A rattle of the window and her heart would jump. She would crawl out of bed, close her bedroom door fully, and push open the curtain to make sure it was him.
She would unlock the window once he flashed a goofy grin, and the teen would crawl in, quietly as possible and careful not to leave a footprint on her desk. His shoes and jacket would come off, and her mouth would meet his. Hearts thumping, the two would crawl into her twin bed, the boy facing his host, holding her as close as possible. Chocolate-brown hair would puddle on the pillow as one hand would find its way to Yusuke's face, the other slipping under his shirt to graze his stomach. Hands glided down the curve of her spine, grasping at Keiko's backside. Often times, a squeak would be suppressed from the girl, the utmost care taken not to wake her unsuspecting parents. A kiss usually helped quiet her, though lips would find their way down the girl's neck, Yusuke unclasping her pajama top to kiss her collarbone, making his way to two inviting pink-tipped breasts. Depending on how how shy Keiko felt that day, she would allow him to continue./p
The two would continue exchanging urgent kisses, until one of the teens pulled away, slowly, to let the other hold them. More often than not, Keiko ended up in her boyfriend's embrace, feeling his breath on her neck, calm and soothing. The first dim light would crawl over the skyscrapers in the distance, Yusuke's signal to part.
A swift motion would throw his jacket onto his shoulders, followed by several soft kisses. He would tell the girl to try to sleep while she could, and with one last kiss, put on his shoes and hop out the window.
One day, I'll sleep with you next to me. You'll be there when I wake up.