Mob had no idea where she was and right now she really didn't care.
There was a bed, a TV, a tiny refrigerator, and door that probably led to a bathroom. This was like a really small apartment, but not her really small apartment. This was like an even smaller apartment and none of her stuff was here but that didn't matter and…hot…why was it so hot? What happened to the air conditioning? It had to have been forty degrees in here. Even Shimazaki had taken his coat off. She had taken her hoodie off a while ago. Now she was just in her clothes and Shimazaki was in his clothes and….oh! Her socks were so soft but they were sticky with sweat, she was sticky, this whole place felt sticky but also soft and she needed to move! She needed water! She needed…she needed to get her socks off! Her socks and…and probably everything else…
She was really going to do this.
The bed made it more real. She had said yes because…because she had wanted to. With him….she watched Shimazaki. He pulled his shirt off and folded it right on top of his jacket. This was…a thing that was happening. At least she knew that it was going to happen, at least she planned on it happening. This wasn't like with Teru where kissing had led to touching and taking off clothes and then he climbed on top of her and she got all slimy. Was it going to be like that?
If it was going to be like that then she was going home.
She pulled her socks off. It was hard, she was all sweaty and gross…did she need a bath? Did people take baths before? She had done this before but it hadn't really been anything. It hadn't felt like anything, not good or bad, and then afterwards it had just felt so…so weird. Good and bad at the same time. Was it going to feel good now? Shimazaki had said that it would. He had promised her and promises meant something. He had never once lied to her so she had no reason not to believe him. Sure he acted like a crazy person a lot of the time but she trusted him totally and completely.
She trusted him not to hurt her.
He wasn't going to break her heart. That was because there wasn't anything there to smash. She knew her heart and there wasn't that same feeling in it that she had gotten when she had been with Teru. She watched Shimazaki. He was folding up his pants, now, and putting them in the same stack as the rest of his clothes. He looked nice. He was tall, which was nice, and she liked it tattoos. They were pretty. It was like he had turned his skin into a museum. Some of the colors were fading a little but he still looked good. Looking at him…it felt good…really good…but not love good. She wasn't in love with him but you didn't have to be in love with someone to do this with them. Adults did this kind of thing…all the things…all the time without being in love.
And Mob was an adult now. She really was.
"Um…Ryou?" asked Mob. Shimazaki turned to face her and…wow. Was that supposed to be…like that? Well the books said that it was but she hadn't been expecting something so…was it supposed to be that big? She hadn't actually seen one before, baths with her brother DID NOT count, and…well she needed to stop staring. What if it was weird? What if she was making him feel bad? What if-
"I'm not trying to rush you, I'm just hot as fuck." Said Shimazaki. He felt around…he knew that he had sensed a minibar around here. God, it was so hard to see past Mob. Her aura was big and screaming, it was like the time he teased the onsen monkeys for too long and they all jumped on him, but good. He needed to be there, in that bed with her. She was practically calling for him. This was…fuck. This was going to be good. The only thing that could have made this better was Toshi…a Mob and Toshi sandwich…
Or a real sandwich.
Mob was watching him as he felt his way around the minibar. He'd be there in a second. The last thing that they needed was to die of dehydration. Starvation was less of a concern, and they couldn't eat anything right now anyway. He felt around, past the sandwiches, past the mini-beers, past the dick shaped he didn't even know what, until he found something that felt like a bottle of milk. The cap was wide like a milk bottle cap. He shook it up. Not carbonated. Mob was still watching him. He had to give her this milk.
He had to make her love him.
"Here, found you something." Said Shimazaki as he tossed her the milk bottle…and missed. It had felt like she had been right next to him but, of course, that had just been him being stupid. Of course she was still on the bed. Of course he would have made an idiot out of himself. She was probably sitting there wondering why she needed him at all…she knew why she needed him. She needed him to take care of her. She needed him to help her out with shit she needed help with and she needed him to listen to her troubles and she needed him to fuck her…to make love to her until she couldn't walk. She needed him, she wanted him, and she might have even loved him…he knew he loved her. The world was love right now, of course, but she was extra love. Like when you accidentally got an onion ring in your fries but better. She was like two onions rings and they were dipped in chocolate and also you could fuck them.
