The Unity - Chapter One

“Master Xiao Lang,” Wei knocked the door to his young master’s room. From the other side, Syaoran was watching TV, trying to drown the voice of his right hand man.

“Master,” Wei went inside, slightly irritated. Syaoran turned off the TV.

“I know Wei, I know.” Syaoran got up, grabbing his green jacket and heading out his room.

“I have to go see someone right now so when I come back, we can leave.” He said and Wei sighed, slumping his shoulders.

Today, He had to go back to Hong Kong because he needed to take over the Li’s company. He was the only heir after his father was brutally murdered by some psychos in the street. Syaoran had been living in Tomoeda for about eight years and casually going back to China to visit his mother and sisters. He can’t explain his angriness and depression at the fact that he has to leave everything he needs in his life just to take over a stupid business that he doesn’t even care about. He has to tell his best friend that he can’t go with her to the prom because he has to leave for god knows how long. It was going to hurt him how devastated she’ll stay but his mothers wishes are to be granted or else. His best friend, the same friend he’d help when they were 10 years old to capture all the Clow Cards that had now become Sakura Cards. The same best friend he confessed his love to and that she returned to him.

He knocked on the brown door, waiting for an answer.

“COMING!” He heard from the other side. The voice that gave him reason to wake up everyday. His little cherry blossom.

“Syaoran!” Sakura shouted, lunging herself to him. She had a green sundress on and a white apron. She was probably cooking.

“Hi Sakura,” He wrapped his arms around her, inhaling her intoxicating aroma of Cherry Blossom. She was always dedicated to representing her name.

“I need to talk to you,” He said and Sakura tilted her head, worriedly. Sakura took his hand and pulled him inside the house.

“Okay, Nobody‘s home so we can talk privately.” She took him to her dad’s study, tossing her apron aside and they sat down on the burgundy couch that was next to the desk.

“Uh- Sakura,” He started but something shut him up immediately. It was her lips. He opened his eyes to see her leaning on top of him and pressing her lips gently on his.

“I‘m sorry,” She breathed out, sitting back on her couch. She had been dying to do that since they met. She finally gained the courage to do it six years later and she definitely chose the wrong time.

“Don‘t worry about it,” Syaoran smiled, completely forgetting his objective of coming here.

She grabbed her key from around her neck and bit her lip.

“Key which holds the power of the dark, reveal your true form before me, I, Sakura command you under our contract, Release!” She walked over to her door and whipped out a card.

“Sakura, what are you doing?” Syaoran asked, still sitting on the couch.

“LOCK!” She used her card and then twisted the door knob to make sure it worked. The knob glowed and she knew it was locked completely. No way in and no way out unless she ordered it. She remembered that her seal guardian, Keroberos was upstairs in her room but she tried to forget about that now. She was about to do something completely reckless.

Syaoran was mystified at Sakura’s smile. It wasn’t her usual sweet, warm smile but the one a girl gives when they want something. Not just any something but something that women need from a man. Sakura got closer and it was like she could already feel the heat between them.

“Syaoran,” She straddled him and he placed his hands on her hips.

“What‘s all this?” He smirked a little, involuntarily getting into it. He knew it would be wrong but at this point she had him under his spell.

“I‘ve been dying to do this,” She pressed her lips hard to his as he ran his hands up her back, then trailing them back down. She moaned into his mouth lowly. In the back of his head, something told him that he needed to stop and tell her what he had to but the other side told him to continue and please her. Sakura’s head fell back a little and he took the opportunity to ravage her neck in kisses. She giggled, tangling her long fingers in his chocolate brown hair. He picked her up and laid her down properly on the couch, not stopping from kissing her sweet loving skin. He wedged in between her legs and ran his hands from her ankles all the way up to her thighs.

“Mmm, Syaoran…” She whimpered when he stuck a hand under her dress, running it past her flat stomach to her chest where squeezed her left breast. He lifted her dress to her waist and kissed her lips a few times before sitting up. Sakura followed and took him into a passionate kiss while removing his jacket and shirt. She kissed his shoulder and down his collarbone as he laid her back down. She licked her dry lips, eager to kiss him again but he didn’t go back to her lips. His lips were attached on her ankle and then they kissed their way down to her inner thigh. He let his tongue dart out to taste the skin next to her core. She backed up into the couch, pressing her lips in a line. Syaoran hooked his fingers on her panties and pulled them off her. He looked at her and she was about to say something but his tongue gave her center a long slow lick from bottom to top. She squeaked and he pressed his lips to her folds, kissing them and savoring her sweetness. Sakura ran her hands around his messy locks and watched him carefully.

“Am I hurting you?” Syaoran asked, taking a small pause to look at her. She shook her head rapidly and he chuckled, going back to her wet core.

