Passionate Moments

(Akane's PoV)

I deeply suggest to read this chapter with this song in background: Velvet Pulse

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"I want you right now, Akane" 

His words echoed deep into my mind as his hand kept gently caressing my butt, occasionally squeezing it.

"Shin...?" I called his name, my hips unvoluntarily moving against his, and raising my head to meet his eyes. 

His gaze was soft, full of passion and love. I could feel it. 

His lips were curled in a small but invisible smile that, ironically, made me feel much better.

"Yes, Akane?" Shin whispered, his hands not stopping a moment, now even moving under the back of my panties. 

His touch was a drug, and I was becoming addicted. The feeling of his finger on my skin literally drifted away all my intrusive thoughts about the earlier events and my insecurities. Moreover, the sandalwood aroma of my room was creating a beautiful atmosphere along with the red dim lights.

My eyes locked into his, with a silence that spoke more than one thousand words.

'I want you to look at me like this every single day for the rest of our lives.'

That was what my soul screamed, because yes. I couldn't live without Shin anymore. 

In the end, I couldn't wait. Not much time had passed since Valentine's, and Shin's recovery was... unnaturally fast. But at the same time, I knew he was sincere. 

I had promised myself to wait, to be perfect, to heal him fully... but... I knew from the start that my feelings and my body would betray me.

I was scared. Too scared. 

Scared that Shin would run away in the moment he realizes I'm not good enough, because I knew that he wasn't fully healed and that the scars were still somewhere in his heart and soul.

I've always been a strange girl, someone who always thought about herself because of her loneliness, and all these beautiful feelings were something really new to me. Something I couldn't control. Moreover, I never cried, not even when my parents neglected me because of Kenji.

But with Shin? All my defenses crumbled, and I felt like an idiot for crying.

Guess I was lucky that he reacted the way I wanted. Maybe life had really decided to smile upon me.

After all these thoughts, I finally spoke.

"Take me, Shin. Do it right now. I won't move this time, you'll be in complete control," I whispered, before kissing him and getting off his body.

Then, I moved to his side, lying down, with my body exposed to him. 

My soul silently screamed, 'Come, Shin, I'm all yours'.

For some reason, I felt a slight feeling of embarrassment. 

In that moment, the lone wolf was completely exposed and vulnerable. Different from the other times. 

Then, Shin lifted himself up and gently moved in front of me. 

I was still lying on the bed, and Shin was directly in front of me, right between my legs, still with his jeans on and a surprised look on his face.

'Don't make me wait too much, please...' I thought, before a silence filled the entire room.

Then, after a few moments, Shin smiled at me and just said, "I'll take good care of you, Akane."

After his words, Shin immediately moved forward, grabbing my right leg and leaving a trail of kisses starting from my right inner thigh to my pubis. 

He did it slowly, gently, and every kiss sent me a wave of electricity and anticipation down my spine. 

I couldn't help but moan his name. 

"S-Shin..." I called him, my body twitching as he kissed my special spot, not caring that I still had my underwear on.

In that moment, Shin looked at me for an instant, smiled, and grabbed both sides of my underwear.

With a fluid but gentle motion, he immediately removed it, my legs helping him. 

After that, Shin threw my underwear away and moved his head between my legs. His breath against my sacred spot was... strange, but pleasant.

I was completely exposed to him. Well... not fully. I still had my bra on.

Then, Shin looked right into my eyes for an instant, like he was searching for any confirmation from me. 

"Don't look at me, Shin. I just said that you're the one in control now. Do whatever you want. I-I'm yours..." I said, my voice soft but trembling with anticipation.

After my words, Shin didn't waste a single second.

He closed his eyes and then wrapped his arms around my thighs before slowly diving in with his mouth.

The moment his tongue connected with my sacred spot, I felt a wave of electricity spreading all across my body.

I felt him everywhere, deep into my heart and soul.

"Ahh—!" I moaned, arching my back.

But, to my surprise, Shin didn't stop.

He kept his eyes closed and tightened his grip on my thighs, while his tongue started to move in circular but precise movements.

"Shin—! Damn! Ah...!" I kept moaning.

The ghost boy was becoming better with every second that had passed. His sex skills were so unreal. Too unreal to think that we were virgins days ago.

While I kept moaning the immense amount of pleasure that Shin was giving me, I felt my body standing on the edge of climax. My hands kept holding the duvet, and my eyes were closed.

I could literally come in any moment, and that feeling was driving me crazy. I couldn't get enough of him.

Then... something very bad happened. 

Shin's tongue reached my most sensitive spot: my clit. I didn't expect him to find it, to be honest.

"AHH! SHIN—! That place—!" I cried. 

