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Feel	By : DarkRomancer Category: +S through Z > Tekken Views: 2410 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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OK, so this my first fanfiction with a Jin and Akira sex scene in it and I really liked the final product so I’ve decided I might use it for my other ongoing fanfiction A Tekken Story: Through the Years, but I’ll have to edit it.

I do not own Tekken but I do own my OCs and plot. If you steal, be prepared to suffer.
All characters and events in this story are fictitious, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or events that resemble or are in the same way in any stories or fanfictions, are purely coincidental.

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Feel

She was beginning to regret it.

Akira knew that others saw Jin as distance, cold-hearted, miserable but in her heart, she knew that he was capable of loving someone. She knew it was because of the Mishima bloodline’s curse.

He was sitting on the edge of the bed, his back turned to her, his shirt tensely strained against his muscles, his head tilted down so she could only see the inky-black spikes of his hair, his eyes fixed on the carpet. She was lying back on the bed, leaning on the pillows, staring at Jin, watching out for a single movement. He had stayed as still as a statue, as if he was trapped.

She had had enough.

She felt like he had suffered in his own world of pain long enough and that he had refused her support and comfort too many times, and so she inched closer to him, so close her bent knees almost touched the small of his back, and reached out an easing hand, like reaching out to a wounded animal. Her fingertips softly touched the soft material of his shirt as she spread out her hand flat against his back and she felt him shudder. In the back of her mind she suspected - no she knew - that he would probably flinch away from her or slap her hand away and reject her once again, but this time, this time she was going to stand her ground.

When she felt his muscles ripple under her touch, she knew. She knew that he felt the same way she did, whether he liked it or not. He stilled tensely again and all his hairs stood on end.

No, not like this. Please.

Jin felt her hand level on the arch of his back and closed his eyes tightly, begging silently for her to stop.

I can’t do this to her. Not the most precious person to me.

Her hand slowly rubbing up and down, soothing caressing him, reassuring him and his pain.

“No, please. Akira, please don’t do this,”

His voice cracked, prepared to sob, breaking into his most vulnerable moment he had ever shown anyone. She was taken by surprise and felt a little piece of her heart die for him. He thought that his curse was restricting him from loving someone, but in truth, it was a wall he could overcome. She could help him to do so; she was offering the chance to help him.

She hushed him like a mother would hush an upset child and crawled over to him. She sat at his side, her hand sliding up his back as she moved and around his shoulders in a comforting gesture. He bent his head further, cowering away from Akira, hiding his expressions and emotions behind his midnight-black bangs, like a curtain separating himself from Akira.

He so badly wanted to lean into her warmth, to give in into her comforting and supporting touches, to tell her how much he really loved, but couldn’t, wouldn’t.

“Hey,” she said softly, her hands curling under his chin, forcing him to look up at her, to look into her eyes. He didn’t struggle but Akira could see the misty unshed tears sparkling in his eyes, pressurizing to break free and roll freely down his cheeks.
“It’s OK,” she whispered.
Jin shook his head, freeing his face out of Akira’s grip, and exhaled a heavy sigh.
“I can’t do this, especially not to you. I won’t do this to you,”
She shushed him by placing a finger of his lips.
“I’m not scared. I’m not scared of what might happen. I know I can help you through this,”
He grabbed her hand and placed it on her lap and looked up at with begging eyes.
“Please Akira,”

She knew that he wasn’t scared for his sake; he was scared for her sake, because of the scarring of a curse underlying him. It had been too long and if he discarded her again, it may be too late to help him.

“Jin, I know you want this as much as I do,”

He was going to her ‘no’ for the last time; refuse her offers, but when he looked into her hazel eyes, he could see the same misty unshed tears sparkling in her eyes that too threatened to break free and roll freely down cheeks.

He felt guilty that he had hurt her.

Her head was leaning on his strong shoulder, her face so close to his that he felt her laboured breath gently breezed against his cheeks and the tip of her nose was nudging against his.

“Please,”

Akira’s fingertips brushed across his jaw-line and his heated cheeks before she leaned in and pressed her lips onto Jin’s. It was a simple kiss, so quick and swift that it felt like a feather-soft touch. She leant her forehead on his shoulder again and wrapped her arms around his neck, bashful enough not to look Jin in the eye.

Moments flowed by in silence, neither of them daring to speak, though they both had the desire to. It was Jin who broke the silent first.

“Akira?”

Seconds ticked by again.

“Akira?”

He tucked her head under his cheek and he felt her shoulder heave up and down with effort.

She was sobbing.

“I-I just w-wanted…to…”

Jin pulled her towards him so she snuggled up to him, as closely as possible, her face buried in the crook of his neck, his arms stiffly embraced around her. It may have seemed awkward, but Akira knew this was his way of reaching out to her and comforting her the best he could.

It was best thing in the world.

She finally came to her senses and lifted her head from his grip and wiped her face clean of any tears and rested her head back in the crock of his neck and pressed a small kiss on his skin. He shivered but couldn’t hold back the small feeling of happiness that rushed up his spine.

Akira could taste Jin from the kiss on his neck and she knew she wanted more, but did Jin?
“Jin, is it alright if I…?”
She felt his graze shift down to her but she covered her face and looked up to meet chocolate-brown eyes.
“I-,”
He silenced her with a kiss. It wasn’t like the one she had given him earlier; both of their lips were brushing against eachother, working together until the kiss turned rougher, hungrier. Akira tilted her head to side to get a better angle and opened her mouth, letting Jin press his own tongue onto hers and join in a twirling dance that turned into a violent battle as her lips melted against his.

