My Adorable, Heroic Brainiac!!!

The day began as any other Suraka, she woke up at approximately 6 a.m. She took a shower, got dressed, had a normal breakfast of cereal and then started heading for school.


Suraka Momimura is 16 years old and is fairly average. Both in height and body type. She always earns average grades in school. Suraka has long brown hair that ends mid-back. Most of it was left alone, and a few strands were tied into plaits. Her eyes were large and a beautiful green, shining like emeralds in the sunlight. Her skin was lightly sun kissed.


‘I can’t wait for Art, and of course Swimming!’ Suraka cheered in her mind. She loved any form of art, she just found Realistic drawing annoying. And she was an excellent swimmer. She also took a cooking class to try and learn how to cook meals, she was a disaster in the kitchen, even failing at making instant pancakes. ‘What kind of wife can’t cook?!’ she scolded herself.


Deep down, Suraka worked hard to try and make herself a worthy wife, not like she was married yet of course! There was only one man she truly loved, and he was an exact opposite when comparing her to him. He was brilliant and accelerated in almost any subject. He was cute and handsome at the same time. He was mysterious and Suraka fought to take her eyes off of him. Her true love is the genius Uryu Ishida.


To make matters worse, Suraka sat in front of him during two classes. And right beside him in one. She knew someone like him wouldn’t notice her though. She blended in and was somewhat nervous in crowds. Naturally, she was awkward during Drama classes.


Suraka was in English class, her seat was to the left of Uryu’s and next to the window. Normally, she would get distracted and look outside and watch the wildlife. But today, her gaze was at the front of the classroom. They all had to give their reports on whatever they viewed as being a problem. Suraka’s had been about censorship. And now, the man she couldn’t keep out of her mind, no matter how hard she tried was giving his report. His voice was perfect to her, deep yet soft.


She sighed softly, in a trance, imaging Uryu whispering sweet nothings to her. “Suraka!” a feminine voice growled. “Huh? Oh, hey Tatsuki!” Suraka greeted her friend. “Don’t ‘Oh hey’ me. What were you thinking about?” Tatsuki demanded. Orihime then interrupted, a smile on her face. “I bet she was thinking of Uryu!” she cheered, closing her eyes and taking a bite of whatever freaky food she cooked today.


Suraka blushed darkly after Orihime’s correct guess. “Wow, you’re in deep if that’s your reaction to just hearing the guy’s name.” Tatsuki grinned. “Hey! I don’t see you giving Orihime a hard time over her crush!” Suraka cried, glaring at the tomboy. Tatsuki just stuck her tongue out at Suraka.


Orihime changed the subject. “So, how’d your job interview go Suraka?” she asked. “Oh, it went great! Considering who I’d be working for. I got the job!” she exclaimed softly as to not attract attention to herself. “That’s great! Good luck with it. Since you are organized, it shouldn’t be too bad for you.” Tatsuki said, biting into a rice ball.


“So, when do you start?” Orihime asked curiously as Suraka slurped up some ramen. “I only work weekends, because of school. But, I get some decent benefits AND 10 bucks an hour! Just one downside…”she said, her voice lowering to a whisper at the very end. “And what’s that?” her friends asked. “I have to wear heels!!!” Suraka cried, tears streaming down her face. “Yeesh, that sucks.” Tatsuki sighed. Suraka wasn’t very graceful, and that was in normal shoes.


“So, you start tomorrow?” Orihime asked, finishing off her meal. “Yeah, I start at eight and work until nine I believe. Wish me luck.” Suraka said, throwing away her ramen cup and finishing her juice. “See you later Suraka!” Orihime and Tatsuki said, parting ways with their friend.


The rest of the day went by as normal, Suraka would admire Uryu, if possible when she wasn’t busy. During cooking, she didn’t really mess up the dish they had to prepare. And in Art Fundamentals, she was painting magical signs in purple and gold on the jeans she brought in. There were stars, moons and different magical signs going down the legs. And she painted cute little fairies on the back pockets. “Those will look great when they’re done Mrs. Momimura!” her teacher complimented with a smile on his face.

