A few days had passed since then. He had been purposely avoiding her—going to bed early, eating all of his meals in his room—but he couldn't live like this forever; one day, they would meet, and he would have to confess everything.
She was standing on the school roof, the wind wisping lightly through her auburn hair, tear tracks on her cheeks, and although her eyes were puffy and red, she had to of been the most beautiful girl in the world at that moment. He must have been staring at her for a while, long enough for her to meet his gaze, and bark out a very harsh: "What are you doing here? Looking for Yuko-chan?"
He coughed awkwardly into his hand, and shook his head. There was so much he wanted to tell her, but the words had died prematurely in his throat. Minato walked over, and stood next to her. He expected her to leave right then and there, but she merely took a few steps to the side, like his very presence would suffocate her.
"... It's beautiful out," Minako pointed out after a few awkward minutes had passed, and he nodded in a daze. He was staring at her still. "Look I..." She began, lips beginning to tremble. "You have every right to love whoever you want, I just... Just..." Oh god, she was crying again, her shoulders were shaking, and her crimson eyes were sparkling with fresh tears. He hated it when girls cried, especially her. He handed her a handkerchief from his pocket, and she silently thanked him, and blew her nose. "I... Love you, Minato-kun."
And he felt the ice in his heart had just melted away, and without a thought running through his mind, he pulled her by the waist into him, and pressed his lips to hers.
He didn't rush this one, just like all the past ones. This kiss was special. It marked the start of something new, of him and her finally together.
Now, the craving and need for each other had changed levels…
Minato pulled back gently and they rested their foreheads on each other. He looked down at her perfect face and shortly after heard her sigh. He smiled at her and raised his hand to the side of her face. "What are you thinking about?" Her eyes met his but he noticed something different in them. She quickly looked away though, and he noticed her face was turning pink. "What?"
"Minato," Her eyes returned to his, blue meeting red. "Do what you did to her to me." Her request caught him off guard and he couldn't help but let out a small chuckle at how serious she was.
"As you wish, leader…" His lips met hers quickly and this kiss was the complete opposite of the first; their mouths were open to each other and he took over, his hands moved down to her hips and hers to his chest. They were hungry for it, and they were going for it…
He pulled back quickly and their eyes stared at each other. "I love you." Minato whispered. A huge smile grew on her lips.
"Me too." He leaned down to her shoulder, and started marking her. Unlike with any other girl he had done that to before, he actually cared about her pleasure.
"I want you…" he murmured against her jaw. By now, she was against the railing with him leaning over her.
"Me… too." Minako opened her eyes that had automatically shut the second she had felt his warm breath on her neck. She brought her hands to his chest and without thinking began unbuttoning his shirt, revealing his lightly marked abs and small scars. He sighed a soft laugh and spoke in her ear.
"What are you doing?"
"I need you."
"What?" He pulled himself back and looked straight at her.
"Like I said, I need you, now. Right now. Please." Second after second passed and they didn't move an inch. Finally, she brought her hand up to her own shirt, unbuttoning the first top ones. Minato on the other hand felt himself getting hotter… halfway down, his own hand covered hers, stopping her.
"Not here." He managed to say. Her smile returned.
"Please…?" She whispered. His eyes flashed from her fully exposed bra to her eyes. It didn't take any more convincing for him to fall to her feet.
"You have no idea how long I've wanted this for…" They grinned at each other once more. The next thing she knew, his head was on her chest, licking and marking the top. His hands pulled her shirt out of her skirt so he could feel for himself, finally, the softness of her hidden skin.
Minako's breaths got heavier by the second, his touch was driving her crazy, and she was addicted to it now… She needed more, and she wouldn't stop until they were both—
"Minato." Her nails scratched the back of his shoulders; her arms had, at some point, wrapped themselves around his neck. His hands ran up Minako's abdomen and then down, far down…
She leaned her head on the top of his, gasping into it as his warm hands seemed to be lightly shocking every part of her he'd touched...
