A/N:  Two things.  Just a reminder that the red page break means NSFW scene ahead, and it is most of the chapter FYI.

Secondly, 74 is currently the furthest chapter I have written.  I'm hoping to get my muse back for this story, and don't plan on putting this story on hiatus on wattpad.  But if once I get to Chapter 74 and I am still struggling I will be sure to let you all know.

Mai's POV

It had been a few months since we last experienced a shared dream, but it wasn't hard to identify the same tingling sensation that had also occurred the last time. I somehow knew this dream would be different than the last however.

The emotive sensations were quite different. This one didn't seem to have heated stimulated overtures like the first. I could tell that instead this one would be highlighted by sentimental feelings. I immediately saw myself from a towering perspective. When he spoke, I knew immediately that I was riding as a passenger while Naru was in the driver's seat. He taxied me through a chronological montage of our shared past, and I found myself equally surprised and quite pleased by the unexpected emotions that played in many of them. They weren't punctuated with romantic notions like some fairy tale romance, but they were showcased with affectionate feelings nonetheless.

True his emotions during most of our first moments together were punctuated with a side helping of annoyance. Not soon after though, slowly, in moments here and there, I began to notice how he realized my childish antics and personality had reminded him of Gene. It didn't bother me in the least that he thought of me this way, after all in that moment in time he had thought his brother was gone, and he was in mourning. Comparing me to Gene was cathartic for him and there was no reason for me to take that healing process away from him. It was something he needed to cope with his loss. But that didn't stop me from anticipating the first moment that I could tell he had begun to separate me from his brother in his eyes. That would be the moment that truly mattered.

It happened earlier than I expected on our third case. It was when the two of us had been trapped together after we fell into the manhole. (I filed away the fact that he was the one that held onto me and not the other way around as we fell, although he had claimed the opposite.) While we were trapped he didn't realize it for himself but he had begun to see me as more than his assistant, and didn't even regard me, in his mind, as a female version of Gene. At that moment I was simply Mai. It was a significant turning point and for that reason it definitely stuck out to me as an important milestone.

It wasn't long after, when we were on our fifth case, that the next big emotional moment happened. I was out of commission during most of that case since Kenji had possessed me, but after the case was over and before we left Naru had smiled at me for the first time, or rather he had truly smiled. A smile that had actually reached his eyes. It was important to me because it had punctuated how I felt for him with a big fact explanation point. It was important to Naru because it was the first moment he had truly let me in.

There was only one other big revelation between our fifth case and my confession. That was during our seventh case, the case of the labyrinth and the demon, Urado. Naru had searched for something in the room I shared with Masako and Ayako so he could use his psychometry to track me. When he couldn't find something personal of mine he instead settled on something personal of Masako's. But the point of the moment is that he wasn't searching for Masako at that moment, he was searching for me!

Naru forced the chronological dream to stop before we relived the moment where I confessed, and while there was a part of me that would have liked to see that moment from his perspective I understood why he stopped. We had already agreed that we had discussed that moment out over and over again. There wasn't a point in letting it cause more friction between us.

In a haze the dream quickly dissipated and evolved. Now the dream versions of ourselves mirrored our bodies in reality. Spooned together underneath the covers, bodies jigsawing perfectly together, angles somehow perfectly meeting curves. The realization made me breathless. I turned in his arms, holding myself away slightly by my outstretched arms, and was greeted by an expression that made my stomach quiver equally in excitement and fear. But, I admitted to myself that the excitement definitely outweighed the rioting nervous butterflies aflutter in my stomach. "Naru," I shifted against him. I registered how my pelvis was only a few centimeters from his own. "Let's wake up."

I blink my eyes for a moment before I feel his arms begin folding around my waist. I took a deep breath through my nose when I registered that we were still mostly mirroring our physical bodies in the dream. The difference is the lack of distance between our pelvises and with the lightweight pajamas we are both wearing I can feel his growing arousal against me. It sends a heated pulse through my core and without intending to, I find my hips rocking against him.

When I hear his answering groan there is a part of me that wonders if the sound should embarrass me, but I am surprised to instead register that the opposite is true; instead it infuses me with warmth that sends a pulsating need throughout my system.

