Where? I wanted Kurusu, but not here. And the cafe wasn't an option right now, I was still too full of shame to return there quite yet. A movie theatre wasn't the best option either. I didn't know what we'd get up to, and to do any of that in a public place? Nope.

The movie still played on, captivating many people's attention, but not ours. I was too distracted, and I'm sure Kurusu was as well, to pay anymore attention. I checked my phone, covering the brightness with one hand. 12:35. Sae wouldn't be home for a while, if she even managed to get home at a decent hour… We would have plenty of time and plenty of privacy. To get to know each other or whatever. Kurusu was watching me intently, waiting for my next move, my next words.

"What if," I began slowly. "We get out of here?" I flashed him a grin, and he smiled back knowingly. We shuffled out of the movie theatre aisles, quietly making our way to the exit. I grabbed his arm in mine, pulling him out into the open air with me.

"Kurusu-kun, let's take a big risk," I gave him a serious glare.

"What?" He chuckled nervously.

"Let's go," I pulled on his arm, leading him to the station that led to my house. I couldn't tell if I was blushing furiously or if it was the sun beating down on my bare skin. I couldn't believe I was going to do this. Just the thought of taking this sort of risk made me incredibly nervous. But I also felt a tinge of excitement gnawing away at me. If I didn't do this now, it may be never.

"You're making me nervous," he laughed. "You're not normally like this."

I pushed my keys into the door, swinging it open.

"Kurusu-kun, let's do this before I lose my nerve," I said quickly, feeling adrenaline rush through me.

"Do what?" He stood in the doorway, hands in his pockets, an inquisitive look decorating his face.

"D-don't - come here!" I pulled him into the building, closing the door behind him. "Don't get caught being here! Ok?" I made sure to put on my student council president act, making sure that he understood how serious I was.

"Don't get caught here? Then why'd you bring me here in the first place? Niijima-san…"

"And start calling me Makoto, if we're going to be a thing!" I told him. The adrenaline worked its way through my veins and into my words.

"Then call me Akira. Don't be so formal. And also, don't be so weird. Why are we here?"

"Because," I took a deep breath, holding it until I thought my lungs would burst. "I told you… I told you that I… I wanted to know more about what couples did." I plopped onto the couch, feeling my face flush. I knew I was being vague as hell, I kind of wanted Kurusu… Akira… to take initiative. But he seemed oblivious.

"Oh," he responded, seating himself next to me. Confusion danced across his eyes.

I wanted to get out my feelings and desires before I lost my guts and ended up looking stupid. I didn't know anything about initiating these kinds of things, and I knew texting Ann in this moment would just be plain weird.

"Couples do a lot of things, Makoto," Akira noted. "What do you want? You just bailed on our date, though I don't blame you." He laughed softly. He seemed in good humor, to be in a good mood. If I threw any ridiculous requests at him, maybe we could laugh them off and just get food or something.

"I don't know," I muttered, looking down at my feet. "I want to continue whatever we were doing earlier."

"You want to kiss me?"

"And then some." I avoided his gaze.

"Makoto…" he said softly.

"And I want to do this before I run out of guts, Akira. That's why we're here and that's why Sae isn't here and that's why I'm telling you all of this." I took deep breaths, doing my best to not hyperventilate with nerves. I avoided his eyes. I knew if I made contact, I'd freeze up and probably panic and back out. But I didn't want to do that.

"You're serious about this?" He tried to look me in the eyes, but I looked away. "Look at me, Makoto. I want you to be ok with this."

I swallowed. My face couldn't get any more flushed than it already was, I was sure of it. I took a deep breath before looking him in the eyes. "Akira, I want you. I have you, and I want you more."

"Today?"

"Today."

"We can be slow, ok?"

"We have pretty much all day."

Akira leaned in and kissed me softly, holding my chin between his fingers, before pulling away. I saw his face flush. Now that we had both confirmed we were into whatever was going to happen next, I wasn't sure what exactly to do. How to initiate something like this was pressing on my mind.

"Where… uh, do you want to do this?" He asked, breaking my train of thought.

"Where do couples normally do these things," I asked shyly.

"Not the movie theatre," Akira teased. "Maybe a bedroom?"

Right. Yeah. I for once was glad my bedroom was a clean, maturely decorated room. I didn't want him walking in just to walk straight out because I had posters from my early teen years still on the walls. The kind that every teenage girl had on the wall. Those kinds.

"Right," I let out a breath. "I'll show you where mine is."

He entered my room first, looking around. I closed the door behind us.