But in a good way, not a hot oil and chocolate burning a hole through your dick way.
"Thank you, Ryou. It's strawberry. How did you know?" asked Mob
"I didn't, I just prayed it was milk. Now drink, drink, the last thing I need is you passing out during. That's such a turn off." Said Shimazaki
"Um….I….ok." said Mob. She opened her milk and drank it, fast. It was cold, it cooled her down from the inside out, like someone had hit her in the stomach with a blast of ice magic but it was ok because trolls could fix her and also…also she could watch Frozen again later. She could think about it again later. She didn't want to mix Frozen up with…with what this was.
During.
This was happening. This was happening for real and…and it wasn't as scary as she thought that it would have been. Whenever she had thought about it, about her doing this, she had always gone right back to the feeling of her heart breaking in half. The feeling of being kicked out, unloved, and unwanted. The feeling of having someone inside of her, and then outside of her, and then having that person tell her that he never wanted to see her again even though they had been as close as two people could have possibly been. Shimazaki wasn't like that. He was….he was kind of annoying sometimes, and clingy, but he had never been mean to her not even once. Well Teru hadn't either…but Shimazaki wasn't Teru. He was nicer and…well Teru had seemed nice too….
Mob drank her milk.
She drank it down and then tossed the bottle into the garbage can…she tried to. She missed. She had never been good at throwing things. Shimazaki followed her lead and tossed his beer can…he got to have beer…over towards the garbage can. He missed too. She didn't know if he had actually missed or if he had just been trying to make her feel better…that seemed like something that he would have done. He cared about her. That was what you did when someone cared about you.
You tried to make them happy.
"Damn. If my powers weren't acting up I would have made that." Said Shimazaki
"You're losing control? But your aura looks…kind of small-" said Mob
"Should I be offended?" asked Shimazaki
"No, I mean you can feel however you want to feel but I didn't mean anything mean by that. I just meant that usually when people lose control their auras get bigger and brighter…well I guess louder, too, since you can hear auras." Said Mob
"I was kidding, and yeah it wasn't a good joke. You'd never say something like that to me. Besides, I'm average and I know it." Said Shimazaki as he sat down beside her. She scooted back and made room for him even though this was a big ass bed. This was even bigger than his and Toshi's bed. Maybe they made these beds so big so it was easier to crawl away in the morning. You wouldn't have to chew your own arm off like a trapped dog…not that he had any reason to chew his arm off…he probably wouldn't have even been able to reach it….
"What are you doing?" asked Mob as Shimazaki…tried to turn his head all the way around like an owl?
"Trying to see if I can gnaw my own arm off." Said Shimazaki
"I have snacks in my bag if you're hungry." Said Mob
"I'm not hungry…but what kind of snacks?" asked Shimazaki
"Mini cookies and cream cookies." Said Mob
"I'll eat those later. Anyway I'm not trying to gnaw my arm off because I'm hungry, don't try to eat anything right now, by the way, you're just going to make yourself sick. I was just trying to see…I was just thinking stupid shit. I'm with you, I would never want to gnaw my own arm off." Said Shimazaki
"Because I have snacks?" asked Mob
"No, because I'm not going to try and slink out in the morning…or however long we have on this room." Said Shimazaki
"I paid for the whole night. I'm not sure how long it takes." Said Mob. She got even warmer, but a different kind of warm. She looked down at her feet. Her nail polish was chipping. She had gotten lazy and just painted blue over pink. Now it was flaking off and the pink was showing…this was a weird thing to be worried about right now. Shimazaki wouldn't have noticed that and it wouldn't matter anyway. She was going to be naked soon…naked….she wasn't going to have any clothes on and he wasn't going to have any clothes on and…and would he have been mad if she closed her eyes this time? She had never seen…a boy's…thing before. Teru hadn't minded that she'd kept her eyes closed…but Shimazaki was different and…
This was different.
