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izumiyagami14 · 3 years

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Dusk to Dawn

enlightenmonth // [day 1-4] morning or and evening Summary: after a long night of hanging with friends, Hikari asks Koushiro to walk her home. As they walk together in the late night, they ask each other deep questions take enlighten their perspectives on one another. Happy Enlightenmonth, everyone! I’m so excited to see everyone’s work! Bear with me with my writing (haven’t written anything Koukari in a couple years…) I hope as the month goes along my stories will be better!

Two silhouettes walked side by side down the house’s walkway, away from the loud tempo beats and laughing crowds. The chirping of crickets and the cooing of doves drowned out the upbeat music with each step the two took away from their friend’s house. Koushiro’s hands were shoved in his pockets and his eyes were locked on the ground beneath him. Hikari, on the other hand, was light on her feet and humming a soft tune.

“Aww, you two are leaving so soon? But the party just started!” A voice shouted from the balcony of the house, causing the two to stop in their tracks and turn around.

“Yeah, Mimi! I have something to do in the morning and asked Koushiro to walk me home!” Hikari shouted back. “Thank you for inviting us! Tell Taichi that I will meet him at home!”

“Will dooo~! Thanks for coming!” And with that, Mimi skipped back into the party.

As soon as the balcony door slid shut behind her, Koushiro let out a long, unknowingly held breath and the two continued walking. “For only being back from America for this short of time-,”

“She sure does know a lot of people,” Hikari finished his sentence. She glanced over at the boy next to her. His hands still in his pockets and eyes still on the ground. He looked so tense from where he was.

Koushiro mumbled under his breath, “What did she mean ‘the party just started?’ It’s almost three in the morning.” A tiny giggle escaped Hikari’s lips from his statement, causing him to look up at her and slow his pace. She skipped along the path in front of him, still humming to herself.

After a couple minutes quietly observing the optimistic girl, he managed to ask, “So, what do you have in the morning?”

Hikari stopped humming and slowed down a bit. “I’m, uh, meeting a friend for pancakes in the morning. Haven’t seen them in a while.”

Koushiro squinted his eyes at the sound of her wavering voice, but decided best to ignore it. He let out another uneasy breath and trudged along.

As the two walked side by side, Hikari could sense the tenseness slowly radiating from the boy. She could hear the overthinking gears in his head. Every thought. Every calculation. Every probability. It needs to stop.

“Hey, Koushiro?” Hikari asked, looking up at him.

“Hmm?”

“What’s your favorite childhood memory?”

His head quickly turned to meet her gaze. Flustered, he responded, “What? Why would you want to know that?”

“Just trying to make some conversation, silly. We still have a while until we’re back at the good old Yagami residence.”

“Huh? Favorite childhood memory...” he repeated the question, bringing his hands finally out out of his pockets to run through his hair. “Let’s see...”

Even with his mind digging through his memories and thoughts overtaking his steps, she could see his shoulders loosened a bit and his hands were not ready go back home to his pockets just yet. She chuckled, “Take your time.”

When her eyes rested upon the boy’s face, they widened. A soft smile she had rarely seen before landed on his face. “I think my favorite childhood memory would have to be baking with my mom.”

His contagious smile found its way to her face. After admiring the unique sight for a moment, she said, “Now your turn, Koushiro. Ask me anything.”

“Okay...” He put a pondering hand under his chin. “What is something you’ve wanted to do for a while, but haven’t done it yet?”

Hikari copied his gesture and puffed out her cheeks in thought. “Hmm... Well, they’re many things. Write a poem. Bake a cake. Oh, I know! I’ve always wanted to see the sun rise above the ocean. All the pinks and purples and oranges mixing in the water below would be an amazing sight to see.”

Koushiro was a little shocked by her answer. “You mean to tell me you haven’t-,”

“Nope! Not yet. It’s on the tippy top of my list of things to do though.” She said, making a stacking gesture with her hand as she spoke.

“I would have thought that you have seen it at least once....” He was still stunned by her remark.

Hikari shook her head and exhaled a laugh. “Just haven’t had the time to, I guess.”

Their conversation was stopped abruptly as they reached a fork in the path. One lead straight back to the Yagami residence, the other had a couple detours but did just the same. Koushiro started taking the first path, but Hikari stopped in her place, looking at her hands in front of her. When he realized she wasn’t following, he turned around.

“Hey, Hikari, is everything okay?” Koushiro said with a concerned look on his face. “I know I’m going the right way, so it couldn’t be that…” he mumbled, thinking of any possibility as to why she’s not following him.

“Everything’s fine. It’s just…” she inhaled deeply.

Koushiro gave a puzzled look, “Don’t you have something tomorrow? Let’s get you home safely.”

“About that…”

“What?” He asked, walking back toward her.

She responded, looking at her feet. “I might have…kind of made that up.”

Koushiro stopped walking and took a second to process what she said. “Then why did you ask me to walk you home?”

“To be completely honest with you,” she slowly replied, still avoiding his gaze,but walking toward him. “You looked a little uncomfortable being there. Sooo, I thought I could help with that.”

Koushiro’s eyes instantly grew wide and blood rushed to his cheeks. “You didn’t have to do that, Hikari. Now you’re missing the party.” Because of me. “Let’s go back-,” He started to turn back around.

“No, no!” She shouted, grabbing his arm and looking straight into his dark eyes. He looked upset with himself, something she did not want to see at all. “It is perfectly alright, Koushiro! I know that you love your friends and are willing to do anything for them, even when it puts you out of your comfort zone, but everyone’s ‘social battery’ runs out eventually.”

The two stood there in silence, her delicate hand still resting on his stiff arm. Koushiro let out an embarrassed sigh and looked into her eyes. “Are you positive?”

She smiled back at him. “I promise. It is completely okay with me. You don’t have to fight battles by yourself.” He tried to smile back at the girl in front of him, but his eyes darted downward to the hand still resting on his forearm. Hikari’s eyes followed his gaze and she moved her arm back to her side. “Besides, I don’t mind talking to you. I like your company.”

