A/N: Hey! Thanks for reading everybody! This chapter is a little lighter than the previous, so sorry if it feels a little slow.

Chapter Warnings: Porn and sexual Mentions, sexual terms.

Atsushi Otani POV

What a night. I thought when I got back into my now empty dorm room. The door shut behind me and I pressed my back up against it.

Koizumi was just here. I looked at my bed. I could see the bumps and dips in the bed from where we were just were. So, much had happened, even though maybe on paper or if I told some of the guys I know from school it wouldn't sound like a lot. In my mind, I was really glad that we did as much as we did.

My eyes shut and I caught a glimpse. It was like every time I blinked I saw her again. Sitting across from me without a shirt on. On the ground, holding my…

I blushed and grabbed my cheeks. My face was heating up.

Oh my god.

Yeah, we definitely did a lot. More than I was expecting. I hope Koizumi was okay with everything that happened. At some points, she seemed hesitant but kept going. And then… at other times… She seemed really into it.

Like what she said right before we started. Her words kept replaying in my head.

"What would you do if I wanted you to do stuff, but I didn't want to ask for it?"

She was shaking when she said that. It was so hard to tell if she was nervous or anxious. Like there was really a difference. How was I supposed to proceed?

I did all I could. God, I did more than I could. I'm clueless. I really am as dense as everyone says. Holy shit. There she was right in my room, half-naked and asking me what she should do, and I totally stalled.

I don't know Koizumi?! I don't care. Do anything you want!

Truly, we could have just kissed and cuddled all night and I'd still want to be with her.

God, I wish I could be around her all the time. I relayed to myself as I paced around my room, before flopping onto my bed. I stared up at the bars of the bunk above me.

There was a part of me that wanted to keep going. I can't lie.

I wanted more nights like that with her.

Finding another time like that was going to be impossible, but I had enough intelligence to figure out that I had to be the one to plan stuff like this. It was only fair. I mean, if she was going to let me do these kinds of things with her, when she's so scared, it's the least I could do.

I just wish we weren't so busy. And I wish I didn't have roommates to deal with. Like if Koizumi and I could just be together always that would work out a little better.

I pictured that for a second. She and I, spending every second of every day together, and I started cracking up, alone in my room.

Okay, maybe not every second. We'd rip each other to shreds.

Still, I'd kill for just an entire night together, instead of a few little hours. During the week is basically out of the question. Besides our school work and part-time jobs, while I wouldn't say it's impossibly far, my university isn't very close to Koizumi in our hometown. It would be hard for her to travel here mid-week. And where else are we supposed to go? Her house? My house? No way, our parents are there!

If I had a whole night with her, what would I even do?

Like I've said, I had no clue what I was doing. That's not totally fair. I obviously had some idea about sex, not just from health class, but from my own research as well over the years. Still though, in the moment, I felt very unrehearsed.

It's a lot different when a real girl is in front of you.

I could pretend I had a big game in the comfort of my room, but with Koizumi, it was hard to be calm and collected. When she would ask me questions, suddenly I had no answers. Like I had never even heard of sex in my life.

Her asking me to take the lead… Man, I was not prepared for that at all. I mean, I really liked that she had that kind of trust in me. And I loved that she was outspoken enough to tell me, in so many words, that she wanted us to do sexual things together. However, it would probably be useful if, before the next time, I did a little studying.

I was kind of tapped out for the night though, so I went to bed. Plain and simple. What did you think I did?

Risa Koizumi POV

Sunday morning, more like the afternoon because I slept in so late, I called up Nobuko to tell her everything. Well, I wasn't going to outright tell her everything, but I'd hint at as much as I could.

I had come home from Otani's and went right to bed, but I found it increasingly hard to sleep. Moments kept replaying in my head, not allowing my heart to settle down. Our night together had really stressed me out, but it also really filled me with warmth. Getting to do those kinds of things with Otani made me so happy!

"What?!" Nobuko shouted through the phone. I had to call her like this since she was with her grandma.

