It was the first concert or show that he had ever been to. The lights were shining on the stage, the entire room was darkened to make the performer stand out even more, not that she didn't stand out to begin with, she was amazing.
Yumemi was definitely an excellent singer. Her voice was soft and she sung like an angel, her dance routine was well choreographed and in time with the music. Overall it was a hundred times better watching her live than it was on the internet.
He could see her drive and passion from where he was sitting, and it was really great to see it first hand. Although he wasn't sitting near the front, in fact, he was sitting all the way at the back on his own because everybody else wanted to be as close to Yumemi as possible, but he didn't mind, he could see everything from where he was just fine.
Yumemi was singing her final song of the show, and everyone was enjoying it. The crowd was dancing along, which he recalled Yumemi being annoyed by, but he was quietly singing along at the back of the auditorium, swaying side to side in tune with the music.
"She really is amazing, isn't she?" A female voice asked from next to him, taking a seat next to him. "I've always wanted to see her succeed at being an idol, and then she'll become a world famous Hollywood actress like she's always dreamed of being."
The girl who sat next to him had brown hair in a ponytail going over her right shoulder with green eyes and glasses. She was wearing the Hyakkaou Academy uniform, except her skirt went down to her knees instead of her thighs like most other girls in the school, giving her a very modest look.
"I don't want to sound rude, but who are you?" Yuuto asked. "I don't think we've met before."
"Of course, I don't believe we have." She adjusted her glasses. "My name is Saori." She introduced herself. "I'm Yumemi's manager."
"Oh right, she talked about you a few times." He remembered Yumemi mentioning her a few times before. "She said you're very important to her career and she also appreciates how supportive you are with her."
"Let me get one thing straight." Saori looked super serious now, glaring hard at him. "If you in any way jeopardise Yumemi's chance at becoming a Hollywood actress, I will not hesitate to get rid of you completely. Yumemi has worked so hard to get to this position, and I will not allow a boy to get in between her and her dream."
Instead of being intimidated like Saori expected, he simply smiled at her. "I can see you're also very invested in Yumemi's dream." He deduced correctly. "Don't worry. I have no intention of getting in Yumemi's way, in fact, I'd like to offer her all my help and support if she requires. I think she could definitely become an actress in the future. Her voice seems so magical, people will definitely love her."
Saori was confused now, she expected him to want to take advantage of Yumemi in some way, whether it be emotionally or financially, but he didn't seem like he would do that at all, not on first impressions anyway.
"Hmm, Yumemi was convinced that you would say something like that." Saori pushed her glasses further up her nose. "My threat still stands though. Don't get in her way and we'll be just fine with each other."
"No problem. I wouldn't dream of it." He smiled at her, then noticing that the music had come to a stop. "Is that the last song?" He asked a little sadly. "I was enjoying it so much though."
"Thank you so much to everyone who came to watch the show today!" Yumemi thanked the crowd from the stage, posing a little in her outfit. "I had a great time performing for you all, and I hope you all enjoyed the show!"
The entire crowd below Yuuto and Saori erupted into cheers and roars of approval. Shouts for an encore were also being yelled from the fan club members in attendance.
"I'm sorry, I don't have time for an encore today." Yumemi apologised. "But I will have a brand new song next time to make up for it, how does that sound?" The guys definitely liked that offer, cheering and whistling in approval. "Great! Until next time guys!"
Yumemi raised her hand to her face and kissed it, aiming it up to where Yuuto was and blowing him a kiss from down below, winking at him with a smile as she bowed one last time before leaving the stage.
"Huh." Saori mumbed. "Nevermind, come with me." She instructed him. "Yumemi wants to see you in her dressing room. She didn't say why, but I assume she wants to talk to you about something."
"Okay." He nodded, standing up to follow Saori to Yumemi's dressing room, wondering what his idol friend could want from him.
Luckily for them, nobody was crowding outside of her dressing room, it seemed that her fan club hadn't gotten out of the auditorium yet, that or they had gained some respect for personal space, which was unlikely given how they acted when he first met Yumemi.
