Growing Up
by yuzu-chan

Author's Note: Okay, so this is my first TUA fic...and I dunno why, but it turned into a lemon. I'm a huge Otaru fan, and I don't know how the story will end up...but come on. After all of the tension built up in the story, Otaru has to let it out sometime, right? This is just one scenario I decided to do...there are plenty of other ones out there, I'm sure. Am I the only one who's written a TUA lemon yet? I'd certainly like to see more. Especially if they involve Otaru. Super-yummy. =d Like I told Mippa once, Otaru-chan's got PHF oozin' outta his pores. (PHF=pure horn factor)

Anyway, I guess I would appreciate some feedback. This isn't my first lemon, but I haven't written many. And if there's anyone out there that is even working on a TUA lemon, I'd love to read it! Just e-mail it my way, okay?

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters of The Unicorn Academy. The series is created and owned by Melissa Johnson.

This is a lemon. In other words, there is some pretty explicit sexual material, and it will most likely offend those under the age of 17. So if you're below seventeen, or if you're easily offended...turn back now. I warned ya. Otherwise, enjoy!

College visits are always fun. Kakeru was living his dream of attending a music school on a full scholarship. Far away from home. All the way in Kyoto.

I didn't figure out where to attend college until the second semester. Where does a talent-less girl like me attend? What degree does she pursue?

Kakeru wanted me to attend college with him, but we both knew I couldn't afford it.

So I decided to check out Mitsukai University, the college Otaru was attending.

He was a sophomore now, majoring in Communication.

We greeted each other at the gate. It felt so weird...I couldn't remember how often he'd seen me as a girl...dressed like one, anyway. All of my memories with him were of my Fujishige Kei days.

It felt weird...how he looked at me, that day. He still had a baby face, but his eyes had aged. The innocence was still there, but the naviette was gone.

His eyes took me in slowly, his lips smooth and relaxed. He smiled, and we just looked at each other.

After a moment, he held out his arms, and we hugged.

"Ready for your personal tour, Sempai?"

I laughed, and nodded. "I'm yours for the day."

We went around the campus. Saw classrooms, mess halls, nice study spots, the auditorium...

We reached a dorm building, and Otaru got out a key.

"The college is so small, upperclassmen get single rooms..." he opened the door to a room, and let me in.

I wasn't surprised to find the room to be as bland as the one he had in high school.

I walked over to the desk, and saw a stack of books. "Still in drama?"

"Sure. Keeps me busy." Otaru shut the door, and walked up next to me.

"Funny." I smiled. "You haven't changed. I'm glad."

Otaru put a hand on my shoulder. "You have, in your own right."

I looked up to Otaru, and rested my hand on his. "Kakeru says the same thing."

"Let's not talk about it, though." Otaru squeezed my shoulder.

I lowered my eyes, and felt my hair stand on end as his fingers brushed the skin on my shoulder. I pulled away a bit, blushing.

Otaru turned to his desk, his cheeks a little pink themselves. He picked up one of his books, it was titled "Kuchibiru"--a modern, satiristic work about the unspoken behavior between a man and a woman.

Otaru quickly dropped it, blushing redder still.

I felt the tension in the air, and smiled to break it. "Don't you ever get bored in here by yourself? Having no roommate must be a drag!"

"I'm used to it. Besides, I'm not here often." Otaru walked by me, and I got a wiff of his spicy cologne. "I'm usually out doing something."

I felt a twinge of jealousy. "With other people?"

"Sure."

I looked over to his bed, and swallowed. "Guys or girls?"

"Guys, as always." Otaru laughed. "Don't worry, Sempai. You're still the only girl I spend time with."

I looked up, my eyes wide. "I didn't mean that!"

Otaru walked up to me, again his cologne wafting into my nostrils. "What did you mean, then?"

I heard my pulse throb in my ears. "Mean by what?"

"You sounded upset."

"I'm not upset." I folded my arms. "I don't want you to be lonely..."

Otaru took my forearms, and pulled them down to my side. I blushed redder still, as his green eyes pierced into mine...He stepped towards me, his loose shirt barely brushing against my fitted tank. His eyes traced down my neck, and further still--when Kakeru did that sort of thing, I slapped him silly and called him a pervert (usually). But Otaru...it didn't seem like him, I didn't know how to react. I took in a deep breath, my breast raising closer to his chest. He looked at me with those round, innocent eyes...they almost looked pleading. They were so adorable, I was compelled to smile back.

He lowered his eyes down to my breasts, again, and slipped his hand underneath my tank, in the back. I felt my breath leave me as he snapped by bra loose.