"I like all the books," he said, trying to break the awkwardness.

"They're cool I guess," I said off the top of my head. I did have many books shelved into corners and cracks and anywhere they could fit. But at least they didn't clutter the floor.

I moved past Akira and sat down on my bed, mentioning for him to sit next to me. He took a seat next to me, so close our thighs touched. Neither of us looked at each other. I for some reason had thought Akira would make a spontaneous move on me, but it seemed as if he was as nervous as I was. I couldn't tell if he was still flushed or not, as the only light in my room was coming from through the blinds. I hadn't turned any of the lights on.

I took a deep breath before leaning up to kiss him, which seemed to surprise him, as it was so sudden and we were both on edge. He eased into my kiss, using his arms to pull me closer. We kissed sloppily, no regards for anything but intimacy. I pressed my body into him, taking in his spicy scent, only hoping he could smell my perfume and not my sweat. I could feel his grip tighten on me as his tongue danced in my mouth, his fingers pressing into my back. I felt as if our bodies were intertwined, one. I pressed my breasts into him, hoping he could feel them through our shirts. As we kissed and kissed, I felt my excitement start to grow. I moaned into his mouth softly.

Akira pulled me onto his lap, kissing my cheek, my jaw line, then my neck. I took a shaky, excited breath as he kissed my neck, going lower and lower until he hit my collar bone.

"I suppose we resume here?" He asked, a smooth smile on the edge of his lips. Resume here from the other day when Morgana interrupted us, I assumed.

"Let's do that," I said, smiling softly. I was so glad he couldn't see my face redden.

Akira unzipped the back of my dress, pulling the straps down to my lower arms. In any other situation, he probably could've slipped his hands under my blouse, but with a dress, I was making things more difficult. Or perhaps more interesting. I felt his hands come back to the front, grabbing my breasts a little more forcefully than last time. He kissed my lips as he fondled them. I felt overwhelmed with new sensations, new feelings. I didn't realize how good it would feel for him to grab my breasts. I moaned softly, kissing him harder. I put my hands on his face, pulling him into harder and harder kisses as he grabbed me harder and harder. I felt myself becoming more and more turned on with each kiss.

He nibbled on my lower lip gently before looking up at me and giving me a lust-filled smile. I felt his hands wrap around and unhook my bra, letting it fall down my arms. I took a deep breath, using my shoulders and arms to try and instinctively cover my breasts. I blushed immensely, knowing that this was the first time anyone had seen me like this. I was glad it was Akira. He moved his lips down my neck and collarbone until he reached my breasts. He used his tongue to gently stimulate them, gently brushing his tongue over my nipples. I used my hands to pull his head closer to my chest, wanting more. He sucked gently, looking up and making eye contact with me, which only caused me to blush even more. I felt another moan escape my body as he used his teeth, biting softly. I ran my fingers through his hair as he continued using his mouth and hands to feel me up.

"A-Akira," I moaned his name. It slipped out very quickly, very quietly, but I was sure he heard it. "This feels good." I felt incredibly wet, spreading my legs so slightly. I don't know where we would go from here.

"I'm glad it does," he said, sitting up and putting his hands on my waist. "What do you want, Makoto?"

I blushed deeply, not sure if it was because he called me by my first name, or because he was offering to make me feel good in ways I didn't know possible.

"Uh, it's no fair that I'm the only one undressed," I giggled, relieving some tension.

"Oh, right," he muttered. He leaned back, pulling his t-shirt over his head and letting it fall to the floor. He was very in shape, most likely because of all the training he did on the side with Ryuji. His arms were toned and his abs were definitely there.

"That's a little more fair," I teased him, drawing him closer to me. I placed my hands around his waist, his skin hot and smooth. I'd never had such intimate contact with anyone before, but his skin felt warm, inviting. He kissed me more, letting his fingertips explore my chest and lower back. I let my fingers wander as well, moving them slowly down to his thighs, feeling his toned legs through his dark jeans. I could hear his breathing shake as I ran my hands along his thighs, up and down, teasing him slightly. It turned me on just to know I was teasing him like this. I held a lot of power in my hands at this moment.

I moved back from his lap, sitting on my heels on the bed, forcing him to move in towards me to kiss me. I looked up at him. His glasses were fogged and his hair was messy, but to me, he looked sexy. He had a smile curling on his lips as he looked at me. I gave an embarrassed giggle.

My fingers danced along his legs as I watched his expression. As I neared his crotch, I saw him take a sharp intake of breath. He waited for my next move. I let my hands move across his crotch and thighs, feeling his arousal in my hands. He was already feeling hard.

