Disclaimer: Gotoubun no Hanayome doesn't belong to me, nor its characters.
Due to his younger sister Raiha catching a fever, Fuutarou Uesugi had thought that he would be unable to attend the school trip; the girl had collapsed in school yesterday, so she had to be sent home early. Their father wasn't going to be home until the morning, so Fuutarou took care of Raiha by himself until then, to the point that he thought he wouldn't be able to attend the field trip tomorrow. He informed Nino about his current situation and she immediately understood upon knowing. She had promised him that they wouldn't leave without him, and that was all the reassurance he needed.
The next morning, Isanari had arrived home right when the buses were supposed to leave. At the same time, Raiha began to feel better as the fever seemed like it had disappeared completely. Both his sister and father tried to get him to leave right away in hopes of being able to catch up to the buses, but he calmly assessed the situation.
Convinced that he had missed the buses, Fuutarou just accepted the fact that he had missed the school trip and prepared to give Nino a call to tell her to just enjoy the school trip without him, until a certain redhead showed up in his house unexpectedly.
"It's not too late, Uesugi-kun." Itsuki spoke, getting everyone's attention as she stood there, her hands clasped together in front of her stomach in a somewhat shy manner.
"Itsuki…?" Fuutarou asked, caught off guard with his student's unexpected appearance. Didn't she leave with everyone else already? "What are you doing—"
The redheaded girl shook her head, cutting him off. "Let's not waste any more time, Uesugi-kun." She walked towards him and grabbed his bag, carrying his things for him as she turned to his family. "Excuse me, Raiha-chan. I'll be borrowing your brother for a while."
"Okay!" the young girl cheered, while Isanari just gave a thumbs-up.
The two teenagers headed outside, where Fuutarou couldn't help but ask her a few questions to in order to satisfy his curiosity. As far as he knew, the buses have already left to head to the supposed destination. Did this mean that the quintuplets weren't able to catch up like him?
"Why are you here? Surely the buses have left by now?" he asked.
"I saw it off," Itsuki confirmed with a nod. "But since I'm the only one who knows where your house is, I'm the only one who could guide everyone here." She raised her hand and pointed forward. Fuutarou followed her movement, and blinked a few times when he saw a black car outside of his home. Waiting there was the rest of the Nakano quintuplets, and all of them looked considerably happy upon seeing him.
"Fuutarou…"
"You're late, Fuutarou-kun!"
"Over here! Over here!"
"You really made us wait, you jerk!"
Upon seeing Miku, Ichika, Yotsuba, and Nino, Fuutarou immediately realized what this was about. These girls chose not to go on the field trip using the bus and decided to come out here all this way to fetch him through their car so they could all attend altogether. Somehow, he already knew that his wonderful girlfriend was the one behind this, given how she was winking at him when nobody was looking and oh, was he tempted to give her a kiss right now—
"Uesugi-kun, may I ask you for a favor?" Itsuki asked, which suddenly interrupted the young man from his thoughts as he looked towards her.
"A favor?"
Itsuki blushed for a few moments, before speaking. "I know I said that I would help Kaede-san with the test of courage but unfortunately, she wasn't able to attend the trip. As a result, I was chosen to replace her, but… I cannot do something like standing around in a dark place by myself, b-because… I'm afraid of ghosts." She looked very embarrassed upon revealing her fear, but fought through it as she slowly looked up at him with a shy expression. "At the same time, I cannot just ignore the responsibility that was given to me, so… would it be too much if I ask you to help me with the test of courage?"
"Ah, so that's what this is about…" he said in his mind, and immediately thought about how this would affect later events, especially with regards to his girlfriend. "This is gonna be hard to explain to Nino later…"
Despite that, he saw no reason not to help his student. Maybe in the past, he would've declined and tell her to ask someone else, but he wasn't like that anymore. "Sure, why not? I'll help you."
Itsuki's blush deepened. "U-Uhm… t-thank you for considering! I… I don't know what I would have done if… I had to do this alone…" She shut her eyes tightly and turned away, unable to look at him anymore. "A-Anyway, we should get going…!"
Fuutarou only stared at the girl as she went inside the car, puzzled at her sudden behavior before he shrugged and went to his girlfriend next. Judging from the pout on her face, she didn't seem happy for some reason.
"You had me worried, you know? I almost thought you weren't going to show up," she snapped, folding her arms and continuing to pout at him.
Fuutarou heaved a sigh. "I needed to ensure that my sister was feeling better, so you can't really blame me for it." He already told her about this earlier, so he saw no reason in repeating it again.
She retained the pout on her face for a few seconds, before looking away with a huff. "Hmph, you're lucky I told everyone that you weren't gonna be able to catch up to the buses and you're even luckier that Itsuki knew where you lived." Nino finally turned towards him after that, finally calming down from her initial anger. "If she didn't, then I don't know what I would have done."
"Thank you for being worried about me, Nino." After bowing his head out of gratitude, he then smiled at her. "How's your ass, by the way?"
For the first time today, the girl looked flustered, and it happened after she was asked about her backside. "Uhm… it's been fine so far. It only stings when I sit down without being careful. Luckily, nobody seems suspicious of me until now, even though I'm sure I've been acting weird in front of everybody else," she explained, looking up at him in uncertainty.
"Good," he nodded in approval. Knowing his girlfriend, she normally had no problem with showing how horny she felt in front of others if it meant being able to reach her climax, but it's a good thing she didn't do anything suspicious. "Now I need you to listen for a bit. Your sister just asked me to help her out in handling the test of courage and I agreed. Turns out our classmate who was supposed to be the one assigned to it wasn't able to attend, so Itsuki became in charge of it. Naturally, she can't do it on her own so she asked me to lend her a hand and I said yes," he explained his earlier conversation with Itsuki and as he expected, Nino's reaction to it was less than pleasant.
