently coerce me to lie down in bed and your body hovers over mine. There’s passion in your eyes but there’s also love. Can I trust you to stay by my side forever?
As if reading my mind, you go ahead and take a hold of my lips in a tender kiss. And you take it slow. You don’t want to scare me but I have to admit I’m still scared. Under your kiss I try to give you control over my body but when I feel your hands grasp the collar of my shirt…
The fears that have accompanied me for a long time move forward in my mind.
I grasp your wrists and try to tell you to please stop but my voice fails me and I’m under your scrutiny. Yet as you close your eyes and sigh I can hear your voice once again.
“Your touches satisfy my every need. But there’s something they cannot calm. I want you to know how much I appreciate them, not by my reactions but…by the way I make you feel.”
Your voice was gentle as if you were talking to someone so fragile they would break. But that voice and your words actually brought me a sense of security. Then; you went down and took my neck in a kiss.
The sudden proximity of your lips to my body scares me and I tighten my hold on your wrists. I know you’ll take care of me but I can’t help but feel scared. This is the first time someone has touched me this gently. I’m scared that you will begin and then go away…
“You’ve captivated my heart and taken my body hostage. I lead the group with only one thought in my mind; ‘get home to your woman and savor each second’. Yet another thought accompanies that one. ‘Show her that you’ll never leave her side no matter what’.”
Are you speaking the truth? Your smile seems to say so but I’m suddenly dizzy. The hold I had on your wrists has tired me so and now I’ve let out a breath I didn’t even know I held. I want to believe you. I’m trying so hard to believe you. I love you. I want to be with you. I want to give myself to you.
“I…I…love you Sayu.”
Damn…why am I stuttering?! It’s not as if I’ve never said those words to you. But it’s the only thing that comes out of my lips. I can’t seem to find the courage to tell you that I want you to have me.
“I love you as well Miki.”
Your voice is soft. Your eyes are kind. Your hands over my shirt’s collar are shaking from the nerves. And those nerves don’t scare me since…since I can feel that you truly do love me and won’t leave me. I want us to merge together I want us to finally be one. I’m shaking as well and you know that I’m obviously nervous.
But I’m ready…we’re ready.
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Oyster & Pearl is over! Thanks for reading!
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