Illusion Flavour Fic Challenge Entry

by Feifu

Caramel: 10 Steps To Make Memorization A Breeze

Pairing: David x Kristina

Rating: NC-17

Warning: AU; lemon/smut (thus the rating); medical/anatomical terms you’d probably not normally encounter but am too lazy to provide endnotes to.

Disclaimer: Illusion is a story written by my dear friend, AnaBarton. You can find the main story, as well as original Illusion art (done by yours truly) at this site: All characters are purely fictional, and any resemblance to circumstances in real life is, as far as I know, are coincidental.

Step 1: Get A Partner.

David was having the most damnable time. His mind felt like it is about to burst. He massaged his forehead and felt exasperated with himself for not being able to memorize the various body parts he needed to know by heart before tomorrow morning’s Anatomy and Physiology pre-quiz. It didn’t help that he had only learned one chapter during the entire time he had been staying there at the local Starbucks, and it didn’t help that he still had to learn two more chapters before going home. The twins were having some of their classmates over at the house for a group project and would be using his computer since the twins’ was busted, so David knew he would not be able to concentrate there. He had opted to study at the café after Russell invited him earlier that evening. Thing was, Russ met a former female classmate he just had to ask out on a date with and left him alone in the café after 20 minutes.

He stood up, placed a YFC bookmark on the page he was on and closed his textbook. David came up to the counter and looked up at the menu, his mind still on his lessons. Absent-mindedly, he ordered, “A venti caramel macchiato, please…” and heard the person next to him say the same to the other cashier girl taking orders. He looked to his left and smiled. “Tin…”

Step 2: Explain The Situation To Your Partner.

“Thought you’d never see me,” Kristina chided, inclining her to the side and looking up at him. She saw the puzzled expression on his face and explained that she has just entered the café when she had apparently seen him approach the counter, and she had vainly tried to catch his attention.

“Sorry,” he apologized and scratched the back of his neck, all the while ruefully looking at her. “Was kinda lost in thought.” He glanced back at his table then back at Tin, and then saw that she had followed his gaze. She nodded understandingly and smiled. David watched her face light up with the smile and suddenly felt rejuvenated. “It does me good to see you.” He muttered under his breath.

“What was that?” she asked curiously. But before he could say anything, her attention was then diverted by the barista who was asking for her name.

David thankfully answered the same query from the girl at his cashier, added two walnut brownies and paid for his order and Tin’s.

“Thanks!” She had ordered her drink to go saying that she was merely taking a break from studying to get a coffee and that she was heading straight back to the dorm. “Wanna come over? You can study there. The landlady won’t mind,” she winked, “coz she actually likes you.”

He chuckled and shrugged. He wasn’t getting anywhere near finding enough concentration here at Starbucks. Maybe a change of scenery would do his mind good, so he said, “Sure, why not?” He asked the barista to change his order to go and when both of them had their food, David collected his things from the table and left with Tin.

Step 3: Find A Private Setting.

The car ride was short since Tin’s boarding house was merely a few blocks away from the café. David parked his car on the driveway, grabbed all his reading materials and followed Tin inside. The house was quiet since it was a Sunday night, the other boarders were probably out or asleep, he figured. The landlady was nowhere to be seen. Tin unlocked her room, turned on the ceiling light and entered.

He hesitated before entering Tin’s room. This was the first time he’d seen her room and he had to smile at how it reflected her personality. Ordered chaos was what it seemed; a Winnie-the-Pooh wall clock lost amidst pictures of her with friends and family hanging on the far wall along with posters and framed copies of her favorite paintings. Her small bookshelf was near to bursting with art books about watercolor, pastel, oil and acrylic painting; an easel with a half-finished landscape painting facing opposite the bookshelf. On the bed were half a dozen stuffed toys, mostly teddy bears of different colors. Soft curtains, carpet, and bedspread all in different shades of pink completed the room’s décor.

“Come on in, David.” She jumped on the single sized bed and turned her laptop on. “You can put your things on the table if you like.”

He hid taking a deep breath as he stepped inside the door. The room smelled of her cologne: sweet and refreshing like the smell of flowers in a summer’s breeze. He suddenly realized that it might not be such a good idea that he agreed to coming here. David had a sinking suspicion that his mind would be too busy thinking up of certain not-so-unpleasant ideas instead of focusing on his lessons.

David released his breath. He was already there. He can’t back out now without looking suspicious. Surely he had enough control over his own mind not to let it wander around in places he should not let it be wandering about in. Thinking about not thinking about those thoughts he knew he shouldn’t be thinking was waking something up in his anatomy that he knew he should not let Tin see awaken. He quickly collapsed on the only chair inside Tin’s room and dumped his things on his lap and groaned.

