WARNING LEMON! That's right our two favorite police detectives are going all the way, so if you don't want to know, better not read. LOL! LEMON!

It had been little over a month since Miwako had introduced her partner to her mother. Looking at his handsome face as he spoke to a waitress, Miwako knew now that it had been a good decision. She had been very afraid that her mother wouldn't like him. He wasn't exactly the wealthiest member of the metropolitan police department. Yet, her mother hadn't said anything negative about him to her since she had met him.

Miwako smiled as Wataru ordered their meal with a little bit more excitement than was necessary; to the contrary all her mother seemed to talk about for the past month was how wonderful he was. She had even caught her mother bragging about him on the phone to one of her friends: "My daughter's charming boyfriend…" and such.

Miwako felt guilty for assuming her mother would have rejected him based on his lack of excess funds. Miwako knew her mother had been hurt that she had kept him a secret. However, with how hard she had been pushing for an arranged marriage to a wealthy man, it wasn't too difficult for Miwako to explain to her why she had had her reservations. That said, Shioko was still a little uneasy about his lacking financial status.

Miwako outwardly groaned as she recalled her mother's hard pressed words about how expensive weddings and raising a family were. When her mother had started to compare Takagi to Shiratori Miwako had threatened to move out and never speak to her again if she continued. This recollection carried Miwako's mind to the other, far less pleasant topic her mother has been forcefully discussing with her for the past month. Pushing the thought to the back of her mind before she started blushing, she turned her attention instead to her partner.

Takagi was already gazing at her as he sipped on his red wine. He had asked her out to dinner nearly a week ago. Apparently they were going to a 'fancy' place. Not too fancy, he had assured her, but fancier than usual. As she looked around she noted that the patio restaurant was definitely out of their usual spending bracket for dinner. Normally, she would have protested, but when she saw how excited he was, she had to let it go.

"Well, what do you think of this place?" he asked smiling.

"It's nice but still friendly enough that I don't feel like I'm suffocating." She answered grinning sheepishly at him.

A large grin spread across his face, "I was hoping you would feel that way." He said as he reached across the small, circular table and took her left hand in his right. He pulled it toward himself bringing it up to his lips. He brushed them so tenderly against her skin that a contended sigh almost escaped her lips. Her face was extremely flushed when his lips lingered on her skin a moment longer then was customary for the simple gesture.

He returned her hand to her, an adoring smile on his face.

For the past four and a half weeks he had been acting like this. His shows of affection for her had intensified to a highly fervent level. Since the meeting with her mother, the couple had become so much closer. Every second of the day he was on her mind and she wanted to be as near as possible to him always. He had been the exact same, even at work she had to remind herself to keep her thoughts on the investigation and not on how soft and moist her partner's lips seemed.

She grinned to herself, her cheeks tinged a light pink; she had slipped up during an investigation a few days prior. The event projected clearly in her mind: She and Takagi were standing behind a sofa listening intently to Sleeping Kogoro's deductions explaining why the murderer had first tampered with the air conditioning resulting in the currently freezing temperature in the home. Deciding their hands were blocked from view by the sofa, she had stepped closer to him and taken his hand in her own, squeezing it gently before tickling his palm with her finger tips. Figuring there was nothing wrong with this, he had stepped closer as well and proceeded to entwine his fingers in hers as he followed Mouri's reasoning.

Unfortunately, they had failed to notice that the inspector was behind them and a moment after their hands met he had stood between the two, pulling their hands apart and giving each officer a stern look. Both officers had jumped away mumbling inaudible apologies before standing rigid on either side of the annoyed inspector.

Miwako sighed, that had been one of the most embarrassing moments of her life, but at least it served as a good wake up call. When on duty the only thing on one's mind was the task at hand... hopefully.

It didn't stop there: after work the two had met almost every night. Most nights were spent simply in the company of the other watching a movie or TV. They had done this before but now he would pull her into his lap, his arms tightly wrapped around her and his cheek pressing into the side of her head as opposed to the two sitting on opposite ends of the couch.

One night they had both fallen asleep during a movie, Miwako had woken up at the sound of her cell ringing. She had pulled it out of her pocket and searched for the strength to answer the call. The two were lying on his couch.