"However long you want it to take. It's your first time after all." said Shimazaki. He felt around the bed until he found her leg. Not fuzzy, not like Toshi's…Toshi would have loved this place. They loved big soft beds and the smell of hotels and he loved them…he'd bring Toshi next time. Without Mob. Now was not the time to bring up the Mob and Toshi sandwich idea.
"I've done this before." Said Mob
"Yeah, with some idiot who didn't know what he was doing. Either that or he was selfish, and let me tell you, you do not want to waste your time with someone who's selfish in bed." Said Shimazaki. He ran his hand up her leg, past her knee, and to her thigh. She stiffened the second he made it one centimeter past her knee. He stopped. Second thoughts? Well that fine…a letdown, the biggest letdown of his life, but still fine.
"What…what do you mean?" asked Mob. She took a deep breath and relaxed. This was ok. This was…nobody had ever touched her there before. Teru hadn't even…and that was what she had asked him to do. He had skipped all the in between stuff and just climbed on top of her and even that hadn't been good. There were so many things that came between kissing and…and doing all the things. Like this.
This was supposed to be good….maybe it would be.
"You want to be with someone knows you, who knows your body, who knows what you like and exactly how to give it to you." Said Shimazaki, his hand moving higher up her thigh. She sighed and, just a few centimeters, opened her legs. He took that as his cue to keep going, slowly, though. She was breathing…he had never heard her breath like that before. It was good….music to his ears…good music. The best music he'd ever heard in his life.
"You…you know?" asked Mob. His hand went higher up her thigh…and she hadn't meant to make that noise. That high pitched…she had sounded like a cat. She couldn't help it. She had no idea that her legs were so sensitive. It had never felt this way when she…well she had never done this from this angle…this was good….but why was he going so slow?!
"I can learn…if you'll let me." Said Shimazaki as he made it to the waterfall. He let his fingers rest on the band, the leg ban, of her underwear. He traced the lace. That earned him another mew, another gasp, another way to say 'Ryou, I want you'.
"And…um….you won't kick me out when it's done?" asked Mob. She was propped up on her elbows now. It wasn't that comfortable but she wanted to see him. It was the polite thing to do, to look at him, and…and what if…what if he didn't like it? What if he thought that she was gross and…and he wouldn't think that. He wasn't like that. He was Shimazaki and…and he liked her. He really liked her…she didn't have anything to worry about. She laid back all the way. Now all she could see was the ceiling.
It was red.
"Fuck no, why would I do that?" asked Shimazaki as his left hand joined his right. He ran both hands up and down her thighs now, she liked that, he could tell…he added it to the list of things she liked. Fuck her until she can't walk and take the time to read every page of her book fought for dominance in his mind. She was so fucking…everything….God, Mob….
"Because…I don't know. You're not like that….I like that." Said Mob. She liked what he was doing and she liked who he was as a person….but she really liked what he was doing. Both of his hand were running up and down her legs, now, her inner legs…when had they gotten this sensitive? When had her whole body gotten this sensitive? It was like she had more skin or she'd lost a layer of skin and her nerve endings were touching everything or…or something to do with skin…it would come to her later.
"Damn straight." Said Shimazaki. He moved higher, now. No sense in teasing her anymore. No sense in drawing it out for him, either. He had never been good at the whole 'patience' thing, especially with someone he loved. He let his right hand move upwards, trail upwards, until he found what he was looking for….yup. Mob was into it. He pressed the palm of his hand right against her, against all of it. He had no idea what she liked best, or at all….but that was part of the journey, wasn't it? Finding out what she liked…and where she liked it…
Her clit seemed like the best bet.