Koushiro brought a hand to the back of his head and scratched. Letting out another uneasy breath, he gathered enough courage, stuttering, “Hey, um... Do you want to take the longer way home? Since you apparently don’t have anything in the morning...”

Hikari smiled. “The more scenic route? I would love to.”

Silence fell between the two of them, but neither of them wanted it to stay. Hikari knew she had to think of something quick before he retaliated back to his old overthinking habits.

“New question,” she started.

“Ready when you are.”

“What’s your biggest regret?” She asked, keeping her eyes locked on his face to see any kind of expression. Sure enough, he was surprised by her choice of question.

He scrunched his eyebrows and rubbed the back of his neck with his hand. “You are really bringing up deep questions.”

Hikari waved her hands in front of her. “You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to.”

“No, no! It is quite alright,” he replied as he placed his hands back in his pockets.

A moment of silence allowed the cicadas to echo in the night sky and dance with the sound of the pair’s footsteps on the concrete. Hikari hopped onto the wooden outline of the path and started walking the line like a balance beam. Koushiro was still lost in thought until realization hit him.

“I think my biggest regret as of right now would have to be not hanging out with the other digidestined as much as I should.” He looked at his feet and started counting his steps to himself. It’s a trick he did to help his mind from wandering off. He wanted to leave it at that, but something urged him to keep talking. “I want to get to know each of you more and make that effort, it’s just been… difficult for me.”

Hikari slowly nodded her head and jumped back down to his side. She lightly nudged him with her elbow. “Well, you’re doing great right now.”

“Because it’s you.” He said before his thoughts got the best of him. He felt his face get hot from his words and brought his hands to his cheeks. “I mean… you’re easy to talk to. You don’t judge me. You understand, if that makes sense.” He paused for a second to think his way out of this. “Did I really look that uncomfortable at the party?”

She giggled before saying, “Just a tad.”

He grumbled in defeat. “Why am I like this?”

“Is that your next question for me?”

“Pardon?”

She laughed again. “It’s your turn to ask me a question. Was that it?”

Koushiro looked at the girl next to him and slowly shook his head. He saw what she was doing and smirked. Thanks to her, it was time to change the subject.

“Okay, Hikari…. What is your biggest joy in life?”

“Oh, look at you with your deep questions now.” She giggled, causing a blush to form on Koushiro’s cheeks.

“I’m just making my observations.” He defended himself.

She looked up to the night sky and subconsciously started counting the stars. It didn’t take her long to count all of them since there was too much light pollution from the city. “I guess my biggest joy in life is… I don’t know, I can’t pick just one.”

Koushiro cocked his head to the side. “Well, what did you have in mind?”

“Well, there’s my family-my biggest support system. There’s being with my friends, like Takeru, you, Sora… but I also find joy in helping others,” she sighed and glanced over at him, who was already staring at her.

When they made eye contact, his eyes darted away and looked back at the ground. “You can have many joys in life. I don’t want to make you choose just one.”

When he said that, Hikari stopped walking and looked up again. “What time is it?”

He pulled out his hand out of his pocket and looked at his watch. “It is 4:17am to be exact.”

“Golly, time is flying by,” she responded.

Koushiro hummed in agreement and turned his head to the left. He saw a path winding around the corner and the light bulb went off in his head. “Let’s go this way,” he pointed the different direction. “There’s something I want to show you.”

A little startled by his change of mood and curious by what he meant by that, Hikari gave a slight nod. “Okay.” The birds in the trees started singing their early morning tune as the two walked. “My turn then…” she started. “Where is the one place where you feel most like yourself?”

“Uh…” For the first time in a long time, Koushiro’s mind went blank. He continued to look anywhere but at her. “I honestly don’t know.”

“Really?” She smiled softly at him, trying to figure out an answer for him.

He gathered enough courage to glance back at her and his face flushed. “Hey, quit smiling at me! I can’t focus when you look at me like that.”

“Like what?” She teased, smiling even wider.

“Like that!” He says, throwing his hands in the air and gesturing to her face like she was supposed to know what he meant. “I don’t know, Hikari… I guess when I’m not worried about what others think.” Like when I’m with you.

“Hmm,” she hummed in response.

Distant waves from the approaching shoreline echoed in the dimly lit sky. Koushiro’s hand slightly brushed Hikari’s, causing him to pull hiss hand immediately back. He fumbled and fidgeted

“Do you believe in true love?” He mustered before he realized, shoving his hands back in his pockets and keeping his eyes to the ground.

“What? Why would you want to know that?” She teased again, crossing her hands behind her back and leaning forward to look at his face. His flustered face always made her smile.

“It’s my turn to ask a question,” he objected. “To be completely honest with you, I’m not entirely sure. Just… curious.”

After some thought, she said, “Well, true love could mean many things and could be between any two people. Mom, dad, sisters, brothers, friends, digimon partners, couples. It’s about unconditionally caring about someone. Putting their well-being before your own. Taking time to make them smile or doing things for them without asking. Surprising them. Talking to them about anything. Helping them achieve their goals. Respecting and accepting each other. Being a team.”

As she went on and on about this topic, Koushiro couldn’t help but admire her enthusiasm. The way her face lit up when she thought of something else to tie in. The way she made huge gestures with her arms. The way her voice picked up speed. He just smiled as they continued to walk side by side, taking in the sight of the passionate girl beside him.

When Hikari realized what she was doing, she laughed. “I’m sorry, Koushiro. What was the question?”

Koushiro stopped walking and sat down on a bench next to the shoreline. “I asked if you believed in true love.”

Hikari breathed out and sat next to him. She closed her eyes and listened to the waves crashing against the rocky shore. “Well, what do you think?”

He chuckled and looked out at the shore. “Well, from your passionate monologue, I would assume yes,” he responded quietly.

“Yeah,” she exhaled. “Yeah, then I guess so,” she replied softly, looking out for a brief second and then turning her head to meet his gaze.

The two sat there for a while, not breaking away eye contact. Koushiro unknowingly held his breath until Hikari broke the silence.

“So, what did you want to show me?”