In the time that it had taken them to go from the top of the auditorium and into the dressing room, Yumemi had changed out of her outfit and back into her uniform, though her blazer was unbuttoned, she wasn't wearing the flower where her tie woukd be, and one of her legs was bare while she pulled up one of her white thigh high socks.
"Ah, thank you for bringing him Saori." Yumemi looked up once her sock was all the way up her thigh.
"Of course." Saori bowed a little. "Is there anything else that I can do for you?"
"Actually..." Yumemi trailed off a little. "Would you mind going out and getting me and Yuuto some ice cream?" She requested. "I know it's a silly request, but we both love some good ice cream."
"I can do that." Saori nodded, writing down the flavours that the two wanted on her notepad. "I'll be back in about twenty minutes then."
"Actually Saori, the ice cream shop close to here sucks." Yumemi spoke up, pulling her other white sock onto her right foot. "I know it's a lot to ask, but could you go across town for it?"
"I can, but it'll take significantly longer." Saori acknowledged her request. "It'll be maybe an hour until I get back, will that be alright?"
Yumemi glanced to Yuutowho was standing around a little awkwardly, smiling at him as she did so. "We can wait."
Saori left the room shortly after, leaving the two alone together. Pulling her sock all the way up her right thigh, Yumemi patted the spot next to her on the couch, indicating that she wanted Yuuto to sit next to her.
When he did take the seat next to her, Yumemi let out a loud sigh, shuffling closer to him and leaning her head onto his shoulder.
"What's wrong?" He immediately asked her. Noticing that she seemed either upset or stressed about something. "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine. Just a little stressed." She assured him, bringing her legs up to the couch, crossing them over each other. "Performing constantly is taking its toll on me, I think I need a way to take care of the stress."
"Maybe you could go get a massage?" He suggested to her. "I've read that it it helps reduce the tension in your muscles and helps relax you. Have you ever thought about trying something like that?"
"I did, but the only good one in town is run by some creepy guy that knows who I am." She told him. "It's a 'family run' business, so there's no girls there to give me a massage." She sighed out.
"Besides..." She trailed off, lifting her head from his shoulder and leaning her chest into his arm. "I had another idea on how I could relieve some stress."
"Oh, really?" He asked, a little surprised with the tone she had used, pressing herself into him with a slight sultry tone to her voice. "W-What did you have in mind?" He stuttered a little, now realising what she could be suggesting.
"You know, we haven't actually known each other for that long." She started off with, moving her body to face him on the couch. "But we've been talking an awful lot, and I feel that I know you very well. You look past the fact that I'm a bit two faced, and I actually really appreciate that."
"Well I can't judge because I'm not in your position." He replied. "Like I said before, I don't think I could deal with all those fans as well as you do. Even if you secretly hate them, you still make the effort to look like you love your fans in public, which I'm sure means a lot to them."
Yumemi smirked a little, a devious one to be precise. "I see... then you won't be needing these." She told him, pulling off his let tag and starting to remove his collar. He tried to stop her, but she caught his hand in hers. "Kirari isn't here, and unless you're going to rat me out, I'm certainly not going to tell her."
"O-Okay." He nodded a little nervously, allowing her to take off his collar and set it on the arm of the couch next to his pet tag. Once she had done that, she proceeded to start unbuttoning his blazer, getting it undone and sliding it off his shoulders and down his arms, tossing it on top of his collar and tag, hanging off the side of the couch.
Manoeuvring herself towards him, she swung a leg over his thighs, taking a seat on his lap and straddling, his crotch dangerously close to hers as her short skirt threatened to reveal everything to him.
"Here, let me..." She whispered, her fingers now undoing his tie and taking it off, then moving to the buttons of his shirt, undoing them one by one from the top down, pulling it apart and untucking the white cloth when she reached the bottom.
