|FF| One-Shot - HEAT (NC-17)
manip done by the amazing xcry
Title: Heat
Coupling: Yamapi & Maki
Word Count: 3, 919
Summary: This evolved from a prompt on heat_up_je het smut anonymous.
This was the propmpt: here. Basically wha thte prompt says is:
Tokyo goes through a heatwave, and Yamapi's air condition just went out.
-Whoever wrote this prompt, its you for you!-
Dedicated to/Beta'd by: My one and only, Mi-chan, aka xcry . Who also made that wonderfully smexy manip.
Enjoy it guys!
"Poor Yui-chan." Maki manages to slur out after licking her lips and swallowing to ease the dryness of her throat. Yamapi pulls his hat up to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
"Un." He fixes his hat back on, using a store window as a mirror as they slowly pass on by. His eyes fixate on the seven TVs displayed which seem to be laughing at him, telling him it was 101 degrees outside. As if he needed to be reminded, he is currently standing out in it.
Work had been canceled for the day when Yui unexpectedly fainted from heat exhaustion. Though Yui fainting is not a good thing, he was thankful for it. No one could possibly work in this heat. He promised himself that he would walk Maki to the train station before relaxing in his abode which was significantly closer. He knew he would never be able to relax without knowing if Maki had made it to safe grounds before suffering from heat exhaustion herself.
He takes a glance at her when she falters in step, switching her unusually large bag from one shoulder to the other. He looks to his right, watching as he passes his street on by. He breathes a moment of hesitation. 'Oh how nice it'd be', thinking about sitting in his room in front of his AC stripped down to nothing.
But Maki... He immediately throws the thought away. He turns to look back at her and stops in his tracks when she is not next to him but in fact a couple feet back, staring down the road he wished to be taking.
"Eh? Doushita no (whats wrong)?"
Maki licks her lips again before answering. "Your house is just down this way, right?"
Yamapi nods. "Yeah."
"I don't want to burden you. I can walk the rest of the way by myself." Such a comment from her made him feel guilty for even considering making that turn down his road.
And then the light bulb went off. Why hadn't he thought of it earlier?
"Do you have plans today?"
Maki shakes her head. "We were supposed to work all day, so-"
Yamapi sighs in relief. He suddenly feels a boost of adrenaline so he reaches for her hand. "Why don't we hang out at my place for awhile to cool off? And then much later, when the sun sets, we'll finish this walk."
"You don't have plans?" The idea is very, very tempting to Maki. However, the last thing she would want to do is intrude. Her heart skips a beat when he vigorously shakes his head no.
"Other than sitting in the cool AC, no plans at all."
And before she knew it, they were anxiously running down his street.
x+x+x
"You've got to be shitting me."
Yamapi kicks at the wall. He is in the right mind to rip off the thermostat and throw it out the window. He had called in his landlord, who nervously gave him the bad news that the AC is down for the whole building.
It took Maki a minute or two to calm him down before surprising him by settling down on his couch. She warmly smiles at him, "It's better than being in the sun, ne?"
He ends up dragging her into his bedroom to sit under the only ceiling fan he had in the whole apartment.
"I hope it's alright if we sit in here. This is the only cool place in this crap apartment."
Maki shakes her head with a smile. "It's fine."
Yamapi watches as she sets her bag down, while he gets the fan to pick up speed. He can tell she is slightly uncomfortable as she timidly studies his room. When he steps down from his bed, she is in front of him, her head bowed down.
"Yamashita-kun, would it be okay for me to borrow a shirt?"
"H-hai!" He rummages through his drawer, pulling a shirt out that he's never really worn.
"Is this o-"
"How about this one?" He is caught in shock again, when Maki is by his side choosing a shirt for her own. It takes him even more by surprise when she is pulling out one of his favorite big t-shirts. He nods. "Daijoubu (it's fine)."
"Can I use your bathroom?"
"Yeah! It's just right there." He points to the other door different from the one they entered through. Maki bows and makes her way there.
He'll take this chance to change into something more comfortable himself, skimming down to basketball shorts and for respectful purposes, a wife beater.
As he is about to recline back in his chair, he is pulled forward with such force by such a magnetic source disguised into a girl in his big t-shirt. She's stuffing nearly all of her clothes(shirts, pants, and bra?) into the bag she'd been dragging, leaving him a wonderful chance to stare at her legs from behind.
"D-do you want some shorts?"
"No it's okay, this shirt is long enough." She responds without turning around but in fact, slightly bending over. He resists snorting sarcastically especially when he catches a glimpse of pink from under the hem.