In the blink of an eye our positions are reversed, and I'm the one underneath his body. I reach up and circle both of my arms around his neck, my right hand lingering in his hair and tangling aggressively through his sleep disheveled locks; I pull his head down so we can close the gap and kiss. Before he seals his mouth to mine we share a heated gasp that is uncanningly in sync. It somehow adds even more pulsating heat to our already mutual desire. I find myself cradling his lower body between my own hips, which on a certain level I register does make me somewhat nervous, but the need and hungering thirst consumes those lingering fears and swallows them whole as his lips capture mine.

I'm on autopilot, letting my need navigate my actions. My hips mindlessly shifting. My pelvis rubbing against him and somehow also cradling him perfectly against me. At some point my hands shift to his shoulders, and I watch them trail down his chest meeting together at the neckline of his pajama top where it is buttoned. I have to will myself then to focus as I begin to unfasten the stubborn clasps. My somewhat dwindled mind sharpening when I see his hands reach out to copy my own. I can't help but gasp and arch into his hand even with the lightest of touches to the swell of my breast that has been slowly exposed to his vision.

Naru's POV

Even with the shared dreams I'm aware of the vast difference between the sensory of those vivid dreams and the touch of her bared sensitive flesh. If I had thought the depth of my desiderating desire for her could be quenched once I actually got my hands on her then I was sorely mistaken. Instead the actions only enhanced the pulsating need gripping my body. It was primal, feral and I had to remind myself that it was her first time. There would be other times I could unleash the frenzy that was overtaking my body. This time however I had to handle her with care.

And what a heady sensation it was to remember that I would be the only one to enter her tight little body. I would be the only one to bring her release this way. It once again made something primordial beat within me. That ramped desire had me divesting her of the remaining fabric that hid her body from my vision.

I look down into her cinnamon eyes. Perhaps I was lingering there to verify that she was still here with me, still wanting me. Her pupils were blown wide, wobbling with the way her own lust was overtaking her system. I helped her completely divest of my shirt but for the time being kept my pajama bottoms on.

I nuzzled my nose in the spot where her neck and shoulder met. Her answering sigh made the corners of my lips raise, not quite a smile but definitely not one my smirks she would say I was notorious for. I tasted her skin where I lingered. My lips sealing around that sensitive spot and pulling her in, lightly nipping her with my teeth and stroking her with my tongue. I felt her cant her neck backward and her body bowed from the bed putting her bare chest in direct contact with my own. I released her captive flesh to groan as she closed the gap between us.

I took my time traversing the landscape of her body. First moving southward trailing light kisses across her collarbone and lingering at the center of her chest. I cupped both her breasts and mentally rejoiced in how they fit perfectly in the cup of my hands. I found myself wishing that I had more extremities so I could torture her with more multiple points of pleasure at once but I found myself quite content with the rapturous sound that came from the back of her throat when I sucked her beaded nipple into my mouth. I flicked my tongue against one and tweaked the other between my thumb and forefinger.

Her aroused scent began to permeate through the room and had me groaning in exquisite torture. I kept my mouth on her breast while I trailed my other hand lightly against her body. I couldn't help the grin that played out on my face when I brushed against the angles of where her pelvic bone met her hip. Quickly I divested her of the rest of her clothing before angling myself against her once again.

I didn't immediately register her own hands traveling southward until I felt her squeeze the rounded muscles of my ass. I couldn't prevent my heated grind against her if I had wanted to. The fact that I was slightly lower on her body had my clothed cock lining up perfectly against her heated core and through the thin material I felt her wetness dampen and seep through. I felt myself quiver and quickly mentally recovered. This moment needed to last so I traveled further south down her body. My lips grazing against her navel for a few moments before I settled between her thighs. She glistened with the moisture collected on her heated pink flesh, and the desire to see her come undone from my ministrations grew. I lightly pushed her thighs apart to study the new terrain unveiled before me, reaching out with my forefinger to part her folds.

Mai's POV

For a moment, I became scared all over again. I wanted to shut my thighs tight and prohibit his physical exploration of my core. That changed instantaneously when I looked into his eyes. They were hooded and colored with reserved heat that a part of me wanted him to unleash, but the logical part knew why he was keeping himself at bay. Regardless either way though I knew that I needed him to touch me. He wouldn't hurt me any more than necessary. So, instead of closing off my body I opened more for him.