“Well, in about two minutes and 39 seconds, you’re going to find out.”

Hikari raised an eyebrow and looked out toward the sea. Her heart fluttered when she realized what he meant by that. Right on cue, the pinks and purples and oranges mixed together in the sky. The rays of lights sent a beautiful radiant glitter on the water below. The glow glistened in her eyes as she sat there in complete awe.

Instead of witnessing the glorious sun rise from the horizon, Koushiro had his sights set on the girl next to him. He was completely mesmerized by the way the sunlight kissed her face.

“Wow… it’s so beautiful,” she whispered.

Still looking at her, he smiled softly and replied, “Yeah… pretty prodigious.”

Hikari took a deep breath and placed her hand on top of Koushiro’s hand. He did not tense up from her touch. “Thank you,” she said, meeting his eye contact.

“It was my pleasure,” he replied, his heart beating a little too fast. He hoped the sound of the crashing waves covered that.

The two sat there next to each other in the morning sun. Words left unspoken about the night we’re about to make way to this moment, when all of a sudden, a buzzing sound came from Hikari’s phone and her eyes widened from the caller ID.

“Taichi, hi! No, yeah! I’m so sorry for not telling you where I am! Where am I? I’m still out with Koushiro. Yeah, we are taking the more scenic route back.” She stood up from the bench, indicating for Koushiro to stand up as well. “I’m sorry for worrying you. I’ll be home in a bit. Okay, bye.”

Koushiro cleared his throat. “Let’s get you home then.”

Hikari smiled at him, hoping to have more times like this. “Okay.”

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tomsrebeleyebrow · 4 years

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Bad timing part.2 | tom holland x fem!reader

part.1

Summary: Tom stake to his words. In fact, since the viagra incident, your life was in a constant loop of teasing and frustration. But the torture ended when the boy finally asked you to marry him. Joy and happiness overwhelmed you, but you couldn’t help asking yourself a single question: what will happen during your honeymoon?

Warnings: language, sexual teasing/tension, SMUT including romantic first time sex fingering, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex (wrap it up kids) and sooo much more, oh and fluff too obviously!

Word Count: 5228

A/N: you cheeky beauts 😏... so many of you asked for a part2 whaaaat!! I think I’ve left you guys a bit frustrated, am I right? 😜 so I tried to please everyone bc you all gave me ideas and stuff, so it’s a mix of everything I guess? 👀 as originally requested by @photoshopart15 but also as a general demand, here it is! hope you will enjoy it as much as the first one, you cheeky beasts 😉✨ did I enjoy writing it too much? judging by the word count... HECK YES 🙈

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Tom is a kind and well-mannered man, always putting the others before himself. You knew that since day one. And when he had a precise idea in mind, boy does he keeps his words until he goes fully through it.

After the viagra incident Tom was teasing you any time he had the chance, to the point you would have to lock yourself into a room or just go out by yourself to calm down. You have never been so fuzzy, your whole face starting to keep the blushing aspect. Any occasion was an excuse to push you at your limits. And he loved it. But you kind of got used to it by the time and well, and learnt to live with it.

Then came the day Tom proposed to you.

And later came the weeding.

"I do."

You remember saying these two special words during the ceremony. Exchanging vows with your loved one surrounded by the people who are precious to you both is just how you imagined that day. Beautiful yet intimate, with little extravaganza touches from Tom.

The best day of your life.

The sun begins to set little by little, letting behind it an orange-reddish sky before it disappears below the horizon. Some rays still light the bedroom you actually are. The peaceful roll of the waves running aground the shore livens up the surrounding, sometimes followed by tropical birds’ cries. Calm. Total serenity. And relaxing, just what you needed.

For your honeymoon, Tom booked a villa on stilts in the Maldives for three weeks. You arrived a few hours ago, slightly bitten up by the jet lag but more than happy to be finally there. No one around but you and the beach of the island at five minutes by boat. You are totally living the dream.

As the weather has nothing to do with London at the moment, you just wear a simple top and some sport shorts. Your hair put into a messy bun, you lay on your stomach on the king size bed that is at the perfect place to watch the sunset. Right in front of it, the patio door widely open to this magnificent scenery and the last ray warming up your exposed skin. Phone in hands, you scroll through it as Harry already sent you the first pictures he took of the wedding.

You couldn’t suppress the smile on your face. Both you and Tom had bright smiles on the photographs, sometimes with teary eyes due to emotion but still radiating happiness and love for each other.

A new chapter of your life just started and you can’t wait to see where it will take you with the man you love.

Speak of the devil, you notice now that the running water coming from the bathroom stops. Just like the humming from inside. Another two minutes later, the wooden door opens to reveal your newly husband freshly exiting the bathroom, only wearing a boxer tight around everything his hips and hair still wet. And to think that he can look hot with and without clothes... and that he is now officially yours.

You hear his steps on the creaking parquet as he approaches your shared bed and look over your shoulder. Then the bed dips from the weight of his body next to you.

"Looks like Harry did a great job with the pictures, right?"

Tom’s hot breath is next to your ear as he speaks, sending you chills over your body. When you turn slightly your head towards him, his face is close to yours that you can feel the heat coming from him. His eyes look lovingly at the picture you stopped on: both of you sharing a kiss after your vows.

“The pictures are beautiful, indeed” you reply in a whisper, eyes back on your phone.

You feel him leave a kiss on top of your exposed shoulder, his lips warm from his previous shower. He then put his chin on the nap of your neck, getting closer as if searching for more closeness, his still wet torso against half your back.

“I want to frame that one when we go back home” Tom adds while putting one hand over yours which holds the phone.

Your heart is thumping from many emotions rushing through your mind and body. You sure feel blessed to be now married to this young man you knew since your young age, not to forget how attracted you are to each other. Yet the incident of “that day” still remains fresh in the back of your head.

But you were a newly married couple now so why would you be frighten or self-conscious about... what has to come? That is right, you have no reason to be scared. Not at all.