Suraka was walking home, tired slightly. ‘School may be boring, but…at least I have something like Uryu to distract me!’ she said in her mind, a soft blush crept to her cheeks as she remembered how he looked. Dark blue hair, bangs framing his face. Beautiful, sea-blue eyes hidden behind glasses, giving off an intelligent aura. ‘Dare I say more? No! I’ll just blush more!’ she screamed inside her mind.


“My one true weakness, cute nerdy boys! And Uryu’s the embodiment of it!” she cried softly, closing the door behind her, she was finally home. Her parents were hardly ever home, one reason why she was taking cooking classes. “Why do they have to both be workaholics?” she wondered in a depressed way, plopping down on a couch. Most kids would be thrilled to hear that they have the entire house to themselves, but practically everyday of the week?!


“If it weren’t for these pictures, I’d forget what they looked like.” she sighed, walking to the kitchen and throwing an instant dinner into the microwave. “Not healthy I know…But I have to actually get up early on a weekend.” she told herself, brushing her hair.

As she waited for her meal to be done, Suraka pulled out a comic book. One of her ‘guilty’ pleasures were comic books about superheroes. That, nerdy boys and she loves magical girl genre series. “I’m a geek-in-training I guess. Oh well! These stories are great!” she cheered, but the heard the microwave beep.


“Yay! It didn’t get charred this time!” she said, leaping with joy at her accomplishment. Suraka sat down on the crème colored sofa in front of the tv, flipping through channels to find something to watch. “Can’t believe there’s nothing on.” she groaned, a dull look plastered onto her face as she munched on the fettuccini alfredo meal she made.


She took her bath right after she ate. She then noticed it was ten o’clock. “Time for bed I guess.” she sighed, setting her alarm for eight in the morning. She then laid down and fell asleep.


It was now Saturday and a little bit passed three p.m. Uryu Ishida was on his way to see his father. ’Hardly consider that man my…father.’ he growled in his mind. Even if he was thinking it, Uryu felt himself almost vomit at the word. “What does he want anyway?” he muttered under his breath as the hospital his father owned came into view.


Uryu entered the hospital and went to his father’s office, noticing an empty secretary’s desk. He knocked on the large oak door that led to the office of the man he despised most. “You may come in.” his father said in a strict tone. “Welcome Uryu, I’m glad you could make it.” Ryuken said as Uryu closed the door.


“What do you want Ryuken?” Uryu asked, sheer disrespect evident in his tone. The cold look in their eyes were hard not to notice. “I must talk to you about something very important.” he said, pushing a button. Uryu just sat down, not even noticing what his father spoke into the speaker.


The silence grew between the two men. Uryu was still glaring at the man in front of him. He saw a figure pass him and walk towards the desk. “Here you are Mr. Ishida.” a soft feminine voice spoke. His blue eyes darted over to the female and widened in shock of who he saw. ‘Suraka Momimura?! What is she doing here?’ Uryu wondered. He noticed what she was wearing as well.

Her hair was up in a messy bun, bangs still covered her cute face. Her lips were light brown as well was her eye shadow. Her eyelashes were long and thick, further accentuating her beautiful green eyes. She was wearing a white blouse that was buttoned but not to her neck. The shirt was tucked nicely into a copper brown pencil skirt, showing practically every curve her body could offer. She also wore pantyhose over her long, smooth legs and black heels. ‘She’s gorgeous…’ Uryu told himself, gulping silently with a soft blush on his face.


“Uryu, this is my new secretary Suraka Momimura. I believe she goes to the same school as you.” Ryuken said, noticing Uryu’s reaction.


‘Why won’t he stop staring at me?! Do I look that bad?’ Suraka wondered sadly as she tried to hide her blush from the men. She didn’t even hear what her new boss and crush were talking about. ‘He looks so handsome.’ she sighed. Uryu was wearing black jeans with a short sleeved white shirt that had a blue cross going down the center. But, he did not look happy at all. The look Uryu was giving his father somewhat scared Suraka.


“Ms. Momimura, you may go on your lunch break now.” Ryuken said sternly, snapping Suraka out of her thoughts. “Yes sir. I will be back in a half hour.” she said, bowing politely. “You may go as well Uryu. Our business together is done.” he said, dismissing his son.


