Okay, so this is the maturity I was talking about. Proceed at your own risk. This time its getting for real, but I'll make sure not to make it too explicit (because even I don't like reading really explicit things). Again, thank you for reading my story and I hope you enjoy it ^^

ONE MAN AND ONE WOMAN

PART TWO

Natsume kept a protective arm around her waist as he opened the door, gently pushing her into her apartment. He lifted her effortlessly, kicking the door shut behind him, and held fast to her lips as he made his way to her bedroom. He could feel the heat resonating from Mikan's face, and it only drove him deeper into his desire for her. Placing her gently on the bed, Natsume removed her heels. He too removed his shoes before crawling further on top of her on her bed. "Did you take the pill this morning," he asked between desperate kisses as he began to remove his suit.

"Yes," Mikan breathed back, helping him out of his suit until all he could see was his chiseled chest. Natsume jolted when Mikan placed her palms on him and, in response, he trailed kissed from her mouth and down her neck. She breathed heavily as Natsume lifted her with one hand to unbutton the back of her dress with his other hand, and he slowly took to bringing her dress down her body as he continued his onslaught of kisses. He trailed kisses down between her breasts, and Mikan naturally recoiled when he took to taking her bra off. She blushed deeply as he took a moment to admire the humble hills that were her breasts, and then he tossed the bra away to continue removing her dress. He stopped when he got to her navel, retreating so he could toss the dress aside as well.

By this time Natsume was breathing as heavily as Mikan was and, just before removing the last article of clothing on Mikan's body, he took to removing the remainder that covered his own body. Mikan released a breath once Natsume was completely naked, and their eyes connected as he slowly began to roll her panties down her legs. "Natsume," spoke softly with as much longing in her voice as he was sure was in his.

"Mikan," he confirmed as he lowered his lips down to her core. Mikan held onto his hair in protest, tugging slightly, but he pried her fingers away and held them securely at her sides. She squirmed under him only to end in a jolt when his softs lips met her heated core.

"Ah," Mikan moaned as Natsume increasingly began to massage his tongue into her. Her body reacted on its own with sensitive spot Natsume touched, and he continued to do so until she was near her climax. His sudden halt caused Mikan to involuntarily whimper, causing Natsume to finally settle himself between her legs. On instinct, Natsume wrapped his arms securely around Mikan while she put her arms around his neck and pulled him as close as she could. Natsume kissed her again and ever so slowly oscillated into her. He groaned as her walls hugged him tightly, and he kissed her repeatedly as he continued to plunge into her.

Natsume dropped his head on the bed beside her, breathing in her citrus scent, and he shivered when Mikan said his name so close to his ear, "Ah, N-Natsume!" He was surprised to feel her walls quiver violently around his shaft, so much that he almost released himself inside of her, but he was easily able to recapture his composure. He paused, allowing Mikan to catch her breath, until an idea formed in his head. Just this isn't enough, he spoke to himself, I need to feel her more. He kissed Mikan once more before he retreated to turn her over onto her stomach. He grabbed hold of her hips and pulled her back, back enough to meet him once more. Natsume watched Mikan grip the sheets in pleasure as she continued to moan.

He continued to thrust deeper and deeper into her, his hand sliding up her body to grip her right breast. Natsume had his eyes closed tightly as her walls massaged him, but he felt her hand grip tightly onto his as he rode her into their respective climaxes. This time, when Mikan came, Natsume couldn't keep himself together. His own climax hit him deep in the stomach, knocking the air out of his lungs as he lowered himself onto Mikan. Twitching inside of her, his eyes fluttered shut until his seed was completely released. Nothing but their intermingling breaths could be heard.

Moments later, Mikan was wearing an old t-shirt of Natsume's that she kept after one of the many nights he stayed over. Natsume found an old pair of sweats and wore them as the two enjoyed each other's proximity. Their foreheads were touching softly as Mikan's head rest on Natsume's bicep. "I love you," she whispered spontaneously, leaning forward to kiss him softly.

He smiled gently and responded, "I love you too, Polka."

Mikan's eyebrows twitched at the sound of her old nickname, causing Natsume to chuckle and rest further into her embrace. It was there that he suddenly thought of something and decided that he was going to boldly suggest it. "Mikan."

"Hm?" He felt her hand begin to stroke his head softly and he snuggled closer to her in an effort to tell her he loved the sensation. She must have received the message as she continued, even when he didn't respond right away.

"I-," he hesitated. Mikan attempted to pull back to look at him, but he held onto her, preventing her from doing so.

"What's wrong," she asked, concerned.

Sighing, Natsume scooted back far enough so he could look into her eyes. He pushed a few stray hairs back behind her ear, taking in how beautiful she looked with flushed cheeks. "I want to marry you," he told her. Mikan's eyes widened in shock just before he continued, "I don't have a ring yet, but I promise I'll take you to get one soon, if not tomorrow. It's just… that made me realize that no one else can make me feel so loved and… happy. I need you to be with me forever, and I can't wait any longer."

Natsume only half expected Mikan to cry at his bold confession, so it didn't surprise him as much when she didn't. Instead, she smiled brightly, so happy. "Oh, Natsume, of course I'll marry you, silly! And don't be in a rush to get a ring, those things are only for show anyway and as long as we-" she was cut short by a rough kiss quickly followed by a crushing embrace. "Ah, I… can't breathe… Natsume." Slowly he loosened his grip on her, but he didn't let go, and a happiness bloomed in his chest when he felt her arms wrap around him.

See, to the world, they were just one man and one woman. But, to Natsume, that was the one woman he could not even fathom the idea of living without and it brought him great happiness to know that the feeling was reciprocated. That he was the one man she couldn't imagine living without.