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Chapter 28

Katsuko's POV

My chest tightened as his voice shook a little as the song closed. As we stood there, him singing to me, his hand holding mine tightly, I could tell he was fighting the urge to cry.

He knew as well as I did our future had been something we needed to talk about. The past three months were only the start, and it had been rough on both of us. There were so many times I'd wondered if I was cut out to do this with him long term. I loved him; I was in love with him, he was my one, but there were times I found it beyond difficult to hold it together.

I played the part, telling everyone I was okay, trying to convince myself I was okay when I wasn't. There were days it felt as if I was being crushed under a significant weight, and I was suffocating.

My chest pained, he'd written a song, for me, to tell me how he felt, and I was overwhelmed. No one had ever been as sweet to me as he has, and of all the things he'd done for me, this was the sweetest. I could never doubt his love for me. He spoke through music, and he used the thing he loved most, besides me, to tell me how he felt.

"Masato, I love you, so fucking much." I choked, desperately trying to hold back more tears. "Every word you just sang to me, I feel the same way, word for word. You make me stronger, you make me whole, and you give me a reason to keep going. We knew this was going to be hard, but I never knew just how hard it could be. There have been times I've come to see you, and I thought to myself, that was going to be it. I couldn't repeat goodbye, so I'd end up saying the words, it's over. Then I would see you, and I'd see you look at me, you'd hold me tight and kiss me, and I'd know I couldn't say the words. It's hard, so fucking hard, but that you look you give me when you first see me, it makes it worth it. All the hardship, all the pain, you make it worth it just in that one look, and then you go and do things like this."

I pushed my cheek into his hand, taking a deep breath as I relished the feel of his soft hand against his cheek. "I guess what I'm saying is, if you can hold on, then I'll hold on with you, always. You and me, we'll fight the demons together, just like you said that day when I told you about my ex. And I guess we're lucky because we got these idiots to fight with us too, they'll keep us in check, of that I have no doubt."

"Damn right, we will." Ryo chuckled, "I'll bash your heads together if I must. I didn't play cupid with you two just to get the arrow shot back in my ass."

Everyone, including Masato and I, laughed at Ryo's choice of words. I could never doubt no matter how hard it got; we could do this.

"Believe me when I say, I'm never letting you go." His hand took a firmer hold on my cheek as he pulled my lips to his, and they connected. All the emotioned bubbled as our mouths lingered, and the others broke out in cheer.

"Want to go home?" Masato whispered as he pulled his lips an inch away.

"Yeah." I nodded as I laced my fingers between his, "Let's go home."

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A soft mewl escaped me as Masato's lips connected to the spot where my neck curved into my shoulder as he held his weight up on one arm above me.

"I love you so much." He mumbled as his hand grazed softly against my ribs to the clasp at the front of my bra.

"I love you, ah!" My body jolted under him as the fabric around my breasts fell free, and his thumb brushed over the hardened nub.

Every kiss, touch, action he made was soft and gentle, loving, and tender, unlike the hot and heavy ones from earlier or yesterday.

His lips grazed over my collar, down to the swell of my breast until he reached the nub and allowed his tongue to flick over it in painfully slow motion.

My insides churned as he continued to run his tongue in circles, my breath becoming shallow from the gentle waves of pleasure. The ache between my legs grew as I felt the wetness pool.

My body arched as his lips lowered, down to my stomach, peppering kisses around my navel, barely touching the skin. Each touch was an almost touch, close enough for me to feel him so close to my skin, but too far to relish in the full connection of his lips or fingers on my skin.

Masato shifted a little, kneeling himself between my legs as his fingers grazed down my sides until they hooked in the band of my hipsters.

I moved to allow him to pull them down as his lips left feather kisses on the skin in the wake of the material. I was reeling quickly under the tenderness as he kissed back up my leg. The slow, torturous waves of bliss rippled through me like raindrops in water as he reached my core.

He was so close. I could feel his breath against my wetness, heating me almost instantly as my insides tightened, and the ache grew unbearable.

"Oh, god, please," I begged through harsh breaths as my body writhed in pure desperation. I wasn't sure how much more I could take, I felt as if I didn't release the growing pressure, I might combust. Masato had barely touched me, and I already felt that giant wave readying to pull me under with its force.

His hands took mine, our fingers lacing together as he granted my pleas, his tongue running a slow line from my entrance to my apex and back down.

My moans grew louder, and my hands tightened around his as he continued his sweet assault. Soft, slow lines over my heat, occasionally circling my clit and pushing his tongue inside me.

"Oh, fuck, Masato!" The giant wave crashed too quickly, without much warning as the most intense orgasm I'd felt hit me like a tonne of bricks. My body had been too wound under his soft, slow, touch, and the heat blazed wickedly through me.

"Oh, shit, Koneko." His words came out as a low growl. He released my hands, wrapping his arms around my legs as he buried his tongue inside me. He pulled me closer as he continued to lick me, his soft actions replaced with hungry ones as he lapped at my heat.

I tried to pull myself to the surface, but the wave kept crashing over me, barely giving me a second to breathe.

"Oh, god, no, oh, fuck." I gasped, one of my hands gripping at his hair. I was wholly consumed in every way. I began to fear I may not come up to the surface for breath as his tongue continued to move in and over my all to sensitive core.

His tongue moved over my clit, and another wave crashed around me, sinking me further. My breath was too heavy, my body too hot, sweat dripped as the euphoria I felt was unhuman as my head became light.

"Oh, baby, that was so fucking hot." He groaned, finally giving me a moment to breathe as he pressed soft kisses to my thigh before he climbed back up my body.

His hand stroked my hair and cheek softly as his lips lingered at my sweat coated temple. After what felt like forever, my breath and heartbeat began to calm under his gentle soothing.

"That was intense." I chuckled, finally finding the shore once more, satiated, and in a blissful state.

"I could tell. You squirted, drove me a little crazy."

"I, huh? I've never done that before." I breathed in disbelief. I knew it was a rare thing, and it's not something I'd done before.

"I've never made someone do that, but shit, that was so hot. You okay, baby?"

"Yeah, I'm good." I smiled up at him and leaned my head to press my lips to his lazily.

I caught him off guard, pushing him, so he was under me, and I was on top.

"God, I love you, Katsuko." He smiled his hand running softly through my hair.

"And I love you, Masato. Now, allow me to thank you." I smirked before I attached my lips to his neck, with the full intention of repaying the favor.