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Notes and Disclaimers: The following is an original work by me, freely using the creative genius of Tachiwaka Megumi, to whom I am indebted. The characters of Saint Tail, Asuka Jr., et al are owned by Kodansha and TMS.
This story is hentai. If you don't know what this means, you should not be reading it. If you are under the legal age in your state, county or town, you should not be reading it. If you wanna read it and complain later, you should not be reading it. DO NOT say I didn't warn you.
Dreaming of Saint Tail
Asuka Jr. had the house to himself. He sighed as he dropped his jacket onto the back of the desk chair and loosened his tie. His shoulders sagged as he surveyed his room. She had done it again, she had escaped. Once again he somehow managed to not capture St Tail. When taken in the cold light of day it seemed such a simple thing to do… to catch one young woman, but she always had a surprise for him. It was always something so unexpected, so outlandish, that there was never a way to anticipate it.
He crossed to the bed and let himself fall, face down. He lay there, seeing in his mind’s eye the escaping figure of a girl. Her ponytail sailing out behind her, her skirt kicking up with each step, exposing a long expanse of leg, all the way to the soft curve of her…
With a groan he rolled off his stomach, trying to suppress the effect these images were having on him. He knew from experience where this would leave him, and tonight he was just too tired. She had really run him ragged with her escape route around the shipping dock. He had managed to get an arm around her chest before she had ducked under him and slid down the ramp of the off loading chute. In real discomfort, he reached down and squeezed himself hard through his pants, as her soft chest on his arm came to mind. He got to his feet with some difficulty and opened the window, allowing the chill night air in. Pulling the curtains closed, he slowly began to undress, trying to keep his thoughts on what he was doing. It didn’t work.
Reluctantly he lowered himself onto the bed, flat on his back. The night air gently caressed him and he sighed with pleasure as he relaxed. Most of the muscles in his body were tight and the air bath his naked body was receiving calmed and soothed him. Maybe he wasn’t so tired he told himself as his hand moved to…
"Wait!" he heard her say and a smile spread across his face. She came in the window, as lithe as a panther. She swiftly moved to straddle him on the bed as his hand continued its search. Quickly she caught it, pulled it to her face and ran her tongue along the length of it. He moaned as she repeated the action with her own and he willed her to take his growing erection in her hand, which he covered with his own. His eyes rolled shut and his hips rose off the bed, straining towards her at her first touch. He saw her scowl at him, "How many times do I have to tell you?" she demanded, her warm, slender hand wrapped around his throbbing head, "This is my place and you stay away."
Asuka Jr. sighed, nodding, waiting for what always came next. He felt her hair slip across his bare thigh as her mouth came down on him. He managed, with considerable effort, to not cry out as her cool lips were impaled on his now rock hard cock. It was like she was peeling his skin off inside the blast furnace of her burning mouth. His hips again rose up to meet her and he felt her tongue slide all along the bottom of his shaft. She moaned in pleasure, deep in her throat, when she reached his soft hair. This sent an electrical shock through his body that caused him to moan in response. Encouraged she began to draw her mouth off him, allowing the cold night air to dry her saliva along the length of him. The chill sent a shiver through him and she quickly reclaimed him in her hot mouth. Again and again she rose to his head only to suck him back in. He could tell that he wasn’t going to last much longer. She rose to his head and sucked his thumb into her steaming mouth. He flicked it across his head, all the while chased by her tongue. The rocking of his hips increased and he clenched his teeth, trying to prolong the pleasure of her mouth on him. Finally he couldn’t take anymore and had the satisfaction of feeling her diving back onto him, sucking hard as his climax blinded him. He felt himself scream her name, over and over, as her throat worked to swallow every drop of him.
As his eyes gradually began to focus he felt her leave the way she had come in. He rolled onto his side with a sigh.
"Meimi…" he whispered again as he drifted off to sleep.