Yeah, that was always a good bet when it came to girls. He ran his finger over it, through her underwear, maybe to tease her…or maybe to tease himself. Maybe he wanted to drag this out. Maybe he wanted to read every single page of her book. Maybe he wanted to run his hands up every inch of her body. Maybe he wanted to know everything about her, inside and out. Or maybe he just liked clits. They were like dicks but less work.
Or maybe Mob was just really sensitive.
"Oh! That's my….oh…." said Mob. The bed bounced. She had done that. Something heavy on the floor above her, probably that bed, also bounced. Something heavy on the floor below her, probably that bed too. Maybe she had made all the beds in this whole place jump….she would say sorry later. To the other people and the hotel, too, because there was a crack in the ceiling…but not to Shimazaki. This was his fault. He was the one who…who….
How had he DONE that?
"You like that?" asked Shimazaki. Ok, she liked this. One finger on the tip of it, slow little circles, medium pressure…he could do that. He could keep it up all night…but what if he pressed a little harder?
"That's…that's good….that's so good…" said Mob. She threw her head back. Her bangs were sticking to her forehead…they were getting in her eyes. She bushed them away…they went back…she decided to ignore them. She was feeling…all of her feelings and…oh! He was doing something different again!
"And this? What about this?" asked Shimazaki. He pressed harder and focused on the very top…yup. That did it. She was reaching down, now, and grabbing fistfuls of the blanket…this was all because of him…all for him….
"I…I do…" said Mob. She couldn't get any more words out. There weren't anymore words. There was just…that was so….she leaned into him. This was like…she didn't know what this was like. It was better than anything she had ever felt in her life. So this was what boys were for…she had wondered. It had been so boring and weird and slimy with Teru that she had figured that the only reason people did this with boys was to make babies.
She had been wrong….she had been more wrong about this than she had ever been in her whole life.
"How about this?" asked Shimazaki. He changed it up. Two fingers on each side and he treated it more like a dick and less like a…button…thing. Toshi liked this. God, he wished Toshi had been there. Mob on the left, Toshi on the right, him making himself useful…
"That's good too…but the first thing was better…but it's all….oh…" said Mob. She closed her eyes. She had to. That was…it was ok….still good. Everything was good. She opened her legs more. She wanted….she wanted more….
"Good 'oh'?" asked Shimazaki
"It's good but…more, Ryou…..more…" said Mob. She wasn't sure what 'more' meant. She just knew that she wanted more than this. She could feel the bed floating. Something fell onto her head. She felt like she was going to float away or turn into air or…or something like that…in a good way. This was perfect and…and why was he stopping?!
"Ryou!" said Mob. She sat up and grabbed his wrist. She felt his aura focusing on her…but that wasn't what she wanted focused on her! She wanted…he knew what she wanted!
"Do you trust me?" asked Shimazaki
"I do…but why did you stop? I liked that. I was-" said Mob
"Close?" asked Shimazaki. He knew that she was close, that was why he'd stopped. He had no idea what her recovery time was like. Toshi, even on Molly, was pretty one and done. He didn't want to be one and done, at least not with that. She was like a buffet pie. Why would he stick his finger in when he could stick his dick in? Or…or something like that.
"Uh-huh….I was…why did you stop?" asked Mob
"Because I have no idea how many times you can go. I mean Molly helps but there's a lot more that I can do for you." Said Shimazaki
"Do you mean like…like all the things?" asked Mob
"That depends on what you mean by all the things. I'm up to doing anything for you but when it comes to me, like I said, don't hit me or choke me or yank my hair out…oh! And don't stick anything in my eye sockets. That comes up a lot more often than you'd think." Said Shimazaki
"No…I don't want to do any of those things to you….and I want…I just want to feel good, I guess…and…and can we do that?" asked Mob
"We can do whatever you want me to do…but tell me if I cross a line. The last thing I want to do is ruin your second first time." Said Shimazaki as he put a hand to her chest and pushed her, gently, back. It would be better if she was laying down. She could have sat on the edge of the bed if she'd wanted to but this was just a lot easier on his knees.