"You gotta be kidding me… I didn't wait around for a fucking week without having your dick inside me just to find out that you're not going to spend time with me at all!" She then pointed a finger towards him accusingly. "You just want to see me beg for your thing down there, don't you? You want to see me on my knees, screaming for your dick so you can fuck me right here and now," she said in pure sarcasm, causing Fuutarou to sigh heavily.
"No, that's not it," he shook his head, before giving his girlfriend a serious expression. "Look, I can't just take back what I told Itsuki earlier. That would make her upset, and I don't want things to go back to how they were back then. Honestly, I would rather it be this way, where we all get along because my job as a tutor is easier that way."
Nino groaned, not because she was angry, but because Fuutarou's words made sense and she knew that she had no choice but to agree. "Then what am I supposed to do? I'm supposed to be your girlfriend, but I can't even be alone with you for a second… some school trip this is…"
"You're alone with me now…" he thought, finding some humor in this situation but he say it loud. Honestly, he had no idea to do for now, but he'll be damned if this meant that he wasn't going to spend time with his girlfriend. Perhaps he can figure it out along the way.
Fuutarou leaned closer to her and started whispering in a soft voice, something that only Nino could hear. "I'll figure out something to make sure we can be alone without anyone bothering us. For now, just go along with the flow, alright? It should help make your sisters less suspicious of you because let's face it. If you were trying to get into my pants right now, your sisters are going to ask questions and that's something we don't want happening, right?" he explained.
"Fine," she groaned, rolling her eyes. Afterwards, she raised her finger and frowned at him. "But you better have something good in mind. I'm so goddamn frustrated and horny that I could burst if you just tell me to."
"Come on, you two. Get inside the car, or we'll be late!" Ichika's voice interrupted the two from their conversation, causing the two to turn towards the first quint, and she was already on board the vehicle along with the others. Ichika gave them a wink before getting back inside.
The two looked at each other, confused with Ichika's gesture before they simply shrugged it off and simply went inside the car. Much to Nino's displeasure, Fuutarou had to sit with Itsuki while she was with Yotsuba and Ichika.
No matter. She would have Fuutarou all to herself later on, anyway. It's not like her sisters had feelings for him, so she would have him for the rest of the day and the remaining two days they had for this trip. It excited Nino to the point that she had to think of other things to stop herself from being aroused, but she definitely can't wait to spend time with her boyfriend today.
And thus began the unforgettable field trip.
Opening her eyes, the first thing that Nino Nakano realized was that she was not in her room and not in her own bed. Her second realization corrected the first after a few moments: she was in the room where she was supposed to sleep in for the night, but they were currently not in their home at the moment. They were supposed to be attending the school trip, but were forced to stay at an inn for the night due to a snowstorm. There were two rooms left but only four people could fit inside one, so Nino had volunteered to be with Fuutarou in one room while her sisters would occupy the other.
That decision shocked her sisters greatly, but when she asked if one of them were willing to step up and sleep with him instead of her, none had volunteered. Even Itsuki, who strongly opposed the idea of her sister and tutor sleeping with each other, could only stay quiet. In the end, Nino just reassured them that nothing bad would happen to her but of course, that was only a cover for their true activities for the night.
Nino shifted her hips back, feeling a familiar sensation poking the back of her panties. The movement also reminded her of her lingering soreness on her bottom — the result of the last time she'd disobeyed Fuutarou — but the pain was almost completely gone by now. Not that long ago, such poking and soreness would have resulted in a scream, followed by grunts of pain. That was, for obvious reasons, no longer the case.
With his chest against her back, his arms around her shoulders, their legs tangled together, she felt Fuutarou stir behind her. They were each dressed only in underwear, panties for her (she refused to wear a bra and he just allowed her in the end) and briefs for him, with the blanket thrown over their nearly-naked bodies. Yet despite her state of undress, Nino felt little shame. On one hand, she relished and enjoyed the sensation of their bare skin coming together, and on the other, with all the things he'd done to her, clothing appeared very optional these days. In private, at least.
The previous night was spent not by having sex (her sisters were literally next door and the walls here weren't soundproof), but rather a lot of holding, hugging, and simply being with each other. Both had agreed not to engage in any sexual acts that involved penetration until they were absolutely sure that nobody would be around to see them, although having sex and being dominated with many witnesses around was one of the fantasies in her diary…
Her senses were still returning to her when she noticed Fuutarou's hand moving up along her side, lightly tickling her ribs before reaching her soft breasts. His fingers opened, taking her bountiful mound in their grip, and her body quickly responded with that pleasant tingling she craved every time he touched her. He wasn't even awake and he was groping her. A part of her felt flattered, her body was just too tempting, but she also wondered why she wasn't bothered with it anymore.
"When he found the diary," Nino pondered, "When it became clear he liked doing things with me. To me. When I knew he wouldn't leave me alone. Since then, he's claimed more parts of me, little by little, and each time, I'm only push back. He owns me. And it feels so good."
Nino shuffled on her side, rolling more towards Fuutarou's grasping fingers to allow them better access. The boy responded with a soft mewl, digging his head into the crook of her shoulder and brushing his touch along the underside of her right breasts, then down her flat stomach before reaching the waistband of her panties. Biting her lip, Nino fought the sudden urge to help him, guiding him through this last flimsy barrier and sliding his fingers inside her already moistening slit.