Blame the heat or not, but it was safe to say his body was reacting quite happily to the sense of luck he had been riding on since she walked into his apartment. Very happy.
As the gentleman he is, he struggles to turn his head away and offer some type of snack or beverage. He avoids looking at her as he passes her by to the bedroom exit. He'll get a drink for himself too. Anything to get him out of that room.
"Oh, I'll go with you!"
x+x
He currently sits at the counter gulping down his weider jelly, avoiding that Maki is once more bended over rocking side to side, her head stuffed into the fridge. With a heavy sigh, she stands up, to Yamapi's relief, closing the fridge door to open the freezer.
"Ohhh! I love this!" She turns around showing him his brand sponsored MOW ice cream. "Can I have it?"
"Yeah, yeah, go ahead. They send me boxes of this stuff and I don't eat them." He pulls around the counter to get her a spoon. "Have as many as you like."
She doesn't waste any time opening it and dipping her finger in to have the taste of anything cool against her lips. With a pleased moan, she looks to Yamapi, who is currently standing there with his mouth open, to take the spoon.
"Arigatou(Thanks)! Let's go back to the room."
Yamapi could not respond in anyway, but follow her back into his room.
He had settled back in his corner chair, absolutely trying his hardest to avoid looking at his co-star, dressed in his big white tee, with her legs kicked up on his window sill and eating his brand MOW ice cream as messy as any child he had ever seen eat ice cream.
Maki managed to not only have ice cream dripping down her lips and chin but somehow he had been able to follow a trail of ice cream down her legs dispersing into his shirt. It had been too much for him, so he had to look awhile why she ate. It was much harder when he finished his cool drink and his body temperature was rising.
He pinched at his wife beater to air out, using his other hand to wipe off sweat off his face. He leaned his head back on the chair to breathe in the fresh air from the fan.
"Take it off."
He lifts his head up to look at Maki.
She was cleaning herself up from her ice cream blizzard. She looked to him, licking her lips that happened to miss the glop on left cheek. "Take the wife beater off. It's okay."
He doesn't hesitate, lifting it over his head while keeping his stare on the glop of ice cream on her cheek. "You've got... a little..."
"Hmm? Where?"
"Right there." Yamapi points to it, which proves pointless. He holds his shirt to his chest, but releases it when Maki completely misses wiping it off.
"Maki-chan, you just missed it."
"Just get it for me!" She pouts aggravated, standing up to come face to face with Yamapi, who backs up in his seat from the lack of distance. His heart starts racing, when he feels Maki's smooth legs brush against his.
She sticks out her neck, bending towards him. He hesitantly reaches up, watching Maki's eyes watch him. With his thumb, he wipes it off and was about to wipe it on his shorts, however Maki grabs at his hand and begins to lick and suck at his finger.
"Mmm... that is good! Arigatou." She releases his hand, returning to her seat, once again leaving him in shock and with a problem. A problem that only seemed to increase in size. A problem he'll most likely have to get rid of in the privacy of his own bathroom and a cold bath.
He awkwardly tries to stand up straight without revealing anything to her. "I think I'm going to jump in the shower." He points to the bathroom door, before awkwardly limping past her.
Maki nods and smiles as he passes by, but then catches him by surprise when she grabs his arm. "Just set up a bath, that'll be much better."
He blinks at her for a second. Then runs, shutting the door behind him. He unconsciously starts up a cool bath before leaning against the bathroom counter while reaching into his shorts to settle it down, giving himself a pep-talk of the most unattractive things he's seen.
However, all that kept popping up into his head, was the girl on the other side of the door, wearing his big-tee and has no shame licking off ice cream from other people's fingers. He had to really think about it for a second, if Maki had been doing it on purpose to tease him. But that idea is always brushed aside when he remembers who this girl is.
It's Maki-chan, a persona of innocence and naivety couldn't possibly be trying to tease him. Yet the idea of Maki doing it without knowing how it effected him, turned him on greatly. He really needed to get in that bath quickly. He jumps out of his shorts and into the bath his body easing into comfort and relief.
Once the bath fills nearly to the rim, he turns it off, and relaxes once more after a quick chill. Now this was great. He promises himself he'll only take 5 minutes, so Maki isn't alone by herself for too long. But the promise is voided, when the bathroom door flies open.
His hands go straight to the shorts sitting in a pile next to the tub. He dips a little lower, slipping on his shorts as he watches Maki close the door behind her.