"Am I turning you on?" I teased him.

"Maybe just a little bit," he responded quietly. He leaned back onto his elbows, putting us into the position where I was seated between his legs and he was propped up watching me. I took a deep breath.

"Take off the rest of your dress," he instructed. "So it doesn't… get in the way or anything."

I gasped quietly. He was so assertive all of a sudden, and I found myself liking it. I slowly slipped out of my dress, letting it drop to the floor next to his t-shirt. I returned to my seat in only my panties, which were wet with arousal.

"You look… sexy," he said after a pause. His eyes scanned my body, moving from my face to my breasts and down to my crotch. I blushed, smiling. I'd never been called that before, and I was starting to believe I wasn't going to be. For Akira to think that of me made me feel confident about this. Confident about what we were doing and what we were about to do.

Akira relaxed onto the bed, head on the pillow. He grabbed my wrist gently, guiding it towards his crotch.

"Your turn," he teased, smirking.

I let his hand guide mine. I rested it on his growing erection, feeling how hard he was already just through his pants. I rubbed slowly through his pants, causing him to moan softly. I ran my fingers gently across his thighs, working my way up to his belt and zipper. I was so nervous my hands shook as I tried to undo his belt. Akira was patient as I spent what seemed like forever trying to accomplish this simple task. I finally undid his belt and unzipped his pants, pulling them down slightly, exposing his plain black boxers. I could see a bulge growing from underneath them.

"Um, what do you want me to do, Akira? Tell me," I said. I didn't know very much myself either. And I was afraid of screwing this up. I wanted to make him feel good.

"Whatever you're up for, Makoto," he responded in a soothing tone. "Are you comfortable with this?"

"I'm comfortable. Let me do this for you," I replied. I grazed my fingertips over his crotch, rubbing it gently. Akira moaned softly.

"Take it out then," he instructed me, propping himself up onto one elbow, looking into my eyes. I knew this had to be coming, but I still found myself incredibly flustered and shy about it. He had me almost naked, and he had made me feel good in ways I didn't think were possible. I wanted to do the same for him, and I wanted to make sure I did it well.

With both hands, I pulled his boxers down, exposing his already hard cock. I took a deep breath before wrapping my fingers around it, slowly stroking it. Akira let out a long, low moan as I began to move a little faster, twisting my hand around it gently. With each stroke, I could feel his cock growing harder in my hands, a trickle of fluid running down my fingers. I caught a glimpse of his face as I stroked him. His eyes were closed and he was laying back, legs spread out. His breathing was unsteady and uneven.

"D-don't be afraid to use your mouth," he mumbled, eyes still closed.

I felt butterflies flutter in my stomach as I contemplated what to do next. I felt that I was so inexperienced that I wouldn't be able to make him feel good enough.

"Will it be good for you?" I asked. I only wanted him to feel good, I was willing to try new things for him. I was learning new things as well.

"Yes, please," he moaned softly, just barely audible.

Still stroking his cock, I took a deep breath, leaning down farther between his legs. My mouth was just inches from the tip, I could see it twitching in my fingers, glistening with fluids from earlier. I slowly took him into my mouth, causing him to moan louder this time. I sucked gently, avoiding eye contact with him, knowing I'd be too embarrassed if I did. I felt my spit run down his cock and onto my fingers, making a mess. As I sucked gently, I felt him push my head down deeper onto his cock.

"Take it all," he moaned. I could feel him twitching inside of my mouth, more fluids filling my mouth. I pushed my hair behind my ear and kept a steady pace, feeling his cock hit the back of my throat. I had never heard him so vocal like this, and it was very much a turn on to me. I felt myself becoming more turned on as I pleasured him with my mouth and tongue. I sucked harder as I felt his hand pushing my head down. He moaned my name as I went faster and harder. I licked his cock from bottom to tip, daring to look up at him. He had a look of bliss on his face, eyes closed still. I was silently grateful we didn't make eye contact.

"Makoto…" he moaned. "I think I'm going to come soon, but…" He pushed me off gently, sitting up straight. I wiped the spit from my mouth, feeling my face burn up. "Not yet. Not like this."

hey gang! The smut has begun! I'm gonna keep this ball rollin' I hope. I just got so excited to write this lil' portion that I bust it out in one night.

There is more to come I promise.

How explicit can I be on this site? I've seen other fics use all this language n they're chillin'. But with my luck this site will be like "no not allowed no!" and i'll get the boot. noooooo how bad would that be

Thanks for the support guys see you in my next sinful chapter!

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