Hey guys small message here, this chapter contains unconsented sexual content so if you're not comfortable with that kind of thing skip past the X's until you see the dialogue 'Ritsu. Ritsu. Ritsu'

Caring isn't supposed to be your specialty, so stop it...please.

"Where're we going?" I mumble, noticing Takano taking a different route than to our apartments.

"I'm taking you to a hospital of course." Takano stated as if it was more obvious than the sky being blue.

"No." I struggle to sit up, using the seatbelt as leverage, "please, no. I'm too tired Takano-san, I swear I'll let you take me if I'm still sick after sleeping. I just want to get home and fall into bed...please." I collapse back onto the seat, all of my energy gone completely.

Looking at me from the corner of his brown eye he sighs and slows down the car to make a U-turn. "Alright, Ritsu. But please tell me if you're not feeling well, I'm too young to die from a heart-attack." He takes one hand from the steering wheel and rests it on my knee, squeezing it. I flinch at first but I eventually realise that his cold hand pressing firmly into my leg feels too good to knock away. So I relax back into the soft seat and put my focus into feeling every inch of Takano's hand slowly moving over my knee. Feeling how his thumb is distinctly more rough than his other fingers and how the nail of his ring finger grazes my skin more often than the others.

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The sound of chuckling wakes me up, cold hands that were exploring my abdomen stop when my eyes open. I feel his breath next to my ear, coming out in small puffs as he laughs again. Goosebumps rise up on my skin when I feel how cold he is. His bare chest pressing firmly against my back feels like a huge icepack.

I turn my head slightly to see Takano smirking at me. And not his sexy, 'I-know-how-hot-I-am' smirk, this is devoid of emotion, it's the exact look that I've feared for the last week. The look that says he was just playing with me, that I'm nothing to him.

He flips me over roughly and pins me beneath him, not a single gesture of his caring. I struggle with my eyes closed, knowing that my heart will shatter if I see the smirk on his unblemished face again.

"Takano! Stop please!" His cold, calloused hand travels down my navel towards the waistband of my pants. He pops the button with one fluid movement and pushes the clothing down, gripping my flaccid cock hard and pumping it even harder.

He leans down to my ear and growls, "don't you love me Ritsu? If you do then you should do whatever it takes to fulfill my needs, see." He smashes his lips onto mine and I whimper, trying to cower into myself. He bites my lip and draws blood

"P-please...no" I rasp, hot tears roll down the side of my cheeks and I try again to escape.

He presses against me, covering my body with his. His hand moves from fruitlessly attempting to make my cock erect to pushing two fingers into me with no lube.

I cry out again and try to claw my way from underneath him.

"Ritsu." His voice cold, uncaring.

"Ritsu." He says my name slower, whispering.

"Ritsu!" My body jerks awake, and I instantly pull my knees up to my chest and lie on my side, facing Takano.

Takano whose face is full of worry.

Takano whose hands are gently stroking my face and arms with care.

Takano whose eyes are glistening with unshed tears.

I feel my eyes burn and tears follow the sensation. "I-I'm sorry" I whisper, my voice cracking.

"Don't apologize for anything, Ritsu. Are you okay?" Takano moves closer to me, wrapping me in his arms and warmth.

"I'm sorry." I whimper again, uncurling myself and burying my head into Takano's chest. He whispers sweet nothings into my ear and just holds me.

After a few minutes, I pull back and go to wipe my tears away, but Takano's already ahead of me, his gentle hands brushing away the evidence of my small breakdown. He plants a chaste but loving kiss on my head and looks at me. "Are you okay, Ritsu?"

I nod my head yes, and it's the truth. I don't know why. I should still be crying, whimpering, and I think I would be if Takano hadn't been here. He looks at me in the eyes and smiles.

He doesn't ask what I dreamt about, even though I'm quite sure I would've sleep talked. He doesn't question anything. He holds me and plants the occasional kiss around my face. I almost break down again at how lovingly he's treating me.

I turn my head to look at the time.

3:22...am

"I'm sorry...I woke you up really early." I cast my eyes down, no one would be happy at being woken up at this time holding a crying grown man.

He grabs my chin and lifts my head up. Placing a light feather kiss on my lips, he smiles at me. "I don't mind, Ritsu. I'd wake up at any hour of the morning just to see you, being able to comfort the one I love is important to me."

"Takano, I-" I was about to reply but a ringing sound interrupted me. Groaning, I untangle myself from the cocoon I found myself wrapped in.

Getting to my mobile just in time I sigh, not looking forward to a call from anyone at 3 in the morning.

"Onodera Ritsu speaking."

"Ritsu? Oh good I was hoping you'd pick up." Oh no.

"Mother! Why on earth are you calling at this hour?" I sit on the side of the bed and Takano pulls me into his lap.

"I just wanted to know if everything is going okay with Eichii."

"Eichii is fine, he's a very pleasant guest. Could this not have waited until morning?" I ask, flabbergasted that she would call at this time.

"That's good. Can you put him on for me? Nothing serious just want to check on how he is."

Oh no don't worry, I'm fine, no need to ask, "It's too late. I'll get him to call you when he wakes up."

"Rit-" Her voice cuts off and I look at my phone...of course it's flat. I can't decide whether that's a blessing or a curse.

Takano holds me tighter and I fall back into him. His hands roam around my clothed chest. He brushes against my nipple and I moan, bucking into his hand for more. He chuckles in my ear and I shiver, this is nothing like it was in my dream. The him in my dream didn't make me shiver from pleasure, he made me cower in fear.

He pulls at the hem of my shirt and I lift my arms. He takes it off of me and resumes his exploration. He nibbles at the back of my neck, lightly blowing on the abused skin. His hands move lower at an agonisingly slow speed, I try to lift my hips up, demanding to be touched, but he holds me down with his legs.

"I love you." He breathes, moving my head sideways to catch my lips. I moan and manoeuvre myself around. I pull myself closer to him by wrapping my arms around his shoulders and smash my lips onto his. Every idea he had about taking his time was thrown out the window. He gripped my ass and pulled me closer, out lips moving at an alarming rate. Teeth clashing and tongues getting tied.

He breathes my name when he pushes my pants down and takes them off. I tug at his shirt and moan.

"You're wearing too much." He smirks and kisses me quickly.

"Easily fixed." He lifts me off of him and I immediately search for his warmth again.

He takes off his clothes and I have a few moments to admire him. I glide my fingers up his chiselled arms and down to his visible six-pack. I move myself lower and lower, until my head is level with his long, thick cock. I tentatively lick at the clear liquid pebbled at the top. Both him and me moan at the same time. His taste explodes on my tongue and I go further, pushing my own boundaries.

I lick at the cut head, pushing my tongue into the slit, searching for more of him. I take his head fully into my mouth and slowly go lower. I pull back, gagging when it hits the back of my throat. I feel Takano's hands in my hair so I look up at him and he smiles.

"Go slow, there's no rush." I nod at him and take his cock back into my mouth. Using my hands to grip the rest of him. I suck in my cheeks and Takano grunts, holder my hair tighter.

"Ritsu...gonna." I shiver at the thought of tasting him and double my efforts. Not long after, he's shooting down my throat. I greedily swallow it all, moaning. Takano taps my head and pulls me up, making me straddle him once again. "Fuck, Ritsu. You're perfect."

He presses his lips to mine, slower this time though. Pushing his tongue in, he sweeps around trying to taste himself in me. He pulls back and a sly grin spreads on his face.

"Your turn."

Maybe, just maybe. I can be granted another shot at happiness?