Suraka was eating the cup ramen she brought with her, she also made a simple peanut butter and jelly sandwich. She soon felt a presence behind her. “Why are you working for him?” a deep voice asked. Suraka turned her head to where she could see the speaker. “Uryu?!” She exclaimed, blushing darkly.


“Why are you working for Ryuken?” he asked in a demanding tone. “Well, I needed something to keep me busy. Besides, I need to get a job. This one pays well and has some benefits.” she explained, leaving out a big reason. ‘Wait, I just spoke to him without stuttering! Yay me!’ she cheered inside her mind.


Uryu sighed and sat beside Suraka, intertwining his fingers and staring at the ground. The silence was killing Suraka. Just as she was about to speak up, Uryu spoke. “You’re only here because you’re bored?” he asked, seeming confused. “Kind of. I also need to make some money, can’t depend on my parents forever. And, I’m very good at organizing, so this seems perfect for me.” she explained further, taking a small bite of her sandwich. “I have to go, goodbye, Momimura.” Uryu said, getting up and leaving the young woman.


The rest of Suraka’s work day was somewhat slow. The only real things she did apart from answering calls and taking messages was serving Mr. Ishida his tea or coffee. ‘Sheesh, what a boring job. Well, its good pay and benefits, so I can’t complain.’ she told herself, finishing up the last bit of paperwork she had. “Ms. Momimura, you may leave. You’ve done more then enough for your first day.” Ryuken told her, managing to fight a yawn off. “Yes sir. See you tomorrow.” she said. Then left, looking forward to getting home.


Little did Suraka know that that night would change her life forever. Such an eventful night this would be.


Suraka was walking home, there were a few people but she took a secret path where no one would bug her. “Man, these heels are killing me!” she cried, limping a bit. “Here’s the plan: get home, eat dinner, take a long bath, then bed.” she announced, only audible to herself. But, Suraka couldn’t shake the feeling that she was being followed.


She stopped under a streetlight and tried reaching for the cell phone in her purse. Her entire body froze as a humongous shadow fell over her. “Mmm, such a tasty looking morsel! A pure, pretty little female.” a deep, gravelly voice called out.


Suraka could barely turn around. But when she did, she wish she took Ryuken up on his offer to drive her home. A monstrous being stood before her. A black, bulky body that seemed humanoid in appearance. Its face was covered by a white mask with eye holes and a fanged mouth. She swore there was drool spilling out of its gaping mouth.


Fear raced through Suraka’s veins. There was only one thing she could do, and she did it. She ran as fast as she could, surprised she wasn’t tripping due to the heels. She ignored the pain in her feet, her life mattered more. “Help me please!!! Something’s after me!” she cried, now regretting taking her secret route.


She cried out in pain as she ran into a wall, she was now at a dead end. Oh how ironic. Suraka cowered in front of the monster. Unfortunately she wasn’t in a world out of her comic books where a hero would swoop in and save the fair maiden. No heroic rescue was coming for her, this was the real world. A very real and very scary world.


Suraka covered her head, tears streaming down her face. Her life flashed before her eyes, all the friends she made, and the one love that she never admitted. All this occurred as the unknown monster lunged its clawed fist towards Suraka. “If I somehow survive this…I’ll promise to change! I’ll become strong! I’ll find my courage and tell him how I feel.” she swore silently between tears.


Soon, a roar of pain came from Suraka’s attacker. She opened her eyes to see a bright blue arrow in the monster’s side. “By the Honor of the Quincy, I won’t allow you to kill this woman!” she heard that deep familiar voice declare. “Uryu?” she called out, finally seeing her savior.


It was Uryu, but he was wearing an entirely different outfit. It was all white. He wore a white mantle over a white tunic and what appeared to be slacks. And he had a bow that seemed as tall as Uryu himself! The wind made his dark blue hair dance, and the moonlight made him seem angelic.

A soft blush covered Suraka’s cheeks as Uryu leapt down in front of her. “Stay behind me Momimura!” he ordered, raising his hand to the bow, a bright blue arrow materialized. All she could do was nod. Uryu launched the arrow, making it hit the creature right between its glowing eyes. The monster then disintegrated, leaving no trace of its existence behind.