You lock your phone and let it fall on the soft sheets. Your hands still linked, you now intertwine your fingers with his as you kiss his cheek then repeat the action a few times, a bit slower and lips never leaving his skin. Tom slightly pulls away turning his head to look at your face, admiring the gleam in your eyes that are like an open book to him.

In a light motion Tom pushes your upper body to make you turn on your back. After biting his lips to hide a smirk, he slides closer to you and both of you roll on the bed followed by giggles. Now wrapping his strong arms around your frame, Tom hugs you tightly against his chest.

“My beautiful wife...” he mumbled, pressing the tip of his nose into the tresses of your hair. “... Mrs. Holland.”

The last statement makes you heart thump heavily, cheeks starting to redden.

“I love you, Tom, so much” you whisper, answering the unspoken way his heart relayed just how much he loves you as well.

A giggle escapes your lips when he huffs a hot breath against the rim of your ear squeezing you even tighter in his arms before finally relaxing into a soft cuddle. Sliding one of your arms around his back, you snuggle into his frame trying to be as close to his body as possible so he can be enveloped by your warmth and body heat.

Then Tom shifts just a bit placing his hand on your cheek, getting you to tilt your head up where he admires the shade and gleam of your beautiful eyes before pulling you to meet his lips. Instantly your body melts under the gentle and warm sway of his kiss, that feels soft and sweet like the perfect flavour of ice cream.

The moment Tom pulls away your eyes flutter hazily, telling him you want another with the soft way you whisper his name.

"Someone’s needy..."

Not trying to hide his smirk anymore, the man is more than happy to give you all the kisses you could ever want as he leans down again meeting your lips in the middle. One more kiss turns into many, as one of your hands glide into his wild brown hair. Your eyes soften, parting your lips when his tongue slides over your top lip wanting to make the kisses more steamy.

The heated sway of his slick muscle laps around your own slowly and sensually coating it with his saliva, letting you become enthralled and overwhelmed so much by his passion that a small murmur of a moan hazes into his lips.

"Mmh, I can never get enough of the way you taste" Tom mutters the moment he pulls away licking his lips, noting the thin trail of saliva connecting you together.

He then trails the edge of his lips down your neck while placing soft enticing feather-like kisses.

“What do you say about me marking this gorgeous body of yours?” he rasps, letting the heat of his breath haze against your skin and picks a soft patch to suck on.

It takes you a moment to realise he is indeed leaving you a hickey. Such a mark would not be the first one he has given you, but you always remind him to not make them too big and somewhere easy to hide. But today, you don’t want to impose him any restriction.

And that is when you feel some kind of pressure... between your legs. More precisely against your core. You let out a high pitch squeal when the steady pressure evolves into back and forth moves. You can’t stop a few moans escaping from your mouth at the feeling, Tom’s hips in total rythme with his sucking.

Your body arches more into his, letting him have complete access to your neck. Tom slides his tongue up and down, sucking and swirling his muscle till a deep purple love bite is forming against your skin, right on the side of your collarbone. Only then does he pull away to admire his handy work.

A tingle slides through your body as he uses a few of his fingers to caress over your love bruise, as if he could feel how warm and pulsating your skin and heart are. Short-winded and almost sweating, your eyes still blurry with what just happened, and definitely wet down there. A total reminder of the “incident”.

Then you see it. His huge deadly smirk, staring at you so deep as he perfectly knows what he is doing to you.

And without a word Tom stands up from over you and the bed, passing his finger through his now dry curls as he starts walking towards his luggage on the other side of the room.

“Alright, a boat’s gonna take us to the restaurant of the island for 7pm so let’s get ready.”

And the man just leaves you still on the bed to go change into the bathroom. You roll onto your side, breath still short while squeezing your thighs together to find some relieve.

That. Fucking. Bastard.

* * * *

Fortunately, the delicious food and tasty cocktails appeased your infuriated more like frustrated state from earlier. You were not THAT mad at Tom... but still. Since you left the villa to have dinner on the beach, you never felt so tensed. You tried your best to not show your husband bad attitude because first, he doesn’t deserve any of it and two... There is no other reason, actually.

You racked your brains all evening. You knew you were ready, and that is why you mostly welcomed Tom into your shared steamy embrace. And it all stopped abruptly like he did every times since the viagra incident. But now, you were married so why does he keep playing that hell of a teasing game?

So you kept your composure as much as you could, even when Tom tried to be touchy-feely. Each time both your skins made contact, it surprised you to the point Tom started wondering if you were alright. But you still managed to conceal your weird behaviour to him.

But he still noticed something was on.

* * * *

You are finally back to the villa. Tom gentlemanly helps you to get out of the little boat, not without nearly falling into the sea as doing so. At least, his usual goofy self always brings a smile on your face. Tom opens the door to let you in first, and you thank him as you do.

Entering the house you stop when you notice the inside plunged into complete darkness, but with candles lighten up here and there. In the air flutters a calming perfume of tropical flower, just enough to mix with the salty perfume of the sea. And at your feet are spread flowers petals as if creating a path to lead you somewhere.

“You like it?” Tom whispers in you ears, giving you the chills.

“T-That’s really pretty, but why-”

“Shh, you will see, princess.”

Before you can finish your sentence, Tom’s hands gently press onto your hips and he slowly pushes you to make you walk. As he walks you through the dark villa - and banging into some furnitures on the way which makes you laugh again, you now are able to guess where he takes you.

Tom then stops you in front of the familiar wooden door to open it, and before your eyes is a nicely arranged the big bathroom with the same lighted candles around the bathtub already filled up with water and petals. But what takes your breath away may for sure be the beautiful view from the patio window on which the bathtub is placed against. You can still hear and see the sea waves in the darkness of the night, but in the distance you can make out some lights coming from the next door island. There are actually curtains on both sides of the window, slightly closed to keep some intimacy but still a bit see-through.

A bright blush decorates your cheeks at all the display as suddenly tones of intimate thoughts crosse your mind.

“As cliché as it sounds, I always wanted to take a bath together. And now that we are married...” Tom interrupts himself to slide his arms around your hips, as you take a breath and lean back against his chest.