She had answered her mother's call and was reminded of the night at the hotel, except this time there was no lying. Miwako argued quietly with her mother about coming home as Takagi slept beside her. During the arguing he had woken up and simply snatched the phone out of her hands. He spoke into the phone quietly and after a few minutes had managed to convince her mother that everything would be fine if Miwako spent the night, no funny business.

The only thing the couple could manage after that was moving to his bed and falling asleep in each other's arms. The next day Miwako and her mother had had an interesting talk:

"Miwako! Can you come here a minute?" Shioko called down the hall. A moment later her daughter walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge taking out the orange juice.

"What is it?" Miwako asked her mother casually as she filled a glass and put the carton back in the fridge. Miwako turned around and her mother pulled her into a gentle hug.

Surprised, Miwako focused her attention on the glass in her hand.

"Sit down dear we need to talk." Shioko pulled away from her disgruntled daughter and turned down the burner that was cooking their dinner. Miwako sat at the table, a feeling of dread growing inside her. Whatever her mother wanted to talk about was probably not a good thing.

Miwako stared at her mother, following her every movement with her eyes as she sat down at the other end of the table. Shioko took a deep breath and folded her hands on the table top.

"Miwako, I want you to be honest with me…" Miwako gulped, the utter seriousness of her mother's voice was worrying her.

"About what?" she asked quietly.

Shioko lifted her head and stared right into her daughter's eyes, "Have you and Wataru-kun…are you having sex with him?"

Miwako's breath hitched in her throat as her mind seemed to empty itself of any and all coherent thought. Shioko simply stared at her daughter, a neutral expression on her face.

Funny enough, Yumi had asked her the same question earlier that day. Miwako was certain her face was beat red when she finally answered, "Mom, wh-why are you asking me that all of a sudden?"

"Are you?" Shioko asked again ignoring her daughter's counter question.

Miwako couldn't believe what her mother had just asked her. In all honesty she had known this was going to come up sooner or later and with how she spent last night at his place it had become a guarantee. Damn…

Miwako sighed, she could talk about this with her mother, the woman who raised and loved her. Surly she could do that.

Hesitantly she answered, "N-no, not yet." Even though her eyes were focused on her hands she could hear her mother let out a large sigh of relief.

"What are you so relieved about? I thought you liked him!" Miwako said a little upset.

Shioko raiser her hands in defense, "No, no, it's not that! I just want to make sure you're prepared, I booked you a doctor's appointment."

"Why?" Miwako asked breathlessly, taking a gulp of her orange juice, wishing it was strong alcohol.

Her mother's facial expression went from relieved to mortified, "What do you mean why? Do you want to end up pregnant? Besides that Miwa you are so naive…I'm sure there are some things you need to learn."

At this point Miwako was tempted to cover her ears, this conversation was just too blunt for her taste.

"It's better to be protected Miwa, condoms aren't guaranteed and—."

"Stop! I get it!" Miwako pleaded with her mother.

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about Miwako! This is all very natural." Shioko called out as her daughter stood and retreated from the kitchen.

Two days later Sato found herself sitting in her family doctor's office listening to Asaki-Sensei. Miwako admired the woman's professionalism as she spoke clearly and rather bluntly about everything a woman needed to know about safe and healthy sex. Miwako was glad her mother wasn't there; she could only imagine how awful a tag-team effort would be.

Asaki-sensei finished explaining how to take the birth control pills and smiled knowingly at the red faced woman sitting on the examination bed.

"Do you have any further questions Sato-san?" the older woman asked. Miwako shook her head almost certain that she was now an expert.

"Miwako-san?"

Miwako Sato focused back in on reality as Takagi's hand waved in front of her eyes.

"Oh Sorry, Wataru-kun. I was thinking about things." The young officer said as she rubbed her head.

He leaned in closer to her, "Like what?" he whispered.

Miwako flicked her eyes away from his, "About us and… just us." She responded shyly.

"Exactly what about us?" He pressed further, a hand reaching up to cup her cheek. He continued to stare into her eyes as his thumb stroked her skin. She was too lost in his gaze to answer but as he began to close the distance between them she felt her lips move even as her eyes closed.

"A-about how much closer we—."