"Not bad, but you could definitely use a little muscle here." She commented, running a hand down his bare chest and stomach. "There's a gym in school, use it to keep yourself fit, you might gain some stamina if you do."
"W-Wait, Yumemi." He stopped her from going down any further with her hands. "Kirari said I had to tell her about anything I did with other girls first, she won't be happy if she finds out."
Yumemi took his face into her hands, angling it upwards to look at her. "Then let's make sure that she doesn't find out about this then." Leaning down, she pressed her lips against his, moving them softly to start with, feeling him kissing her back and no longer protesting was a good thing.
She detached their lips for a moment, using the time to catch her breath for going in again, catching his upper lips between hers, softly sucking and nibbling on it in short intervals, feeling his hands rest on her hips, keeping her still as she sat atop him.
Yumemi took her hands off his face, but kept kissing him, pushing deeper and harder into the kiss as she took her blazer off too, throwing it to the side and beginning to unbutton her shirt, revealing her white lace bra and flat, toned stomach to him.
Shrugging the shirt off, Yumemi pulled his shirt off next before tangling her hands in his hair, pulling and tugging on his dark locks, tilting his head to the side so their noses didn't clash during their heated liplock,
Though one thing was certain for Yumemi, she could feel something growing below her, and the way he was shifting his hips, he was either embarrassed or didn't want her to know, which was cute to be fair to him, but she didn't want him running away from his instincts.
Rocking her hips down against his, she felt the bulge in his pants yet again and felt him gasp into the kiss, giving her the perfect opening to slip her tongue into his mouth, turning the heated kiss into a hot and sloppy one, exchanging saliva with him as their tongues met, tasting each other very thoroughly as they did.
Continuing to grind her hips against his, she moved her kisses to his neck, relishing in the soft moans and whispers he was giving out. Sucking and biting on his neck, his moans were getting louder, but he was stifling them by biting his lip, feeling a little embarrassed about letting out moans like that.
"Yuuto... I want you to do something for me." She breathed out, lifting herself off of him a little, reaching down under her skirt and pulling her white panties down her legs, taking it off one leg at a time before setting it down next to them.
"Y-Yumemi! I-I-" He tensed up, frozen on the spot after she kept herself hovering above him, using her knees to keep herself situated above him. "You- we-"
"Shh." She placed a finger onto his lips, silencing him. "If you trust me, give me your hand."
Reluctantly he did so, he did trust her to be honest. She was nice and sweet to him, something he liked a lot about her, so he gave up control of his right hand to her.
Guiding his hand down and under her skirt, Yumemi helped him start to touch her, using her hand to help him move over the surface of her aroused lower lips, feeling the slight wetness herself as she eased his hand into it.
Gently grabbing onto one of his fingers, she carefully slid it inside of her core, allowing herself to get used to the feeling before helping him move his hand. He was so tense and flustered, if she wasn't craving some pleasure right now, she would have found it extremely cute.
Glancing up to look at him, she saw his face turned away, his cheeks flushed a dark red colour, his mouth hanging open slightly as he constantly breathed in and out, his heart beating at a thousand miles an hour at this point in time.
As gently as she could, Yumemi turned his head with her free hand, resting her forehead against his, her fingers gliding through his hair and getting a good grip, keeping him in place and looking deep into his eyes, keeping direct eye contact with him.
She continued to guide him down below, silently instructing him to move his hand in and out until she felt he could carry on by himself. When she let him work on his own, her other hand went to his bare back, sliding it up and down his spine, gently scratching him with her nails now and again.
Gulping down the lump in his throat, Yuuto ignored the throbbing in his pants and tore his gaze away from her blue eyes, looking down to where his wrist disappeared beneath her short skirt, rocking it back and forth as he moved his finger inside of her.
"You can add more fingers you know..." Yumemi informed him, breathing a little heavily onto his face. "It's not a single digit hole you know, but don't go straight to five, I'll hit you if you do."