“Well now that we are married, I wanted to try it with you. Do you want too?” He murmures with his suave voice, placing a soft kiss against your slender neck as you nod your head.

“Y-You also brought some champagne, as I see” you notice, still overwhelmed in the warm embrace of your lover.

The bottle in an ice bucket and two flutes glasses are nicely presented on a wooden coffee table next to the bath. Tom nods against your cheek, leaving another kiss there. With a pounding heart you nuzzle your face against his, feeling his smooth face on your lips and his natural scent filling your nostrils.

"Can I undress you? Or we can undress each other? Piece... by... piece..." Tom places a kiss after each word, making you feel all warm and tingly as he then trails his hands down your hips and massages your thighs under the summer dress you decided to wear tonight.

"Ah... I like the sound of that. Can I go first, please?" you shyly ask, looking at him through your long eyelashes.

After moving you to the center of the bathroom, Tom turns your body around to face him and agrees to your demand. He is unsurprised when you start unbuttoning his stripped white and lavender shirt. Letting it fall at his feet, he takes his cue and bends down to his knees, running his hands up and down both your legs up under your dress.

You can't take your eyes off his sleek and sculptured chest muscles. Your fingers wander along his neck to then stop on his broad shoulders.

Smirking at your focused eyes Tom takes the edge of your dress to pull it up your hips, your thighs finally at his mercy. As he purposefully has a gander at your black coloured panties, he gives both your thighs a nice warm kiss and then stands up while tugging your dress upend off your entire body.

A pant full of desire escapes your lips so Tom takes a little initiative and grabs your hand to place it on the front of his darted white pants, encouraging you to unbutton and slide the zipper down. Which you do after a few seconds of looking into his lustful brown eyes, pushing at the waistband before the material gladly slips down his long legs and pools around his ankles.

He kicks his pants away before encouraging you to approach him closer. But you stop him and with trembling hands, you slowly unclasp your bra, not daring to look directly at Tom as your cheeks keep flushing.

His tongue licks his bottom lip admiring the outline of your breasts coming into view. Tom thought you would be a little reluctant to completely undress in front of each other, even if he has seen your gorgeous curves before but you surprise him by taking the first step yourself.

With blushy cheeks, you still hide your almost exposed tits with an arm. Tom can't help himself when he steps up to your body and presses your bare chests together, meeting you in the middle for a kiss. The feeling of your soft breasts is a complete and utter turn on for him, as his hands began to gently explore your body a little by caressing around your hips and down your back before dipping one into the back of your panties to give your bottom a nice squeeze.

A moan of his name hazes into his mouth as you wrap both your hands around his rippling back muscles, while you can feel him greedily wanting to pull down your last remaining article of clothing.

But you feel he doesn’t want to force you into anything you don’t want to. Or maybe... will Tom actually interrupt everything like before dinner? That would be even worse, just by analysing the current situation you are in. Despite being a little jittery with tones of questions in mind, your own hands slide down his hips and push at his boxers, blushing at the way they easily slide down his legs lower on his v-line.

"Adventurous, little missy?” Tom teasingly rasps when you can't help but fully eye his now well endowed manhood for the first time.

It is not surprising that you stutter out an answer and tilt your face away, but it gives him a moment to caress down your stomach and grip the waistband of your panties and lower them leaving you both equally naked.

Your hands shake with embarrassment but since Tom is not hiding himself, you try to adapt some of his courage and allow the man you love to have an unhindered view of your body that he has desired for so long. And he takes full advantage of bouncing his eyes up and down with zero shame.

"Dammit baby, have I ever told you how beautiful I think you are?" he groans softly in defeat, nestling his face in your neck.

A smile slides up your lips as you whisper you feel the exact same way, causing him to face you again and cup both of your cheeks for a nice warm kiss. Once you part, he leads the way into the tub which is delightfully warm enough and encourages you to sit between his legs.

At first you are still a bit shy about that but don't really have a choice as you both slide down and sit in the water. Your heartbeat is thundering, which doesn’t help the fact you can properly feel the shape of his cock against the bottom of your ass. It is way too late to shy away now. Tom is indeed hard, clearly turned on from having his naked wife in his arms for the first time. Leaning forward, he gives the nape of your neck a warm and sensual kiss while both of his hands caress up and down your now soaked legs.

"Mhm, Tom... Y-you can touch me..." you murmur to him leaning back and allowing him more access to your neck, which he takes advantage of with many more kisses and several gentle nibbles, enjoying your flavour.

"Where would you like me to touch you, gorgeous?"

Taking a breath, your hands slide under the water and grab both his, placing them against your breasts. Your matching golden rings make contact and instantly, Tom starts slowly and sensually groping them, earning some very satisfying skin tingling moans of his name from your perfectly pink lips.

"You make my mind so hazy, Tom... All the damn time" you whisper between light moans, his large hands making wonders.

Deciding to explore another part of your body, his fingers pet down your stomach and edge your legs further apart before gliding down the womanly outline of your slit.

"A-ah, Tom...!" you whimper out of surprise, but his touch is slow and sensual and it assures you he just wants to make you feel good.

When your body starts to relax, Tom continues his soft pleasuring of your lower lips, while still squeezing one of your breasts and kissing both your neck and shoulder several times. The moment he curls one digit between your warm folds, your entire body spasms with waves of foreign pleasure.

You begin panting, as if showcasing how unprepared you were for this sensation. But he calms you down using his free hand to push your cheek to meet his lips while he works a slow rhythm of back and forth. Quickly, the curl and sway of his slender digit starts to feel utterly amazing so he slowly adds a second one, making you moan of pleasure.

“O-oh, Tom! I-It feels so good!”

Tom grins as he nips at your neck to feel the vibrations of your mewls of delight, while he notes the subtle difference between the sticky sensation starting to warm his fingers and the water around. However after pleasuring you for awhile he pulls away and whispers into the rim of your ear, his desires to continue this in bed.

“(Y/n), I want you so fucking bad and I want to thoroughly enjoy you” Tom growls as he nibbles your lobe between his teeth, slightly tugging it.