Tin chuckled at his groan, thankfully mistaking the meaning behind it. “I know you need to study a lot so I’ll just keep quiet okay?” she informed him smiling. He simply nodded, thanking God Tin hadn’t a clue that he wasn’t exactly worrying about his studies right now. Control, control, control… he chanted inside his mind.

Step 4: Relax

David arranged his books on the study table and started. He found that he couldn’t concentrate on what he was reading. He read the last paragraph over again and didn’t understand a single sentence. His gaze kept on going to the side where he could see Tin in his peripheral vision. She was sitting cross-legged on the bed, her laptop in front of her, busy typing away and not really minding him. He turned his head a centimeter to the side so he wouldn’t strain his eyes too much as he looked at her and thanked God yet again that he grew his bangs long enough that they hid his eyes from her. When Tin suddenly looked up from her monitor, he hurriedly turned his gaze back to his book and flipped a page.

Several more minutes later, David realized that he had been staring at the same paragraph while all the while imagining how Tin’s fingers gracefully touched her keypad. She had such long slim fingers, he thought, recounting how soft they were. He gave himself a mental shake and sighed in exasperation at himself. Control, control, control, control…

He heard Tin giggle and looked over at her. She was watching him, her hands hovering over the keypad interrupted in their work as their owner’s train of thought was arrested. “Having trouble?”

“Yeah…” he croaked, “a bit.” He smiled sheepishly and told her the truth, well, as much of the truth as he could tell her, “My brain’s not cooperating with me for some reason.”

“Maybe more caffeine would help?” she asked, gesturing to the cup of coffee he hasn’t touched. “Always a wake-me-upper.”

He laughed nervously and reached for his coffee. The hot bittersweet liquid touched his tongue and scalded it. In his surprise, he spilled the drink on himself as he tired to soothe his scalded tongue. He didn’t think the coffee would still be that hot!

“David!” Tin hurriedly stood up and tried to assist him by grabbing some paper towels and wiping the spilled liquid off him. “Are you all right?”

“Yeah…” he managed to say, conscious of her hand’s actions on his body. He really should hit himself on the head for thinking that Tin’s actions were beyond anything innocent. She’s only trying to help me, he told himself.

“You sure you’re all right?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Your shirt’s all wet coz of the coffee…”

“It’s all right; it’s not really a bother…” He took the paper towels from her hands and wiped the rest of the spill off by himself.

“Well, I’ve got that big basketball jersey I use to sleep in…” she motioned over to her dresser where said clothing was hanging on the handle. “You can wear that while I wash your shirt or something, if you don’t mind that I’ve already worn it?”

“Errr…” Wear something Tin slept in? Wear something she already wore? Wear something that was right next to her bare skin…

“Here,” she said, handing over the jersey, still on its hanger. David held it in his hands like it was some kind of ticking bomb about to explode. “Are you alright, David?”

“Eh?” Tin touched his shoulder in concern. When she did so, the contact felt like an electric shock went through him. He stood up, looking and feeling bewildered at himself.

“You can change in the bathroom,” she said when he stood. “It’s the first door to the left.”

He nodded, taking the jersey with him and retreating out of the room to collect himself.

Step 5: Decide Your Plan of Action.

“Found it?” Tin asked, poking her head out of her door.

“Yeah,” he called back to Tin weakly and entered the bathroom. David hurriedly groped for the light switch, turned the light on, and closed the door. He hanged Tin’s jersey on the back of the door and stared at it for several minutes.

To wear it or not to wear it?

Tin was right. He really didn’t like the idea of wearing a coffee-soaked shirt; he wouldn’t be able to concentrate with his shirt smelling like that, and he couldn’t go home yet since he doubted the twins were done with their work. His hands slowly touched the jersey and he lifted it from where it hanged. Even without lifting it near his nose he could already smell Tin on the damned shirt.

To wear it or not to wear it?

David turned the water on by the sink and splashed his face.

This shirt touched her in parts he only dreamed about, he thought. It had been right next to her skin. That smooth, creamy, lightly tanned soft skin…This was too good an opportunity to pass up, he decided, unzipping his pants and clutching at his already hard head.

David felt just about ready to peak when Tin’s knock on the bathroom door made him jump, “David? You alright in there?”

“Err,” he croaked, looking down at himself. “Yeah.”

“Hey, could you hand out your shirt so I could start the machine and have it cleaned now?”