It was strapless, so it fell to the floor with ease. My breath quickened at the sensation of my cotton tank against my bare nipples. Otaru's deft hands ran down the small of my back again, and he looked into my eyes again.

"Otaru?" I couldn't bring my voice to an audible volume, but he didn't seem to mind.

He bent down, and swept me up in a sudden kiss--I dunno--it was as though he was jumping off a cliff, all or nothing, now or never.

I threw my arms around his neck to keep me from falling, my knees went out, nearly.

He pulled me close, and we fell back against the wall.

He pulled away form me, and took in a breath. I released him, and dropped my arms to my side, suddenly feeling feverish and dizzy. I felt the pressure of his body leaning against mine, and I brushed my hips against his gently.

His hands on my back spread out as he gasped. "Sempai--" He moaned, and ran his fingers up my back.

I let out a quiet moan, and put one of my hands against his chest. He leaned forward, and pressed his lips against the gape of my neck.

I arched my body against his, and began to unbutton his shirt. We rubbed against each other fervently, breathing heavily and rapidly as I peeled it off of him.

Bare-chested, he took his hand from my back to the front, and ran his thumbs quickly over my nipples. I gasped, and held onto his shoulders as I looked at him in shock.

He simply smiled back, and then put both of his hands around my breasts, massaging them slowly in circles.

My thighs began to feel tight, and I leaned back and let out another sigh. His sure hands felt so warm against my beating heart.

He gazed into my eyes again with a look that could only be described as smoldering. He squeezed my breasts gently, and smiled again. I felt my face burn with a blush, and he whispered to me--

"You kept these well-hidden, Sempai." He finished the sentence, and then slowly played his tongue across my lips.

I barely opened my mouth, and I closed my eyes as Otaru dove further forward, and we fully kissed.

His hands ran up the front of my chest, and peeled off my tank. My moan was muffled by our entwined tongues. My hands were freely roaming his back, at a loss for what to do. He continued to massage my breasts tenderly, and we leaned against each other. I took a step further towards him, and this time, a bit more aggressively, dug my hips against his. I lifted a leg, and wrapped it around one of his.

Otaru gasped, his bashfulness still keeping him in check. He looked at me with question in his eyes.

I looked up to him, and brought my lips to his ear. Instead of whispering consent, I ran my tongue over his tender ear lobe, and down his neck.

He let out a moan, and I could begin to feel his erection through his pants. I pressed my hips against his, and his hands spread out over my breasts. He ran them onto my back, and we backed up onto his bed.

He lay back first, and I crawled over him. I leaned forward, and slipped my tongue back into his mouth. He put his hand on my waist, and began to unzip my skirt. I trailed my lips down his neck, and kissed his shoulders lightly.

I froze when I felt his hand slide down my panties, and between my legs. I moaned at this sudden sensation zinging up my insides, and my muscles suddenly tensed.

"Relax..." Otaru whispered, pulling of my underwear.

I did my best to obey, but I was still tense. I sighed, and let out a slow moan as Otaru's fingers slid between my legs.

I nearly got lost in the feeling, which allowed Otaru to slide in a finger.

I tilted my head back, and rubbed him in the chest.

He sat up, and pulled out his finger. Bringing it to his lips, he ran his tongue erotically over his finger, and gave me a solid stare.

I stood on my knees, my face no longer red with embarassment. I felt dizzy, almost drunken with odd new sensations. Otaru got on his hands and knees, and crawled over to me. He took my head, and cradled me in his arms as he laid me down on his bed.

Once again inserting a finger in myself, he moaned, and ran his tongue around me. I gasped, and bucked with a sudden surge. He crawled up my body, and slid his tongue up my stomach, and stopped at my breasts. He circled his tongue over one of my nipples, and held the breast with both hands. He began to suck on it, and lightly nibbled it.

My hands too began to move. I reached down and groped between his legs. He released his suction on my breast to let out a shocked gasp.

Pleased with his reaction, I stroked him again. This time, he tilted his head back, and let out a long moan.

I took the opportunity to undo his pants, and side my hand in. I sat up, and fondled his testacles lightly.

Otaru moaned every other breath, and put his arms around me, digging his erection as far close to me as he could. It dug into my stomach, so I pulled off his pants, and pulled down his underwear to see his progression.

His manhood was indeed swelling. I bent down, and lighty traced a finger up his length, to which he let out a weak "oh!', and began to swell more. I ran my tongue over the head of his erection, and then straightened up again, teasing Otaru by pressing my bare breasts against his chest.

Otaru's hip pulsed against mine, and I wrapped one of my legs around his waist. Although his erection had progressed well, he still had a ways to go before reaching a full-fledged orgasm.