It sounds almost desperate and what can you say? You were as much desperate as he is right now, so you have no intention of denying him after coming this far. You prove your husband how deeply in love you are with him by turning in his lap, wrapping both hands around his neck and deeply kissing him.

Using his amazing upper body strength to pick you up bridal style, he lets the water thoroughly drip from both your bodies before taking careful steps out of the tub. Thankfully, there is a rug on the floor so he doesn't slip or slide as he rests your butt down against the sink.

You smile at him with soft pink cheeks as he tries to dry you off a bit. But it is pretty much a lost cause since Tom just admires your body for the most part. He uses another towel to dry himself off a little before being very direct with the way he pushes apart your knees and picks you back up, forcing you to wrap your legs around his back and making you blush brightly as your hands cling to his broad shoulders.

The next thing you know, your back is laying against the soft mattress where he instantly starts some very sensual kisses. Starting with your lips and working down to your neck, eventually claiming one of your soft nipples.

"Mhm Tom, I love your kisses so much" you practically purr to him, unable to do much but run your hands through his brown locks and down just a bit of his smooth back muscles. Honestly, you are kind of grateful for his hungry desire to take the lead, as the way he is sucking and licking between both of your breasts just feels sensational.

His coffee orbs glance up as he lets go of one of your tits with a juicy pop and notes your closed eyes and relaxed features, finding it a nice time to go further south. He places soft kisses down your bellybutton, which let you know where he is going but you assure yourself you are okay as long as it is him.

With a lift of your leg, his eyes graze over the intimate pink outline of your womanhood, but he doesn't go towards your sex right away. His lips kiss softy at your inner thigh, bringing tingles up your spine as you find his slowness and need to appreciate all your body romantic and endearing.

"Your skin is so damn soft... And your smell is driving me crazy" Tom growls again, gliding his tongue up as he eases apart your knees until the tip of his wet muscle laps over the middle of your slit before instantaneously turning it into the most intimate French kiss you could ever imagine.

"O-oh! K-kissing me right there... i-is strange...!" you shyly murmur, gripping both of your hands against the sheets. But soon all you can think of is the enthralling sensation of his tongue as he thoroughly slides between your folds and thrusts back and forth, turning you into a moaning and mewling mess.

One of your hands finds its way into the back of his hair, where you give a few tugs in the throws of your pleasure. In turn both of his hand glide up your hips to keep you in place, while he continued to eat you out like one of the best meals he ever had in ages.

At this point, you are not sure if you are being loud or too quiet anymore, but the answer doesn’t really matter as the passionate sway of his tongue is talented enough to have the oddest sensation warming the pit of your stomach. But you don’t have the time to ask him because you are experiencing your very first orgasm.

"H-hah, fuck... You taste amazing, baby" Tom husks as he pulls back to lick the slick sweet essence of your arousal from his lips. He then wipes off the bottom of his chin before rising above your body to caress one of his hands against your cheek and give you a hasty kiss that lets you taste yourself.

“Oh Tom, I love you so much" you mutter during his flavourful kisses when suddenly, you can clearly feel the tip of his cock poking against your inner thigh.

"I love you too, so much” Tom kisses your lips a last time. “Ready to enjoy the ride, my beautiful wife?”

And as words are about to leave your mouth, Tom moves his face closer to you ear.

“And no need for me to take any blue pill, right?”

He for sure means it to sound like a tease. At a time like that. Well, it wouldn’t be Tom if he didn't remind you of the day you non-naturally made him excited because he was being such a brat. And remembering it right now is even worse, judging by the redness of your cheeks.

“S-Stop with that- aah!”

Yet again he does’t let you speak fully as his hips slide up to press the tip of his cock at your entrance. Griping both hands against your own, he fills you to the brim with his girth in a slow but smooth thrust.

"Ah-mhm... Ooh, Tom" you mumble of slight discomfort but you quickly assure your husband it doesn’t specially hurt too much, just feels sensational and unbearably tight at the same time.

He kisses your neck and lets you know you could claw or squeeze him as necessary if you feel any pain, which has you smiling and returning a peck to his cheek and another to his neck nuzzling him like a kitten.

"You can move Tommy, I'm okay..." you whisper into his ear, pulling back to meet his eyes where he most certainly doesn’t need to be told twice as hearing you use that particular nickname makes his stomach flip.

So he eases his hips backwards only to slap forward hard enough for you to toss your head and yelp out his name in a moan.

“Ah! Tommy!”

You feel him rock the most dizzying rhythm into your body that it has you squeezing his shoulders and moaning his name on harmonious repeat. That was the sexiest tune he has heard in his entire life. The sound of your voice and the pleasured look in your eyes feeding his desire all the more, as he thrusts his hips back and forth and then growls like an animal about how tight you are squeezing him.

"S-shit, I can feel how wet you are baby... Practically dripping all over my cock" he rasps while biting warmly at the side of your neck, to give you a mixture of possessive teeth marks and bright purple hickey.

You can’t even muster a reply as he picks up your legs and slides his warm strong hands under your ass to ensure he could pick up his pace to fuck you faster and deeper. Which you doesn’t seem to mind because your hand squeeze his sweaty back, and get off on both the pleasure and the sweet smell coming from his body.

He smirks before sharply claiming your lips, thrashing his hips back and forth and sloshing your juices that lets you know he wasn’t lying before when he said you were wet. That along with the accompanying smell of raunchy sex has your mind become so overly dizzy and hazy that you can barely concentrate.

His hips become sloppy with his desperation and you completely understand that feeling as you cling to him, even dragging a few of your nails down his back not really out of any pain but more so the intense sensation tightening in the pit of your stomach. With a few more hard and deep thrusts that rock both your bodies in perfect unison, Tom presses deeply into your tight pulsating folds allowing you both to achieve release simultaneously.

One hell of scream leaps from your vocal chords as the most vision blurring orgasm of the night sways through your system. Slowly Tom eases your bottom back down to the mattress since he has sort of propped up your lower body for those few aggressive minutes.