Suraka was in shock over what happened in under two minutes. She didn’t even notice Uryu kneel down in front of her. “Are you ok, Momimura?” he asked in concern. “Huh? Oh, yeah! I’m fine. Thanks to you, nothing happened.” she said, smiling cutely, stars in her eyes. “I’ll walk you home.” he said, offering one of his gloved hands to her. Of course she took it and Uryu lifted her up.


Uryu looked over Suraka’s body, searching for any damage. “You scraped your knees pretty bad. Here, I’ll carry you home.” he offered, not giving Suraka a chance to say no. Uryu carried her all the way home bridal style. Right when they entered the Momimura residence, a medium-sized ranch-style house, Uryu gently set her down on the sofa. “Where do you keep the first aid supplies?” he asked.

“Oh, down that hall, you’ll find a closet full of whatever you need.” she directed, finally seeing how bad her knees were. “These pantyhose are ruined.” she sighed, taking off her shoes. “Ok I’m bac-” Uryu cut himself off, blushing darkly. Suraka had her pantyhose on around one ankle. “Hmm? What’s wrong?” she asked. “N-nothing.” he stuttered softly, setting down the supplies he got from the closet on the coffee table.


Uryu gently grasped her right leg and wetted the rag with hydrogen peroxide. He felt Suraka’s leg twitch. “I need to disinfect it.” he told her in a reassuring voice, very softly patting the injured area. Suraka groaned in pain, but calmed down after Uryu gave her a soft, reassuring ’Shh’. He then dabbed her right knee dry and bandaged it. He did the same with the left knee.


Deep down, Uryu has held some feelings for Suraka, he just decided never to act on them. He knew she constantly stared at him. He felt that she didn’t like him the same way, he’d rather keep things the way they are rather then admit his feelings and complicate things and make them awkward.


Suraka had gone upstairs to change. As she pulled on a plain black spaghetti strap top, she heard lightning. She quickly put on the shorts she made in a sewing class a year before and ran downstairs. Right as she reached the landing, the lights went out! “You still here Uryu?” she called out, holding a candle she lit in front of her. “I’m still in the living room.” she heard him answer.


She found him and helped light a few more candles. “I’m sorry Uryu.” she said, keeping her gaze on an interesting pink candle. “For what?” he asked in a confused tone, his blue eyes slipping over to Suraka. “You saved my life, carried me home and helped with my wounds. There’s no way I can repay you.” she sighed. Suraka hated being indebted to someone.


“You don’t need to repay me in any way. I do have one question though.” he spoke softly, never taking his eyes off the woman before him. “And what’s that?” she asked, keeping her trance with the candle. Uryu took a deep breath before speaking. “What do you think of me?” he asked seriously. Suraka’s trance broke, suddenly feeling uneasy.


“I know you stare at me constantly. I want to know why.” he stated. ’I promised myself that I would tell him if I somehow lived. Come on courage! Where are you?!’ she pleaded. ’I have to tell him!’ she told herself, gulping afterwards. “I love you, Uryu Ishida!” she admitted loudly, clinching her eyes closed. Silence engulfed the two.


Suraka was regretting what she said. ’He probably thinks I’m just a stupid girl.’ she cried on the inside. Almost on cue, a pair of arms wrapped around her and pulled Suraka close. “I’m glad…ecstatic really. I love you as well, Suraka.” Uryu whispered into her ear, sending shivers down her spine.

Uryu and Suraka have been dating for six months now, having gone on several dates. The whole school knows of course. Suraka’s parents are thrilled that she has a steady boyfriend and such a gentleman. Her father always has his eyes on Uryu. Ryuken on the other hand, seems as if he doesn’t care. Uryu knew he’d react that way. And, Suraka knows everything about Uryu, about the Quincys and about the Hollows.

Uryu reserved a nice hotel suite for himself and of course Suraka. The décor was crème and red and modern style furnishings. They were going to have the entire weekend to themselves. Uryu agreed to meet Suraka in the hotel lobby. He had his suitcase in hand, waiting for his girlfriend. ‘She’s such a sweet girl. She is smart in her own right. She is kind of cute too.’ he thought to himself, a sweet smile gracing his lips.


