To Bone, Through Marrow

002 / One Can Never Be Too Careful

Chapter 002
Suggestive

    THE moment Mineko feels her eyes peeling open, she's met with the field of green Sosuke's eyes invites her to. She sucks a breath in through her nose, sharply, and instinctively puts her hands out before her to push him off.

The boy laughs, moving back to give Mineko her needed space. He waits a moment before taking one of her hands within his, bringing it to his lips for a kiss. He starts at her knuckles, kissing each one, before he softly grabs the underside of her arm and begins making his way up her arm with his lips. Mineko's skin tingles with each peck, every graze of his teeth along her arm, and she can only anticipate the feel of his lips on her own when a voice inside her head calls for her.

"Mineko-chan, I'm hungry."

She ignores him, blinking a few times to clear the blur from her eyes when Sosuke comes to tip his nose against hers. "Morning." They share a kiss and Mineko is almost tempted to forget of her duties for the day; almost.

When the two part, Mineko gives a small smile, rare for the kind of girl she is, "morning, Sosuke." The said boy grins in return and stands up from her bedside, slowly gathering his clothing that had been thrown aside amidst their escapade. Mineko watches from her lax state, eyes lingering in a few places for far too long—not that either of the two minded. "I've got a job tonight, so I probably won't be able to meet you until past 3."

    At the mention of her job, Sosuke visibly slumps. His shoulders sag and his lips pull into a frown; he's always been bothered by Mineko's line of work, he doesn't find morals in what she does. But, he guesses no one has morals doing such things. Though, maybe Mineko did.

    "Oh."

    Silence weighs heavy upon their shoulders. Mineko zones out, focused in on the beat of the big clock hand as it goes around her clock's face. 11:25, if only she were able to close her eyes and be suffocated with the fluff of her pillow.

    "Don't sound too enthusiastic now." The short-haired girl says with a sarcastic lit, sliding her legs out from under her comforter to slowly toe her way to the hardwood floor. She shivers at the sudden cold and finds her slippers just to the side of her feet, slipping them on before she's hopping off her bed and making her way toward the half-dressed Sosuke. "I'll be fine. Always am."

Sosuke knows that; he knows Mineko is a smart girl. She's strong and has a willpower stronger than any other person he's met. She wouldn't let anyone get the upper-hand, even if it were to cost her hours of spending time with him in the process. I dread the day you're not.

As the boy takes his time turning his shirt back inside-out, Mineko comes up behind him with a sneaky step and winds her arms around his torso. Sosuke just grins, heart beginning to pound at the soft caress of her nails along his front. They dip within the soft dips and curves of his abs, going from just below his peck to his navel before tracing circles further down.

"'Neko..."

The said girl kisses his back, the heat his body radiates warming her bare form as her fingers begin to trickle beneath the hand of his pants. "Do you have to leave yet?" Mineko rubs her head into his back, noting the way Sosuke arches forward at the ticklish feel of her hair. "I'll be lonely."