"You should've told me it was ready."
Without any time to react, Maki is slipping her feet into the tub, on the opposing side. She sits at the edge and waits for Yamapi to sit up a bit to give her room. In his mind, he can't decide whether he is ecstatic or shocked as he had been the whole time she'd been in his apartment. For some reason, he had never expected that this girl would be sitting in the bath with him.
Maki slips all the way in, splashing some of the water against her face. "Soo refreshing! It feels so good." A sheepish smile is thrown his way and he could only respond with an awkward one. Still in a state of shock, he is at loss of words and almost unbelieving of the scene unraveling before him. He comes to his senses when he could feel Maki's legs slipping against him and he jumps back in response.
"This was a good idea. I'm glad we stopped by your house." Maki attempts to start a conversation with him, possibly unaware of how dangerous the scene was.
"Un." Still not sure of how to react.
Maki moves up a bit, her knees poking out of the water. Yamapi's eyes widen larger then they have all day. With Maki's ascend from the water, he finally realizes that his t-shirt is white and apparently becomes transparent with water. And then comes back the problem he came into the bathroom to solve.
Her breasts molded against the wet shirt created temptation and Yamapi had to end up gulping down his wants. She is currently looking at the products he uses, as if the two of them sharing a tub wasn't sexual territory at all which lead him to the conclusion that she must've really trusted him to not make any sort of move like that. The level of conformity that she felt with him, must be really high and he couldn't take advantage of that.
No matter how much he wanted to rip the shirt off her and take her right then and there, the water splashing around them as he latches his lips to one of her breasts just to hear her moan like she did when she ate his ice cream. No matter if she looked 1000x better in his shirt, her hair wet from the bath and her face red from heat, her lips as pink as raspberries. No matter how unaware she is, gallivanting around in practically nothing, licking his fingers and jumping into the bath with him.
No, he couldn't take advantage of this girl who was nearly bringing him over the 101 degree heat outside that he would have to go sit in snow naked to rid of the erection growing down below. It nearly came to the point where he wanted to blow up in her face, saying that she shouldn't be doing things like that or they'll lead her places she does not want to go.
So, just as he opens his mouth to say so, she is holding a bottle of shampoo in his face suggesting that she'll wash his hair for him. As if things could get any worse.
"Come on, turn around, I'll wash your hair." She starts to push at his shoulders.
"Ehhh....?! It's okay, I can do it myself." Somehow she manages to actually get him to turn around, his back to her.
"Noo it's more fun this way. I've always wanted to wash a guy’s hair, just to see what it feels like."
He could hear the squirting of the bottle before her hands are on his head, massaging and scraping at his scalp. He had to bite his lip, because the sensation of her fingers roaming in his hair drove him crazy. His previous words have by now flown out the window.
He slumps in the comfort of her hands and becomes increasingly pleased and surprised, when they slide down his back. This gave him chills like no cool weather in this heat can. She massages as his shoulder for awhile before rinsing him off by splashing at him.
Boy, that was amazing! And he suddenly had forgotten the awkwardness of this whole situation, totally deciding to change his mind and just ride along with wherever this was taking him.
"Yamapi-kun's hair is so soft! Sugoii~!"
Her hands are no longer touching him, to his disappointment, so he turns back around to face her. But when he faces her, her naked back is facing him and he feels a spike in his turn on. He catches her throwing his white t-shirt aside.
What the hell is she doing?
"My turn! Can you scrub my back?"
"Ehhhh?!!"
"Please, I can't reach back there, so I might as well have you do it."
Yes, this girl was definitely trying to drive him crazy. She hands him the soap without exposing herself to him. He still couldn't believe it. Any other girl would not have even come home with him, knowing the consequences they may have to put up with in the end. But here is Maki, now topless, asking him to scrub her back.
Touching her seemed very off limit right now, because he may not have any control. His hands shook as he made his way to press the soap against her beautifully bare back. His breath gets caught in his throat as his lightly runs his fingers to trace over her shoulder blades.
Without any clothes to cover her, she suddenly looked delicate and frail under his hands. He tried to control his hand where the soap was the only thing touching her to avoid as much skin contact. But when his fingers graze her skin, he feels tingles and finds himself wanting more of that feeling. Becoming more confident with the dangerous contact.
Now both of his hands were sliding down her back and up around her neck, and when he did touch her neck, she moves her head forward to have him have a better reach. The bare sight of her smooth neck got his heart rate beating faster than ever. It got harder to breath every second he had wished to linger on her neck with his lips.