“Ahhh… okay.” He rapidly washed his hands, removed the offending shirt off his back and opened the door to a crack to hand it over to her. “I could just wash it here; you know the stain’s not that bad…”

“What, and have you smelling like coffee gone bad the entire time? If I knew you as well as I think I do, you’ll never be able to concentrate on your lessons if that’s the case.”

Like he’ll be able to concentrate if he wore her jersey…

“It’s really fine, Tin…”

“Nonsense. It’s no big deal, I’ll just pop it in the washing machine a minute or two, then have the drier at it and it’ll be done in a jiffy.”

How to explain his dilemma to her?

“Oh, okay.”

She left with his dirty shirt, and David was left with the option of wearing the jersey or going topless.

Jersey it is.

Step 6: Open Up Your Mind To New Ideas.

He stepped out of the bathroom while Tin was just coming back from the laundry room. David saw her pause in mid-step and stare. He saw the hot gaze with which she raked over his entire frame before she could hide it with her usual, albeit somewhat tremulous, smile.

He also found himself staring right back at her. Tin had changed into a pair of shorts, perhaps to be more comfortable, she was in her own place after all, but the sight of her legs, which she rarely displayed, were a pleasant surprise to see. His traitorous mind imagined the feel of those legs wrapped around…

David visibly shook himself off the fantasy he was having and mirrored Tin’s smile feeling guilty about knowing that she had seen his face while he thought THAT way about her.

They bumped on the doorway back to Tin’s room. The contact made both of them jump apart. David felt a current pass through his entire body and concentrate itself on two parts of his anatomy: faintly on the spot where their shoulders brushed and more noticeably to nether regions of his body he was trying desperately hard not to think about.

David and Tin resumed their previous posts. David was glad yet again that the desk hid the source of his embarrassment. He really shouldn’t be thinking this way, especially since he needed to memorize all these lessons for tomorrow…

“Still having a hard time?” Tin asked, sounding somewhat husky. She was watching his pained facial expression, “Can I help in any way, David?”

The sound of her voice saying his name was a thrill. He nodded, “I guess I could use the help… I’ve never been really big on memorization.”

“What do you have to memorize?” she asked, closing her laptop and standing till she was hovering over him behind the chair, peering into his textbook. Having her so near was making him crazy. Her smell was making him dizzy with desire.

“Some medical terms,” he explained, trying to sound nonchalant as he gestured to the thick book in front of him. “Our professor has this habit of giving unannounced quizzes before discussing the topic so I have to be ready.”

She winced sympathetically and leaned closer, “How much more do you need to study?”

“Just the memorizing of the terms; I already understand the function,” he said breathing in her scent. As long as it was there, what else was he to do than be thankful the desk was still hiding parts of his body he did not wish Tin to see. “It’s just the terms that’s giving me the headaches.” So to speak…

“So,” she paused, eyeing him quizzically. “How can I help you?”

“Eh?” He met her eyes, “Don’t you need to finish your paper or something?” He figured he could give her one last chance to move away and escape from him before he tried out something that he was positive would make all his present aches go away. Something he had been wanting to do with Tin for a long time but had no enough confidence to try.

She waved her hand dismissively, “I don’t need to submit that till Wednesday.”

Step 7: Start The Drills.

“Ah,” David said, letting out a held breath. He had been hoping she’d something like that. He knew that this was going to be a gamble; but he could always stop and apologize later if she didn’t like the idea. Time to start. “Okay.” He said, looking back to his book then at her.

“I could be your model,” she said, striking a pose. “I find it easier to remember things when I associate a picture with them.”

“Same here,” he smiled at her enigmatically, that was almost what he was thinking, of course she probably had a different interpretation of that suggestion.

“So what do you have to memorize?”

“Muscles and bones.”

“Ehhh?! But aren’t there like hundreds of those?”

“Yeah…” he said, standing up and pulling her to the middle of the room. “But we’re only studying the more superficial muscle groups now so it’s not really that hard.”

“Oh okay,” she nodded and paused, “How do you want me to pose for you?”

“I need you to be in an anatomical position,” he informed her exactly how to be in such and began walking around her in circles, “Hold still okay?”

She nodded.

“Alright… Skeleton first?”

Tin gave him a thumbs up.

“Let’s do this, cephalo-caudal.” He said, seeming all business. “Cranial and Facial bones are,” David’s hand reached up and rested on the back of her head, “Occipital bone,” bringing her head closer to him, he leaned in and placed a chaste kiss on her temples, “Temporal and sphenoid bones” then going slightly higher, “Parietal bones,” then brushing away her bangs, placed another feathery light kiss on her forehead, murmuring, “Frontal bone.”

