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Dirty Little Secret – Misty Day	By : Melan_Anime Category: Yu-Gi-Oh 5D > Het - Male/Female Views: 1406 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Dirty Little Secret – Misty Day
Third Person’s POV
It was a very quiet day, but an ambiguity was lingering in the air. A thick, ominous fog covered the city, limiting the eyesight. Maybe it was still noon, but it seemed as if the dusk had already made its appearance, and although the streets were crowded, there was enough tranquility, as if no soul wandered around the streets.
Inside the security' offices an unusual silence was prevailing –as much silence could prevail, since the phones were still ringing, but not as much as any other day.
A man was lying in his chair, hands at the back of his head, eyes on the ceiling and his mind was sure somewhere far away from the four walls of his office. Unlike the other men in the building who were wearing their security's uniforms, he was wearing only a white shirt –half open around his neck- and gray pants. Having a superior position was nice, but not when the responsibilities were ready to drunken you for good.
Ushio Tetsu was having a rare day at work when he didn't have a lot to do and even if the unusual calmness was welcome, however he was feeling bored without having something to do. He spun his chair and let his eyes travel out of the window; his office was in a high floor and he could see a big part of the city, yet that thick mist wasn't letting him enjoy the view.
Everything looked good, but something was bothering him; something to which he had no clue. A soft knock on the door reached his ears, interrupting his boredom.
"Yes…?" he answered, turning his chair again.
The door opened and a woman stepped inside, holding some papers on her hands. She had short hair and wonderful golden eyes and every time Ushio stared at them, he swore he could lose himself in them. She wasn't wearing any uniform either, only her casual clothes –white shirt and matching short skirt that revealed her long gorgeous legs and with a blue jacket above.
In Ushio's eyes, Sagiri Mikage was something more than beautiful –she was gorgeous, pretty, smart, kind, gentle… or in few words, the definition of the perfect woman. She was so wonderful that it didn't take him long to fall in love. If only Mikage could see beyond a certain blond man, who never showed her any interest and Ushio was ready to bring down the moon itself for her.
"Mikage? To what do I owe the honor?" Ushio asked, smiling and learning a bit forward.
Migake, however, didn't return the smile –in fact she made a quick frown. "This is my job," she replied drily, dropping the papers on the desk. "We have work to do."
Ushio sighed and without a word or a single complaint, he picked the paper that was on top and started reading the report. Work –hard or not- never bothered him after all, especially if he had to spend his time with the loveliest being on Earth.
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Mikage's POV
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I lifted my head closing my eyes for a while, taking a short break from work. I lost sense of time –after all those hours above papers and reports I was feeling my head burning. I looked at Ushio before me and I held back a smile. He sure surprised me for one more time; I should have known by now, yet it was hard to accept that there was a man who was willing to spend countless hours over paper work, without a single complaint. Especially when I was able to see clearly how much that kind of work was driving him crazy.
I made a soft chuckle, seeing him pressing his fingers inside his hair, forming a couple of different grimaces –probably he was trying to come up with the right way to write the report.
"Would you like to drink something?" I asked.
Ushio lifted his eyes, staring at me with wonder. "Huh?"
"It's been hours and I'm thirsty," I explained. "I was thinking to get something to drink and I wonder if you would like a drink as well."
I had the pleasure to see a vague blush on his cheeks, before he offered me a warm smile. "Sure, thanks for thinking of me, Mikage."
I nodded and, returning his smile, I took my leave. All the way till the vending machine, I couldn't stop thinking and wondering about my partner. All those years and he was still acting like he just met me; always, kind and gentle, ready for work, ready to smile at me, and of course ready to blush like a school boy every time I was being kind to him. But that was only natural and logical to me; we worked together for years, so of course I cared and thought about him.
'Then what is keeping you?' a voice at the back of my head echoed.
I took a deep breath since it wasn't the first time I was wondering that question, mostly because I had no answer myself. It was ridiculous –I was ridiculous- and pathetic but I was still confused. It's been years since Jack's departure; he left and he never gave any promise of coming back. So why was I still waiting for him?
I was smart enough to see Ushio's interest in me, even when Jack was still in town, and even if he was totally indifferent to me back there, things sure changed with the time. Sometimes I felt that I wanted him to do something –anything- from a hug to kiss me, and others, all I wanted was to run away from him and lock myself up, waiting for someone who would never come.
I huffed, irritated. Apart from ridiculous and pathetic, apparently I was a masochist as well. I saw the truth, yet I preferred to turn a blind eye. But no matter how much I refused to accept the simple fact, it would never stop being... a fact: Jack would never come back for me.
Even at the thought, I felt a stab straight to my heart. My breath choked once again at the back of my throat and I had to bite my lips hard to keep from screaming. I felt the need to run to the ladies' room and cry my heart out –and it wouldn't be the first time. Just like it wouldn't be the first time I would have to wonder if Jack truly deserved it –if I truly deserved all this pain and suffering for someone who never returned any of my feelings.