A quiet cough split the couple apart quickly. Both officers gazed up at the waitress who was carrying their dinner. From the embarrassed look on her face Miwako figured she had been there for a while and had been trying not to interrupt.

"Oh, thank you." Takagi said politely as she placed the dishes in front of them.

"Would you like anything else?" the waitress asked awkwardly. Miwako noted she couldn't be any older than Ran-chan.

"No thank you." Takagi answered as the waitress bowed and scurried off to another table.

Takagi picked up his fork but didn't start to eat; he hadn't heard all of Miwako's answer.

"Miwako-san, what about us and being closer?" Takagi loved it when he got the chance to tease her. He was sure it wasn't as easy as teasing himself but it was definitely enjoyable.

Miwako put down her fork, "You know, since you met my mom the two of us have been so, so…"

"Addicted to the other?" he offered to finish her sentence, a seductive smile playing on his lips.

"That's one way to put it." She answered, secretly enjoying the way he looked right now.

The rest of the meal was enjoyed over some light discussion on trivial things. Miwako found that as they sat across from one another she couldn't help but to soak every inch of him in. When he had first come to pick her up she and her mother had been impressed with his appearance. He looked sharp in the dark suit and light blue dress shirt he was wearing. Miwako had noticed immediately that it was different than the ones he wore to work. This suit had a higher cut and was more tightly fitted to his body. He had somehow managed to gel his hair back so that only two pieces of bang fell over his forehead in the center. She liked it a lot; it gave her a clear view of his handsome face and accentuated his defined cheek bones, one of her favorite facial features. She had already noticed more than one woman looking him over.

She realized at this point that she was staring, not that she cared. She watched him sip the last of his wine, her heart jumped a beat when she noticed a drop had escaped and pooled on his bottom lip.

In one swift movement she stood, her hands hit the table palm-down as she closed the distance between them. She captured his bottom lip between her own, her tongue lapping up the drop of wine before his could.

Frustrated she couldn't continue due to their rather public surroundings Miwako slowly broke her lips off of his and returned to her seat. When her eyes focused on the scene she noted Takagi's surprised and slightly dizzy looking expression first. Next she noted the poor waitress from before standing off to the side of the table with the receipt and Takagi's credit card. Finally, a quick glance around the patio told her that her momentary loss of self-control had not gone unnoticed, people were staring.

Slightly embarrassed Miwako straightened her evening dress as Takagi took his credit card back from the waitress. Miwako opened her purse and gathered up some money, she would make sure to leave the waitress a nice tip.

Smiling, Takagi stood from his chair tucking it in before stepping towards her and offering her his hand which she took. The couple exited the restaurant and found his silver sedan in the parking lot.

They both climbed in and as he turned on the car she felt she should say something.

"Sorry about that Wataru, I didn't mean to make people stare at us." She giggled.

"People can stare all they want, I was only sorry you stopped." He replied while backing his car out of his spot.

When they were on the road Wataru stole a glance at his girlfriend, she looked positively gorgeous. Well she always did but tonight it was just something else entirely. He absolutely loved the aqua dress she was wearing; it left her shoulders bare, with only a silky ribbon tied into a bow around her neck to keep the dress up. It clung to her form perfectly as if to tempt him. It stopped just above her knees giving him a generous view of her long, slender legs. Not to mention how her large breasts strained against the silky material.

God, I want her.

Takagi exhaled slowly trying to control himself, the more he thought about her the more he wanted to pull the car over to the side and just…just touch her.

"Miwako-san, would you like to come over to my place?" he asked smoothly.

Miwako looked over at him, "Yes." She uttered the word a little too fast.

As they pulled into his parking lot her heart started to beat faster. She stepped out of the car and shivered. It was colder now than it was when they had left the restaurant.

They walked toward each other as he removed his suit jacket. When he reached her he pulled it around her bare shoulders and scooped her up into his arms carrying her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and let her head rest against him.

She loved it when he picked her up and held her like this. It was a show of his physical strength as well as his protective nature in Miwako's opinion.

"I feel so safe." She murmured into his ear as he started to climb the stairs leading up to his apartment.

"That's because I'm protecting you." He whispered in response, holding her even tighter against himself.