"You won't ruin it….you can't make it any worse than my actual first time." Said Mob as she laid back. This was already better than before and they hadn't even done all the things yet. She felt the bed shift under her…his hands were back. They went up her legs and past her…past where they should have been. He reached up until he found her stomach. She laughed, she couldn't help it.
"Ticklish?" asked Shimazaki as he played with the top band of her underwear, just below her stomach but just above the monsoon that was her pussy.
"A-A little….but that's ok….this is ok….just….Ryou, please do something…" said Mob. She didn't know what had was planning but it had better not have been to sit there and play with her waistband all day…no, no, no. That had been mean. He could whatever he wanted to do, she wasn't going to be bossy. This was…this was nice….sort of.
It got nicer.
He hooked his fingers under her waistband and pulled her underwear down. It was weird, the feeling of it. It had been stuck to her but now it wasn't and…and did he think that it was gross? She could smell herself from here….he must have thought that it was gross and…and no, Shimazaki didn't think that anything was gross. She once saw him eat a cookie that he'd found between the couch cushions. He was used to this, too. He'd done this with other people…that was good. He knew what he was doing.
One of them needed to know what they were doing,
He tossed her underwear onto the floor. She'd find them later, right now it didn't matter. She lifted her head and watched him. She felt his hands on either side of her hips…the outside of her hips. He was leaning down, now, and….oh….oh! That was…he kissed the inside of her thigh. He kissed it and…and then he did it again. This was…she knew that this was a thing that people did, she had seen it on the internet and in manga that she wasn't supposed to look at. This was supposed to feel really good and….and he was kissing his way higher and higher…but what if…what if he didn't like it? What if she tasted bad? What if-
This was Shimazaki. Nothing bothered him.
She relaxed…and then tensed up again. He was kissing higher and higher now, closer and closer to….to where she wanted him to kiss. It was like her whole body was on fire. She needed this, she needed him, and she needed…she needed…she reached down and pushed his head. Not hard…at least she thought that it hadn't been hard…she just…why was he going so SLOW?! Did he know…didn't he care…of course he cared. He cared about her, that was why he was doing this for her.
And to her.
"Oh…oh!" said Mob. The second he finished kissing upwards, the second he kissed her on the nubby thing, the second his tongue did the thing she saw stars. She closed her eyes so hard that she saw stars and…and something broke but she didn't know what and she didn't care. This was amazing. He was amazing and…and now there was a finger and…and she let go of his head. She had been about to pull his hair and that had been one of his rules and…and it was….this was….
This was what dying felt like. It felt good.
"Fuck." Said Shimazaki as he came up for air. He hadn't known that Mob was so into being eaten out…good to know, good to know. She was also a head pusher, also good to know. He sat up and just…watched her. He wished that he could have taken a picture, well he could have, but it would have been useless to him. He did his best to memorize her. The heaviness of her breathing, the way she melted into the bed like butter, the way she kept on bearing down even after she was finished. The was she slowly, so slowly, let up. He hoped, he prayed, that she wasn't one and done.
He knew what it looked like, on the inside, and now he needed to know what it felt like.
"Yeah…f-word….that was really…really good…" said Mob. She felt like she was made of jelly. Like someone had replaced all of her muscles and bones and organs with jelly…strawberry jelly, because it was h best kind and that had been the best thing that she had ever felt in her life. How could she have possibly been nervous about this? This was good….this was the best feeling…she had to feel this again.
Right. Now.
"Well I aim to-" said Shimazaki
"Can you do it again?" asked Mob
"Sure, when you're ready." Said Shimazaki. He could wait….well he had no choice but to wait, but that was ok. She also hadn't offered to do so much as…well that was ok, too. This was for her. It was her birthday, not his, and on her birthday she could get eaten out as many times as humanly possible.
