Akiyama Suzuki (1) (R18)

[Contain: Explicit Content!- Erotic scenes] 

"Officer Akiyama, did something happen?"

It was her senior officer, Nagoya, who called out as she attempted to leave the precinct at exactly 5:00 PM. He had noticed a significant change in her routine. Once a hard worker who practically lived at the precinct more than her own apartment, she now dashed out the moment the clock struck five. Not that he thought it was a bad thing. Quite the opposite, in fact — he had been nagging her to leave early for ages without much success.

"Huh? Umm… Do you need anything, Nagoya-san?" She asked anxiously.

"No, I think I'm leaving early too. Sorry, I was just curious about your recent behaviour."

"My... my behaviour?" She stuttered, glancing around nervously.

"You've been leaving early for a week now," He pointed out with a gentle smile. "That's good. You seem a lot more upbeat and cheerful than ever."

"Oh! I have things to take care of at home," She replied bashfully, averting her gaze.

"Hahaha, I think I can guess why." Nagoya acted like he had it all figured out, while Suzuki remained dumbfounded by his words.

"Ummm...?" She tilted her head to the side, looking adorably puzzled. Then, it dawned on her what he was implying.

"No! Nagoya-san, it's nothing like that. I don't have a boyfriend or anything!" She hurriedly defended, her flustered state evident. "At least... he's not my boyfriend or anything," she thought.

"Hahaha, it's about time you took the advice of an old man like me," Nagoya chuckled heartily.

"Nagoya-san, please stop teasing me!" Suzuki wished she could bury her head in the sand from embarrassment, but deep down, her heart swelled with warmth and joy.

The days seemed to blur together when Shouichi paid no attention to the calendar. He had a rough idea of how much time had passed. Ten days? Maybe fifteen? Living without a purpose, as a NEET, had its own peculiar charm. He had never understood how people could live like this, but now that he had become one himself, it made more sense.

If someone asked whether he was content with his life, he might have said yes. But one issue remained — the elephant in the room.

"I shouldn't bother Suzuki-san anymore unless I know her motives. So today, I'm going to confront her about it." He finalised his plan in his mind. It was already late at night, and she would be joining him in bed soon.

Earlier that afternoon, while searching for a battery for the TV remote, he had accidentally stumbled upon a shelf full of pleasure toys and AVs. He recalled seeing her at an AV store once, purchasing a huge bucket of adult goods.

"So, she is a libidinous woman. But she never shows that side to me at all. It must be buried deep beneath her pretences. Or maybe she's just not interested in me romantically. That would be a probable explanation. But then, what exactly does she want?" He analysed the situation.

As Shouichi lay on his back, blankly staring at the ceiling, zoning out had become a peculiar yet usual habit of his. Suzuki climbed onto the bed, sitting at its edge. Her hair was already blown dry, and she wore a tapered-fit satin dress with a revealing back, exposing her fair, elegant skin.

"Huh? I've never seen those pyjama before. It's awfully sexy," He thought, stealing a quick glance before shifting his eyes back to the ceiling.

"Umm... Shouichi-kun..." She called, running her fingers through her silky hair.

"Huh?"

"Do... do you like my new gown?" Suzuki asked, her face flushed red with embarrassment.

"Yeah... I like it," He answered, though his tone was far from enthusiastic.

"Ugh! You could have had a better reaction. I spent hours choosing this!" she huffed, her frustration evident.

Shouichi sighed. "Is that why you came home late? You left work early again, didn't you?" His voice took on a serious edge. "Why do I smell her fragrance? Why would she wear perfume to bed in the first place? I think I know where this is going... Trying to seduce me, huh?"

Over time, he had developed a keen perception, honed from being around various women and from his experiences with his late mother. The question lingered in his mind — why did women in this town seem attracted to him? Was it his looks? His personality? He still couldn't figure it out.

"I hate that you always have it all figured out!" She groaned, pulling the blanket over her head in frustration.

This was his chance. Time to get to the bottom of this.

Shouichi shifted closer, positioning himself over her, trapping Suzuki between his arms.

"Eh? Shouichi-kun?" Suzuki's voice quivered, higher-pitched than usual. She peeked out from under the blanket, clasping her hands over her chest defensively.

His cinnamon-brown eyes met hers, locking her in place. Her heart pounded wildly, and a wave of heat coursed through her body despite the cool air from the AC. Their faces were mere inches apart. Suzuki instinctively closed her eyes, her lips slightly parted, anticipating a kiss.

But it never came.

"What are you doing, Suzuki-san?" He asked nonchalantly.

"Huh?" She opened her eyes to find him still hovering over her. "I... I thought... umm..." She stammered, mortified. "Why did I act like a high schooler in heat?!" she berated herself internally.

"Sigh... Sorry for cornering you like this, but I want to know why you're doing all this. What's your motive?"

"My motive? For what?" She asked, her expression shifting to confusion.

"Why are you helping me? What's your ulterior motive?"

