The Two Families

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Trigger Warning: 18+, hard kinks

Laura's POV:

I laid on the bed, staring at the ceiling. I felt my face grow hot, as I recalled today's events. My lips tingled. I ran a finger over them, growing hot at the memory. Two years ago, Luka had sent me on a mission to gather information on Hideo, which resulted in me becoming too close to him. 

Recalling the day, I squirmed on the bed. I could still feel his hands roaming my body, perfectly engulfing me with his body. I remembered the two of us, kissing each other violently as he slammed me against the wall. His hand found its place on my neck, squeezing it slightly, sending me immediately to cloud nine. I bit my lip, not letting him get the pleasure of hearing what he is doing to me. Hideo trailed kisses down my jaw to my neck, sucking on it, leaving little marks everywhere.

A whimper escaped me. Hideo's eyes shot up to me, turning darker than usual. A mischievous smirk crawled onto his face. Oh, boy. Hideo's hands found its way to my shirt, and without warning, he ripped it entirely in half. I gasped at sudden exposure. Hideo kept leaving marks from my neck down to my cleavage. I threw my head back in pleasure. Hideo grabbed my thighs, hoisted me up to his level, pushing my back into the wall. His soft lips were rough against mine, almost desperate, almost hungry. 

Hideo walked over to his bed, throwing me on the bed. I looked up at him. He pulled off his shirt with one hand, exposing his firm tattoed chest. My eyes widened at his body. Black ink trailed from the left side of his chest, all the way to his shoulder. My gaze lowered to his tight, rigid abdomen, resembling a chocolate bar; in the corner of my eye, I saw Hideo smirk. He whipped out his belt, looping it around and wrapping them around my hands, making sure to secure it to the headboard of the bed. Once I was bound, Hideo resumed marking me. I felt my skin tingle under his heavy breath. Hideo reached the beginning of my pants, hooking his fingers around it and slowly pulling them down. Hideo stood there, taking in my whole body. I felt too exposed, so I squirmed around, trying to cover myself.

Hideo positioned himself at the end of the bed, leaning down. I could feel his breath on my lower area, making me tug on the belt. I felt myself grow hotter and more aroused as he just stayed there, not doing anything.

"Ugh! Do something!" I yelled.

"Someone's fiesty," Hideo smirked. He looked a finger on my panties and pulled them down. He raised an eyebrow amusingly at the state of my undergarment in his hands, "soaking wet, Zika? Already?"

"Piss off, Takahashi," I rolled my eyes, bucking my hips, trying to signal to him to do something. I wanted to slap the smirk off his smug face. 

Hideo traced his thumb on my lower lip, "open." When I didn't listen to him, Hideo spat at my face, leaving me speechless, with a grin on my face. I opened my mouth after staring at him for some time. He shoved his long fingers into my mouth; instinctively, I sucked on them, looking straight at him. Hideo pulled out his fingers, placing them on my already sensitive clit. I bucked my hips, biting my lip. Hideo's fingers moved in rhythmic circles, making my eyes roll back in pleasure. Just from his intoxicating rubbing, I could feel a knot forming in my lower stomach, making me arch my back. The heartbeat in between my legs shook my whole body as I moaned loudly, releasing on his fingers.

"Already, Zika? Wow, this was very easy," Hideo teased, leaning closer to my clit, threatening me with slow, agonising licks. The overstimulation made me groan in frustration and ecstasy. I opened my mouth to yell, but Hideo engulfed me, rapidly licking, sending waves of pleasure over my body. I closed my legs around his head. Hideo yanked them open, holding them down with all his strength. I panted and moaned whenever I felt he did well, making sure he knows precisely how I like it. Hideo stood up, unbuttoning his pants, revealing his already hard dick. I watched him in anticipation as he placed himself in between my legs.

My thoughts were interrupted with a knock on my door. I quickly pulled my hand from my pants, running into the washroom to wash my hands. I pulled the door open, revealing Hideo. He stood at my door, smiling at me, but it faded when he saw my flushed face.

"Are you okay?" He asked. I nodded, running my tongue on my lower lip. He added, "you don't look good. You look like you just saw a ghost."

"No, I'm fine," I replied.

Hideo rubbed the back of his neck, "about what happened in the pool..."

"It's fine," I stated.

"No, it's not that. I-I can't stop thinking about you, Laura."

"What can I say, Takahashi, I have that effect on people," I answered with a smirk.

He shook his head, running his tongue along the inside of his cheek, "you really are something else, Zika."

Hideo inhaled sharply, "alright, then...good night."

"Good night."

Hideo began to walk away. I closed the door, looking at my bed. I leaned against the door, closing my eyes. Taking a deep breath in, I pulled open the door. "Hideo, wait!"

He turned around, looking at me. I opened the door more, standing aside, gesturing for him to come inside. The corner of his mouth twitched up, and he made his way into the room. He plopped himself on the bed, leaning back on his arms. I closed the door and made my way to him.

I sat on his lap, facing him, placing my arms around his neck. He looked up at me, eyes twinkling for the first time. I rubbed his cheek. I am so sorry, Hideo;  I'm sorry this is fake. I went in for a kiss, guiding his hands to my lower back. He lowered them to my ass, squeezing it. I rubbed myself against him. Hideo growled against my lips, devouring them. Our kisses became sloppy and wet. I pushed Hideo down on the bed, straddling him with my hips and took off my shirt, going down to kiss him.

"What do you want, Laura?" He asked, breathing against my lips.

My eyelids fluttered open, looking deep into his eyes, "you." 

"Are you sure?" He repeated.

Instead of answering, I pulled him back into a kiss, grinding slowly against his growing bulge. Hideo spanked me, grabbing my ass once again. I winced in pained, just recalling the fact that my wounds on my back were still not completely healed. Hideo stopped immediately. 

"Oh my gosh, Laura, I am so sorry," Hideo rambled, "lay on your stomach."

When I obliged, Hideo brought out my cream from the drawer next to me, rubbing it onto my wounds, flinching every time I tensed up. Hideo unhooked my bra, rubbing the cream all over my back. Once he finished, he stood up to leave.

"Wait," I called out, guilt panging in my heart, "say with me tonight."

Hideo hesitated before climbing in the bed next to me. I threw my bra onto the floor, moving up next to him, wrapping his arm around me. I could hear his pounding heart in my ear, as I snuggled next to him, burying my head into his chest. Hideo was stroking my hair. Eventually, I fell asleep in Hideo Takahashi's arms.