Jack wasn't someone easy to catch; he was way too free and independent –his spirit was untamed and also too proud, to even thank me for everything I did for him –even if I knew deep down that he always appreciated it. Jack never blushed for whatever care I showed him, unlike Ushio…
I bit my lips hard, freezing for a second. It wasn't like I never made those thoughts before, yet this time I felt like a bucket of ice water splashed all over my head –like I was blind and now I was able to see again. Was I really such an idiot? Back there at the office was a man who loved and cared for me and I was still mooring over someone who never promised me anything or never showed me any sign of returning my feelings?
I felt weak in my feet and a great need to sit down. Was I really that stupid?
I shook my head, trying to clear up my messy thoughts but an invisible force was pushing me. I spun in my tracks and without knowing what I was doing or what was happening, my legs were leading me back to his office. I saw wonder written on his face when I stepped inside.
"Did the machine break again?" he asked.
But I wasn't able to pay enough attention to his questions. Somewhere at the back of my head I remembered something about drinks, but my mind was already elsewhere; I was staring at the man before me, feeling my heart racing in my chest. That man loved me and what I was doing?
My thoughts were like a mess and I swallowed hard, trying to take a breath. I knew what I was doing; I was pushing him away, stubbornly, because I wanted to make myself believe in a dream… yet that dream was turning into a nightmare.
Worry reflected in his eyes. "Mikage…?"
I took a sharp breath, making up my mind. I was living a nightmare but not anymore and my body moved on its own. I didn't even realize it; one moment I was standing at the entrance and the very next, my hands were pressed around his neck and my lips made contact with his.
Ushio froze –I couldn't even feel him breathing- but I didn't stop kissing him. I closed my eyes and let myself forget the past and sank deeper into my new feelings.
"Mmm," I moaned onto his lips, and I softly tangled my fingers into his hair.
"Mikage… what…?" Ushio stammered when I pulled back to take a breath –his eyes showed me that he couldn't believe what I just did.
I couldn't blame him for that, but words had no value for me anymore. All I wanted was to force myself to forget Jack Atlas forever and I was ready to do anything –anything! Ushio was there and even if I was feeling guilty for using him, I was trying to convince myself that this was what he wanted as well. He wanted me, and I wanted to be over the blond duelist. I knew that everything was too strange; my actions so out of character and everything I showed him so far, yet I was feeling impenitent to tremble in his strong arms, screaming his name and I was a bit disappointed for receiving nothing in return… yet.
"Tell me that you don't like it and I won't believe you," I breathed out deeply.
I was already feeling hot and high; I was ready for him, and ready to let him take me. All I wanted was Ushio to make me forget about Jack, even for a little while –if something like that was possible. And I knew he wanted me as well. Deep down I was ashamed with myself and my actions, I knew I was using him and no matter how many times I would tell myself that cheap excuse, it wouldn't change anything. Plus, I was feeling like a whore for hitting him like that.
But I had no time to think of anything else. I was already high and Ushio found the right moment to take action, and that was more than enough to make me forget everything.
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Ushio's POV
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I knew something was wrong or at least something wasn't as it should be, but I didn't care –I ignored everything. Mikage was right after all; it would be a huge lie if I told her that I didn't like what she did. Something at the back of my head was screaming for attention, but I made it shut up easily.
Mikage was already on my lap –she was tiny, like a toy- and I was kissing her hungrily, nonstop. I didn't want to stop, not even to take a breath. I felt her gasping against my lips a couple of minutes after. I was on fire and my lips couldn't stop moving against hers, tasting her sweetness. Very soon Mikage would be left breathless and I was more than willing to move on.
My hands were moving on her back, neck, pressing her head closer and then I moved them lower. I heard Mikage moan when I squeezed her butt and I had to keep myself under control.
'Great lord if this is a dream then I don't want to wake up,' I thought, lifting her from the ground and sat her on my desk.
Mikage responded with a gasp, pressing her arms around my neck, pulling me closer. Still with our lips stuck, I pushed her backward –I thought I heard thumps by some papers and folders that fell on the ground, but I didn't gave the slightest attention since I had better things to do. I spread her legs apart with my hips, pressing my already hard erection between her legs.
The time my lips finally left hers, allowing her to breathe, my hands cupped her breast, massaging them above her clothes. Mikage moaned, opening her legs more. I carved a hot path from her neck to her ear with my lips and felt her shivering, taking a sharp breath. It was her who turned her head to capture my lips again, kissing me with such passion that was capable of penetrating the mist outside and spread fire everywhere.
Being able to feel her tense, I broke the kiss to peer into her eyes –into her golden big eyes that were hazy from lust and desire. And I needed nothing more.