"This is Fuu-kun doing this to me," Nino thought, turning her head ever so slightly so she could have a glimpse of him. "My tutor. My idiot. My master… My boyfriend. I have to be dreaming. Only no fantasy that I have ever felt like this."
And when Fuutarou's fearless fingers finally reached her most private part, that sweetest of spots between her long, much-admired legs, and began stroking it absently, the surge was enough to break any lingering illusions. No, it wasn't a dream. It was real, and it made Nino glad she was alive. It also made her moan softly. This was followed by a sudden jolt from behind her. The fingers stopped.
"No…" she whimpered, her body too desperate to allow her a normal voice. "Keep going." She opened her legs a little more and pushed back, Fuutarou's erection now lodged firmly between her thighs.
"Um… Nino, what…" came his sleep-filled voice.
"Good morning, Fuu-kun," Nino said, wishing she could turn herself around and kiss him, but that was only a little difficult with the way she was now. "Please keep going… your brain apparently knows how to deal with me even when you are not awake~"
It took Fuutarou a moment to realize what he was doing. "M-Morning," he whispered, lifting his head from her shoulder. "Is my hand…"
"Yes," Nino answered.
Fuutarou blinked a few times, as his eyes started to widen, his sleepiness wearing off rather quickly. "How long have I been… doing that?"
She smirked. "Not long enough." Nino turned her upper body, until his face came into view. A blush had quickly grown on his cheeks, his eyes lost all signs of sleep and there was a little trail of saliva glistening on the corner of his lips. "You just couldn't resist yourself while you're with me, could you?"
His blush deepened, but he was able to keep himself composed. "You should have stopped me."
"Are you stupid, why would I do that?" She caught a particular look in his eyes and quickly squeezed her legs shut, trapping his hand in place, just before he could move it away. "You could have flipped me over, pulled down my panties and started screwing me to next week, and I still wouldn't have stopped you. I like it when you do things like this, Fuu-kun."
"I know, it's just… you were sleeping," Fuutarou said. He shifted himself up on an elbow, moving his face above her, but she still refused to let his hand go. It remained pressed rather pleasantly against her warm panties. "Nino?"
"You were sleeping. And I'm not asleep now, Third. If you want your hand back, you will have to—"
That was as far as she got before his lips came down and sealed over hers, and after that she barely had time to moan before she felt his tongue enter her mouth. A shiver ran through her as her eyes closed and she gave in to being taken like this so firmly and so early. Her hands moved up along his side, then wrapped around him, drawing his body almost on top of hers. Without breaking the kiss, she felt him push her onto her back. Her legs opened, releasing his hand. It didn't go far.
As he climbed over her, taking the dominant position, he tugged the waistband of her panties, now sporting a rather noticeable wet spot along the gusset, and slid his hand under them, touching her bare throbbing skin.
Nino moaned again, though this time the noise was considerably more muffled, as it should be with a mouth full of tongue, and not her own. Yet, unlike so many of their previous kisses, when one or the other would grab an early advantage but eventually be fought to a draw, she made no effort to struggle or kiss back. She wanted to let him have all the initiative. To let him place himself into a position where he could do whatever he wanted to her, and she wanted him to do just that.
The same also applied down below. Nino spread herself for him, running her heels along the sheets as she opened her legs wide. Fuutarou's fingers found her labia, both inner and outer, an easy target and soon began a gentle rubbing, pressing on either side and stroking up towards the now rock-hard clit. Her breathing quickly became heavy, matching Fuutarou's, and when the kiss finally broke she gasped hungrily for air.
Then, almost at the same time, his fingers halted their movements. Her vision misty with the haze of lust, Nino looked down and saw he was smiling.
"I guess you really want to be mean to me," she gasped.
Fuutarou shifted, retrieving his hand from her panties and holding it up. Clear strands of her honey clung to his fingers. Nino squirmed, the heat in her panties having become intolerable, and squirmed even more when Fuutarou moved his wet hand towards her face, so close she could smell her cunt on him.
"How about breakfast before an orgasm?" he said in a stern voice, but also with a hint of smugness within it.
"I was going to suggest you eat me for breakfast, not that I eat myself," Nino grumbled in reply, then took his index finger in her mouth and sucked on it, the sharp taste of her passion teasing her senses. It wasn't the first time Nino tasted her own pussy, but no matter how much she did it, like cum, it would never be her favorite.
After sucking and slurping each finger clean, and licking her lips to show both her eagerness and submission, Nino gave him a pleading look. "Now, can I cum, Fuu-sama?"
"You came last night, and it took a lot of effort to keep you quiet so your sisters won't hear," Fuutarou deadpanned. "I don't trust you enough to keep your mouth shut so the others won't hear you screaming and moaning. You love being as loud as you can, after all."
"Fair enough," Nino frowned and huffed, before trying to play it off with her next words. She smirked. "I suppose you want me to get you off, though. You love having my mouth around your cock."
His red face told him she was right, but it wasn't like Fuutarou had to deny anything with their roles being what they were. "And you love to do it, don't you?"
"Sucking on your cock like it was a stinky meat lollipop and hearing you moan? Only about as much as I like you putting me over your knee and spanking me."
Fuutarou smiled. "So… a lot?" he chuckled.
Nino found it rather easy to smile back. She liked it when he was in a good mood, regardless of whether he was willing to finger or eat her out to climax.
"Speaking of spankings," Fuutarou said, after his laughter had died down. "How's your bottom?"
"Still a little sore, but I think I should be able to sit without too much trouble."