Jin was trying to keep himself from lashing out and pushing Akira away, but it was harder to keep the demon within from escaping and consuming his mind. He cleared his mind and pushed his thoughts to side, therefore he could concentrate on Akira and her hands that were wandering up and tangling her fingers in his raven locks. Without thinking, Jin’s own hands reached up to cup her face and tug her down as he fell on his back onto the bed.

Akira squirmed above Jin as her hands trailed down his body and dragged it slowly across his clothed chest causing Jin to break the kiss and suck in a breath to keep himself from gasping. His head fell back and Akira climbed over his body as her face was level with his and bent down to litter open-mouthed kisses on his neck as her sneaky hands slipped under his shirt and stroked the almost impossibly soft skin underneath.

Jin would feel the pleasure and heat rising and fought hard to keep Devil shut in his cage in his mind. His fingers wound around a cluster of Akira’s brown tresses and yanked them to bring her lips back to his. He sucked the joining of their lips as Akira’s fingers fluttered across his abdomen and his navel. He felt a deep rumble emerge from his throat and released Akira’s kiss-swollen lips with a smack. They were both panting as they looked back at eachother, unsure what to do or say. Akira withdrew her hands from under Jin’s shirt and rested them on the row of buttons that closed his shirt. She looked down at her hands and then back up at Jin.

“Please?”

He knew it couldn’t hold his desire forever. He nodded and let his head drop back on the bed again as Akira’s skilled hands slowly, so slowly it was tormenting, unbuttoned his shirt and pulled the clothing off his body and let it drop somewhere on the floor.

Both her hands were running down his body now, down his side, across the plan of his chest, along his forearms and biceps, stroking his navel until his hands clamped around her wrists and stopped her actions. She felt her heart bang against her chest in fear but when she looked up, she saw a small smile painted across his lips.

Without another word he twisted while still having his grip on her wrists so they flipped over, turning the tables so Jin was now on top. He copied what she did, running both his hands over her body, his fingertips dancing across her dressed torso. She could still feel his touch through the fabric and gasped when his fingers stroked along the edge of her breast. The pleasure was rising again and it got to a point were Jin felt his own pants tighten considerably. Akira could feel it too, she could feel the heat rising and settling inbetween her legs. Her mind and heart were racing as she panted heavily. She wanted things to move a little faster so she pushed Jin to sit back on his hunches. She sat up and grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it over her head and flinging it across the room.

Jin captured her lips with his and hissed as his crotch rubbed against Akira’s when he pressed down on her lithe body. He tore his mouth from hers and planted kissed along her hairline, down both her checks, her jaw line and down her neck before throwing his head back as Akira grounded her hips against his and he hissed again. She weave a hand inbetween their bodies and undid the clasp on his belt and then drawing down his fly and pushing his pants down his thighs. Her knuckles brushed across his thighs as he helped her pull his pants down and throw them off. He unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans and hooked his thumbs around the waistband and harshly pulled them down so they pooled at her ankles and she kicked them off.

Jin’s quick hands wound around her back and unclasped her bra and tossed it aside. He slid her fingertip down her taunt torso and her flat stomach until he reached her underwear and removed them to join the other items of clothing. She gasped as he whipped her underwear off her body and felt the cold air flood across her body. Jin took the opportunity as Akira collapsed back on the bed to remove his own boxers and locked both their bodies in a naked embrace. The both moaned as their limbs hotly touched eachother. Akira could feel the heat pooling in her stomach grow hotter as Jin hissed when he agonisingly entered her and screwed his eyes shut.

Akira lightly touched Jin’s cheek to get his attention. He slowly opened his eyes to see Akira smiling up at him, slowly rubbing his cheek with her thumb.

“I want this,”

Jin swallowed thickly and nodded,” I want this too,”

She lifted her head up and he met her halfway to connect their lips once more before Jin snapped his hips forward and pressed into Akira. She groaned loudly and unfastened her lips from his. His eyes screwed shut again as he felt the pleasure take over him but kept the barrier in place to stop the demon from controlling his body. Akira closed her eyes and let her head fall limply back onto the covers of the bed as pleasure shot inbetween her legs again and again as Jin thrusted into her core over and over again, tingles running up and down their bodies’ and felt the heat rising from their stomachs’.

Jin became caught up in it, driving into a frenzy as he went faster, harder, deeper, until he went as fast and hard and deep as he could. A beat of sweat dripped from his forehead as Akira’s body too became slick with sweat. Moans and skin slapping bounced and echoed off the walls as the pleasure built and consumed them and the peak was not too far away. Akira’s nails racked down Jin’s back, not enough to mark but still painful enough. Soon the heat became unbearable and came close to snapping as it became too much for Jin to handle.

The heat in Akira’s stomach snapped first and she rode out on the final waves of pleasure as Jin’s peak arrived not long after and slowed down until his aftershocks finished and Akira’s convulsing stopped. They both panted as Jin pulled out and crumpled next to Akira.

Akira pulled the covers over them and pulled Jin’s arms to encircle her waist and drifted off to sleep before Jin did.

Jin took a moment or two to gather his thoughts before nuzzled his face into her hair and let his eyes fall shut due to the exhaustion.

He fell asleep with a smile on his face. He was glad he could feel again.
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