Suzuki finally understood what he was getting at. "Because I..." But the words stuck in her throat.

"Please tell me, or I'll leave." His voice was firm, his stance unwavering, forcing her to speak the truth.

"...Because I love you! I've loved you since the day I met you at the temple!" Suzuki finally blurted out, louder than she had intended.

Shouichi was stunned. A confession? From an older woman?

"From the time we met at the temple... so it was love at first sight?" He mused.

"So, is it sex that you're after?" He gently caressed her flushed cheeks.

"No..." She murmured, though her eyes betrayed her.

"If that's what you say, then I'll back off. Sorry for intruding." Shouichi began to pull away.

In a heartbeat, Suzuki grabbed his face and pulled him down, their lips merging into one.

In a matter of a second, Suzuki pulled his face down where their lips merged into one. The bewitching lady let out a soft moan between the everlasting kisses. With her morale gate crumbling into non-existence, Suzuki could no longer contain her pent-up desire as her lips greedily moulded on his mouth, interchanging their lustful nectar. It was everything that she had fantasised about and much more. She wished for the dance of their warm, moist tongues to last for eternity. 

"I'm sorry I lied about it… I've always wanted to be this close to you, Shouichi-kun." With full disclosure, she whispered between kisses, her breath warm and trembling with desire. A tingling sensation spread through her entire body as if every touch from him set her nerves ablaze.

The fabric of their clothes seemed like an unnecessary barrier, separating them from the closeness they both craved. The couple worked together seamlessly, undressing each other with a shared urgency. Their movements were like a delicate dance, one kiss melting into the next, hands exploring and learning the secrets of each other's bodies as if they were mapping out unfamiliar borders in a tender embrace. 

A continuous symphony of moans and gasps filled the cozy bedroom, echoing softly against the walls.

After a long, passionate endeavour ended, the beautiful lady laid bare on top of the pretty boy with no obstruction from the fabrics. She happily rested her head on his muscular chest, they were both firm and soft to the touch. Her eyes, like a cute little puppy, peered into his face adoringly, expressing how much she loved him. 

"...Does this mean… ummm… Does this mean we are dating now?" She asked him, blushed and thrilled.

"Hahaha, I guess we are… Unless you don't want to." Shouichi replied, shooting her a smile. 

"Of course! I want you!" She quickly replied. Recently, it seemed he had been forcing her to confess with his endless teasing.

"Is that so?" 

"Umm!" She nodded with contentment in her heart, it flourished like an elegant blooming flower. 

"Thanks for always helping me, Suzuki-san," Shouichi caressed her head tenderly as if he touched the head of a newborn. 

"It's not a big deal… All I want is to see you happy!" She answered with an upbeat mood. "I'll fall deeper and deeper for you if you keep being so nice to me, Suzuki-san." Shouichi mused internally. 

"Still… I feel bad about it…" She sat up straight and faced him properly. Her bare chest was dangling right before his eyes. With their size, it was impossible not to sneak a glance or two. The perfect curves, the ivory colour, and the cherries on top. After all, he was a simple man. 

"Are you listening? Shouichi-kun?" She urged him, which brought him back to the realm of the living. 

"Huh? What did you say?" 

"Hmmpt!" His ears betrayed him as he couldn't register a word she was saying. Suzuki wrapped herself in a blanket. Her scarlet face bloated into a cute puff. 

"I'm sorry, how about I become your house-husband?" Shouichi reciprocated, putting bits and pieces from her babbling. 

"Eh?" Suzuki's cheeks turned even redder than ever, to the point that it reached her ears. With intense flustering, she turned her face away and mumbled to herself. "Is he asking for my hand in marriage already?" 

"Oh, I mean… I'll be your housemaid of sorts. Hahaha. Sorry for not being clear." He reworded it. "Seeing this side of her was something entirely new; the authoritative officer with a stern look is actually a literal high schooler love bean. Although I can't deny that it's extremely adorable," Shouichi analysed in his head. 

"Ooooh, righty!" Suzuki nodded in understanding, then she paused to formulate her words. Her casual expression shifted to a more serious one. "You wouldn't want to go to school anymore?"

"I enjoyed school. Of course, but I just don't feel like going." 

"What about your future?"

"I haven't thought that far ahead…" He replied with the truth. The truth implied that he was starving himself to oblivion, that was his future before all this. He turned his gaze away from her.

"Umm…If I ask you to go, wo~would you do that for me?" Suzuki touched softly on his face, turning it toward her. "I mean, I'm not forcing you or anything…" She added.

"I've always prayed for your future, but today, I'm choosing to build that future with you," she vowed, her voice steady and unwavering.

After a long pause with nothing but the sound of heartbeats, "... I'll think about it…" He replied with a soft smile. 

"I luve you!" Suzuki murmured as she pressed her soft lips against his. Their bodies entwined in a heated embrace, every inch of them seeking to merge as closely as possible. Her insatiable desire overwhelmed Shouichi, guiding him into a realm of pleasure for the second time.