When he reached his door he expertly used one hand to unlock it while supporting the majority of her body weight in the other arm. He opened the door and stepped inside. He slowly placed her feet back on the ground and both removed their shoes.

As she was bending over to move both of her heels off to the side of the mat his suit jacket slipped from her shoulders and fell to the ground. She was about to pick it up when he distracted her.

"Leave it." He ordered, his voice stern.

Before she could respond Takagi had pulled her against him and crushed her body to his. His embrace was so tight that she couldn't move her arms enough to hug him back. He kissed the top of her head gently, sighing into her hair.

"Tonight I want to make you mine." He said quietly.

"I'm already yours." She responded, pressing her cheek to his chest just over his heart. She could feel every beat, the pulsation strong against her skin.

He loosened his grip on her and held her chin in his hand tilting it up.

"Close your eyes." He whispered softly.

Her eyes fluttered shut and he repositioned himself so that the unoccupied arm held her waist firmly.

After taking a second to admire her beauty he tilted her head up even more and leaned in. Her lips parted slightly when she felt his hot breath on her skin. He kissed her jaw firmly, moving down her jaw-line with successive kisses.

He tilted her head to the side and gave the other side of her face the same treatment before bringing it back to face him and kissing her forehead.

"You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen." He whispered.

He kissed her cheek, "I don't even want to think about a life without you."

At this point Miwako's mind had gone fuzzy, she relished in his touch and words. Her lips were burning; a slow pulsation had started due to her desire for his mouth to touch hers.

His kisses were slow and firm, yet he continued to neglect her lips.

Finally, he ceased kissing her face and his lips hovered just over hers. She tried to close the minuscule distance but he wouldn't let her, he held her chin firmly in place.

"Please…kiss me." She managed to speak out, her eyes remained closed.

Unable to deny either of them what they wanted any longer, he brushed his lips against hers. Her lips were warm and extremely pliable just like his.

The kiss was light, their lips were barley touching. It wasn't enough for Miwako she wanted more but every time she tried to push up into him he would pull back. Finally, she felt his lips start to press harder against hers.

Suddenly his tongue slid between her lips and into her mouth. She gasped as it licked at her own challengingly. He released her chin and she sprang into action instantly. She kissed him back full force, tangling her hands in his smooth hair. As much as she loved the new look she wanted his bangs back.

She ruffled his hair until his soft bangs fell over his face as usual, her lips never left his. He pushed her back to the couch where she lay down with him coming on top. Takagi attacked her neck with his mouth.

He kissed her neck gently, enjoying the feel of her smooth skin on his mouth. Without warning he bit down on her neck gently. She pushed his head down letting him know that it didn't hurt and that she liked it.

He responded by sinking his teeth deeper into her skin. She moaned his name encouraging him but he pulled away after a few seconds afraid he might hurt her.

"Why'd you stop?" she asked frustrated.

"Any harder and it would hurt." He answered breathlessly.

"I like it, keep going." She demanded trying to push his head down on her neck.

He resisted her, "No! I don't care if you like it, I'm not hurting you." He said flatly.

Sato sat up and narrowed her eyes at her partner threateningly, "Do it now."

"No!" Wataru answered, shocked by her preference.

"I'll make you!" Miwako growled as she yanked him down hard. When he moved to her neck she smiled triumphantly.

Instead of biting with his teeth he sucked the spot aggressively.

"O-okay, that works too." She whispered deciding to let him have his way for now.

He moved to her face kissing her lips. After what seemed like ten minutes he broke the kiss gasping for air.

Miwako moved her hands to his collar and pulled him down so that her eyes aligned with the buttons on his dress shirt. His hands were on either side of her head, palm-down on the couch supporting him as he leaned over her.

She reached for the first button, unfastening it with ease.

"I'm undressing you now." She told him happily.

"Would you rather sit up and do it?" he asked looking down at her.

"No, I want you over me like this." She answered smoothly as she worked downward on the buttons.

When the last button was undone she spread the fabric apart and touched her hands to his bare chest. He closed his eyes as she worked her hands over his middle, tracing his abs and pecks.

A hand slid under his shirt to his back and guided him down to her. She propped herself up as he went from his hands to his elbows. She kissed his middle before wrapping both arms around his back and pulling him down completely on top of her. She hugged him tightly for a moment before he got up and pulled her off the couch with him.

