Hyouka: Vanilla Sunday
Rating: MA
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Box of Happiness (5)
Houtarou sat quietly, entranced by the midsummer sky filled with more stars than he could count. Living somewhere rural had its charm like the one he was witnessing. It may not be as impressive as some pictures he's seen like ones showing the milky way, but to see an immense starry sky with his own two eyes moved his soul or a small part of it at least. That's the best he could describe the feeling. Like an art enthusiast seeing a masterpiece, or an athlete achieving a world record, something about the night sky in its glory struck him deep down, or—again—that's what he would like to think.
But that was just a distraction from the reason why he was up so late in the middle of the night. Even if it was for a brief moment, it did give him solace until he heard a timid voice call out his name, "Oreki-san, are you still there?"
He swallowed his sigh, hesitating to respond because how absurd the situation seemed. Anyone could argue it's something that would happen in a romantic comedy manga or anime.
"Oreki-san? Please answer, y-you're still there, right?" Eru's voice cracked, "You promised to wait, you promised!"
"Yes, I'm still here Chitanda." Houtarou replied to stop her from panicking. "I don't mean to rush you but are you almost done?"
Ridiculous but understandable, There was no one Houtarou could blame except happenstance. An abrupt nature call at night woke him, luckily he remembered where the toilet was but to think that both Chitanda and him would need to heed the call at the exact same moment. Coincidence? Maybe, but that's the only thing he could accept because the alternative was to accept some grand chest master of fate carefully lining up the pieces of his so called life with intent.
"I'm sorry! I'm almost... just... don't try to listen, okay!?"
And it was confirmed to Houtarou, girls or at least this one is self conscious about taking care of her business. But to be honest, anyone would if they had the opposite gender close enough to listen. Just the thought of it made it difficult for him to go earlier. As a gentlemen, he tried to let her go first but she vehemently insisted that Houtarou should take the first turn. It was only when he tried to relieve himself that the sudden pressure made his gut tense up.
The thought of a girl within earshot of his business. Every time he was ready to drain the lizard, his innards would go taut, obstructing any and all flow. He almost had a cold sweat, wrestling with the pressure of a person's presence and another building up in his bladder. A horrid experience to say the least and glad that it was behind him. But to think that Chitanda might be going through the same hardship. Houtarou did tell her that he would be down the hall to wait, in hopes that would remove any sort of stress. She politely asked for him to wait a few steps away from the door, but why wait someone might ask?
If they were there to experience what the Chitanda residence and their guests experienced, it would be understandable. A seemingly crazed man trespassed within the small estate, nearly set the property ablaze, and violently confronted its inhabitants. Being alone at any time would probably make anyone apprehensive and cautious to say the least after such an occurrence.
"Y-You're still there, yes?"
"I'm still here." Replied Houtarou, using his hand to cover a yawn. "If it's too much trouble I can-"
"I'm almost done! Just, Just give me a few more minutes!" Chitanda panicked at the thought of being left alone. She knew she was being irrational but the anxiety from what happened earlier wouldn't fade. And to ask Oreki of all people to wait just beyond a wooden door. A thin door where sound could easily escape through, it took every ounce of willpower she could muster or else she would be stuck on the porcelain throne till the sun was up.
Houtarou could only hope that Chitanda could push through the adversity of the night. But as he was about to recline onto his back, he heard the shrill rush of water and another that could be none other than the faucet. With a clack, the door opened and light from the restroom illuminated the hall before being promptly turned off.
She gingerly poked her head through the door crack before stepping out. They avoided eye contact, already mentally stressed as it was. But staying in the hall in silence could only be endured for so long, and so Houtarou spoke.
"Um... I think... we should go back to sleep?" He barely pieced his sentence together, and Chitanda nodded in reply. But as he was heading to his room, it was hard not to notice something painfully out of place.
After entering the guest room he was using for the night, Chitanda stood by the open door. A part of him wanted to simply shut the shoji door but couldn't. His gut told him he would sorely regret that decision in many, many ways, but his better judgment still wrestled with him to no avail.
"Um... good nigh-..." He froze mid-sentence, seeing her eyes narrow. And like it was the most natural thing, he silently stepped aside, permitting her passage without any resistance. Scratching his head, he closed the door, feeling more than a little nervous knowing where this was leading into.