He kissed the bridge of her nose, “Ethmoid, lacrimal and nasal bones.” Going sideways, placed a kiss on both Tin’s now crimson cheeks, whispered, “Zygomatic.” Above her mouth, “Maxilla.” Her chin, “Mandible.”

Tin let out a ragged sigh when David stopped and stepped back. He met her eyes with a grin. He had kissed every part of her face except for her mouth. He didn’t want to touch that until later, much much later. This was just too fun.

Step 8: Keep On Practicing.

David watched Tin’s head roll to the side when he stooped down to place a light kiss on the back of her neck, reciting, “Backbone… the atlas, the axis,…” Tin felt goose bumps rise when he went lower, punctuating each bone name with a kiss. Then climbing back up, saying the names in reverse to the order he uttered them before, and still placing a kiss on each appropriate part. “Scapula… Clavicle…”

He was in front of her again, and Tin looked just about ready to burst. “Stop being such a tease already,” she pleaded. Seeing her looking like that and hearing such longing in her voice, David couldn’t help but acquiesce to her wishes. David finally captured Tin’s lips with his own.

They were softer than any part of her body he had just kissed. David watched as Tin’s eyes slowly closed as she began to focus on the warmth spreading throughout her body. David slowly deepened the kiss when he felt Tin angle her head so their lips would meet more firmly. Her lips parted on a sigh. He was becoming so tuned in to her gentle movements, that his lips parted when hers did and he caught her soft exhalation in his mouth. He lightly traced her lips with his tongue before slowly slipping it in her mouth. She tasted simultaneously bitter and sweet, like the coffee he spilt on his shirt. Oozing caramel with a hint of musk. She let out a small whimper and brought up her arms to wrap around his shoulders, trying to get closer.

David knew that the situation would immediately get out of his control if he continued on at this fast rate. He slowly pulled his head back from their kiss and watched Tin slowly open her eyes. She looked at him curiously, eyes asking why he had stopped.

“Those are just the bones of the head and torso,” he told her, waving a finger in front of her face, and playfully teasing, “I need to memorize parts from head to foot.”

“Head to foot?” she repeated dazedly. Tin’s brain was slowly realizing what David was saying. If he needed to memorize every skeletal and muscle of her body from head to foot and if he placed a kiss on every one of those body parts… She moaned but stepped back from him to resume her original position.

“Just one thing, Tin,” David said, before he carried on with his memorization drills that literally took Tin’s breath away. “I have to warn you that I’ll use my hands more often this time, okay with that?”

Step 9: Do things slowly but surely.

And David made sure that he was true to his word. He slowly divested her off her clothes, with the excuse that he would be able to feel the bones much more accurately without such cumbersome coverings. Tin had no compulsion to say no, still trying to regain her equilibrium after that kiss. She felt like she was floating amidst clouds.

David lavished as much attention to the bones in her anterior torso as he did with the dorsal portion. He did take a detour though, unable to resist the allure of those two soft globes that were Tin’s mammary glands. His hands cupped both, testing the skin turgor by pinching the soft domes through their thin brassiere. He reached behind and removed the bra, all the while watching to see if she would disagree with his actions. He promised himself one more time that he would stop if she indicated that she didn’t want to do this as much as he did. When Tin merely closed her eyes because of the sensation of his hands on her sensitive breasts, he continued. He kissed the lateral part of her left breast, trailing his mouth across the skin until he reached the cavity that formed her cleavage. Then David bestowed his concentration on the nipple of that breast, licking it till it hardened into a nub then taking it into his mouth and sucking hard till the breast was rock hard.

Tin moaned and almost collapsed. Her legs just wouldn’t support her anymore. David realized this and moved the two of them over to the bed while lavishing the same ministrations to Tin’s other breast. He lay her down on the edge of the bed and positioned himself by kneeling between her legs. Her arms went to his head, clutching his hair. She tugged up and David went as she wished, brushing his body against her naked torso making her groan and then swallowing that groan by seizing her mouth in an open kiss. His tongue darted in and tangled with hers. His hand wandered downwards, sliding inside the sexy shorts that oh-so-beautifully displayed her long legs until he felt her warm core.