The night before, Fuutarou had inspected her bruises, making her bend over naked and grab her ankles while he sat on the futon. After some poking, probing and grabbing, and more than a little teasing her slit between her lovely ass, he declared that she was healing well. Most of the red had faded back into her usual creamy color, but some of the darker smudges remained and would be there for about a week at least.
Nino had been so embarrassed to have him place her like that that she never stopped blushing, though of course, it'd also made her noticeably moist to the point it began running down her thighs. In fact, almost nothing Fuutarou did to her these days failed to arouse her.
"It's going to be a problem if he decides he wants to try more things in school, but it's not like I mind," Nino thought. There was no guarantee she wouldn't just spontaneously cream herself if he so much as looked at her in a lewd manner.
"That's good," Fuutarou said, breaking her out of her reverie. He bent down and placed a kiss on the side of her neck, then followed it by leaving a trail over her collar bone. When he reached her breasts, he quickly began teasing the skin with his tongue, licking the sweat pooled in the valley between her soft mounds and flicking each of her nipples to full hardness, using his other hand to squeeze the breasts as he licked it. "You're making progress."
Nino gasped, her mind rapidly becoming blank, her body reacting naturally and strongly to this new stimulation. Even in this state, however, she couldn't help herself complaining. "A-Ah. No thanks to you. It's been days!"
"It's the school trip right now. We'll have plenty of time to ourselves, I promise," Fuutarou murmured as he moved from suckling on one teat to the other, pulling it gently with his teeth before sucking it like a greedy infant and making Nino tremble with increased volume. Her mounds were of the perfect size and there was no denying how sensitive they felt when Fuutarou did things to her nipples.
"Mnnn, ahhh, God, that's so good!" was all she could manage, absently rubbing her legs, her face growing hot. "Fuu-kun, please~" she grinned lustfully. "Is that what you want? To hear me beg? I'll beg as much as you want. Just put it in."
Fuutarou lifted his head from her chest, but kept one hand on her breast and brought the other back inside her panties, stroking her gently without entering her, enough to balance Nino on the edge and not bring her closer to it. "Not right now. Soon, I promise. It's really not a good idea to do this with your sisters sleeping next door. But I've been thinking of some ideas we could do when we finally have the time..."
"Oh?" That was a surprise, although at this point it probably shouldn't be. "You've been having naughty thoughts? About me?"
"Nino, look at us. There's almost no time I'm not having naughty thoughts about you anymore. But you wanted me to be in control, so that's what I'm doing. And not just in control of your body, but mine also."
"Fuu-kun, are you stupid? It's not JUST my body." Reaching down, she took his hand, the one deep inside her panties and squeezed it lovingly. "You own me completely. Every part of me belongs to you. My mind, my body, my heart, and my soul."
"R-Right…" he muttered, a blush forming on his face. He was reminded once again that she belonged to him now, not just figuratively but literally as well. She had worn his collar and even confessed her love for him. If that didn't show her complete devotion and submission to him, then nothing will.
"Since we're not going to do anything else, can you please get off me?" she said, looking amused at the reaction she got from him. "I'm going to take a quick bath. It's gonna be crowded there later on, so I should take a trip to the onsen before it's filled up. I'll try and wake up my sisters too on the way."
"Alright," he straightened up and slid his hand from her panties, before moving over to let her move freely. He could have refused, of course, and he could spend a little more time with her. But, he wasn't like that. Truth be told, they could get caught at any moment with him being on top of her and his hands inside her panties.
Nino sat and got to her feet, stretching out her limbs for a bit before grabbing her yukata that she discarded last night then putting it on. She looked back at Fuutarou — who started arranging the futons as well as their belongings before meeting her gaze — and blew him a kiss before leaving the room with a skip in her step.
Heading to the mixed bath, the redhead was pleased to see that nobody was around yet, meaning that she had the whole place to herself right now. At the same time, she saw this as a wasted opportunity. "I should've asked Fuu-kun if he wanted to join me," she pouted at her own stupidity.
Nino removed her yukata and grabbed one of the towels that were available there before . At least six red marks decorated her breasts and sides where Fuutarou had gone wild on them the night before, nibbling and kissing and biting to his heart's content, and her right nipple still bore some faint teeth marks. The memory was a pleasant one, and she was frustrated that he didn't just shove his meaty cock inside of her and fuck her brains out. Despite that, Fuutarou was really learning his way around her body, growing bolder and even more aggressive every time they did it. Nino liked it that way, because she was assured that she wasn't alone and that she could depend on someone she trusted.
In the past, she would never do something as degrading as wearing a collar, being bent over and spanked, being paddled as a punishment, being leashed like a dog, and other submissive things, but it was all a part of her role now. It showed, in some twisted way, that Fuutarou had changed her life. While all of those things were completely humiliating, since it was him telling her to do it, it didn't really feel wrong. Fuutarou had that privilege. Nobody else can make her feel this way.
She hissed slightly as she dipped herself into the steaming water, particularly because of her bottom. While it didn't hurt that much anymore, the temperature of the water caused the marks on her butt to redden again, but it was nothing she couldn't handle. This already happened the previous night, and none of her sisters had noticed it.
On the surface of the water, Nino saw the reflection of a beautiful young woman and she sighed. Her hand drifted down, and Nino gasped as she felt her pussy throb under her touch. Before she could be clouded with her own lust, however, the girl quickly snapped out of it and reminded herself that this wasn't the place to play with herself. Fuutarou was right, she could be seen here by anyone so she had to be careful.
Her bath was quick and hot. She rinsed out between her legs, even inside where Fuutarou's fingers and tongue had made her sticky earlier, before moving on and washing her ass and breasts. She also gave her hair a once-over to get the smell out, which was difficult to do because of how long it was.