"A-Alright then." He stuttered a little, adding his middle finger to the mix, gently pushing it in all the way and holding it until she nodded against his forehead softly, her open palm grasping at his back when he started moving them again, speeding up a little to where he could feel the liquids acting as a lube now.
Yumemi adjusted her position a little, offering herself to him a little more, making it slightly easier for him to finger her, his movements continuing to be a little slow, but she could definitely feel something building up, maybe with a little more direction he could make something happen.
"Use your palm at the top of my vagina." She instructed him suddenly. "There's... a nerve there, if you touch it enough it'll make me climax."
He barely knew anything about female anatomy, so he was trusting her to direct him propely with this. He obeyed her instructions like a good little let, using the bottom of his palm to brush the top of her pussy, hitting wet and dry skin in the process, adjusting his position a little until he felt her physically shiver, which told him that he had done something right.
"Oh god..." She moaned a little as he brushed her clit, continuing to stimulate it every so often, she was getting close, just a little bit more was needed.
"Curve your fingers inside of... me." She stopped halfway through to let out a small moan. "Start rubbing the wall, you'll know when you do it right."
Nodding dumbly against her forehead, still connected to his, though her eyes were now closed, fully focused on feeling instead of seeing now.
Yumemi's hips suddenly jerked a little when he started rubbing her inside walls, moving both hands to his shoulders to keep herself steady now, digging her fingers into his flesh as he continued to stimulate her.
"Shit, that feels... oh god..." She trailed off, it was coming, very quickly, especially since he had figured out what was making her noan the loudest. "Shit! I- Yuuto, you're-" She stopped talking, her eyes widening, digging her nails into his shoulder blades as her walls clamped down on his fingers, finally orgasming thanks to him.
"Fuck!" Her scream was short, but only because she was holding it back, truthfully she wanted to let out a loud and long groan of pleasure, but she didn't want his ego to be boosted. It was his first time near a girl in this position, it was painfully obvious, and the last thing he needed was to let it go to his head.
Coming to a stop, Yuuto pulled his fingers out, which were wet and sticky, to be honest, he didn't really want to taste it, it looked a little disgusting to be honest.
Grabbing onto her hips to steady her body, he subtly wiped his fingers on her skirt, trying to ignore his throbbing erection, which was getting to a painful level now. He had just made a girl climax on his lap, how could he not be hard right now?
Breathing heavily, Yumemi leaned towards him and brushed the hair away from his forehead, leaning in to kiss his forehead, letting her lips rest there for multiple seconds before kissing him on the cheek a few times, moving to the other one and then finally a short and sweet kiss on the lips, finally getting off of him and sitting next to him, both of them sweating slightly and both half naked.
"You were actually alright." She spoke up, finally getting her breath back and speaking before he could ask the inevitable question. "You had no experience, but you actually made me climax, with my help of course, but it's better than I thought you would do."
"Thanks I guess?" He posed it as more of a question. "I didn't have a clue as to what I was doing, so thank you for guiding me."
"Well you wouldn't have gotten anywhere without my help." She giggled a little. "You can definitely improve though. Though I don't have any condoms on me, otherwise I might have considered having sex with you."
"Well, isn't it a little early for that?" He asked. "I know we just did... that, but isn't sex a little too far for now?"
"I'm torn now with that response. If Saori was here, I'd ask her to go get some condoms for me." She told him. "You're so cute sometimes. I definitely want to see you in the early stages of sex, it probably won't be good at all, but I could at least see you flustered a lot more."
He looked away from her, blushing up a storm as he did so, but he had a little confidence left, so he decided to use it.
Grabbing one of her hands, he placed it onto the left side of his chest, where his heart was. "Can you feel it?"
She could feel it, it was hammering at his ribcage, beating at a million miles an hour probably. "What are you trying to say?"
"I-I... I like you a lot Yumemi." He admitted a little shyly. "I know that I'm Kirari's pet, but I was wondering if well... you know... we could-"
She had enough of his cute stuttering and slammed her lips onto his own, giving him the answer to the question he didn't even get to ask.