Tin gasped when David’s hand brushed her clit. This was the first time she had ever let anyone touch her in such a private way and was surprised at herself when she didn’t recoil. The thought that it was David doing this to her, with her… she moaned, clutched him closer and angled her head in such a way that their kiss deepened. She wanted to feel his skin. Wanted to touch him the way he had been touching her. She ran her hands over his muscular arms and then slipped them inside the jersey to make a slow exploration of his back, all the while, pressing him ever closer to her, wanting to be as near him as possible.

David withdrew and Tin moaned, complaining about the loss his touch. He didn’t plan on stopping though, David just needed to get rid of his top. And the rest of her clothes. Sexy as the shorts were, David knew they had to go. They were on his way after all. He slipped the shorts off each leg, kissing every inch exposed to view as he lowered the piece of clothing. This he followed with Tin’s panty, then parting her legs to catch a view of her nether mouth. He smiled when he saw her blush as she leaned up to look at what he was gazing at.

He then bent over and closed his mouth on her clitoris, catching it between his lips then nipping it later with his central incisors. He heard Tin make a sound that was half moan and half yelp and grinned. He wasn’t done yet.

Going lower, he let his tongue dart into her opening, lapping at the wet discharge that was the result of his attentive ministrations. Tin’s hold on his hair became painful while he continued at this. She began to squirm. He saw her muscles try to clasp at something that wasn’t there.

David retreated a bit and watched her face. Tin was ready for him. More than ready. She was near the edge. But he couldn’t take her yet, not yet. Not without her verbal permission. He wouldn’t forgive himself if he took her without that. He had to have her permission.

“Tin?”

She looked at him through dazed eyes, her face full of longing and need to be sated, “David, please?”

“Do you know what you’re asking?” he asked her gruffly, “Are you sure?”

She nodded vigorously.

David removed his jeans, the final barrier separating them and placed himself near her entrance. She felt warm and inviting. He barely stopped himself from ramming hard into her. “There’s no going back after this, okay?”

She moaned at the feel of him being so close to where she wanted him. Arching her hips, Tin brought up her legs till they were wrapped around his waist, making him enter just a bit but not enough. She groaned, and cried, “David! Please!”

David needed no more permission than that. “This is gonna hurt a bit, hon,” he told her before plunging deeply in, feeling the thin barrier tear at his entrance. He froze as soon as she felt her jerk. He was determined to wait for her pain to pass before moving again. “Tin? You okay?”

“God… no, not really,” she sniffed, holding on to his arm.

David heard himself maddeningly ask, “Do you want me to get out of-”

“No!” Tin said, moving her legs inwards and jutting her upwards simultaneously so he went in deeper. She moaned.

“Does it still hurt, hon?” he asked, gritting his teeth. The sensation of being inside her felt too good that no word could ever describe it.

She shook her head, and David took that as a cue to start moving. He tried to be slow, to help build her up again, but she was too tight, felt too right that he found himself going in and out faster. Tin didn’t seem to mind as she moved to meet his every thrust taking him deeper than he intended.

David felt the tension building up till he felt like a dam trying to hold the ocean in. He knew he couldn’t keep this up longer. Then he felt Tin’s muscles quiver. Her whole body shivered while she clamped down on him, clasping his length in their tight but soft walls. He let himself finally go and join her orgasm. Then he collapsed on top of her, his shaft still inside her, too tired to move pull out. He lifted his head enough to kiss her forehead and he noted that Tin was fast asleep. He closed his eyes and lost all traces of consciousness.

Step 10: Repeat Exercises As Often As Possible.

David woke up with Tin’s breast in his mouth. He had apparently slipped down during their sleep. He grinned, remembering what they have done. He felt rejuvenated from the short nap and was ready for more action.

He woke Tin up by sucking at her breasts. Her nipples were firm pebbles when she woke, squirming to get closer.

“David?” she queried, looking at him through bleary eyes that had a hint of awakening desire.

“We’ve only covered the skeletal system,” he intoned lazily as he met her eyes. “I still have to memorize all the superficial muscles. You up to the task?”

At Tin’s answering moan, he returned to his drills with pleasure.

owari

A.N.

Putaragisan, alam nyo ba, habang sinusulat ko to nagb-blush ako?! My gods! Nahiya akong isulat ito, I felt like I was intruding on those two, seriously! I wanted to leave the room to give them some privacy except I can’t type if I did do so! Gosh! I kept looking over my shoulders to make sure no one’s reading what I was typing, never mind that everyone else in the house is asleep while I was writing this! Geeze! shivers

Anyways, on to James’ fic! Hopefully, he’ll be as cooperative as David was, considering my plans for him are rather on the torture-side… heheh 0 Yo! James! Here I come Huh?! San na yun nagpunta?!

feifu (November, 2004)