A Thousand Years of Truth - Mature/explicit Chapters

We went back inside the house. I was feeling incredibly nervous; even though it was nighttime and it wasn’t like we hadn’t slept together before, this time was completely different. Reiko had been relentlessly teasing me before we left, insisting that only once was never going to be enough. I kept telling her that Satoru has always been entirely forward with his intentions, but because of our chaotic schedules, we simply couldn’t find the time. And after the kids crashed the penthouse last time, she kept warning me that he might eventually stop asking altogether. So, acting completely on her own accord, she went out and bought the exact nightgown I had been admiring since the very first day Satoru and I went shopping together. I felt intense tingles fluttering inside my stomach, my face flushing a deep crimson red as I stared at the delicate fabric. What on earth was the plan? Should I just wear it and step out in front of him? What will he say? How is he going to react, and what if he doesn’t like it? The entire situation felt profoundly embarrassing. I had been giving him promises for days now, and my heart was beating wildly against my chest.

I chose the yellow one, because that was the color I was wearing during our very first encounter. I wondered if he was going to understand exactly how I feel. I can hear him calling my name; I should just get out of the room to see him.

Mari came out of the room wearing her yellow nightgown, her matching yellow robe pulled around her to cover a bit of her skin since she was feeling a little embarrassed. “Mari, where did you...” Satoru’s voice trailed off, his eyes widening as he looked at her nightgown.

I had been calling for Mari to take a look at something, though I could no longer remember what it was. I knew she was in the dressing room, but I certainly did not expect her to come out wearing that.

The moment she stepped into view and I saw her in that nightgown, my senses completely stalled. My gaze locked onto her, watching her intently as a sudden, intense heat surged through me. My mind spun at the sight of her; I had seen her in beautiful clothes before, but this time was entirely different.

She was the one taking the lead, displaying a deliberate, heart-stopping attentiveness. She wore yellow. The very first time I laid eyes on her, the exact moment I fell in love with her, she had been wearing yellow. I took a deep, steadying breath, trying to mask the effect she was having on me, but an undeniable warmth flooded my entire body as my heart raced wildly against my ribs.

Mari could tell that he was trying to steady his breathing; she knew him well enough to read the subtle shift in his posture. “Did you call me?” Mari said in a low, intense, embarrassed tone, slightly shifting her gaze downward to hide the furious blush painting her cheeks. Satoru answered with a low hum, “Um, no... I did not.” When he said that, she felt a wave of disappointment crash through her. Unsure of what to say next, she faltered, “Um... right, then I’ll go ahead to sleep,” her tone thick with nervousness and embarrassment. A crushing sense of insecurity washed over her, making her feel as though he didn’t want her in that way right now, and that her timing had been completely wrong.

She had been right on the verge of taking off her robe when he entered, and as she stepped back, Satoru suddenly crossed the distance and wrapped his powerful arms around her. Pulling her flush against his broad chest, the yellow robe became completely trapped between their bodies. Mari gasped in surprise, her ears ringing with the frantic, heavy sound of his heart racing wildly against his ribs.

Before she could speak, Satoru leaned down, his deep, husky voice whispering directly against her ear, “Don’t sleep just yet.”

Mari flushed a brilliant crimson, her entire body trembling as she felt the intense, radiant heat rolling off his skin. His breathing was heavy and ragged; she could feel his chest throbbing in a sharp rhythm of inhales and exhales against her own. Driven by a sudden surge of bold desire, Mari turned around completely within his arms. Deliberately letting go of the robe, she allowed the silk fabric to slide down her arms and fall in a useless heap on the ground, leaving her standing before him in just the yellow nightgown.

She leaned closer to initiate the kiss, and Satoru met her halfway with a deep, consuming kiss, pressing his mouth hard against her lips. The sheer force of his mouth made her bend her back slightly under his weight, prompting her to hang her arms securely around his neck for balance while his large hand locked firmly around her waist to support her.

They remained close, the silence of the room amplifying the sound of their ragged breathing as they stayed locked in the embrace. The intensity of the moment seemed to pull them toward one another, making it difficult to look away. Mari’s fingers trembled slightly against the fabric of his shirt, the proximity making her heart hammer against her ribs in a frantic rhythm that mirrored his own.

They finally parted their lips, each looking deeply into the other’s eyes. Mari began slowly to unbutton his shirt, and Satoru loosened his grip on her slightly. He was still breathing heavily, his intensity making her smile. He smirked, leaning toward her neck and sending her heart into flight as he kissed her, ending closely to her collarbone and leaving her skin damp. She finished unbuttoning his white shirt, slipping it away from his shoulders. He didn’t wait; he took it off and threw it to the ground, not wanting his hands to lose the sense of her skin for a single second. Placing his bare hands back over her shoulders, he leaned in to kiss her lips again. She wrapped her arms around his naked chest, feeling every muscle on his body moving intensely.