In that moment, I opened my eyes so wide they almost felt like they were popping out of their sockets, nothing like I'd ever felt before.

I looked at him, and then saw that my beloved boyfriend was completely concentrated on pleasuring me. He didn't even look at me; he just kept going, moving his tongue around my clit in a way that I couldn't properly explain.

My mind was numb with pleasure, and in that moment, my hands instinctively grabbed his hair, pulling him even deeper.

Then, my hand tilted back, and my hips started moving against his tongue by their own, silently begging him not to stop and to go deeper.

Shin continued while I kept moaning his name like a mantra, and my grip on his hair tightened, and I tried to pull him even closer.

"F*ck... Shin...! Ah... Ah...!!" I moaned, my hips still moving against his tongue. "I'm so fucking close! Don't stop!" I continued, feeling another wave of electricity flowing through my body.

"Faster! Please!" I moaned while moving my gaze to him. 

The sight of him licking me with his eyes closed, completely concentrated on what he was doing, killed me. I couldn't take my eyes away.

Of course, Shin listened to me. He kept going faster and faster around my clit.

Then... after a few moments, I couldn't hold back anymore. I felt the urge of orgasm passing through all my veins.

"SHIN! AH!" I screamed, my back arching, my teeth grinning, and my hands pulling him deeper, as the pleasure enveloped my whole body.

My legs shook—No, my whole body shook uncontrollably for a few moments, before I finally collapsed into the bed, breathing really heavily. 

That was the moment when Shin pulled away and looked back into my eyes, smiling.

"Hah... hah... hah..." I panted, my eyes half closed and my chest rising and falling rapidly, feeling the heat and exhaustion of the orgasm.

Then, Shin brought his face close to my ear and said, "So... did you like it?" His voice carried a hint of satisfaction. 

I couldn't help but blush. 

"I think... that my screams were enough, hah..." I replied, my lips curving into a half-exhausted smile.

"Well... that was my first time. I tried my best." He said, gently caressing my cheek, looking at me with such a delicate face.

"I know... and damn. I'm so f*cking lucky to have you," I replied, before gently placing a kiss on his lips, tasting myself.

The taste was... strange, but not unpleasant, I must admit—even the smell.

"I know you're still not satisfied, Akane," Shin spoke, gently kissing my neck, directly on my pulse point. My head instinctively tilted to the side to give him better access.

Just a simple kiss turned me on again.

Then, his left hand reached the other side of my neck, and his fingers were on both my jaw and neck.

'Ah shit... here we go again...' I thought, while wrapping my arms around his neck, pulling him closer, and feeling his lips on my neck.

I was completely exhausted, but a single kiss from him was all it took to turn me on again.

I let him kiss me until he had finally decided to remove my bra and lick my nipples. 

"Ah..." I moaned softly, while still holding him close. 

My legs were rubbing in anticipation against each other, still trembling from the previous orgasm.

'I want him inside so much...' I thought. I couldn't wait any longer. 

During those moments, I was really witnessing a brand new Shin, someone who knew what he wanted, and... it made me happy, in some ways. 

The Ghost Boy kept licking my nipples for some other minutes, until he had decided to pull away to remove the remaining of his clothes.

And then, I had finally seen Shin's thing.

Then, I opened my arms and spread my legs, inviting him. The only thing I said was "Come".

And, in that moment, Shin slowly moved close to me and finally put his thing inside me.

The sensation was... overwhelming. Different from the other times. 

This time, I felt completely wanted, desired... happy. Shin didn't hesitate for a single moment, and that was my answer to all my insecurities.

As soon as we connected, I immediately hugged him, pulling him close to me. I wanted to feel his skin against mine, the friction, his heartbeat, his breath, his moans... everything he had. I wanted to feel that he was real, with me.

I loved him so much.

Then, Shin started moving after whispering something sweet into my ear.

"You're beautiful, Akane."

I was so happy. So damn happy that I could cry. But this time, I managed to hold it, because I didn't want to distract him.

Every moment, every thrust, everything about that moment was a reminder that we were living in reality, not a dream.

"Ah...! Ah...! Shin...!" I moaned, my eyes closed, and my hands gently caressing the back of his hair and his back.

Shin kept moving, while occasionally kissing the pulse point on my neck.

The pleasure I felt was inexplicable because everything was filled with love.

"Please... don't stop—" I begged him, while my nails dug deeply into his back.

Shin interrupted my words with a deep kiss while moving inside of me. 

His hands were gently holding my neck and jaw, and his tongue was moving against mine.

'No... I want to cry from happiness...' I thought.

The red dim lights, the sandalwood aroma, my beloved ghost boy... everything was too beautiful.

