Behind the screen

The Car

The drive away from the campus was filled with a charged silence. Kenma's grip on the steering wheel was tight, his eyes focused on the road ahead. Yuki could sense the tension between them, a palpable energy that made her heart race.

As they drove, Kenma took an unexpected turn onto a quiet, secluded road. He pulled the car over, turning off the engine and finally looking at her. His eyes were dark with an intensity she hadn't seen before.

"Kenma, what are we doing here?" Yuki asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

He didn't answer with words. Instead, he leaned over and captured her lips in a fierce kiss. It was possessive and demanding, a reflection of the emotions that had been simmering beneath the surface. Yuki responded in kind, her hands tangling in his hair as she kissed him back with equal fervor.

Kenma's hands roamed over her body, pulling her closer until she was practically in his lap. The confined space of the car only seemed to heighten the intensity, their breaths mingling as they explored each other with a newfound urgency.

"You're mine, Yuki," Kenma whispered against her lips, his voice rough with desire. "I don't want to share you with anyone."

Yuki's response was a soft moan, her body arching into his touch. The way he claimed her, both physically and verbally, sent shivers down her spine. She had never felt so wanted, so desired.

As their kisses grew more heated, Kenma's hands found the hem of her shirt, tugging it upwards. Yuki lifted her arms, allowing him to remove it completely. His lips trailed down her neck, leaving a path of fire in their wake. Her fingers fumbled with the buttons of his shirt, desperate to feel his skin against hers.

Clothing was discarded with reckless abandon, the windows of the car fogging up as their bodies pressed together. Kenma's touch was both gentle and demanding, a perfect balance that drove Yuki wild. She could feel his need, his desperation, and it matched her own.

"Kenma, please," she gasped, her nails digging into his back.

He didn't need any further encouragement. With a swift motion, he positioned her on his lap, their bodies aligning perfectly. The sensation was overwhelming, a mix of pleasure and intensity that took her breath away.

Kenma's movements were deliberate and controlled, each thrust sending waves of ecstasy through her body. Yuki clung to him, their bodies moving in perfect harmony. The confined space of the car only seemed to amplify the intimacy, their gasps and moans filling the air.

"You're mine," Kenma repeated, his voice a low growl. "Only mine."

"Yes," Yuki whispered, her own voice trembling with pleasure. "Only yours."

The intensity of their connection reached its peak, their bodies trembling as they found release together. For a moment, the world outside the car ceased to exist, their entire universe reduced to the shared heat and the beating of their hearts.

As they came down from the high, Kenma held her close, his forehead resting against hers. Their breaths mingled, their bodies still entwined.

"I don't want to lose you, Yuki," Kenma said softly, his voice filled with vulnerability.

"You won't," she promised, her fingers gently tracing the contours of his face. "I'm not going anywhere."

They stayed like that for a while, savoring the closeness and the connection they had just shared. Eventually, they began to redress, the reality of their surroundings slowly creeping back in.

As they drove away from the secluded road, Yuki couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation for what lay ahead. Their relationship was intense and unpredictable, but she was ready to face it all with Kenma by her side.