Yakitate Japan - An Stimulating Reaction
Tsukino could smell it from the alley behind the bakery. She had arrived early this morning so she could go over some of the accounts, but it seemed like someone had beaten her here. Shocking, considering it was about 8:00 in the morning and the shop didn't open for another hour. Everyone else was usually late! Azuma was making another Japan, and must have stayed at the bakery the entire night. The smell was intoxicating, like always, but for some reason, this time it seemed different. Coming out of her trance, Tsukino opened the back door to the bakery and went into the kitchen.

The smell was overwhelming. The sweetness mixed with a fragrance she couldn't quite describe. "MMMmm...Azuma-san, you're making a new bread?" "Tsukino! Uh, yeah, I'm making my new Japan. I just don't know how it turned out." Azuma sounded almost dejected. "Well it smells wonderful. Is it done yet?" "Yes, I'm just waiting for it to cool." "What kind of bread is it?" asked Tsukino, lowering her eyes to the counter to gape at the very strange looking bread. Her eyes widened, realizing that it wasn't just the lighting. The bread was a bright RED. "It's Red!" she said looking up at Azuma. "Yes, I know. I'm keeping this bread a secret though, I hope you don't mind," said Azuma looking up at Tsukino. "May I try it?" she asked. Without answering Azuma took his bread knife and sliced easily through the light and fluffy substance, then handed the first piece to Tsukino. She looked it over, and smelled it. With a bright red bread, she would have expected it to be spicey, but it smelled quite sweet. Closing her eyes in anticipation, she slowly opened her mouth, prepared herself, and bit by bit sunk her teeth into the bread, allowing her tongue to absorb the flavor and texture of it.

Suddenly, without warning, before she could swallow the first bite, Azuma's lips were covering hers. Her eyes widened in surprise, then fluttered shut as she surrendered, dropping her piece of bread to the ground in favor of Azuma's mouth. He ran his tongue along the outside of her lips, asking for permission to enter, and when he did, the flavors of him and his bread combined. It was wonderful! Tsukino's breathing became faster, as she felt Azuma's hands, those fiery solar hands, slide up the front of her shirt and cup her breast. She gasped, and he broke the kiss to work more on the spot between her neck and her shoulder. "Azuma," she said gasping for breath, and for grasping for reality, "Azuma, what...Oh my gosh!...uh, are you....*gasp* doing?" He sat her up onto the counter, knocking over the flour, covering them both in a blizzard of white powder, and also emptying an entire jar of cooking oil. He ripped open her shirt and pulled it off, then unclasped the front of her bra. His hands immediately went to work. Hands covered with flour and cooking oil, Azuma began to lightly, artistically massager her breasts. Tsukino couldn't keep from moaning out loud, over and over, as hot, slippery fingers and palms worked at her nipples and flesh in an exhilarating combination of pain and pleasure. Azuma's mouth came down and began sucking on her oil/flour covered nipple while one hand still worked on her other breast. "Azuma, yes, keep sucking!" she cried as her hands dug into his hair, pushing the pink headband she gave him to the floor. His other hand slid down her side, resting right on her upper thigh. Slowly, it worked its way under her skirt and pressed against her sensitive pussy. His hand started kneading and massaging her under her skirt while the other did the same to her breast. Tsukino began to squirm and she felt as if her whole body were on fire on the inside. Azuma stopped sucking on her breast and attacked her mouth again, with even more fervor, pumping his tongue in and out of her, twirling it with her own. His burning hand slid inside her lilac colored underwear and started to massage her clit. Her moans became whimpers of need as he entered first one finger into her, then two, pumping them in, and out. His fingers were so hot; it was like they were melting her insides. His other hand just roamed, sending blisteringly sensual sensations up and down her spine, her butt, her thigh, her neck, her hands, her breasts, her face, everywhere! A tingle slowly started to build inside her, and she bucked her hips against his hand, pleading for fulfillment, but he suddenly pulled away from her, leaving her body crying out for release. She clenched her eyes closed in frustration, but they popped open as he pulled her off the counter and faced her away from him. She braced herself against the counter as he entered her from behind, strong and swift. He pulled the ribbon out of her hair, then entwined his fingers into it as he pumped into her again, and again, wildly, driving her crazy. She moaned, whined, and whimpered in ecstasy as he would slow down, then speed up his thrusts. His hand held onto her hip. The little tingle at the base of her spine started again, the pleasure of it seemed to last forever until finally she plummeted over the edge into complete euphoria. She felt Azuma stiffen as he climaxed inside of her. The moment seemed to last forever, until she heard him speak. "Tsukino...Tsukino?"

When Tsukino opened her eyes, she was still holding the bread up to her mouth, and she realized she hadn't even swallowed yet! So she swallowed and looked around, dazedly at Azuma. "Are you ok Tsukino? You just kinda stood there for a long time." Tsukino, eyes still glazed over, looked lazily from Azuma back to the bread in her hand. It was just a reaction? What had happened? She thought. She could feel a trickle of liquid running down her leg. Had she climaxed? From the BREAD??? "Uh..." Tsukino quickly grasped for something to say, but could only think of one thing. "I, uh, I really liked your bread!" She looked into his eyes, eyes that were excited that his bread was liked. "Really!? Thanks Tsukino! I was trying to make bread that would be completely satisfying. So, are you satisfied?" he asked. Tsukino looked back and smiled an evil, knowing smile. "Yes, very satisfied." She answered, but not quite enough. She put her piece of bread on the clean, spotless counter, grabbed Azuma's hand and ran out of the kitchen into the hallway, and into the front of the store. She just had to feel those hands on her body again, for real this time! "Hey! Where are we going?" Azuma questioned. Tsukino just giggled and said, "You'll see."

As they left the store and turned to run down the sidewalk, still holding hands, they ran into Suwabara, The Manager, Kawachi, Kanmuri, and Kinoshita walking down the street toward the store. "HEY!" said the manager accusingly. "Where are you going?" "I...uh, I need to...uh...show Kazuma something," Tsukino said, stopping briefly to say it, then running, dragging Azuma along with her. "KAZUMA!?!?!" they all said, as they realized Tsukino used Azuma's informal name. They all stared as she ran down the street. But she did manage to turn her head back and yell, "Why don't you guys try the bread!"

The End

Fan Fiction Author: BUTTERFLYSUKI