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Times like these start simple. At first Ann would ask for nothing more but a hug, something Izumi tried to refuse yet her begging face with her arms wide open made it hard to resist. Well, and even if he kept refusing her, she would just jump him eventually and hug him regardless. So his answer was not exactly important…
It was not out of nowhere and yet he always acted as if it was, heart bumping included. He really should be used to this by now but something always got him a little flustered at the end of the day. Thus he would always try his best to calm down. Deep breath… Very deep breath… And yet, this also resulted in his hands going up to her waist and pull her closer to himself, so close that her chest was touching his. Yeah, he was acting as if this was a completely new experience but it wasn’t. It never was. And yet… Yet… He couldn’t help himself. The reaction would never cease, as much as he wanted it to sometimes. But that was usually just the start… Things would usually go further than that.
All because he had her in his sights. Her face right in his view, lips usually within reach. The ones he felt more often than not. The exact pair he had several tastes of. He knew exactly what they felt like. And maybe that was what usually made it hard for him to resist. Ever since having had a first taste of those lips. When the two were in her office, they were unable to ask him for some reason. All she had done was puckering her lips and leaning in closer though that was due to a daydream she had, or so he had assumed. It took his initiative so that this first kiss happened. Though things had never been the same ever since taking that step within the relationship. Well, at least he didn’t mess it up or something like that… Yeah, he didn’t. As surreal as this knowledge felt to him. He didn’t mess up. And that was a fact.
When others were around it was easy to not give in. He had an easier time controlling himself perhaps and… Well, yeah. Actually, that was pretty much it. Being around others was a means of self control. One slip up after all and… He didn’t want to think about it. At the very least she understood and agreed to that much. But things change when the two are alone…
Any mask of professionalism was gone and almost anything became fair game. Especially now. A hug was not enough nor would it stay there. The both of them would just stare at each other while being in another’s embrace, usually in silence. He would be forced to look into her eyes and wander around her face. This was sickening, but not in the way one might think.
Izumi had not thought so in a sense of disgust, no. Rather in an oddly adoring sense. He didn’t want to hold back yet he made himself hold back. He didn’t even dare to flinch. One wrong step and it would be all over… Right? Well, his brain told him so much. And yet… His actions would speak the opposite. All because Ann kept on teasing and provoking him into it…
The way she kept whispering. The way she held onto him. The way she leaned in more, as if asking for something, as if asking for more than a hug. Closer and closer each time, her face just within the reach of his own lips.
He gazed away for a short moment, trying to resist that way. Yet her voice would be echoing in his ears, making his grip only tighter around her waist. Dammit… She has no idea what she is doing here! Or rather… No, she knows exactly what she is doing. She always does. It is as if she wants him to take this a little further.
And he did, even if twas only step by step. He had soon turned his head back, proceeding with a mere peck onto her cheek. Even if it left him in a blushing mess for a moment. She shut up for only a second however, asking him for more with a light chuckle coming from her mouth.
And thus he gave her another. And another. And yet another. Though slowly he went from her cheek over to her mouth. One small kiss after the other… Until landing on it.
It started rather short lived. Peck after peck bracing both of their lips, both of theirs. All while their grasps each became tighter and tighter. She held onto him tightly, grasping onto him and he returned the favor. They were both practically pressed against one another, not wanting to let the other go. There was an equal amount of longing and before knowing it they both were just too busy at this moment… With each other.
Both were too busy exchanging one kiss after the other. Their lips couldn’t let go, refusing to do so. Their breaths may as well also have been pressed against another. At least he could feel hers against his skin as well as his lips. Not to mention that he could hear her gasps. And even if she needed to catch a few breaths she would only pull back for a few short seconds before launching her lips back onto his, giving him no chance to pull back.
But he wasn’t much better. He didn’t want to pull back. No, he couldn’t bring himself to do so. This was addicting. He knew it would end up this way, becoming way too addicting in the end. Hence why he always wanted to hold back, wanting to not give into it and let it escalate. But alas, it would always be too late. He was weak to it, weak to something like this… And he wasn’t sure how to feel about it. Or perhaps he just had a hard time accepting it.
Each kiss only made him act up more and more, one after the other. He could feel his own breath becoming heavier, his head spinning… There it was again, he felt dizzy. Was this how a drunk person felt? He couldn’t tell nor would he ever want to find out. Fact was that his head was becoming foggier and foggier, drawing more and more blanks as the kisses increased and became more intense. They had started gently, yeah, yet by now the both may as well be devouring another.
His own body was shivering and the words he could describe this feeling in became less and less… Once more Izumi had fallen target to Ann’s temptations. Every single time. And now? Now he didn’t want to stop, go at it for a little while longer. Exchanging kisses like this… Turning from awkward ones, careful and calculated into sloppier ones exchanged…
Head spinning, thoughts emptying itself… Soon enough he was just there, with her in his grasp and exchanging kisses with her non stop… All of these kisses from here on out only made him dizzier and dizzier. But at least for now he could admit that he loved it. Every single one. And he wasn’t going to let her off the hook anytime soon.