He turned to see Chitanda peel back the thin blanket to make room and knelt atop the futon. Houtarou gulped feeling like he's seen something similar in a TV drama somewhere. He shook anymore nonsense out of his head and walked over to the futon as well. Not knowing what else to do, he sat down next to his pillow and crossed his legs. A minute passed without a single word spoken... and another... then another. Was it him or did it feel hotter than normal tonight? His clothes felt a little damp with sweat or was that just his skin?
"It's, uh... summer nights have gotten hotter, huh?" Unable to bear the silence any longer, Chitanda finally spoke up. "Nights like these, it's kind of hard to sleep with a blanket. I sometimes wake up sweaty and end up taking a bath in the morning."
"Y-Yeah, though I don't know about taking a cold shower in the morning even if I am sweaty. Sometimes I just sleep without a shirt when it gets too hot."
"Huh? You sleep with no shirt?" She had a shocked expression.
"What? You've never slept without a... oh, right... sorry." He looked at her one piece nightgown, nearly making another thoughtless comment. But the face she showed made it obvious she was somewhat jealous of his freedom to forgo any sleepwear.
"Then, you've always slept without a shirt when it's hot? It must be nice being a boy." Her eyebrows furrowed with a grumble. "And so... are you sweating right now?"
"Huh?" The strange question made Houtarou freeze.
"See?" Eru reached out to touch the hairline above his forehead and made him notice his bead of sweat. "It's a little dark but I can still see a little thanks to the moon. Oh, you do feel a little hot."
Only if she knew, Houtarou could feel his whole body heating up as his heart rate jumped as if he finished a sprint. Not only was his body perspiring because of the heat but also from of his nerves. Despite that, he kept it together, bottling everything up inside, but didn't know how much more pressure he could take.
"Are you okay? You're not feeling feverish are you?" It seemed a little too strange to Eru. Both of them were obviously a little sweaty from the heat but his temperature felt hotter than hers. Were boys' temperature always higher than girls? She was about to ask but then noticed his red face and realized her hand was still touching his face. She quickly pulled it away as if she burned herself.
"I-I'm sorry! I wasn't..." She didn't know what excuse to make as her face began to glow.
And once again, silence returned. Maybe she should have kept going she wondered but didn't have the nerve now after the way she flinched. She tugged at her collar, trying to pull some cool air under her clothes but it wasn't enough. Then an idea struck her. It was embarrassing but perhaps the best way to get things progressing. All she needed was to gather enough courage to do it. Playing with the hem of her gown, her fingers fumbled around half willing.
"Sorry Chitanda." Houtarou suddenly spoke before grabbing the bottom of his shirt. She covered her open mouth as he ripped his shirt off first and let out a deep groan. She crawled backwards a few inches, scared yet excited, trying to figure out what was happening.
"I can't take it anymore." The suggestive phrase sent her mind abuzz. She thought he was getting ready to pounce until he began to wipe his face. "Sorry but I can't bear this heat any longer."
Eru stared wide eyed as he wiped sweat from his neck and chest, knowing her imagination went wild for a moment. She should have known better that Houtarou wasn't the assertive type and understood that she had to push him until he was cornered. She clenched her teeth, not wanting to be stuck like this all night. While he wasn't looking she quickly pulled up her gown and the air felt cool on her sweltry skin.
"Hah... why is it so hot tonight?" Eru wondered, feeling her damp skin tingle and the small measure of relief it gave her. She never felt so free from the heat, having to bear many uncomfortable night in her stuffy gowns.
"Wha-, Chitanda, what are you doing?" Now it was his turn to stare but a brief moment as Chitanda quickly covered her chest, remembering she didn't wear a bra tonight.
"Did you see...?"
"Y... No, I didn't see." Houtarou barely corrected himself while turning his head.
"Liar." But her word figuratively stabbed and made him flinch.
"You suddenly pulled your shirt or... gown... you pulled your clothes off all of sudden, that's not my fault!" What was she thinking Houtarou wondered. Suddenly exposing herself like that. He knew it was hot enough for him to do the same but never thought any girl would strip, too. Quick, maybe if he puts his shirt back on, just maybe she'll do the same. Yeah, that sounded like a good plan.