He led the way to his bedroom, his dress shirt hanging off his arms. When they entered his room Miwako turned him to face her and kissed him while pulling his shirt from his arms, letting it fall the floor.

He guided her to the bed and gently pushed her on her stomach. She blushed like crazy when he climbed on the bed and straddled her.

She turned her head around as best she could to see what he was up to.

"My turn to undress you." He purred.

Miwako let her head fall down to the pillow as he unclasped the back of her dress and pulled down the zipper. He played with the silk tip of the bow before pulling out the knot in one swift movement.

"Oh yes." He smirked as his eyes were met with the sight of her sand colored lacy undergarments against her creamy skin.

"Turn over Miwa." He said excitedly getting off her enough so she could move. She turned herself on her back smiling up at him. He put his hands on her waist and slid them down her torso taking the dress with him. He tugged at the material and she arched her back so he could pull it off her.

She lifted her legs out of the dress and he held it up to his eyes.

"Great dress." He said before tossing it over a chair. Takagi placed his hands on each of her legs and stroked them slowly.

"Come here Taru." She cooed using his nickname. The young officer crawled over to her as she sat up and threw her arms around him. He kissed her again as his hands wondered over her back.

She slipped her tongue into his mouth when he popped open the clasp on her bra, pulling the garment off her as she continued to kiss him.

Lying down on top of her he grabbed both wrists and pinned them above her head. He broke the kiss for a short moment in order to focus on what it felt like to have his bare chest against hers. Desire welled within him as she strained against his hands, her whole body moving beneath his.

He went off like a gun; kissing her roughly, much harder than he ever had before. She gasped in surprise giving him an even bigger opportunity to advance. Still holding her hands in place, he forced her head up, thrusting his tongue powerfully in and out of her mouth in rapid succession. He completely over powered her as his tongue mimicked an even more intimate position.

He let go of her hands but she didn't move them. He placed his hands on either side of her face as she gasped for air.

"Whoa…easy tiger." She gasped out in between breaths. He kissed her cheek apologetically.

"I'm sorry I—." a finger to his lips silenced him. He was relieved to see the smile on her face.

When he came down and rested his head on her shoulder Miwako was able to glance down the length of his body. He was still fully dressed from the waist down while she was left in only her lacy underwear.

A thought struck her and she released a deep shuttering breath.

"What is it?" she heard Takagi mumble into her chest.

"You have too much clothes on." She answered pushing him off her and moving down the bed.

She pushed the nervousness out of her mind as she pulled him back on top of herself. By the time she was done directing him his knees pressed against her arms and rested at either side of her chest. Ignoring the color rising on her face, she reached up to his torso pulling on his belt buckle. She pulled the belt out of his pants quickly, the visible strain against the material spurring her on.

Lost in the thought of what she was doing, Miwako unbuttoned his dress pants. She looked up into his face stopping for a moment to reach up and stroke his cheek. She loved how his breathing had become labored.

Slowly, she pulled the zipper down, her knuckles grazing against his erection. She tugged the dress pants down to his thighs leaving him in only a pair of red silky boxers.

"Miwa…-ko…" He moaned quietly as she stroked him through the silk. Her heart was ramming against her chest as she took hold of the boxers and pulled them down his skin. Blushing deeply, she pushed the boxers down with his pants. She breathed in and out of her mouth as she gazed up at his amazing figure.

Her eyes never wavered as he wiped his brow of the sweat that had started to pool. She placed her hands on the back of his thighs and pulled towards herself, hoping he would understand what she wanted to do.

"Miwako are you absolutely sure."

"Wataru please…stop asking me that…"

"Like this?" He asked her a few seconds later as he positioned himself over her face.

"Yes." She moaned reaching up and parting her lips. He gasped when her lips kissed the tip of his penis. She licked at him hungrily, swirling her tongue on the tip.

She took more of him in her mouth, her lips clamping around him as she sucked gently. He groaned as she started to guide him in and out of her mouth, his hips slowly starting to follow her movements. His thrusts were slow, not even half of him entering her mouth.

When he was almost at his breaking point he pulled out of her mouth and tugged his boxers and pants the rest of the way off before collapsing beside her. A second later Miwako forced herself into his arms and lay beside him.

