Magic Mic

Elly sighed. She was emotionally as well as physically tired from a wild day at work. She hadn't even had a chance to see her boyfriend, and that really stunk. Hizashi had called her during lunch and they had "eaten" together that way, chatting while they worked in completely different buildings on the huge campus. She still missed him.

Cheshire: coming home soon - am so damn mentally drained

Mic: ♡ I've got dinner ready & a surprise waiting for the bestest counselor ever ♡

Elly raised her eyebrows, her lips twitching up in a smile. The last dinner he had made turned out to be ice cream sundaes. She couldn't imagine what he had in store for her tonight.

She heard soft music playing as she turned the key in the lock and she chuckled. If only it would be something so simple as a candlelit dinner, but this was Hizashi Yamada she was living with. As she opened the door she was treated to a shocking surprise - nothing. The lights were dimmed and jazz was playing on the surround sound system but that was it.

No, wait.

When she walked inside and set her bag down on the counter she saw a line of battery operated candles flickering down the hallway. She kicked her boots off and followed them to the bedroom.

"Wow."

He had outdone himself. The black light was on, and the stars above on the ceiling glowed as well as the posters on the far wall. Their lava lamp was lit, producing its happy, golden-glittered blobs of wax that shimmered beautifully on the nightstand. He had, for some reason, set a small table up in front of the bed with what looked like a thick menu on it. She sat on the edge of the bed and picked it up, jumping in surprise as a zippered wallet fell out on her lap from inside. She picked it up and opened it, finding it was stuffed with Monopoly money.

"Okay..."

The menu actually had food choices. It was a simple piece of construction paper he had written on, doodling around the edges to make it look fancy. She stifled a fit of giggles when she saw the back had several strange desserts, including the highly recommended "banana dreamer". And then he finally made his entrance.

Hizashi wore a full western style tuxedo with shiny gold trim, complete with an adorable golden bowtie. His hair was pulled into an immaculate ponytail and his mustache had been freshly pointed. His glasses were new; they weren't the red-rimmed ones he normally wore when he was at home but thinner and also gold. Everything about him was black or that molten, shining metal in some form or another. Her breath was whisked away as she watched him walk purposefully towards her, the tray balanced on one hand with her favorite alcoholic drink - a margarita -- set on it.

"Here you go, darling," he hummed sensuously. "You sit back and relax. Are you especially hungry this evening?"

She shook her head, her eyes wide. Not after this! He smiled - a slow, wicked smile that warmed her from within more than the single sip she had taken of the drink had. One green eye slipped shut in a sexy little wink.

"Entertainment first, it is." He bowed and walked back to the closet.

Elly couldn't believe it. He had somehow managed to top his all-time sexiest gifts to her, and she hadn't even witnessed the main event. She suddenly remembered the bills and her eyes widened incredulously. "Oh my god."

He turned on the closet light behind him. Hizashi stood before her wearing that handsome suit and a seductive smile on his full lips for a long, heart-stopping moment. He then reached behind himself and freed his hair. The golden locks cascaded down his back and he shook them out, throwing with both hands so they shimmered in the light. As she watched, mesmerized, new music began to play and he started to strip, dancing as he removed bits and pieces of his clothing. He pulled his jacket off, then hooked his fingers in the tie and it popped free. The shirt was next and it was astounding. She gasped aloud, clapping as she forgot herself. He ripped it free, the front bursting to reveal his pale chest with that puff of blond hair in the middle. Hizashi danced himself to the floor and slunk out of that, working back up to a new beat and smiling.

He had unbuttoned the pants while he was down and now unzipped them with a deliberate slowness that caused her toes to curl. Her breathing sped up and she gripped the bedsheet in her hands, twisting it. His fingers dipped into the belt loops and he teased a reveal, pushing down so she could see the trail of hair that led to his groin. Elly groaned and he whisked them off. Because this type of dancing was not only the moves but the confidence and the attitude, he excelled far more than she could have imagined. Their bedroom was too small for a lot of flailing around so quite a lot of it involved intricate yoga-looking moves that showcased his rippling muscles and the extremely tight bulge in the lustrous underwear he wore. They were short briefs and she could see the molded outline of his firm, very obvious erection clearly.