He reached for his shirt but found it absent. Where did it go? It was right next to him a moment ago.
"Wow, did your shirt get a little heavier?" Eru held the shirt up and could see some large spots of sweat in the dimly lit room.
"H-Hey, give that back!"
He threw his arm forward to snatch it, but Eru was quicker. She turned with a flick before noticing she had to cover up and used his shirt. Houtarou glared at her, forced up onto a knee and feet. However, she didn't make it easy, twisting her whole body around only in her underwear made it uncomfortably difficult not to pause and stare or else he'd have to hunch over to hide something else.
Time was of the essence. He needed it back quick to get things back to normal, but Eru giggled as he missed again and again by a hair's breadth. It was starting to turn ridiculous as he stooped over her to retrieve his borrowed article, but she enjoyed it as if they were playing a game. With him looming above, Eru tried to crawl away, trying her best not to giggle at his expense but failing.
"Can you give it back already?" He was doing his best to keep his voice down while chasing after her. There! He finally snagged a corner of the shirt.
"No! I can't cover myself. I need your shirt."
He stopped pulling, unable to counter her logic and had to think for a second.
"Then cover yourself with your gown."
"I don't have it. You need to go get it."
"Oh no, I'm not letting go or else you might try to run again."
"Maybe, but staying stuck like this doesn't look very good for you."
"Ugh..." He was nearing his wit's end. Here he was trying to rip, er, retrieve his shirt back but that was the only thing keeping Eru half decent. "Grr... then how about this?"
Houtarou slipped behind her and tried to yank the shirt up and down out of her grip.
"H-Hey! Stop!" She could feel her balance failing.
"Then let go. I can't see anything from here."
"Mm! No." For some reason, what he said irritated her.
"Why?!" With no choice, he pulled harder against her stubbornness. "Just. Let. Go. Already."
"No, then use my clothes to cover yourself."
"What? There's no way I can do that."
"N... Not my problem."
That was the last straw, he didn't know what got into her to act so strange but he wasn't about to take it any longer. Taking a sharp breath, he pulled with what remaining strength he had but underestimated hers. Since she refused to let go, Houtarou lifted her up off her feet.
"W-Wait, what are you doing?" She nearly yelped.
Surprised by the sudden weight he was lifting, Houtarou tried to gain a better balance but slipped on the blanket and futon. And with a thump, he landed hard on the floor.
"Sorry, are you alright?" At the last second, he tried to catch her and wrapped his arms around her.
"Yes, I think I'm... !" Eru gasped at the feeling on her chest.
"What's wrong? Does it hurt somewhere...!" Soft and supple yet bursting in his palm, his fingers were wrapped around her breast. For a few seconds, he couldn't think of anything except for how they felt clasped under his grip, bristling tensile flesh sticking to his skin. The sensation felt so good, he squeezed on instinct and made her yelp, but that brought him back to his senses.
He knew he had to pull his hand away but part of him resisted as he slowly peeled his fingers, but something stopped him. Another pair of arms jealously kept his palm close to her heart.
"H-Hey, Chitanda?" He was frozen, not knowing what to do or think.
"I... don't mind." She pressed his hand harder against her breast, letting him feel its full volume. "I... as long as it's you... I'm... mm!"
She gnashed her knees together, the ticklish sensation spreading across her chest into her shoulder. It was much different compared to her little hands as his enveloped her more fully. She winced as she slipped the shirt off and clenched her teeth to suppress her moans from escaping, his hand against her bare skin felt warm and rough. Her racing heartbeat beating even faster as his gentle hands grew bolder.
His soft caress that cautiously explored her was now stronger, teasing her playfully. He was starting to get carried away, intoxicated by her shallow whimpers. Watching her body twist over her shoulder, his fingers pushed and pinched, pulled and rubbed her breasts together.
"Oreki-san, how much... longer?" She could barely speak, unable to escape from his wrapped arms, her back against his chest. "Huh? What's this...?"
She felt something hard pressing against her butt and reached for it. Houtarou lurched violently, scaring her into letting go whatever it was.
"Are you alright?"
"Yeah, I'm... I'm fine." Houtarou looked away to hide his face, broken out of his trance. Watching her react and feeling her squirm against his body, he lost himself again so easily. He tried to take a deep breath to calm down but was already becoming enamored by her scent filling his nose. His body reacted like it would to hunger or thirst but tightened his fist to get a hold of himself.