After she was done, she rose from the water and grabbed a towel which she wrapped around her chest. A second towel was used to dry her hair. When she left the mixed bath while holding her yukata, she went back to her shared room and saw Fuutarou going over his things. He had put on some pants, but he was still shirtless. As she stepped inside and closed the door, he turned, and their eyes met.
Fuutarou wasted little time and stood up, walking over towards her. "Are you okay?" He placed a hand on her shoulder, still slightly moist from her bath. "I know what the water does to your butt, and—"
"I'm okay," Nino smiled. This was another reason why she loved him. He wasn't just aggressive and dominant because she tells him to be like that. Underneath those aspects, he was a good guy who cared about the people he loved. He was also less strict and demanding when it came to his duties now, but he still retained enough to make sure that she and her sisters won't slack off. "Fuu-kun, I—"
He hugged her.
For a moment, Nino had no idea how to respond. The sudden show of affection had confused her, wondering what made Fuutarou want to hug her out of nowhere. For a few moments, she thought this way until the possibility of needing to say something important sprung up in her mind. Nino moved her arms up around him and clung to him, resting her head against his shoulder while waiting for what he was going to say.
"I love you," he whispered, so close to her she could feel his breath tickling her ear, which she realized had turned red.
"Uhm… yeah," she blushed, caught off guard with his sudden words. "I love you too, but… what's this about?"
"I just felt like saying it," Fuutarou chuckled, causing Nino to pout because she had thought it was something of the utmost importance. He then shifted to a more serious tone almost immediately. "I know you really want to do it, but not right now. I promise we will, once we have time to ourselves. Tonight, more or less."
Somehow, Nino knew he'd say something like that. She just wanted to berate herself for not thinking about it sooner. The redheaded girl grabbed the back of his shirt and pressed herself fully against him, their bodies separated only by her towel and his clothes, and she was quite ready to shed the towel.
"It's okay. I can wait for the right time, Fuu-kun. You know me, I'm your slutty girlfriend, so you can expect me to say things like this all the time." She chuckled as well, pulling away slightly so she could look at him in the face. Her fingers went to his collarbone and slowly trailed down until they reached his chest. "Just touch me a little, please."
His arms moved down and held her around the waist, then a hand slipped in under the end of her towel and cupped her plump backside. The muscles there were tender, making her jump, but the touch was very pleasant regardless, and welcome.
"Is this okay?" Fuutarou asked, raising an eyebrow at her. Nino felt his fingers brush along towards her crack, before sliding in, seeking her asshole.
"Of course," Nino replied, shifting her feet a little further apart for easier access. "You did say you'd train my ass. I've been waiting for something on that front, because I still want to try and do anal sex with you. And besides, I always like having your hands on me~"
"I'd do something about that training now, only… we're not exactly by ourselves," he sighed.
She rolled her eyes. "Yeah, yeah, I know. This is supposed to be the school trip, but we can't even enjoy some time together ourselves. If anyone sees us like this, we'll have to answer a lot of weird questions."
"We better let go." His grip on her remained firm, one finger daringly stroking her tight, freshly washed anus like one soft stroke behind the ears of a lazy cat.
"Yeah, we better." Likewise, Nino didn't budge.
"You first?" Fuutarou suggested.
She snorted. "Screw that. You're the dominant one. You let go first. I'm the needy one. I want to cling as long as I can." Fuutarou blushed. The fact that she could openly describe them in such terms already spoke volumes and Nino hoped he appreciated it.
"But we need to wake your sisters up—"
"Oh, screw them too. Wait, not like that," Nino giggled. She moved her head to look at Fuutarou's face, feeling a lot more in control of her feelings than she'd been just a few minutes before. "If you want me to let go, then at least tell me what you plan to do later so I know what to do."
"Well, I'm gonna be a little busy helping Itsuki with the test of courage, but I'm sure I can make time for you when it's your turn to be there." Fuutarou said innocently, but of course he knew that wasn't what she was really asking. His expression became more thoughtful. "I'll just need to figure out the right opportunity to sneak away."
"Itsuki's afraid of ghosts, so I'm sure it'll be her who gets scared and runs away when that happens," Nino laughed, finding it funny how Itsuki was the one who was left in charge of a game that involved scaring people, when she was the one who has a fear of the paranormal and other superstitions.
Fuutarou chuckled as well. "If she does that, then I suppose that'll be our cue. Hide behind a tree or anything and then I'll follow you. We'll sneak away after that we'll be alone by then."
"Should I be naked under or can I wear some panties?" Nino was already liking the sound of this, and due to her growing arousal, her nether regions agreed as well.
"You can wear panties for now, but make sure to take them off before doing the test of courage," Fuutarou said firmly, before smirking. "I've been holding back the urge to push you against a wall and fuck you, honestly. I'm still going to do just that, only it'll be against a tree this time."
"Of course. My pussy should always be exposed for you," Nino agreed, blushing upon hearing his intentions that she was almost tempted to get down on her knees and beg for him to fuck her. But she knew that she had to wait, because what Fuutarou had in mind for her could likely cause her to start dripping so much that she could make a small puddle out of her juices.
"And your ass," Fuutarou added. Nino stiffened when she felt his finger break the seal of her asshole and push in like a warm, thick worm into this tight space they were both increasingly taking an interest in. After a pause, the finger started pumping back and forth. The feeling was strange, yet so lewdly powerful it made Nino bite into his shoulder and rise to her toes. "But for now, I want you wearing panties. I don't want you wetting yourself before we even get the chance to be alone."
