bonusparts

“I know what it's like to come home to an empty apartment. I hate it. And I hate knowing you go through the same thing. I know you won't always be here when I get back from a job. I won't always be here, either. But, for those times when we'll be here together...why can't we just be , here, together ?”He sighs, that too-blue gaze flicking away beneath an uneven fall of dirty-blond hair.He won't look at me. Not because I'm wrong. Because I'm right.“I know what you're thinking.”His gaze swings back, but he doesn't say anything.“You won't let anyone in because you think, if something happens to you, if you don't come back, then you're letti...

Lelia hadn't meant to eavesdrop, but the light – however gentle a glow – had caught her attention. She'd thought it light-bugs, at first, flittering in the dim twilight. But, rounding a tree at the edge of the clearing, she'd been shown her error:It was Imien, standing near the water's edge, with a draping cloak clutched to her chest. Aside from that, she was naked, the electro-receptors attached to her skin giving off the faint glow Lel had seen from afar.She was a lovely thing, Imien: graceful and lithe, her skin nearly as pale as her pearlescent hair, save for the lines of electric blue stitched along her limbs.But that wasn't all.Stoll...

"Come home? I need you." Sally's message made Larry scramble, tossing rushed goodbyes to his mates as he bolted outside. The rain turned the road into a river, but he didn't care. The sky could go on fire, the earth could belch its dead; nothing would keep him from her.He'd stripped half-naked before he was even up the stairs, where he immediately swept Sally into his arms for an impassioned, instigating kiss.She flustered. "What's this, now?"Larry shifted back, abruptly stymied. "You said…! Aren't you… ovulating ?"Sally shook her head. "The water heater's broken," she explained.He flushed hot. "Oh."She chuckled, coyly. "But, since you're ...

A post-P4 story by Mayumi-H, AKA Bonusparts Ai never ran anywhere."It's not lady-like," she would tell herself whenever she saw Chie-chan zoom past, hot on Hanamura's heels; or that cross-dressing shrimp Shirogane trotting after the police in town, trying to keep up; or treacly-sweet Rise-chi, the darling of Inaba, bounding and bouncing after Kanji-kun.But, today, she was due somewhere, to see someone. The train station, to be exact, and Kou-kun, who was off to university in America.She picked up her pace a bit.She'd always thought him rather cute, with his jagged black hair and that pointy nose. He was too short to play basketball very we...

They left the hotel television on, simply for the noise: noisy rooms were less likely to be disturbed. And they couldn't be disturbed. Not now. Not after all the cooped-up days they'd already wasted, yearning for each other's touch.Robb's arms were around her, but, still, Emma had to ask: "You're certain about this?"He nodded, nearly desperate. "I can't go another minute without you," he said, before crushing his mouth to hers.They tumbled to the bed then, the television's chatter covering their moans, and the snap of buttons and belts. Apparently, Murray was just about to serve for the Championship, when Robb's mobile rang.It was his wife.