A/N: Serious LEMONS HERE!! As in hard core. Go away if you can't deal with graphic sex and also if you're under 18 – kthx. Or if you don't like lemons. On another note – my second lemon also under ghost hunt – be warned! Characters will be OoC!! No plot – just a good lemon. The '---' signify a change in PoV, '.---.---.' Signifies a change in time/setting – might be a little confusing so I'm sorry for that! If you're wondering, it starts with Mai's PoV. Enjoy!
He's my boss. I'm his employee. How did we end up in my room? He lifts me up with ease and pushes me onto the bed.
"Stop it!" I writhe under him, twisting my head to the side to stop him kissing my neck.
"Hmm, I don't think I want to." His hands slide under the hem of my shirt, rubbing circles into my pelvic bone.
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Pushing up her skirt elicits a sharp intake of breath from Mai. Her thigh is so silky… I slip my hand between her thighs; she automatically closes her legs together, locking my hands between her thighs. I can feel her moisture seeping through her thin panties.
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"Ahhh… don't…" I whimper when I can feel his fingers rub me.
"Don't you think this is getting in the way?" He hooks a finger into the elastic of my panties and snaps them against my hips. Before I can say anything he pulls it down to my knees and plunges into me with his fingers. I let out a moan that sounds more like a scream.
His stroking is making me wetter and I can feel my muscles tense up in intense pleasure.
"Nhhh…" I can't stop myself from bucking my hips up. With his free hand he pushes me down, leaning right next to my ear – whispering,
"I love it when you moan."
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I pull my fingers out of her and lick them, savouring her salty taste.
"You taste so good…" I give her an evil grin. She lets out a breathy plea.
"Don't… stop…" Who ever said I was? I roughly pull off her skirt, exposing her body from the waist down. Bad move. While I'm distracted she pushes me over and straddles me.
The air is thick with the smell of sex; everything felt, smelt even tasted like it. But we didn't care. It'll be over when the sun is up – now it's just for us. For our dirty little secret. Mai lets out another moan. Licking the salty sweat off her cheek and for the second time this night I start arousing her again.
We only have this time. Dawn is our limit – how I hate day now.
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The next day at work I avoid looking at Naru. I turn away when he comes into the reception.
"Mai. Tea." The same unaffected tone. Like nothing happened. I take in a deep breath and push away from my desk to prepare his tea.
Carrying the tray to his office I knock lightly on the door.
"Come in." I look down at the carpet and set his tea down with a loud clatter before quickly turning my heels. Before I can take a step towards the door his cold voice orders me,
"Close the door and come back here." I bite the insides of my mouth and quietly obey him.
"What do you want?" I ask after shutting the door with a soft snap.
"Last night – " I begin but Naru cuts me off
"Nothing happened." he finished my sentence.
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"You may go." I dismiss her. She turns away and hesitates for a moment before decisively stopping and walking back to me with a stubborn intent. To my surprise and walks around the desk, swivels my chair to face her before sitting on my lap, without any explanation she reaches up and kisses me. Without thinking twice I gather her in my arms, responding with even more fervour. She pulls away violently, a loud smacking noise where our lips were forced to part.
"You lie. Something happened last night. And if we don't decide to stop, we'll keep doing it." Pushing me away she stands up from my lap before straightening her clothes.
She opens the door and swiftly walks out closing it behind her with out a sound.
How dare she… I am left speechless. The shy innocent girl I once knew exists no longer. Six years does a lot to people without you noticing I realised. Not just internally but externally as well. Her childish figure is now gone replaced with a figure men of the heterosexual variety wished they had to touch and not just to look.
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The cold swirling air outside is biting as I knock on her ever-familiar apartment door. She answers, looking slightly rumpled.
"What do you want?" She sighs, pushing the pencil she was using into a sloppily done pigtail.
"Its cold out here. The least you could do is ask me in." I say inviting myself in. She gives a resigned sigh before allowing me in. Upon stepping into her apartment I notice that the usually immaculately kept apartment is now messy with tell tale signs of studying happening. The papers and textbooks all over her kitchen table is one.
"What're you doing?" I ask her, slightly confused.
"I'm studying that is what I'm doing." She replies, shutting the door behind me.
"I can see. But what for?"
"University exam." Was her short answer as she rummaged around her kitchen.
"Which university?" She gives me a pissed look before handing me a mug filled with steaming hot tea.
"I may not have looked like it while I was working for you these past few years, but I do actually have a brain and I do study. So what do you want? I'm busy." She plonks herself back on her chair, pulling that pencil out of her hair.
What did I want? I don't even know. I just came here on a whim.
"Need any help studying?"
"No. I don't need you to make me feel worse about my academic results than I already feel thanks. If you don't have anything you want would you please kindly leave after you've finished that tea. Thanks." She's irritating me now. I set the cup down on the coffee table before walking toward her.
"How long have you been studying?"
"Since… two."
"You need a break." I declare firmly.
"Who decided that? Besides. I need to do this. My exam is in a month's time." Excuses. I pull her chair out to her halfhearted protests before slinging her over my shoulder like a potato sack.