Honestly, she only understood what he was saying up until the part where he didn't want her to wet herself, mainly due to her attention being taken elsewhere. It took all the willpower she possessed just to stop herself moaning from his slow, gentle penetration.
"I'm really taking orders from him with his finger up my ass," she thought, face red and breathing rapidly turning heavy. "When exactly did he turn me into this? And I want it so badly. He might not have trained my ass, but it's clear he trained the rest of me… like his obedient little dog."
Nino would have liked to enjoy the moment for a while longer, and she would have if the voices of her sisters from next door caught her attention. Fuutarou heard it as well. At once, both teens pushed back from each other, their cheeks fiercely red, but also upset that they couldn't continue.
"You should dress up and go meet your sisters," Fuutarou told her as he went back to arranging his belongings. "I'm gonna take a bath after this. And don't forget what we talked about, okay?"
Nino nodded and did as she was told, putting on her underwear then her yukata. She waved goodbye to her boyfriend before leaving the room and heading to the one beside it, a serious look showing on her face.
"Wake up, everyone! The buses are supposed to leave before ten in the morning," Nino announced as she went inside. Inside, three of the four girls were already awake and were fixing the futons that they used. Ichika, as expected, was still asleep so she would have to be waken up sooner or later.
"Good morning, Nino! How was your sleep?" Yotsuba asked as soon as she noticed the second quint at the door, full of energy in her voice.
Nino shrugged. "It was fine, like always. That's all there is to it."
Itsuki blinked and for some reason, she was blushing hard. "Really? Uesugi-kun d-didn't do anything weird to you while you were sleeping…?"
"Why would he? He's not like that, you should know it by now," Nino told her youngest sister, throwing her a look of confusion.
"Itsuki's just worried because you slept with a guy. She even wanted to sneak into your room last night just to see if you were doing fine," Miku spoke up,
Itsuki looked at the third quint in betrayal, shocked and embarrassed at being caught red-handed. "M-M-Miku…!"
Nino smirked. "Ah, so that's what this is about, little sis? Well, I don't know why you were worried, but nothing happened!" she laughed, while also relieved that Itsuki didn't go to the room next door, or she would have had a front row seat of Fuutarou eating her out and making her climax three times in a row.
Now that she had been caught in the act, Itsuki had no reason to hide what she was feeling anymore. "You were sleeping next to a man, Nino! Our tutor, no less! I can't help but worry if something had happened to you!"
"Fuu-kun's not like that! And even if he was, I wouldn't let him lay a finger on me," Nino snapped, while continuing the rest of her intended words in her head. "I wouldn't let him, but he'd push me down and touch my body, anyway. I can't wait for tonight!"
"So… what did you two do after you went to his room last night?" Yotsuba asked curiously, since she would be lying if she said she wasn't worried about Fuutarou and Nino sleeping together in the same room.
"Ah, nothing much. We just talked for a bit about the field trip then went to sleep right away." As she said that, Nino recalled the feeling of Fuutarou's finger in her ass and wondered if she would get another session with the paddle soon. Or maybe a belt this time.
Miku looked at Itsuki with a deadpan expression. "Well, there you have it. I told you that Fuutarou's not someone to take advantage of a girl, Itsuki… especially our sister."
"I-I was still in the right to worry!" Itsuki insisted that she didn't do anything wrong.
Nino sighed heavily and began waving her arms to get their attention. "Yeah, yeah, whatever. You four should get up and take a bath already while you can, or you're gonna be sharing it with a lot more people. I already had a date with the hot water earlier and it was so good. So I'm gonna go and get something to eat now because I'm starving."
With that, Nino turned and made her exit, heading to the kitchen afterwards. This was something she was good at. Following orders. His orders; and showing herself to him like the obedient pervert she was.
Ever since meeting her, Fuutarou Uesugi had been confused by Nino. Most girls tended to be riddles wrapped in enigmas, and Nino was that, then inserted into a quadratic education and raised to a power of X.
Finding her diary made a few things clear about her — it would be strange if it didn't, given that it revealed her deepest and most perverted thoughts and dirty fantasies — and it was thanks to it that they somehow made this twisted, messed-up, and perverted relationship work. It wasn't that hard when he had a literal manual for Nino's wants right in the palm of his hand.
As he sat in the bath in peace, he slowly realized that he may be getting addicted to Nino's body as if it was a drug, not that there's anything wrong with it. As long as they take steps to ensure that what they're doing is safe and will not lead to teenage pregnancy, then Fuutarou didn't see what the problem is. He ignored these feelings and urges for so long that getting to experience them all again made him wish that this would never end. He loved Nino, he loved spending time with her, and he loved being around her.
He had to admit, though, resisting the urge to fuck his girlfriend again was challnging. But a challenge which, up until this morning, he thought was actually benefiting them. It had been almost a week since they last did it, which was on the same day that he gave her ass a paddling to remember.
The temporary abstinence slowed things down between them in a big way, and without the constraints of having to fuck Nino to satisfaction allowed him a chance to turn to more creative and shameful solutions, usually with his fingers and mouth, but also involving vibes, plugs, straps, even Nino's new electric toothbrush for added kink points — yes, they washed it afterwards, Nino wasn't going to let her teeth lose its beautiful appeal… although she once joked about brushing her teeth with dried cum within her toothbrush's bristles and showing off her pearly-whites to everyone.
And that was just the start. Two nights before the trip, after Nino complained that he wasn't flexible enough for some weird position she'd read about on the internet, he'd been treated to watching her prove to him that, in the most extreme emergency, she could, in fact, tongue her own pussy, although it hurt her back like hell. She couldn't bring herself to climax, though, and in the end it fell to Fuutarou to complete the job. He gladly did, slurping up the mess she made, no longer particularly opposed to tasting the deepest part of her sex nor drinking her juices. Then their roles reversed and Nino ended the night with a stomach full of sticky cum.