"Sorry I... I mean, are you alright? I didn't, er, you're not hurt anywhere?"
"Y-Yes, it didn't hurt anywhere it just... was a bit overwhelming." Eru blushed, remembering how tightly woven she was in his arms. She wondered if she would have had enough strength to escape, but then thought about what she touched for him to lose all his strength. She reached without looking and felt it again, something hard then Houtarou lurched once more.
"Ah..." She grabbed it and froze him in place.
"Um... your... your hand is, um..." He couldn't find the guts to tell her what she was holding.
"You were doing whatever you felt like and didn't hear a word I said." Eru played on his conscious.
"That was..." He tried but failed to argue, guilty as charged for losing all sense. "So is this revenge?"
"Revenge?... No, not revenge." She said but couldn't hide her smile while rubbing him leisurely.
"Hey, you're... not going to stop that, are you?"
"Stop what?" She asked innocently and almost laughed seeing his face contort like he was in pain.
"Your hand, that's what." His nerves getting more frazzled with each rub.
"Um, what did she say again?" Eru whispered to herself as she pondered, her hand not stopping for a second while his laid gently around her waist. "Oh right, I think it went like, I don't understand." She proudly proclaimed to his chagrin.
"That's... your hand needs to stop."
"Why do I need to stop?" She leaned harder into his chest, feeling his heartbeat on her back, wondering why he wasn't doing anything. "Oreki-san, why did you stop?... is there something bothering you?"
"That's..." Houtarou trailed off into silence, his face becoming particularly somber.
"Are you still worried about giving me an answer?"
It was so slight, a faint nervous twitch, but she felt it from being so close to him.
"Sorry. I caused you some trouble again, didn't I?"
"No, it's not trouble. It's... I'm..." He still didn't have an answer to give. It wasn't like he didn't like her, and he definitely doesn't hate her. The time spent and shared, though it might have felt like another day, was valuable—precious even. But for the longest time, he never had thought about a relationship, filled with colors so profound that's beyond his imagination until now.
Houtarou had only caught a dull glimpse of it, but with every time spent in that club room, with his friends, with her, the color of his life grew so vibrant he couldn't recognize what his life was like before. And when she suddenly confessed, the future ahead of him suddenly went pitch-black. He couldn't imagine the path forward in those vibrant colors. He could only see himself in the dark, and for her to step into his murky world... it troubled him.
If it was only him, it probably wouldn't have mattered how unsure the future was or what the unknown may have thrown at him. He would have soldiered on until his time came. But the thought of her at his side, he couldn't imagine it. Why did she pick him? Sure he helped resolve her past, but that shouldn't be enough to fall in love with someone right? It can't be so simple, can it?
"Why did you pick me? I can't... I don't know if I can be what you think I am."
"Why I picked you? I don't understand."
"Why do you love me? I... for someone like me, the way I am, I never thought anyone would want to have me as their boyfriend or want me in a relationship. So I can't... I can't understand you."
"Why do I love you?" Eru stared into his eyes, thinking back to when was the exact moment and replied, "I don't know why. It just happened like that."
"Hah?" The answer was far from what Houtarou expected.
"I'm serious. When I think about it, there was that time with... I think I realized how I felt while talking to someone one day, but it's not like it happened overnight. The time we spent together, getting to know each other, sharing memories. I think... no, I believe it's something that built up over time. On many days, I would find myself looking forward to the day, that maybe something curious would happen. Or we could spend another quiet day after school together reading. Being with you, just being with you made me happy more than you know."
"You're.. serious?"
"I'm serious!" She pouted, annoyed at his disbelief. "I find something else more curious. How someone like you could indulge me for so long. A-After all, someone told me that I could be a little overbearing sometimes."
"... only a little?"
"...Yes, just a little. But if you could please indulge me a little longer," She held his cheeks and stared with the most serious expression he's yet to see, "your answer, you don't have to worry about it anymore."
She watched as his expression changed, wondering what she could have meant by that.
"I thought about it since I confessed to you. I saw you hesitate and for a second thought you didn't feel the same. And so I quickly said that I could wait until you thought about it. I've never felt so scared like I did then." Her hands were shaking as she relived the memory of that day.