We began to rub our bodies together in a pulse-like manner. He held me so close, and I rubbed my wet body against his.

Otaru began to whimper, his face twisted with sensation and extacy. I held him against my breasts, which he fondled and suckled for a while. His moans rang in my ears as I wrapped my fingers around his manhood, and then rubbed it between the moist lining between my legs. I looked at him with my piercing hazel eyes, and his pupils were fixed on mine. I smiled to him, and teased him by letting the head rub against the opening of my clit, yet never really entering.

"Sempai--what--" he gasped, his penis swelling larger as he spoke. Before I could answer, he tilted his head back, and let out a moan. He pressed his erection against my thigh. It was hot and swelling.

"You gotta ask for it Otaru." I murmered. "And you gotta take a bit of control."

Otaru moaned again, and with almost an animalistic reflex, he turned me on my back, and hovered over me.

I grinned. A take-charge Otaru. Sounded yummy. I guess the right incentive could make any man a leader.

Otaru's eyes traced down my body. I watched his captivated face, but then I lowered my eyes to his swollen package.

By now, he was fully erect.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"I...I don't know where to start..." Otaru bashfully admitted. "I've wanted to--I've wanted you for so long. I don't want this to end prematurely."

I smiled, and took his shoulders. "Start the regular way. Then we'll do a few tricks."

Otaru nodded, and with a knee, spread my legs apart. I threw my arms back, and he put his arms around my back. Wrapping my arms around him, I heard his breath in my ear.

"You feel so good, Sempai..." his voice was shaky as his orgasm began to rise.

"You're not even inside me yet." I replied, and reached down to guide him inside me.

Otaru shook his head, and closed his eyes. He began to slowly enter me, and my brain exploded like fireworks. We breathed so heavily, we could barely speak.

"Am I hurting you?" Otaru asked.

"Don't worry about it. Just keep going." I insisted.

Otaru's eyes closed, and I felt him push further in. The pain I felt was quick and sharp, but I choked it back.

"Y-you're hesitating t-too much..." I stammered, and put my arms around him. I opened my mouth, as I pulled him closer, and his arms wrapped around me.

Suddenly I felt it--a sharp singe of pain rippling through my body. I let out a cry that Otaru muffled by pressing his mouth against mine.

I tasted his tongue racing against mine, and my legs circled around his waist frantically as he pulsed inside me.

Our lips released, and I started letting out cries as he slid back and forth in me.

I heard his moans as he pulsed his hips against mine. I felt helpless beneath his strength. Tears spilled over onto my cheeks as this whole new sense of vulnerability swept fear through me.

Otaru soon left me, and we layed there gasping for breath.

"...that was great..." he panted, resting his face between my breasts. "Oh, Sempai...it's better than I read, it's so amazing...I've anticipated this--"

"We've got more, don't we?" I asked, cutting him off.

Otaru looked up to me with those round eyes of his. My legs were yearning for more. Part of me just wanted to lay him flat on his back and ride him myself. Let me have a bit of control. I smiled down to him, and reached down to see if he was still erect.

"I said we'd start out the regular way." I ran my fingers slowly between his legs. "You're going to show me what you've waiting so long for, right?"

Otaru paused. "Are you sure?"

"Sure, I'm sure." I grinned, and got on my hands and knees. "Surely you know this one."

Otaru smiled. "Surely."

I closed my eyes as I felt Otaru's hands rest against my hips. I felt his tongue lap between me. I felt tighter, and let out a high cry. He straightened up, and slid his hands up my stomach, and then let out an "mmh..." as he slid back into me.

Instead of a yelp this time, I let out a long moan of pleasure. It was dizzying, how full I felt. I tilted my head back, and spread my legs further.

Otaru slid in further, and let out a breathless, "Oh, God, yes!" as I felt his manhood swell.

He was fully in now, and he "mmh"-ed one more time before we paused. He broke the silence with a "You ready?"

"Uh-huh!" I nodded.

With pulses stronger than before, Otaru pushed himself in and out, up and down, inside of me, in a feverish pumping motion.

I let out screams and yelps that I had never heard myself make before. I rose my backside higher into the air to reach his urgency, but buried my face into the mattress to muffle the noise I was making. I clutched onto the sheets with all that I had in me.

We pumped our bodies together in fluid syncronization. He held onto me with hands so strong, yet he was gasping for air.

I tilted my head back, and moaned loudly. Otaru had such energy behind him, yet I felt that he wasn't fully in the peak of an orgasm yet. I felt his thighs against my buttocks as he drove further into me. My nails clawed into his mattress, and then I felt him leave me suddenly.