"Why did you pull out?" she asked him hoping she hadn't done something wrong. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her lips tenderly.

"Because I want to be inside you when I come." He answered her honestly sounding much calmer than he felt. She uttered an inaudible sound as he pulled her into his chest and kissed her hair absently. When the intense throbbing slowed to a dull ache he sat up and pulled her into his lap, her head tucked under his chin.

One arm came over her chest while his other hand tilted her head to the side for easier access to her cheek and neck. His lips massaged the side of her neck as he held her firmly against him. Pressing his lips into her black hair he lowered his hands and took a breast in each toying with her gently. She moaned quietly, one hand reaching up to his face.

He started to knead her harder until she cried his name out. He lay her down on her back and an idea struck him.

"Stay there." He said excitedly as he jumped off the bed. Miwako could barley see what he was doing in the dark. He returned quickly with a piece of blue material.

His work tie?

He leaned over her grinning dangerously, "Since my hands are going to be busy, I need to improvise." He grabbed her wrists and bound them tightly together with his tie.

She stared at him in shock, her mouth open, "Wa-Wataru!"

"What? I forgot my cuffs at work, that'll have to do for now." He was smiling sexily at her enjoying her reaction to the bondage.

"Now…" he uttered more to himself, "I still haven't seen the rest of you."

Sighing, Miwako submissively left her hands where they were, bound above her head. Takagi had once again moved over her, his hands stroking the sides of her underwear. At the same time his lips closed over one of her large breasts. She arched her back for him, pushing more of herself into his mouth.

Miwako wanted to run her hands through his hair but with the way her hands were tied she couldn't manage it. The more she pulled against her restraints the more excited and ardent his movements became.

Finishing up with the other breast, Wataru turned his undivided attention to her underwear. He had moved down her body so that his head would rest on her lower middle if he had wanted it to. He caressed her legs softly, his hands gliding over her underwear with each pass. Slowly, he slipped a hand under the lacy fabric and moved down until he could feel her wet heat. She cried out as he inserted a single finger, moving it against her in a circular motion.

"Mmm-uhh." She couldn't stop her moaning as he shimmied her thin panties down her legs before throwing them on the floor.

"Wataru, untie me." She said desperately. Now that they were both completely naked she couldn't stand to have no use of her hands while he explored her body unchallenged.

"Nope." He replied simply before pressing his nose into her black curls. Her mind went blank for a moment as white hot pleasure threatened to overtake her.

Wataru watched her as she squirmed at his touch, the way she would throw her head back and moan his name while her eyes closed tightly. A pleasant blush dawned her cheeks and the fact that she was straining to free her hands from his tie completed the image perfectly. Takagi was certain that he could find release just by looking at her.

When he bent over her and kissed her forehead she brought her bound hands up to his eyes.

"Untie me Taru." She whimpered.

"Alright." He laughed undoing the knot. As soon as her hands were free she wrapped her arms around her lover and pulled him down on top of her. He kissed her gently while she let her hands roam all over his back.

Despite the fact that they had absolutely no experience, he felt fairly confident when their eyes met and she moaned into his ear begging him to take her. Her head was cradled in one of his hands while his other hand was placed under her thigh. As he hovered just above her he took a split second to look into her eyes. He would not ask her if she was certain about it, he knew she wanted him just as badly as he wanted her.

Wataru let out a breath as he kissed her. At the same time he lowered himself slightly, slipping only the tip inside her. She clawed at his back and moaned into his mouth. Wataru kissed her passionately as he removed the hand from her thigh. He reached to his back and took one of her hands into his, pressing it into the mattress a second later.

They entwined their fingers as they squeezed the other's hand. He entered her again this time pushing in with more of him. She tensed, a pained cry escaping her lips. He pulled out immediately; mortified that he had hurt her.

"Miwako!" he called desperately searching her face for any sign of discomfort. The remaining hand on his back moved to the back of his head and waded through his hair.

"I-I'm okay, it's going to hurt the first time." She reassured him, "…Just don't stop."

She kissed his lips lovingly and squeezed his hand reassuringly. He kissed her back, lowering himself into her as gently as possible. Wataru paid careful attention to her; if pain was inevitable he would do his best to minimize it.