"I worried and worried. And even talked to someone for help. And then I realized something." She took a deep breath to ready her heart, "It might sound arrogant, but I think you feel the same way. And even if you didn't, I decided... I will make you fall in love with me."
"You would... what?" What was happening Houtarou wondered. Did she really say what he think she just said? This girl would make him fall in love with her?
"You look like you don't believe me." She giggled at his funny face.
"Well... that was something I thought I would never hear from a girl... ever." Houtarou answered honestly.
"Then listen closely," She squeezed him in a hug and whispered into his ear, "I'll make you fall in love with me, Houtarou."
"R-Really?" He replied solely on reflex, because hearing her call his name so fondly, it felt like a dream and made his whole body shiver.
"Yes, really."
"Even if he's lazy and doesn't seem redeemable?"
"Yes, a little lazy but he's much more than redeemable. It's alright. Have a little more faith, because you've given me all the faith I need."
"But-" Before he could protest anymore, Eru sealed his lips with hers, catching him utterly off guard. He tried to pull his head back, but she had her arms wrapped around his head, not letting him escape. He gasped feeling her tongue gently slide in and twine together with his.
"W-Wait, Chitanda—whoa!" Falling on his back, he laid there stunned with her straddled on top, surprised at her aggressiveness.
"Houtarou." She purred his name, seeming to be dissatisfied.
"Um... Eru?"
"... yes, Houtarou?"
He still had some doubts leftover but also doubted she was in the mood to listen to them after spilling her heart out. But it did lift one giant weight off his chest. With a sigh, he replied, "It's nothing." And she smiled brighter than the moon.
"I love you, Houtarou." Her words sent more shivers all over his skin, to hear her say it so boldly and with confidence. She seemed like like a completely different person. And seeing her moonlit body over him, he couldn't help but feel aroused again, admiring her appearance.
"You're finally hard again."
"Y-Yeah, it's... I'm hard again."
"Then... I'm going to put it in, okay?"
"Ah!" Houtarou suddenly sat up.
"What happened?" Eru jumped in surprise.
"In my bag, there's... I bought something in case we needed it. Can you let me up so I can get it?"
She furrowed her brow with suspicion but spotted his bag above his pillow, and so she leaned over to fetch it while giving Houtarou a full frontal view dangling over his face.
"Here, what's so important?" Unaware of the show she gave, Eru handed him his bag.
"Well, if we're really doing this, I thought we should at least be safe as possible, right?" He pulled out a small box which caught her attention. He fumbled with it as it was taped shut but got it open. Houtarou tried to pull one packet out but didn't know it was held together like a chain. So twelve packets fell out and dangled in the air.
"We... We're going to do it that many times?" Eru muttered a little unsure.
"No-no, two or maybe three but using it all in one night is too much... You seem strangely excited."
"N-No I'm not." She tried to deny it. Houtarou raised an eyebrow, and she couldn't counter back. Instead, she tore open one of the condoms packs and spun around to get him ready. Before he could say something, she grabbed hold of him as she meticulously rolled the rubber down his shaft.
"You're twitching a lot." She giggled with satisfaction.
"Yeah, one of us are... for now."
"Oh my, are you insinuating something?"
"Me? Insinuating?"
"Hearing you talk like that, it sounds almost too funny." Eru couldn't help but giggle.
"When you tease me like that, it's hard to stay silent. It makes me want to tease you back."
"You want to tease me you say?" She lifted up her hips and floated above his shaft, his tip gingerly poking her slit. "Then do your best, okay?"
With a smooth motion, she let gravity do its magic as she took him in. Inch by inch, she could feel her folds opening up for him. She nearly lost her balance, stunned by the shocks going down her legs. She groaned, unable to control her breathing as her hips twitched every second until her hip connected to his.
Eru had to took a moment. The bliss of having him inside after so long. She was savoring it, grinding her hips in small circles. She nearly yelped when something grabbed her by the hips. She turned her head to see Houtarou staring at the ceiling in a daze. His hands gripped her tightly, trying to stop her hips from swaying back and forth.
A mean thought struck her and she whispered, "Houtarou, don't move okay?"
Houtarou shook his head, hearing half of what she said, "Move what?"