He apparently had a routine, so after the first set he strutted regally over to where she sat, stunned, her face an alarming shade of red. He flipped his long hair back and moved the table aside so he could place his leg up beside her on the bed, his groin level with her face as he suggestively thrust his hips at her. Elly scrambled for the wallet, shaking, and dug a handful of fake money out. Face burning, she reached over and pulled the elastic of his underwear down to slide it in. He looked down and whistled lowly, removing his leg to kneel on the bed next to her.

"Hey, princess," he whispered, "that's an awful lot of money to give all at once."

"You're worth it."

"Oh, am I?" He leaned back, placing a finger to his lips. "I might feel like I need to, oh, I don't know... really earn this."

"Hizashi," she gasped, panting as he licked his lips at her, his eyes running greedily down her body.

"Mmm? You hungry now?" He stretched into a position so he was on all fours, crawling back to her and placing a finger on her cheek. "My baby looks positively starved." His finger tapped her lip, teasing and pulling down slightly so he could flick his tongue inside.

"Yes," she hissed eagerly, meeting his tongue with her own. The kiss deepened further, and he eased her onto her back, looming over her as he panted hoarsely.

"This got me just as hot," he admitted between mouthing her lips and moaning. "It's - mmn! -- so exciting to see you want to jump up and grab me."

"Not my fault; you're too sexy!" She rubbed a leg along his crotch and he growled deep in his throat.

"Shit, babe, I was gonna fuck you long an' slow, but you're pushin' my limits!"

"Dirty boy," she choked. "Zashi, did you just say 'fuck'?"

"Uh huh." He grimaced with pleasure, his hands working on getting her full body suit off. "I ... yeah, I know. I'm feelin' it. It doesn't turn you off, does it?"

Elly shook her head rapidly. He grinned and kissed her again as the outfit was rolled down to her ankles and finally gone. He didn't waste time but nearly tore her underwear off as well while she thrashed under him.

"Roll over," he told her seriously, his voice low. "Get on all fours so I can mount you like an animal." She whirled around so fast he coughed a little in shock. His heart had beat so rapidly he lost his breath. "Lift your hips, baby, and spread your legs... like that." He toyed with her for a few seconds, inserting a couple of fingers to gauge how he would have to angle his thrusts.

"Zashi..."

"You like this, don't you princess?" He dropped over her, breathing hard on her neck. She could feel him on her back, his hard length rubbing on her rear. "Isn't this how cats do it? This must be exciting you."

"Hurry!"

"Hey, hey now." He moaned as her rapidly lashing tail tickled him. "Control yourself here. Uh, condoms..."

"Forget them, I've been good with my pills. Take me now, Hizashi."

"Haaa... shit. All right, I have a little treat for you, then." He laughed wickedly, nipping her neck as he wriggled out of his briefs. "Stay still, sweetie." His first thrust was awkward, but he guided himself with his hand and was soon deep within her heat. There was no fooling around, no more play. As soon as Hizashi was surrounded by that tightness, he whimpered and lost control. All she could do was grip the bed and hold on, riding the pleasure as her boyfriend humped her frantically from behind. His long hair flew about as he bucked madly, one hand grasping her rear and one crammed into his mouth. Sweat dripped down his chest, some catching on the hair in the middle and other trickles slipping further down. Slapping sounds and moist squelching accompanied his movements, faster and faster as he peaked.

"Mmmffft! Hmm!" He stifled himself as best he could but the bumping beat of the music combined with her moans were too much stimulation. "Ohhhhh shit, this is too good baby!"

The angle created some of the deepest penetration she had ever enjoyed and she found herself crying out long before him, biting her pillow as she came. He took longer but his orgasm was just as spectacular. He shook himself all over and then pulled out right before his orgasm, shooting hot and fast all over her back.

And then it was over.

Hizashi moaned weakly and slid off her, collapsing into a sweaty heap as she did the same.

"Shower?" His voice was muffled as his face was stuffed in the sheets, but it was audible.

She grunted affirmatively. "Then food."

"Oh, yeah."

"Zashi?"

"Nmm." He blinked tiredly at her, reaching out to swipe ineffectually with his underwear at the sticky deposit dripping from her waist to shoulder blades. He think he saw some in her hair, too, and that made him stifle a giggle.

"Thanks."

"I love you." He shrugged, stating a simple but profound fact. "Feel better now, right?"

"Oh, hell yes."