"Honestly," Fuutarou thought as he looked up with a satisfied smile on his face, "I'm looking forward to the next time I can stay at their house again."
Those few days where he slept at ths Pentagon included the best ways to wake up in his case, because he spent nights in her room with Nino by his side. She would kiss him good morning, or wiggle her bottom against his erection to wake him, or pressing her chest to his, her breasts and nipples poking him gently as the best start to his day he could wish for. But she would always be warm, and always have his arms around her. This morning had started like that and it brought back memories.
Finishing up his soak in the hot water, Fuutarou stood up and wrapped his towel around his lower body, before heading back to his room and slipped inside, only to blink in surprise when he saw what was inside.
Seeing Nino naked was nothing new, hardly a few hours went by these days when he didn't see her in her birthday suit, but that didn't mean he was used to it. Especially now, as she stood there, wearing ONLY an apron that was too small to even cover her whole chest and even gave a glimpse of her pussy, complete with a fierce blush on her face. His brain seized up from the sheer volume of blood which suddenly descended into another part of his anatomy. A part of him wondered where she got the apron, but he quickly deduced that she brought it with her out of her own whim.
"Well?" Nino prompted when it was clear Fuutarou was too stunned for words. "Are you just going to stand there? Don't I at least deserve a reward for preparing breakfast for you?"
Fuutarou shook his head, struggling to regain his most basic mental functions after the previous visual shock. He looked at the small table in the middle of the room, where there was a cup of coffee and a hot cup of instant noodles prepared for him. "Ah, um, maybe later. Thanks for the food, though," he quickly said.
"That thing behind your pants doesn't seem to think it's a bad idea," Nino smirked, internally cheering at the reaction she got from him.
Fuutarou certainly didn't need to ask what she meant; he could feel the tension poking the towel he was wearing. And yes, it was not a bad idea, just a poorly timed one.
"Nino, I'd gladly give you a reward for being thoughtful enough to prepare a nice breakfast for me, but we agreed that we'll do it tonight. Any kind of weird noise, your sisters or possibly anyone else will come and check to see where it's coming from. Later tonight, I'll give you a reward. But for now—" with a tremendous effort he managed to tear his eyes away from her sexy body and look towards his futon, where some freshly-picked clothes lay on the foam.
"I hope you approve of those. I'm not only versed in girl's fashion, you know," Nino smirked. She had taken it upon herself to choose some clothes for him while he was gone. She wasn't going to let her boyfriend look so boring during a school event like this, so she made sure to pick the right combination of garments from the clothes he brought along.
"I'm not going to complain about these. I'm not the expert when it comes to fashion, anyway," Fuutarou admitted, but just as he could start putting them on, he realized something that was completely out of place, one that caused a bit of his anger to spike up.
"Did you really have to go through my stuff and not clean up after your mess?" He spoke slowly, letting his stern displeasure cling to every syllable. "I'm fine with you choosing what clothes I should wear, but you should have at least arranged the rest of my clothes according to how you saw them.
"I'm not your maid," Nino's voice was impossibly haughty for someone standing with only an apron to cover herself. That was when he realized that she had to have done this on purpose. "Fix your own clothes, or… make me suffer the consequences." She pinned him with a defiant glare. "What are you gonna you do?"
"I'll think of something," Fuutarou assured her as he did his best to calm down. "But not now." He turned his head again, looking down at the garments Nino had selected for him.
A pair of dark ripped jeans — which had belonged to his father back then — and a grey shirt that Nino personally bought for him a few days ago. Both looked good in his eyes, and even more so when he wears the dark hooded jacket he had brought along with those two.
Approaching him slowly, Nino hugged him from behind and ran her fingers along his bare shoulder, as she gave him a playful grin. "So? You like them?"
"They look great," Fuutarou looked back at her and smiled, before he moved away and started putting on his clothes.
"Well, in that case, stick it in as a reward?" She positioned herself before him and stuck out her butt, her hands on her knees, and placing a finger to her lips. "You can pull my hair and spank me as my punishment too. Whatever you want~"
Fuutarou, realizing where this was going, made his tone firm once more. "Nino, I already told you my decision. Stop trying to bait me. I WANT to do things to you, but this isn't the right time. People can see us here, and if they hear the slightest moan from you, it could all be over. Now, please," he uttered that word so commandingly it was an order that she must follow, "eat something and get dressed while I'll eat this breakfast you made for me, otherwise you're gonna starve even before we get to our destination."
Nino stood up, leaned closer to him, then smirked. "For your information, I already ate before you were here. And why should I dress up right away? I like wearing this. It makes me look like I'm your wife," she teased, giving him a twirl then bowing her head as if he was her master.
Well, literally speaking, he is.
"Then I should make you go to school while only wearing an apron. What do you think of that?" he smirked as he put on his pants.
"Just that? Why don't you take it farther and have me naked, then lead me around with the collar and leash at school," Nino declared boldly, and, more worryingly, in a serious tone. She scowled as she said her next words. "That way, all the bitches at school would know who you belong to. And who I belong to."
"I guess I should be flattered that my girlfriend is possessive of me, but I don't want to go too far," Fuutarou thought. It was understandable why she seemed jealous of other girls in school because ever since he had gone back to having blonde hair, many girls at Asahiyama started paying attention to him as he was a hot piece of meat, something that Nino didn't take kindly when she found out.