Satoru slowly slipped his long fingers right under the thin straps of her yellow nightgown, his touch light as he felt the radiant warmth of her smooth skin. Moving deliberately, he pushed the fabric down her shoulders. Mari instinctively let go of his chest, allowing the straps to glide completely down her arms. The gown slipped lower, pooling smoothly around her waist and laying bare her delicate collar bone to the soft moonlight.

Mari closed the remaining space between them, leaning straight into Satoru’s solid body. Her cheeks bloomed a deep, furious red as a sudden wave of shyness washed over her. Satoru immediately took notice of her blushing face. A tender smile touched his lips as he wrapped his powerful arms securely around her, pulling her close to his chest before leading her unhurriedly toward the edge of the bed while kissing her intensely.

He slowly guided me to the bed, my senses melting away wherever his fingers brushed against my skin. I could feel his intense breath as we both sank into the mattress. Anchoring his hands to look down at me, he held my gaze. I could barely keep my composure; my breathing was unsteady, my chest rising and falling vigorously. He brushed his hand just under my chest, trailing down to my belly and making me involuntarily pull my stomach in. I hadn’t realized I was this sensitive to his touch. He smirked, knowing exactly where he should place his lips next.

I slowly traced my lips over her chest, trailing down to her belly button. She gasped again, and I could feel the last of my common sense leaving me. Driven by an intoxicating hunger, I could barely hold the excruciating desire at bay. I pressed my lips deeply against her stomach, kissing her skin until I heard her quiet moan. After that, something took over. I couldn’t stop. I slipped the remaining fabric off her waist, reaching out to the warmth of her inner thighs.

I felt his tongue slide between my thighs, his teeth grazing my skin and making me tighten my hips. I gasped, moaning as I completely lost my mind to the sensation. He brushed his hands over my thighs, holding them firmly to anchor me. I couldn’t help but lose myself to his lips, desperately wanting him closer. He stayed locked against me, his tongue inside, driving me over the edge.

He anchored his hands gently beside my head, his warm, uneven breaths brushing my skin as he looked down at me. My eyes were wide open, holding his gaze without a hint of shyness, letting him see every ounce of the desire consuming me.

A low, breathless murmur escaped his lips, his voice thick with raw affection. “The way you’re looking at me right now... it drives me crazy.”

Hearing his words, something shifted inside me. I reached up, my hands wrapping firmly around the back of his neck to hold him down, refusing to let him pull away. I closed the remaining distance between our skins, crashing my lips against his in a deep, desperate kiss.

He groaned into my mouth, his hands immediately gripping my waist. In one smooth, dizzying motion, he shifted his weight and rolled onto his back, pulling me with him until I was sitting directly on top of him.

She was sitting directly on top of me now, and from this angle, I could see every line of her slender figure clearly beneath the dim light. I slid my hands up her waist, trailing them down to the warmth of her thighs to anchor her against me. Through it all, she kept her gaze locked on mine, refusing to look away. Her lips parted into a small smile brimming with pure desire, her breathing heavy and uneven.

She began to tease me, running her hands slowly over my bare chest and dragging her fingertips down to my stomach. When her hand slipped beneath the waistband of my pants, rubbing against me back and forth, the last of my restraint evaporated. I couldn’t stand it for another second.

Pulling myself up, I crashed my lips onto hers in a fierce, breathless kiss. Even as we kissed, I could feel her hands still desperately trying to push the fabric down my hips. Breaking the kiss for just a fraction of a second, I smoothly rolled us over, switching our positions. I stripped the pants off and leaned down, pressing my entire weight completely onto her.

Satoru leaned down, his lips brushing the sensitive skin of my neck before moving up to my ear. “I’m not letting you sleep tonight,” he whispered, his voice a low, husky rumble that sent a delicious shiver straight down my spine.

Breathing heavily, a breathless chuckle escaped my lips as I wrapped my arms tighter around his shoulders. I looked up, melting into his darkened blue eyes as I let out a shaky breath.

“Don’t stop...” I whispered back, my voice thick with the same intoxicating need. “Just take all of me until dawn.”

She shattered all the remaining sense I had. I slid her hip to the side, sinking and losing myself inside of her. She gasped out a fractured moan as i moved, she tightened her hips around my waist, rolling her body tenderly against mine. I could feel her swallowing me whole. I lifted her higher against me, sealing my lips over hers, our tongues tasting each other deeply. drawing closer and closer until every movement felt perfectly in sync, pulsing deep inside her tight warmth.