When coming back to his senses, Tom pulls out of your core causing you to hiss from the loss of being so full. He pants almost as heavily as you and after proudly and hungrily admiring both your mixed juices coming out from your core, the man slides down tiredly next to your side.

"How... do you feel, gorgeous?" he huffs, taking a few deep breaths as lazily bringing an arm around your frame to keep you close to his sweaty frame.

"I... f-feel a bit tired... but also good, really good..." you smile to him, cuddling closer and placing a kiss against the middle of his chest before snuggling your cheek against his soft and warm skin.

He sighs in relief, not voicing how he thought he was being a bit rougher than he meant to be, but instead runs one of his hands down the middle of your back in a soft soothing petting motion.

“Damn, the champagne!” Tom suddenly shouts out of nowhere, startling you a bit.

Tom reluctantly detaches from you, not without a sloppy kiss and stil butt naked, he runs back into the bathroom and comes back with the bottle in one hand and the flutes on the other. You also notice a small towel hanging on his shoulder, probably to clean you both from your previous activity.

You giggle at him, smiling warmly letting the thumping of his heart lull you as you finally share a glass of champagne, still naked and bodies tangled together and into the soft sheets. Both of you hold each other tightly, letting each other’s heat warm your bodies and just keep chatting until your eyelids feel too heavy to stay open.

Life sure feels great.

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For All of Us [Part 6]

Chao and Jane sat in her kitchen. The small granite island was the perfect place for practicing magic, or so Chao said. Chao sat a small candle in between the two of them, and Jane shifted uncomfortably as Chao placed his hands on hers. “Now although this is simple magic, it’s still dangerous. So just stay calm and you’ll be ok.” Jane nodded. Chao snapped his finger back like a lighter, and carefully lit the candle. “Close your eyes,” Chao commanded. Jane followed the order and flinched as she felt Chao gently picked up her hands. He was surprisingly careful, Jane noted. Jane wondered if he'd done this before. If he had practiced being calm, the god of being crazy, to soothe his summoners. She felt herself smile at this, and just like a shot at the doctor, it was over in a second. Jane felt her hands grow warm, and she couldn't help but peek. Her hands were directly in the fire. Her immediate reaction was to jerk back, but she only twitched, as Chao was still holding her. Jane pulled her hands from Chao, but remained in the fire. It didn't hurt. She rubbed her fingers together in the flames, enjoying the warmth. As she pulled farther away from the fire, it swished and turned a dull purple color. Jane stared, mesmerized at the flames she was holding. Chao smiled and leaned back in his chair. Watching a summoner perform magic the first time was always one of his favorite memories. They just looked so awestruck, like a little kid first seeing fireflies, or getting their first puppy. Chao propped his head up with his third arm, waiting to see how long it would take for Jane to move. Aside from blinking, it took 3 minutes and 27 seconds. He counted. After that she carefully started moving the flames. First just separating her hands, then trying to pass it from hand to hand. She tried moving it up her arm, and shooting it off her finger like a gun. Chao watched, amused, as the summoner played. She finally got the hang of it, moving the fire all on her own, letting it glide across the counter without so much as a touch. Jane smiled, giddy and giggling. Chao sighed and felt the blocks around his cheeks twitch slightly as they warmed up. He couldn't help it. She smiled like kid on Christmas, childlike wonder dancing on her face, her eyes lit up like emeralds, and her hair falling messily around her shoulders as she practically laid on the table, whipping small sparks into the air. Jane finally looked up at Chao, the lavender glow framing her face. “Good job Jane,” the monster praised. Jane smiled. She was technically an adult, so it wasn't too often she got genuine praise. She couldn't stop. She tried throwing fire and lighting candles from afar. She kept going and kept going. That is until she crashed.

Chao looked over at Jane. She had passed out on the couch. Magic takes more energy than most summoners first realize. He stepped closer to her, and gently picked her up. He had to be particularly careful, going from a couch to hard wood would often be jarring enough to wake people up. Jane however, Chao was relieved to find, was a very heavy sleeper. He carried her to her bedroom and laid her down. He pulled off her eyepatch and headband, but didn't bother with her clothes. He laid her blankets over her, and left her to sleep. “Goodnight Jane,” he whispered as he closed the door behind him.

Jane smelled food. She was barely awake, yet she was sure someone was cooking. She flung herself out of bed, and changed into her weekend clothes, sweatpants and a band t-shirt. She peeked out of her bedroom to see Chao juggling two pans and several bowls as he danced around the kitchen. “Good morning!” He sang out. Even Jane, who despised mornings more than anyone, found herself smiling at his enthusiasm. As she stepped fully into her kitchen, she noticed the burners burned with a deep purple fire instead of the normal orange one. “Hungry?” Chao grinned. “Yeah,” Jane admitted. “Good! You’re cooking!” Chao released his grip on the flames and they roared to life; Jane flung herself towards the burner, desperately trying to hold back the fire with the magic she’d learned the previous night. Chao stood to her side grabbing the second pan. “Not bad summoner,” Chao teased. “You’re a dick!” Jane laughed. Chao grinned and flicked his pan, helping to sauté the vegetables and eggs within. Jane cracked her knuckles and flipped the pancakes in her pan, causing the fire to burst up as she jerked her hand. “Not so easy, huh?” Chao leaned over, nudging her with his third elbow. “Nope,” Jane stepped in, barely an inch from the monster's face, making him lean back slightly, “and Chao?” He simply stared at her. “Your eggs are burning.”