"What…?" I whimpered.

"No offense Risa, I'm proud of you and all for going for it, but that's all you guys did?!"

"I didn't even tell you what we did…" my voice grumbled as I pouted.

She took a motherly tone, "Listen, it's alright. I guess it can't all be done in one go. It was a good start, but you can't keep holding back!" Suddenly she sounded more like my coach.

"What do you mean?"

She sighed, "Well, you shouldn't be so wishy-washy. I mean you tell him you want to have sex, but you don't want to ask for it?!"

I screamed, "That is not what I said!"

"It basically was."

"But, Nobu, it wasn't, ok?" I questioned her.

She understood, "Okay, I'm sorry. You need to go at your own pace, you're right. I'm just worried you're confusing him."

I breathed out, "Yeah… I probably am… but…" I thought, rolling the phone to my other side, "I'm really confused."

Falling silent all of a sudden, I couldn't tell if Nobuko was coming up with a response, plotting an evil plan, or dead.

"Nobu?" I peeped.

"Hm," she moaned out. "Yeah," she said to herself like she was nodding along with her own idea. I heard a snap, "Okay, Risa. I got an idea, you don't have to take it though- I don't want you getting upset with me-"

I got scared, "Okay…"

She spoke simply, "You could always look at porn."

I gasped, horrified, "WHAT?!"

"So you feel more familiar with the stuff you're doing with Otani."

"B...b…" I was a lost soul, "Nobu you were the one who was-"

"Yes! I know I was mad at darling about porn, I understand! This is different." She groaned, "And besides, I am over that now. It's important you feel like you know what you're doing when the time comes, but like I said Risa you don't have to…"

"Maybe," I whispered.

"Okay," she said cheery, "And Risa there's one more thing I got to tell you about!"

After we finished chatting, I shut my phone down, disappointed with myself.

Maybe?

What the hell was I talking about? I didn't want to look at porn. That was for perverts! And it's gross! Where would I even find porn anyway?

Well… I do have a brother.

But stop it sickos! I wasn't going to do anything to myself that night. Not after I just got off the phone with Nobuko and I was still living off the high of the night before. I mean, sure, that probably would have actually been a good time to have some… alone time, but I really freaked myself out with that kind of stuff.

However, come Tuesday, later in the week, when I didn't have a shift at work after school and my parents were still out, I started to think about trying something. Maybe, since my brother was at his job, I would try messing around a little. I mean, I had the whole house to myself…

Still, I ran to my room, slammed the door shut, and locked it. I pulled all the shades down and hid under my covers. I thought about searching my brother's room for something to look at like Nobuko said. I could use those pictures of sexy girls as reference for how I should try to act… But, Agh! The thought of looking at what my brother looks at when he- EW! I could not do it!

Instead, curled up under my covers, I tried to imagine what it might be like. I bet all those girls in those kinds of magazines have really great figures. They probably have huge boobs and lots of curves. Those girls probably look like actual girls unlike me, with my flat chest and straight, rectangle body.

That's when I remembered to stop being so hard on myself. I thought about my friend from high school, Seiko. I know she would tell me to get over myself, in the sweetest way. She'd tell me that I was a real girl, unlike her- even though I really didn't see it that way.

I remembered in high school when all those girls at basketball made fun of me for being taller than Otani. They said, "No way he's dating someone taller than him, we should've known!" It hurt my feelings a lot then and I barely even liked him at the time.

And then when those same girls said it to Seiko, "No way he's dating someone who is really a boy, hahaha!" I just got really mad. Who were they to say who he could and couldn't date? Who were they to tease Seiko like that? And that's when we became good friends.

For a moment in my room, I wondered how hard it might be for Seiko to deal with this kind of stuff… But then again, she probably faced it head-on, unlike me who was a scared little girl about everything slightly adult.

I chuckled to myself, getting over it.

I shut my eyes. I tried to recall the memories of a few nights ago, with Otani, alone in his dorm room. Suddenly, I had a new approach. I wasn't going to touch myself with no context like before. My hand slid under my shirt. I wanted to imagine he was touching me again.

