Tomo/Yomi - #8 - Staying in
"Let's go out," Tomo yells as she throws herself through my window. I look up from where I'm studying, sparing her a glance before turning back to my textbooks.

"I'm busy," I reply. I hear her sigh behind me but try to ignore her. If I acknowledge she's here I'll never get any work done.

"You're just boring, Yumi-chan," she says, throwing herself on my bed. I wince as the bed creaks below her, one of these days she's going to break it. I reach over quickly and turn up the radio, attempting to drown out her noise. I don't want to get into another fight about that.

"There are so many ways we should be spending the eve of our youth," she continues, oblivious to the fact I'm ignoring her. "We could be out taking exercise or meeting friends or maybe even drinking…"

"We're too young to drink," I reply, still refusing to look up from my textbook.

"But still, soon we'll be old enough…" she falls quiet and a relax a little, trying to turn back to my studying, though I know I won't get a thing done, knowing she's sat there, thinking! Anything that can drive Tomo to be quiet has to be disturbing.

Suddenly, she'd behind me, her arms sliding around my shoulders, she leans forward and presses her breasts against my back. I feel myself blushing against my will and know that behind me she's smiling. She presses a little closer, rubbing lightly against my back.

"Yomi…" she whispers into my ear, the brush of her breath sending a tingling sensation through me. "When we're old enough, will you go out drinking with me? We can be like Yukari-chan and Nyamo, right, still together even though we're not kids any more?"

Now can I say no to her when we're in a position like this? How can I deny her when she'd using my own body against me. Besides, the prospect isn't as bad as it might be. For a moment, I contemplate if Yukari and Kurosawa sensei's relationship is really like ours, but all thoughts of that leave my mind as Tomo kisses behind my ear.

"Of course," I say, as if it's some kind of universal truth. She smiles again, then kisses me again.

"Then I think," she concludes, leaning a little closer, "Just for today, I could bear to stay in…"