The Feeling of Love

He tried to sleep, he rolled, twisted and still can't sleep. He turned on the CD player and played his favorite orchestral music which was composed by Wagner. As he was getting drowsy and started to close his eyes, someone not far was observing him and waiting for the moment that he would finally fall asleep.

Kurapika was sleepy yet feels very uncomfortable. He twisted and turned again and again, he almost fell asleep when suddenly the electricity turned off. He quickly jumps off his bed. It became hotter and it was getting too dark to see. He tried to look for the candles and flashlights at the last place he thought of finding them and yet he failed.

He swore he had lots of candles and flashlights in his room, that it was so strange of not finding even one them. He figured out that someone had stolen all of his lights! Then a thought came to him that maybe that noise before has something to do with the current missing items. He heard the wind as if it was calling his name or was it just his imagination. O_O'

He can't understand why it was hot when in fact he was just enjoying the wind few minutes ago. He started changing into his pajamas and plain white sleeveless with tight shorts to match it, though he didn't feel like it but he has no choice now when he was feeling a lot cooler then before.

He locked his door tight for security though he let the window open for some air and he was in the 2nd floor anyway. As he laid back in his bed he notice the bright moon and the glittering stars, he doesn't need the candles or the flashlight after all and the cool breeze suddenly came and made him so drowsy that now he fell into deep slumber.

The moon was bright and someone felt romantic because of it. In the deep nearby woods the predator sensed that his prey is now unconscious. He jumped as quick as a fox, high enough to reach the window and into the dark room of the sleeping bishounen (pretty boy). He saw Kurapika, sleeping like a baby in his silky smooth bed; he stared at Kurapika for a long time. He finally decided to crawl over unto him; he was on top of Kurapika's body. It reaches to feel the semi-erect manhood of the young man.

The intruder was surprised that Kurapika was moaning his name. Kurapika was dreaming and blushing or is it more of fantasizing ahead of him. The intruder felt a tickling sensation; he wants, he needed and loved Kurapika. His hands explored beneath the thin garments of the sleeping beauty.

The young lad seems too detached to ever feel its gentle caress. An intruder has invaded Kurapika's primary treasure ~ his *virginity*.

Time seems slow and Kurapika felt hot inside and started to move along with his unnoticed intruder. He never felt like it before, he felt more warmer each second and his body was like in a trance that he can't even open his eyes for he felt so tired than ever. He felt being undressed in a savage manner it seems like his clothes were being ripped apart treacherously.

Now he felt cold, feeling as if he were totally butt naked yet something or someone had made him warmer, much warmer than before. He felt something soft like a baby's skin on top of him, smoother than any silk he ever felt and he also started reaching out for it. Alas! He did touch something pure skin, 100% baby smooth skin; he has guessed this person to have been using brands like *Dove* or *Johnson's baby powder*! He felt a very funny feeling about this, he swore he has touch this kind of skin before, the hot breathe made him blush and every licking kiss, touch or gentle caress made him fell into deep abyss. He can't take much more of this sensational pleasure, he came without any warning.

His intruder was not too pleased about it, Kurapika came too soon, sooner than expected. He is truly still not use to this kind of experience. The heated up intruder started going faster with his actions and decided to go rougher this time, he doesn't mind if Kurapika was use to it or not. As each time Kurapika gave a very timid yelp, the intruder gets more turned on and manages to go deeper into Kurapika.