He pulled the tip out slowly before sinking in again. He gradually pushed in further, very slowly and gently, giving her time to get used to his size. After a short while she stopped tensing when he entered and her body started to relax.

Slowly, she started to respond, moving her hips up to meet him. Wataru kissed her deeply as their pace quickened. She gasped and moaned in ecstasy as their bodies entwined together perfectly. Miwako was losing herself in the man she loved just like she had always wanted to. His deep and loving kisses told her that it was the same for him.

She could barley hear herself as she pleaded to him to go faster, harder, to never stop. Wataru moaned into her mouth, as he approached his own climax he couldn't help but to thrust into her with everything he had. He nuzzled his face against hers, repeatedly running it along her hot skin. The hand she had on his back went from gentle massaging to heated clawing.

She came first, screaming his name as she shattered beneath him. Her release brought him to his end as he shot his warm essence into her, her name lingering on his lips.

They collapsed beside each other exhausted and thoroughly tangled in the sheets. Their hands were still entwined. Wataru reached a hand up to her face and stroked her cheek. Both were still panting, a thin sheen of sweat covering their skin.

After a few moments when their breathing had calmed he propped himself up so he could gaze into her face. He brushed her black bangs from her eyes affectionately. She smiled, opening her eyes and turning to him.

"Are you alright?" He asked her as he traced her ear with the tip of his finger.

"Yes." She answered breathlessly bringing a hand to his and pressing it against her cheek.

"Thank god." He whispered gently.

"I love you." Miwako said as she leaned towards his lips.

Wataru felt his heart skip a beat and he replied, "I love you too."

Their lips met. He was a little surprised when she pulled him on top of her again but he understood what she wanted.

He took her again, this time much slower. The heat between them was amazing; he couldn't understand how he had survived without this for so long. He reveled in her beauty as she came once more taking him with her.

He pulled her against him wrapping her in a protective embrace. Her head was tucked securely under his chin and rested against his arm. Her hands were pressed against his chest just as his pressed into her back and shoulder, holding her tightly. He pulled his bed sheets over them both, making sure she was covered.

Both officers were content and satisfied, feeling more complete than either thought was possible. Miwako snuggled closer to him wanting the warmth and security his body provided. He kissed the top of her head and mumbled something incoherent against her hair. Thoroughly exhausted, they fell into a peaceful sleep, entwined together.

And so we have the first Sato/Takagi lemon (to my knowledge). If you know of another one link me. Anyway, before you flame my ass into oblivion please have mercy and understand that this was really FREAKING HARD TO WRITE! Lol, I struggled a lot with this, but encouragement from Hallow777 and the other reviewers helped.

Also, I apologize for the extremely late update. Massive family problems have kept me from writing this chapter. As a result my BIG PROJECT is behind schedule. For those who are waiting on that I will have it up by the end of this month earliest.

On a side note, put your hands up if you cried or started freaking out at any time during episode 535. Well my hands just flew up. I was practically sobbing during the entire episode. INTENSE!

Now the THANK YOU'S:

Shizuku Satou: Yes Sato/Takagi is a GREAT pairing! Thanks for the review and don't worry your English is fine lol!

Kaori: *High five. Thanks for the review! Hope you liked the update. Oh and greetings back from Canada!

Miaka Kiri: Thanks again! Hope you liked the end.

Hallow777: And YOU! The one who reviewed all of the previous chapters (and hopefully the last one too)! I hope I didn't let you down with the LEMON part. It was so hard to do! Also! I am so so so so sorry about how late this came out! My family is falling apart and so I was delayed. I hope you liked the lemon! I am praying that you do! Thanks for all the encouragement; I wouldn't have written it without you! Hopefully this qualifies as showing the readers some pairing love! Tee hee! You ROCK Hallow!

Also to the people who favorite-ed (lol, favorited isn't a word :3) : 7sodeno shirayuki7, Aerith73, chibi-Nao, Miaka Kiri, and Hallow777

THANK YOU TO ALL

Oh and people we need more Sato/Takagi lemons! Come on! I want to read one I didn't write!

Please Read and Review it makes me happy :3

Miwako/Wataru forever (and ever, and ever, and ever…etc)