I don't think I'll ever get used to being here.
.. I'll definitely never get used to being here at night, alone.. In her room.
Reina-chan's parents are out again, and she invited me over. Last time, I played her trumpet a little.. And then she asked me to stay the night. And I did! Though, ehehe, it was definitely one of the most nerve-wracking nights of my life so far.
Right now, we're lying on her bed. The lights are off, but the gentle moonlight pours in like it did the last time, illuminating the edge of her covers. I can smell her scent on her pillow—tonight it's a mixture of her shampoo and some kind of flower.. Orchid? Hm. I don't really know flowers well.
We're facing each other, and I can see her features in the glow of the night. I'm glad, because I absolutely love looking into her eyes. They're so stunning, and not a day goes by that I'm not thankful that they're looking my way most of the time.
Her hands move up, she brushes—"R-Reina-chan…!?"—she brushes up against my s-stomach, but I..
"I just want to feel," she whispers. "Tell me to stop if you don't like it."
And she wasn't lying, her fingers were only grazing along my bare stomach. She wasn't doing anything too forward. Still, the feel of her heated touch against me, I can't help but feel a small fire lit within my being.
I huff. "It's.. It's not that I don't like it."
She shifts closer to me, pressing her legs against mine, snaking her arms around my waist this time. "Then what?"
"… I get to do the same, right?"
Now it was my turn to roam. Although, I sounded really confident when I said that, my hands are shaking like crazy. But I persist, sliding my unsure hands up gingerly to familiarize myself with her skin.
Her breath hitched.
. . .
Wait, what? Her breath hitched? And her face is bright red… Ohoho, now I see.
I trail my touch around to the small of her back, making tiny circles on her skin playfully. Moving them upwards, I can feel the soft bulge of muscles on her back—all that standing and sitting up straight from band practice really does wonders, I guess—and my fingers ghost over the material of her bra latch. My hands stop there though, because just feeling that bit of clothing makes my heart skip, I-I can't really take it too much. Putting my hands back on her waist, I lean in closer, taking advantage of her vulnerable state and trail butterfly kisses from the shell of her ear, all the way down to her neck..
Her arms suddenly move up and pull me into a tight hug. I stop my actions and hug her back, though I'm a little confused.
"Ah.. Reina-chan? What's wrong? I'm sorry. Did I, did I go too far?" I ask in a hushed tone, though I don't think I really pushed over too many boundaries.
Her hug tightens, and I feel her nod into my shoulder with vigor. Oh. Oops. I guess I did. I'm surprised, because Reina-chan always seemed like the more aggressive one, but perhaps given the situation, she's feeling a little too…? Mm.
I let out a quiet laugh and return the hug with more fervor. "You're too cute," I nuzzle my face into her shoulder this time, "I just want to hold you forever."
I hear a muffled sentence from her, but I couldn't hear. "What was that?"
She picks her head up and looks me dead in the eye, her lilac gaze stifling, making my heart race at the mere sight of it. "Then do it."