"I'm ready now, can you do it again? Or…or the other thing? I mean…only if it feels good. If it doesn't feel good then I don't want to do it." Said Mob
"Define 'other thing'." Said Shimazaki
"Um….you know what I mean…" said Mob. She looked away. There was no way that she could come out and SAY it.
"Actually I don't so, please, be specific. Seriously. This is not the place for miscommunication. The last thing I need, right now, is to fuck this up. I've kind of been hovering around this dark place for a while and Molly should help to get my out of my own head and it does but it's like I'm hovering around it and if I fuck this up then I have no idea how I'll be able to get back or even semi-back….like to the same city as back…you know what I mean?" asked Shimazaki
"I..I don't…but I don't want you to be sad. I'll…if you want me to say it um…can we have….sex." said Mob. She whispered that last part. She knew that he heard it, he had good hearing. He must have been able to hear everything. The people arguing in the next room, the sirens outside, the sound of her breathing….he could hear everything….and it was ok. This was Shimazaki. This was…this was ok.
This was more than ok.
"If you're better then, yeah, let's get to it." Said Shimazaki. He tried not to sound too much like he wanted to start doing backflips. He had been about to teleport away from the shock of it, Mob actually asking…it was shocking…and it was hot as fuck. Her asking him…begging him….fuck….fuck! This was happening. She had recovered already, he had been ready, and he had to do this. He had to make this good….well it wasn't exactly like he had a tough act to follow. If he ever found this guy, the idiot who'd almost ruined sex for her, he'd kick his ass. Plain and simple. To think that someone had treated Mob like that…his girlfriend….
The second love of his life…maybe.
He opened his eyes and looked at her, really looked at her, in his mind's eye. He didn't know why it worked better when he opened his eyes and he would leave that to the Claw scientists to figure out. The only thing he wanted to figure out was how he could commit every centimeter of Mob to memory. The way she laid there, skirt around her waist, tits straining against her shirt, hair spread out around her…she somehow looked thoroughly debauched and ready for more…
More was good.
"Ryou….um…this is going to be good, right?" asked Mob. She could feel him looking at her. His eyes were opened and his aura was concentrated in them. She was right there in it's path…she felt kind of like an ant under a microscope. He was watching her with his aura….his hands were at the side of her hips, and he was just…watching her. Teru had done the same thing…and she knew how that had ended.
"If it's not then you get to kick my ass, alright?" said Shimazaki
"I don't think that I'd do that…it's mean." Said Mob
"Well I give you my complete permission to kick my ass if I'm shitty in bed. If you don't finish at least once then, please, put me out of my misery." Said Shimazaki
"I'm not worried about it not feeling good. I'm just worried about feeling all…slimy." Said Mob
"Well you won't because I'm not going to finish inside of you…but thanks for reminding me. That could have been bad." Said Shimazaki. He got up and felt around for his jacket. He had no idea where the complimentary condoms had gone to and he didn't trust them, either. Toshi had called him weirdly specific but he didn't think so. He knew his size, his brand, and honestly this was not the thing he wanted to roll the dice on.
Not with Mob, anyway.
"Bad?" asked Mob. She laid on her side and watched him. He was looking through his coat…she hadn't done anything bad, right? She had….she hadn't messed up, right? She didn't know what she would have done if she'd messed up….
"Mob I…found them…ok. Mob, I really like you. I think that you're great and I want to sleep with you but I don't want to have a baby with you. I know you want to have a kid and…and I do too….more than anything else in the world but-" said Shimazaki
"I-I don't want to have a baby with you either! That's not…that's not what this is about." Said Mob. How could she have forgotten about Shoko…or Shigeo, if she had a boy. She liked Shimazaki but…but not in the 'I want to have a baby with you' way. That was a love thing, maybe, or just…it would have been too weird to do that with him…with someone she wasn't in love with….