After the fiasco Chao and Jane finished cooking their breakfast. Just in time for lunch. The duo sat on the couch, actually having made a decent sized meal, and ate. Jane turned on the TV and they just sat together. Jane had to admit, when she tried to summon a demon, she hadn't expected him to be like this. Chao sat propping his legs up on the table like he owned the place. Yeah, he was as cocky as a stereotypical demon, but he was different too. She felt herself lean on him from the exhaustion of cooking. Jane had been sitting hunched over her food. If not for her lazy ponytail she had put in whilst cooking, she’d be draping her hair in her food. Chao wondered how such an edgy little pre-adult could wall herself off so much. He couldn’t help but be surprised as she leaned on him. Humans rarely find solace in the company of monsters. Of course there are often exceptions. He himself- well... Giuliana and Pia were lovers after all. Chao gently laid his head on top of Jane’s. “Sooo,” Jane began, “What’s our next mission? Giant cheese demon?” Jane crammed some of her omelette in her mouth. “Cheese demon?” Chao smiled. “I don’t know,” Jane took another bite, “My omelette had cheese in it, and I don’t know man.” Chao smiled. “I figured we would try a few more light hearted missions before anything too serious.” “Serious?” Jane looked up at Chao, who suddenly focused more on his food than her. “Well yes,” he began, “summoners do have a job after all.” “What kinda job? Do I have to free more monsters like Giuliana?” “Not really,” Chao sat up, moving to lean on the other end of the couch, “While I'm sure there are more trapped monsters, I don't know of any, no a summoner's job is almost more political than anything.” “What? Booo,” Jane frowned, clearly unimpressed. Chao shifted slightly. “I know it doesn't sound so impressive,” Chao admitted, “but humans are violent creatures. If you want to do much of anything, we need to get to the point humans won't shoot me for just existing.” “People have shot you?” Jane turned to fully face him. “Well yes, but it's more an inconvenience than anything. I just need to replace pieces. Honestly, it's you I worry about. Humans don't know how to kill monsters, but you, they can and will hurt you.” Jane shrunk back in her seat. “You know first hand how scared humans get when it comes to monsters,” Chao looked down at Jane who looked almost sick, “don't worry too much Jane, I'll do anything I can to protect you. We all will.” “What if I can't do it?” Jane looked up at Chao, she'd never been responsible for anything anywhere near this important before. She felt a knot growing in her guts. “Well,” Chao gently placed his hand on Jane’s shoulder, “No one else ever has. Finish your breakfast. Then we'll talk.” He stood and paced around the apartment. “Chao you're kinda giving me mixed signals here, is this serious or not?” Jane forced herself to take another bite of her omelette. “It is,” Chao let his body shift to one side, his pieces sliding apart before he pulled them back, “but not just yet. No one is suspicious of you, so you're safe, until the authorities can tie us together you'll be just fine.” Jane furrowed her brow, pushing eggs around her plate. Chao walked over behind her and draped his arms around her. “You're making it pretty hard to eat,” Jane teased, struggling to hold up her fork. “You weren't eating anyway,” Chao stole the bite of egg of Jane’s fork, and Jane shoved him away, getting a little to flustered to let him keep going. “Chao I'm gonna go to bed for a little bit,” Jane pushed her plates onto the table and stood. “But you just got up,” Chao looked at her, but she didn't look back. “Yeah,” she shrugged slightly, but continued to her room.

Chao turned on the TV once Jane had left. He never much cared for news, but he had to be sure.

Reports are coming in from West Centensburg of a robbery at the Historian’s Museum of Art. Several pieces were either destroyed, or are outright missing. Police say they have few suspects, but the main eyewitnesses aren't much help. Unfortunately none could be interviewed at this time, as it seems they are all very shaken up over the events, and can't recollect their stories.

In other a mews, a new kitten has been adopted in-

*Click* Chao turned the TV off again and sighed. He should've been more careful and he knew it. Chao walked over and gently opened Jane's bedroom door. “Jane?” Chao took a step in, “I just wanna ask you something real quick, can you just sit up?” Jane did as she was told, but still didn't look towards the monster. “I have something for you,” he bribed. Jane turned slightly as Chao moved a large piece on his chest and jammed his arm in the hole that was left. As Jane stared at him in horror and awe he ripped out a small group of blocks that formed a small heart shape. Chao held it in one hand while another pulled his eye off his face. He gently grabbed the edge of his snake like pupil and pulled it out like a long thread. He cut it with his third hand, put his eye back with his second, and threaded the heart onto the “string” like a pendant. As his final act, Chao held out the necklace to Jane, who reluctantly took it. “Um, thanks. I guess??” Jane looked up at Chao who smiled sheepishly. “I know you aren't a fan of me watching you, put I figured we could make this exception. I'm going home for a moment, and I'll need to be able to talk to you so you can open the door again when I'm finished.” “Why don't I just go with you? Can I only open the door from this side?” Jane tied the necklace around her neck and let it lay with her others. “No, you can, it’s just, you need to rest and think. Plus, I'm not sure you're ready to visit home,” Chao laid a hand on Jane’s shoulder, helping her lay back down. Jane nods lightly, and rolls over in her bed. Chao lays a hand her side, smoothing out the blankets before he steps out. As he walks down to the basement, he takes a moment to enjoy this place before he goes home. As if he fears that if he leaves, he'll never return again. It was always hard going home for the first time after just coming back, but it was necessary. Chao ran his hand over the door, before carefully stepping through. Chao stepped in the door. To home. His home specifically. He looked around his familiar basement and felt himself cringe slightly at this would be the first part of home Jane would see. He forced himself to keep moving. As he hurried through his front door he looked to the modest home beside his. Just in case. Chao thought.

Jane felt her hand keep brushing over Chao’s pendant as she tried to rest. It was a new thing she wasn't used to, so over and over she felt her fingers trace it’s cool surface. He quite literally gave you his heart. Her half asleep mind informed her. It’s not like that, it's just a symbol. Jane bickered back at herself, rolling over. She sat up, unable to rest. Even before Chao left she couldn't rest, she had to much on her mind. Her eye that wasn't blanketed under a fake eyepatch gazed along the paths on her carpet. The carpet that sat above her basement. Barely thinking of it at all she stood and started walking. This was a feeling Jane was used to, it almost always led her to her fridge’s door, or occasionally the bathroom’s. This time though, after her feet stopped moving she stood face to face with the door in the basement. Her hand gently glided over it’s one side, as if pondering whether or not she was going to do what she thought she was going to do. There really wasn't any question though. There hadn't been ever since Chao told her not to.

#For All of Us #Story #Part 6

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