Set after XVII.
Warning: borderline M
"'Cause I can't take this pain forever
And you won't find no one that's better
'Cause I'm right for you"
Everyone in Polar Star dorm knows when the annual game of truth or dare is held, things could get pretty wild, including Yukihira Soma. And oh boy, how he lives for it.
"Make out with the person sitting in front of you for one minute." Alice rolls out the paper she drew from the dare jar before tossing it away, "How easy."
"Ooooh! Daigo you lucky dog!" Shoji elbows his dark haired friend furiously.
"Just try not to catch feelings because I'm such a great kisser." Alice flips her hair for Daigo, whose face is full of anticipation.
"I'll try not to."
So that's how she ends up crawling to his lap and sticks her tongue down his throat. People are cheering, fanning themselves, snapchatting how lusty they're getting, even drinking to that- both sure can't keep their hands to themselves.
And that's not the craziest thing tonight; After the gang gets over the oooohs on Alice's and Daigo's lip action, of course Shun has to take a belly shot off Ikumi, Isshiki (who cleared his schedule just to attend the "youthfully prestigious" event) running around campus with only fundoshi, which nobody thinks is a fair dare for him, Takumi giving Akira a lapdance, or how Yuki is forced to gulp down Soma's squid milkshake creation.
Yes, majority of them picks dare to make the night even more lunatic, but as Soma has mentally guessed, Erina picks to do truth- man, the fuck would happen to her if she was to draw the remove-three-article-of-clothing paper?
"Who is your first kiss? Do not leave out the explicit details." She reads the paper, and now she's a deer in the headlights.
All eyes are set on her. No more cheering, or booing. And of course the crimson shade scattered through her face excites the redhead- damn, he never thought the day Nakiri Erina tells a tale of that warm summer night where he took her first kiss in the pool would come so soon.
It was a memorable night, a little wild if he's asked, and he knows she realized it too with the way her amethyst eyes nervously divert to his direction once in a while. This will be fun, alright.
"It was Tsukasa Eishi."
Wait, what?
"Tell us more about it, Nakiri-san!" Ryoko shrieks. "I bet everyone wants to hear the story."
Aight, what the fuck is going on?
"I-It was after our first date. We were at the balcony of his apartment looking at the skyline, a-and then... it happened."
That ain't the real story! That's bullshit!
"Did you guys do the deeds right after?!" Yuki blurts out, but Megumi quickly signs her the that's-not-the-way-to-go hands.
"Th-That is absolutely out of the question, Yoshino-san! I have fulfilled my truth duties!" Erina fold her arms, clearly trying to avoid a certain redhead pissed off gaze, "Can we please move on to the next person?"
And when the party does, god knows what kind of witchery force Soma uses to display his most nonchalant face through the rest of the game. He's not even intrigued when Megumi is forced to challenge Ryo to a shokugeki on the spot, which he should be since things are getting somewhere outside that friendship line with her.
But then again; why does he feel this irritated?
Which is what he's going to find out the second Soma sees Erina alone in her old room just looking out the croaky window after the party's halfway over.
"Great party, eh?" He tries to sound as casual as possible when standing next to her.
"Huh? Oh, it's you." She responds, but quickly turning her head back out, "I suppose it is more interesting than last year."
Yeah, you tell me. "Y'know, for someone who doesn't know how to play truth or dare, you're pretty good at fitting into the crowd."
"What are you talking about? I do know how to play truth or dare! Didn't your blind eyes see me there?"
"I saw you, aight. I saw you telling a big fat lie right there."
She sighs as if she already saw this one coming, "Is this why you come here to my room?"
"Your old room. You don't live here anymore." Soma snaps. So much for keeping the rage in. "But I guess you decided to lie. Embarrassed to admit your first kiss' nothin' but a diner brat?"
"Yukihira, you are the first seat. It was in the past, and there's no use on bringing-"
"Aight, I see how it works; if it was in the past, it didn't happen for ya, right?"
When Soma sees Erina taking a deep, pissed off breath like she does when someone coated a fresh lobster with mountains of american cheese, he knows he's pushed that button.
"Alright." The blonde lifts her chin in defense, "J-Just- what do you want?"
"I wanna know. Did you forget about that night in the pool? Was Tsukasa-senpai a way better kisser than me that you decided to left me outta the picture?"
Now she points irritatedly, "Hey! You're the one who said it was a mistake! Are you angry because I was hiding the night you called a mistake from everybody?!"
Jesus, why in the fuckshit can't this girl understand?!
"But just because it was a mistake doesn't mean you can lie about shit like that!"
"Okay, why is this even bothering you so much?! What do you care about what I do or don't say?!"
"Nakiri, you're screaming." He drops a level of his tone when she rises hers. Though as expected of the haughty Erina, the girl doesn't care a tad.
"Do I look like someone you can control?! Just because you took away my seat and me being in a seat lower than you don't mean you're a better cook or-
"Nakiri, please." He says when he's pretty sure her voice can probably be heard through the entire dorm.
"Hey! Don't you dare cut me off! You have no right to-"
Damn, does she always have to be this close when she's yelling?
"Oi, Nakiri!"
"No! I am not going to be that person you can consider someone below you, and-"
It happens really fast- and out of his control, but when Soma finds himself cupping her face and having their lips crashed, all he can hear is a gasp on Erina's end before she reciprocate his kiss and turning it into a primal frenzy. Soft lips are nibbled, tongues snaking in and out, chests are bumped, it's all far cry from the word gentle, and each second gets more carnal with her slim fingers tangled through his red hair and her back against the window.
He kisses her like her lips are made from the oxygen and her skin is its particle. He always want more. He's always in need of the feeling of her supple skin against his hot palm, and when he finds her leg feebles, he takes the initiative of catching it by the thigh.
That moan of hers- he swears it could even make a dead man intoxicated.
Damn, his fogged up head. Damn his damned fingers that move in accords to his own gusto- he doesn't even know they've roamed a little too far between her thighs until Erina swats his figure away, but what really jolts him is that stinging heat coming harshly from her palm.
Ouch.
"What the hell were you thinking?!" She manages to bark even with that lust-heaved, cherry red face. Even Soma can barely stand up straight.
"Shit, I thought you-"
"Do not even think that I'll do such a favor for someone who thinks with their dick."
Double ouch.
That Erina sure knows how to shut him up, alright. And he knew better than to let her fled away like this without a word of explanation of how fucked up he is.
But first, he has something to explain to the one that stops Soma's track in the middle: the blue-haired girl that has seemed to be standing on the edge of the stair for a while.
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