"No, don't move." She raised her hips and his tried to follow on instinct but could barely move an inch until she dropped her weight on him. A low growl escaped his throat as she moved up and down his shaft. He slowly remembered the numb sensation shooting through his body, almost paralyzed by the pleasure. Already he could feel the urge to quickly shoot his load but desperately held it back, holding his breath.
He tried to stop her but couldn't put enough strength. Eru relentlessly swayed her hips up and down, riding him at her leisure. But slowly she could feel her body heating up even more. The ache deep down in her center growing stronger with her hip's pace. Leaning forward, she clutched at the futon and begun to shake her hips harder.
"Houtarou..." She couldn't hold back her moans any more. Her arms and legs shaking as the pleasure radiated out to every nerve and fiber. She can feel his member hard as a rock, feeling a strong twitch whenever their hips connect with a crisp smack. The new position made her feel in places she didn't feel before. Just a little more was all she needed. She can feel it coming. Just a little more and-
"Eru, I can't! Argh!"
She suddenly felt her hips being pulled down with overwhelming force. No, not yet, she was almost there! She tried to move but his strength suddenly come out of nowhere and there, she could feel him pulsing inside.
"Ah... I can feel you..."
Grinding her hips frantically, she tried to reach for the high but it wasn't enough. After catching her breath, she sat up and turned her head. Houtarou stared off into the distance until he noticed her eyes.
"S-Sorry, I couldn't hold it anymore." He pushed himself up, panting from holding his breath. "Hey, come on. Don't give me that look."
Eru had dissatisfaction written all over her face.
"It felt better than I remember. I couldn't hold it anymore, forgive me." Her expression softened a little thanks to his sweet words, even though she knew he was trying to escape by flattery. "Here, let me swap it out."
She got off him begrudgingly, and with a soft cry when he popped out. She covered her mouth and then tried to cover her face but couldn't help but look to see how much he let out. Her eyes widened seeing a small bubble the size of her thumb hanging limp over his shaft. She couldn't look away as he peeled the rubber and stared at the shaft she was riding not so long ago.
However, she noticed it going slightly limp. While his attention was focused on getting another condom, Eru crawled up to him and gently tugged at his member. Houtarou nearly jumped up feeling her hands massage him.
"Whoa, Chitanda?"
"Mm... you're supposed to call me Eru right now."
"Sorry, you just surprised me... Eru. Whoa!" Houtarou tried to pull away but failed as she begun to lick him. He clutched at the blanket behind him as she tried to get him back up again. How many times has it been now, was it the third? It felt like he was dreaming but he knew how very much awake he was feeling. The twitch in his legs, and the electricity shooting up from his crotch, the feeling was too much to feel like a hazy dream.
"There, all ready." Eru smiled, not knowing how much that look was turning him on. He tore open the second piece and rolled it on, wincing as it still felt a little sensitive.
"Come on, hurry." Eru spread her legs, inviting him into her embrace, but Houtarou had a different idea. He quietly closed her legs, confusing her until he twirled her around and lifted her hips into the air. "W-Wait, what are you doing?"
She felt embarrassed, unable to see what he was doing.
"Hold on, don't spread me open like that." She could only clutch at the futon as she could barely turn her head to see. She gasped feeling his finger slide in with ease and then another. Slowly but thoroughly scraping her walls. Her knees shuddered as he scooped out more and more of her sticky fluids thick like honey.
"You looked like you were having a lot of fun on top of me, you know that?" Houtarou whispered into her ear, shivers rolling down her neck and shoulders. "So you don't mind if I have some fun, too, right?"
She blushed feeling his breath on her neck and quietly nodded.
"Spread it open for me."
"W-What!?" Butterflies exploded inside her stomach and the thought of exposing herself.
"Come on, you can do it." Eru cried out, feeling his fingers glide over her entrance. "This time, I'm going to make sure you come."
Her hips twitched, wanting to reach the climax she missed. But to spread herself open for him, she hesitated but saw the hunger in his eyes... Her hands timidly reached behind her and she slowly peeled her folds open.
"So it really is pink..."
"Don't stare so hard... Haa!" She gasped, feeling something hot flick inside her. "What, what is that? That's not your finger!"
Using her elbows, she pushed herself up to look under between her legs and could only see his chin.