"Mmph! Mmmh!" I vocalized against his lips, my breath incredibly heavy, our teeth occasionally clicking under the pressure.

Once again, through the continuous friction of his movements, I felt the unmistakable, rapid rise of another orgasm beginning to tighten my lower abdomen, coinciding perfectly with the sudden, violent twitching of his length inside my walls.

"Akane... I'm very... close...! Ah...!" Shin pulled away from my lips for an instant to tell me this. 

"I—Ah—I know... Do it right now, please!" I cried out, my legs wrapping securely around his waist to pull him deeper into my center.

And then, after a few final, powerful thrusts, Shin's movements came to an abrupt halt.

He lifted his torso, his hands locking against the mattress beside my shoulders, and tilted his head back toward the ceiling, his jaw tensed into a rigid line as my own legs began to shake uncontrollably.

His length was buried completely, structurally deep inside me, and I felt him releasing every single drop of his hot fluid directly against my core.

The physical sensation of his hot stuff filling my interior was... incredibly beautiful, a perfect, final circuit that sealed everything.

Then, after a few moments, Shin's muscles completely relaxed, and he collapsed forward against my body, his head burying into my hair as he let out a long, exhausted sigh.

He didn't even attempt to pull away, leaving our bodies fused under the crimson light.

The frantic, electric rhythm of the last hour dissolved into a heavy, breathless tranquility that settled over the mattress like a protective shield.

Slowly, as our breathing began to level out, Shin shifted his weight, rolling onto his side but keeping his arms securely locked around my waist.

Then, he pulled my smaller frame right along with him, dragging my back flush against his chest.

I didn't offer a single milligram of resistance. I snuggled backward into his warmth, my knees curling up slightly as I tucked my head right beneath his chin.

Shin then pulled the heavy duvet all the way up over our naked shoulders, trapping the heat, the scent of the seared sandalwood, and the raw aroma of our skin inside a private cocoon.

For nearly an hour, absolute silence reclaimed apartment 402.

Neither of us uttered a single verbal script; the words were entirely unnecessary now that the architecture of our pasts had been laid bare.

That was a sweet, deep, and completely unburdened quiet that separated us from the rest of the world.

Shin's left hand remained flat against my stomach, his long fingers executing a slow, continuous, and rhythmic caress over my skin that completely quieted the remaining friction in my nerves, sometimes following the lines of my snake tattoo.

I kept my hand resting over his, our fingers occasionally twisting together under the heavy covers.

And then, I closed my eyes, letting my soul sink into the sheer, unprecedented safety of his embrace.

My fingers idly traced the contours of his knuckles, and now and then, I would feel the soft, whisper-light touch of his lips pressing a lazy kiss against the nape of my neck, followed by the slow movement of his legs shifting to keep me anchored to his torso.

I had spent my entire life starving for this exact type of substance—unconditional, silent devotion that didn't demand a transaction or a performance to exist.

I was completely, beautifully content to let the clock run out, wishing this specific afternoon could extend into an infinite loop.

The child inside me had finally stopped running. We were safe. We were home.

But then the sanctuary's absolute tranquility was violently disrupted.

DING DONG.

The loud, piercing, and thoroughly aggressive ring of my front apartment bell exploded through the quiet hallway, the mechanical sound echoing sharply against the bedroom door.

Both of our bodies went completely, violently rigid under the duvet in a microsecond.

Shin's hand froze flat against my stomach, his fingers locking tight as my eyes snapped wide open in the dark with a sudden, freezing spike of adrenaline.

DING DONG.

The second ring was significantly longer, louder, and more impatient than the first, its vibration rattling through the corridor walls.

Nobody ever came to my apartment.

The faculty didn't have this address; Daiki only had Shin's phone number, and my family wouldn't waste fuel driving to this district.

Then, a sudden, cold knot of heavy reality tightened violently in the pit of my stomach.

I slowly pushed the duvet away, sitting up on the edge of the mattress as the crimson light caught the rigid line of my shoulders.

Shin shifted beside me, his dark eyes wide and alert in the shadows, waiting for my command.

"Akane? Who's—" He tried to speak.

"Stay here," I whispered, my voice returning to that low, sub-zero, and predatory lone wolf rasp.

Then, I slid out of the bed, not bothering to gather my clothes, and glided silently across the hardwood floor of the bedroom.

I stepped into the narrow, dark hallway of the entryway, my bare feet making zero noise against the wood, and stopped exactly one foot away from the barrier.

I then took a slow, silent breath to stabilize my system, reached out my hand, and looked through the small brass peephole.

And in that moment, my blood turned to pure liquid nitrogen...