His hands slid in through the top of her panties, slowly, painfully slow for her, making his way lower to the most hot-wired part of her body. Luckily for Minako though, he didn't like to tease, well, too much; his fingers gently separated her outer protection but before anything else, he pulled his head back and just stared at her… Her hands were gripping tightly as the thin poles behind her and her mouth was slightly open, taking in shallow breaths. To him, she looked absolutely perfect… nothing could beat this moment.
"You're mine…" He whispered.
"I am." She returned.
Minato slid a single finger into her, and he just watched as her back curved slightly away from her railing and a moan escape her open mouth, eyes tightly shut. Once they opened shortly after, they seemed crazed and—
"More…" She purred.
He pulled his hand back and quickly pushed it back in deep, getting the same reaction, but instead of repeating, he slowly wiggled his finger inside her, getting exactly what he wanted; groaning loudly, Minako replaced her right hand onto his shoulder, clawing her nails into the skin painfully, but he could care less, as long as she was enjoying it, which she definitely was.
"Mi-mina… harder—" He did so and her head quickly raised up as her whole body tensed. He smiled as he felt his hand get increasingly wet.
She was tired, completely exhausted, feeling like her legs would give any second now… She looked at him through half closed eyes, noticing he was staring at her chest as it rose and fell quickly with each shallow breath. Minako moved her hand to his jaw, getting his attention and they both let out a small chuckle. He pulled his hand back and put them both on her hips.
"How was that?"
"You sure know to make a girl glad… Have you done that before?" He shook his head. "Liar."
"Baby, that's what the internet is for." She laughed, closed her eyes, and leaned her head on his shoulder, slowly regaining her composure.
"Thank you."
"Anytime." Minako opened her eyes slightly…
"Hey." He 'mmm'ed back. "You look so… excited. Your turn?" She smiled seductively and bit her bottom lip. Minato just smiled back.
Minako got down onto her knees, and nervously fumbled with his belt buckle. A wave of anxiety washed over her, but she quickly pushed such anxieties behind. She was doing this for him, and she wanted to make him happy. She released his erection from it's constriction, and blushed, averting her gaze.
Minato smirked, his husky laughter lingering in the air for a moment. "Like what you see?"
"Sh-shut up..." His fingers found their way through her wavy auburn locks, and guided her closer to his pulsating member. With a small sigh, Minako pressed her lips to the tip, the taste of him flooding into her mouth.
He groaned, and tugged on her hair, bringing her even closer. Her mouth was so warm, and wet... Minato threw his head back, and another quiet moan escaped his mouth. "W-wow... You're really good at this." A heated blush spread across Minako's cheeks, and she was about to pull back, when his hand pushed her back down, gently. "W-wait! Keep going, please~"
She obeyed, swirling her tongue around the head, enjoying the noises that were being emitted from the blunette above her. He was always so calm, and quiet, and now here he was... Clawing, and arching his back against the railing, blue fringe sticking to his forehead, eyes glazed over... She felt proud of herself, to know that she was the one giving him all this pleasure. Hearing his moans filling the space encouraged Minako to take it further. She brought more into her mouth, gagging at first, but gradually, she got used to the length.
"Mmm... Leader~" Minato's breaths were coming out in ragged, short pants, and saliva was leaking from the corner of his mouth. He was close, she could tell, and he must have to, because he began to thrust slowly into her hot, moist cavern, rocking his hips in time with her shivers and flicks of her tongue.
"Minato, what are you—Mmf!"
"Don't stop!" He commanded, setting a hand on the top of her head, forcing her to take in even more of him. She could feel the tip of his member poke the back of her throat, and then with a sudden push back he withdrew, his hot liquid coating her face, and running down the crevices of her breasts. With a shudder, she swallowed what she could, and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.
"Was it good?" Minako wondered aloud, and Minato got down to her level, and hugged her close, ignoring the sticky fluid coating her body.
"It was amazing~" He pulled back, and they exchanged smiles again.