When I felt him gently stroking at me with the pads of his fingers I gripped at whatever flesh I could grab. I had forgotten I had palmed his glutes until I felt him arch his hips in response. If his fingers hadn't been blocking his path, along with the remainder of his clothing he would have been pushing inside of me, and oh was that a heady thought.

In the next moment I was lost to sensations. He was opening me up and stretching me with a single digit, and while I knew this the sensation of feeling full still had me crying out at the way my inner walls felt around his exploration. He then spread me further open with another finger, and I felt myself groaning as I began to become aware of what his body would be doing to me once he was truly inside of me. This was pressure not pain, but it did take me some time to grow accustomed to the sensation. Then he did something that had my body arching upward again. I felt him stroking a part of me that left flickers of pleasure rising through all of my nerve endings.

He leaned down and pulled my nipple into his mouth again, and the paired pleasure had me keening aloud. I rocked to the movement as his fingers pressed back and forth inside of me and with every flick of his thumb I felt my whole body quiver. In that moment I felt true needy desire, and I had to follow the sensations to their completion. I grabbed at his back and dug into the tight muscles there with my fingernails, expressing to him without words that I was close. Then mere moments later my eyes shut as the bliss exploded into complete and utter rapture.

His hand cupped my chin and he devoured my lips in the most heated kiss we had ever shared. I needed him. Now. As if able to read my thoughts I felt him shuffle against me as he divested of the remainder of his clothing. I nibbled on his lower lip and cast my eyes open at half mast. I watched him as he unveiled the last of his clothing to me and felt heated all over again as his hardened length came into view. He scurried away and I almost whimpered until I saw that what he was pulling out of his wallet that he hid in the bedside table. "Awful sure of yourself, Dr. Davis."

His trademark smirk appeared on his face. "Just precautious and hopeful, Mai."

I reached out and caressed him as he opened the package, wrapping my small hand around his length. I was amazed at how he could feel so hard and yet also so velvety soft. He groaned when I squeezed him, and I was amazed that not only was he long but my hand couldn't quite close completely around him.

He pulled my hand away as he climbed back against my body. He pulled my hips up so my legs were wrapped around the back of his thighs. He took a deep breath as he obviously was trying to regain his composure. "I need you to relax as much as possible, Mai. It will be easier on both of us if you don't tighten up on me."

Then I felt the tip of him nudging me apart and the soft caressing sensation had me pushing upward, needing him inside me. He took his time following my body's instruction however. Pushing back and forth slowly entering me a few centimeters at a time. Then the pressure began to increase as he nudged a tight spot within me. He groaned for a moment then reached between us. He pressed his thumb against that bundle of nerves that he had stroked with such precision before and I moaned at his ministrations. Then he pushed into me further and I found myself an equal mixture of pleasure and pain.

He completely stilled himself, waiting to make sure I was okay. When I nodded he nudged back and forth within me. "Now this is bliss. " His voice was jagged and sharp, but I knew what he meant. The physical pleasure was astounding but I could feel our hearts and souls flirting with each other while we both met each other, riding the motions onward to completion.

His expression on his face changed and I somehow knew he was close. It made something inside me quiver in response. He reached between us and flicked that spot more and more rapidly. I felt myself wildly bucking against his hand and rocked back and forth against his length. When he grunted in completion I cried out as my own washed over me.

He got up to dispose of the condom. I watched his backside as he walked away and grinned. He was truly mine now. I was truly his, and there was nothing that the universe could do about it to take that connection away. He asked me what I was grinning at when he came back, and I shook my head. He climbed back into bed and pulled me into his arms. I pecked his lips. "I love you, Naru."

"I love you, too Mai." He closed his eyes and mine shuttered briefly after.

I was rapturously surprised to wake up to Naru situated between my thighs and bringing me to completion with his talented tongue. I took a few deep breaths before saying, "That's definitely one way to make sure I don't sleep in."

Naru began laughing against my pelvic bone before climbing up my body with the biggest smile I had ever seen on his face and shining in his eyes. "Then I will definitely make sure to be your personal alarm clock. Now, get out of bed and get in the shower."

I groaned but begrudgingly did as he asked. I was more than surprised when he came up behind me. "Are you joining me?"

"Oh yes. I have to do my part for the environment. Let's conserve some water." I found myself smirking at his uncharacteristic childish glee.