"N-No... that's... your tongue is... Aaaaah..." Eru melted into the futon as the last of her strength gave out. "That's... not... Houtarou... it's not clean..."
Tears began to well up as the pleasure grew more intense despite how ashamed she felt, but it wasn't enough. She wanted more, to feel him fill her up all the way.
"Want you... inside... inside me!" Eru pleaded.
"... You're making it hard for me when you ask like that."
She cried out as he filled her up with every inch. Houtarou groaned as her folds weaved and writhed all around him. Her insides pulled and tightened like it was trying to draw him in as deep as possible.
"Gah, so tight... how am I supposed to hold back when it feels this good?" He had to pace himself or else he wouldn't last.
"Don't say that. You make it sound like it's my fault."
"Oh, but it is your fault."
"W-What? What do you m-MMM!" He suddenly moved more violently.
"Showing me your body, riling me up, and not to mention having your way with me like I'm some toy." Her insides coiled tighter, he could barely control his breath. The pleasure enough to make him lose control and yet he kept spouting off words half consciously.
"That's!... I didn't mean to treat you like a toy."
"You straddled me and I could barely MOVE!" Houtarou gave one strong thrust before pausing to take a break. Eru screamed, feeling it deeper than before. She could feel him twitching uncontrollably inside, or was it her that's twitching? She couldn't tell anymore.
"That's no different... from what... you're doing now." Eru had to gasp for breath.
"...Yeah, I'm probably just making stuff up." Houtarou answered honestly. "But I'm still a little angry."
"Angry? Why would you—NN!" He begun to thrust in earnest again, breaking her sentence. She tried to speak but couldn't control her voice as the feeling spread up from her stomach to her chest then throat.
"Maybe... angry isn't the right word." He paused again to think before starting to move again. "Annoyed? Frustrated? Something like that I think?"
"Why would you feel that way?" Eru gasped, barely able to reply. "You're terrible! I can barely... speak when you move like that."
"Again, it's all your fault." He gasped for breath as his pace grew faster. "Appearing out of nowhere... hypnotizing me with your charm... dragging me everywhere with your curious whims... then seducing me with your incredible body..."
"Eh? Eh!? Hypnotizing? S-Seducing? Kyaa!"
"Exactly! You might not know it and I think I just realized it myself, but I've been holding it back so much... So much I can't take it anymore!" Houtarou groaned as he put every ounce of energy he had, thrusting wildly into her hips.
"Hah! That's... too good... more!" Eru collapsed, unable to hold herself up as her strength melted away.
"Hey, raise your hips a little more."
"I... I can't..." She could barely replied.
"Argh, then I'll do it." He pulled her hips up as the rest of her body went limp and began to move again with what strength remained. It felt like fire inside his groin ready to explode. He needed to get the heat out and plowed into her trying to release it. Her slick folds pushed and pulled against him, driving him crazy.
Her shy voice whimpering under him. There's no way he could get enough of it. Like how she's lost control, Houtarou was losing all control as well. Throwing his hips into hers so frantically that she might break. Yet her cries made him want to go even harder, his head spiraling into madness.
"C-Coming... Houtarou, I'm... Ah!"
"Urgh, Eru!"
With a yelp, the walls around his shaft shuddered as Eru buried her face into the pillow. A long muffled scream, her hips shook out of control in his grasp but he wasn't done yet. He was right behind her as he took a few more seconds and let out his own moan. It felt like steam was coming off his head as he finally released his load.
He nearly collapsed on top of her but caught himself. Another groan escaped him as her hips was grinding into his, making him squeeze out everything he had. They both stayed like this for a while, trying to catch their breath. Rubbing their bodies unconsciously against the other as the afterglow slowly began to fade.
"H-Houtarou?" Eru came back to her senses first. She caressed his cheek with his face being so close to hers, his body softly hovering over her. She smiled and gave him a light kiss, breaking him out of his reverie.
"Eru...?" He had a confused look on his face until he remembered everything he did, "Um... are you alright?"
"Yes... I'm alright. Why do you ask?"
"Wasn't I... I think I was a little rough. I didn't hurt you, did I?" Houtarou grew flustered hearing her giggle when he was genuinely worried. For a few minutes, it felt like he went berserk and lost all self control... No, he really did lose any and all control after taking a moment to think about what he just did.
