"He's a frencher! Oh my gosh, I'm surprised you picked up on that! That's gonna be so fun!" Aima laughs loudly, clapping her hands and beginning to bounce in her spot. "Okay, okay! You look fine, so, you think you're ready for the next guy?" Aima asks, and I just nod, watching as she puts the paper and binder, writing a small note to herself. "Okay! I'll send them in, just two more! You got this!" Aima says, dashing out the door with a big smile on her face. I take a deep breath, feeling a bit more relaxed now that it is almost over. I had managed to get through, and Aima wasn't complaining about my reviews, so that was a big plus. The door opened and Shoyo walked in, seeming stiff with his cheeks beet red. "Are you okay Hina-kun?" I ask, standing up as he seems to jump out of his skin. "Oh! Yes, I'm fine, just nervous." Shoyo says, resting his hands on his stomach. "It's okay, I'm nervous too. Please, take a seat, take deep breaths." I say, offering him my chair. He gladly takes me up, sitting down on the chair as I slide behind him. I gently began to massage his shoulders, though he tensed. "It's okay Hina-kun, just relax and breathe." I say softly as he takes a few deep breaths.
He slowly relaxed, leaning into my touch as his eyes closed, a faint smile growing in his face. "That feels really good." Shoyo says, making me smile as I lean down, working on a knot he had built in his shoulder. "Yeah, I learned after my mom started taking extra hours, so I could give her massages." I whisper, Shoyo seeming to jump, his eyes darting open as he turns to look at me. "Y-You're so close!" Shoyo squeaked, making me smile, he was cute when he was shy. "Do you want me to back off?" I ask, lifting my hands to pull away though he grabs them. "Oh! No, it's fine, it just surprised me." Shoyo says, his cheeks once again turning pink. "Um, can I kiss you now? I think I'm ready." He says, making me laugh as I smiled at him. "Glad to know I'm not the only shy one, but yes, you can." I say, so he gently pulls me around, pulling me down by my hands. I close my eyes, his hand sliding to cup the back of my neck, guiding me down until our lips gently touch. I tilt my head slightly, letting him guide me as he pulls me in deeper, a soft groan escaping him. His hand slides into my hair, making it tingle as he pulls me deeper again. I moan softly, reaching to the chair for support.
My hands landed on Shoyo's legs, seeming to make him jump as he pulled away from the kiss, though I quickly pulled my hands away. "Oh, sorry, I was trying to lean on the chair." I say, opening my eyes as my cheeks feel like they're on fire. "I-it's okay!" Shoyo chokes out, his face beet red as his hands dart to cover his crotch. "Um, I'm going now!" He squeaks, scrambling off the chair and running out the door. "Oh, okay?" I say, sitting down and picking the clipboard, beginning to write down the experience. It was peculiar for sure, having someone guide me rather than kissing me and taking control. Not exactly a bad thing though, in my opinion. "You gave him a boner! God, he just ran off!" Aima laughs hysterically as she steps in, though I raise an eyebrow at her. "A boner? What's that?" I ask, Aima sputtering before slapping a hand on her face, dragging it down. "Okay, we need to have a long ass girl talk." Aima laughs, shaking her head as I hand her the paper. She glances over it, her smile growing before she slides it in her binder. "Last one, then we're having a talk. Are you ready?" She says, fixing me up real quick and I just nod, taking a deep breath.