"Let me go!" she complains loudly until I dropped her on her bed. Hmm, she changed the sheets from the last time. I drop down next to her pushing her back down onto the bed.
"You are taking a break and I am staying here with you." Saying that, I weigh her legs down with my right leg and lay my arm across her torso. She finally gives up and sighs. Our following conversation is just a series of words thrown back and fourth.
"What's up?"
"Nothing."
"Why are you here?"
"Don't know."
"Why are you doing this?"
"Don't know." She rolls onto her side with much difficulty and props her head up with her hand.
"Oh you know why you are doing this. And didn't we say we're going to stop? This isn't productive."
"I never said we were going to stop anything."
"We aren't?" she asks with mock innocence.
"Yes, you very well know it as well."
"Good. Cuz you're the best. Come here." She rolls over on me; even before she got on top of me she'd already started kissing me. She kisses me deeply, softly, tenderly before licking my lips, parting my willing mouth. As I respond I hear her giggle softly.
"What's," kiss, "So" kiss, "funny?" She presses against my lips with growing passion.
"Nothing…" She mummers, popping off my buttons.
"This isn't productive right?" I ask her, rolling around so that I'm pinning her down.
"Mhm." She mummers in agreement.
"So then what're you trying to do?" I ask as I hold her hands working on my pants still.
"I'm trying to make it productive." She answers so straight faced I just have to let her have her way.
One more night. One more night of secret touches and kisses. One more night of loathing the day.
Our breathing is laboured and heavy, our bodies slick with sweat and fluids. For the second (or was it the third?) time we collapse exhausted.
"It's so much easier after the first time isn't it?" She mummers sleepily, referring to the continuous orgasms.
"It helps that I'm with you." I pant out – only starting to catch my breath again.
"Really?" She asks sweetly, running her hands up and down my body.
"And how can you say this isn't productive?" I ask her as she looks up at me from where she had rested her head on my chest.
"Because it isn't. It just makes us feel good."
"That's the point." I point out dryly. Glancing at the clock it read 1AM.
"We've been at this for awhile now Mai…"
"We have? But we still have the whole night." She says wickedly.
"Oh is that right? Then you wouldn't mind me doing this right?" I find her core and slowly stroke her.
"Ahh… That feels so good…" She moans. I stop with no warning.
"Why did you stop? It was getting good too." I know, I could feel her cum that's why I stopped.
"Beg me." I smirk.
"Oh so you want me to beg?"
"Yes, or I wont continue."
"Fine. I'll do things my way." She declares before pulling her self away from me.
"You aren't going to make yourself orgasm." I say it as more of a fact.
"No. But I'll bring you to the brink of one before stopping." She replies before running a finger down my shaft. She looks at me again. "Sure you want me to be so cruel to you?" I groan as she licks the head of my penis.
"Ok, ok – just come here." She grins like the cat that got not just the cream but also the whole bloody cow. She resumes her place next to me, snuggling up on my chest. Rolling over her I suckle on one of her hardened nipples eliciting a sharp gasp from her before stroking that sensitive nub of flesh where I knew it was.
She lets out a loud moan.
"More…" She demands weakly. Kissing her hard on the lips I plunge into her with three of my fingers. God she's so tight, I want her right now so badly. Pushing her legs apart I slowly move down until I reached the source of her ecstasy and my agony. Slowly as I ran my tongue across her sweet flower I savoured all that she had to give, probing and sucking as she writhed and moaned. Licking that sensitive nub of flesh she moaned loudly again, her cum flowing freely once more. Sliding my fingers in and out of her core to her growing rhythm I pull out of her just as I knew she would come.
"No… why'd you stop?!" I silence her with a kiss before pushing my own pulsating member into her hot centre.
"Nghhh…" She moans against my lips. Ahh… she's so tight, wrapping her legs around my body she pulls me in deeper. Slowly rocking we worked out our rhythms together. Pulling and pushing, screaming and moaning, rocking so hard the bed head was banging on the wall. She came just before mine, her muscles tightening so much in her already tight core. The pleasure seemed to be alive in my blood as we collapsed once more – a mass of hot sweaty bodies. Once our breaths caught up I kissed her sweetly once.
"That was better than good." I admit, pulling a pillow under my head.
"That's why we'll never stop." She says sleepily, yawning loudly, "I don't know about you but I'm too tired to do any more. I'm aching all over and I'm getting all sleepy…" She mutters, cuddling up to me. She's so cute like this, she looks just like a little kitten. I kiss the top of her head once more before drifting off to sleep.
The air is thick with the smell of sex; everything felt, smelt even tasted like it. But we didn't care. It'll be over when the sun is up – now it's just for us. For our dirty little secret.
A/N: yay – finished, btw I'd started the project a while ago but I never got round to finishing it… so I suppose here it is now! Hope you enjoyed the lemony goodness of ghost hunt. And please – if you've got some kind of a gripe about Mai acting the way she did you shouldn't even be reading lemons.