"Good, we're on the same page. I mean maybe later, I mean feelings change-" said Shimazaki
"Can we have sex now." Said Mob. She didn't want to talk about this anymore. She didn't want to think about this anymore. This just…this was somehow not the time to think about babies…even though this was how you got them and…and that wasn't what this was about. This was about feeling good and being happy and making him happy and-
-and that.
She had never seen…well now she had seen. He kicked off his boxers and….and that was a thing that was there. She wanted to ask him where it all went when he wasn't using it. She wanted to ask him if it hurt. She wanted to ask him if it was supposed to be that big. She wanted to ask him how that was supposed to fit inside of her. She wanted to ask him if it would poke her organs. She wanted to ask him a lot of things…
But now didn't seem like the time.
This was the time for…was she supposed to lay down? He got onto the bed next to her and…and now they were kissing. This was weird. She tasted herself but…but it was nice, too, kissing him. He was good at this. He was good at a lot of things…she wondered what else he was good at. She laid down, that seemed like the right thing to do. This was how it was in a lot of the movies. She laid back and he kissed her neck. The side of it, the part that felt like…oh! This was…this was nice but…but what about….Teru had just sort of poked her a lot until it went in and then the part with the slime happened. Shimazaki wasn't poking her. He was just kissing her and touching her breasts…this was kind of nice…
He wasn't testing them like avocados.
That was what Teru had done. He had just squeezed them like they were avocados or melons or…or something else that you had to squeeze to test. Shimazaki treated her breasts like they were actually attached. He was so soft…his skin was soft…and his mouth, too, once it joined his hands. This was nice but….but this wasn't what she had asked for.
She moved.
She shifted to the middle and scooted her legs out from under him. She remembered how this went and…and she wanted to get on with it. This was supposed to be the best thing in the world and…and she wanted this. She wanted to take the memory of this and replace it with the memory of…of what had happened before. She wrapped on leg around him…and then the other. She had read this, once, that the girl…well Anna had done this for Kristoff because he had been nervous…and Shimazaki wasn't nervous but…or maybe he was or…or….she didn't know! She just wanted-
-that. She wanted that.
"Oh…oh yes!" said Mob. That was the only thing that she could think of saying. The only words that came to mind. He was…it could fit, that was good to know. That was….this was…she was warm. She was too warm. She was…this was warm and he was like a blanket and also he was inside of her and she was inside of her but now he was moving and he was moving and…and it was…was it supposed to last this long? She held him close. She held him so he couldn't go…he kept on trying to leave, to come out of her, and…and she couldn't let that happen. Every time he pulled back she followed. Every time he moved forward she move forward too. Every time he move backwards she moved backwards too. She couldn't let him go. She had to feel…she couldn't believe that she had gone this long without feeling this! This was the best thing ever! She kissed him. She held him. She closed her eyes and buried her face in his crook of his neck and-
-and all the lights went off.
The room shook. The windows opened and shut. Something shattered. Someone shouted…wait, no, that was her. She was the one shouting. She got it, now, why Minegishi was always….why they….why her best friend in the entire world…her best friend. Mob opened her eyes and looked up. His eyes were closed and he was moving but…but she wasn't. This was…she was doing this with her best friend's boyfriend. She was….this wasn't cheating, they knew that Shimazaki liked her and…and they would have said something if this was…if she was doing something wrong…
How could something wrong feel so good?
He was moving fast, still, and….and it was so good. It was still good and….and something that felt good couldn't have been bad. She was happy and she hadn't been happy in a while and…and she pushed her bad thoughts away. She exorcised them, like how Dad ha always told her to exorcise….she didn't want to think about Dad either. She didn't want to think about anything other than…other than this. She could feel bad about this later, she could worry about this later. She could…she would….she couldn't think about anything now. This was so…so good and nice and…and she wanted to think about this now. She would think about the rest of it tomorrow…or when this was over….
Whenever that happened. She would worry about this tomorrow. She would care about this, about something other than feeling good tomorrow…in a day….
When it wasn't her birthday anymore.