My insides felt void. I released my grip on the mattress, and was about to turn around to see what was wrong, when I felt Otaru wrap his arms around me, and rub his entire body against my back.

"D'you want more?" Otaru gently asked.

"Oh..." I gasped. "Oh, yes..." I closed my eyes, being so turned on by the way he spoke.

Otaru rubbed his face between my shoulder blades, and his hands crept onto my breasts. Our panting seemed to fill my mind. My thighs were pulsing, waiting for him to enter me again. I closed my eyes, and let out a long moan again as Otaru teased me with his length caressing my thighs. "Oh, do it, Otaru! Do it!"

Otaru sighed, and nuzzled my neck. He ran his tongue up my neck and mumbled into my ear. "You sure?"

At that, my reflex kicked in, and I turned around. Otaru's eyes widened in shock, and I took a hold of his shoulders. Pinning him to the bed, I leaned forward. "When I tell you to do it, I mean it." My hair fell onto his bare chest. I crawled over him, and put one hand and knee on each side of him. I smiled, and fully kissed him on the lips. I heard him moan, and I reached down to fondle his erection again. To encourage it along...

Otaru squirmed a bit after the kiss. His erection was digging against me, but I wasn't ready just yet. Not letting my eyes break away from his, I lowered myself, and circled my lips over his head. I lightly flicked my tongue around it, which caused him to stiffen.

Crawling back up, I sat on his waist, and let my wet clit leak onto his stomach. Rubbing back and forth, I felt my walls expand, and then, I let him enter me again. This time, I was in control. I held onto his waist, and jolted back and forth on him, feeling him rub against me--inside me. I felt the prespiration between us make us slide easily. Otaru had a wicked smile on his face as he watched my face twist in extacy. I let out quiet, high-pitched gasps non-stop, my face turning red.

He arched his back and took my hips. Lifting me up slowly, the moisture between my legs dripped down his penis, and leaked onto the bed.

"We're making a mess..." I mumbled.

"We'll clean it up later." Otaru replied quietly, and pulled me down onto him.

"OH! Otaruuuu!" I screamed, resting my hands on his chest as we bounced heavily on the bed.

"Keiko..." Otaru gasped.

"Uh! Uh! Uh!" I moaned, my brain just going numb.

Otaru moaned again, "Keiko, listen to me--"

"Oh! Otaru! More!" I bellowed, "Harder!"

We turned over again, still in each other.

Otaru's breathing was getting heavy, and he looked down at me. "Keiko, cum to me--"

"I--I don't know--"

Otaru took my ankles, and put them on his neck to give us a better angle. It felt so much tighter, I could feel him swelling inside me.

"Oh, Otaru--" I gasped, and he began to massage my butt.

He slowly slid back and forth in me. "Cum to me..."

"Otaru, we're not too loud?" I asked.

He used a finger to lightly tickle my clit, and my legs began to sting.

"Otaru, don't, I--" my walls were loosening, and he dug in further.

"Oh! Uh--go on..."

"Oh, Otar--I'm--I've gotta cum!"

"Cum, Keiko!" Otaru wildly gasped.

I felt his pumping legs start again, and we jolted against each other.

"Uh! Unh! Unnnnh!!!!" I whined, my walls getting tight around him.

Otaru's gasping got deep and short. His legs were quivering, and pumping as he felt his seed gather at his head, his balls throbbing, his penis swelling and tingling..."I've gotta CUM!!!" he screamed.

"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNNNNHHHHH!!!!" I wildly howled.

I screamed ecstatically when I felt his seed explode into me. Otaru let out the most erotic soudning moan I had ever heard in my life.

"Oh, that was so sexy, Otaru--"

"Mmh..quiet, there's more still." he was still inside me, and his chest was still rapidly rising.

We were now slowly and smoothly swaying our bodies together, and we both looked at the clock.

"How long have we been in here?" he asked.

"About an hour."

"Do you mind..?"

"Mind what?"

Otaru paused, and slowly slid his manhood halfway out, and slowly slid it back in.

"Mmm..." I hummed, "You mean that? That's my favorite part."

Otaru went on his back, and let me do a few things now. I crawled off of him, and hovered over him.

My juices were oozing, now. I felt it dripping down my legs.

Otaru closed his eyes, panting. His legs were spread apart, his cock forcing him to make room for its swelling. The moisture from between my legs was running down my thighs, and was leaking onto the sheets. It dripped onto Otaru's legs. "Oh! Sorry!"

