Rehab [Ranmaru Kurosaki Drabble Series]

Part 9

Ranmaru's eyes snapped open, welcomed by darkness, as he suddenly felt a pressure on his chest. He quickly sat up causing a dark figure to halt their movements. It took a moment for his eyes to adjust but once they did he was met with the sight of familiar [h/c] hair and that angelic face that he could only dream about.

"Shhh. It's okay. It's just me." She spoke softly, her voice cutting through the silence of his room. That's when the situation really dawned on him. [Name] was here in the middle of the night, alone, sitting on the edge of his bed.

"[Name], what are you doing in here?" A smile spread on her lips as her name spilled from his lips.

"Honestly, I just couldn't stay away." He blinked a couple of times, confusion written on his face. "I know I have been avoiding you lately and I didn't realize it would be this hard on me to do that... I've just hit my limit. I had to see you – to touch you." His Addams apple bobbed as he gulped loudly, eyes trained on [Name] as she moved closer to him. Was this really happening? "Do you still want this?" He could feel her breath against his lips as she spoke those five magic words. His eyes held her magnificent [e/c] orbs as they danced with a sort of fire behind them.

"Yes." He spoke hotly, in just a whisper. And just like that [Name's] lips came crashing down on his in an intense, chafe, kiss. A little grunt of disapproval vibrated his vocal chords as she pulled away from him, his eyes watching her every movement, only to be rewarded by her next move. As quick as she broke off the kiss she moved fully on the bed, the springs creaking under the added weight. Ranmaru licked his lips and kept his eyes trained on her form as she expertly straddled him over his sheets. His hands made their way to her hips, pressing her further against him, before sliding down to her plump ass for a quick squeeze. A smile crossed the angel's lips as she quickly flicked her [h/c] hair behind her shoulders before moving her hands down her sides to the hem of her shirt. His eyes trailed every movement her hands made and watched as her fingers grasped the fabric before slowly raising it, exposing flesh.

He could feel his pulse quicken as the shirt began to reach her breast, exposing the underneath of the two mounds. Time seemed to slow in this moment as each inch revealed slowly reaching the point of her nipples where the marvels would fully pop out into view. Getting impatient by the slow pace he reached his hand up in order to cup her flesh. Though, as soon as his fingers were about to make contact they ended up going right through her, causing her form to go up in a puff of smoke.

Ranmaru was suddenly jerked awake as if the world was playing a sick joke on him. He sat up in his bed out of breath and in a cold sweat as he looked around his room finding himself alone in the darkness. A heavy sigh left his parted lips as he ran his hand through his slightly damped silver locks. Of course he had to wake up right when it was getting good. A scowl marred his features as his gaze landed on his lap and the now apparent – and impressive he might add – bulge now residing there and straining against the thin sheets. He let a curse slip past his lips as he fell back against his mattress, his forearm covering his eyes as his other hand ventured underneath the fabric to relieve him of his current problem. Fuck, he had it bad...