He was so gentle, but it felt really good. I mean, I was so freaking nervous when it was happening, but he was grabbing me violently or hurting me at all. His hands basically just hovered there on top of me. The anticipation of what might happen after really got me going in the moment.

I squeezed my hand a bit. Kinda like I ended up touching him.

A smile broke out on my face and I let my breath go.

That was crazy.

I still couldn't believe that I had done that. I mean, I saw Otani basically naked. And then I touched him?!

My hand rubbed over my breast a little faster. I brought my other hand down, underneath my bedsheets. It laid softly on my stomach.

I heard Otani's voice playing over again in my head, "Do that again…" "Koizumi…" "...It's gonna come out." My fingers focused on the center of my boob. I mashed them around, starting to feel an overwhelming sense of pleasure. I saw Otani in my mind. His head tilted back, an expression of frustration, then release on his face. I couldn't believe what had happened.

God, I want to make him feel like that again.

It was too good getting to do these sorts of things with him. I loved him so much, all I could ever think about now was him. I'd be in school, learning about kinds of fabric, and I'd think about how well I wanted him to do on his exams. I'd be at work, waiting tables, and my brain would have me picturing us out on dates together. And now, even alone in my room, my thoughts were consumed thinking about how I could make him feel even better next time.

Next time…

A sigh snuck out of my mouth, in a huffed, out of breath sort of way.

What would we do next time?

I began to spiral.

I asked myself questions like: Would we have to go farther next time? What was left to do?

I felt the hand on my stomach pause at my belly button. It was stuck. I couldn't move it, even if I really wanted to. There was too much fear. To bring my hand down felt impossible.

Which sucked, because it basically ruined my whole alone time experience. And there I was feeling really good from touching my boob. But, now I was scared again. I was worried Otani would want to go farther… Meaning…

AH! I'm not ready for that at all!

The thought of it made me panic. I huddled myself up into a ball on my bed, blushing ann hot. Taking deep breaths, I tried to calm myself down, but it wasn't really working.

Great, Risa, now you're gonna be all nervous next time, again!

I groaned, letting my legs go.

I heard my phone sound from my dresser across the room. It wasn't just a text, someone was calling.

Tired, physically, and emotionally, I got up and power walked to the dresser. I flipped my phone open without looking, "Hello?"

"Hey," It was Otani.

How embarrassing! I can't let him hear me right after I just did what I did.

"Uh…" I stuttered, "Hi, what's up?"

He sighed, "Bad news," My eyes went wide, "We can't hang out this weekend. My roommates are both going to be here. They have exams this week they need to study for, so they aren't leaving."

I gasped, "What? So we can't even go out because they need to study?!"

He groaned, probably rolling his eyes at me, "No, you idiot! I mean we can't... hang out…" His voice suggested explicit activity.

"Oohh," I responded.

"I'm sorry," He mumbled.

I made my voice cheery, "It's okay! We'll find another time, no worries."

"Okay…" He paused, and it's almost like I could hear his brain attempting to think about how to say this next part, "You do want to… another time? Right?"

I hesitated. My heart was beating fast, it was such a hard question to answer at this very moment. If he asked me before I got home it would have been a definite yes.

He continued, going first, "Because I do."

I tried to spit out an answer, "I think so."

He balked, "You think so?!" His voice got teasingly mad, "What the hell does that mean? I swear Koizumi, you make no sense!"

I yelled back, "Well, sorry! I don't know how to answer stuff like that!"

He calmed down, "Okay. Can you figure it out before next time, whenever that is?" I heard his voice get serious, "Because I'd like to pay you back."

Huh? What does that mean? And I'm the one who makes no sense… God!

"Um. Okay," I replied softly and he hung up the phone quickly.

A/N: Thanks for reading! I have the next few chapters ready, but I am trying to keep writing ahead of when I post. So the next one should be out in a few days. Thanks again!