Just a taste. He needed just one little taste.
He noticed the moment that his lips touched her neck, she turned her head a bit to better accommodate him. Her skin was as soft as it looked and tasted like vanilla and soap. When she didn’t stop him, his mind went blank and his lust seemed to take control. His kisses got bolder and bolder, to the point where he slides his tongue down her neck which emerged a moan from her.
Yamapi had to pull back and smile from her reaction, because the moan sounded nothing like the moans she was giving from the ice cream.
It seems as she realized what had happened and she is turning around quickly, covering her chest as she looked embarrassedly into Yamapi’s eyes. Her mouth was open and her eyes big, as if she was trying to read his expression.
“I…it-that felt good, sumimasen.”
Yamapi had to smile at that. “You don’t have to apologize.”
His hand dances on her leg, testing the boundaries he had with her. He inches up her leg, looking for permission to do exactly what he had been avoiding to do. But he couldn’t be stopped anymore.
When his hand reaches her thigh, she licks her lips subtly but even on her embarrassed face, she shows no disagreement with his actions. So by the time his hand had slid all the way up her leg, he moves his hands to the small of her back.
He gives her a smile as a warning. Two seconds after that, he is pulling her into his lap, holding her tightly against him as he sought out what he wished do earlier. He trailed kisses up her stomach and chest until sucking softly at her nipple. She arches her back but wraps her arms around his head, fisting his hair.
He didn’t spend so much time on it, as he now struggles to get in a good position to attack her lips. He gives her a look first, brushing her hair aside and smiling softly at her before roughly pulling her head forward to meet his lips.
He started off easy, just using his lips before he found the right moment to slip his tongue in to play with hers. She tried returning the same fervor, even nibbling at his lips, which increased his turn-on.
And suddenly the tub isn’t big enough.
He attempts to pick her up in his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist, while still kissing her. He stumbles a little bit as he slips out of the tub, nearly running out of the bathroom as fast as he can without slipping or falling. He holds her up by her ass and is surprised that on the way to his bed, she breaks away from his lips to suckle at his collarbone.
This releases a healthy moan from him, just as he opens the door to move a couple more steps to throw her on the bed, him following on top of her.
His hands immediately reach for her breast, while he moves closer to kiss her. She wiggles under him, moving her hip against him to feel the pressure of his manhood. And this threw him over the edge.
It wasn’t much longer he focused on their kisses, before he pulls back to trail a hand down her body to grip at her panties. He gives on last look for permission, and she bites down on her lips, nodding her head slightly. That was all he needed.
He threw her panties aside and reaches for his shorts, but she is already sitting up pulling them down to help him out. His heart raced faster when she smiled at him as she climbed further back on the bed to give him room. This new feeling of desire came bursting through him and he felt like he suddenly realized where he was. In this special moment between him and Maki.
And he was happy.
This newfound excitement guided him to her, attacking her lips with a new feeling that felt a hundred times better.
It isn’t long until he is sliding into her, breaching a new step into their relationship. But both of them didn’t seem to care about what boundaries they were breaking.
~+~
Yamapi seemed to wake up first, glancing at the blurry clock that he was sure read 8:42 p.m. The room was significantly colder than earlier and it was nearly too dark to see anything else but things that lit up. He looked down at his side and smiled.
He leans down pressing his lips against her temple before slowly getting up to not wake her. He slips off the bed, pulling a blanket over her then dressing up in his a new pair of shorts and a t-shirt. He lives out another big shirt for her and a pair of his boxers on the edge of the bed for her to dress up in later.
He nearly laughs out loud to see the mess they left in the bathroom. He spent his time cleaning up, taking all their dirty laundry and the ones in her bag to wash them up. He cleaned the floors and all the soap in the tub and the trail of water they left up to the bed.
After cleaning up their love mess, he moves to the kitchen, noticing that his AC had picked up but laughs and secretly thanks the once broken AC for what it led them to.
He was preparing some food when she came tumbling out of the room in the clothes he set out for her.
“Where are my clothes?” She asked, moving up to the counter. She smiles slightly as she rubs her eyes to get rid of the sleepiness.
“I’m washing them right now.” He covers the pot and turns to look at her face to face. “Hungry?”
Maki nods, avoiding looking into his eyes but smiles nonetheless. Yamapi couldn’t help but to think about how cute she was, so he wraps her up in his arms and she holds him back. He rests his head on top of hers, pulling her tightly to him.
“Stay here tonight.”
Owari.
*runs away embarrassed*