He lifted one of his legs, and let it dig into my clit. I put my hands on Otaru's hips, and rubbed it up and down his leg. My breasts dangled over his face, and he used both hands to begin to rub them.

"Sempai--oh--you're making me so hard..."

"Should I be apologizing?" I smiled, and he sat up.

"You don't have to..." Otaru got on his knees, his cock swelling and turning red.

I sat back.

"As long as..."

"As long as?" I repeated, curious as to what he was going to say. By the look in his eyes--it looked like Otaru would do just about anything now for pleasure.

He bent down, and pressed his lips against my oozing fruit. I felt a subtle sucking, and felt his tongue lapping up my juices.

He straightened up, and I saw him licking his lips, my moistness dripping down his chin...

Totally turned on by this, I leaned over to him, up against him, and put my hands on his shoulders. I licked off any remaining moisture on his chin. He then met my tongue with his and we kissed again.

He sat me back against his pillows, and pulled away. I sat up and watched him, my legs spread apart. I was already open and welcoming, just waiting for Otaru to do what he wanted.

Otaru got on his knees, and looked down at me. His penis pointed straight at me, erect, and throbbing...

I leaned back on the pillow, and rested my head against the pillow. I closed my eyes, and leaned my head back a bit. "Ohhhh..." I moaned, and squeezed one of my breasts with one hand, and fondled with my clit with the other. I threw my head against the pillow, and opened my mouth as I stuck my finger into myself, and rubbed both of my breasts slowly. "Unn..."

"Mmm..." Otaru hummed, and sighed. "Sempai, that..."

I pulled out my finger, my juices oozing out in a long stream. I opened my eyes and got on my knees. With my finger, I traced Otaru's lips with it, and rested it on his shut mouth. I then proceeded to lean forward and suck it all off myself. I leaned against him, my stomach brushing against him.

I felt something long and hard poke my thigh, and I let out a startled yelp. Then Otaru threw his arms around me, and pulse up against me again.

"D'you LIKE that?" he grinned, jerking his cock into my thigh.

I yelped again. "It hurts!" I gripped his shoulders.

He then jerked me again, and I let out another scream. "Oh! Otaru! It hurts!"

Otaru nibbled my lip. "Want me to stop?"

I shook my head, and wrapped a leg around him. "Let's do it again."

Otaru smiled, his green eyes sinking into mine. "It's your turn."

I smiled back. "If that's what you want."

"You were always so strong, Sempai. You can go on forever..."

I opened up myself, and pushed him back against the wall. I took his wrists, and pinned them down.

He looked to me, totally relaxed, except for the one thing that just wouldn't loosen up--that long, rock solid dick of his was still swollen, and throbbing. It was yearning to do some serious damage.

I pressed myself up against Otaru, and rested my lips on his cheek, to whisper in his ear.

I felt his cock press against me.

"Now you gotta promise me...that you'll make lotsa noise." I murmered.

I felt his cock press against me.

"Mmh..." he moaned.

"And you gotta then..." I began to rub some of the juices of my once-forbidden fruit onto his dick. "You gotta make me scream..."

I then let him enter me again, and he let out a high "Ah--!" and tilted his head back. I had a hold of his wrists, so he turned his head and clenched his teeth as I pounded my hips against him.

"Sempai! Let me! Oh!" he whimpered. "I wanna...! I wanna...!" he began to struggle with his wrists, and I slid up onto him, and pressed my breasts against him.

I giggled, and touched his lips with my tongue.

At that, he snapped. I gasped in shock, and I fell back on the bed, him on top of me.

"Ot--what?!" I gasped. Before I could do anything, he had me pinned to the bed, still inside me, completely on top of me.

Otaru lifted his head, and looked down at me. "Time to make you scream."

He pounded himself into me with such force, I was shocked. Over and over again, I heard his balls clicking together as he went back and forth. My body was jerking in reply, my head was turning each way. I had no place to bury my face, nothing to grip a hold of.

"Oh! Otaru--! Oh! Oooh!!!" I screamed over the creaking that our rocking bed made. "Oh! Harder! Do it! Do it! More!" I screamed.

I never knew that my sweet, innocent Otaru...could do this to me...

...what a visit. Even Anji took notice how I wasn't quite completely myself when I got back home.

"Kei, what is up?!" he said to me over lunch one day.

"Hmm?" I looked up. Mom chuckled from the sink.

"You've been ignoring me, practically. S'like you're in some other world." Anji frowned.

"Oh. Sorry..."

"She has much on her mind, Anji dear." Mom smiled to me. "Don't mind him, sweetie. He's just trying to cope with the idea that his little sister's growing into a woman."

...growing up...

....that's for sure.

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