While he put on the rest of his clothes and started to eat, Nino was just sitting across him, checking her phone. Occasionally, he'd cast an interested glance towards her and let his eyes drink her in, her breasts that were barely coverer, her legs that looked as sexy as ever, her long red hair, her pretty face.
"I'll be back in a few minutes," Fuutarou said as soon as he was done eating. He began to rise. "Get dressed and don't think of playing with yourself."
"And what about you? You're just going to masturbate, right?" Nino pouted, glaring at him in frustration. Fuutarou only sweatdropped, because he was just going to check up on her sisters, not jack off in the bathroom. "That's so not fair. I haven't even had a chance to touch myself yet. And it's selfish, too. I'm right here. Your girlfriend. I can take care of that problem for you."
"I wasn't going to—"
"Goddammit!" Nino yelled and jumped to her feet, before taking off the apron and throwing it to the floor, causing her breasts to jiggle. "I'm so damn horny and you keep acting like a stupid virgin! Is THIS my punishment? It'd be less mean for you to just whip my ass!"
Fuutarou quickly shot forward and clasped his hand over her mouth, before looking at the door in nervousness. He waited for a few seconds to see if someone will knock and ask what's happening inside, but nothing happened. He heaved a deep sigh out of relief.
Turning his attention back to his girlfriend, he frowned at her, showing that he wasn't amused with her antics at all. "Nino, if you keep that up, people will hear. I'm amazed none of your sisters actually heard, considering they're next door." His frown disappeared and was replaced by a look of worry. "Remember what we agreed on? We'll do it after I'm done with the test of courage. Trust me, alright? I promise I'll take care of you later on. It's just going to be the two of us, nothing more."
"Remember?" Nino snorted as Fuutarou removed his hand from her mouth. "How can I forget? I've been counting the minutes." She continued to pout for a few more moments before she sighed, rubbing one arm thoughtfully. "After the test of courage? You promise?"
He nodded. "Count on it."
"Alright," Nino smiled again. She then raised a finger, as if she was warning him. "But I'll hold you to that."
"I don't expect anything else. Now go get dressed." He gave her a grin, as a sudden idea struck his mind. "Oh, and fetch your buttplug. You brought it with you, am I right?"
For the first time since earlier this morning, Nino blushed deeply.
By the time Fuutarou finished dressing up and put away his breakfast, Nino had finally put on some clothes and grabbed a certain accessory from her bag. Afterwards, she sank to her knees and offered her buttplug to the young tutor, holding it up in her hands with her head bowed. Fuutarou took it, weighing the bulb-shaped rubber accessory, finding it surprisingly hefty for something so small.
"You know where this will go, right?" he asked, feeling silly but also wanting to tease Nino a little.
"The only place it can go, idiot," Nino replied, looking up with an expression on her face that shouted 'I am enjoying this way too much'. "Are you going to order me to do it, Fuu-sama?"
Fuutarou smiled, then dangled the plug before her eyes like a perverted, forbidden fruit destined to feed her warm rectum. "Show me. Now."
"Damn," he suddenly thought, "A few weeks ago, I wouldn't give a damn about things like these, but now I'm having her put some rubber sex toy in her ass. She really did a number on me, didn't she?"
Her smile matching his, Nino took the plug again. Rather than sending it down immediately to its intended destination, she spent a moment licking it thoroughly and depositing as much of her saliva on the sleek rubber as she could with huge sloppy gobs. Then she turned around and bunched up her knee-length skirt around her waist before reaching back, snapping her panties down and guiding the shinny plug between her still faintly-bruised buttocks. She made sure to give her boyfriend a clear view of her ass and pussy as she did so. Nino hissed as the rubber tip found her asshole and Fuutarou watched it spread slowly when she applied force against it.
It was quite a sight, and Fuutarou found the whole display enthralling. After a little more pushing, her asshole opened like a second mouth and her body accepted the plug, swallowing it around its wide middle circumference, then closed again on its tapered back end leaving only the flat base visible between those plump cheeks. Nino gave a hiss and took a deep breath, obviously not used to this intrusion. A rubber buttplug, designed to fill, was certainly no wiggling finger.
"Is it too much?" Fuutarou asked, shaking himself from the hypnotising stupor her ass had quickly exerted over him. He stepped closer, held out her hand for her.
"It's like holding on to the world's biggest shit." Nino snapped her panties back in place and grabbed his offered hand, squeezing it firmly. Her skirt fell slightly as she stood, and her face showed her discomfort. "I… I'll get used to it. I think."
"If it becomes too much, just tell me," Fuutarou said.
"I said I can take it!" Nino replied, her voice returning to her usual haughty tone. "Don't you trust me? Now come on, I thought you were worried about people seeing us like this."
"You said you'd get used to it. That's not the same thing as 'I can take it'. And I am worried about other people seeing us, especially your sisters, but I'm more worried about you. Why wouldn't I be?" Fuutarou admitted. "I know you've worn it before, and you are used to fingers going in there. But—"
Nino had clearly had enough. "You're so fastidious even when you are in control. Here I am, ass and pussy ready for the taking, literally on my knees for you, and all you come up with are excuses."
"Nino, you're not being fa—"
Before he could finish that sentence, the plugged redhead threw her arms around his shoulders and drew him into a kiss. It was as good a way as any to shut him up while easing his fears in a single swift move. Not only did he like this reaction very much — despite all the perverted stuff they did together, kissing Nino was still his favorite pastime — it also helped reassure him she approved of his idea and was happy to be stuffed like a turkey for both his and her pleasure.
And he was going to put that idea into action tonight.