“Hey Uryu! Sorry if I’m late.” Suraka said, running to Uryu’s side, panting softly. “Don’t worry, I just arrived myself.” he answered, placing an arm around Suraka’s shoulders. “Oh, that’s ok then. So, should we check out our suite?” she asked, blushing softly while laying her head on Uryu’s shoulder. “I believe we should.” he grinned, pushing the up button on the elevator.


“I have a surprise for you Uryu!” Suraka whispered excitedly. “Oh, and what’s that?” he asked, holding her close. “I’m gonna make your favorite meal tonight! I’ve been practicing.” she told him, nervously twirling a strand of hair around her right index finger. “Really? I’m sure you will do a wonderful job.” he told her as he opened the door to their suite, allowing Suraka to enter first.


“Wow! This place is beautiful!” Suraka cheered, darting around to every room. Uryu smiled at her reaction. He’s noticed she’s opened up a bit since they’ve been going out. At first, she was very nervous about showing affection publicly, now, she gives him pecks on the cheek without a care.


While Suraka was cooking, Uryu snuck into the bathroom and placed a thin rectangular box on the sink. A grin was on his face, he had big plans for tonight.


The smells of the meal reached Uryu’s nose as soon as he entered. Suraka’s back was facing him, he could tell she was wearing an apron. And her long brown hair was tied into a ponytail by a red ribbon. His grin soon changed to a sweet smile as he snuck up on her and snaked his arms around her waist. The sudden touch made Suraka squeak and jump in surprise.


Uryu inhaled the scent of the food. “Its smelling very good Suraka.” he said before softly licking her ear. “Uryu…Can’t you wait?” she asked, a soft moan escaping her soft pink lips. “Not much longer.” he chuckled, releasing Suraka from his grasp to let her finish.


A few minutes later, Suraka served the meal, Uryu’s absolute favorite, homemade Mackerel Miso stew. Suraka was extremely nervous, she usually somehow screwed up even the simplest meal. She was hoping she did a good enough job for the one she loved most. She was practically sweating beads as Uryu set a spoon into the stew and raised it to his mouth. Her heart was racing to where she thought it would leap out of her chest.


She closed her eyes tight as Uryu swallowed, scared of what might happen to him. “Suraka…” she nervously opened her green eyes and saw what she never expected. Uryu looked perfectly fine! And he had a smile on his face. “This is so delicious! It tastes so much like how my mother would make it!” he exclaimed, taking another sip.


“Really?!” she asked in disbelief, nothing ever turned out right. “Why would I lie?” he told her, taking another bite. The rest of the meal was quiet, the couple just enjoying each other’s company.


Right when he saw Suraka’s bowl was empty, Uryu scooped her up in his arms, a playful smile on his handsome face. “Uryu! What are you planning?” she asked, giggling softly, keeping her arms around his neck.

Uryu carried her into the suite’s bedroom and set her down on the bed and laid down beside her, an arm draped across her waist. He smirked at the soft blush on her cheeks and kissed her cheek softly. He loved how smooth and soft her skin was, and her scent would drive him crazy at times. He noted that her scent was almost like raspberries. It suited her, soft and sweet just like a raspberry.


“I have a present for you in the bathroom, a special outfit I made just for you.” he whispered huskily into her ear. The warm breath by her ear made Suraka shiver. “You made me an outfit?” she asked shyly with a smile on her face. “Yes. Would you please change into it?” he asked, kissing her neck softly. “O-okay.” she sighed, moaning softly.


She got up and entered the bathroom, noticing the box immediately. She closed and locked the door for her privacy. Suraka unwrapped and opened the box, and carefully pulled out the outfit Uryu had made her. Her blush darkened. “How can I wear this?” she whispered, her blush growing darker by the second.

It was a sea foam green negligee that she could tell would barely end passed her bottom. It also had matching panties, and both were practically see-through! Suraka gulped and removed her clothes slowly. ‘He made it for me. I should at least wear it.’ she told herself.