His tongue gave slow strokes and then he began to use his fingers to rub her nub that was no bigger than a dime. He stuck his tongue inside of her and continued to rub her with his thumb while she moaned in pure bliss. After a while, her moans became screams as he inserted two fingers into her, trying to stretch her out. Her walls tightened around his fingers and she let out a cry of pleasure when she came. Syaoran felt the warmness enveloping his fingers as he licked her a few more times. Her moans where the only sounds that were driving him insane. Her soft whimpers, her heavy breathing were keeping him at the edge but he was being strong. Where he got the strength to hold it? He didn’t even know. There’s only so much he can manage when it comes to Sakura.

“Stop Syaoran, oh please Stop,” She begged, pulling on his arm. He removed his sticky wet fingers and licked them clean in front of her. She blushed and brought him down to kiss him.

“That was wonderful, Syaoran.” She stroked his cheek. Syaoran kissed her earlobe and then settled himself in a spot just below her jaw. She began to undo his pants until he was left only with his boxers. Her hand began a friction on his bulge and Syaoran moaned huskily into her neck.

“I want to make you feel good too, Syaoran.” Sakura said innocently, pushing him upward. He pecked her lips.

“You don‘t have to,” He assured her, stroking his thumb on her bottom lip. Her dress fell back down to her thighs as she shook her head.

“I want to,” She hooked her fingers on his boxers and brought them down, pooling them on the floor under his feet. He wanted this yet he didn’t want to take her innocence away like this. Not when he was going to leave her afterwards. She snapped him out of confusion when she tackled him to a sitting position. His head was in the clouds now.

She licked her top lip and bent her head just about his waist. He became tense again, doubting himself to let her do such a thing. He wanted to pleasure her but he didn’t want her doing anything that would make her uncomfortable. His thoughts were yet again interrupted by the sudden warm feeling of Sakura’s lips taking him inside her mouth. He gripped her honey brown hair lightly as she sucked the tip and licked her way up and down in an even rhythm with her stroking hand.

She moaned, feeling herself growing excited just by hearing Syaoran moaning and grunting. She took pleasure from his own pleasured voice.

“Sakura, please,” He sounded begging but yet again he didn’t want her to stop. She bobbed her head up and down, gagging a few times but eventually getting over it. He felt himself hit the back of her throat as she took him in fully. How t-t-the hell is she doing t-that? He thought.

He bucked his hips, knowing he was about to burst but he didn’t want to just yet.

“Sak-” He swallowed hard. “Stop, come here.” He reached for her and she sat on her heels, while he kissed her gently in the lips. The taste in their mouths was different but enjoyable.

“Did I do something wrong?” She asked, sounding embarrassed. He laughed.

“Definitely not,” He said, caressing her hand.

“Then why‘d you make me stop?” She tilted her head. The way she tilted her head reminded him of the time when they were younger in school. She would tilt her head the same way whenever she was confused about a math problem and when she got it, she would laugh and blush like always. He shuddered at these innocent thoughts.

“I don‘t want to go crazy just yet,” He finally winked and licked his bottom lip as he got on top of her, hovering her small frame. She kissed his neck a few times as he spread her legs aside.

“Are you sure you want this?” He asked, forcing her to look at him. She sighed, puckering her lips.

“Yes, Syaoran I do want this.” She rolled her eyes playfully, grabbing onto his shoulders tightly when she felt him invading her entrance. She shut her eyes as he grabbed her hips and pulled himself half way inside her.

She yelped and moaned in pain. Syaoran didn’t want to move after hearing that. She breathed in and out for a second and opened her teary eyes. “Go ahead,” She gave him a small smile, blinking a few tears away. He lowered his head and kissed both of her eyes as he maintained a slow rhythm on his hips. She began to moan shortly after and her body seemed to have relaxed.

“Are you better?” He asked, kissing the corner of her lip. She nodded, running his hands down to his waist where she held him lovingly.

“Syaoran…” She moaned, throwing her head back once he started to pick up his pace. He groaned, colliding his hips faster into her once pain became ecstasy for both of them. He looked down at where they were connected and pumped faster into her, making loud yells come out of her sacred lips.

They could both hear Kero knocking the door frantically wanting to know what was going on. He was totally oblivious. Sakura’s chest heaved uncontrollably as she felt herself starting to tighten around him. He as well was reaching his desired peak along with her.

“Syaoran!” She screamed, burying her face into his perfect chest. He thrust into her until he lost it and exploded inside her. They both rocked for a few seconds until Syaoran collapsed on top of her limp body, careful not to crush her. He whispered her name over and over as if he stopped saying her name, she would be gone.

“SAKURA?” Kero kept knocking. “I know you used Lock! Open the door!” He began shouting. Sakura smiled at Syaoran as he brought his face up to see her.

“Sakura, I love you,” He kissed her lips intensely, letting them linger there. Sakura embraced him, feeling the thin layer of sweat that was separating them.

“I love you, too, Syaoran.” She breathed out, cuddling into his chest once they arranged their bodies into the couch comfortably. He pulled the afghan off the chair next to them and covered them with it, letting Sakura’s scent drive him off to another world where it was only him and her.

Then horror struck him like hot knifes. What have I done?! He began to panic, knowing he had not only done this but he had done this and now he had to leave her until destiny decides to drive them together again.