"You were more than a little rough, but I'm completely fine." Eru reassured him and continued, "It almost felt like you turned into another person even."
"Ha... ha-ha...You think so?" He could only laugh, embarrassed, wondering who or what he was.
"But I don't mind it. It's like I've learned something new about Houtarou."
"Ugh... you seem to be handling this better than I am." He sighed in amazement and turned over to lay beside her, their bodies still connected.
"Wow, and you're still hard." Begrudgingly she pulled out because she was more curious to see how much he let out. "Oh... it's about the same amount I think."
"H-Hey, don't poke at it." He sat up to push her playful hands away.
"So, did it feel good?"
"You're seriously asking that question?"
"Did it feel good?" She asked again with that sparkle in her eyes.
"... Yeah, it felt incredible, alright?" He answered making her smile ear to ear. She threw her arms around him and hugged him in surprise.
"Maybe... one more?"
"Ugh... seriously?"
"Yes, seriously. I don't know when I could spend time with you like this again." That was a very sound argument despite how unbelievable it sounded. "And besides, I think you're still more than willing."
Houtarou winced, feeling her hands gliding around his shaft. And without him knowing, she had already got a new condom ready and rolled it on with ease.
"Honestly now... I never thought you'd be this assertive." Houtarou shook his head.
"You don't like it?" His silence was a good enough answer for her and rewarded him with a smile. "Though seeing a rougher side of you was exciting..."
"You thought that was exciting?" Houtarou thought he might have scared her and now he was hearing she got turned on.
"Jeez, let me finish." She chided him, "It was exciting, but... um..."
What's this all of a sudden? Eru suddenly looked flustered and embarrassed. What was she thinking to change like that Houtarou wondered.
"You're not thinking of anything strange, are you?"
"N-No I'm not! It's just... this time I want..." Eru hesitated for moment before leaning forward and whispered into his ear, "I want you to cherish me as you make love to me."
Her words were so sweet that it made Houtarou blush from just hearing them. As she pulled her head back, her face was probably just as red as his. And his member grew as stiff as it could after hearing such provocative words from her lips. She quietly wrapped her hands around the back of his neck as she lined herself above his groin. Eru tried to lower hips but his shaft slipped and missed its entrance.
Houtarou helped raise her hips with one hand and directed his shaft in with the other. Both held back their voice as best they could as they joined together for the third time tonight. It felt so mind numbing beyond belief that it would take an eternity to grow tired of it.
"H-Houtarou..." Eru's voice quivered in bliss.
He had to close his eyes for a second from the incredible pleasure and opened them to see a marvelous pair of lavender eyes staring at him. Those eyes that have entranced him time and time again. Now those beautiful eyes were the ones that were entranced, focused solely on him, unable to escape.
"Eru..." He had to move. If he didn't, it would have drove him insane. Her voice leaking from her throat against her will. He moved at a slow pace but with impact, making sure she was feeling every possible ounce of pleasure he could give her.
"Eru..." Watching this girl, her hands gripped his shoulders, her breath growing more haggard with every passing minute. Her fingers tighten as hard as her inner folds coiling around him. Her eyes waver as the bliss overwhelms her senses. She bites her lip, eyes starting to well up in tears.
"Houtarou... I... I..." She could barely speak between gasps. Her heart ready to burst from elation, from joy, from delight. Her limbs began to tremble. The heat in her belly ached for him more and more as her toes curl in response to the coming surge.
"Eru..." He could feel goosebumps crawling all over his skin while listening to her moans. Hearing his name between gasps, feeling her legs tighten around him, he could feel himself losing control all over again because of her. Slowly going insane, going mad from the pleasure, losing sense of everything except her.
"Houtarou..." She didn't have time to gasp as he pulled her in and stole her lips. Her mind turned blank as their tongues swirled between their lips. Her head spinning in ecstasy she couldn't think anymore. Except one thing, just one thing echoing so loud she muttered.
"Houtarou... I love you."
Afterword:
There. You have it now. You've all gotten your sweet lemon pie... and now I got a short epilogue to cover... later... goodnight.
[Just wanted to say a big thanks to all the readers who reviewed and followed my fic thus far. With your contributions, this fic is currently the most reviewed and followed as I know it from the filter options. So again, big thank you everyone.]