She pulled on the panties then the negligee, tying the tie around her neck in a bow. She then looked at herself in the mirror. ‘You see everything! What if he doesn’t like how I look in it?’ she cried. There was a soft knock on the door. “Are you done Suraka?” she heard Uryu ask, his voice sounded different. “Yes.” she answered. ‘Please, let him love it.’ she prayed.


She unlocked the door and slowly stepped out, arms covering her chest. ‘Just like I thought.’ Uryu smirked and swiftly closed the gap between them, Suraka pinned between the closed door and Uryu’s body. “Uryu?! What are you- ahhh.” she was cut off, Uryu planting kisses up and down her neck, making his way to her ear.


“I knew you would look perfect in this but…this is too much.” he groaned, nibbling on Suraka’s earlobe, making Suraka moan softly. Uryu moved his left arm behind her back, holding her as close as possible. “I don’t think I will be able to hold back for much longer Suraka.” Uryu groaned as their bodies melded together.


Without warning, Uryu claimed her lips passionately, lifting her up in the process and carrying her to the bed. Without separating, the couple was now on the bed, Uryu supporting himself by his arms. Suraka was kissing back eagerly, her arms wrapped around Uryu’s neck. Uryu couldn’t help but smirk at the soft moans coming from his love.


The two soon parted, panting softly, passion burning in their eyes. “Uryu, you’re not being fair.” Suraka whined, a cute pout on her face. “Heh, and how’s that my dear?” he asked, grinning at how irresistible she looked. “I’m barely covered, yet you’re still fully clothed.” Uryu sat up, still grinning which made Suraka give him a confused look.


Uryu started undoing his necktie, never breaking eye contact with the young woman. “You’re right, its not very fair now is it?” he asked, smirking as he undid each little button on his long sleeved white shirt. Uryu threw the shirt off his body and into a corner.


“Is this a bit better?” he asked seductively, moving to where their lips were mere centimeters apart. Suraka gulped softly and could only nod. Uryu quickly claimed her lips with his, stroking her cheek with his right hand. He licked Suraka’s lower lip, sending shivers up and down Suraka’s spine.


Her lips parted slightly, Uryu took this chance and delved his tongue into Suraka’s mouth. He easily found her tongue and teased it into play. Suraka let out a moan, wrapping an arm around Uryu’s neck, her free hand stroking his chest. Their tongues continued rolling around each other, moans coming from both.


Uryu broke their kiss and started kissing her neck roughly, his hands kept themselves preoccupied. His left hand cradled Suraka’s head, giving him better access to her neck while his right hand stroked her thigh softly. Suraka’s breathing quickened from everything Uryu was doing. And she could feel herself wanting Uryu more and more, to the point that she may be driven insane if nothing happened soon.


Uryu smirked at Suraka, she was moaning his name over and over in pure bliss. Uryu slipped his hands under the negligee, slowly moving to her chest. Sensing his motives, Suraka quickly, yet carefully took the negligee off, throwing it to the floor. She was now almost completely naked, allowing Uryu to memorize every detail of her body, down to every last curve.


Uryu moved, now straddling Suraka’s hips. “You’re beautiful Suraka.” he whispered, a sweet smile on his face. “T-thank you Uryu.” she stuttered, blushing softly under his loving gaze. Uryu undid his pants, kicking them off to join his shirt and tie. Now, he was only in a pair a bark blue, silk boxers.


Uryu claimed her lips once again, but in a soft and sweet kiss. He held her close with one arm, his free hand moved up her side and took her right breast into its palm. He started massaging the soft flesh, earning moans from Suraka. His thumb rubbed her soft nipple until it started to become stiff, more moans coming from her.


Uryu broke the kiss and moved his mouth to her nipple, licking it firmly. “Uryu!!! Ahh.” any touch was now almost electric. Moans continued pouring from her as Uryu started suckling, his left hand massaging her left breast. ‘Ah, this feels too good! Its starting to really affect me too!’ she whined, feeling herself growing even wetter as Uryu stroked her inner thigh softly.


