Stealing First

Bonus Chapter - Epilogue

**Warning - Mature content/lemon ahead**

For those of you not keen on this type of thing, please feel free to stop reading here. The main story has kept our two lovebirds relatively innocent, but for those of you keen to see where their undeniable tension goes from here on out, here is a taster for you. Enjoy :) 

"Hey, move your head. I can't see." Charlie didn't need to turn around to see the pout on her boyfriend's face; she could hear it in the whine of his voice.

She chuckled. "Well, if you weren't so short, it wouldn't be a problem."

She heard a throaty growl from behind her. She enjoyed teasing Miyuki and was it having the desired effect. She added, "Anyway, I can't help but be glued to the screen. Mei is pitching, after all."

She knew that this would make him bite. Sitting on the floor in Miyuki's dorm room, Charlie nestled between the catcher's legs with her back against his chest. They were watching a replay of Seido's final against Inashiro. Again. Charlie didn't mind, though; she took every chance she could to spend time with her Kazuya, even if that meant crashing his game review sessions.

"Oh, so you have feelings for Mei, do you?" Miyuki asked, playfully nibbling her ear lobe.

Charlie snorted derisively. "Yeah, I do actually. Feelings of loathing, disdain and revulsion." She scrunched her face, recalling their various encounters over the past few months.

"Such strong feelings... I bet some of the other players on that field would be a little jealous at Mei getting so much of your attention." Miyuki began to slowly run his hands up and down Charlie's bare legs, his touch so feather light it gave her goosebumps.

As if on cue, Seido's captain appeared on screen, strolling confidently up to the batter's box. Charlie decided to have a little fun. "Well, perhaps I could tear myself away from Mei for this guy. I'm not sure who he is, but he has intense eyes and one hell of a cute ass."

She heard the smile in Miyuki's voice, "Is that so? And what exactly would you like to do to this mysterious batter?"

He bent his head and Charlie could feel his warm breath on her ear. He traced a line of soft kisses from her shoulder up to her neck, sending a shiver through her. She felt her heart rate start to pick up.

"I would start by having him touch me everywhere, claiming the territory as his." She was talking barely above a whisper and the tension between them was becoming intense. His hands traced her legs, straying to her inner thighs and brushing deliberately over her groin, continuing upwards over her stomach. Charlie arched her back slightly as he reached her breasts, encouraging his hands to linger there. Miyuki obliged, gently massaging her ample bust with his strong hands.

"What next?" His voice was gravelly and thick with longing.

Charlie couldn't resist getting closer to him. She lifted her left leg, swinging it in a high arc over his head and turning her body to face him. She now sat with her legs straddling his muscular torso, their bodies just centimetres apart. Miyuki raised his eyebrows at her manoeuvre, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips. She leaned in, stopping just barely before his lips as she breathed, "Now I need to taste him, to see if he is as good as he looks." She leant in, teasing him with a slow, sensual kiss. As his mouth began to move on hers, she deepened the kiss, sliding her tongue in gently and running it along the inside of his top lip. Her lips felt like they were on fire, and their familiar spark was coursing through her whole body. As she pulled away, she bit down gently, tugging at his bottom lip.

Miyuki groaned, his need for her boiling over. He buried his fingers into her purple mane, pulling her lips back towards him with a sense of urgency. His lips crashed into hers, and Charlie's eyes sprung wide at the force of his desire. They had always had amazing chemistry, but somehow this felt different. More raw, more intense. She liked it, and leaned in, whispering into his ear, "More..." This seemed to tip him over the edge. He shifted his hands to underneath her thighs and pulled her tight against himself. Charlie wrapped her legs around his athletic frame. She could feel his erection pressed against her groin, and she found herself grinding her hips against it. In one fluid motion, the catcher used his strong thighs and agility to lift Charlie and carry her straddled form over to his bed. He lowered her gently onto the mattress, before sliding down on top of her.