Beep! Beep! Beep!

Natsuki groaned, but forced herself to open an eye. She was greeted to the sight of MC's alarm clock beeping. 5:50 flickered on and off. For a moment, she was confused, but she quickly remembered that she was the reason it was set to go off so early. With a yawn, she sat up, silenced the clock, and began to get out of bed.

MC stirred, then opened an eye. "Ugh. . . Morning already?"

Natsuki shook her head. "Well, not for you," she stated simply.

"Huh?"

"I wanted to get up a little early, that's all," Natsuki replied with a gentle smile. As she met his bewildered eyes, she idly set the alarm clock to go off again at 6:20. That, she figured, would be enough time.

MC seemed to accept the explanation in spite of its vague nature. Leaning back onto his pillow, he offered her a small smile. "OK. See you in a few, Nat."

She blushed slightly. She still hadn't quite adjusted to the nickname, even though he had been using it before they had started dating. At first, it irritated her just a bit. Back then, she saw as an infantilization of who she was. Everyone seemed to baby her when it came to assessing her competence merely due to the fact that she was small and liked cute things. Then, along the way, not long after her first kiss, she had come to terms that MC didn't think she was any less capable, any less mature, than he was. She loved him for that.

This love was one of the reasons why she was getting up early on this particular day, but it was not the only reason. Unfortunately for her, another day had come and went without any sex. She remembered the resolve she had when she had first woken up yesterday, and the sight of MC's cock had only strengthened it.

She came to down to the kitchen still dressed in only her bra and panties. Soon, however, she stripped those off. She did this rather nonchalantly, even though the room was chillier than she wanted it to be. Goosebumps formed along her bare skin, and her nipples were soon erect from the air conditioning. She tried to pay the cold no mind as she opened a cabinet next to the oven. There, folded neatly, was a pile of pink cooking aprons. They had been presents from Monika after she found out that Natsuki hadn't been able to take her own when she ran away from home. Thinking of Monika brought a smile to Natsuki's face. She had acted like a big sister throughout this whole thing. When Natsuki first told her she had a crush on MC, Monika had pulled every string she could subtly do to get them together. Now, she supported their relationship wholeheartedly with little things like this. She owed Natsuki nothing, yet she offered as much as she could reasonably give. She reckoned that was what true friendship was.

She tied the apron around her nude body, grabbed some eggs and bacon out of the refrigerator, and went to work cooking the best damn breakfast she could make. When it came to foods that required baking, she was a natural. When other forms of cooking came into play, she was only slightly less than perfect. Sooner than she honestly expected, the pleasant scents of scrambled eggs and crispy bacon brought MC into the kitchen. Turning the corner, he caught a glimpse of Natsuki. Wearing only her apron and a playful smirk, she nodded to him.

Upon realizing the state she was in, MC's eyes widened. It took his face no time at all to flush a deep crimson. "O-oh! Sorry, I didn't know!" he exclaimed. He forced himself to look away, but after a moment, he opened an eye and took on a more perplexed expression.

"Good morning, MC," she purred. She was still finishing the bacon up, so she couldn't quite leave the oven yet. However, that only gave her a more devilish idea. She made it so that it looked like she was focusing on her cooking again, and as she did so, she hummed and shifted her body weight from side to side. Her ass, though mostly flat, bobbed up and down. MC watched it work, and out of the corner of her eye, Natsuki watched him. She giggled.

MC cleared his throat. "So, uh, I hate to ask, but" - he was looking straight at hers when he said that - "Why are you naked?"

Natsuki shrugged with mock innocence. "Why not be naked?" she countered. Forgetting about the bacon sizzling on the counter, she strutted over to MC. He leaned back a bit, still a tad embarrassed, but didn't stop when she wrapped her arms around him.

"I love you," she cooed, then kissed him on the neck. "Breakfast is almost ready, but if you want, you can have dessert first."

MC raised an eyebrow. He looked over her, at the breakfast still sizzling away. He saw nothing but eggs on a couple of plates and bacon in a skillet. "You made dessert? Where?"

Natsuki sighed, stroking her temples. Why did he have to be so stupid sometimes?

"It's right in front of you, dummy," she lightly scolded. "All you have to do is reach out and take it."

To emphasize her point, she took one of MC's hands and placed it on her bare ass. He retracted it almost as soon as she let go, but she brought it back again. She didn't have much in the way of cake, but she was hell-bent on sharing it. He was also, it seemed, hell-bent on playing dumb. This little game continued for some time. He didn't make a move, but he didn't ever say no, either. She could feel something hard press against her belly. A few streams of lubrication trickled down her inner thighs, though the apron largely obscured this from either's sight.

"MC, please," Natsuki whimpered. "Please, take the hint."

"Natsuki, I-" he began, but he cut himself off. His eyes widened as he stared past her. "I think we have a problem!"

"Huh?" Natsuki let go of him and looked behind her.

The skillet was on fire. How long had she been trying to seduce him!? Not that there was time to really question that. In spite of the unfortunate circumstance, she remained calm. It wasn't her first ordeal with a kitchen fire. She started over to turn the burner off, but MC suddenly shoved her out of the way. In the sink was an unwashed cup, which he grabbed and filled with water. When Natsuki realized what he was about to do, she froze. "MC, don't! That's not how you d-"

She was too late. From a distance that was luckily far enough to save him from a severe burn, MC threw the water onto the flames. Of course, had he listened to Natsuki's warning, he would have known that such a move was the last thing one should do in the event of a grease fire. The fire flared with greater intensity, causing MC to shout wordlessly. Natsuki quickly rushed over and turned off the burner. The fire still raged, but she remained focused in spite of it. She put a hand out to stop MC from doing anything else. "I'll take care of this! Just. . . just stay there! It's my fault, anyway!"

About a minute and a lot of baking soda later, the fire was out. The kitchen reeked of burnt meat, but everything was otherwise alright. Natsuki instinctively felt for her pulse, then sighed with relief that all was well again. Angrily, she turned to MC. "What's the matter with you? Didn't anyone tell you not to pour water on a grease fire?"

MC glanced down shamefully. "Well, I haven't cooked much, so no.

Natsuki was angry, and not solely at him. After all, just like she said, it was her fault the fire had broken out anyway. The whole fiasco had killed the mood, which also angered her. She tore off the apron and stormed out of the kitchen. "I'm gonna take a shower."

MC's eyes were on her butt again as she walked away. Then, he took a plate of the eggs. They were still fine, perfectly edible. He took a seat on the couch and began to eat.

"I wonder where that dessert she was talking is," he mumbled to himself.