‘I can’t hold out much longer.’ Uryu growled, moving his right hand further up her thigh. He felt a great warmth from Suraka’s center. Uryu grinned with pride knowing he was affecting her so. The panties he made her were decently wet. He could hear Suraka speak, but he couldn’t make out what she said. “Could you repeat that?” he asked, nibbling her ear softly. “Please Uryu…I…want more.” she pleaded, her eyes were clouded and she looked so vulnerable.


He couldn’t believe it, she was begging for him! His surprised look was soon replaced with a grin. “I’ll give you much, much more.” he whispered huskily into her ear, his hands pulling down her panties and discarding them quickly. He couldn’t help but want to ‘torture’ Suraka more.


Uryu moved a hand to her core, he could already feel her wetness. He laid beside Suraka, her head on his chest. He allowed his middle finger to stroke her wet entrance. He noticed Suraka bite her lip, her eyes half-lidded in pleasure. He then let the finger slide into her. Suraka’s back arched slightly and a loud moan escaped her lips. He inserted his ring finger, making her moan from the intrusion.


Uryu started sliding his fingers in and out of Suraka, his thumb caressing her unbelievably sensitive clit. She kept moaning Uryu’s name, her hands gripping Uryu’s shoulders. He couldn’t believe such a simple action was making her feel so great! “Uryu please…No more!” she cried, feeling herself about to climax. “I don’t think you mean that.” Uryu growled deeply, sliding another finger into her, stretching her further. He sped up his motions, more moans and cries of pleasure came from Suraka.


He felt her entire body tense up, her green eyes were now wide. “Uryu!!!!!” she cried out, climaxing around Uryu’s fingers. He slowly pulled his fingers out, quickly noticing they were covered with Suraka’s juice’s. He also saw that Suraka seemed out of it. ‘Is this what happens when a girl orgasms?’ he wondered, licking his fingers clean. Her breathing was slowing down.


Uryu knelt down to where his lips were right by her ear. “Do you want to go all the way Suraka?” he asked, stroking her cheek as he waited for a response. “…Yes. Please, be gentle Uryu.” she said, her voice sounding tired. That was all he needed to hear. Uryu pulled off his boxers and moved between Suraka’s legs, her thighs resting on his waist.


Uryu took pride in his body, he wasn’t burly, nor was he scrawny. And, he was a bit above average where it counted most for men. “I promise I’ll be gentle Suraka.” he groaned, rubbing the head of his member against her soaking wet entrance. A long, soft moan coming from Suraka’s lips.


Suraka bit her lip in pain as Uryu began pushing himself inside her. Uryu saw her pained expression and kissed her, he also started massaging her hips as he got as far as he could go. “I’m sorry if this is hurting you Suraka. Please bear with it, the pain will be gone soon.” he whispered in a reassuring voice.


Uryu rested his head on her shoulder, groaning. “God, so tight.” was all he could say. He felt a hand on his shoulder, Suraka kissed him passionately. “Please…Uryu…Take me.” she pleaded between kisses. Uryu placed both hands on Suraka’s waist and slowly moved his hips, thrusting himself in and out of Suraka, she moaned in both pain and pleasure, wrapping her arms around Uryu’s broad shoulders.


He continued thrusting at a slow pace, groaning at the wonderful feeling. “Uryu, faster please?” she asked, her voice husky yet still soft. He was now thrusting faster and harder, groaning loudly as he felt Suraka clenching around him as she kept moaning his name and panting like a dog.


Sweat soaked their bodies. And Uryu was going harder and faster, pulling Suraka in synch with his thrusts. Both were nearing their peak, Suraka was only squeezing Uryu tighter, and he couldn’t handle it much longer. “Oh God….URYU!!!!” Suraka cried out, reaching her peak, clenching Uryu as tight as possible, triggering him to climax as well. “Suraka!!” he groaned as he came deep inside.


Uryu soon rolled off of Suraka, panting heavily. Suraka’s senses soon returned and she could see clearly. She snuggled close to Uryu, laying her head on his chest, and Uryu wrapped an arm around her shoulder, resting his head against hers. “I love you Uryu.” she whispered, kissing his lips softly. Uryu smiled sweetly and kissed back. “I love you too, Suraka.”

The End