Love Hotel Fun [18+]

Three days. Three days now, Misha and Shizune have been missing from class. I'm actually starting to get fairly worried about the two; I wasn't able to locate them in the usual places yesterday, but maybe I'll have better luck today.

I walk down to the student council room; nothing. The room doesn't look like it's been touched in days.

The cafeteria; nothing. The lunchlady tells me they've at least come to eat today, but that was hours ago, so at least I know Misha isn't dead in a ditch somewhere.

Shizune's and Misha's dorms; nothing. Surprisingly.

About an hour later, I finally decide this to be a futile effort, and decide to head to the Shanghai. Maybe some food will clear my head.

As I begin the long trek, I think back to the last time I saw Misha. It was the morning after our little encounter in my room; she got dressed and left with a simple "Bye", before I was even properly awake.

I have too many questions to ask her. What are we now, anyway? Why did she make a move on me last night? Does this mean we're dating, or what? My brain is buzzing like it's full of bees just trying to get out.

The thought actually kind of disturbs me as I walk into the Shanghai and, almost predictably, I see the one person I should have expected to be there all along.

Misha, currently too busy wolfing down her giant parfait, fails to notice me until I sit down at her booth and clear my throat loudly. Her eyes shoot open and she coughs on her parfait from the surprise.

After a long coughing fit, she finally acknowledges my existance. "Hicchan, what're you doing here~?"

"I should ask you the same question, Misha. I haven't seen you in three days. What's going on?" I whisper slightly, as not to draw attention to the both of us, but Misha throws that out the window wtih a loud WAHAHAHA~

"Hicchan, Shizune's been shopping, and I've been avoi-I mean, eating here most of the time!" Smooth. I immediately catch Misha's slip-up. "Why are you avoiding me, Misha?"

Misha goes completely silent, and just eats her parfait, looking sullen. I ask her again, and she shoots me a look that could freeze fire. "Hicchan... We'll talk about it later, okay?" She took another huge bite.

"Misha, we can talk about it here, or you can come back to my room and we can talk there. It's up to you, but I'm not leaving without some answers." She glared at me and kept eating, but never said another word to me. I ordered my usual coffee and waited for Misha to finish her parfait.

Finally, she finished the mountainous parfait. She paid, and went to leave, with me following her. "Hicchan, we'll talk about it later, okay? I don't want to talk on a full stomach."

I continue following her, eventually going to the bus stop and hopping on the bus to the city, presumably to go meet with Shizune. Misha sat next to me on the bus but continued her silent treatment for most of the trip, until she finally spoke about halfway there.

"Hisao... What are we?" she asks me, looking at me with those sad eyes. I feel like a monster; it should be illegal to make Misha sad.

"Honestly? I was going to ask you the same thing, Misha." She laughs lightly, that cute little wahaha~ laugh of hers bringing a smile to my face.

"I guess... I don't know, I guess, I could be your boyfriend, if you want?" I stumble over my words, rubbing my shoulder as I ask Misha to be with me in the most awkward way possible.

She looks at me, smiling slightly and blushing. "Hicchan, I just... I love you. I seriously... love you. But... every time I think about it, I'm scared. Very scared. And I don't know why." Her expression quickly changes from happy to sad, tears welling up in her eyes as she lowers her head to my chest and lets loose, sobbing.

"I just... I don't know what to do, Hisao... I don't know why I'm telling you all this, why I'm crying like this..." She continues on like this for a while, and I can only put my arm around her and comfort her.

"I don't even know why you'd love me... No one wants me, anyway. I'm just useless trash."

That's it. I've had enough. I could take her questioning our relationship, but this is the limit. I place my hand under her chin and pull her head up to face me.

She looks on in horror as I look deep into those amber eyes of hers, moving closer to her and whispering as our lips almost touch. "Misha, I love you."

I kiss her deeply and she melts into my arms, kissing me back and wrapping an arm around my neck and pulling me in as if she'd never let go.

Finally, after what felt like a lifetime, she breaks away from me and smiles warmly at me. "I'm glad, Hicchan."

After we finally reach our destination, Misha grabs my hand and leads me. "Where the hell are you taking me, Misha?!" I yell to her as we shove through the crowds. "Wahaha~ You'll see, Hicchan~!"

Finally, we arrive at what is presumably our destination: A hotel. I look on wide-eyed, completely flustered and unable to speak past stuttering and stammering.

We walk into the hotel and Misha pays the man for a day, then she drags me to our room. Once I finally regain my senses, I manage to ask Misha what the hell we're doing in a love hotel.

"Misha, what the hell are we doing in a love hotel?!"

"What do you think, Hicchan? I thought we could come celebrate our love, or some other cheesy thing couples do after telling each other they're in love!"

I'm still flabbergasted, but at the very least, we might as well have some fun while we've got the room.

Misha seems to beat me to the punch and takes her shirt off, throwing it into the corner as she looks at me with those sexy, brown eyes. "Hicchan... I'm going to take a shower, and I might just forget to lock the door... It's up to you what you do~"

She makes for the door and removes her pink bra as she walks, hiding her chest from me and dangling the piece of fabric from her fingers. She walks into the bathroom, the last thing to leave my sight being her hand, still holding that sexy bra of hers, dropping it on the floor before closing the door, letting out a quiet Wahaha~ before I hear the shower turn on.

I couldn't take my pants off fast enough.

I strip and make for the bathroom door, finding that it is indeed unlocked. I peek my head in and find Misha bathing, smiling at me as she rubbed her ample chest with her hands. A sight for sore eyes.

"Hicchan, you dirty boy! What're you doing, peeking on me!" I play along with her. "My apologies, miss Mikado. I'll leave you to your bathing." I move to exit the shower, and Misha throws the door open, grabbing my hand and pulling me in, managing somehow to not knock me flat on my ass.

I join her in the shower and marvel at her nude body, the picture of perfection; her round breasts, large with just a hint of sag to them. Those hips... those hips, and those fucking thighs... So beautiful and so sexy.

I place my hands on those hips and pull her close, feeling her slick skin against mine as I kiss her deeply, her hands wrapping around my back. As cheesy as it sounds, we almost fit together perfectly. I run my hands up her back, then back down toward her chubby butt, taking the flesh into my hands and squeezing.

Misha moaned lightly, resting her head on my shoulder as I kissed her neck, sucking lightly and biting at the strawberry-scented flesh.

Slowly, I kissed down her wet body, working my way to her legs and spreading them, quidkly diving my face in and licking her wet folds.

Misha yelps loudly, almost losing her balance as I pleasure her, holding her leg up to keep her from falling over. After a few minutes of that treatment, I get an idea.

"Hicchan, what are you doiiiIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINGHHHHHHHHHHHGH~!" Misha screams out as I penetrate her with two fingers, hooking them forward to hit that spot deep within her and thrusting over and over again. She grips the back of my head and uses it for balance as she continues to moan loudly, her juices flowing like water now as I bring her to orgasm

Finally, she comes, her walls squeezing down on my fingers so hard I feel it'd be impossible to remove them if I wanted to. After a few minutes, she finally stops, slumping to the floor of the shower and looking at me, gasping for air.

"How'd you like that, Shiina?" I whisper to her, moving up to rest my head against her breasts. I make it about halfway before Misha grabs my head and pulls me toward her, kissing me deeply and lovingly. "That... that was AMAZING, Hicchan! You have to do that again some time!" I make a mental note.

We spent the rest of the night making hot, sweet love. THE END