Spring Desire

As she wandered down the dimly lit street she tried to convince herself that it wasn't real. That what just happened was all a dream and she would wake up in the morning and everything would be alright. The things that haunted her were more real than she could imagine, and she wasn't
about to wake up anytime soon. The demons of her past could not be shaken, no matter how hard she tried. A figure lurked in the shadows and she tried not to notice. Only when a hand reached out did she make the slightest noise before she found herself unconscious.

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The sunlight shone brightly through the gauze covered window, stirring the dark haired girl from her drug induced slumber. She rubbed her eyes sluggishly and surveyed the room around her. Where her mirror should have been stood a large wooden dresser, and next to the bed was a small table littered with wrappers and an empty vodka bottle. She dreaded what came next, looking to her side to see exactly how drunk she had gotten. She turned over slowly and was surprised to find a very handsome looking man next to her. His dark brown hair was tousseled and his long eyelashes were curled slightly. She sat there in disbelief as the man turned towards her slowly. He had beautiful slighty golden skin and an angelic face. Only after he started to awake did her common sense kick in. She didn't know where the hell she was or who the hell she was with.

Panic started to set in as she made a break for the door. She hurridly searched for her clothes but came up empty handed when the dark haired man sat up in bed.

"Who are you, and what are you doing in my room?" he yawned.

She froze. He didn't know why she was here? Wasn't that her line? Slowly she turned around looked at the naked man, trying to keep her eyes from wandering. They finally settled on his sleepy emerald green eyes. Her heart began to race as he looked back into her scared violet eyes. Then it hit her again, she was naked and there was a gorgeous man staring at her. Her entire face flushed as she tried to cover herself.

"What are you talking about? The last thing I remember is walking home and then..." she finally managed to say "Who are you?"

He chuckled. What the hell? Why was he laughing? She tought to herself. He then got out of bed and made his way towards her. She scrambled to avoid his grasp, but was unsuccessful. He wrapped his arms around her slender waist and pulled her back against his chest. Her entire body
tensed as his hands began to wander across her skin. She tried to wrench herself away, but part of her wanted to stay there against his warm skin.

"Wh-who are you? And How d-did I get here?" she stuttered as she felt his hands on her quivering body.

"I have no idea how you got here, but I'm not letting you get away now. Not after last night." He gently began to kiss her neck as he let his hands slide down her body. A small moan escaped her lips as she felt the tips of his fingers at her opening. His tongue gently caressed her ear and her body responded accordingly. Her mind was too clouded to think of anything but the immense pleasure he was giving her. She could feel herself becoming wet from the small amount of contact between them. She felt his fingers gently open her entrance and then he slowly slid two of them inside her. She felt herself go weak as a she let out a moan. He brought her to his bed and laid her down.

The fog in her head cleared only long enough for her to ask him again. "At least tell me your name..." She managed to say before he engulfed her mouth in a kiss. His tongue parted her lips and then slid inside her mouth. Their tongues intertwined and struggled for control. She felt her hands unconsciously wrap around his body and pull him closer. Her sense of reason was out the window a long time ago when she first felts his hands on her body. All she cared about now was this beautiful man on top of her and what he was capable of. He slowly placed kisses on her body lower and lower until he received the kind of moans he was looking for. Torturously slow, he licked at her entrance until she was writhing on the edge of climax. He then took this opportunity to whisper in her ear, "Shiro" While suddenly thrusting himself into her making her gasp in ecstacy. His pace began to quicken as he buried himself inside her repeatedly.

"Ah...Shiro...I- I'm coming..." she breathed in his ear moments before her release. She felt herself go limp on the bed and she wanted nothing more than to sleep next to this amazing man above her. Moments later he too reached climaxed and collapsed gently on top of her.

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Shiro...Shiro...why did that name sound so familiar? It wasn't until a few hours later that it hit her. Shiro was the name of the man that her father told her she had to marry, even though she had never met him before. She had tried to convince her father that arranged marraiges were a thing of the past, but he wouldn't hear any of it. She bolted up in bed disturbing the slumber of the man next to her. Again she tried to lok for her clothes, but couldn't find them.

"What's wrong?" Shiro said groggily. "What are you doing?"

"Where are my clothes?" she asked, half irritated, half worried.

"Just come back to bed Akiyo."

"How do you know my name? I never told you..."

"If you're going to be my wife, I should at least know your name."

"You are him..." she said trying to hide her mix excitement and anger. "Then you do know how I got here. Tell me what happend and I'll try not to kill whoever did it." To say she was furious would be an understatement, she was seething.

"You know you're really cute when you're angry?" He chuckled "Your father had one of his bodyguards bring you here and he told me to take care of you. I didn't do anything to you last night, I just put you to bed."

"Then why wasn't I wearing any clothes?" Akiyo asked, her anger slowly rising. "Don't call me cute. You don't even know me."

"I don't hmm? Then How did I know exactly what your body wanted?" He said grinning mischeviously. "You seemed pretty happy when I had you in bed."

"Do you say that to all the girls that randomly appear in your bed? And you didn't even answer my question. Why wasn't I wearing any clothes?" she repeated.

"I couldn't resist. You were just screaming for me to take them off."
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Ok, so how was it? This was my first lemon, so please review...I need to know if I sould keep going, or give it up. Kay? ^_^