I slipped one hand inside her panties to find her already wet. A deep moan escaped her lips when I put two fingers into her, moving them in and out. I made a groan, feeling way too uncomfortable in my pants, but when I was ready to pull my hands back to undo my belt, Mikage's were already there, trying to release me. I didn't hesitate to help her and moving her panties to the side, I rubbed my rock hard member on her entrance. Then I pulled back and open the drawer of my office to get my wallet –I always had some condoms there. But when I took one and got ready to rip the outside, Mikage stopped me. I looked at her confused but pulling me closer to kiss me she explained.
“I’m taking the pill, you don’t need that.”
Of course her words put more fire into me and I kissed her back biting gently her soft lips. Mikage shivered, taking a sharp breath. My eyes locked on her lovely face that was learning backward. With closed eyes and gritting my teeth to keep control, I pushed into her. I felt her inner walls opening, swallowing me and I couldn't help it anymore; I pressed deeper and deeper till I couldn't push further. I started moving, slowly feeling her closing all tight around me. I was ready to lose it –the sensation of her, was too much to handle.
"M-more…" Mikage gasped and even in my ecstasy I was able to catch a slight pain in her voice.
Yet I didn't stop or lower my pace, quite the opposite; I sped up, pumping into her and covering her lips again to prevent her from screaming louder. Mikage gasped on my lips, trying to keep up with me and my rhythm. She knitted her legs around me, bringing herself closer.
"U-Ushio… I…"
But me thrusting harder into her didn't let her finish her sentence. Mikage gasped, choking into moans. Her hands moving, dropped more papers on the floor, before she grabbed me, trying to hold onto something.
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Mikage's POV
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I was ready to lose myself completely. Waves of pleasure were crushing me and it was impossible to keep any control. Ushio was moving faster and harder, hitting me from the inside, hurting me a bit, but I found pain easy to accept and handle. I already was a masochist, allowing my heart to suffer, so why not my body as well?
But it wasn't that bad; Ushio was rough, yet gentle at the same time. How he was able to do that was and would remain a mystery. All I knew was that I was accepting without any complaint to his actions, his touch, his kisses –everything he was doing. And not only that; I found that I was enjoying the sex way too much with him, and I even wanted more.
His hands was trailing all over my body, while his lips were capturing my own often, kissing me needy and hungrily with a passion capable to wake up the dead. I never thought –not even once in my life- that he had such a passion within him or that he was that strong. Ushio was hot like fire and open like a wide street; he had nothing to do with Jack, who was cold like ice and closed like one of the greatest mysteries of life. Ushio was…
"AAAh!" a long and deep moan escaped my lips when he thrust me hard, erasing all my thoughts.
I knew that if he continued like that, I wouldn't be able to hold for long. His hands played with my bare breast, holding them and massaging them –just when did he unbuttoned my shirt? I had completely given up; small screams were leaving my mouth, loving the feeling of him inside me. I couldn't think straight since all of my tension was now building into me –and more specifically between my legs- and was ready to explode. My back arched on the desk, feeling my whole being ready to burst.
"I-I'll… I'm…" I moaned but before I was able to spell it out, my orgasm took all the worlds from my lips.
I lost sense of everything around me; time, space, everything, bursting in a huge explosion. I screamed in pleasure, losing myself in my sexual ecstasy and my body was shaking uncontrollable.
"M-Mikage!" Ushio gasped and he didn't take long before he followed me, cumming into me, and lifting me from the desk into his arms.
Panting to catch my breath back, I slowly came down from the clouds of pleasure, feeling a smile painted on my lips, making it its home. Ushio sure fulfilled all my expectations and above –I had to give him that, he knew what he was doing.
He slipped off me and I felt his hot semen pouring out, but I didn't pay attention –I had other things to think about, as my smile froze on my lips, as I also slowly yet steadily started to realize what just happened; we had sex… How it happened; there is only one way to make sex anyway… and last but not least, why it happened; because I hit on him out of the blue; I wanted to escape my thoughts and feelings towards Jack and I…
Heat spread all over my face but it was too late for that. No matter what, I had to force myself to look up and face the consequences of my actions. But it was Ushio who tilled my chin up to give me a soft kiss. Pulling back, he offered me a warm smile.
I cleared up my throat, getting ready for the mess I made. "Ushio, I'm truly-"
"Shhh," he softly muttered, placing a finger above my lips to make me hush.
"But-"
"Don't worry, Mikage," he said, pulling his clear gaze away from mine. "I know how you felt about Jack and how you feel about me. I also know that you need more time to clear up your own mist of emotions and realize that he was your past, while I'm your future."
I stared at him, confused. "What?"
Ushio peered into my eyes. "But I'm willing to wait and give you as much time as you need," he continued, ignoring my question.
He put his clothes back on and turned to leave his office, giving me some privacy to dress and clean myself as well. Before he opened the door he looked above his shoulder with a smile.
"Until then, this will be our dirty little secret."
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Dirty Little Secret – Misty Day